Gay Cuffed Stories

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Dominated Pt. 02

by BigWig69 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I tried to shift up to my knees, but my hands were cuffed tight behind my back and my feet were bound. I looked up at the master and he repeated his command, "get up on your knees whore" I tried again and this time rolled up onto my shoulders than my knees. I struggled but managed to pull myself up. I stared at him with naive optimism that he would be pl...

The Toybox Ch. 02

by charleebeck on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Noah was just tall enough for his toes to touch the floor from the pipe he was hung on. His arms were cuffed around it, twisted behind his back to put all of his weight on his shoulders. The laundry room was cold without his clothing; his prison uniform was crumpled in the corner, day-glow orange reflecting the dim lights. It was the closest thing to sunshin...

New Neighbors Ch. 03

by idsweaterguy on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Jeffrey positioned me on my knees in front of him. My arms were still cuffed behind me but he did untie the rope that had bound my ankles together. The penis gag was still in place and, of course, I was still wearing all that yellow mohair—the ankle length sweater dress with the turtleneck collar, the mittens and the knee high socks. I watched wide-eyed as h...

Roommates Ch. 02

by idsweaterguy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Eric woke before dawn the next day with a raging hard-on. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the night before when his roommate, Stephen, had cuffed and gagged him and then stimulated him to the point where he quite willingly had performed his first blow job. He got out of bed and walked into their small kitchen and started the coffeemaker....

Descent into Submission Ch. 02

by sobresaliente on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

Although Dwayne had just covered my face, hair and bathtub with cum, he was becoming erect again. My wrists and ankles were still cuffed, my mouth still taped shut and filled with Dwayne's liquid-filled/-encrusted jock strap. Despite the circumstances, I was hard and anticipating what would happen next. Given the strengthening of Dwayne's veiny shaft, I had...

Two of a Kind

by Cia81 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"It doesn't have to be him! He is your kind; I can sense that. But a male? No cubs can come from him. If he is here there must be others of your kind. Let him lead us to them, be our guide. A kitling his age is surely capable of that. But you can't claim him, My Lord, the clan would revolt." Cavel's lips curled into a sharp sneer and he cuffed the cat on th...

It all Started with a Bet Ch. 04

by kinkygay87 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Steve got a shock when he got home. I listened as he walked into the house and close the door. "Hello." He said. I didn't call out to him, I just waited for him to find me. "Baby!..." He started to climb the stairs. "Are you home?" I stayed quiet, knowing that he would soon walk into the bedroom. I listened while he reached the top of the stairs and shu...

The Cure

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I came to slowly, the flashing colored lights taking their time to form in my consciousness. Whatever Tony had spiked my drink with was slow to let loose of me. I was lying on a bed. I tried to rise, but my hands were cuffed together above me and my legs were cuffed as well to the lower corners of the bed. But the bonds were loose there. I could raise my leg...

Matryoshka Kidnapping

by shabbu on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...

Rough Riding to BARUF Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The cop was patting me on the butt cheeks with his billy club and telling me what a nice fuck I was as a second cop pulled up on a motorcycle, cut the engine, and stood the cycle up on its stand. He strode over to us, and I could tell in an instant that he wasn't here to help me escape the first cop. He also looked a lot younger and more fit than the first...