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Too Trusting by Latoo

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Struggling against his tight ropes, Peter thought, “How the hell did I get into this mess.” His hands, elbows, legs, and toes were tied very securely with no hope of escape. “God damn it” Peter screamed into his plug gag. He should never trusted that “salesman”. This all started around 5pm; Peter was laying down on his couch after a hard day of work. He was in his favorite casual clothing: an orange wifebeater and a pair of jeans. He was about to drift off to XXXX when he heard a XXXX on the door. “WHAT?!” , Peter yelled at the door. “Who is it?” No one responded so Peter didn’t get up and closed his eyes. A few seconds later, there was another XXXX on the door, but this time there was a voice “Is anyone there?” Peter got up and opened the door. There was a guy about 20 to 25 wearing a black suit and black pants holding a briefcase. “Good evening sir”, the mysterious man said. “Can I have a moment of your time?” “What is it?” Peter sounded pissed and was about to slam the door. “Can I come in for a minute my good sir? I want to sell you this great cleaning product that will save you hours of cleaning time”, the salesman sounded pleasant. Wanting to end this quickly Peter decided to let this guy in, let him do his pitch, and then kick him out. Peter motioned the salesman to come in and he followed Peter into the house. “Nice place you got”, the salesman smirked. “Uh thanks”, Peter responded. “So, what’s this thing you are selling now?” Suddenly Peter heard a click and felt a sharp pressure on his back. “What the hell is this?!” he yelled. “What do you think this is dumbass?” the salesman smiled. “I’m going to rob you.” “Not if I have anything to do with it!” Peter turned around. “Sigh” the salesman dropped his head. “You muscle-bound lunk heads are all the same. No brains.” The salesman lifted up the concealed item right between Peter’s eyes. “Now, can you guess what will happen next? I suggest you think VERY carefully about your next move.” Peter’s face contorted with suppressed rage, but he just lifted up his arms and put his hands in the air. “You are not as stupid as I thought. As long as you do what I say, this will be a very quick and simple robbery”, the salesman motioned Peter to the couch. Peter put down his arms and sat on the couch. He rolled his eyes and asked, “Now what?” “Now all I want you to do is put your hands behind your back. Simple even for you” the salesman pulled out some white rope from his briefcase. “Call me Sal by the way” the salesman said while tying Peter’s hands. Sal was no novice when it came to tying someone up; his knots were very tight. He even had the presence of mind to tie Peter’s upper body too so in case Peter’s hands were free, he was still tied up. After a minute, Sal stood up and looked at the tied up Peter. He tried to move his hands, but could not. “Tight enough for ya?” Sal chuckled. “Shut up” Peter grunted. “Well” Sal looked insulted. “Don’t we have an attitude today?” Sal looked through his briefcase and grabbed a plug gag. “Now, open wide”, Sal held the gag over Peter. “No!” Peter refused and clamped his mouth shut. “Ok so it has to be this way huh?” Sal sighed. “Ok fine.” Sal went over to Peter and pinched his neck. Peter let out a loud yelp which gave enough time for Sal to shove the gag in and tie it behind Peter’s head. “MMMM!” Peter shook his head in protest. “Shut up.” Sal smacked the back of Peter. “Now all I have are the legs. Can’t have you kicking me now can we?” Peter hearing that tried to kick Sal with his strong powerful legs, but Sal managed to grab both of them and hold them together in his left arms. “Ugh” Sal kept restraining Peter’s thrusting kicks. “Why do you ALWAYS have to fight back.” Sal got the white rope on the floor and managed to get the rope around Peter’s ankles. “This isn’t going to be enough for you” Sal pushed Peter’s knees together. “I have to cover all of my bases.” Sal literally went through the rope as if it was on fire. He was sparing no expense to rope in the fact that he just kept wrapping and tying Peter’s knees, ankles, and feet. He even tied Peter’s big toes together. “Ok”, Sal panted. “You are FINALLY tied up. Be a good boy and stay here while I look around this dump of a house.” Sal left the room which left Peter all alone on his small couch. He tried to break the ropes by pushing against them, but it was no use. Again and again he tried to escape, but the ropes were too tight. No matter how many times he tried to pull, push, or break the ropes, it was completely pointless. Finally Peter thought he could escape so he managed to prop himself up and get to his feet. He thought if you could just reach the door, he would be in the clear so he started to hop towards the door. Just as he was about leave the room and hopped right smack into Sal and fell. “There’s nothing here worth stealing AND you were trying to escape?” Sal angrily said. Peter just stared up at Sal as Sal was just standing there thinking. “OK, new plan” Sal started to pick up Peter. Peter tried to scoot away, but Sal picked him up and threw him over Sal’s shoulder. “I might as well take you and maybe get a random out of it or something.” Sal carried Peter out the front door and threw him into the trunk of his car. “I just hope you got some rich uncle who will pay me to get you back”, Sal snickered. “Enjoy the ride.” Sal slammed the trunk door shut and drove off into the distance with his way too trusting muscle-bound lunk head. The End Peter played by Darien Photography by Caitiff Date of Production : 02/04/2009

Tags: twink, barefoot, plug gag, story
The Goalie by Caitiff

34 photos; 4:39 video

Peter was sure if it was all worth it. Sure he had wanted to get on the Hornets since he first heard of the team. They were the best team in the regional amateur competitive league. But he had had no idea of the weird shit they did when not on the field. OF course, the time to think about this was not when Peter was already tied up on the futon of one of the players, his hands bound securely behind his back. “Uhhh, so how long do I need to be like this?”, Peter asked timidly. “Why is the newbie talking?”, the team captain asked,”Take that dirty sock and gag him with it.” “Now wait a minute! I didn’t agree to be gag.. Mmmph!”, the sock tied into Peter’s mouth was sweaty and filthy. To make matters worse, duct tape was plastered over Peter’s mouth, sealing the sock in his mouth. To make matter’s worse, Peter had forgotten t wear underwear and the soft satin of his shorts was rubbing against his cock. His large member was beginning to poke out. “Hey look at that!”, one of the team said, pointing at Peter’s huge third leg. Unable to defend himself or stop them in any way, Peter had his dick pulled out all the way from his shorts. This man handling only made Peter even stiffer. His face burned red with embarrassment. “Hey tie his feet. We should begin the real fun.”, another member of the team said and Peter’s ankle’s were lashed together. By now Peter was rolling and turning in his bondage, his dick flopping about. Peter’s nervousness increased. What did they mean by “the real fun”? Peter began to get an idea when his shorts were pulled down, exposing his ass. Each member of the Hornets then lined up, taking turns to spank his ass raw. Peter’s ass was soon red as an apple. and they didn’t stop there. They squeezed and fondled and played with Peter’s ass. They all seemed to do everything they could to Peter’s behind but fuck him directly. And as before, tied up and gagged, Peter could neither defend himself nor protest. Of course, al of this rubbing and abuse only made Peter’s peter even harder. Even if he could protest, his dick betrayed him. Finally after the last man had his chance at Peter’s ass, the team Captain said, “Ok, we need ot confer. Make sure newbie doesn't’ go anywhere!” Go anywhere? he was tied up hand and foot, gagged with his ass and hard dick hanging out. Where exactly ddi they think Peter was going to go? Did they think he would hop down the street bound and gagged and practically naked. Oh God, Peter thought. what if they did make him bunny hop down the street while tied up and erect? Just how much embarrassment was Peter willing to put up with to be on this team? Did he even have a choice anymore? Peter was hog tied, his hands were not now not just secured behind his back but to his feet. Then the Hornets left to another room to talk, leaving their captive alone to ponder his fate. Peter had no idea how long he stayed like that, hog tied on the futon. Every time he moved he rubbed his dick against the sheet, making him even harder. He could move just enough to get hard but not enough to get off. The suspense was bad enough. But Peter realized that if this continued he would agree to do anything the Hornet team wanted if they would only let him get off. When the Hornet’s came back in, Peter wasn't’ sure he was relieved or scared shitless. Peter’s heart raced as the Team Captain stood over Peter’s prostrate form. “Well we’ve talked it over. There’s good news and bad news. The good news is we have decided ot let you on the team on a probationary level. The bad news is, part of the probation is that you stay tied up until the game tomorrow.” “Mmmmmm!”, Peter gave out along moan. The frustration was only going to get worse. Or was it. “Oh and we are going to take turns baby-sitting you so you can get to know your team mates better individually. I advise you make sure you keep them all happy.. if you know what I mean.” Peter’s still hard dick was all the assurance the team Captain needed that Peter would have no problem with this. The End Peter played by Patrick Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/16/2007

tags: tape gag, shirtless, twink, exposed, socks, hog tie, story, athlete
Bad Puppi

27 photos; 4:58 video

Puppies Need to be Trained Model: Derek Photographer: Caitiff Date Of Production: 10/22/2014

Tags: nude, nudity, plug gag, hog tie, bare foot

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