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Hide and Seek – Part 1

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By Cutieboy90

September was our 20-year high school reunion. This time, we’d go to Eric’s old family estate, like we always used to. It was a large, late Victorian monstrosity out in the country, with nearby hiking trails, lakes, a river, and woods.

Traditionally, the first night everyone was present, we’d play a huge game of hide-and-seek. The aim was to hide for as long as you could. The winner got to decide all the activities, meals, and got the best room in the house for the entire trip. I won almost every year, but I usually shared the winner’s privileges with everyone. Tonight, Eric would start counting whenever he felt like it, to keep us on our toes. As it was, he started counting immediately once everyone was present.

Everyone scattered as quickly and quietly as they could to find hiding spots. I always knew the best spots, and tonight I was going to try the ultimate hiding spot: inside the console of the pipe organ in the basement. It was one of those places that was so creepy, no one even thought to look in the basement, let alone near the pipe organ. Years ago, Eric himself had tried to hide there, but got creeped out after a minute and changed spots.

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A Walk in the Park – Part 02

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By DogcatcherVA

I decided that I should still have him restrained till I find out more about him. So, I undid the cuffs and rubbed his sore arms and then redid the behind his back. He seemed defeated after the quick burst of freedom and motion in his arms and seemed to go into a sulking position. I unlocked the massive chains around his ankles from around the tree giving him movement once again to straighten his legs. You could see the marks around his knees where he had spent the last 10 hours on them. Only one more chain to go, I thought as I unlatched the chain holding his massive helmet to the tree. The poor slave was so sore from being in the kneeling position he could barely stand. I leered over at the captive as he crumbled into a pile of metal and flesh, exhausted from his day long ordeal.

I reached down and scooped up the man in my arms and carried him to the cruiser. You could tell he needed some attention as he sighed deeply as I carried him quickly to the car. I placed him in the trunk of the cruiser, and he curled up the best he could in a ball. I took his restrained wrists and attached them to the chains holding fast around his ankles and slammed the trunk lid closed. The echo was deafening through the park so I decided to head on home.

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His body is on display as he is tied into the stirrups

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Adrian is embarrassed that after some stroking his dick is aching hard. Those big balls of his are bursting full and notice the gooey line of precum oozing from his cock. Adrian spunks all over himself while his arsehole is fully exposed, still gaping from when they widened his sphincter. They tempt Adrian to lick his spunk, but this proud hetero is having none of it!

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 01

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By Hunter Perez

I work in commercial real estate and I am frequently sent around the country to broker property sales and leasing. I am usually sent to the same cities over and over – New York, Chicago, Atlanta, Los Angeles – but one assignment required that I go to Albuquerque to coordinate the sale of an apartment complex. I had never been to Albuquerque and knew nothing about it except that it was a jokey reference in several Bugs Bunny cartoons.

My initial online research into the city turned up nothing that piqued my interest – I am not one for museums and historic sites, so I feared that my distraction options were limited. I wondered if any of my connections on social media could offer better ideas on possible free time adventures in Albuquerque, so I posted an inquiry on my page for suggestions to keep me amused during the leisure time portion of the trip.

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Cock-Caged at Military School – Part 04

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By AlphaMetal

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It was the last Friday of the month again and Trey knew he had to report to the medical office for “The Procedure”: His cock cage would be removed and an electric butt-plug inserted in his anus to force him to ejaculate, perhaps several times, and then the cage would be locked back on again.

The first two times were pretty awful. The first session was totally humiliating, and the second session was both humiliating and painful. But after his encounter with the Assistant Coach at the gym a few weeks ago, Trey was not really nervous, even though he knew the medic would still be an asshole.

Over the past two months he had thought again and again about the procedure, and how it felt to have the electric butt-plug deep inside him, pulsing until he had an uncontrollable orgasm. He had to admit to felt good. Sure, it was humiliating to be restrained to the medical table, but he even understood that part: He had to admit that if they did not restrain him, once the cage was removed he would totally grab his cock and start stroking. If he was being honest, he knew the restraints did serve a purpose.

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Hidden Detention — Part 04

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By Desert Pioneer

“Officer Merse will speak to you now,” said Jack’s captor, who was jerking him by his arm to the wooden porch on the blockhouse.

Jack thinks Officer Merse must be the top in charge, and other than obeying his commands, Jack’s not sure of the roles of either Goon 1 or Goon 2.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” demands Officer Merse to Jack, his face still concealed in a bag.

“I’m Jack, and I’m checkin out the local shit around here.”

“Looks like you are the shit around here. I told you to get lost punk. Do you know who the hell you’re fuckin talking to punk?”

“ Ya know what, I can’t even see who I’m fuckin talking to punk.”

WHAMM … knowing it’s outside of Jack’s limits Goon 2 delivers another (not-so-hard) gut punch, taking Jack by surprise. “You’re out of here in a quick minute but ain’t no city panty-ass pole smoker gonna disrespect Officer Merse, got it?” says Goon 2.

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