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THE TWINK & THE JOCK (M+/M) *NEW CHAPTER JULY 16*

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FOR HIS 2ND STAY INSIDE BRODY'S INFERNAL BAG, WHAT SHOULD SAMMY BE GAGGED & KEPT QUIET WITH?

LOTS OF DUCT TAPE, BUT NO STUFFING
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10%
A CLOTH, SPONGE OR RAG OF SOME SORT
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11%
HIS OLDER STEBROTHER'S (MARK) SOCKS
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26%
SOMETHING FROM CAPTAIN CHAD'S STASH
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3%
SOMETHING FROM HUNKY HUNTER'S STASH
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31%
SOMETHING FROM SEXY MATT'S STASH
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3%
SOMETHING FROM BEEFY BRODY'S STASH
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12%
SOMETHING FROM ONE OF THE THREE GUESTS
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4%
OTHER (SPECIFY IN THE COMMENTS)
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I have no doubt that Sammy would be quite surprised to see him sucking on his boxer. Brody is letting him off pretty easy but I guess friendship does have its perks! Can’t wait to see more of the story!
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Another great chapter bro, congratulations!! Can’t wait to see Sammy’s reaction, even though I would not be so joyful if I were hogtied and gagged like him
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Brody appears to be quite a twisted dom playing with Mark’s fears… Let’s see how Mark is going to cope with the big silencer.
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Hehe I love this side of Brody, such an evil tease... and oh well, I guess either way Sammy will see his poor stepbro going thru the same ordeal as he did. What will we he do about it tho? can't wait to see it.
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It's nice to know that while Mark may have stolen Sammy's bed for the night the crew have made other arrangements to ensure he can still sleep tight! Mark doesn't seem so keen on the new arrangements but at least he's got a very attentive Brody to take care of him. Bring on the stuffer gag.
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sorry for my absence and for the delay in answering but I started a new job and I have been very busy. I love your story and the bondage situations but especially the gags with underwear and socks are my favorites I can't wait to know how this story ends and all the others
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Thanks for all the splendid feedback and encouraging comments, guys. It's great to see so many of you enjoying the latest turn of events and the shared plight Mark and Sammy are now enduring. I'm away visiting relatives for the weekend, but I look forward to publishing the next chapter early next week. Some fun tidbits up ahead. Stay tuned!

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Eros95 wrote: 3 weeks ago sorry for my absence and for the delay in answering but I started a new job and I have been very busy. I love your story and the bondage situations but especially the gags with underwear and socks are my favorites I can't wait to know how this story ends and all the others
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The last few chapters were amazing. Seems like Mark’s already deep in trouble — and by trouble I mean the tight, squirmy, helpless kind 😈. Sammy’s whole situation is wild, and I love how Mark managed to bring it to life for us. The writing’s still top-notch. Props, sir.
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What have we here? Three sadists, and a sociopath torturing an innocent child because he's as said many times in the story, 'a faggot". I can't believe I read 13 chapters, hoping that someone would do something to make themselves redeemable, but the degradation only got worse. Although I would like to see Sammy and Nark's parents react when they find out, I'm going to have to tap out. Just a final reminder, many of the things gone in this story would get you arrested and could kill a captive.

BTW, isn't it telling that we have no pictures or stats on Sammy?
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big-gunth wrote: 1 week ago What have we here? Three sadists, and a sociopath torturing an innocent child because he's as said many times in the story, 'a faggot". I can't believe I read 13 chapters, hoping that someone would do something to make themselves redeemable, but the degradation only got worse. Although I would like to see Sammy and Nark's parents react when they find out, I'm going to have to tap out. Just a final reminder, many of the things gone in this story would get you arrested and could kill a captive.

BTW, isn't it telling that we have no pictures or stats on Sammy?
Hello @big-gunth. I'm sorry to hear you didn't enjoy what you read. Normally, I would let this go, because different tastes exist for different people, and tastes are not debatable. But your attempt to thwart the plot and insinuate things that are not so leave me little option but to clarify.

Firstly, it would seem important for me to emphasise that Sammy is not a child. All characters portrayed in this narrative are expressively stated as being in the 18-23 age bracket. All characters are young adults.

Secondly, your insinuation that Sammy is being tortured because of his sexuality is blatantly incorrect. None of Mark's colleagues even know about Sammy's sexuality. It does not even enter into the equation for them. These guys are brutish and into hazing, not only football jocks from opposing teams and twinky college freshmen but also each other (as is made evident in later chapters). Sammy is just another victim in their long list of victims. Does this make it any better or excusable? No. Certainly not! But it would be wrong to state that he is being targeted because of his sexuality.

Thirdly, there is a very blatant warning located at the top of the first chapter (and at the top of all following chapters) warning that this story contains mature subject matter and offensive language. I could not have made it clearer.

As for the lack of pictures or stats for Sammy, I don't know what you're attempting to insinuate.
There are also no pictures or stats for his older stepbrother Mark.
If you see hidden meaning in this, then I apologise, but there is none.



On a more sympathetic note, I realise from your comment that you are most likely governed by a strong sense of moral justice. You have no way to know this, but my longer stories pretty much always follow the same pattern. That of dire tribulations and unfair predicaments, followed by some sort of slow redemption and a happy ending. While I do not like to provide spoilers, Sammy's tale is no different and follows the same recipe.

In fact, his older stepbrother Mark (the one responsible for Sammy's removal and ensuing torment) is currently the one being tormented and hazed. This does not yet fix what Sammy was put through, but it reinforces what was said earlier. Nothing about Sammy's harsh treatment was at all personal. Mark is getting a taste of his own medicine now, just as most of his own colleagues also have at one point or another. They do this, not only to others but also to each other.

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AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE
THE TWINK & THE JOCK
CHAPTER 35 - THE COMPROMISE



The extent of my longtime buddy's favourable predisposition towards me was once again put to the test during the somewhat heated negotiations that followed my welcomed ungagging. Pleading with Brody was a dangerous game. A very dangerous one, in fact. But even though the cards weren't stacked in my favour and the potential outcome of my failed attempts was grim, I doubled down on my efforts and chose to stubbornly persist.

As soon as the muffling ball of my stepbrother's cum-soaked boxers was pulled out of my sputtering mouth, I let out several panicked coughs and then began pleading with my captor. I begged him for leniency, but more than anything, I begged in the hopes of being spared that impossibly massive bulb gag.

The fact that Brody even allowed my pleas to go unimpeded spoke volumes about our friendship. Had his feelings toward me been any less favourable, my attempts at appealing to his very limited sense of empathy would have undoubtedly backfired and been met with a rather swift end. Still, as fascinated as he was by the oral stuffer and as eager as he was to see my face impaled upon it, the brute showed a rather uncharacteristic level of restraint.


Though I initially – and perhaps foolishly - tried insisting on the fact that a gag wasn't necessary at all, I quickly opted to distance myself from that dead-end argument and wisely pleaded in favour of a less severe gag.

Don't get me wrong, had the oral stuffer been even just a little smaller, I would've promptly accepted it. Especially seeing as how there were far worse options lying around, one of them being my own captor's infamously horrendous jock-pouch. But the oral stuffer Andrew had fished out from one of his roommate's secret stash was anything but manageable. Even as Brody hovered it above my face and listened to my pathetic pleas for leniency, I couldn't help but eye the enormous bulb he held and be filled with genuine fear at the thought of being left to cope with its girth.


In any case, the back-and-forth arguing continued for well over a minute before my perceivably miffed–but–uncharacteristically patient captor finally succumbed to my silver-tongued appeals.

"You're fuckin' lucky I like you so much. You know that? Now shut the fuck up before I change my mind." he growled, angrily tossing the gag away, his frowning face so close that my forehead instantly grew damp with the heat of his warm breath.

A mixture of surprise and relief swept over me as the towering behemoth grumbled something unintelligible under his breath and marched off into the distance; his mind apparently set on searching for a less severe gag to accommodate what he no doubt perceived as an annoyingly capricious captive. In other words, me.

Arguing for an alternative gag may have seemed risky, but I knew Brody well enough to suspect that the more revolting options - his infamous pouch, for example – would not be called upon tonight. The brute would want to keep such "treasures" for worthier prey; cocky guys whom he particularly disliked or junior recruits being initiated into the football team. Fortunately for me, I didn't fall into either category.

Though I was a full year younger than he was, I was no mere junior recruit. I was a seasoned member of the team and had earned my place, both as his trusted colleague and also as one of his closest friends. That obviously irked him, gnawed at him. The effectiveness of my verbal pleas did not. But his softness towards me and the fact that he was receptive to my words, most certainly was. If there was one thing that triggered Brody, it was weakness. His own weakness, most of all.

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At any rate, the wait for Brody's return was as nerve-racking as it was uneventful. I was careful to remain quiet, knowing full well the irrefutable precariousness of my position. My fate was in Brody's hands. My hopelessly well-bound form left me subject not only to his every whim, but also to his changing moods and unpredictable desires. He and I shared a close bond of friendship, yes. But the benefits of this closeness had its limits. I was the prisoner. He was the captor.


The angry creaking of leather filled the room as I struggled, writhed and tested my bonds for any weakness. But still, I could not budge, could not get up, could not escape. The three dozen, heavy-duty safety restraints clung to my limbs with unrelenting fervour, rendering my athletic frame and honed muscles completely useless.

There would be no escaping Andrew's insufferable gurney, I knew. No getting away from it. Even had I been given a million years to struggle and plot my escape, it would have made no difference.

Still, as maddening and as humiliating as the restraints were, I kept my angry grunting to a minimum and stuck to muttering quiet curses beneath my breath. Sammy's giant boxers and the dreaded bulb gag stood guard not far from my head, acting as silent reminders of the truly dire fate that awaited me should I choose to open my mouth and foolishly scream for help.

On the other side of my head lay a less terrifying but perhaps even more irksome reminder of my helplessness. My own harrowingly strong-smelling jet-black TNs. The smell of them had long ago pervaded the entire living room and dulled my senses. But lying here, on the floor, less than a foot or so away from where they sat, left me painfully aware of the eyewateringly poignant stench wafting out of their widely gaping maws.

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The smell was offensive. Perhaps not quite as offensive as that which had stung my eyes and tickled my nostrils back in Andrew's bedroom, but close! Close enough to make me wish I hadn't carelessly chucked them off a couple of hours earlier.



When the sound of discordant shuffling finally greeted my ears and alerted me to the beefy tyrant's return, my struggling limbs instantly grew still. I craned my neck up and turned my head around, nervously following my hulking captor's menacing, predatory approach. Judging from the weight of his footsteps, it seemed as though he might've been carrying or even dragging something heavy. My acute instincts were right of course. The buff-bodied behemoth said nothing as he drew closer to my gurneyed form. Only the sound of a great weight settling next to me and the thud of something heavy landing on the living room floor broke the tense silence that filled the room.

Brody had returned, this time not with a gag, but with a giant duffle bag similar to the one we'd stashed Sammy in a bit earlier that day. Only, this duffle bag hadn't been relieved of its contents. It was full to bursting. And much to my own immediate relief and surprise, it wasn't Brody's either.

The brute looked at me, his expression one of grim determination and silent disapproval as he wordlessly crouched down and began pulling at the hefty bag's very noisy zipper. *ZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZ*

I followed his movements, my weary eyes hungrily scanning the enormous duffle bag for any hints of what might come next. Then it hit me. My face flushed, and my expression turned blank, pummeled by a dizzying array of conflicting emotions. Fear, relief, dread, curiosity...desperation. The ominous duffle bag wasn't my captain's. It wasn't Hunter's or even Brody's either. It was Matt's. The only guy in this apartment who was part of my extended friend circle, but with whom I had never grown particularly close. The appearance of his duffle bag was...unsettling, to say the least.



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excellent chapter! I really liked this proof of friendship from Brody, it was so touching! I won't hide from you that when the fact that it wasn't Brody's bag I really hoped that it was Hunter's, unfortunately for me, it was Matt's. I still hope that there will be an altercation with one of Hunter's things! that aside I can't wait to see what Brody will find in Matt's bag...
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Seemed like Mark was at a stalemate to either have his stepbrother get the last laugh and see him chewing on his boxers he spent himself with after a night of edging or open wide to the thick plug gag. But seems like the gears are turning in Brody's head to bring out Matt's gear bag. Whatever happens, Mark better be ready. Not like he can't get out anyway. ;)
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Welcome back! Can't wait to see what Brody can find in Matt's bag of goodies. He is one gassy guy :D
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I loved this chapter! Mark having to walk that tightrope of their friendship to get a better gag, knowing release was not an option. I am also super excited for Matt’s duffle to come into the mix. He is probably my favorite character to come out of this story, it will be nice to get a little extra from him! Can’t wait for the next chapter!
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Looks like Mark is going to get a lot closer to Matt tonight than he originally planned or intended!
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Really like seeing this side of Brody. Adds so much to his character. Perhaps Mark should’ve just accepted the plug gag he’s gonna get aquatinted with Matt a little more than he bargained for now.
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Hehe that's nice of Brody, letting his softer side shine through, I knew he wasn't just a beast... Well, know our little tied up Mark is gonna find out if he made the right call, but I have a hunch he will live to regret this (or secretly enjoy it, who knows).
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Awe, it was nice that Brody showed a bit of a soft side and allowed Mark to plead with him. Even if he's still going to get a gag regardless. But idk if whats in Matt's bag is any better then having that plug/stuffer gag. If I was in Mark's shoes, I don't think this would be a gamble worth risking and just taken the fat bulb gag :lol:
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AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE
THE TWINK & THE JOCK
CHAPTER 36 - UNSPOKEN RIVALRY



A mixture of raw emotions flooded my mind the instant I recognised the huge duffle bag sitting on the floor, directly next to my supine form. At first, I was relieved. Relieved at the fact that it wasn't Chad's or Hunter's, or even worse, Brody's. But with the relief also came an unexpected feeling of desperation, defiance and astonishment. One might argue that I should have been thankful. Grateful, even. I mean, on paper, Matt's bag might have been the least harrowing of the four. But I wasn't thankful. There was something unsettling about the blond stallion's football gear being unleashed upon me. At first, I didn't know why, but in hindsight, I guess it sorta made sense.

Matt was on my football team, and he was a close friend of the other three guys who shared this smelly apartment. But aside from our common interest in the sport we both played, Matt and I had never really hit it off. We rarely, if ever, discussed anything besides football, and though we'd known each other for a number of years, I had always seen him as an acquaintance of sorts. A friend of a friend. A teammate. Nothing more.

He and Brody got along well. Sometimes too well for my liking. They were roommates after all. Of course, I was a close friend of Brody's as well, so it just so happened that Matt and I often hung out with each other. Never alone. Always with others.


My relationship with Brody was quite different. He and I went way back, and it was no secret that I considered both Chad and Hunter as something along the lines of best friends. Matt was just...there. Amicable enough, in a sort of smug, overly cocky and sometimes irksomely brazen sort of way. He was always there, but the bond between us had never grown. Had never flourished. Quite the contrary. It had stagnated. He was a friend if the term was used loosely, but definitely not a close one.

Truth be known, I sometimes hated his cocky guts. And it certainly didn't help that he and I had long been competing for Brody's friendship. My slight resentment lingered on even to this day. Resentment, perhaps mixed with faint traces of jealousy.


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Brody, of course, didn't care or didn't notice. Knowing him, he probably thought he was doing me a favour by retreating to his bedroom and emerging into the unlit corridor with his cocky blond roommate's full-to-bursting football bag. It shames me to admit this, but I actually think I would've preferred being subjected to Hunter's or even Chad's gear. I'm not sure why, but given my close friendship bond with those two, I genuinely think it might have been a little less...I don't know, humiliating?

Like I said, though, Brody didn't pay attention to such things. He was observant enough, but not to the point of picking up on such subtle details. He probably had never noticed that my cordial relationship with Matt had flatlined years ago and that our bond had never evolved beyond casual exchanges and superficial banter. He either didn't notice or he truly did not care. Either way, his continued obliviousness made the slow emptying of Matt's bag all the more unsettling. Unsettling and humiliating.


"Here. Sniff your buddy Matt's big butt n' balls." was the only explanation he spoke, before the cocky blond jock's sheening black Nike Pro Combat compression shorts were lazily wadded up into a huge ball and unceremoniously pressed down to my unsuspecting face.

I coughed, cried out and groaned, but still, Brody did not relent. I twisted my face away, but he chased after me, pressing the sheening mass of supremely musky fabric over my nose even whilst I vehemently struggled to get away.

"Mnnnnmppphhhh..." I cried out in muffled despair; narrowing my eyes on the offensive wadding and giving my brutish captor a genuinely angered look. Never had the manly stench of butt and crotch musk assaulted me so.


My unofficial rival's infernally strong-smelling Pro Combat compression shorts were eventually tossed aside, but what transpired next was every bit as humiliating. Brody dug deeper into the ripe clutter before pulling out one of the blond stud's seldom-washed socks. I say seldom washed, 'cause judging by the looks of it, it hadn't been laundered in weeks. Possibly longer.

Brody dangled it down above my face, teasingly allowing the bottom end of the sock – which positively reeked of Matt's toes – to linger atop my lips and nostrils. I turned my head from side to side, moaning and groaning as I did so. But still, I wisely kept my lips sealed and my teeth barred. I knew full well that even a partial opening of my mouth would invite the hellishly putrid thing's unwelcomed introduction.

Some more sniffing torments ensued: stinky football gloves, sweat-drenched armour padding, another one of Matt's feverish socks, then the big wad of crotch & butt-scented compression shorts again. Several potential gag items were fished out, each of them horrible and seemingly worse than the previous. It's only after another minute or so of steadfast digging that Brody's unreadable features finally lit up into what I can only describe as a hungry smile.

"Jackpot." he ominously uttered, flashing me a look that could only spell trouble and pulling out what I instantly recognised as being the overly cocky blond stallion's big, tired-looking jockstrap.



I still remember lying there, looking up at my captor's face and going wide-eyed as the harrowingly worn-out-looking athletic support came into view. The bum support straps were mangled with age and overuse. The waist strap looked every bit as worn-out and fatigued. But more than anything, it was the visibly distressed and very heavy-looking mass of yellowing fabric dangling limply beneath it that caught my attention.

"No! No, no, no, no." I nervously repeated, as if reiterating the same plea half a dozen times in quick succession would somehow convince my captor not to proceed with the unthinkable. As you may have guessed, Brody was all smiles by that point. And by that, I mean, the telltale curving of his lips had slowly devolved into a wide and toothy grin.

I watched as he took position directly above my dome and watched as he slowly and very purposefully turned the yellowing pouch inside out; slowly tucking the stretched bum support straps and the tired waistband into it so as to form one neat and very hefty-looking ball.

The look on my face must've been priceless, 'cause a perceptible glimmer of excitement lit the hulking behemoth's eyes as he loomed above me and peered down into my own. Then the giant wad of sickening fabric was lowered, and the much-feared order to sniff was given.

"There you go, buddy. Sniff Matt's big, stinking crotch pouch." he told me, his words sounding more like an invitation than an actual command.

I followed the horrendous wadding's slow approach and crinkled my nose up in unspoken revulsion. The heat emanating from Brody's monumental legs was felt on my cheeks, his thighs and knees slowly closing in on both sides of my head; trapping me, cornering me.

"I said sniff!" the brute then very sternly growled, this time lowering the giant ball of nauseatingly potent loincloth directly onto my face; burying not only my nose, but also my lips, chin and cheeks in the process.


I sniffed, not out of true fear of what would happen if I didn't, but out of understanding that I didn't have any other choice but to comply. Suffice it to say, my captor was not disappointed. Even from beneath the muffling ball of crotch-scented jock-pouch, he heard the flaring of my nostrils and the noisy rush of air that followed it. He noticed the sudden tensing of my muscles, saw the telltale crossing of my eyes and heard the unmistakably panicked quality of what could only be a muffled yelp.

He saw it all. Heard all of it. And more than anything, he revelled in the spectacle.
This was it, I knew. He had found my gag.



No negotiations followed suit. No pleading, begging or grovelling for mercy. The brute merely smothered me beneath his friend's reeking pouch, pressing it down over my face with one hand while at the same time reaching down for my defenceless crotch with the other. The oversized palm and thick fingers I had refused during the group jerk-off session were suddenly upon me, wrapping around the hardening shaft that kept my loose-fitting boxer shorts tented up.

"Yeahhh. That's it, buddy. Sniff his big dirty pouch. Yeahhh, there we go." he let out with a low growl, beating my downright throbbing erection up and down even whilst I coughed and gagged on the stench of his sleeping roommate's crotch-scented jock-pouch.

The teasing fingers left my angry tent after only a few successive tugs of my meat, but even after the suffocating mass of fuming fabric was pulled away from my face, I was granted little respite. I was still in the process of sputtering and coughing when the dreaded "Any last words?" was finally spoken.



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Post by ShadowHusky »

Great to see you back! I hope your time with family was enjoyed <3

I'm liking Brody more in this specific setting; I love the way you write his internal conflict and Mark's perspective and dialogue is extremely intriguing and so different from how you usually portray your protagonists. I liked this sort of build to the choosing of the gag and the slowly building disdain in the description of Mark's relationship with Matt. I get the feeling he was getting caught in emotions, but it honestly really felt like a natural internal monologue. Not intensely dramatic, not mellowed out and glossed over; but incredibly real.

That being said, while I am enjoying Brody more as a person, watching him dominate Mark; I still don't really see what everyone else is seeing in him as a dom. I just don't think his style truly resonates with me, so I can't help but feel more distanced from his way of interaction.

Coming from a pure idea of wanting to understand, not argue; can anyone who is a major Brody fan explain to me what endears you to him and his domming style?
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I've finally caught up to this story and I'm really enjoying it. I've been a bit inactive for a while but I'll try and get back into the swing of things. But honestly, this story is fantastic, and I love how the POV character has gone from being on the captor side to being a captive. It's amazing. Can't wait to see what happens next sir @bondagefreak :)
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Ohhhhhh now things are getting interesting! I was not expecting this character dynamic but man does it make Matt even hotter! I also loved the different items pulled from the bag, from the compression shorts to the sock to that glorious jockstrap!

So glad Brody picked that pouch as the gag! I wonder if Matt will pay him a visit in the night after everyone settles down again, really add some humiliation!
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