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Art

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By Steellock

Matt rang his agent again. This was a hard month. The guy had only found him one brief appearance at a club opening, and the rent was coming due. More than that, his gym membership was too.

‘Well we had one offer come through but you always said that you did not want any weird stuff just posing and such,’ said the guy.

‘How weird?’ Matt asked. ‘Weird sex? That’s not for me.’

‘Well just weird I guess. It’s from one of the galleries, they have a new art exhibition and one of the exhibits is a guy in bondage. They need a whole group of guys to be the models in turn, and you fit the shape they want.’

Matt thought about it briefly but – hell – if there were several of them there then they should be able to look after themselves surely? And anyway it was a well-known gallery, never heard of them showing this kind of thing before.

‘OK when do I go?’ he said.

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Bound, Gagged and Abused in a Van

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By SockgaggedJason

male bondage stories simulated rapeSynopsis/Description:

A twenty-something professional propositions two attractive thugs who are out of prison on parole into an elaborate roleplay kidnapping that backfires, subjecting him to heavy sexual humiliation. Bondage, kidnap, rape and body smell themes.

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Michael – willing victim, gay boy

Mateo – kidnapper, Latino boy

Dakota – kidnapper, white trash boy

Michael was sound asleep. He was sprawled out in his bed, only in his underwear, with the bedsheet halfway covering his body. The nerdish, cute, 28-year-old young man was fit with thick light brown hair and green eyes.

He had a nice bedroom situated in an upscale condo in the heart of the city. He made a good living working as a software engineer.

From outside, the window to his room quietly opened and the faint sounds of the city leaked their way inside. Slowly, two figures crawled through the window. They were slender young men dressed in clothing like construction workers wore. One was Latino, the other a white boy.

They quickly jumped on top of Michael where he slept, who immediately woke up. The Latino intruder held a pocket knife to his throat, cupping his gloved hand over Michael’s mouth while the white kid held down his wrists.

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Video: Marc Squeals and Cums

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Check out the way Marc laughs and screams at Tickled Hard! In the video shown directly below, Franco has Marc strip off his t-shirt, jeans and boxers and ties him spread eagle on the modified bed. Marc squeals with delight when Franco begins tickling his abs and his upper rib cage. He throws his head back and giggles while he bangs on the headboard. To increase the sensation, Franco blindfolds Marc before continuing to tickle his lean body. Franco tickles his bellybutton, tummy and pelvis, then his upper inner thigh. Next he slips off Marc’s size 8 1⁄2 shoe and tickles him through his ankle socks. Marc makes a series of squeaking moans and can barely breathe when Franco tickles his bare foot with a soap saver and grooming brush. It’s like one extended orgasm filled with laughter and tears. Franco works his magic on Marc’s other foot, only stopping to blow raspberries on Marc’s side and stomach with his prickly-bearded mouth. He tickles Marc’s balls and blows his hard cock, milking a load out of him. While his dick still bounces around, Franco goes back to tickling his feet. Franco keeps jacking Marc’s cock while he alternates tickling his inner thighs and abs, which makes Marc produce even higher-pitched squeals. By the end, Marc is begging and promising to be Franco’s slave for a week if he’ll just stop!

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Tier Four – Part 1

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By BoundLongAndHard

BoundLongAndHard speedosSeth needed money. Well, more accurately, he just want some “walking around” cash so he could continue to socialize with the other college students who never seemed to care about the price of anything. That description fit maybe half the students at the elite New England college they attended. Seth belonged to the other half. His background was middle class. And he and his parents were pretty tapped out just keeping him in this obscenely expensive school. A little extra cash would help.

One day, after sitting through a brain-numbing solid-state physics class, he passed a room that seemed configured for an art class. Outside the door of this studio was an ad seeking male students to pose for a “live art” drawing classes, and most importantly, offering what seemed like an unusually large amount of money for something like this. Seth had no idea what the going rate for “something like this,” but he thought prospect of posing for some art students might even be fun in addition to providing some money.

The ad did warn that preferences would be given to guys in good physical shape, and noted that models could select among “tiers” of semi-nudity and nudity to track their particular comfort level or preference.

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Over the Line – Part 1: First Down

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By ty dehner

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Long distance, I hate those words. There never seems to be anything positive about the two of them. We know it costs money anytime you want to talk to someone on the phone, long distance. Then there is that night you meet a hot guy, a guy that looks fucking awesome in his jeans and football jersey, a guy that grabs you by the neck, spits in your face then slams his tongue down your throat, trapping you in the spell of is blue eyes.

That night that you go back to his hotel room and talk all night, lying in the pair of football pants he allows you to wear that he has sweated in for weeks while working out in the gym. Nothing matters but lying next to him, laying your head on his chest as you listen to him breathing and sharing his life with you. In the morning as you’re driving home, it dawns on you that he isn’t from your city and if you want things to continued, yes, it has to be a long-distance relationship. You see, long distance is never good.

Yea, I was a fool for allowing me to be sucked in, but when you meet the right guy, you must believe don’t you? But damn if the Gods didn’t conspire against us.

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