HeavyRubberSlave is secured in a 4mm heavy rubber sleepsack:
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Title of this video: Switzerland in December Part 1 of 31
Tag Archives: sleepsack
Heavy Rubber Cocoon Sack
A video shot at No Escape Dungeon in Las Vegas showcases a heavy rubber cocoon sack made from thick natural latex and featuring a back zipper. Produced by ForFun.store in Bangkok, the one-piece sack fits tightly for Bind despite being made to measurements. Viewers can see the cocoon in action and judge for themselves how well this unique latex creation performs.
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Fallen Angel: A classic of male BDSM leather porn
If there were an American Movie Classics channel for male leather porn, Fallen Angel would be on it! Check out these shots from Fallen Angel featuring Kyle Brandon, Jim Buck and Steve Cannon, from Fallen Angel at Titan:
Scene trailer here
See even more from Titan here
Four Men in Leather Sleepsacks
Corporate Takeover – Chapter 06
Note from Metal: This is a “fan imagined” conclusion to the story Corporate Takeover by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning of this story, which originally appeared in the Prison Library back in 2020, click for Part 1.
By @bdsmsubrex
Brian woke to the familiar hum of the Blu-ray, his body encased in the leather harness and jockstrap, the scent of leather and sweat mingling with the lingering memory of Ken’s cigar smoke. His cock strained against the tight jockstrap, a constant reminder of his arousal. The supplements on the nightstand beckoned, but he hesitated, a flicker of unease cutting through the haze. He shook it off, popped two tablets, and headed to Ironworks, his mind already drifting to the next visit to Cuir Experience.
At the shop, Dave greeted him with a knowing grin, his leather vest stretched tight across his muscled chest. “Brian, you’re becoming a regular,” Dave said, leaning on the counter. “You’ve done us a solid — buying up the estate to save Boltz and this place.” Brian nodded, his chest swelling with pride, though the supplements dulled his usual sharpness. “As a thank you,” Dave continued, his tone shifting to command, “you’re to attend a weekend training with Master William, the local BDSM Master. Starts tomorrow. Be at Boltz at 6 PM sharp. Understood?”
Bondage fun in a swimming pool
Check out these images from the men of Mr S:
Looks like fun if you ask me!
That’s the Mr S Neoprene Sleepsack being put to good use!
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It started with Mitts –Part 07
By bondagegimp
Seduction – an interlude
I must have been sobbing loudly in my sleep, because I wake up to Bob shaking me. “What’s wrong, kiddo? Another panic attack? Do you want me to get you out of the sack?” Bob sounds really worried! I have to collect myself first, my voice actually sounds tearful. I’ve lost my composure in my dream, I must have really been crying. With my voice still choked with tears, I say: “It was just a nightmare, I had a bad dream. But I’m fine, I didn’t panic.” I feel safe in the sleepsack and in Bob’s arms, I don’t want to get out at the moment, on the contrary. I bury my head in Bob’s muscles. He hugs me, kisses me, comforts me.
He nestles his head against mine. He just holds me tightly, very tightly in his arms. As if he doesn’t want to let me go. Like in my dream. As I realize this, a tear rolls out of my eye. Bob stays awake, holding me close until I regain my composure and fall asleep. When I wake up again, bright morning light is already coming through the curtains. Bob is still holding me tightly. He notices that I’m awake and hugs me even tighter. I rub my head against him – it’s the only reaction I can show. After a while, Bob says he’s going to get us breakfast. I lie down alone. The dark feeling in my stomach quickly returns. But it gets lost in the mix of emotions, and the sadness from the dream that still hangs over me is the heaviest of them all. I crawl in bed to where Bob was sleeping, crawl my head under his blanket, smell him. It calms me down.
