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Gym Bunny Bound
18 photos; 4:54 video
Gym Bunny played by Andy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/11/2024
Tags: socks, muscle, hot tie, cleave gag
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The Unlucky Jogger
20 photos; 3:28 video
Model: Happy Heart Fellah
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/04/2023
Tags:cleave gag, hog tie, socks, athlete, outdoors -
Bound Slacker
23 photos; 5:19 video
Dante thought he would have a day off
He hought wrong
Model: Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/26/2017
tags: twink, cleave gag, socks -
Tight Hog Tie
26 photos; 5:11 video
Model: Wolfric
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/13/2013
tags: otter, hog tie, cleave gag, socks, underwear -
Wrastled by SoftTouch
30 photos; 2:48 video
“That’s right, Buddy, you're doing fine. Just keep following my voice now.”
Buddy didn't like this, but he had to obey and he had to keep following that strange voice through the darkness behind his blindfold. Buddy was very scared. He was scared that he might bump into something that would hurt in the dark. And he was very scared because he didn't know where the strange voice was taking him. And he was very scared because he didn't know what was going to happen to him when he got there.
Buddy had returned to his dorm room after a long day of classes to find a paper bag and a note waiting for him. The note was from the Delphi Fraternity. It was time for Pledge Buddy to be tested by his Frat Brothers so he had to follow the directions in the note exactly. Buddy had opened the bag to find a wrestling singlet that seemed too small for him along with a folded green bandanna and a folded blue bandanna.
At first Buddy had been a little excited as he followed the directions and took off all of his clothes and then squeezed his body into the thin singlet. But then he began to get nervous as he sat down on his bed and tied the blue bandanna tightly between his lips. Buddy had never been gagged before and the cloth felt kind of strange as it filled up his mouth and pressed against his tongue. And then his pulse rate really went up when he tied the softly folded green bandanna as a blindfold over his eyes.
Then he sat quietly in the darkness until he finally heard the door to his room open and the sound of strange footsteps coming toward him. “Do not resist us Pledge,” a strange voice said in the darkness. So Buddy didn't resist as he felt his hands being taken in other hands, and then he felt coils of rope being wrapped tighter and tighter around his wrists. And then the strange voice said “Rise and follow me.”
Buddy had followed the strange voice through the darkness for what seemed like a whole hour and now he had absolutely no idea of where was when the voice finally told him to stop. And then Buddy had felt hands, lots of hands, touching his body all over as he was turned this way and that while several strange voices murmured to each other. Why were they doing this?
Then those strange hands took hold of Buddy’s wrists and Buddy could feel busy fingers adding more rope to the coils around his wrists. And then Buddy heard a weird whirring sound and then he felt his bound hands being pulled up higher and higher over his head until Buddy had to stand up on his tiptoes. Then strange hands began touching Buddy’s body all over again, even in places that made Buddy blush. Buddy shook his head from side to side and begged into his gag for them not to touch him like that, but they just laughed at him.Suddenly the blindfold bandanna was ripped off of Buddy’s eyes. Buddy blinked at the bright light in the room. And then he was able to see four hooded figures hovering around him. Buddy couldn't see there faces so he didn't know who they were, but the tallest one pointed a long finger at Buddy and said “Don't go anywhere.” Then all of the other Hoods laughed as they all went out of the room.
Left all alone, Buddy could feel the sweat starting to drip down from his armpits and then a burning ache began in his shoulders and the small of his back while his arms continued to reach high up over his head. And then the sweat and the pain grew worse and worse until Buddy was really happy to see the four Hoods come back into the room.
Buddy whimpered and nodded his head gratefully when two of the Hoods lowered his arms and then untied his hands. And so he didn't even think of resisting while they pulled his arms behind his back and tied his hands again before they pushed him down to kneel on the floor.
“You belong to us now Pledge and we will do with you what we want,” the tall Hood said.
Then all four of the Hoods gathered around Buddy and began petting his hair and touching his skin and rubbing their hands all over the thin singlet cloth that was covering Buddy’s body. Buddy didn't like this, but the more he resisted, the rougher those hands became with his body. And then something unexpected happened to Buddy. His body began to get warm and tingly all over and it began to respond to those touching hands until Buddy was rubbing his body up against those hands as much as they were rubbing up against him. All four of the Hoods laughed in an evil way.
This scared Buddy and he tried to crawl away, but the cruel hands held him tight while they used more rope to bind his ankles together, and then even more rope to tie Buddy’s bound wrists to his bound ankles so that he was completely helpless, and then they pushed him down onto the hard floor.
Buddy moaned into his soggy gag and tried to wiggle away, but then the four Hoods knelt on the floor all around him and their teasing hands changed their tactics. Now they began to spank Buddy hard and soft all over, with the harder spanks coming each time he resisted their will, and the softer spanks coming each time that he obeyed their commands.
Then they made Buddy roll all around on the floor and rub his cruelly bound body up against the soft carpet until poor Buddy felt his nipples getting hard and a growing stiffness inside the thin cloth of the singlet. And soon that unprotected stiffness was being pinched and squeezed so much by the hard floor that there were tears in his eyes and he was softly whimpering into his gag.
The Hoods thought this was amusing and soon they were skinning the singlet down off of Buddy’s flushed body and exposing more and more of his tingling parts while their cruel fingers continued to tease and please him until Buddy was feeling very confused.
And then the tall Hood announced; “Now you will give up your cream.”
Buddy gasped in shock. They couldn't really expect him to do something like that – in front of everybody! Buddy shook his head from side to side and protested as loud as he could into his gag, but the Hoods just laughed at him as they pulled down his singlet to unveil just how big Buddy had become.
And then there was nothing Buddy could do to stop those strong fingers as they wrapped themselves around him, and nothing he could do to avoid the way they were slowly stroking him, and nothing he could do to stop his disobedient body from thrusting itself faster and harder inside of that strange hand. And all at once it was too much.
Buddy threw his head back, arched his back and then screamed into the soggy cloth that was stopping up his mouth while he felt his hot pistol shooting again and again and again.
Finally Buddy could shoot no more and he sighed heavily into his gag.
“That was very well done Buddy,” the tall Hood told him. “You have passed your first test. Now you are ready to move on to the next level.”
The next level, Buddy wondered while the blindfold bandanna was again tied over his eyes. What would the next level be like?THE END
Buddy played by Stan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/20/2005
Tags: cleave gag, athlete, bare foot, singlet, wrestler, hog tie -
Getting Off by Kurt
20 photos; 9:01 video
It had been three months since the burglary, but Derek couldn't get it out of his mind. Being overpowered in his own home by a masked intruder, XXXX to strip, bound, gagged and XXXX had been a frightening experience. Yet even while it was happening, Derek had found himself to be more intensely sexually aroused than ever before in
his young life. The feeling of helplessness, being dominated by another male, even the feel of the tight ropes and silencing gag had all combined into an unforgettable combination of fear and excitement. The burglar had promised him that if he cooperated, he wouldn't be hurt, and he had kept his word, unless you considered being tightly tied up and having your cock stroked to a massive orgasm being "hurt".
After the burglar had left, it had taken Derek another five hours to escape the ropes, and he had quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before calling the police. When they arrived, he still felt too humiliated to mention that he had been sexually XXXX, so he had told them that he had just been tied up and gagged by the intruder.
Derek could have sworn the handsome cop taking his statement had almost a twinkle in his eye as he asked whether he had been violated in any way. As Derek continued to lie, the cop had told him that there had been several other recent cases of single young men overpowered in their own homes, stripped, bound, gagged and played with before the thief had left with their possessions.
"So that didn't happen to you, eh?" the cop had asked, scanning Derek's sexy body.
"Uh, no," Derek lied, feeling his face flush and hoping the officer hadn't noticed. "He just tied me up, then left."
"OK," the cop had replied, "Must be a different guy. So I'll just put down breaking and entering, burglary and unlawful restraint, right?""Yes, please," Derek had replied meekly.
Now it was three months later and the thief had never been apprehended. Derek was still pissed over the loss of his cell phone, I-Pod and DVD player, as well as 200 hard-earned bucks. But when he thought back on that night, a chill still went up his spine...not fear, but excitement. And so he had bought some rope in the Home Depot on the way home to try and recreate the feeling of helplessness he had experienced on that night three months before. Stripping nude, he began to wrap the rope tightly around his ankles and knees. The reaction was immediate, as his ball sac began to swell up between his bound legs, and his cock began to put on serious weight. He took his time tying his hands. He wanted it to feel real, but had to make sure he could escape. He managed a good facsimile...the rope was snug around his wrists, but he knew a few minutes of twisting his hands in the right direction and he would be able to get loose. Finally, he reached for the strip of white adhesive tape he had had torn off and stuck to the bedboard and gagged himself with it. With his hands tied in front, he was able to grip his rod, and the feeling, combined with the thoughts racing through his head, was exquisite. Of course, during the actual robbery, he had been tied much tighter, with his hands behind his back and a much thicker gag on his mouth. But this was close enough, and Derek began to struggle around on his bed, pretending that he was once again a captive of a sexy, masked intruder. He couldn't explain why he was so turned on, but he didn't care as his hands stroked his beefy shaft. When he visualized the hot cop coming back to ask his some follow-up questions, dressed in that sexy, tight uniform, he exploded, soaking his hands and bush in a thick bath of hot juice. Yes, being a crime victim had traumatized Derek, and he'd never be the same again.....poor guy!The End
Derek played by Andre
photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/20/2005
Story: self bondage, tae gag, nude, nudity, orgasm, bare feet -
An Opportunity
34 photos; 5:00 video
To Be Continued
Bound Guy played by Danny
Friend played by CJ
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography: 03/16/2024
Tags: tape gag, blindfold, taped up, bare foot, bad guy, plot, exposed, groped -
Lost in the Woods
20 photos; 5:05 video
Model: Adam
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography: 03/04/2024
Tags: stuff gag, otm gag, jeans, outdoors, hopping -
Getting Back to Nature
24 photos; 4:07 video
Model: Rhett Tucker
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/29/2024
Tags: Outdoors, shirtless, stripped, butt, stuff gag, otm gag, butt, tattoos, muscle -
Sexy Boss
21 photos; 4:16 video
Sexy Boss played by Ron Jeffries
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production:08/17/2017
Tags: muscle, shirtless, groped, tape gag, socks -
This Bud's for You
39 photos; 2:58 video
Damn, why didn’t the sleazy bastard come home? I was getting tired of my perch up in this tree – I needed to pee and the bugs were driving me crazy. I was afraid that when I was swatting at them I was going to come crashing down to the ground, which would put a real crimp in my plans. Finally I heard a car slam – not a minute too soon in my opinion. My legs were starting to cramp, and my hands were getting so sweaty that I feared that I wouldn’t be able to handle my binoculars, let alone the lock picks. Ah, here he came – mutton trying to look like lamb. He didn’t fool me for one minute. I had made it my business to find out everything I could about him; and now I knew plenty. Once again I blessed the Internet, and my hacker friend. This scuzzy creep thought that he could blackmail me, did he? Well, I had quite a lot of damning information about him, and tonight I was going to use it. He was going to go down big time.
I put my binoculars to my eyes, praying that he followed his usual routine. I had had a PI follow him around and spy on him for me, but I had to handle this part of my scheme all by myself. I had already broken the law by breaking and entering, plus a few other things – things that I didn’t want anyone else to know about. Like the fact that I had substituted all the cans of beer in his fridge with a stash of XXXX beer. Now if only he did his usual thing…ah good. Through my binoculars I watched him open the refrigerator and pull out a can of Bud. What a slob, XXXX it straight from the can! Good, it should be only be a matter of minutes before…BINGO! The XXXX had worked had faster than I had expected. Through the window I saw him totter, and then fall. I clambered out of the tree and surreptitiously made my way to the door. Luckily for me, there were lots of tree and shrubs surrounding the house, making it almost impossible for the neighbours to see anything, but I didn’t want to take any chances. It took me less than a minute to get the door unlocked.
There he lay on the floor, out cold. I went into action immediately. Pulling his hands behind his back, I tied them together as tightly as I could. I hoped that the circulation would be cut off. Amputation was too good for this piece of work! Then I roped his feet together. Once he was nicely trussed up like a turkey going to market, I started going through his pockets. I knew that he kept the key to his strong box on his person at all times. I had found it just where the PI said it was, cunningly concealed beneath the floor. I didn’t know why he didn’t use a safety deposit box in a bank, but I blessed my lucky stars that he didn’t. I gave a sigh of satisfaction when I found what I was looking for. At the same time, I heard a feeble moan. The creep was coming to. I considered bashing him on the head to keep him quiet, but the sight of blood turns my stomach. Instead, I pulled a handkerchief and a bandanna from my pocket. Grabbing his short bleached blond hair, I grabbed his head. His mouth hung open, drool slowly dribbling down his chin. Yuck! I balled up the hankie and stuffed it into his mouth , and then tied the bandanna around his mouth to keep the stuffing securely in place. Then I let his head drop. It smacked the ceramic tiled floor with a satisfying clunk. Now I could go and get those documents.My jaw dropped when I saw the contents of the strong box. Not only did it contain what I was looking for, but also there were many other papers, photos, computer discs and best of all a huge stash of XXXXs. Scumbag wasn’t just a blackmailer; it seemed that he was a big time dealer as well. This was something that my investigator hadn’t found out. This was getting better and better. I gathered up the entire stash. I knew what I was going to do with it.
When I returned to the kitchen, XXXX Beauty was still out cold. I had yet another fiendishly brilliant idea as I looked down at him. I was really going to make this creep suffer. Working quickly, I retied him, propping him up against one of the kitchen cabinets once I had finished. There, that was MUCH better. He wouldn’t be able to move a muscle now, and if he did struggle, that rope around his neck should make things really uncomfortable for him. And this way, he would be XXXX to watch.
"Wake up time, you bag of shit. Come on, wakie wakie."
I accompanied by words with a few slaps to his face. It didn’t take too long for his eyes to start fluttering.
"MMMPHH. GGGWWMWHAT? MMMMUMMBASTARD! GGGULLBESORRY!"
I laughed in his face.
"No, YOU’RE the one who is going to be sorry. Lookee here. I’ve got all of your goodies. You have some really interesting things here. There will be lots and lots of people who will be glad to get their hands on this stuff. I imagine not all of them know who it was who was blackmailing them, but I’ll make sure that they find out. I imagine that Dominic Agostino will be very pleased to get these pictures back. And once he finds out that you were the one…tsk tsk, I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes."
"MMMMNOOOOO! GGGGUMCANT! MILLLGIBUMONEY!"
"Shut up, you sack of shit, I don’t want your filthy money. And look at this – this piece of paper you were using to blackmail me with you. As you pointed out, it has my prints on it – without the prints, it is worthless, so it doesn’t matter if you scanned it, or photocopied it. Watch it burn up."
The creep looked at me with burning hatred in his eyes as I pulled out my lighter and torched the paper.
"Now let’s talk about all of these XXXXs. I’m sure that you owe someone a lot of money for them, don’t you. Ooops, look at that. The bag ripped. Isn’t it too bad that it happened just over the sink? Oh, and this bag ripped too, and this one and this one. Gee, what a mess. All of that powder messing up your nice clean sink. I had better turn on the tap to clean it up."
"MMMNOOOOOOOOOOO! NNNODDDDONTTTTTTTTT!!!!"
Creep boy was going crazy as he watched me flush a fortune down the drain. I surmised that I was correct in my assumption that he owed some rather nasty people money for these XXXXs. He was in deep shit, and he was going to be in deeper shit once I mailed off a few packages of documents and pictures, explaining where they had come form. Dom Agostino alone would take care of this weasel, and there were others concerned who were almost as bad.
"Tata, enjoy your life. If I were you, I would think about getting out of town."
I blew him a kiss as I walked out of the house, full of satisfaction from knowing that I had rid this town of one particularly nasty parasiteThe Blackmailer played by Mickey O' Shea
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 02/05/2006
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Good Ol Boy By TBBM
28 photos; 4:22 video
Ezio was an aspiring country singer ready to impress the stage with his latest song detailing his last relationship. Needless to say the song itself was rather controversial as Ezio had hooked up an influential socialite on the down low.
Word had gotten back that Ezio was going to perform his song at a local event with media attention to capture the whole thing. The father of said socialite decided that Ezio had to be stopped. With a simple dial on his phone, he called the right man to deal with the blabbermouth singer.
Ezio woke up hours later in a room, not remembering how he gotten from the bar to his current location but he realized that the man who bought him a drink must have done something to it.
Ezio was on the floor, hog tied and gagged with an American flag bandanna. He struggled furiously in his bonds for several minutes, unable to free himself.
His captor eventually appeared, taking joy in aezio's predicament while telling him why he was hog tied and gagged.
Ezio begged to be released but the man laughed at him before unbuttoning Ezio's shirt and playing him for a bit.
Ezio watched in despair as the man left him on his own to struggle in his bonds along with the warning that if he ever performed the song in public that worse would happen to him.
Model: Ezio
Bad Guy: RodDate of Production: 03/14/2017
Tags: bad guy, cowboy, story, cleave gag, bandanna gag, shirtless, twink -
Playing with the Cowboy
19 photos; 5:12 video
Model: Dylan
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 03/03/2017
Tags: cleave gag, stroked, stripped, nude, bear, bad guy, fondled -
Play Thing
20 photos; 3:44 video
Bound Guy played by Cody Jonson
Bad Guy played by Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/06/2024
Tags: nude, hog tie, twink, bad guy, fondled, underwear, stuff gag, tape gag
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Nice Thick Gag
20 photos; 4:07 video
Model: Brian
Photography by Brian
Date of Production: 05/06/2024
Tags: gagging, stuff gag, OTM gag, hog tie
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Construction Worker
21 photos; 6:36 video
Model: Big Bad Woofs
Photography by Marco Grieco
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Date of Production: 05/29/2024
Tags: bear, jock, tape
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Rats in the Walls by Kirk
23 photos; 4:05 video
“It’s the Rats you have to worry about!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO. PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE”
Simon was hyperventilating in terror. He could not take being tied up another second. And this torment. “This fuck comes in and plays with me – terrorizing me,” Simon thought. Again his hands were on his body: pulling his shirt, playing with his chest hairs, shoving his hand over his mouth, playing with his hair, removing and replacing the sweat soaked bandanna that blinded him. Simon begged with his eyes and grunts, “several days…”
“It’s the rats you have to worry about….” His blindfold was replaced and the door was closed and locked. Simon screamed in the dark.
He tried to calm himself. He knew this was Jason’s big brother. And he knew why he was bound and gagged. He had competed with Jason in high school wrestling since they were freshman. Now seniors, the state games were tonight. A lot of scholarship money rested on these games. And Simon knew he could kick Jason’s ass.
But now he was all tied up in a basement, and listening to the sounds of scurrying feet. “Rats, fuckin RATS!”
Simon sat in his ropes, feeling the sweat ticking his chest as it ran down in rivulets. He smelt like shit. Again he strained against his bonds, getting nowhere. He remembered….
The XXXX in his ribs. The van. Jason and his brother hijacking him as he left his gym late. How Jason bound him. With rope. Simon cursed the shit out of them until a rag was shoved down his throat and he was tape gagged. “You’ll never get away with this…..” was his last words. “Isn’t that what they are supposed to say?” he thought as he was tied up.
But Simon liked being tied up. Jason had been tying him up since he was a kid. So being in ropes was a treat, even though he really was being XXXX and held against his will.
He struggled while being roped, but Jason was good. Around and around his crossed wrists Jason applied the rope. “Glad you have a tank on; this rope will give a nice burn to your upper arms. Come on Simon, you like this.” Simon just grunted as Jason looped the rope around his chest and lashed his arms to his side. He and his brother marched the bound youth to their basement. Simon felt the veins popping in his bound arms as they numbed up.
Dumped into a chair. His feet and legs roped. Slapped in his face and punched in his gut by his captors, he was left.
For eternal hours.
Now the panic returned. “It must be the rats.” Simon went ballistic – squirming against his bounds, only multiplying his rope burn and numbness. H began to scream in terror.
Jason’s brother returned. “What am I going to do with you?” Simon just begged. “You know we have to get rid of you. You will talk. Can’t have that. Sit quiet to midnight. Then we will go for a ride on our boat. Heard you were a great swimmer - swim as good as you wrestle. Should be fun watching you swim with your hands, arms, legs and feet bound with ropes!”
Again darkness. Simon was about to give up, when he remembers he Swiss knife he always carried. He fumbled with his fingers, panting for breath, and got the knife in his tied hands. Working fiendishly, he was able to open the blade and saw his hands free. He pulled his arms in front of him, and untied his feet and legs. He crashed against the door, it sprung open, and Simon was running, his chest and upper arms stilled circled with rope.
Simon never called the authorities. He inflicted his own blackmail as punishment. Jason disqualified himself and Simon won the scholarship. Each weekend for a year Jason and his brother reported to Simon's basement where there were bound together, gagged, and left to spend Saturday night alone in the dark nicely tied up.
The End
Date of Production: 08/29/2007
TAgs: blindfold, chair tie, tape gag, twink, story, bad guy, dominated
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Slacker
26 photos; 3:43 video
Model: Matthew
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/09/2012
Tags: tape gag, twink, socks, hog tie
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Dante Returns by LAshyguy
27 photos; 6:04 video
Dante hadn’t been back to Peoria in two years, not since he broke up with his boyfriend, Logan. It was a rough breakup, one that left Logan completely devastated due to the circumstances. Dante had been offered a great job in Los Angeles, one that would benefit his career immensely. Plus, the thought of leaving a small town for a big city was always part of Dante’s plan, despite Logan’s protests. Logan was perfectly happy staying in his home town: He had a steady job and a man he loved, all that he wanted out of life. So when Dante came home one day and told him he was leaving for Los Angeles, Logan felt his heart sink.
When Dante arrived in Peoria, he made certain that Logan was unaware of his arrival. Logan was extremely possessive during their relationship, and the last thing Dante wanted to do was reopen old wounds. Dante was careful enough to make sure Logan didn’t know about his trip to Peoria…or so he thought.
While Dante was standing in line at a coffee shop, one Logan and he never went to while they were together, he was extremely surprised when Logan walked through the door. Not wanting to be a complete jerk, Dante turned and greeted his old lover.
“Logan,” Dante said with a smile.
Logan eyed Dante with complete shock, “Dante?! I can’t believe it.”
Logan immediately embraced his ex. Dante returned the sentiment.
“What are you doing here,” Logan asked.
“Oh…just visiting for a couple days.”
“That’s great. Let me buy you a coffee.”
“No, that’s not necessary.”
But saying no to Logan never worked. It wasn’t long before Dante was leaving the coffee shop after an awkward conversation with Logan.
“I’m so glad I bumped into you,” Logan said as they walked down the block.
“Yeah, me too,” Dante lied.
“Hey, wanna see my new ride,” Logan asked.
“Um…I really have to…”
“It’s right here man,” Logan said, pointing at the van across the street.
“You bought a van?”
“Yeah. I opened up a delivery service as a side business. Come check it out.”
“Okay, but after that I really need to be going.”
“Sure thing, Dante.”
Dante approached the van and wondered what all the fuss was about. There didn’t seem to be anything special about it. There wasn’t even any lettering or design on the side depicting some sort of business, a thought Dante would reflect on later.
Logan opened up the back door of the van and stood aside. Dante peered in, completely confused at what he saw…only a single red gym bag was sitting on the floor.
“Logan, there’s nothing…”
Before Dante knew what was happening, Logan shoved Dante into the fan and slammed the door shut.
“Logan, what are you doing,” Dante asked as Logan pinned him to the floor.
“Just getting my quality time in with you before you go,” Logan said as he pulled Dante’s arms behind him. Logan quickly pulled a length of red rope for his gym bag and began tying Dante’s wrists.
“Logan, are you out of your damned mind? This is XXXX.”
“Admit it…you came back here to see me. I saw your posting on Facebook.”
“I didn’t post anything…” were the last audible words out of Dante’s mouth as Logan gagged him with a red bandana.
“You think I can’t read between the lines, Dante,” Logan said as tied Dante’s ankles together, “You were never good at being cryptic. That’s why I borrowed this van from a buddy of mine. We’re gonna spend some quality time like the old days…before you left me.”
“Mmmppphhhh….mmmmppphhh.”
“Just keep quiet and let me do all the talking. Now sit still.”
Dante tried fighting back, but with his hand tied behind his back and his feet tied together, there wasn’t much he could do. Before long, Dante’s arms were secured at his side. More rope pinned his legs together. A sense of panic began to set in as Logan jumped into the driver’s seat and started the van.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” Dante screamed as the van peeled off. He had been XXXX in broad daylight by his ex-boyfriend, and nobody noticed.
Fifteen minutes later, the van came to a stop. Logan opened the back of the van and very calmly pulled Dante out and slung his captive over his shoulder. Dante took in his surroundings and was unnerved to discover they were in an abandoned industrial area. Dante struggled as Logan carried him to what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.
Logan carried Dante up a flight of stairs, down a long dilapidated hallway, and into a fairly bare room. Logan dropped Dante onto a futon, then sat down beside him.
“That was more difficult than it should have been…and it’s all your fault.”
“Mmmmppphhh….mmmpphhhh.” Dante said with pleading eyes.
“Oh, those puppy dog eyes aren’t gonna work on me now, Dante. Not after two years. I’ve thought about you every single day. And I knew you were going to come back. And now your mine again, and I’m never letting you leave.”
Dante threw his head back on the futon in frustration, and that’s when he saw it. Taped to the wall was a collage of images, all of Dante, from childhood to just last week at a bar in Los Angeles.
“I made that for you,” Logan said with a creepy smile as Dante realized Logan was no longer possessive; he was a complete psychopath.”
Dante thrashed about, desperately trying to untie himself, but as he did, Logan scooped him into an embrace.
“Go ahead. Get it out of your system,” Logan said as he leaned his head against Dante’s, giving a loving smile that chilled Dante to the bone.
Even in his grasp, Dante struggled mightily to break free, but it was no use. There were far too many knots in places he couldn’t reach. It wasn’t long before Dante had exhausted himself and relented.
“Good. I don’t want you getting tired on me. The day is still young,” Logan said.
Dante watched as Logan stood up.
“Now, I’m going to go out for a bit and make us a delicious, romantic dinner. And after that, I’ll remind you why you loved me so much when we were together.”
Logan exited the room, locking the door behind him.
Dante knew this would be the only opportunity to escape, and he did everything in his power to do so, twisting and stretching to the point where he felt his muscles pulling. Dante managed to loosen the ropes securing his legs. He set to work on his ankles next. He stretched his fingers to the point where his arms were pleading with him to stop, but it was now or never. The knot came free in his grasp, and Dante untied his legs, which were now completely free.
Dante tried his hardest to untie his arms, but it was a futile effort. The ropes around his wrists were too tight. Dante stood up and walked to the door. Locked. Dante kicked on the door several times.
“MMMPPPPHHHH! MMMMMPPPPHHHH!” he shouted, but no reply reached his ears.
The sound of a truck caught his attention, and Dante rushed to the window and smiled through his gag at what he saw. Two construction workers were pulling in near the building. Dante XXXX on the glass as hard as he could, but the two men couldn’t hear him. Finally, in a final act of desperation, Dante took a couple steps back and kicked the window repeatedly. After a few tries, the glass splintered.
Dante rushed back to the window and made eye contact with one of the workers. Seconds later, the pair rushed inside. Dante crumbled to the floor. He was completely spent. But when the two men reached his door and started XXXXing, Dante called out to let them know he was here. The men broke the door down, and Dante was saved.
THE END
Model: Dante
Model: Logan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/13/14
Tags: cleave gag, dominated, twink, bad guy, socks
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Silky Pajamas By: Nick007
32 photos; 5:53 video
Finally! Dean's work week was over and he could finally get some rest. He had a long week of working construction and was looking forward to good long rest. Too bad someone else had other plans for him. Little did Dean know he was followed from his job everyday for the past month.
The man had a things for bears and Dean fit the part perfectly. He liked to think of himself as a bear trapper. He liked to find a bear, follow him home, tie him up, and have his way with them. So when he saw Dean working on a construction site, working hard with his shirt off, he knew he had to have him. So the man stalked Dean for many days and learned all his patterns and schedules. The man knew the right time to attack would be when Dean was worn out from the work week and too tired to fight back.
So he waited for Dean to come home that Friday afternoon and silently picked the lock on the front door. As he walked in he found Dean aXXXX on his bed in his silk pajamas. 'Very nice' he thought. He pulled out a concealed item and walked over to the hibernating bear. He put his hand over Dean's mouth. Dean woke with a startle and grab the wrist of the hand gagging him but stopped when he saw the XXXX. The man was surprised at the XXXX his wrist was grabbed. He thought Dean would be too tired to do anything about it. It's a good thing he brought the concealed item for intimidation.
“What do you want? My wallet is on the table. Take it” Dean begged.
“Shut up and on your stomach!” the man demanded.
Dean did as he was told. The man began tying Dean's hands behind his back. Then the feet and ankles, followed by rope around Dean's chest.
“Why are you doing this?” Dean asked.
“That's quiet enough out of you.” the man said as he gagged Dean with a bright blue bandanna. He pulled the XXXX back out to reiterate who was in charge here. Dean settled down for fear of his life. “Good boy. You deserve a reward.” The man pulled down Dean's pajamas to reveal a surprise. “Well well well, it looks like I trapped a bear that likes captivity!”
The hunter of bears began to feel the shaft of his captive audience. Dean moaned into his gag. He pushed dean over to reveal his next play toy. The nicely shaped ass had a shamrock tattoo on it. “Well it looks like it's my lucky day. Gone and found myself a lucky clover.” the hunter said ironically.
The hunter fondled every part of prey. Dean hated how much he was enjoying this. Every stroke of his shaft brought him closer and closer to what he wanted. However the hunter was an awful man and would stop the moment Dean got close.
CLICK! CLICK! The hunter began sXXXXping pictures. “Just in case you plan on telling anyone of this. If you do I'll release these photos all over the internet. You'll be the laughing stock of your construction crew.”
Being a construction worker can be hard, but the hardest part might possibly be your co-workers. It's a very testosterone filled profession. If these pictures got out, it would make his life a living hell.
After a couple of hours of fun for the hunter, he got up and walked to the front door. “Well it's been fun, but I must be off now. You should be able to get out of the ropes in a couple of hours.” the hunter said while laughing. “Oh and by the way.” He pulled the concealed item back out and pointed at Dean. Fear shot up and down Dean's body. Why would he do this?! He had enough blackmail to keep him quiet. Why shoot him now?! Dean closed his eyes and accepted his fate like a man.
“Goodbye, bear.” the hunter said manically.
Dean felt a cool spray hit him in the face. He opened his eyes and realized that the concealed item was a water concealed item. Angry that he was tricked so easily, he bucked wildly trying to escape his bonds.
The hunter laughed as he gave a wave and walked out the door.
The End.
Model: Dean
Ropework by: Nick007
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:03/21/2013
Tags: bear, cleave gag, fondled, exposed, dominated, story
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First Day on the Job
29 photos; 5:19 video
Intern played by Kona
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/25/2024
Tags: tape gag, suit, bad guy, dominated, gagging, socks
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Out on the Farm
19 photos; 6:55 video
Model: Lucas
Photography by Marco Grieco
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Date of Production: 11/08/2022
Tags: cleave gag, shirtless, outdoors, muscle
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Sharing a Room
25 photos; 3:18 video
First Bound Guy played by Jean LeFaun
Second Bound Guy played by Trixster
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography: 01/27/2024
Tags: nude, nudity, cleave gag, double, back to back, bare foot
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My Roommate and my English Paper by John
26 photos; 5:57 video
So I come home from school one day to find my roommate is out working at the local fast food restaurant trying to earn a living since he decided that he was too good to go to college after we graduated high school. That’s cool with me, but it is his loss really. I had this fifteen page paper due in my English class and didn’t feel like going back up to school to use the computer lab, so I figured I would just use my roommate’s laptop since he leaves it in the living room all the time. It’s not like I have to sneak into his room or anything.
I pull up a chair and pull the computer out of XXXX mode. I go to fix myself a drink while his computer “comes to” out of its hibernation. I get back to the computer and need to look some stuff up on Wikipedia, the college students best new friend when it comes to research. Now I know it isn’t the “best source” for information, but you know what, it does a hell of a job when one is in a hurry.
I go to load up the web browser and notice that there is already one on a tab at the bottom of the screen. So I just go ahead and click on it. It pops up. HOLY SHIT!! I can’t believe my eyes! There on the computer screen is my English professor! And not only is it my English professor, the picture on the screen is taken on MY couch in MY living room that I’m sitting in now!
I could not believe my eyes. What has my roommate been doing? Even better, what has my English professor been doing at MY apartment? WOW! I started looking at all the pictures of my English professor. They were really HOT! I couldn’t believe my professor looked like that. All I ever saw him in was a two-piece suit with a tie. And boy did I think he was a stuck-up Republican who was WAY right. He tore me apart on my last paper about gay marriage. So when I came upon the picture of him with his rock hard cock sticking out of his pants. I laughed out loud. Not because of his cock, but that it shocked the hell out of me. He has a beautiful cock. Damn, I wonder if he has a partner?
The most shocking thing of all, was not that there were pictures of my English professor on my roommates laptop, but that my English professor was bound and gagged in all of these pictures. That made him look even hotter! I don’t think I will ever forget how he looks. I wonder if my roommate was doing this to him. Did he have help? Did he NEED help? Because I know I would be the first in line to volunteer to do whatever. Would it really be a teacher-student relationship if I tied up my teacher and teased him? Only one way to find out…
The end?
The English Professor played by Lyle
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/21/2006
Tags: muscle, tape gag, bare foot, bad guy, fondled, dominated, exposed, story
