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Video: Leather Dogs

Check out Dirk Caber, Jake Morgan and Kristofer Weston in Leather Dogs:

Dirk Caber, Jake Morgan, Kristofer Weston

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See the complete video — and many more similar — at Fisting Central/Fetish Force

Title of the shoot shown here: Leather Dogs

Actors: Dirk Caber, Jake Morgan, Kristofer Weston

Key words: 3-Some, BDSM, Boots, CBT, Jerk-Off, Puppy Play

male bdsm Dirk Caber, Jake Morgan, Kristofer Weston

 

Good book: ‘Discovery’

This book, by Derrick Andrew Richter with a cover photograph by Conor Sathre, is available as a paperback or as an eBook:

Derrick Andrew Richter with a cover photograph by Conor Sathre

Barron and Cody, partners of two years, begin to explore an alternative lifestyle. Cody readily jumps at the chance to try new things. While Barron, the more dominant partner, is initially more shy about exploring his fantasies. Together they learn the joys of new experiences. Cody quickly embraces the role of pup. But it takes a stronger hand, to help push Barron into acting on his deeply hidden desires. This story is a sexually charged, exploring roleplay, fetishes and consensual humiliation.

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The adventures of Barron and Cody

Eater of Soles, aka @Sidetrakcbr on Twitter, has just published a book that explores various kinks, including puppy play, chastity, fetish gear and more. The story, which is 13 chapters in all, is about Barron and Cody, who are partners. Together, they begin to explore some of their fantasies.

Discovery book by Derrick Andrew Richter

 

It took me several days to read the whole story — mostly because I had to stop and beat off several times — but it was well worth it! The author might let me post some or all on the Metalbond site at some point, but meanwhile you can order now on Amazon!

It’s available for kindle or in paperback!

The cover artwork is by Conor Sathre.

Buying Love – Part 3

male bondage storiesBy Cutieboy90

(to start reading at Part 1, click here)

The collection room, as Rich had called it, was a simple room. Bare walls, almost clinical in feel, with two bars hanging from post in the ceiling. Brett had been stripped out of his clothes, and was now standing idly with a raging boner while Rich went to get the suit that Brett would spend the next couple days in. Rich wasn’t gone long. He returned with his arms full of leather.

“Here we are!” He chortled. “The one pony suit we have is just about your size! All black too. You can be our Black Beauty!”

Brett managed a polite smile, too transfixed by the lush smell of leather and the softness of the suit as it was held up to him. First, his feet went in. The legs were separate, and they were zipped from the knee up. He watched as the velcro flaps were pressed over the zipper seam, making them almost invisible against the sea of black leather. Next the body portion was pulled up. The front was solid, like a straitjacket. And like with a straitjacket, Brett’s arms were pushed into sleeves. Only these sleeves ended at the wrist, leaving his hands free for now. Before the back was zipped up, though Rich knelt in front of him, eyeing his still-throbbing cock.

“Yup, you’re definitely a stallion,” Rich commented as he handled Brett’s cock and churning balls. “Got some heft. They’re going to love you!”

Continue reading Buying Love – Part 3

Earn It Pup – Chapter 8

By Pup Shaggy

Epilogue

[Note: this is the final part of this story by Pup Shaggy. To begin at the very beginning, click here.]

I waited in darkness. In silence … for the most part. I didn’t even know if he was still in the room. But I knew how much he liked me groaning and whimpering in my gag, displaying the control he had over me as I wrestle with the chains and padlocks that he’d ‘given’ me; the bonds that held me. I’m on my chest, crushing the nipple clamps biting onto my sensitive nips. My legs held over my back in an arch, kept there by a short chain connected to my arms, themselves held across my back just under my shoulder blades as high up my back as they’d go. My collar also chained to something – I assume a radiator – to stop me from wriggling myself away, not that I would… not on purpose.

My hood buckled to my head, not even aware of the last time it hadn’t been. My vision black, my voice taken and my ears full of earplugs made of metal and plastic that blocked out every sound. You’d have to be screaming pretty loud for me to hear you with them in.

Every now and then, I’d struggle. For fun, and for him: Master Alex. But like I said, I had no idea if he was even with me. I’d have been concerned that someone on the other side of the hotel door would hear my noise and get concerned… but that wouldn’t happen… not this week… of all weeks. My limbs burned, my shoulders ached, and that was how both of us liked it; me in constant pain. You really can’t get used to it, no matter what you think. You can be tied up every day of your life and your limbs will never stop hurting or aching when you are. Plus, there’s always some new way he finds to make me groan and drool in pain. That was part of the fun for him, coming up with new ways to abuse me… And I loved it…

Continue reading Earn It Pup – Chapter 8

Earn It Pup – Chapter 7

By Pup Shaggy

A firm slap to the side of my face woke me up, my head trying to recoil but held in place firmly. My muffled exclamation, followed fast by groaning and whimpering reminded me of my situation, quickly realising that my entire body was either dead or asleep, tied down for too long and too tightly. Not that I was about to argue. There was a low chuckle over me and a sudden burst of light as the blindfold was removed off my face revealing my captor.

I could only see his chest through the eye holes of my hood; all fuzzy and muscular… it was Alex. I was un-able to turn or lift my head, held down by a belt or chain probably fed through my hood somehow. I couldn’t move an inch. Slowly, Alex’s chin appeared and then his smile. His hand appeared, resting on the nose of my dog-hood giving it a scratch. I couldn’t feel it, but I murred and groaned happily as I watched his fingers dance across the surface of the fabric of the hood.

“Good pup, sorry for bailing out and leaving you here like this.” I looked back at him with a muffled whine. I didn’t care, not in the slightest. I’d whine, whimper and beg but I loved it “I needed to think. About me… About you…” He leant on the table beside me, his hand moving to my forehead. Now this I could feel, faintly sensing his fingers through the hood. His eyes stared at me and I knew there was thought going on behind them. I sensed a question was coming my way, but none came.

Continue reading Earn It Pup – Chapter 7

Earn It Pup – Chapter 4

By Pup Shaggy

I was at my ‘favourite’ spot; lying down in my pup basket besides Alex’s armchair, and padlocked to stay that way. Only I’d actually settled down here willingly… at first… alright, so how the hell was I supposed to resist Alex and his knee high biker boots? He’d told me sit and stay… which I had… but the second I spotted those harness boots, I leapt out of the basket with such vigour you’d think I’d have been shocked with electricity.

And thus, I got dragged back and locked this way… again… blindfolded too… again… Not that there was much I could see from this position anyway. And then he’d left me like that to think. He hadn’t scolded me come to think on it but being stuck here was enough to drive me mad. I heard a clock ticking somewhere, but I’d lost count ages ago. I’d counted so many minutes on that damn thing the sound alone started annoying me… like an alarm at 3 in the morning waking you up, reminding you to get ready for work. The ticking of this clock reminded me every second to be patient and wait. But I couldn’t.

It was a couple hours since I heard the front door close. For a good few minutes I thought he was just playing a game; in that he was actually just sitting on the sofa watching me. Enjoying my discomfort; watching me sweating and shuffling trying to be quiet. But then I heard his bike outside roar away and it dawned on me that I was alone. To be fair, it could have been someone else’s bike, and he could still be in the room watching me… But when I’d started grunting and groaning, struggling as much as I could and I’d have thought he would have at least chuckled or laughed… or something.

Continue reading Earn It Pup – Chapter 4