In this vintage shoot from Brutal Tops, handsome Master Derek is in a changing room and is being observed by creepy sub Colin. When the sub thinks the Master has left he grabs his jockstap and deeply sniffs it. Derek catches the perv doing this and decides to teach him a lesson by ramming the jock into sub’s face before tying him up, thrashing him and pissing in his mouth.
Click for Brutal Tops – new updates every Thursday
By Sorbus
“So you’ve gotta take a piss? Well, the world is a man’s urinal. I’m not going to stop you,” his side-eye look at me couldn’t conceal his humor at this turn of events. The grin on his lips widened as his grip on my arm tightened, preventing me from pulling loose.
My mouth fell open in protest as I was yanked forward, having naively thought it would be as simple as him letting me find a tree and opening my Wranglers, and of course untying my wrists! My words stumbled out of my mouth in the same manner my booted feet stumbled over the hard-packed but uneven dirt path. “Uh, Sir, you, uh, kind of are. Stopping me, I mean, I can’t. . . uh, take a leak unless you let me go! Literally, you, uh, you’ve gotta untie me!”
Was this some sort of test or did he really think my nearly bursting bladder was something to joke about?
By Hard Slave
It started with small requests, beyond my job description. Soon I found myself serving as his personal assistant, picking up dry cleaning, making his dinner reservations, covering for him when he didn’t want to see someone. The pay was good so I didn’t mind. Then one day my landlord told me I had to move out, someone in his family wanted my studio apartment. With nowhere to go, he took pity on me and said he had a room in his basement, complete with an en suite bathroom that he could let me have for free. Well, not exactly free. I had to agree to continue my role as his personal assistant in his home. I’d be at his beck and call 24/7 I realized, but I didn’t have much of a choice.
He showed me the room, it was unfinished with a concrete floor and with no door, it was open to the laundry room and basement stairs. the bathroom didn’t have a door either and the bed consisted of a twin-size mattress with no frame. But it was better than any alternative I could think of, so I agreed. He made me sign a lease to make it official, he said, even though I wouldn’t be paying any rent. I said sure and signed the paper without reading any of it, I was happy to have landed on my feet.
By Piglett
The lights wake me up. I lift my head slightly and start to lick his boot’s upper. I feel the stroke of Tim’s hand. He gently pulls my collar up. I sit up and smile. Tim, Per and Zeb are sitting next to each other and I see my bag is there too. I beam a huge grin.
Zeb signs at me asking if I am alright and I tell him I am more than alright I am as happy as Larry. He grins at me. I ask him if he is fine with the agreement we had made for him last night. He smiled and looked like a mischievous little child. He signs back that he is grateful and Per is happy too. I nod. I sign for him to tell Tim that I will be licking his boots because every part of me feels like it had been in a cement mixer with several bricks and grin. I get down flat and lick his boots and feel contented. I then lick Zeb’s too noticing they have an unusual taste that I can’t quite place. Then I lick Per’s boots too and know they are Sergio Grasso SG’s. I raise my head looking towards Tim. He smiles at me. I look up at Per.
“I didn’t know you ride Per. I haven’t tasted Sergio Grasso SG’s for a long time,” I said.
Being tied down naked has changed Miles’ demeanour completely. He’s gone from well-spoken estate agent to a filthy-mouthed bastard. Luckily he’s in the perfect position with his meaty arse pointed in the air for the discipline he needs.
In this shoot from BreederFuckers, his arse is given a spanking and Dave restricts his throat to stop his profanity. Miles is tied so that his legs are pulled up in a painful position and he can’t stretch them out without tightening the rope around his throat. His plums and cock are bound up tight till they look on the brink of bursting. That long silky foreskin is clipped making the boy terrified for his cock.
Miles needs a lesson in how to be a submissive bitch. His arse is now on offer and open at all times to turn men on. He’s fingerfucked and fucked hard with a thick dildo while servicing both men’s cocks. The stupid straight bastard has no clue about how to orally service men and must be given firm instructions with spanking as punishment when he fails to use his wet gob to please. Miles is a slow learner. This hetero thicko will need to be thoroughly humiliated before he becomes the perfect cock-serving bitch. He’s left in his painful restraints, dripping with piss and completely ruined.
To see more, go to BreederFuckers
This video from TitanMen, called ‘Stockroom,’ takes place in the depths of a mysterious warehouse hidden from the outside world. David Anthony, Alessio Romero, Aymeric DeVille, JR Matthews, Tibor Wolfe, Daniel Michael and Spencer Reed engage in bondage, cage confinement, collars, piss, rubber, fisting and lots of sucking and fucking.
See the video trailer here
See more from TitanMen by clicking here
At Sinvention, they can make fantasy into reality for deserving clients. If you want your bondage gear in yellow, for example, they can do it!
Click for Sinvention
By Piglett
I wake up with a hard-on. I roll onto my back and have a wank thinking about last evening. I shoot a load onto my tummy. I wipe it off and roll over and cuddle the pillow again and fall asleep. The lights come on and I wake up again. I get up and have a lot of watered-down fresh fruit juice to drink. I get ready to go out shopping. It is a cold bright morning again. I walk to the supermarket and get the things on my list, pay, leave and walk home.
I look up the address and opening times of Metal Morphosis in Covent Garden. I get redressed for the tube and West End. I leave home locking the door behind me. The tube is not busy and soon I get out at Oxford Circus and walk through the maze of old streets to the Seven Dials in Covent Garden. I open the door of the piercing studio and wander in. The lady behind the counter greets me and smiles. I ask if Chas is working today. She tells me she has gone for a coffee and will be back soon. I sit and wait.
Chas comes through the door and is her cheerful melodic self. I stand up.
“Rupe good to see you. What can I do for you?” she asked.
“We discussed putting another pair of rings in my ears with these and I want to make an appointment to get my nose pierced if that’s ok with you?” I replied.
