Top man Cole Blue spots a hot guy wearing extra-small jogging-shorts. Cole flashes a smile at the stud, and less than 24 hours later he has him chained to a table. “What are you gonna do?” Caleb Morphy asks, seconds before Cole shoves his huge, erect cock into the captive’s mouth and fucks his face before cutting holes over his juicy nips and whipping them with a riding crop.
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Title: Caleb Morphy: Southern Boy – Chapter 1
At BreederFuckers, Bobby’s arms are bound together and tied to the ceiling. With his cock and balls firmly tied to his feet, this captive isn’t going anywhere.
No matter how much he squirms, he can’t do anything to stop the bad man from fondling his hefty cock and sliding his finger around the sensitive circumference of his sphincter. This straight man is made to become familiar with every stage of being fucked. He’s presented with a stiff dick in his face, which he’s ordered to slick up by drooling copious amounts of saliva through his gag.
His tight arse is then split into and he’s ruthlessly screwed. Bobby is then ordered to deep throat cock, which is rammed right to the back of his throat making one of the most vividly intense gagging scenes ever filmed.
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There are worse things than being at the mercy of kinky dom Sean, and it seems Justin knows it. While some might be scared, this naked young man is already getting hard while Sean tightly ropes him up around the chest, but that cock only swells even more while Sean gets to work playing. A little wanking and sucking of Justin’s juicy pink meat while he’s tied up and hoisted until he’s standing on his tiptoes has the prisoner totally hard and eager for more, but you know it’s not going to be as simple as a load stolen from his dick! Watch as Sean torments the captive with the pinwheel, rolling it over his nipples. Then Sean gets him over the bench with his arse up!
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Title: Horny Master Uses Justin – Part 1
By slavebladeboi
For a second night Nate sat up in bed and looked down at the cage that was very effectively stopping him playing with his cock. He had also spent the previous evening fiddling with it, playing his fingers around it, trying to get some sort of satisfaction from this new sensation.
After leaving Mike’s he had not been able to focus on anything for more than a few minutes at a time. Whatever he did or thought about, the cage once again slipped to the forefront of his mind and his hands wandered down to touch it. He certainly felt cross at first, cross that someone had taken his free will away, in as much as he thought his cock was absolutely his to play with whenever and however he liked, but this was diluted to a large extent by overwhelming feelings of pleasure and expectancy at what was to come.
That first night after his experience in Mike’s playroom he slept with belts securing his ankles and thighs and with his wrists handcuffed together in front of him. He thought it would help overcome the horniness he felt, but it only made it worse. His cock leaked precum and, the restrictive cage made erections uncomfortable if not a bit painful. He eventually fell asleep, but the morning brought little comfort. A cold shower helped, but the relief didn’t last for long. Sitting to piss was a new experience, one he initially refused to accept, but, having to clean up after splattering the bathroom floor with the overnight contents of his bladder, he decided it was for the best.
Note: This is the second to last chapter.
By @reconkayar and @mmmph82
Another hour has passed. The van is making city turns, and Denny deduces they are getting into town and probably close to the men’s house. Time has become completely fluid during this episode, and Denny realizes he’s got very little clue what time it might be. But as the loading doors open, Denny realizes there’s very little noise outside, and he surmises from the apparent lack of traffic that it’s the wee hours of the morning.
About 10 minutes pass. Denny and Ken hear the men unloading gear and cases while they lie hogtied, gagged, and muzzled on the bunk beside one another. Then they hear a side door of the van slide open. One of the men comes back and begins undoing the hogtie tether from Ken’s head, then Denny’s. It’s Ben, Denny can smell him.
He unties the men’s legs and helps them out of the bunk. “Let’s go, men.” He brings Ken to the side door first, then Denny. The van is right up at the curb, with Chad and Ari on either side of the path in, providing a screen to deflect curiosity from anyone who might be on the street at 2am.
Each of the captives gets seated in a guest chair after being ushered into the house, a brownstone six steps above ground level.
