Kink interests are like a garden. Takes patience, hard work, some creativity and some luck. Sometimes, unexpected surprises come up too, and you decide to try something else, or even take it in a new direction.
Generally speaking, I like restraints to be comfortable enough for both short and long scenes. I prefer any discomfort to come from the desire to stretch out and move after being in bondage for a long time, rather than deliberately inflicted from a piece of equipment, or poor judgement or planning. Therefore, I tend to like padded leather restraints, and larger diameter ropes.
Handcuffs of course, being designed for short-term confinement of unruly prisoners, were therefore never a priority or serious interest, aside from the occasional roleplay where they were appropriate. See I also believe that there’s a time and place and scene for everything. So all was well in my kink collection of leather and ropes. Until something new began to take root.
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At My Friends Feet, Hunter Page gets tied up ad tickled tortured.
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At My Friends Feet, Michael Fitt is looking very fit indeed. And his gorgeous body and size 11 feet are super ticklish.
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Malachi decided to join a fraternity his freshman year of college. He accepted a bid to Kappa Sigma. They were one of the top fraternities. To be honest, though, he was attracted to the frat because they had the best “face men” on campus. Kappa Sig had good-looking, outgoing, athletic guys. He had been wrestling with his sexual orientation. He long knew he liked other young men but had successfully suppressed acting out on it. At times, though, in high school, it manifested in to pretty erotic bondage games. He loved being bound and gagged or restraining other dudes.
One of the initiated brothers of the frat that stood out as particularly attractive to Malachi was Mike Vlach. He was a junior, two grades ahead of him. He was slim and average height but a very handsome, well-toned young man. Though he was known as a partier who liked to joke around a lot, he had a casual, cool confidence about him. Malachi was flattered that Mike immediately took a shine to him.
Friday night, they were all out drinking at a local bar close to the frat house. Although Malachi was only eighteen, Mike snuck him drinks from the pitchers of beer. Mike put his arm around Malachi, ruffled his hair, and made him drink more. After each gulp of brew, they belched like college men do.
When it got late, most of their crew broke up and headed their separate ways.
Malachi asked Mike if he could walk back to his apartment with him. His heart raced with delight when the offer was accepted.
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Note: This is a true story about one of my experiences and for adults only. It contains gay male bondage roleplay and sexual contact between men.
My buddy Dave recently bought a fixer-upper house in a bad neighborhood of Los Angeles. In his backyard, at the end of his carport, was a rickety old barn like garage. With my help, we converted it into a dungeon. Like me, Dave was primarily a dominant master (a “dom”) but we enjoyed switching up roles when we played. Having his own dungeon was a big feather in his BDSM cap. He outfitted it with his existing bondage gear and toys, and all kinds of crazy, kinky stuff. The most significant additions to his dungeon that made it special, however, required special installation. Since I was handy with heavy-duty tools, I volunteered to be his slave labor for the task. One was a bondage bed. He found an old iron bed at a thrift store that we reinforced with more metal material and then anchored it to the concrete flooring.
Next, we installed his piece de resistance, which were two sets of metal scaffolding towers. Through a craigslist ad, he found a music company “dumping” these gargantuan beasts to anyone who could take them away from their storage. They were the kind used for rock concerts to frame a stage and hold up lighting. It took us an entire day but we were able to install them inside the garage and deadbolt them into the concrete flooring securely. Miraculously the aluminum towers fitted to the inch inside, just barely touching the roofing of the garage. We joked that it also made the shabby structure more secure and guaranteed the old roof wouldn’t fall on our heads.
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Meanwhile at My Friends Feet, Casey Cooper comes home from a long day at work and asks his boyfriend Ricky Larkin to worship his dress socks and tired feet. Ricky agrees, but he adds a twist. He ties Casey’s hands and feet so his tired partner can’t move, and then he goes to town on the dark socks and then Casey’s sexy toes. Ricky can’t help giving Casey some tickles on his sensitive soles so he can watch his boyfriend squirm and laugh in protest.
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Check out Aldo getting tickle trained while wearing boxing gloves at My Friends Feet:
All of the great boxing coaches know that tying and tickling a boxer is a great way to boost the fighter’s reflexes and stamina. And if nothing else, it’s just good clean fun for the coach! Aldo may not be a boxing champ yet, but he could win the title of Sexiest Tickled Boxer right now!
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At My Friends Feet, Braden comes in for a massage and wakes up completely wrapped up and immobilized on the massage table. Only his head and his ticklish bare feet are sticking out.
What is a massage therapist who loves tickling to do? Tickling Braden’s feet and ticklish neck are too tempting to pass up, and feather-ticklish Braden is so ticklish he is in hysterics. Scene Categories: Tickling, Barefoot, Mummification, Video, Tickle Area
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