Guys Who Need To Be Tied Up And Gagged – Part 82 (Under Armour Special)

Guys who flaunt their bodies wearing only tight and revealing under armour should definitely be kidnapped, restrained and then displayed for all to see. After all, that’s clearly what they want…isn’t it?

Look at this guy! He’s not even in a gym and yet he’s stripped down to his skintight shorts. He’s just asking to be abducted, chained up and displayed.


This guy also seems to have lost his way to the gym. Luckily, something in his tight shorts seems to be pointing the way.


Bulging muscles…bulging shorts…


His Nike Pro Combat shorts suggest that he’s ready for action…


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Interlude No. 3 – ‘Loan Repaid’


Little did Shane know, his parents had leveraged his freedom to get a bank loan.  Under Black Rule Law a white minor was the PROPERTY of his parents and they had the right to sell him as such.  So, today, on the eve of his 18th birthday, the bank decided to call in the loan.

Shane had given himself  a hard session at the gym. He’d pushed himself till he hurt. He’d then taken his shirt off and stripped down to his running shorts ready for a few laps of the running track.

His shorts were black and tight. They showed off his tight bubble butt and there was a pleasing bulge round the front. He enjoyed wearing them. He enjoyed the admiring glances he’d get from girls (and boys) on the running track. He never wore anything under them. He enjoyed the feeling of the tight silky material clinging to his body. And he enjoyed the sensation of almost nakedness when he ran. It felt dangerous.

Shane stood in front of the mirror in the changing room and admired his tight, smooth, muscled body. He then found his way to the track and started to run.

Later, dripping with sweat, he worked his way back to the changing room. It was empty. What happened next was quick and terrifying.

He’d removed his running shoes and socks and was about to pull his shorts down and strip for a shower when he sensed movement behind him. Before he could react, a plastic bag was forced over his head. There was some sort of cloth in the bag which much have been soaked with chloroform. He’d struggled desperately, hands gripped his body and held him firm.

‘Easy, boy, this won’t take long…’

A voice? He felt his hands being pulled behind his back and then…

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Guys Who Need To Be Tied Up And Gagged – Part 78 (Shorts Special 2)

Guys who can wear shorts properly (especially skintight little lycra shorts) deserve to be kidnapped, restrained and then have their shorts clad bodies displayed for all to see…

…when this guy was pulling on his shorts that morning he must have noticed how he looked…and he must have realised that everyone else was going to notice as well…


…in the 80s, everyone wore these little shorts without the slightest hint of shame…they were called ‘nutcrunchers’…can you see why?…


…the express on this guy’s face is clearly saying, ‘Yep, I know I look good in these shorts…and you know I look good as well…’


…I suggest a football kit redesign…boots, socks and shin pads as normal…no shirt and much tighter shorts…something like this…


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Guys Who Need To Be Tied Up And Gagged – Part 64

These muscled gym bunnies need to feel the grip of extra strong restraints. Their sculptured bodies should be bound and displayed for all to see…

…first, they should be bound and displayed like this…

…or like this…

…or like this…

…they should be forced to exercise like this…

…and then at night time they should be stored like this…

…or like this…

…how would you use them?

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Story – ‘The Rules’

He awoke with a jerk, his head snapping up and filled with the scent of leather and the taste of latex. Confused, he felt himself slung forward, an ache in his shoulders, his muscles stretched and tired. The world around him was total blackness. He realized his arms were suspended and holding up his body, knees slightly buckled. Struggling through consciousness, he found his balance despite his inability to move his legs or arms much, instinctively pulling himself upright, finding footing on a cold stone floor.

He was stretched tight. His arms were aching and his hands numb, hanging limply over some type of cuff. His wrists were raw and throbbing and had little give in the restraints. Gingerly, he tried to move them and felt cold metal at the tips of his fingers. The ankles were also cuffed and able to only move a few inches on each side.

As he emerged from his confusion, he tried to speak and found his mouth was stretched open and aching. Something rigid had been forced between his teeth and the source of the latex taste was now apparent. His tongue found a thick rubber object lodged in his mouth. As he struggled to understand this invader, he felt around the indentations and curves. He instinctively knew the shape.

It was the head of a penis.
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Story – ‘Captured’

I struggled against the straitjacket but it felt like my struggles just made it tighter. The rubber was unforgiving, I could strain against it all I liked but it just pulled me back into my helpless position. I tried to yell for help, surely someone would hear me and come to my aid but the formidable gag that had been strapped onto me would not allow much sound to escape from my throat. All I could do was wait and think about how stupid I had been to have placed myself in this situation…….
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