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Kidnapped

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By Norm

Norm gay bondage storiesI was curious, seems to always get the best of me, but I couldn’t help it. I was walking along an unfamiliar deserted street, when the unmistakable smell of leather came across my nose in front of this imposing abandoned building that reminded me of someone’s castle. Looked like it must have been a boarding house in its final days. Right now it looked tired but grand, but that smell pulled me toward it. I had to try and go in to see what it was like. Didn’t look dangerous, and my fantasies were in high gear. I told myself nothing could happen, this is a safe part of town.

I tried the old wooden door, heavy and solid, needing some cosmetic help, but impressive nonetheless — and it swung open, easily. Odd I thought, but it didn’t stop me.

This must have been someone’s mansion at some point I thought as I entered a dusty but elegant entry. Leathery smells wafted around the room. Sunlight filtered down from the stairway windows, glittering on the remaining crystals in the chandelier as I moved into the room. Caught up in the moment, I sauntered up the massive staircase like an Earl of the Manor. As I got to the top enjoying the feeling, I heard and felt the vibrations of the massive front door slamming shut.

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Pictures: Cole Tucker in ‘Fallen Angel III Initiation’

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Check out these images from Fallen Angel III Initiation, featuring Cole Tucker (of blessed memory). This hard-edged leather-sex video is in the style of a mainstream feature: real locations and real men living out their leather fantasies — all tied together by the watchful Fallen Angel. As the feature opens, Tucker recalls his fall after studying truck mate Keith Webb’s dreams. A desolate moonlit road is where the fallen Tucker remembers surrendering his wings. Trucks and truckers had been his downfall, and he has been exploring that gritty world of man-sex ever since. Tucker takes Webb on as his initiate during the course of their truck route.

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Pictures: Lorenzo Flexx and Jesse Jackman in ‘Parole’

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Hands up. Against the wall. Spread ’em. When parole officers have to check in with ex-cons desperate to stay out of the slammer, the action quickly escalates with loaded guns. A broken monitoring device puts Lorenzo Flexx into a panic, but parole office Jesse Jackman offers a way out — shoving the desperate bad boy to his knees before getting him on all fours.

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The Devil – Part 1

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By Mister-X/Spartan

I slowly started waking up. I started to stretch my arms out in front of me, and realized that I couldn’t. When I opened my eyes to figure out why, I remembered that I was tied tightly to a chair, my wrists cuffed behind my back. As I started feeling the cuffs on my ankles and the tight ropes tying me, as well as the gag that was preventing me from opening my mouth, my cock started getting erect. I couldn’t see him because I was blindfolded, and I didn’t hear a sound. My memory started recalling what had happened.

I had recently moved to this city, and didn’t know anyone I could play with. After I’d gotten settled, I started checking out sites to see if I could find someone suitable. I’m a bottom, and have had a fair amount of experience with tops. I figured I knew the catchwords to look for to distinguish those who were just looking for a slave from those who were genuinely interested in playing.

This guy came across on his site as someone who was genuinely interested in playing, despite his internet name, ‘the_devil.’ But with that name, I was intrigued. I decided to meet up, telling him that I didn’t play with anyone until I got to know them better. We met at a nearby restaurant, and discussed desires over dinner, which I had told him I would treat him to. Remembering now, I did most of the talking. He seemed to agree with everything I said, being very nice and accommodating, saying that it was also what he wanted. I realize now that I was too eager to find someone that would get me what I wanted.

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The Debt – Part 2

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By Pup Shaggy

Hunter pulled Spencer along like a pet, not even slowing down for him. He led them into a nearby alley where they’d be obscured by the night. The smells that surrounded them were far from pleasant; piss, sick, and rotting food emanated from every dumpster. But both of them would soon forget the smells around them. Stopping suddenly, Hunter turned and fell against one bare wall, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Well?” he murmured.

“Here?” Spencer asked.

“You’d rather in front of all your friends? Or where someone can see you?” Good point. He took a step forward, not being able to move more than two steps away anyway because of the leash. He fell to his knees, not thinking about what he was kneeling in. He was met with a prominent bulge in his face, the smell of leather of his chaps and the denim of his jeans. He looked up at Hunter who just watched back.

He didn’t need to be told; he was expected to take them off himself; which would have been easy if his arms weren’t behind his back. But he went with it, he wasn’t about to start being picky and mouthy. Plus he did have a debt to pay. He moved in and gave his first kiss, the cold fabric contrasting with the smooth and cool leather against his lips… all of it firm and stretched over the rock hard cock shrouded beneath. He started licking, a mixture of worshipping the bulge and finding the zipper. Why did they always have to hide the damn things beneath a fold? It took a while for him to ease the zipper out, all the while, Hunter watched on, enjoying the grunts and murrs of the kid on his knees beneath him. He himself never made a sound but obviously enjoying the eager head that bobbed up and down as its tongue worked against his straining cock.

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The Last Time (a Rubber and Chastity Story)

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By boyryan54

boyryan54Today is the day. Master has been talking about this next step since the beginning. But it kept thinking it would never progress this far. How naive it was!!

It finds itself kneeling in the middle of the playroom. The rubber gleaming from the two spotlights in the ceiling, making sure the camera has a clear shot of the kneeling gimp. It is sealed in a full-face entry suit, complete with gloves and feet, and a rubber hood with open eyes and mouth locked on. Its heart was pounding and racing since the Master unlocked the clear chastity device while the slave was unrestrained. This was the only clue it had received that this ordinary Thursday night would be a night it would always remember. For the first time in a year, it was unrestrained and unlocked. It looked down at its hard dick, twitching in rhythm with its pounding heartbeat.

Two feet ahead of it, a new custom metal chastity belt, bottle of lube, and a script written out by the Master lay in clear view. Gimp takes a quick glance over both, and then hears its Masters voice, “Gimp! Look up at Me!”

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Permanent Change – Part 01

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By Sportsrubb

Hey guys. It’s my first story to compose. I want to catch some things I like in different ones, so here’s a start. If you have any comments, suggestions or want to give supper: sportsrubb@gmail.com

Present day

With a blast I wake up. Sitting upright in under a second my heart races like crazy. I’ve got the feeling that I have slept for ages. Everything is dark but I can feel that I’m my own bed. My own room. It looks a bit warmer then usual though. When I scratch my arm I feel rubber, which makes me start thinking. Did I put my rubber on, can’t really remember me doing that…. We’ll sleeping in rubber isn’t that unusual for me but not remembering is rather strange. In a sudden I feel a sharp pain in my head. The kind of pain that equals the worst migraine I ever had. Thankfully there are painkillers next to my bed. Always. So with some difficulty I manage to find them and I can do something to that awful headache. The flashing doesn’t stop immediately so I decide to get back in bed and close my eyes.

6 months before

Well, here I am again. Surfing the internet, posting pics on instagram, and wasting my whole evening behind the computer looking at hot guys having fun. Why, why isn’t my life like this I wonder.

I’m the rather usual gay guy. A bit self insecure about the looks, have a nice job and some great friends, but not any of them into any gear. And yes there is a boyfriend, who actually likes gear himself too.

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