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been digging through my oldest stuff to see if there’s anything i can dust off to fix or mess around with. i posted some variants of these here but they were fun to revisit and improve.

Coach paused, and seemed to be looking away. He glanced at me and smiled. Stetched out a hand suddenly and ran a finger firmly over the ropes pressing tight under my pecs.

“Better not let go till after the boss has had some fun and till we got some nice film.”

One of them showed me the gag. Pink-strapped with a big pink ball. Draped it over my face before he strapped it in. Tight.

"OK, OK, you guys." Matt laughed, but he was breathing hard.

It had taken three of them. They had let him have a dozen shots close range. All right in the abs. And then, when he was doubled up, they'd piled in. One pulled out a hank of rope and they got him up against a tree.

"Muscles won't do you no good, buddy. Strain as you like."

And Matt had strained and bucked while they secured his torso, quads and biceps tight against the tree..

"OK, OK, you guys." That was when Matt said that. "I give in."

They were looking at him.

One of them, thin, wiry, smirking, said, "I got maybe twenty shots still. Let's make him buck proper."

"Make him beg."

"F..k yourself."

He pushed my face down into the duvet.

Moving swiftly alongside of me. A little grunt of laughter. I could feel him brush past me. The laughter said he meant business. The odd touch or pressure meant I was secured.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

I said I guessed so.

He set up the lights. And a camera.

He gagged me real tight, tighter than the ropes. But no give between my wrists and ankles. Made me try to tug but wasted effort.

He gave me a few gentle strokes in the right places. Then a few firm strokes.

"Excited so quick? Oh boy, you've got a lot to learn. Thought you knew about this stuff."

"Mmyh. Mmmh!"

"That's it, soldier boy."

He massaged my neck and tested my shoulders like a pro. With each press and twist of his fingers I bucked some. Tried not to watch in the big mirror the light on my torso and his masked face.

"Whoa boy."

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