Strung Up

20 photos; 5:21 video

Model: Carl

Photography by Nick007

Date of Production 6-11-2016

tags: bad guy, cleave gag, hands above head

Bound Rugby by Nick007

22 photos; 3:29 video

This was Mickey's year. He finally made the rugby team after trying out for the past twoyears. He practiced every day to get better and it was worth it. He had just received aphone call from the captain to come downtown to fill out some paper work. The captain

said the whole team would be there to welcome him. Mickey eagerly got in his car and drove to his destination.

He arrived at an privately owned office building with offices to rent. So it wasn't very

crowded with used offices. He rode the elevator to the top floor, walked down the hall, and XXXX on the door. The door opened and it was the captain. (The rest of the team was scattered about the office.) Mickey walked in and shook hands with the captain and the rest of the team.

After some pleasantries and some paperwork, the captain told Mickey to take his shirt off. Mickey was a little confused as to why he would be asked that. “Why do you want me to take my shirt off?” he asked.

“Because we need to take measurements for your uniform.” the captain replied.

“Oh! OK Mickey said while taking his shirt off. He revealed a nice well muscled chest

with tattoos. Very nice to look at. The captain tossed him a pair of very short rugby

shorts and long socks to put on. Mickey did as he was told and put them on.

One of the players walked over and with a piece of rope began to take “measurements”.

Then he pulled Mickey's arms behind his back and began lashing the rope around

Mickey's wrists.

“Ummm what's going on?” Mickey asked.

“No worries bro. This is just Tim's way of measuring you for your uniform.” the Captain said.

“By tying me up?”

“You wanna join our team right?” the Captain asked. Mickey nodded. “Good. Then you do things are way. Now shut up and let Tim do his job.”

Mickey did as he was told, but began to worry more and more as more rope was added around his muscled chest. Other teammates brought in a futon into the middle of the room. “And what is that for?” he asked.

“You know, Mickey, you talk to much.” The Captain said as he shoved a white bandana into Mickey's mouth and tied the to ends behind Mickey's head.

That's when it hit Mickey. He was being hazed. All of his worries just washed away.

Tim the “Tailor” pushed Mickey onto the bed and tied his feet together. Mickey let out a few moans and groans for the team. However the Captain wasn't buying it.

“By now you figured out that we are hazing you.” the Captain said. Mickey nodded.

“Well good. I'd rather you'd believe that and be more cooperative. However the truth is we found out that you are the son of the wealthy president and CEO of the O'Shea corporation. Our team need money. So we are going to keep you hear till Daddy pays up.”

Mickey's heart sank. His father was but a humble farmer. They have him confused with someone else. He tried to talk through the gag but it was no use. They wouldn’t believe anything he said at that point anyways.

“Now you sit tight while we get your daddy on the line.” the Captain said. All of the

teammates left with the captain.

Mickey struggled against the ropes but it was of no use. The more he struggled the

tighter the ropes got. He began getting more and more scared when he thought about what they were going to do him when they find out that he's not the guy they were looking for.

A hour went by and he had still not gotten loose yet. He worked on trying to push the gag out so he could scream for help but just he got it out, the Captain came back into the room and put his hand over Mickey's mouth.

“Shhhh!” he said as he then put the gag back in Mickey's mouth. “So we got a hold of your daddy, and I'm afraid he's not going to pay. He says his son is in his office as they

speak.” He laughed. “What a moron! Doesn’t even realize we just XXXX him. So I guess we are going to have to send him a message. I think one finger ought to do it.”

Mickey screamed through the gag. The gag plus the Captain's hand muffled the scream to a low noise level. “Tim! Bring in the equipment!” he ordered.

Mickey was now trembling with fear. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. In walked Tim holding a cooler, and he walked behind the bed and set it down. The captain was holding Mickey down so he couldn’t see behind him. He heard the cooler open.

“Alright Tim. Open him up.” the Captain ordered.

Mickey flinched when he felt something metal touching his finger. Then a loud noise

followed by silence. Why wasn’t he feeling any pain, Mickey wondered. He looked up at

the Captain, now with a shit eating grin.

“Did you really think there was even an O'Shea Corporation?” he said. All the team

mates walked back into the room laughing with beers in their hands. Tim just opened a beer bottle behind Mickey to scare him. “You were right the first time, Mickey. Nothing but hazing. We got you good.” he said as he moved the gag down from Mickey's lips.

“We've all gone through it.”

It took a moment to let it all sink in, but he laughed. “So can you untie me now?” he

asked.

“Nope.” the Captain said pushing the gag back in. “You got to get out on your own. You see every new member gets hazed this way. Then the next year the newest member gets to do the tying. Unfortunately for you, Tim, has a fetish about tying guys up. So I don’t think you'll be getting out anytime soon. But in the meantime, lets get this party started!”

Someone turned on the radio, someone set up beer pong, and everyone continued to drink more beer while Mickey rolled on the bed trying to get loose. Tim sat on the bed

and assured him that he would teach him all he knows about ropes for next year so he can get his revenge.

“Hell, man. I'll even let you practice tying me up.” Tim said.

Mickey was looking forward to the next year.

Then End.

Model: Mickey O'Shea

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:11/07/2013

TAGS: RUGBY, socks, shirtless, athlete, cleave gag, bad guy, grope, hand gag, story

The Grunt by Nick007

32 photos; 6:50 video

The Grunt by Nick007

For months now, Rex has been trying to join the army. First he couldn't join because of unpaid parking tickets. So he took the time to get those cleared off his record. Then he had to go through physical after physical. After what seemed like the millionth physical, his recruiter finally told him he was ready to join, and gave him his camouflage uniform. He told Rex to be ready at 0500 hours and be at the rendezvous point by 0600 hours.

Eager to please and start his new life, Rex was at the rendezvous point at 5:45 am, civilian time. No one seemed to have shown up yet. As he stood in front of the door to the building behind him, he decided to stand at attention, in hopes of getting a few extra brownie points. Rex was kind of a teachers pet, so he was always trying to get ahead by sucking up.

He used every bit of focus he had on standing at attention, that he did not even hear the door behind him open. That's when it hit him, and by “it” I mean a lead pipe. He was XXXX out before he even hit the ground. His XXXX body was dragged into the building by his unknown assailant.

He awoke several hours later in a daze. His hands were tied behind his back and he seemed to be blindfolded with some kind of tape. He tried to scream but thick layers of duck tape covered his mouth preventing any other noises but grunts. More rope pinned down his arms to his sides. He tried to stand up but, alas, whoever did this to him tied his feet together and his knees too.

Rex rolled around on the floor trying to get out, grunting heavily at his predicament. He wasnt so much mad that he's been XXXX, but that he went through all this trouble to join the Army and now he was not going to get to join. Even if he got out, the Army does not take very kindly to being late.

Rex heard the sound of a door opening and closing a moment later. He grunted loudly trying to get whoever opened the door's attention. Footsteps slowly could be heard walking towards him. He felt a hand on his face that was slowly peeling off the tape over his eyes. As focus slowly came back to his eyes, he did not recognize the man standing over him. Rex's eyes begged the man to untie him.

“Bet you thought you were bound for the military, huh son?” the man asked. “Looks like the Recruiter found us a nice one.”

Rex noticed another man standing in the corner smoking a cigarette. “But now you're just bound. Ha ha!” the man gloated above Rex. “Don't worry. You're still going away to a military type place, just not to the military. More like a military compound in Colombia. You'll work all day and be put through hell to toughen you up. Then XXXX to guard your position to protect the shipments. So you see, it's basically exactly what you signed up for.”

“Well until the boss uses you for his sick pleasures.” the other man mumbled.

“Oh it's not that bad, dude. You dont mind being put in a french maid's outfit and XXXX to dust, are you?”

Rex muffled through the gag as loud as he could.

“Sounds like a yes to me!” the man said. “Now you stay here. We're going to the van ready to transport you.”

The two men laughed as they walked out the door. This sent Rex into a scared state. He was no longer mad about not being able to join the military. His only thought was focused on getting out. He struggled against the ropes, despite the fact that struggling made the rope's knots tighter. He scooted over to the wall and hoisted himself up. He looked around the room trying to find anything to cut the ropes with. The room was basically empty though. He hopped over to the other side of the room. The wall on that side was unfinished and there were metal beams sticking out. One of the beams had a sharp edge to it. He leaned up against it and began rubbing the rope against it.

It took a few minutes but his work paid off. His hands were free. He quickly untied all of the ropes and when he was finally free of all the ropes, he ran to the window on the other side of the room, opened it up, climbed out, and climbed down the fire escape as fast as he could.

The two men walked back into the room and saw that their prisoner had escaped. The smiles they had on their faces, for doing a good job, quickly disappeared. “DAMN IT! Not again! We just got promoted from French Maid! ”

The End.

Grunt played by REX

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 12/20/2013

Tags: soldier, story, tape gag, boots, hopping

Struggle

26 photos; 6:35 video

Model: Donovan

Photography by Nick007

Date of Production: 7/16/2015

And check out Donovan's web-cam show for more sexy Donovan goodness by clicking here.

Pretty in Pink

20 photos; 4:28 video

Model: Kona

Bad Guy : Danny

Photography by Caitff

Date of Production: 07/25/2025

Tags: chair tie, suit, bad guy, gagging, hand gag, cleave gag, tape gag, dominated

Bare Ass Rugby Grope

31 photos; 4:23 video

Model: Danny

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/30/2025

Tags: blindfold, stuff gag, socks, athlete, exposed, butt, hog tie, rugby

Jumping

48 photos; 2:21 video

Bound Guy played by Holden Cox

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/08/2025

Tags: cleave gag, tape gag, hopping, socks, bad guy, grabbed, hands behind back, groped

Hog Tied and Helpless

25 photos; 3:29 video

Model: Jesse Daniles

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production: 10/05/2018

Tags: twink, hog tie, tape gag, boots, grope, bad guy

All Taped Up

30 photos; 5:30 video

Model: Derek

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/25/2017

Brotherly Love by Sammy

28 photos; 3:15 video

Obediently, Hector stood in place. His hands had been tied securely by a tight yellow rope, and the slack was looped around a ring in the wall like a leash. He knew he was not going to get get loose his brother Hal was an expert when it came to knots. Ocassionaly he would kneel down to rest his legs but when he knelt down he had to raise his arms because there was not enough slack to let him sit comfortably. His bother had thought of that to. Sit, stand he could do neither very long or very comfortbly. He waited patiently soon Sammy would arrive and then the fun could begin. Almost as if thinking about him was a summoning Sammy walked in holdng a camera and a duffle bag full of more rope and other bondage accesories.

Sammy and Hal talked in hushed tones occasionally glancing over their shoulders at Hector.

"Alright lets get started", smiled Sammy. Hector stood barely able to contain his excitement. His shoots for WWW.BOUNDGUYS.COM were always fun. Hal unleashed Hector from the wall and led him to the bedroom. Sammy was busy setting out more rope, and checking his camera.

While Hal began gathering up more coils of rope and binding his little brother. Firt he used the make shift leash to securely tie Hector's hands to his chest. After that Hal ordered Hector to kneel on the bed. Hal quickly gagged is brother then began binding his feet. Hetor bit into the gag as his brother lashed his feet together with more rope provided by Sammy. The ropes were so tight that he could hardly move around and struggle once he was securely tied. Sammy had started taking pictures and the bright flash made the room dance around. Hector strained and struggled and pulled against he tight ropes and they bit deeper into his skin. He twisted and writhed and tried and failed to extricate himself from them. Occasionaly Sammy would bark and ordr from behind the dazzling flash of the camera and Hector strived to obey as best he could. He had always enjoyed being bound and gagged. Finally he lay exhausted on the bed a thin sheen of sweat covering him.

"Hmm, not bad" said Sammy "but it looks like he needs a little more motivation to really struggle."

Hector's eyes got a little wider. He knew what was coming next. Why had he told Sammy that he was ticklish.

"Hal, if you could go help your brother out", smiled Sammy.

Hal started laughing "Sure."

Hector glared at his brother as he closed in on him.

"Don't worry little bro. Better you then me I always say."

Glad you feel like that.", chimed in Sammy. "I have you scheduled for a set tommorow."

"MMMhaaPPHHAAA", Hector nearly XXXXd on th gag as he laugh at the look on his brothers face.

Hal leared at his brother and then pounced on him and began tickling him. Hal's hands moved swiftly all over over Hector's body finding every single spot that was ticklish. Hector strained against the ropes and wriggled all over the bed twisting and turning trying to shield himself from his brothers assault. The bed springs creaked alarmingly and threatened to pitch the two brothers to the floor. Hector's face turned red from exertion and laughing into the unforgiving cleave gag. Finally he collapsed completely exhausted unable to struggle or laugh anymore he just laid there. That was when Sammy anounced he had enough footage and pictures. Hector rested sill tied while Sammy shut off his camera.

"Alright Hal, go ahead and untie him while I get set up for the next set of pictures.", said Sammy.

"Sure, you go ahead", responded Hal.

As Sammy exited Hector rounded on his littel brother. Hector twisted into a better positon for his brother to untie him. It usually takes about five to ten minutes to set up another set longer if Sammy gets distracted. I think I will go ask him about my shoot tommorow. You can get yourself untied right?" Hector laughed to himself as Hal left the room. Sammy had already told him that Hal's shoot would be a complete reversal of today. Hal would be all tied up and He would get to torture him.

The end

Hal as Himself

Hector as Himself

Photography by Sammy

Date of Production: 11/06/2006

Spanking It

26 photos; 6:32 video

Victim: Braxton

Bad Guy: Donovan

Date of Production: 06/10/2016

tags: nude, nudity, orgasm, stroke, grope, dominated, cleave gag, socks

Playing Games

20 photos; 4:49 video

The local soccer star was on his way to the game when he got... sidetracked

Model: Nick Armor

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/15/2025

Tags: shirtless, jock strap, twink, socks, blind fold, plug gag, dominated, bad guy

Hog Tied and No Where to Go

25 photos; 4:30 video

Model: Cody Jonson

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/10/2025

Tags: bare foot, hog tie, twink, tape gag

Hopping Away

35 photos; 2:12 video

Bound Guy played by Happy

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/02/2025

Tags: hopping, underwear, OTM gag, cleave gag, hands behind back, bad guy, grabbed

Carry On

20 photos; 5:16 video

Bound Guy played by Jesse Daniels

Bad Guy played by Chad

Date of Production: 11/24/2018

tags: cleave gag, shirtless, twink, grope, bad guy

Biker Against The Wall

25 photos; 4:55 video

Gagged Biker played by Jon Storm

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/18/2019

TAgs: leather, DILF, OTM gag, chair bound, grope, boots, jeans

The Fall Of Ronald Thatcher by Sammy

25 photos; 3:51 video

That's me, I had a lot of things going for me great job, plenty of money, prestige; not to mention my pick of the ladies and even the guys on occasion. Now, look at me cowering on the floor trussed up like a Christmas present. I am going to die here or at least wish I had. I never had any real friends they cost to much money and my family forgot about me a long time ago. Now, there is no hope not for me. There is only the memory of how I wound up in this situation.

My name not that it matters now is Ronald, People at the office called me Mr. Thatcher. Clients called me Ronald, everyone else calls me Ronnie. I was the youngest CEO of one of the most up and coming, prestigious corporations ever. From the moment our name hit the market it was an overwhelming success. Everything we touch turned to gold. My businesses sudden and spectacular success was due in no small part to my own unforgiving, cutthroat outlook on life. No, sacrifice was to great, as long as somebody else was making it. I was corrupt necessarily just unforgiving if you were not bleeding for the company you were not working for the company. Those first months I lost almost all my staffing because the lightweights could not handle the rigors of a fast-paced and diligent workplace. Casualties were high. Business causalities like ulcers, stress, and nervous breakdowns were commonplace. But the point is that in just a few short years I had put my company at the cutting-edge of success. Now that the company was there I was gong to make damn sure it stayed there no matter what. Sure, I stepped on a few toes! Of course feelings got hurt!

I suppose that is what eventually landed me here. Bound and gagged by an assailant the said he was hired by an individual I had hurt. He would not tell my the name of the injured party but he assured me after tonight it would be the only thing I could remember. I had just gotten home from the office. As I was loosening my tie a meaty hand was clamped so hard over my mouth I couldn't breath. MMmmPPppHHhh! I hadn't even removed my fucking shades. I turned to glare at the guy but all I could see was a thick arm extending from a body composed of towering muscles and hatred from the way he looked at me.

"You are Ronald Thatcher." It was not a question so much as a plain statement of fact. All I could do was stand there nodding stupidly. I was to terrified to scream.

"You will not be hurt as long a you obey my every command. A moment of hesitation, a refusal or anything short of an instant compliance and I will break you." Again a simple statement of fact. My now captor was also unnervingly well spoken. Much more than a common thug.

"Kneel" came the command. It was so unexpected it startled me.

True to his word my brief hesitation earned me a bone shattering punch to the ribs. He had hit me so hard the world went out of focus as I felt my knees buckle."I said kneel."

Once on the ground the surprisingly deft hands of my attacker wound me up in so much rope; that he seemed to pull out of nowhere. He wrapped it around and around my chest cinched in one smooth knot and then continued to wrap it around first one arm then across the back and around the other arm. Then with the slack he brought the rope down the small of my back bound my hands ifin four or five loops and wrapped the rest around my stomach and secured it around my wrists with a series of complex knots. The ropes bit through my thin dress shirt and chaffed against the skin of my wrists.

"You know,.." I began because he had released his strangle hold on my mouth to tie me.

"Quiet", he said as calmly as if he was describing the weather.

I clamped my mouth shut so fast my teeth made a loud and audible click. Then almost on cue they smeared a sticky strip of duct tape over my lips.

"Face the wall. I do not want to see your face." I quickly twisted by body to the wall the tight ropes constricting alarmingly. As the ropes tightened little slivers of pain crept up my spine. My gut still aching from his punch I did not want to do anything to incur his wrath again. Then he did something unexpected he stood up marched through my living room to the bedroom phone. I twisted painfully against the rope and looked over my shoulder. He had called someone I had no idea who he was talking to but I heard one phrase clearly. "I got him come on up." Was I about to meet the person in charge of my mistreatment. Suddenly he hung up the phone and spun in time to catch me watching him. Fuck! I was in trouble now. It took the massive man only a few strides before he was once more towering over me. The blows rained down on me from all sides it seemed. I twisted and writhed to no avail his punishment was harsh and brutal. All solid body XXXX. Finally, I surrendered completely. The rope had cut so deep because of all my squirming that I could barely move. Helpless I let him strike me time after time while I just whimpered like a dog.

"That was very stupid. I told you I did no want to see your face.", he said after one final punishing strike that took what was left of my breath. I lay there panting, broken and defeated when a the lingering silence between him and I was shattered by a gently almost methodical rapping on the door. In walked a very distinguished looking young man. He was dressed in designer everything from his shoes which were perfectly polished to the matching pinky rings here wore. One on each hand.

"Wrap up his legs.", he said in a calmly assertive voice. Obediently his thug bound more rope around and around my legs pinning them against each other. I once again struggled futilely in attempt to free myself. All I managed to do was kick off my shoes and get another beating from the big thug for my efforts. The knots he had tied were so very secure.

"Mmpphh, MMpphhMmmm, MMMPPPHHH!!" I screamed into the duct tape. I was finally trying to yell for help but like an idiot in my panic I had forgotten about the duct tape over my mouth. While I tried and failed to break free of the tight ropes or at least manage to make a loud enough noise for someone to hear the distinguished gentleman merely smiled his almond skin striking a sharp contrast to his blindingly white teeth. I know I had seen him somewhere before but my memory came to me only loosely through the pounding of my heart and the pain of my bruised and bound body. Then just as recognition settled in I felt the distinguished man hand caress my face so very gently and pull my shades down so he could see my eyes.

"Your eyes were always so green." Then I knew who he was. My old college roommate. He and I were best friends he had a rich family and was one of the most brilliant minds in the Young Business Men's League. He and I had been such good friends. No, he and I were lovers. Shortly after I broke it off with him he got beaten almost to XXXX by a bunch of our frat brothers that had found out he was gay. Fuck, that’s right the business had been his idea and after I let it slip to the fraternity he was gay I stole the idea and become the man I am now. My plan was foolproof though how had he tracked me down.

Almost as if he had read my mind he spoke, "You were not easy to find. But your most recent anonymous investor was my dad. He had remembered me always talking about you when I went home for summer. He decided to help fund your rise to the top. After that it was a simple matter to watch as you inevitably succeeded and wait for the right moment to extract my vengeance. Don't worry though you will find your new accommodations on my private island very much to your liking. You may even grow so appreciative of my unique form of vengeance you will beg me to continue. Here is a hint it involves one of our favorite toys from our college days." Fuck! What was he talking about. What did he have planned.

"Hogtie him and lets go." My ex said as he walked out the door. "And just so you don't get any ideas about this being all because of you betraying me in college; you should know that early today my father bought the majority of your company's stock in open trading. Without the CEO there that makes my dad the lead stockholder and places him in charge of your business So, really its all about the money. But vengeance, yeah, that works too."

All I could do was stare helplessly into space while the thug contorted my legs behind me in a painful hogtie and continue to whimper like a baby. My God, how the mighty had fallen.

The End

Ronald Thatcher played by Mickey O'shea

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/10/2006

tags: story, suit, tape gag, hog tie, socks

All Bunched Up

28 photos; 6:34 video

Model: Charles

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/04/2013

Tafs: nbude, nudity, tape gag, twink, bare foot

Head Wrap

15 photos; 6:09 video

Model:JD

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/05/2025

Tags: chair tie, dominated, gagging, gagged, hand gag, stuff gag, tape gag, blind fold, groped

Best of Friends

20 photos; 6:31 video

Little Spoon played by Adrien Fowler

Big Spoon played by Christopher Rotten

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/08/2025

Tags: nude, cleave gag, double, bare foot, grope, nude, nudity, fondle, dick tie, twink, tattoos

Self Serve

20 photos; 4:48 video

Model: Patrick

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/15/2025

Tags: hand gag, chair tie, nude, nudity, orgasm, dominated, fondle, bad guy, twink

Right to Keep Silent

25 photos; 6:12 video

Gagged Cop played by Alan

Bad Guy played by Nick007

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/21/2019

Tags: bad guy, gagging, hand cuff, uniform, bear, stuff gag, otm gag, tape gag, police

Never Talk to Strangers

18 photos; 4:42 video

Straight Jock played by Mike

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/13/2019

Tags: letterman, tape gag, grope, bad guy, dominated, bare foot

Rope Games by Vexville

24 photos; 5:25 video

Giovanni and Gabriel were playing some games on a saturday night, they were very friendly and knew each other very well, as the hour was already past the 23 hours and the parents of Giovanni only comes on Sunday, Gabriel claimed:

- I'm getting nervous with this, I do not stop losing this game, we have something else to do? -- Gabriel asked - why has no party to go today, or a movie to watch?

- Always has something to do! - Spoke giovanni

- Haha, I doubt - said Gabriel

- Ok then, I know a cool game! - Giovanni joked - the name of the game is "tied".

- You must be kidding! - Gabriel spoke

- No,I`m not - giovanni said - works as this, we begin with 10 points, you tie me and if I escape you lose a point, if I tie you and you escape I lose a point, who lost all points first has to do something you tell the other. The game continues until one of them lose all the points ...

Not understanding the full meaning of the game, Gabriel acepted play it.

- Right then - spoke Gabriel

- Cool, wait a second that I get the rope ... - Giovanni said leaving the room and going into the garage.

giovani when he returned, Gabriel was sitting in bed waiting and gabriel said:

- And who starts?

- Then let the luck decide ...

Gabriel won, and Giovanni, accepting defeat, waited to Gabriel order he to go over the bed.

Gabriel tied Giovanni by the wrists and elbows, as Giovanni had more experience, managed to escape.

Giovani, in another turn, tied Gabriel in the bars of the bed, in X, Gabriel had not much experience and can escape,

so the game continued, and as the bodies of both boys getting heated, they were taking out their shirts in last round, Giovanni tied gabriel and it was lying in bed, trying in vain to escape.

giovani then approached and gabriel turned up and started to take his hand on the sweaty chest of Gabriel, who was no reaction, and very nervous because of being tied on such position.

then Giovanni spoke:

- Gabriel, you never noticed, but I always liked you, always tried to be near you, and I would say "I love you"...

And then, giovanni approached the face of gabriel and kissed him.

but Gabriel, even though they are tied, said:

- You think I do not understand? I also like you, beauty fool.

and they kissed again,

- Untie me at once! - Gabriel protested that he was getting tired of that uncomfortable position.

- Why should I? - Asked Giovanni, with a Blindfold on the hand - with you so I can do many tricks with you, -- and put a Blindfold on gabriel

- what you gonna do? - Asked Gabriel

and Gioavanni, putting his hand on the exposed cock of Gabriel, said:

- we will let the night decide...

Model:Wolfric

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/24/2012

Tags: cleave gag, socks, story