Check out these “behind the scenes” shots of Bruce Beckham and Eddy Ceetee in “Parole,” a feature from Titan:
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By lthr_jock
Mike shook his head as he blearily came back to consciousness. He was lying on his side in a back alley. He could feel the heat of another person close behind him, skin touching and he could feel the urgent push of an erect cock against the small of his back. He flinched away from the touch and rolled over to see a man lying on his side and grinning at him. Even lying down, it was clear he was bigger than Mike – taller and more muscular – and his hair was in a military flat-top. He was naked except for a black speedo, which did nothing to hide the fact that the man was clearly aroused.
“Hey fella, calm down. Looks like we all got dumped here.” The man seemed unconcerned and levered himself to his feet. “We’re the first ones to recover.” He pointed to another four men who were lying in the alley and seemed to be asleep. Mike looked down to find that he was also naked except for a black speedo. He stood up and headed over with the other man to see if the others were alright.
They quickly came round with mixed expressions of confusion and disgust. Mike was still trying to process what had happened – the whole thing had such a dream-like quality that he could almost convince himself that it had never happened. The man that had been spooning Mike walked up to him and offered him his hand. “I’m Barry. Barry Andrews.” Mike replied “I’m Mikey” and nervously shook it. As he did Barry pulled him in for a hug and as he did whispered in his ear, “Don’t know how much you were into what happened, Mikey, but I thought you looked amazing in that rubber.” Mike started to ask how Barry knew which one was him and then realised that his skin still had fragments of the liquid latex on it.
The Slammer. A correctional facility where each day is a struggle for power between the savage inmates and corrupt officers as they use gritty mansex to battle for domination over each other. A sinister Warden (played by Dred Scott, in a role he was born to play) administers discipline and punishment over his minions in the Slammer with an iron fist and rock-hard dick — giving new meaning to the term “penal institution.”
In Scene 5 (pictured), Billy Wild finds himself in a cell with Josh O’Hara, and quickly decides to show him who’s boss by taking advantage of the young pup’s tight ass. Then, Corrections Officer Ben catches wind of Wild, throws him into an adjoining cell, and takes over the ass-reaming. Officer Moreno enters Wild’s cell where the two officers each have their way with the obedient prisoners in an explosive fourgy finale.
Video of The Slammer is available here
By socalbd
Dan and I had fallen asleep after he pulled me on the bed. When I woke I was still wearing the leather collar around my neck, had the leather wrist cuffs on and was still cuffed behind my back along with the leather ankle cuffs locked together. Dan was spooning me with his stomach to my back. He realized I was awake and moved his arm over my body and started massaging my nipples. His lips were placing gentle kisses on the back of my neck, and I moaned in pleasure.
“Someone is happy, I think,” Dan said to me while continuing to pleasure me.
“Yes, Daniel,” I whispered between moans.
He gently rolled me over to face him and greeted me with his smile. He was such a hot guy. I was genuinely attracted to him. I felt safe and cared for whenever I was with him, even when he was applying aspects of pain and humiliation. It’s a strange knowledge understanding that someone who apparently cares for you in return, as Dan does, can be so brutal at times. Yet, it’s what I ask to have happen and he and John have obliged. I think John loves me, too, but in a different way. For John it’s like a brotherly love. He’s looking out for me and over me. Daniel and I may be growing into something else if we let it go there.
“You’re thinking about something. What is it? I can see the change in your face,” Daniel said to me. He caught me.
“Daniel, all of this is amazing in one respect. And yes, you figured out I’m starting to have feelings for you. I don’t know why or how. It just is. And you said as much when you had me on the bed spread eagle. Yet, I don’t think I know all that much about you or you about me. I’d like to get to know Daniel.”
“FEAR Scene 6” from Titan features Francois Sagat, Dean Flynn, Diesel Washington, CJ Madison and Brody Newport in a graphic depiction of terror, bondage and submission. CJ and Brody strip Dean down nude and strap his wrists and ankles into an iron bondage chair. As Dean struggles to get free and tries to understand the bizarre events unfolding around him, the assailants strap him in by his neck and leave him so they can deal with François. With a horse’s bit in his mouth and hanging from a crucifix-like suspension, Francois is so terrified that he actually pisses clear through his jockstrap (which is already drenched with Diesel’s trademark waterworks of piss). CJ and Brody laugh from the sidelines, joining in to piss on him while Dean — who’s been wheeled into view so he’s forced to bear witness — watches on helplessly as he and his boyfriend are subjected to a fantasia of terrifying acts of submission and bondage which make the previous five scenes seem almost tame by comparison as they push the limits of sex and fear.
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“I can’t be angry at my boy trying to give me a nice surprise on my birthday.”
Liam has been looking forward to Isaac’s birthday for weeks, and when he’s presented with the chance to surprise Isaac, he finds himself biting off a little more than he’d been expecting to chew (in one respect, quite literally).
By Aenyse
As Liam pulled up outside Isaac’s house and turned off his car, he was feeling a little excited. He’d been looking forward to Isaac’s birthday for weeks now. It was going to be their first birthday together, and Liam wanted it to go well. He’d already booked a table for two at a high-end restaurant in the city centre that evening, but he was hoping that Isaac might be up for some fun beforehand. That was why he was sitting outside his house, two and half hours early.
Climbing out of the car, he quickly grabbed his bag and Isaac’s presents from the backseat. As he walked up the driveway towards the front door, he noticed Isaac’s car wasn’t there. Liam frowned, he hadn’t been expecting Isaac to be out. He wasn’t sure where he would be either. He didn’t work on weekends, so he wouldn’t have been called into work. And he wasn’t at the gym either, since he usually went in the mornings.
By lthr_jock
PC Paul White got out of the patrol car, picked up his paperwork and then checked his phone for the details of the call. It was a warm day, so he didn’t put on his hi-viz jacket, but he grabbed his cap before heading up to the front door of the four storey building and trying to find the right bell. Pressing it, he heard a click from the door and he pushed it open.
Inside, the gloom of the hall contrasted with the bright light outside and he peered around.
“Hello? Mr .. Contenzio?”
Paul wasn’t particularly worried and not expecting any trouble. He’d been in the police three years, having come straight from university. He’d got his wrestling blues there and had been weightlifting ever since. As a result, his 6ft frame was loaded with muscle and he was confident that he could deal with any situation. He took his cap off and made sure his expensively styled hair was in place, before shouting again.
By Zac Loughty
This story is about adults, to be read by adults only.
The author would like to thank his Discipline Monitor for his ‘encouragement’ to get this story finished, and for proofreading this story.
Chase (rien) has arrived at camp. He’s wearing his new camp uniform and is about to get his leg irons fastened around his ankles.
“Alright! You’re beginning to look like proper subs! Just a couple steps left. Next, we’ll be applying your irons,” Russ informs us.
We all groan. I guess I forgot about the irons. I was hoping maybe we’d only have to wear them on the van.
“We’re not worried about you subs running away. There’s no place to go! The rattling of your chains serves two purposes. One… it’s easier to find you when we have a job for you to do, and two… you’re reminded that you’re nothing but a sub with every step you take. Every time you move your feet, even just a little bit, you’ll hear a ‘clink’, ‘clink’, ‘clink’. It’s music to my ears! That sound will remind you to obey! Do you understand, subs?”
“Yes, sir!” we all shout.
“Chain ‘em up!” Russ orders.