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Pissed and Probed

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Caught on a security cam, hairy Tibor Wolfe sits helpless — his hands bound to a chair. “The money didn’t come through!” shouts an angry Tristan Phoenix, eager to teach Tibor a lesson. Tristan punches Tibor’s pecs before flicking the captive’s big boner. “Look at me! That what you want?” yells the dark-haired dom, his boner bouncing. Tristan pisses on Tibor, who then pisses on himself as his boner throbs. Tristan wraps his jockstrap around Tibor’s neck and slaps his cock on the slave, then grabs hold of Tibor’s head and fucks it.

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Later, a choking Tibor continues to feast on Tristan. Bent over the chair, Tibor gets his hairy hole eaten, fingered and fucked as low shots capture it all up close. “Fuck my hole!” begs Tibor, his ass slapped as the wooden chair creaks. Tristan lubes up his hands, twisting his hairy forearm inside as he fists the bottom. The two stay rock hard throughout as T ristan plows with his arm. After dumping a load on the floor, Tristan keeps his fist inside as Tibor leans up and unleashes a hot wad.

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Some Time in Rubber – Part 2

By rts

(the next day)

I awoke before him, my body heated by his rubber clad form pressed against me. I was covered in sweat, my balls and cock hurt and itched maddenly in their steel containment, my bung hole sore from the butt fucking, the confinement of the tight heavy rubber straight jacket and posture collar driving me crazy, the waist belt holding my torso firmly tightening its hold each time I took a breath. I was hot, miserably unconfortable in that hot rubber suit, thirsty and had to take a piss. I started to struggle around manageing to finally wake him. He pressed his hooded head to mine and kissed me sucking the breath out of me. He got out of the bad and I asked him for some water.

He told me we would have to go out and get some up at the spring. I told him of my need to piss, he got me up, led me outside and unzipped my crotch, the weight of the steel chastity container hanging heavily on my balls once the zipper was opened, the posture collar and bulky straight jacket prevented me from seeing what it looked like. I spread my legs and just let go the urine and heard it splashing on the ground. He zipped me closed and began to unstrap the straight jacket, it was a relief to be free of its restriction, my arms felt stiff and cramped from the hours spent in it and I could feel a slight coolness now that it was off. He told me to grab the two buckets hanging by the cabin’s door and following him he led me up a trail to the spring a few hundred yards away.

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