At My Friends Feet, Javy is talked into being tied up and tickled. What an adorable laugh he has! At first Javy seems pretty excited about it, but once they strap him in he starts to get pretty nervous. His big feet are very ticklish and his armpits bring out a lot of that delicious laughter too.
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By Pup Shaggy
I was kneeling staring at the toilet… debating… thinking… gulping down my feelings… I was alone, so why was I freaking out?! This was my idea! I was kneeling there, staring at the bowl like a mirror… the nose of the hood probably about a hairs distance from the water… I was telling myself to do it… it was just water… Why was it such a big deal?…. Because I was making it a big deal…
We’d woken up together, Alex giving both Luke – or ‘Bitch’ – and me a strong hug as we both licked his body clean. We started fighting each other when it came to his pits; who’d be the one to get to taste his sweat and his flavour? Alex decided for us though as he pushed me down to his feet to lick those instead… which I was happy to do. I wanted to rub my hand against his furry chest and maybe give him a little massage or a scratch… to thank him for everything… not that I knew how to give a massage… but I’d slept with my ‘paws’ on and was still trapped within those bags of leather and rubber. I whimpered when I looked up and saw them kissing each other, drooling as they’re tongues played with each other and happy grunts escaped their mouths. I felt left out, but I got a foot in my face to silence me.
After that, Luke and Alex both took a shower while I waited on the floor of the bathroom, chewing on one of the many dog toys Alex kept. You’d think I’d get bored but Alex was smart and actually lubbed the toy up with bubble-gum flavoured lube, making it even more fun to chew and lick and play with; not to mention try and keep the damn thing still enough to play with. Needless to say I entertained myself.
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At My Friends Feet, Gabriel is a gorgeous Brazilian man with great feet, beard and sexy hairy chest. He is excited to get tickled but he then questions his decision once his captors start working on his sensitive feet, sides and armpits. At the end he is laughing and gasping for air.
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I have been interested in chastity ever since I first heard about it, approximately eight years ago. Only within the past four years have I had any real experience. As of the time of this writing, December 2017, I own three chastity devices, each of which I describe my impressions of here. Every guy is different, and no device is “one size fits all.” Likewise, every guy’s interest is different as well. When I first got interested, I had little interest in the idea of incorporating chastity into a serious long-term relationship. Now, chastity play is one of my favorite kinks, and the idea of a long-term chastity buddy is a very strong interest.
What I look for in a device, is comfort, security, and hygiene. The device must fit, and be of solid, sturdy construction. Weight is not as much a consideration, so long as the device is otherwise comfortable. Price, of course, is a dealbreaker, as high quality frequently costs more than my wallet can allow. So for now, I’ve been at the mercy of the mass produced commercial devices available, in other words, NOT custom cages. Custom cages, when measured and fitted properly, of course provide a much more comfortable and secure chastity experience. To date, my longest period of chastity is one month, which I have written about in Locktober 2017. So without further a do, here are my thoughts on my current chastity cages!
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“Wow, that suit is tight!”
Roger had finally managed to get his body and arms into the canvas bondage body bag. It forced the legs together like in a sleep sack, with a zipper up the middle like a sleep sack. The arms, however, were forced together behind the back like in arm binders. There was also a zipper there. At this time, Roger’s arms were not that tightly together, because the zipper had not been pulled up. His partner Dominic, or Dom for short, was the one who was putting him in the suit.
The suit was similar to a Max Cita sleep sack, but with modifications. It had been custom-made. It had a zipper in the front which went up all the way to the chin, as a sleep sack did, with straps periodically placed, as the sleep sack did. There were also rings on both sides of the zipper between the straps. It was made to fit a thin person, which Roger was.
After Roger had finally maneuvered his body inside the bulk of the sack, he took some time to adjust. Dom waited patiently. Finally Roger said, “You can start buckling the straps together on the arm binders, forcing my arms to get together, and start zipping it up.”
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By Pup Nitro
I already knew today was going to be a rough day, but FUCK i had no idea. I got to the hotel yesterday before the big event weekend kicked off. I like to take a little downtime before the chaos starts so that I can settle in, unpack, get my bearings, and ease myself into the weekend. We had talked about this a little bit ahead of time, but not all the details. If we had I’m not sure if I would have asked to change anything or not.
He gets to my hotel room at Noon and comes right in, already having a key ahead of time in case he needs it later when i was shall we say incapacitated. He doesn’t miss any time at all and slams me into the wall shoving his tongue down my throat as I groan in excitement. His other hand starts slowly digging into and kneading my chest muscles that are already sore from the workout routine that week. He always knows exactly how to flip my switch and push me into high gear without any ramp up. I’m melting into him like putty and he knows it. Just as quickly as he started, he releases me steps back and stares at me. I see that his eyes are that cold icy glare that means I’m really in trouble. He has one goal in mind and that is to have fun by making me miserable. My cock throbs from it.
He orders me on my hands and knees on the bed and he steps behind me and begins inspecting my hole. Starting with one finger, then two, then three. Inserting the lubed fingers and worming around while I groan like a bitch in heat. The more he worked my ass the hornier I got. I started backing up and groaning until his other hand punched me underhand in the balls.
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