A Dark Wonderland

[bootybandit89]

[lemmeseeyourjockstrap]

😅

[hb24boy]

[lemmeseeyourjockstrap]

On Wednesdays we wear pink

[mchadwick62-deactivated20230323]

[08cjvvman1]

[an-obstinate-plethora]

proud gym bro

[08cjvvman1]

[an-obstinate-plethora]

proud gym bro

[hydrogen12]

[an-obstinate-plethora]

Let’s go for a ride, down a backroad.

@appalachianstuds

[an-obstinate-plethora]

Do you wanna hang out after practice?

[misterbill2you]

[lthrslave46]

Interesting bondage predicament. Juat needs to relax the slave giving it poppers to breathe in its gas mask.

[rubberslave907-deactivated20240]

Surely painful but why not give a try?

[dismantler-2]

[gayfantasy-world]

This is what happens when a man lets go and agrees to be pampered. Why does he need to think? Bois would die for the chance to find his elaborate life style. Why would he wash himself when guys would like up not just to wash him but to worship him? All he ever needs to do is be pretty and feel good.

[sexhotgays]

[gayfantasy-world]

“I don’t know why I was so nervous bro, this feels so good,” he moaned as I pushed my ass further back on his dick. It took a month or so, but I finally convinced my college roommate to dump his loads in me from now on

[choicepics]

It has taken me a long fucking time to seek out ideal breeders 

[uniformpics2]

[copnapper]

Although motorcycle police are normally older, more experienced officers on the force, the department has had a wave of retirements and resignations recently. The new chief had cracked down on the uniforms, appearance and physical fitness of his officers. One addition to the uniforms was that all officers must wear only the new, department-issued sunglasses. Since then, older officers, out of shape officers, etc. began voluntarily retiring or resigning, being replaces with younger, in-shape officers. A new gym, free to all officers, had opened up and the officers were assigned personal trainers to supervise their workouts and set fitness goals for each. A new dry cleaner/tailor had also opened and the officers were to use that new company for all their tailoring and dry cleaning.

Needless to say, the newly-elected mayor, who had personally hired the new chief, was extremely happy with the department's progress. During a meeting with the chief, the mayor let him know how pleased he was, as the chief knelt on the floor, massaging the mayor's feet. "I see the new sunglasses are working perfectly, chief. The officers look great."

"The sunglasses, sir? I don't understand?"

"And you don't need to understand. Just keep massaging, chief. Next week, I will begin to meet with each officer, individually. Set that up for me, chief."

"Next, the fire department" mumbled a very happy mayor.

[hypnopum]

“You’ve got to be careful, toy.” Your hypnotist said, one hand tracing down your cheek. “If you listen too closely to my words, they might begin to affect you. Drag you down. Change you. You were so certain that you weren’t going to drop into trance for me.”

They laughed, softly. The sound echoed in your blank, empty mind, like their voice. “But look at you now. Hanging off my every word.” You felt your focus deepen, their words felt so good to listen to. But a part of you realised you had sunk. You were meant to be resisting.

“Even now, even as I’m telling you what’s happening and some small part of your mind struggles to pull back form the dizzying depths of trance that you’ve sunk into… You can’t” That part of you that wanted to fight shrank. It was so hard to think. “You can’t resist.”

You couldn’t resist. It was the truth. “Every word I say is another hook in your mind, dragging you deeper into mindlessness. The time to be careful was so much earlier than this. It’s too late for you now. Your mind is mine.” Their hand on your cheek moved to your chin.

As they gripped your chin, you felt your brain shutting down, sinking into this submissive, hypnotised haze. “Your thoughts belong to me. You can no more think than you can move right now, and we can both see how limp and loose you’ve become.”

It was the truth. You had relaxed into the chair. The only thing stopping you from slumping down was their hand. “Give in, toy. It’ll feel so good to accept my words. Give in to the pleasure. Give in to my bliss.” You settled, mind clearing of doubt. “That’s it. Good toy.”

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[love-for-boys]

[allbecauseoftheboys]

"God you taste good." "It's rum," Isaiah explained. "Ah. Why don't we go back to my hotel and fuck?" CJ suggested. "Are you in a hostel or a hotel?" Isaiah asked. "A hotel. It's private. And a king size bed." "It sounds like you were hoping to bring a guy back." CJ grinned. "My need to breed doesn't stop on vacation." "Neither does my need to bottom. Yeah, let's go fuck." Isaiah leaned back into a deep French kiss. After a long moment together, CJ broke off for air. "Fuck, I gotta stop here, or I'm gonna end up breeding you right on this floor..." Isaiah ran his hand over CJ's pectorals. "The floor is already sticky. Let's go make our own mess." CJ wrapped an arm around his waist and they left together.

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[dutchsoccerboys]

[copnapper]

To all the world, this seems an innocent, though funny picture. A trainer helping a player stretch before a game. If only they could here the whispered conversation.

“That’s right, lean back into me, boy. Submit to me right here, in front of your team. Let the whole world know that I own you. I do own you, right, boy?”

“Y…yes, sir. Please not here. I did everything you wanted. Please, don’t ruin my career, too.”

[gay-slav]

Don’t try to resist boy. I know that you turned 18 yesterday and wanted to start a free life, but the truth is that your life is now completely changed. You notice that you are wearing a tight rubber suit, every inch of your body is covered with thick black rubber. I bet you sweat a lot, but you’ll get used to it. I specifically chose 3mm thick rubber to make you feel very comfortable. You have an inflatable gag and a tube in your mouth, through this tube I will feed you liquid food, so there is no need to remove the gag, especially since I know what you would say to me, you would thank me for a new life. Your cock will be locked in chastity for the rest of your life, I will pump your cum out of you once every three months, but you will never have an orgasm again. The meaning of your new life is to be my rubber boy. You will live with me, I have arranged a great bedroom for you in the basement, there are no windows and the basement is soundproof. Walls and ceiling are soft rubber, your box is made of wood covered with rubber, your whole new life is rubber. Every night you will sleep with a box under two thick rubber blankets, I want you to sweat a lot, in the basement the thermostat is set to +25C, so you will not freeze. Every morning at 6:00 I will wake you up, you will put on your rubber straitjacket, rubber pants and rubber boots, I don’t want you to be “naked”. Oh yes, I forgot to say - there are no zippers on your suit, because it never needs to be removed, it has a self-cleaning function and will serve you for the rest of your life. Welcome to heaven boy…

[doll-man-deactivated20260508]

A servant, well dressed in a formal uniform as befits a servant, with a vest and bow tie, is sweeping and cleaning a kitchen. He is wearing white gloves, this indicates that he is simply sweeping, otherwise the gloves would get wet. He seems very focused on his tasks.

Why use an AI when there are so many servants willing to obey out there?

[jockboyaj]

Blake knew he was becoming addicted to his roommate’s musk and that he should stop huffing his sweaty jocks. That sweet intoxicating scent just invading his mind, making him dumb and his cock rock hard was too much to resist. He needed it and would do anything for another sniff.