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Muscle jock Marco gets restrained then tickled

Marco is a college bodybuilder and wrestler with size 11 feet. Those feet of his are wide and ticklish. He said he has noticed guys checking out his feet before when he is wearing flip-flops and at the gym locker room.

At My Friends Feet, Marco’s muscles make him look big and strong, but when he gets tickled he can’t help squirming and laughing. Marco is sensitive from his wide feet to his sexy armpits. Even though he struggles to hold back and be a tough guy, his ticklishness betrays him.

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Brad Barnes tickles Braden Charron

At My Friends Feet, Brad Barnes loves having the opportunity to tickle torture his best buddy Braden Charron. Both are big, muscular, sexy men. Braden is taken down to his birthday suit in order to get at his very ticklish balls. Braden is so big and therefore, has so much muscle mass to tickle. Brad certainly had a great time driving Braden around the bend with laughter. What a blast!

 

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 09

By Greg Alexander

With the mud rides finally over, I was hauled back into the frat house after being thoroughly rinsed off, like a dirty piece of livestock, by a high pressure hose in the yard.

By this point, I had accomplished the truly remarkable task of accumulating no fewer than 273 demerits, all marked down in tidy bunches of five on the big white board. I wondered what exactly the consequence of having so many demerits would be.   It wouldn’t take me too long to find out.

It was late, and most of the pledges and frat boys were drunk enough and tired enough that they were finally through abusing me, at least for the night. As the large crowd of frat boys dispersed, Trevor and Bryce came over and picked me up on either end of my body. Of course, needless to say, I was still bound and tied up from head to toe.

“Hey,” Trevor said in a deep voice. He was talking to Shane, the pledge ring leader. “You wanna come do this with us?”

“Sure!” Shane’s voice was eager.

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