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The Fetish Factory

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Mike Panic and Mason Lear

Meanwhile at Fisting Central, Mike Panic locks eyes with hunky Mason Lear from inside his cage, and when Mason gives his crotch a tug Mike knows it’s time to pounce. He steps out of the cage and gets on his knees to service the young stud’s thick curved cock before he bends him over to tongue fuck his hairy asshole. Mason loves every flick from Mike’s probing tongue but wants to take it to a whole new level when he reveals a table full of rope and toys. Mike is excited to play along with Mason’s fantasies and lets Mason tie him up and suspend him from the ceiling. With no control over what Mason might do next, Mike submits to Mason’s domination as he gets every inch of his body teased, tapped and tickled. As Mike’s boner grows, Mason lowers him to the floor to reposition him for a proper fucking. Mason slides his throbbing cock deep into Mike’s open hole and pounds away until he’s ready to blow. Mike deserves a reward for all of his submission, so Mason finally lets him down to take everything he has to offer. With a few final strokes to his swollen cock, Mason slathers Mike’s beard and mouth with cum.

Mike Panic locks eyes with hunky Mason Lear from inside his cage

Models in this shoot: Mike Panic, Mason Lear

Key words: Anal, Big Dick, Jock Straps, Oral, Restraints, Rimming

Title of this shoot: The Fetish Factory

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Milking Day – Part 3

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By Cutieboy90

Cutieboy90 gay bondage storiesIt’s been three weeks since the last milking day, when my boyfriend Mark sabotaged my chance for release. Three weeks, and just one more to go before I could try to reverse the roles, and lock him up for a while. To date my dick has been locked in a steel cage for eight weeks, and I really miss stroking it.

Mark had been having some difficult weeks at work. Layoffs meant there were fewer people to do the same amount of work, but the work still had to be done. Mark’s had longer days, and he was so tired when he got home. Too tired to go to the gym, too tired to eat, too tired to even jerk off! I was worried about him.

One late afternoon, Mark pulled his car into the garage. I heard the door close, and waited for him to come in. I’d been preparing dinner, and was surprised he was home so early. Even though he had gone to work so early, it hadn’t made any difference as he still came home so late. Today was odd, that he was home early. And he was taking his time coming inside. Huh, how strange, I thought as I washed my hands. Better go check on him.

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Jack is tied up with his hole exposed

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Meanwhile at BreederFuckers, Jack is roped on his back in such a way that his arse is spread wide open to show his hetero sphincter, big balls and thick floppy cock all at once. Every time he wriggles to try to escape, he only succeeds in temptingly shaking his arsehole like a slut. He’s like a chained furious beast. Notice how his big powerful thighs tremble fiercely after repeated flogging and how his face gets completely slick with sweat! When his feet are whipped with a leather strap, he frantically rubs them together to try to soothe himself. And every lash he gets from the cane makes his body jolt as if he’s receiving an electric shock.

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By Bikermike

This ad that had appeared in one of the Gay websites intrigued me. It read:

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I emailed them.

I learned that there would be no charge but I could spend either four or eight hours secured in the masters’ dungeon (which was actually a cellar in their house situated in a leafy part of London). In addition, the reply text went on to emphasise that I would be expected to be a total “sub” and that I would have to agree to anything that the masters would wish to do to me. I also understood that there may or may not be more than one “sub” being used at any one time. I could take it or leave it.

There was an attachment. This was a photo of some of their play and bondage equipment that would be used, but that more equipment may be added and used without prior warning. These included whips, paddles, tawses, canes; a medieval pillory, heavy rigid irons, steel slave collars; ball stretchers with or without spikes and electro equipment, which included a hand cranked generator.

My cock dripped precum as I emailed my reply: I would love to spend four hours as their “sub.”

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The Drone – Part 1

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By FirefighterSir

Jackson rolled over on the roof of the party boat. All the frats and girls around him were still snoozing after another night of summer partying on the lake even though the sun was well up and already hot. He stretched his muscles, tousled his mop of blond hair and threw aside his sleeping bag to reveal his muscled, football-player build clothed in a light cover of golden hair. He tucked his morning hard-on under the waistband of his board shorts. His hand brushed his own beefy pecs briefly as he looked around until he spotted the drone stuck in the brush just above the shoreline where the boat was moored.

Shasta Lake is a popular destination for vacationers and college students in rented houseboats. The boats congregate in the steep-sided flooded canyons that make up the vast reservoir in the forested foothills. Each arm of the lake is named for the source that pours water into the vast and complex reservoir: Pit River Arm, Sacramento Arm, Jones Valley Arm, Salt Creek Inlet.

This party boat was moored deep into the Salt Creek Inlet which was close enough to nearby campgrounds and stores to keep the college group easily supplied with beer and snacks the whole weekend.

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