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Colby Tucker is tied up and edged by Sebastian Keys and Dominic Pacifico

At Men On Edge, Colby Tucker is bound, hooded and hard. He hasn’t cum in at least three days, and he is so eager for it he’s moaning before he is even touched. Sebastian Keys and Dominic Pacifico tease his hard cock, full balls and sensitive nipples. Colby arches under each touch, thrusting into the air. He moans as Dominic wraps his lips around his hard cock, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Dominic and Sebastian slap his hard cock around and then bring out a fuck sleeve. Colby cries out as his dick pierces its soft fleshy hole. His hips pump furiously as he tries to get himself off, but every time he’s about to cum, Sebastian pulls it just out of reach. Next, Colby is strung up and gagged. Suspended, he’s helpless as Dominic teases his cock and worships his feet. He begs to cum but the captors have more in store for him. Sebastian presses a dildo into his ass making him cry out in pleasure as it vibrates. Every sensation is intensified and Colby’s cock is getting hard and harder. He eager swallows Dominic’s hard cock and sucks it as Sebastian close pins his balls with twine connected to the floor. Balls aching with Dominic’s hard cock in his mouth, Colby doesn’t know how much longer he’ll last! Then Sebastian and Dominic start tickling him! Colby twists in bondage unable to stop laughing. Finally, they stick a prostate massager in his ass and start slowly jerking him off. Colby begs to cum, but instead gets more tickling! His laughter subsides, but his rock is still rock hard. At long last, Dominic jerks Colby off and Colby blows an explosive load all over the place! Dominic feeds some to him as Colby relaxes, completely spent.

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Full Fetish

Check out these shots from TitanMen’s Full Fetish:

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Wilfried Knight (of blessed memory), in a rubber harness apron and long rubber gloves, ties Aymeric Deville to a St. Andrew’s Cross. Aymeric blasts his first thick load all over his wet rubber singlet, pushing Wilfried over the edge, too. Wilfried feeds Aymeric’s hungry hole an enormous ridged dildo, working it inch by inch inside.

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Handsome David Anthony, ripped and stern in a rubber harness and chaps, teases the thick-muscled, hairy-chested Shay Michaels, down on his knees in a rubber jock and gas mask. David straps Shay into the sling, tying his cuffed arms up to the chains. “You ready to get fucked again?” David says. Shay begs for it as David shoves a couple of fingers up his slick hole, before ramming his tool up Shay’s willing ass, rocking him back and forth in the sling.

 

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The Inescapable Canvas – Part 02

By THHoudini and yohan555

Chapter 4 – Bound Desires

Nat woke up in the dark, not knowing where he was. He could not see anything. Then he remembered, Yohan had tricked him, tricked him in a straitjacket that was more than a normal asylum restraint. A straitjacket that was somehow magical and that had transformed and fused with his body. The darkness he lay in wasn’t just a void—it was a living, breathing beast, a predator that didn’t merely surround Nat but sank its claws into him, seeping through his skin, threading into his veins like a venom that burned and begged for more. It wasn’t silence—it was a symphony of torment: the creak of leather stretching taut over his thrashing body, the thud of his pulse roaring in his ears, the faint, slick whisper of spandex shifting beneath the straitjacket’s iron grip. That jacket—fuck, it really wasn’t a jacket anymore, he had not dreamed that. When the blinding white light had faded, it had shed its innocently looking soft clothing shell, transforming into a seamless, glossy shroud of black leather that fused to him from his broad shoulders down to the thick curve of his hips. No buckles, no seams, no escape—just a second skin that clung tighter with every breath, every twitch, every curse he spat into the void. It was still reacting to his movement, still adjusting to him as he moved.

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