PUP ROSCOE NOW SECURED TO THE CAMPING COT

It was now time for the camping cot. Pup Rosco would be hooded, gagged, and strapped to the camping cot for more pleasure and torment, being fed poppers of course. A new twist for Pup Rosco was the binaural beats, which he said he immensely enjoyed and helped him find his headspace.

Check out the short video as Pup Rosco is getting what he really likes, being tied up and no escape. He tests the restraints, but finds him self going no where.

It was now time to add the blanket and see how Pup Rosco did with the heavy duty vibrator. He needs to spend more time learning to endure the heavy duty vibrator

I did a short video of Pup Rosco under the blanket struggling. (Yes the rest of those straps are still in place to). Unfortunately, Pup Rosco was so horny you can tell that if I kept at it with the heavy duty vibrator he was going to shoot, and neither one of us was ready for that to happen just yet.

After the blanket came off, it was time to tease Pup Rosco, and finally he had the relief he came in search for. Pup Rosco spent almost two hours tied up in the straight jacket and we both had a lot of fun. He is one great kinky guy who is for real and a lot of fun. To bad he don't live in the area.

PUP ROSCO

I can not believe these pictures never made it to the site, as they were done earlier before all of this Covid 19 crap started.

I was talking to this guy on line named Pup Rosco, who said he was into bondage, and in the area for business. After talking on line for a few days, I told him if he was serious about a meet, we would need to talk on the phone, because you can't get to know someone from texting or on line messaging. Pup Rosco agreed, and sent me his phone number, and we talked. Pup Rosco said he liked tight inescapable bondage, and after talking some more, it appeared we were into the same things. Pup Rosco did tell me that his schedule was quite heavy. After talking for about a half an hour, he said he would be in touch when time permitted. I did not hear from him for a few days, then one Saturday afternoon, I got a text message from Pup Roscoe and said he would be free. We set up a time and he came over. He was wearing an nice pair of slim jeans and those Red Slip on Vans.

Pup said he had been tied up in a leather straight jacket once, and really enjoyed it. He wasted no time in telling me is was ready to be tied up in my canvas posey hospital straight jacket. I stood him in front of the mirror so he could see himself being trussed up in it. I sat him on the bed, and we talked for a few more minutes. It was now time for the leather hood, then on to the floor for a hog tie.

 

 

Pup Rosco said he liked his bondage tight and inescapable. After a while, he would be moved to the camping cot, but that is for another post. I do have some video of Pup Rosco squirming on the floor.

FUN WITH GENE

It's Friday, and while social distancing and closings continue or get extended, its time for me to do my part to keep the bondage community entertained. Here is a short slideshow from a scene I did a few years back with Gene. Gene went for two straight jacket rides, hooded and poppered up of course.

BEFORE WORK

I have two hours to kill before I have to be remotely at work, as I am working a shortened schedule today, so why not have a little self bondage fun in today's social distancing outfit consisting of black cargo shorts, two tone Vans Sneakers a long sleeve tee shirt and a hoodie.

First, when you got some time to kill, ponder on the importance of social distancing.

Next, move over to a chair, and kill some time in bondage before the work day starts.

Wrist and ankle restraints work quite well for these sessions.

CAPTURED AT HOME ON A COLD WINTER NIGHT

One Sunday afternoon, I had met up with some friends at the Sports Bar to watch some Football. We were at the bar for about four hours, when I decided it was time to head home. I had put on my heavy winter jacket, and walked across the parking lot to the car. I did not notice anything out of the ordinary, and started to drive home. During the drive, I noticed nothing out of the ordinary. When I came up the street, again, I noticed nothing out of the ordinary, and popped open the garage door. Being the lights were on in the garage, I could see into the garage, and again noted nothing out of the ordinary, so I backed the car into the garage, switched off the engine, and got out of the car. Even though the house has an entrance from the garage into the laundry room, I walked outside to take a gander at the nice cold clear winter night. As I was gazing at the stars in the cold sky, out of the blue, someone came up from behind me, and put me into a headlock. This muffled voice told not to talk or yell and to cooperate, and everything would be okay. Reluctantly, I agreed, and was told to walk back into the garage. The guy who had me as his prisoner put down the garage door, then pulled my hands behind my back and handcuffed them. Suddenly, I was gagged, then blindfolded.

I was taken into the house and down the hall, and sat on the edge of the bed. The guy who had me secured went to the great room, and bought a wooden chair and placed it into the walk in closet. I was moved from the bed, to the chair in the closet. My ankles would be tied, and then my body would be secured to the chair. I was told to behave and everything would be okay. He told me he had seen me tormenting myself with a heavy duty vibrator earlier that day. He told me he was well away that bondage fiends like to be tied up, and it gets them hard, and also knew that there can be nothing more tormenting then a guy tied up with his hard cock pressing through his jeans He went on to tell me that I would enjoy this. He then left me to ponder my predicament.  I was squirming in the chair, with the false hope I would figure out a way to escape. My cock was now hard inside my Levis jeans, and I wondered what would happen when my Captor would come back, and see me all tied up with a hard on. As I continued to squirm, my cock only got harder, as I did love bondage, but I had no idea who was in my house with me tied up. This was a combination of pleasure, torment and fear, not knowing what would happen next. (The short video is in two parts)

My Captor came back and said you look all hot tied up in that heavy winter jacket, Levis jeans and those red slip on Vans Sneakers. He came over and rubbed my cock some through my Levis, and I was squirming and moaning. He whispered in my ear that he knew I liked bondage, and he would not hurt me. Being the door was closed before he came back, I had no clue what he was up to, though when he came back, he told me after he had me tied to the chair, he was hanging out in the Great Room watching Football, and drinking my beer. He then told me that he was going to release me from the chair, and move me to the bed.

I was moved to the bed, and my hands were cuffed to the bed frame, and the ankles tied together. He massaged my cock through my Levis for a while, then told me he would release me after the came was over.

I was still hard, moaning, squirming and not going anywhere, and being blindfolded and gagged, I had no idea what was going on, or how much time had elapsed. (This video is in three parts)

My Captor came back and uncuffed me, though left me blindfolded, and left my ankles tied. He then told me to give him ten minutes, where I could take off the blindfold and untie my ankles. He also told me he would be watching, and he knew I was horny, but I was not allowed to get myself off for the next 12 hours, and said he had a way of knowing if I cheated. My Captor left. I did allow ten minutes where I took off the blindfold, then untied my ankles. I walked out into the Great Room, and he was gone. The room was still clean, and he even threw the empty beer bottles in the recycling bin. To this day, I have no clue who my Captor was, but after looking back, for some reason I did feel safe. It was always the home invasion scene I wanted to do.

CAPTURED ON A COLD WINTER NIGHT - THE FOLLOWING SATURDAY

The following Saturday, I needed to go out and run a few errands. I was dressed wearing a pair of Levis, a hoodie, my Converse Aqua Knee High Sneakers folded down, and the heavy winter parka. I was getting ready to leave, when I was grabbed from behind, with the Captor's hand being used as a gag. I recognized the muffled voice, and knew it was the same guy from the weekend before. He asked me if I was a sneaker and bondage fiend, and I nodded my head yes. He then told me how hot I looked playing with the vibrator, and has his Captured Boy the weekend before. He told me not to talk or yell, and removed his hand from my mouth. He then took out a pair of handcuffs, and cuffed my hands behind my back. He then gagged me, and blindfolded me, where I was again taken to the walk in closet, and secured to the chair.

Once I was secured, he told me to relax. He was going out to do a few things and would be back later. I then heard him leave.

Again, I started to squirm and tried to escape, knowing that escape was impossible. I moaned and squirmed against my bonds, and again, I was getting hard being tied up. This was the usual combination of pleasure and torment, and my cock was getting rock hard. Not being able to see or speak, I only had some movement in the bonds. I was aroused, hard, horny, and tied up wanting to be played with but I knew there was no one there to play with me.

I had no idea how long I had been tied up and squirming, but I was quite aroused, and I knew if something didn't happen soon, I would wind up having a hands free bondage orgasism. Sure enough, a few minutes later, I had a hands free bondage orgasism, shooting into my Levis. After a few minutes I shot again. 

I was still hard and tied up, and not known when or if I would be released. Not to long after, my Captor did return. That muffled voice said he knew that I would have a hands free bondage orgasism if I was Captured by him again, and I did. He uncuffed my hands, and again told me not to move for ten minutes, giving him time to leave. I complied with his directive, and after about ten minutes, I undid the blindfold and gag, and untied myself from the chair. 

The Outfit

Hands cuffed behind my back   

Now secured and squirming.

Some squirming tied to the chair, wondering if I will be released

For several months, I wondered who this Captor was, or whether he would make another appearance where I would be the Captured Boy not knowing the identity of the Captor, but I never heard from him again. 

FRIDAY AFTER WORK

Being I have a job where I work remote, I am still working. Unfortunately, it is still not really safe to meet up with anyone for a bondage session, and I was really feeling the bondage need, and knew I would have to take care of this myself. So after work, I set up the camping cot. I set up a lashing straps on the cot, and secured the canvas posey fist mitts to the cot. After getting the camera set up, I decided to put on a button down shirt and tie. This looked nice with the Levis and the White Converse High Top Sneakers I was wearing. It was now time to see how good I could tie myself up. I removed the blindfold piece off the leather hood and put it on. Once the hood was secured, I took a set of lashing straps, and tied my ankles together. I then laid back on the cot, and used some duct tape for a gag. Next, I secured the three lashing straps. I then put the headphones on playing white noise. I slid the blindfold down over my eyes, then slid my hands into the posey fist mitts. I was starting to relax and find my headspace, but I also made a resolution, that I would stay like this for a half an hour, as that is how long it would take the white noise to play out. Believe it now not, even though I knew I could escape, I found myself relaxing, and the stress and tension leaving my body.

I did enjoy my nice self bondage for about forty minutes. Feeling extremely horny, I broke out the heavy duty vibrator and poppers, but unfortunately, it only took me about fifteen minutes to shoot into my Levis. While it was still relaxing, it is better to be tied up where you can't escape and controlled or do it to others 

CAPTURED ON A COLD WINTER NIGHT - THE PRECURSER

One Sunday Morning, I was feeling the need for bondage, so sporting a pair of Levis, going commando, a tee shirt, my Duke Sweatshirt, I put myself into a leather hood, duct tape gagged myself and pulled the hood up over my head. I then secured wrist restraints. I did manage to snap some pictures, in Playing Around on Sunday Morning. Once I got some pics to share, I laid on the bed for about an hour. Sporting my new red Vans Sneakers, I was also drifting in and out of a light nap, and also getting hard on and off. After about an hour, I undid the cuffs, went to the garage and got the heavy duty vibrator, and went back to the bedroom to pleasure and torment myself thorough my Levis. This is in two parts and scaled back due to the amount of space I have to upload videos. The first time, I held out about 20 minutes, and the second time only about eight minutes. 

Part I

Part II

Though of course, after I took care of business, about ten minutes later, I decided to do it again. This one is in two parts.

PART I

PART II

While I was having this fun, I had no idea I was being stalked. 

JEFF TIED UP

I met Jeff back in 2010. He had never been tied up before, and wanted to get tied up. so he got his first bondage session in a straight jacket. Jeff got tied up a few more times after that.

Jeff had moved away and during the time he was gone, he had went on a diet, started working out, and slimmed down nicely. We had a few more bondage sessions together.

PLAYING AROUND ON A SUNDAY MORNING

Okay, with this social distancing thing going on, you have to come up with something to keep your sanity. So, I put on the leather hood and duct tape gag. Put the wrist restraints into play, and hung out on the bed and relaxed for about an hour.