not everyone hates their job
not everyone hates their job
more love in an elevator
Because this hottie makes it rain when he’s edged to climax, he deserves a rating of FOUR.
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"But we have to tell the cops!"
"Tell them what exactly? That we accidentally misplaced one of our pledges last night? That he was last seen wearing rope, an oak tree on his back, and a sneaker on his face?"
"I don’t know, but we’ve been wandering around out here for hours. It was so dark last night and all these woods and trees look the same!"
"Look, we go to the cops and we’re fucked, and how do we know he didn’t get free and head back to campus? I say we go back to town and call his cell phone."
"Hello? No this is not Jeremy. Is this Chris or Cody? I see, well Jeremy is unable to come to the phone, thanks to the help you provided last night, he’s now down in my basement. Listen carefully, here’s what you are going to do. First you’re both going to hike out to the woods where you left your friend. Don’t bother with the rope, in fact bring nothing but your naked selves. You will do this at dusk or I’ll be calling the cops myself to be reporting Jeremy missing. You’re both to retrieve the two sets of handcuffs by the guard rail where you entered the woods, leave your clothes there, and take the handcuffs with you. Walk into the woods about a quarter mile, then lock your wrists together around a tree. Wait there. Do as instructed or the sheriff gets a call by 9:pm tonight" [click]
First time in NYC. First time going to a gay leather bar. First time a guy ever bought him a drink. Incidentally also the last time seen in public. Such a cute boy.
That moment when you overhear him arranging for delivery…
…And then he said, “I’m not really into bondage, I’m just tired of boys making so much noise and then expecting me to stop fucking just because they’ve had their little squirt of skeet. This way I can take all damn day to build up to the most enormous nut of my life. I’m sure if you could, you’d agree with me.”
"MMMM! Mmmmm! Mhmmum!"
This one wanted to be a pup. He sought out the Pupmaker and asked to be programmed. He wanted to know what was happening as his programming took place, and after it was all done, he wanted his human personality to still be aware. For 14 weeks he reported to the Pupmaker every Saturday. He was able to savor the changes and even trigger himself. For the next three weeks the ability to trigger himself was removed. Seemingly random men would come up to him and use one of his triggers. Some of the triggers initiated actions on his part that slowly removed him from his present life. He closed his bank account and sent the funds to the Pupmaker. He gave away his books. He sold his furniture. He detached himself from the internet and all social media. When he reported to the Pupmaker for the final week it was for a three-day weekend. The final programming contained a little surprise. The Pupmaker is working on long-term plans. In addition to the ways this pup expected to be used he will literally be a breeder. His male offspring will be genetically predisposed to being pupbois. And even if they aren’t, it will make no difference when they’re brought to the pupmaking facility the day they come of age.
This is something that fit me as it should do.