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Tied up by a bully in the locker room

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.

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Sex shop thief gets fucked and pissed on

A hot thief gets gang fucked and showered with piss in a sex arcade

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Silas O’Hara was caught stealing a dildo at a local sex shop, and the guys are just getting started with him. Silas is bound in the middle of the store with a gag in his mouth as everyone comes up rubbing all over his body. Everyone says Silas’ skin isn’t red enough so they break out the flogger and beat the stud from front to back. Once he’s nice and red they torment Silas’ cock and balls with the zapper before having him crawl to the back arcade.

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Jay Cloud is waiting with his big fat cock for the stud to come service cock. Everyone takes turns shoving their cocks through the glory hole as Jay shoves Silas’ head down on every cock. The guys take turns fucking his ass left and right before blasting him in the face with cum. They let Silas blow his load and shove his head to the floor for him to lick it all up. Before they let the little thief go they hold him down and hose him off as they take turns pissing on him.

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Over the Line – Part 3: Third Down

By ty dehner

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It is so fucking quiet; I can only hear my breathing. Seems I am so alone, no one around for miles. This is hard work and my gear is pretty soaked in sweat. I’m tired as shit, Sir is the toughest boss I’ve ever worked for. But the rewards are fucking awesome in the end.

The crew has left for the day, as I see Sir heading down the gravel road in his truck to pick me up. He really gave me the shit job today, literally. Cleaning outhouses is not the glamour job in construction, but as a pad pig, it is my job. Once every two weeks. There are 20 across the sites that Sir oversees. It is amazing how messy these guys are, though I admit I get a little horny thinking of them in their Carhartt’s, boots, jeans and muddy work overalls doing their business in these outhouses. When I work in these I have to wear rubber gloves and gas mask that Sir requires I wear while cleaning. The guys on the crew think I’m nuts for wearing it, but it is required, and I do it. I think Sir has me do it, because it humiliates me some and he likes that on occasion.

This week I’m in my black Carhartt overalls with, of course, my football pants and cup, with my uniform jersey on underneath. Even though it was warm out, I am required to keep my flannel shirt and Carhartt coat on, as well as work gloves. I’m still breaking in my new White’s lace up boots. Sir had them custom done with a small leather strap at the top that locks the boots on. My work uniform is finished off by a Packer’s cap that Sir soaked in his piss before letting it dry. On days that I work hard or am wearing the gas mask my sweat mixes with the dried piss and I do begin to smell!

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Earn It Pup – Chapter 3

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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Poker Night

By hard slave

The five of us had a standing game for a few years running, first Friday of every month. We alternated hosting, but mostly it was a Jake’s place as he had the most room. We were all a few years out of college back then, had decent jobs — unmarried but able to live on our own. It started with a low cash ante, no heavy bets. We eventually worked our way up, so that the winner usually came away with about 50 bucks. We didn’t need the money, so the stakes were kinda boring to all of us.

One night Jake suggested playing for something else. Let’s try strip poker tonight, he laughed. We nervously laughed along with him, but agreed. The loser of each hand would roll a die and take off corresponding number of garments. I lost first, rolled a 4, no big deal as each shoe counted as one item, same for socks. The game progressed and eventually Jim rolled a 6 ending the game. As he pulled off his briefs, we all hooted and pointed. What jerks.

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