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Tober Finally Gets his Man at Bound Muscle Jocks

Cullen was just the bait, of course. When Duncan arrives to rescue the man from his ball-stretching agony, Tober secures them both in his dungeon, and he doesn’t waste time putting the big man Duncan to the test. With ropes and chains to secure him he gets to work, tormenting his cock, pinching his nipples tight and claiming the big man as his own.

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Happy Birthday Boss – Part 03

By Unknown

Square One

This was not happening to me. I couldn’t believe I’d been released by the biker only to find myself at the hands of my own men; and no sign of being able to toss off before they all returned for their fun. I kicked and struggled trying to loosen the pegs holding my feet, but when I had been returned, the biker had checked everything and spread-eagled me tighter than when I had been left the first time. And then Dave had retightened the paracord to my balls before disappearing again. So I was in a worse situation than before my abduction if that was possible.

This time I couldn’t rub the blindfold off because of the hood and anyway there was probably no key dangling above me. I tried moving my pelvis to see if the pull on my balls would be enough to at least give me an erection. It was, but only with much effort. My sore dick rose again and began to rub against the rough cotton of my shorts. It was painful but behind the pain was the chance of an orgasm and that was all I wanted now. Eventually I felt some precum begin to leak from my cock.

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Eat Dirt

Written by ty dehner

With the rain falling hard on the roof, this lazy Saturday morning brought back a kink moment from many years ago. Laying in bed, I saw my black 5.11 lace-up duty boots, caked with mud on the soles. I was reminded of a Saturday morning when I was horny and ended up going to the woods on a solo hike, planning a little jackoff session. Back then, I really needed to get away from it all. Work was just killing me, never letting me have time to get things done as well as I’d like. And the clients, a bunch of whining babies that could go to hell for all I cared.

So, when the weekend came, I made sure it was mine! Since I couldn’t find any dungeon to play in, I decided the woods would be the next best thing. While Fall is never a great time to go hiking, it is quieter than normal, with unpredictable weather.

Saturday morning, I suited up in my green old-school army camos, including jacket and black all-leather paratrooper boots. Since this would be a solo hike, I filled my backpack with simple bondage things, like rope, handcuffs, and duct tape. Before zipping up my back, I tossed in a couple of issues of Bound & Gagged magazine. It will help inspire me as I sit in the woods and play with my manhood.

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Echo Grove – Part 07

By Stormbound

gay bondage stories by StormboundI made a few slow walks back and forth across the room to stretch, though not too much as I was feeling tired from the forced workout in the morning. I realized towards the end that I kept rubbing my chaste metal and leather encased groin with my mitted hands. This whole ordeal, taking Josh’s place in this humiliating strict uniform and being totally controlled, had left me incredibly frustrated and horny. I thought once again how, once this was over, I would surely wank to the memories of this experience many times, satisfying that perverted dark part of me that had long lurked under the surface.

Unfortunately, my lustful daydreams were cut short by another, more pressing urge. I felt the growing need to answer the calls of nature, only this time I had no idea when ‘Josh’ was next scheduled to have those needs taken care of.  I sat down on the bunk trying to ignore it, hoping that Brad would return soon, and I could then hopefully alert him to my distress. But as the minutes seemed to drag on Brad didn’t appear as my urge reached critical levels.

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Some Time in Rubber – Part 5

By rts

As the sun rose higher the day began to warm, while my legs to my crotch were cooled by the imprisoning mud the rest of my body was being heated inside the black rubbersuit. I sat back on my butt sitting in the mud so as to take some of the weight off my legs which would help to keep me from sinking any deeper. The sun got hotter ahd hotter as the hours slowly passsed, the suit was becoming unbareable.

I scooped up gloved handfulls of mud and smeared it over myself in an effort to cool the rubber. In an attempt to work myself free of the clinging trap I then lay back in the mud and tried to use my arms in a backstroke motion. This only succeeded in churning up the surface and was threatening to bury my torso so with some struggle I pushed myself back upright into a sitting position. I was now covered in mud which helped lessen the impact of the sun’s heat but I was still quite hot and sweaty.

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