Sports Fans

30 photos; 5:35 video

Sports Fan One played by Jon Storm
Sports Fan Two played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Rope Work by Lex


Date of Production: 11/15/2018

The Pledge by Kurt

22 photos; 4:41 video

 

"OK, pledge...STRIP!!"

Simon swallowed hard as the pledgemaster glared at him.  He wanted to be accepted into the fraternity, and he knew that there would be some weird hazing rituals involved, but he had no idea what they would be.  He was in the middle of a circle of frat brothers, and the idea of stripping in front of the leering seniors made him blush from head to toe.  The basement of the frat house was cold and damp, but Simon slowly did as he was told until he was shivering in his CK boxer briefs.

"All the way, asshole,"  the pledgemaster barked.  "And put this on!"

He held out a skimpy jockstrap with a bright red pouch.  Simon slipped the sexy garment on, adjusting his package to fit into the tiny pouch, accompanied  by the snickers of the frat boys.  As he bent down to pull the straps up his legs, his exposed ass received a  stinging slap from an anonymous hand behind him.

 

"HEY!" Simon protested weakly, and immediately he was gagged with a red bandanna that matched the now-bulging red pouch he wore.

"Mrrffffff!" Simon grunted, as the cloth was tied tightly into his mouth.

He was pushed and prodded, and his arms were twisted behind his back.  His wrists were quickly tied with white rope, and he was thrown down onto a rickety old wooden chair.
More rope was quickly tied around his upper arms and chest, and his legs were stretched back and tied to the rear chair legs.

"Here's the deal," the pledgemaster said, smirking.  "You get one half-hour to get out of the ropes.  You have to struggle the whole time or it doesn't count.  If you DO get loose, you don't make the cut.  If you struggle with your full strength the whole half-hour and still DON'T get loose, you pass!"

Simon winced as the pledgemaster used a marker to write "PLEDGE 1" on his chest.  As the frat brothers left the basement, each one gave Simon's exposed package a stroke through the thong-pouch.  By the time the last member left, poor Simon was as hard as a brick.  He started struggling as he'd been instructed, and the ropes held.  He thought maybe he could work the gag out of his mouth using his tongue, but then he thought that would be held against him, so he left it in place.  He was even afraid to make too much noise while he struggled in the ropes, so he kept his gagged moans to a minimum.

It seemed like hours before the frats returned. 

"Good job, buddy! You're still tied up tight, just the way we like our pledges!  You pass!"

Simon smiled beneath his gag. "An ah et uty ow?" he grunted, the rough translation being "Can I get untied now?"

"You pass Phase One!" the pledgemaster said, grinning evilly.  "There are TEN phases to the first round of initiation....and you will be kept bound and gagged through them all. Now, are you ready for Phase Two?"

Simon moaned in defeat and nodded meekly.

 

 

Guess Who!? by XXXXfreak

32 photos; 3:49 video

 

 One day Ramone was waiting for his friend to come over. He was very excited he and this particular friend always seem to have a ton of fun. He waited in a nice white t-shirt and short shorts. Suddenly the door to his apartment opens. Ramone says "I think it'll be a little more exciting now that you can let yourself in and sort of surprise me!"

 

The person who entered the room demands in a a raspy unidentifiable voice "Turn your face towards the head of the bed and don't look!" Ramone does as he is told and says "I love what you are doing to your voice it adds a lot to the scenario."

 

The mysterious voice says "Get closer to the bed, almost hug it." Ramone does as he is told and trying to smile at his friend he looks towards the man. As soon as Ramone turns his head the man shouts "Don't look at me! Put your face on the bed! Now put your hands behind your back!" Ramone does as he is told.

 

 The man gets on top of Ramone and ties his hands. Ramone then says "mmm. that feels good!" "Now your legs!" shouts the man. Ramone moves his legs from their spread position to close together. The man then takes more rope and ties his feet together. Ramone shouts at the man "Tighter!". The man listens and tightens it! "Oh yea! Now I can really struggle!" Ramone says happily. Ramone lies on the bed and rolls around struggling. "Now what do we do?" Ramone asks.

 

The man gets on the bed, and Ramone gets a glance at him. Ramone shouts, "You aren't--" His shout is cut off when the man takes a red bandanna and ties it around his head gagging him. Now that Ramone realizes something is wrong he continues to roll on the bed this time with the intention of actually becoming free. He tries to shout through the gag but all the comes out is "mmpph Mmpph"

 

 

"Stop struggling you aren't going to free yourself" shouts the man. At this point Ramone sits up on the bed and stops trying to scream. "Good boy! Now I can have my fun!" The man goes towards Ramone and pulls his white shirt over his head exposing his hairy upper chest. As the men pushes Ramone back to the bed and lounges on top of Ramone, he starts to shout again.

 

 

The End?

 

Bonus Story 1

 

The Guy From the Gym

 

By Bobthename

 

Phil had just gotten home from the gym, he pulled up in front of his house and noticed his bedroom window was open, it wasn't open before he left so he became a little worried. He immideatly got out of his car and entered his house. He was on his way to his room when a man holding a XXXX told him to follow him.

 

Phil listened to the stranger and walked with him to phils room. When they got there the man told phil to lay face down on the bed. Phil slowly did as he was told. After he was on the bed the man directed Phil to put his arms behind his back and keep quiet. Phil nervously asked what was going on but the man ignored him and instead started to loop rope around phils wrists. Once his hands were bound he went to phils ankles and tied them tightly together. Phil was now bound hand and foot, lying helplessly on his bed.

 

The creepy man then sat next to phil on the bed and pulled a red bandana out of his pocket. "Guess what this is for my friend?" said the stranger as he tied the bandana firmly around phils mouth. Phil tried to talk but the gag was so tight all he could say was "mmmmmpph!"

 

Finally the man started to talk. "Phil, I've been going to the same gym as you for the last 8 months and have wanted your body since day 1 and today I decided I'll have it" Phil squirmed and made gagged grunts trying to get loose.

 

The XXXX then turned phil over so he was now on his back. Phil looked him in the eye and tried to talk.

 

"Relax" said the stalker as he gently corressed phils muscular thighs, "your gonna feel things you've never felt before my friend" Phils eyes grew wider as the man started to massage his crotch. Phil helplessly tried to get loose but had no luck, the knots were way to tight. The next thing Phil knew his own groin was being fondeled and his shirt pulled over his head. He screamed into his gag but was totally ignored by the cloth that was shoved in his mouth. The horny predator then yanked Phils shorts to his knees and placed his mouth around phils manhood. Phil squirmed like never before but only succeeded in tiring himself out. The man had no mercy on phils cock, and after he was finished he turned phil back over to his stomach.

 

"Guess what time it is now my little sex toy?" said the pervert, "mmmm, finally that lucious butt is mine", Phil mmmmphh'ed into his gag as his virgin ass was totally abused....

 

Fin

 

Bonus Story 2

 

"Who Are You?"

 

by Jockboy

 

Ramone loved to jog after a hard day's work. On this particular day he was even happier due to the fact that his girlfriend was gone for a business trip for a whole week!

 

As Ramone returned from his hour long jog he failed to notice the door to his apartment was unlocked. Ramone took no note of it as he walked inside and locked the door behind him. He went into his bedroom and flopped down on his bed, exhausted from his run. In a couple minutes he was already snoring.

 

He failed to notice the man in black entering his room. The man set a small black bag down and opened it, pulling from it a long coil of white rope. The man began to quickly bind Ramone's wrists together behind Ramone's back. As soon as that was done he began working on Ramone's ankles. Soon enough they were quickly and efficiently bound as well.

 

Suddenly, Ramone began to stirr. "What the hell?" Ramone wondered aloud as he was unable to move his hands or feet. Seeing the man Ramone got defensive. "Who the hell are you?" Ramone demanded to know.

 

Not to his liking, Ramone was quickly silenced as the man stuffed a red bandanna between Ramone's teeth and knotted the ends tightly behind his head. Ramone grunted and yelled from behind the gag at the intruder in hopes of getting him to leave him alone. Ramone got more defensive as the man began pulling up Ramone's shirt and massaging his chest. Ramone could only lie helpless as the man began to feel every inch of his bound and gagged body.

 

 

 

End

 

 

 

 

 

The Debt by Caitiff

35 photos

 

Mark was in trouble. He had always had an unlucky streak but he had been so sure that this time would be different. Unfortunately for Mark, it wasn't.

 

Donny the Breaker, the local bookie told Mark that he owed at least twenty grand and he meant to collect. problem was, Donny knew full well that Mark didn't have that kind of money. But at the same time, Donny couldn't let Mark slide. He had to be made an example of. Donny wanted his money but a leg breaking wouldn't get it. Then a contact of his made an offer.

 

 "All right kid, this is what you are going to do. Do everything you are told and you can consider the debt paid in full. Don't, and we take it out of your hide. Got it?"

 

Mark didn't have much choice and agreed. So he soon found himself in a hotel room standing bare ass naked, surrounded by Donny's goons. Mark didn't know exactly what was going to happen but what little he could gather was that he was being "hooked out" to some guy and the guy was kinky. Mark wasn't sure he liked the idea of some perv fondle his privates, but he hated the idea of having his privates cut off even more. Mark figured he could put up with one dirty old man for one night.

 

What Mark didn't know was the hoods that stood guard over Mark had different orders. This wasn't just simple prostitution. They were supposed to get this guy ready under very specific instructions.

 

 Mark was ordered to turn around and put his hands behind his back. He did so and soon found his hands bound securely with tape. Mark wasn't sure he wanted to be bound but again, what choice did he have? But the hoods didn't stop at his hands. They then went to his feet and started wrapping them first in Saran wrap, then in tape. Soon Mark's legs were wrapped up tightly in tape like a mummy up to his groin.

 

"Keep the ass and dick exposed. 'One goon said to the other, " We got orders."

 

Mark's crotch and ass were left bare but his upper body was not and soon it too was mummified tightly in tape. Mark was getting hot and uncomfortable and increasingly unwilling to continue. How the hell was he supposed to have sex with anyone while wrapped up in tape?

 

 "Ok, Uhh guys, sorry. I've changed my mind. I want out. I'll find the money some other..mmmpph!" A thick piece of tape wrapped around his head cut off Mark's words.

 

"You don't get it, do you punk? You ain't got any choice anymore. You just sold yourself for good!"

 

Mark didn't like what the goon was saying. But bound up and gagged, he could do nothing as he was placed on the bed except roll a little from side to side and make pathetic grunting noises.

 

Just then Donny the Breaker and another man who Mark didn't know came in. The strange man looked over Mark, the way someone might look over a piece of meat. Then, the man began feeling mark up, especially rubbing his dick and balls. Despite himself, Mark began to get hard. It's was embarrassing as hell to get aroused while bound, gagged and surrounded by a lot of other guys. But Mark's dick had a mind of it's own.

 

 

 "He's definitely responsive." The man said," and he seems to have a tight body, just like you said. Not too muscular but firm. Let's check his ass out."

 

Mark was flipped over and his butt cheeks pinched and squeezed by the strange man. Mark was both mortified and confused. Was this guy going to have sex with him right now in front of everybody?!

 

"Ahh, excellent. A great ass, just like you said. And where's he going, that's important!"

 

 Where I'm going?, Mark thought. hat was going on.

 

"Yes, the man continued," He young enough to still be trainable and the horny but submissive ones are always easy to train anyway. I'll give you thirty thousand for him."

 

"That would be fine." Donny said then turned to his goods," Cover his eyes for the trip. He don't need to see where's going."

 

 

 Mark's eyes were covered with more tape.

 

"I can send you the money and then transport this young man to the ranch where he can meet the others. Pleasure doing business with you." the Man said before mark heard him walk away.

 

"Mmmpphha mmmm!" Mark grunted desperately through the tape gag as he struggled to loosen the tape that bound him. The tape held, however.

 

 

 "Relax kid. It's done. "Mark heard Donny say." What, did you think somebody would pay twenty thousand for a one night stand with you? Sorry, but you're going to be a rich guy's bondage buddy for a good long while. Enjoy it. You ain't got a choice."

 

Oh Shit, Mark thought as he rolled from side to side in a vain effort to free himself. But he soon realized that Donny the Breaker was right. There was nothing he could do to stop being sold into slavery.

 

At least he would be debt free.

 

The End?

 

Mark played by Drew

 

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 10/04/2002

Hudson HogTied

25 photos; 4:21 video

Model: Hudson
Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 06/13/2019

Never Talk to Strangers

18 photos; 4:42 video

Straight Jock played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/13/2019

Cuddles

40 photos; 4:10 video

Cuddle Buddy played by Alan
Bad Guy played by Nick007
Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 05/21/2019

Taking a Break by Caitiff

21 photos; 4:50 video

 

 

Greg played by Chad
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:12/07/2012

Jakob

29 photos; 5:23 video

Model: Jacob
Photography by Kevin at Bound Jeopardy

Date of Production: 04/29/2012

The Purloined Letter pt 2 By Fidelis

38 photos

"MMMMPHHHNNOOOOOGGMJEFF!"

I was getting tired of listening to the librarian squeal like a stuck pig. If I had the time, I would give him something to squeal about – having a fondness for beefy blondes, I wouldn’t mind having some fun with him. At the moment, though, I had more important things on my mind. I wanted those documents, and I wanted them badly. I loved amateurs – this idiot thought he was so clever, but he hadn’t covered his trail. Once I knew what he was offering for sale, it didn’t take me any time to find out who he was, where he worked and what he was doing. It had only taken a couple of drinks to get his dimwitted partner to blab. Now that I thought about it, it did sound as if he was trying to say Jeff. Hmmm, perhaps we were going to have company. I took a break from turning over the librarian’s pathetic hovel. I wanted to catch the dimwit security guard from the library as he walked in.

"Hands up, asshole. Yeah, you! Who else do you think I would be talking to? Get over there by the blonde. And don’t say a word!"

Once he had managed to get his jaw up from the floor, the dimwit moved over to stand by the librarian. Sheesh, I wouldn’t want him guarding anything that I valued. It was shocking the way that these university libraries cut corners. They were just asking to be robbed if they couldn’t hire good professional help to protect their treasures..

"That’s right, get down by your hunky blonde friend. Hands behind your back, and don’t make a noise, or I’ll blow your feeble brains out!"

The security guard was as meek as a little lamb. Without a word, without putting up the slightest struggle, he placed his hands behind his back, and allowed me to truss him up. What a wuss! I took my handy role of tape, and XXXX a strip between his teeth before wrapping some more around his head. That would keep the idiot quiet. Now it was time to resume my search. I headed off to the bedroom – I was starting to run out of options here. But I needed the Poe. The things that I had found so far were very nice – I wasn’t going to toss them, they would round out my collection. But the Poe letter - those were the jewels in the crown.

"GGMMMMPHHMMPPP!"

What the hell were those two up too? I took a peek – one of them had some brains. They were trying to untie each other. That wouldn’t do at all. I would have to put an end to that.

"What do you two think you’re up to? You wouldn’t be trying to escape, would you? That would be a VERY bad idea. Very bad, indeed. I can see that I’m going to have to do something about you guys."

I almost burst into laughter when I saw the terrified expressions on their faces. The poor saps probably thought that I was going to hurt them. I dragged them upright, and started winding rope around their torsos. I let my hands linger over the blonde beefcake as I bound him to the security guard. It didn’t look as if I was going to have a chance to play with him, not since his friend had turned up. However, I couldn’t resist the opportunity that he offered me. I gave him a few pokes and squeezes. Surprise, surprise! The big boy started to sprout a woody. His cheap suit couldn’t hide the big pole that sprouted in his trousers. Such a waste! However, it was time to get back to business. I could always return at a later date, and have some fun with him.

Now where the hell had he put the documents? I had torn this place apart, I had even emptied out the refrigerator, shuddering at the thought that the priceless papers had been stored there. I heaved a sigh of relief – no librarian would do such a terrible thing as to expose fragile documents to such horrid conditions. It looked as if I was going to have to resort to drastic measures. I wasn’t going to leave this place without the Poe letters.

"OK, pretty boy, I know you’ve got them. Where are the papers? You know what I’m looking for!"

I had a handful of blonde hair in my hand and pulled on it, hard, but the librarian just shot me a poisonous look and shook his head. He mumbled something obscene through his gag. Hmm, this was interesting. It looked as if he had more guts than I had initially credited him with. Now, the security guard was another matter altogether. He was quivering like a bowl of jelly. I moved around and crouched down in front of him.

"GGGMDONTMMETELLHIMMGGJEFF! MMMDONTTELLHIM!"

I noticed the blond stud’s eyes glancing across the room. I couldn’t see anything there but a litter box for the fluffy white cat that had done a disappearing act when I broke into the house. Now, why hadn’t I thought of that before? I upended the box, scattering kitty litter and turds across the floor. A thick packet, wrapped in plastic, fell out. Bingo! With trembling hands I carefully removed the plastic. My heart nearly stopped as I saw what I held in my hands. Tears of joy came to my eyes. I had my treasure. From behind me I heard frantic, muffled screams. I turned around. The librarian was dragging his dim friend along the floor as he inched his way towards me. I laughed as I walked over to the bound duo. Kneeling down on the floor, I patted him on the cheek.

"Don’t worry, big boy. You haven’t seen the last of me. Who knows, you might get something out of this, after all."

THE END

The Businessman played by Jimbo

The Guard played by Rod

Photography by Caitiff

Guy in my Kitchen

39 photos; 5:31 video

 

Pizza Boy played by Ryan

Photography by Caitiff

Bound Private

23 photos; 4:00 video

Bound Private played by Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/07/2013

Gift Wrapped

18 photos; 2:32 video

Model: DJ

 

Photography by Sammy

 

The Purloined Letter by Fidelis

20 photos

Julian clutched his briefcase tightly, gloating as he thought of what it contained. ‘I’m going to be rich, I’m going to be rich’ played over in his mind. What he had tucked away among the innocuous academic files was going to fund an early retirement. This latest batch of purloined documents would bring the total of his stolen collection up to about five million bucks. Of course, he would have to share some of that with his partner in crime, but Jeff was such a blockhead, he had no idea of how valuable the little hoard was. Julian chuckled as he thought of the XXXX and dismay that would ensue when the theft was discovered. Ha, that would teach them a lesson for paying highly trained librarians such a pittance, while the coach of the college’s football team received millions. Julian had been discreetly putting out feelers to potential buyers and he had already received several nibbles. He had to be careful how he disposed of the papers, but he knew that he could do it. He was full of glee as he pushed open the door of his dilapidated house, the only accommodation that he could afford on his measly salary. HA! That would change soon. He would have something really quite delightful, albeit extremely tasteful, far far from here.

Visions of how he would be spending his ill-gotten gains filled his head as he entered his home. He was brought to reality rapidly when he found himself staring down the barrel of a rather alarming looking item. His eyes slowly moved from the item to the person who was holding. He gulped as he beheld a burly masked figure.

"Hands in the air, asshole!"

"Please, please, don’t hurt me! Take whatever you want!"

Julian wondered what kind of dimwit would bother burgling a house in this neighborhood. His scanty possessions would bring only a few dollars – he didn’t even have a DVD player!

"Drop the briefcase! Do it. NOW!"

Julian groaned as he thought of the fragile and precious pieces of papers that his briefcase contained. He gingerly placed it on the floor. Before he had time to straighten up, the intruder grabbed the collar of his suit jacket and shoved him towards the wall.

"Lean against the wall. Hands and legs spread. You heard me! Get a fucking move on, or I’ll drill you."

Julian obeyed the burglar. He shuddered as he felt the man frisking him, extracting his wallet from the back pocket of his trousers. What a brute! What huge hands this guy had. Julian felt an odd tingle as the thief methodically turned out of all of his pockets. What could he be looking for?

"OK, down on your knees, asshole. One false move and you’re dead meat."

Julian reluctantly lowered himself to his knees, thinking that this guy had watched too many bad movies. Damn, today of all days, he had to be wearing his good suit.

"Ouch, ouch, what are you doing? There is no need for this! I promise, I won’t do anything foolish."

"Shut your trap, egghead. I don’t want to hear another peep out of you."

Julian submitted, wincing silently as he his hands were roped together behind his back. He stifled a groan as more rope was round around his chest and then attached to his bound hands. He whimpered as he was pulled to his feet, turned around and then slammed into the wall. He slid to the floor, his head aching from the contact with the rotting plaster. Julian could only watch in appalled XXXX as his captor bound his feet together. Fuck, that rope was tight.

"Hey, watch the socks! They’re brand new and…MMMMMPHHHHH!"

"I told you to shut up, you geek. You should have listened. Now not another peep out of you!"

Julian watched in astounded XXXX as the burglar proceeded to go through the contents of his briefcase, extracting each of the purloined letters, carefully sliding them into envelopes with his gloved hands. OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT. Somehow this guy knew what Julian had been doing. Julian almost wept with frustration as he watched his retirement fund diminish by the minute. Thank God the most precious documents were hidden away in a spot where no one would think to look for them.

"OK, Carfax, where are the rest of them?"

"MMMGGGHMDONTMMMKNOWGGMMWHATMURMTALKINGBOUT."

"Screw you. I’ll find them myself. It won’t take too long to turn this dump over."

Julian heard crashes and bashes as his meager possessions were ransacked.

"Keep away from Fluffy’s kitty litter" he prayed. "Keep away from the kitty litter!"

Julian began frantically struggling to free himself. He had to get loose, he had to! Once untied, it would only take him a moment to scoop up the precious contents of the kitty litter and then flee. He would still have the manuscript of The Marble Faun, annotated by Hawthorne, and the Melville letters, and the Poe manuscripts – the gems of the collection. What the burglar had in his possession at the moment was just the tip of the iceberg. But….he knew there were other things. How had he found out what Julian was up to? If that buffoon Jeff had blabbed…nah, even he couldn’t have been so stupid. Thinking of Jeff, Julian looked at the clock on the wall. Holy shit, Jeff would be here any moment. He must get free first, he must! Renewing his frantic efforts, Julian rolled around on the floor, straining to reach the knots in the rope, to loosen the rope…anything to get free! He forgot about his suit as he thrashed about. All of his careful plans and scheming would be for nothing if the intruder found his precious cache. The thought of his retirement fund disappearing into thin air, leaving him once again penurious added fuel the fire of his frenzy. What was that sound outside? Oh no, it couldn’t be!

TO BE CONTINUED...

Julian played by Jimbo

Photography by Caitiff

All Bunched Up

28 photos; 6:34 video

Model: Charles
Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 06/04/2013

Embezzlement pt 2: The IT Guy

27 photos; 5:32 video

Cont'd from part 1

The Too Nosy Accounatnt Played by Jon Storm
The Greedy IT Guy
The Evil Boss played by Dean
Phptpgraphy by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 11/14/2017

Casual Hog Tie

25 photos; 5:14 video

Model Dean
Photography by Caitiff

Date of production 4/16/2019

SideKick in Trouble by Caitiff

26 photos; 4:26 video

Cont'd from Hero XXXXped!

 

Disappeared by Caitiff

25 photos; 6:31 video

 

 It was all set. The files, the witness testimonies, the evidence. Doug had all his ducks in their respective rows and now it was time. It hadn't’ been easy. The Valenti Family was powerful and well connected. It had taken years to put this case together for the District attorney’s office. But finally it had all paid off. All Doug had ot do was get this briefcase to the D.A. and Doug would see his career a sa prosecutor sore while the Valenti’s crashed and burned. Doug had left nothing out.
He had, however, forgotten to lock his door. Doug didn't’ hear the door creak open a she talked to his boss on his cell. He didn't’ see the man sneaking up behind him as he finished getting his papers in order. Not until it was too late.
“Mmmmpphhh!!”, Doug let out a surprised yelp as the chemical laden rag was clamped tightly over his face. Desperately he struggled to get free. But the more he thrashed and tried ot yell for help, the faster the XXXX worked it’s way into his lungs. Soon blackness overcame him.

 

 

 

 

 

 “Sit tight.”, Damian chuckled as he closed the door on the helpless captive. Doug could only “Mmph!” in XXXX as he was shut inside the car’s trunk.
Damian flipped open his phone and dialed the number his employer had given him for just this sort of thing. The line was known to be secure.
“Yeah, I got him. ... No, he’s not going anywhere.... yeah, the dock will work. Bye.”
Damian’s stomach growled. He had been so busy planning his latest XXXX he had forgotten to eat. But it was hardly as if he could go through a drive through. There was too much chance the car could be traced back. And Damian wasn't’ sure he wanted to trust his captive to stay quiet. Having the drive through person hear muffled cries for help while taking Damian’s order could be embarrassing.
Ahh, he’ll be al right for a while, Damian thought. He got out the car and headed for the burger joint he had seen on the corner
Damian was only gone for a moment. Five minutes at best. Just long enough for his car to go missing.
“Oh shit.”, Damian muttered under his breath a she looked in disbelief at the empty spot his car used to occupy.

 

 

Doug played by Kent
Damian played by Leo
Photography by Caitiff

 

Bum Deal

20 photos

Rod shows off his ASSets;-)

 

Model: Rod

 

Photographer: Caitiff

 

Hands On by Justin

28 photos; 4:58 video

   My name is Hank, I work down at "Mighty Man" Construction site. We are currantly building a New Mall.  Every day now for two weeks ( yes even on the weekend) this tall thin power suited executive type would sit for and hour or so watching me work. The last five days days he brought me a bag lunch and introduced himself. " Hi there my name is Eric" He stretched out his hand through the fence and I shook it. "Hank here, Thanks for the eats." "No Problem" I relied.  We talked about the Mall and general bullshit.  You might ask, So how did Eric wind up at my house tied and hogtied?
   
    Two nights ago I woke up and saw him starring through my window,. He did not know I saw him. I played it co cool.  I had a nite light on by the window and could see him clearly. I always XXXX naked, just a sheet covering me in the summer. He stood there for about a hour I think he was Jerkin his Dick, not 100% sure.  Tonight I was ready for him.  I placed three pillows under the sheet and waited out side behind my tall bushes.  Bingo, at 2:00am he showed up. He must have come from a Black Tie dinner cause his was dressed in a fucking Tuxedo.  Listen Men I am not Gay, Ok Yes, I had a  couple a blow-jobs while in the Marines but that was because there was no TRIM around. 
 
      As He reaching into his zipper and pulled out his Dick I "Cold Cocked" him from behind. At 6ft 4 235 lbs. I hope know trouble tossing this Fancy dude over my shoulders. I felt the "Peeping Tom/Eric" needed a lesson in respect  for another man's privacy.  I took him to my garage where I stripped him out of his Fine clothes.  The Tuxedo, shirt, fancy bow tie, sheer nylon over the calf sox, those garter things hold em up. wow I'd never seen shit like this. Tight black nylon briefs, patent leather lace up shoes.  I threw all his clothes in the furnace removing his keys and wallet. I left him in his Black undershirt. 

   
     Walking him into my house he had just woken up although bleary eyed his Dick was rock hard dripping pre cum.  I had tied his wrists together and also just above the elbows. White rope pulled tight. I wanted him to feel the rope.  I believe his had be dinking a bit. He started to speak. I told him " Not One Fucking Word or I will cut ya nuts off" He nodded yes.  I retreived an old cum filled blue bandana I use to catch my Seed after I wank off annd tied it around his mouth.  That will shut his Pie Hole for the time being. I smirked.  I XXXX him to a kneeling position on a bed. I had removed the sheet. I tied a rope around his Nut Sack and Dick then pulled it aound his neck.  He was shaking his head.  ""NOOOOOPPPPHHHFFFFFF"  I told you to shut up Mr. Exec.  I grabbed some Duct tape and taped over the bandana.  MMMPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPLLZZEE. I grabbed his Dick and pulled tightly.  He quieted down. I XXXX him to his stomach and to check out his Vertical Smile. then ordered him on his back and XXXX his legs and knees apart.  After checking out his Balls and turned him over and Hog Tied the Bastard.  I noticed we had the same color eye Blue/Grey hazel.  Only his were tearing up like a "sissy boy". "So Eric, You wanted to look through my window and Jerk that dick off of your well here goes. I took his Dick and milked it. He fucking shoot a giant load.  Then I took my 9 incher and held it to his face and pulled my meat till it came all over his puss. 
 
      I went to the phone and called Ryan's Bar and Grill.  Hey Ryan, I know the pubs closing in a few minutes, grab a few of the Boys and get your arse's over here. I got me a Queer Rich Exec, You know the dude who's been starring at me on the job site hogtied and I know he's just an itchen to be Bitch Punked.  . I hung up and looked at my Prize.  "You just relax, cause ya gonna need all ya strength." I tossled his hair and grabbed a beer. 

Eric played by Todd

Photography by Caitiff

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Model: David
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Bad Guy played by Nick007
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Model: Chad
Photography by Caitiff

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