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Welcome Home – Part 02

By MP Boss

Down the street, sitting outside at a table at a small restaurant, the boy’s Sir sits dressed in leather, with a fellow friend dressed in leather as well.  They drink their beers as their Harley’s are parked in close sight.  How did you figure out who he was, the man asked Sir.

It was a challenge. He would send me pictures, but would blur out his face and name tag.  One day he sent me a picture of himself in his ACU uniform, pants unzipped and in a begging stance, in that picture there was enough of his shoulder unit patch showing that I was able to locate the unit.  He had told me his first name a long time ago and I figured he had forgotten that detail, since he had no interest in making fantasy a reality.  From there, I searched through pictures online and matched a name and his body to them. It was easy from there,

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The Shackles of Curiosity – Part 04

By Peter B. and Art Intelli

The Watch That Ticks Backwards

Antonio Romano had been an unremarkable man. He had lived in Rome his entire life, but certainly never in any of the glamorous or exotic areas. He was a simple porter; never married as he preferred men, but could never admit this even to himself at that time. Now, eighty-eight by the calendar, his back hurt, his knees cracked, and his eyes — clouded with that milky fatigue of living too long — no longer recognized his own reflection.

He found himself usually bored and sometimes confused, which startled him. He had taken to long walks, which often cleared his head and forced him to focus on sights he knew he should remember from his many years in the same city.

He had been walking aimlessly down a narrow street in a part of the city he didn’t recall entering, where the buildings seemed pressed together like secrets, and the sky overhead had dimmed to an eerie tarnish, as though dusk had arrived before its time. Rain drizzled like oil from a rusted pipe above the eaves, as he felt himself drawn down a narrow alleyway.

That’s when suddenly he saw it.

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Corporate Takeover – Chapter 06

Note from Metal: This is a “fan imagined” conclusion to the story Corporate Takeover by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning of this story, which originally appeared in the Prison Library back in 2020, click for Part 1.

By @bdsmsubrex

Brian woke to the familiar hum of the Blu-ray, his body encased in the leather harness and jockstrap, the scent of leather and sweat mingling with the lingering memory of Ken’s cigar smoke. His cock strained against the tight jockstrap, a constant reminder of his arousal. The supplements on the nightstand beckoned, but he hesitated, a flicker of unease cutting through the haze. He shook it off, popped two tablets, and headed to Ironworks, his mind already drifting to the next visit to Cuir Experience.

At the shop, Dave greeted him with a knowing grin, his leather vest stretched tight across his muscled chest. “Brian, you’re becoming a regular,” Dave said, leaning on the counter. “You’ve done us a solid — buying up the estate to save Boltz and this place.” Brian nodded, his chest swelling with pride, though the supplements dulled his usual sharpness. “As a thank you,” Dave continued, his tone shifting to command, “you’re to attend a weekend training with Master William, the local BDSM Master. Starts tomorrow. Be at Boltz at 6 PM sharp. Understood?”

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The return of MaleBots

I reported earlier this year that the MaleBots site had gone down. I don’t know what happened, but — GOOD NEWS — I noticed very recently that it is BACK!

MaleBots is a site featuring cybernetic fantasy

 

MaleBots is a site featuring cybernetic fantasy, including cyborgs, androids, robots, transformation and high-tech control of all kinds. There are plenty of images, artwork and STORIES!

One of my favorite authors at MaleBots is Biobot — and I jacked off most recently while re-reading his multi-part adventure called Robo-man.

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MaleBots is a site featuring cybernetic fantasy

The Tournament Affair – Part 07

By @reconkayar and @mmmph82

Part 7 – The Cabin
SATURDAY MORNING – 2:00am

Denny squirms in his bondage and listens. He is grateful for the extra movement he got from Nathan undoing the tethers. But he still can’t get his head anywhere near the bunk rim to see down. Nathan and Ari have gone ahead to take stock at the cabin, leaving Chad and Ben. Ben is down with Ken, changing his gag and binding him for transport. It’s a three-rope box tie similar to what Denny had in for the escape to the getaway van.

Ben reties Ken’s cloth gag: two bandannas worked into his mouth, followed by a knotted bandanna as a cleave gag over the stuffing, and two layers of seal pulled very tight and knotted, covering Ken’s full face below his nose. It feels tight and sexy to Ken, but Ben is aware that, with some work, Ken might possibly eject it. There’ll be enough time later to fix that. Meantime Chad appears to tend to Denny. Chad sits by Denny’s head and tries to comfort him, gently stroking his temple with a gloved hand and locking eyes with him.

Denny tears up a little to see Chad. His face has always been tender and understanding. Chad wipes his tears away, saying “shhhh.” Chad has brought clothes – they’re not moving Denny in naked. He’s preparing to dress Denny, but it isn’t happening yet. They’re Denny’s same shirt, cargo pants and tactical boots he had before.

“You spent a whole day bound and gagged wearing these, bro,” Chad said. “You will probably want them washed.” Chad reaches for Denny’s shirt, bunches it up, brings it to his own face and sniffs deeply.

“Mmmmmm. Or not…”

Ben’s voice is heard from below, “INCOMING!” as he tosses a small plastic packet over the bunk rim. It lands by Denny’s head, and Chad picks it up. “Oh, new gloves. Team rules, new stop, new gloves.”

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