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Arrest No 7 - Piss Patrol - part 6

January 26, 2013, 2:17 am
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Sorry for the break in posts in this serial, folks. 
The story continues with Parker forced to suck cop dick.

 
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Parker does his best to service Officer Roy's ramrod. It's pretty distasteful to him and his only prior experience is the crash course he just received from Seagars - and even that was interrupted halfway through, by Roy finding them at it.

“He's not much good, is he?” Roy says to Seagars, tweaking the other cop's nipple fiercely enough to induce a squeal of surprised pain. “It's gonna take more than this for me to overlook your gross behaviour and dereliction of duty, perhaps he's better at taking it up the ass, is he?.”

“Nuurgh!” splutters a horrified Parker.

 
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“Yeah”, says Roy “I think I got an idea how to punish you two. 
Get up Parker, you pathetic cock sucker! Seagars, get down behind him!”
Seagars hesitates.
Roy adds nastily, “Unless you'd rather go up to the Captain, on report.”
Seagars humbly gets down on his knees. 

Roy orders Parker to help him out of his shirt so he can punish them without getting it sweaty and dirty. Parker fumbling with the buttons, realises that his humiliations here are far from over. 

Roy has now taken hold of his cock and is twirling it like a smoker assessing an expensive cigar. Worse, he feels Seagars' beard bristling it's way in between his ass cheeks.
“Stop that,” he tells Seagars, clenching his ass as tight as he can, “I don't do that.”
 
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There's a brief hushed silence, then Roy roars at him.
“In this jail we'll tell you what you do and don't do!”
He grabs the soft flesh of Parker's pec in a tight claw hold.
Seagars joins in, grabbing Parker's balls from behind and giving them a sharp tug that makes him double up in pain.
He falls forward onto Roy's chest, and purely by mistake, 
jerks the officer's uniform trousers down.
 
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“Did you see that, Seagars?” exclaims Roy, 
“The punk attacked me! Restrain him!”
Seagars jumps up and puts a double arm lock on Parker pulling him backwards. 
As he does so, Roy punches the prisoner in the stomach. 
Hard. 
Parker cries out in pain.
Roy's mouth engulfs his cock.
  
to be continued
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Arrest No 7 - Piss Patrol - part 7

January 28, 2013, 2:15 am
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If Parker's sucking technique was soft and amateurish, Roys is aggressive and rough.
The skilled, harsh chewing rapidly induces a sizeable erection from Parker, 
but there's little pleasure in it for him.
He appeals to Seagars “You said you'd help me!”
Seagars grimly replies “You'd better bite the bullet, buddy, if you wanna get outta here anytime soon.”
But it's Roy who's doing the biting, down below, right now.

“Oh God!” groans Parker.
 
 
 
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He's soon pleading, “Noooo, please..... don't!”
as the cops aggressively explore his nakedness from the front and behind.
It's all way too much for an innocent country boy,
he feels like he's being eaten alive,
but there's absolutely nothing he can do.
Not while they've got him under lock and key.

 
 
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Though wilting from the double erotic assault,
he realises to his horror and confusion 
that these strong, rough men are actually turning him on.
As though reading his mind, Roy suddenly sits back and smiles with pleasure, 

and now he turns his attention to Seagars.

to be continued

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Arrest No 7 - Piss Patrol - part 8

February 1, 2013, 1:01 am
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Pushing Parker aside, Roy pulls the mattress off the bed
 and orders Seagars to lie on it.

“You gonna get appropriate punishment 
for messing with the prisoners, without my say-so!” he snarls.

Seagars reluctantly obeys. He allows Roy to lift his legs in the air 
while Parker looks on, amazed and rather embarrassed.

“Hey, I didn't mean anything, it was him. 
It was him” argues Seagars, “….aaaa.......AAAAHH!” 

His weasel words are cut off by Roy's forceful penetration.

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Roy rolls his junior officer up and begins to aggressively pound his ass. 

“Jeez Roy! You know I hate this stuff!” Seagars whines.

“It's appropriate punishment”, Roy reminds him, 

“But, you can't do it in front of the prisoner!” Seagars struggles with his pride. 

“Shut up, Officer Seagars. Parker! Hold him down”.

“No! Keep that creepy, pissy, street punk outta this!” screams Seagars. 

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Parker sees just how much Seagars despises him
 and how he has been manipulating him. 

Angrily, he silences the Officer's stream of venom 
by crudely sitting astride his face.

“Get off me, you jerk!” 

It's Seagars' last audible protest 
before his head is enfolded by Parkers' sweaty crotch.
 
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Parker deliberately sits heavily on Seagars face, 
smothering him with his musky fur. 

It feels like doing something really bad, 
literally rubbing the cop's nose in it 

but the Officer deserves it and feeling the sweaty, struggling body 
trapped beneath him is pretty exciting. 

He watches fascinated as Officer Roy re-enters Seagars ass. 

 
to be continued
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Arrest No 7 - Piss Patrol - part 9

February 3, 2013, 2:30 am
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Roy looks Parker in the eye, 
“I've told you I believe in appropriate punishment. 
Seagars here has been screwing you ever since you got here. 
Now it's your turn, so get it ready”

Roy's right, Parker does feel aggrieved and this sex-soaked incarceration is reviving some potent, adolescent fantasies about other men, 
which he never dared to explore - until now. 

He knows he's being drawn in deeper and deeper, entangled in a weird and dangerous web and he can't figure out Roy's angle. It scares him, but remembering Roy's punch in his stomach, there don't seem many other choices on offer.

Slowly and deliberately he begins to stroke himself hard. 

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Prompted by Roy, Parker forces his cock into Seagars mouth, 
telling him to lube it up good.
The sense of power over the squirming, complaining cop thrills him.

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Roy orders Seagars up on his knees and Parker excitedly enters him, doggie style.
It's his first time with a man, but the way is open, already prepared for him by Roy.

“I'll get you for this Parker!, you scum!” cries Seagars, sobbing into Roy's lap.
But Parker's lost in the pleasure of new, warm, soft sensations.

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Seagars' resistance rapidly wilts under Parker's manful assault
The humiliation of being screwed by his own prisoner is too much.
Parker flips him onto his back so he can watch his face. 

He continues towards his climax, taking his revenge,
scarcely noticing that Roy has taken up position behind him
and is observing him with great interest.

to be concluded tomorrow
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Arrest No 7 - Piss Patrol - part 10 (Last one)

February 4, 2013, 3:08 am
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This is the final episode of 'Piss Patrol”. 
To read them in sequence, go to the first episode here and click on 'newer post' after you have read it. They run in sequence with no interruptions.

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When Parker first notices Roy touching his behind, he takes it in his stride.
He's enjoying himself so much with Seagars that it just feels like he's getting encouragement in his first male 'conquest'. An extra 'push' as it were.
He ratchets up the pace of his thrusting, gleefully ignoring Seagars' protest.

However, this child-like enthusiasm soon passes, 
Parker resumes a more leisurely pace as sensual enjoyment takes hold. 
Now he feels Roy's experienced fingers again,
delicately exploring the tender regions in between his legs.

It's a revelation for Parker.

He suddenly realises that the familiar, sexual electricity dancing in his dick,
somehow extends backwards too, communing with a source deeper within him.
A source that Roy's gentle fondling is awakening.

Instinctively, Parker wants more, 

he pushes backwards.......

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Suddenly, Parker feels Roy slide full inside him, 
gradually pushing in deeper and deeper.
He gasps in surprise at how big it feels and nearly falls forward onto Seagars' chest.

Seagars sees Parker's shocked expression and laughs in his face.
“Your turn, bitch boy!” he mocks.

Roy begins sliding in and out, gradually accelerating.
Parker winces, it feels strange, but he also feels his own excitement growing.

Somehow, now, Seagars is gripping his cock, tightly, while Roy's firm thrusting from behind is over-riding his own stroking movements. 
In a bewildering reversal of fortunes, he's trapped fast between the two cops 
and completely under their in control.

Locked together they ride in rhythmic union,
cajoling Parker helplessly through an unfamiliar terrain of sweaty, all-male lust.....

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Dawn finds Parker tired, drained and alone in his cell.

Before he left, Officer Roy found time to remind Parker that he still had to make amends for his original misdemeanour, if he wanted to avoid a court appearance. Seagars was still angrily threatening retribution for his humiliation.

Parker peers out of the window where freedom lies
and the ordinary life he led, before the cops seized him - and changed him.

He wonders anxiously what the 'appropriate punishment' will be,
for urinating in a public place.




The End

My thanks to Falcon Studios for these classic images taken from
It is still available from them and not expensive (no I'm not on a cut!)
but be aware that my storyline is not the same as the video.

My characterisation of the actors is entirely fictional.
No offence or infringement intended.

To read the chapters in sequence, go to the first episode here and click on 'newer post' after you have read it. They run in sequence with no interruptions.

If you enjoyed this 'mitchmen' photo tale, you can click on the 'stories' label below to see others. You can also join my free yahoo group for illustrated, raunchy stories of men being put in their place using my own drawings.
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JockSpank blog re-instated

February 6, 2013, 2:11 am
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I am happy to see that the Jockspank blog is back on the air again
(see my previous post)
This group of pictures comes from their recent postings.

The images come from British Boys Fetish Club and what a very British name that is, for an erotic photo studio! It's reminiscent of the good old undercover days of the 50's.

 Robby's late for work again!

 Pants down time is pretty humiliating for a grown lad.
 
 This time the boss means business

The sight of Robbie's rosied-up cheeks could become addictive
 to a conscientious boss.

Lesson learned Robbie?
Or do you want some more?

British Boys Fetish Club has been around for a while but this is the best work I can recall seeing from them. The photography is good quality and the actors look good too. Robbie's cheeky face and shapely buns speak for themselves but I also like the slightly seedy, older man - he looks a tough old bird! The hand restraint tells you just how determined he is, it also credits the Robbie character with a bit of fight.
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Royale Studio 18 - The PT Class

February 10, 2013, 3:19 am
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 Today's post continues the mitchmen series on 'Royale Studio'
(for earlier posts in the series click on the GIU/Royale label at the foot of this article).

This group of photo's was actually published by 'Hussar Studio' which was part of the 'Royale Studio' group. It is entitled 'The PT Class', words that were probably dreaded by many a schoolboy in the 50/60's. The PT or Physical Training class in the Gym was a standard element of the timetable, not just in schools, but also in Military establishments, young offenders institutions and the like. 

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This series is just a collection of images supposedly showing off the skills of the class in various poses with no particular sequence. This opening shot is a classic demonstration of balance and strength, such as you might see in a public exhibition of the time (such as the Royal Tournament). The instructor watches closely for any wobbles.

There's a pleasing symmetry about the balancing pair, you'll notice how the upper model's shapely thighs and the lower model's curvaceous calves are nicely showcased. The more perverted among you will spot the beautiful curve of the shorts round the lower student's bottom as well - and the mound between his legs. But this is Royale Studio (wake up at the back!), so we should look for the more hidden eroticism and the kneeling student's eyes show us where to look.......

This exercise normally would involve the balancing student alternately straightening and flexing his arms, raising and lowering himself, showing off his balancing skills. In that process his face would be going up and down, directly above the lower student's 'mound', thereby simulating fellatio. In fact there's a cheat here, he's actually being supported by the lower student's arms, but in a way that serves to pull him in, cementing the erotic link between the pair.

The instructor seems unaware of all this, but you can't help noticing that his thrust-forward groin is suggestive of his own erotic thoughts. Suddenly that abstracted, kneeling student doesn't seem quite so surplus to requirements!


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Hussar's PT class is blessed with a very attractive teacher/instructor who has stripped off, down to the waist as he puts his lads through their paces. I recall the PT Classes at my own school were conducted by an equally handsome, young teacher (reputedly an ex-professional footballer) with a stunning, sharply cut, muscular physique - which he was not averse to revealing to us from time to time.

 This particular exercise, is a new one on me. At first sight it's just a spread-jump but then you notice the stony faced young pupil is actually sitting astride a vaulting horse. Just a way of holding the pose? Perhaps, but  the horse pressing up between the legs is also subtly erotic. You may have seen images of the fetish variant where the tied-up victim is balanced astride a more pointed wedge (whose top edge may be blunt or sharp according to taste). It's all code for groping and penetration of course.

The tight shorts of the model (and those of his class-mate in the background) are doing sterling work here showing off chunky, muscular thighs and low hanging fruit in-between (still visible despite the age of the pictures). His open, unprotected, 'come and get me' pose seems to be drawing the instructor in, in fact he's almost astride that outstretched leg, within rubbing distance and seemingly hardly able to contain himself. That left hand looks as though it might be about to make a grab once he's wiped the sweat off his palms! I suspect the front of his trousers may have been sanitised here or maybe it's just natural bleaching out during reproduction, but is it just my imagination or does that shadowing around his groin suggest dangling tackle?


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 The instructor demonstrates the next exercise. The lads gather round to watch attentively, their curves and tight shorts brought out by some clever lighting. The eyes of the foreground pair are focused on the instructor's head and their bodies bow forward suggestively (longingly?) in that direction too. In contrast the third, closest model seems to be shying away, he's probably just helped the instructor to raise his legs. It's a more believable, natural pose that highlights the expectant tension in his companions.

I can remember being introduced to this as a 'hanging' exercise and thinking it rather pointless, but it's actually quite a demanding test of strength and flexibility. It commences and ends with the feet lowered onto the ground, producing a helpless bent-over pose that the studio declined to illustrate (as far as I know!) but the boys in the picture and the audience of course know exactly what's coming!

That is the power of Royale Studio pictures.

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 This image brings out nicely a theme that underpins the whole series, the authority of the instructor over the lads in his class. His power to make them perform, to carry out demanding, quite painful exercises - and in unison, temporarily suppressing their individuality.

The combination of healthy exercise and training discipline was believed (probably correctly) to be beneficial to young men's minds, but participation in a class full of scantily-clad, testosterone laden, young lads provided much fuel for non-improving thoughts as well. As I recall, the other boys in my class were not blessed with bottoms and thighs as well-developed as this peachy row, these young men are older and much more interesting.

 The instructor averts his eyes from the bum show, more interested in the bobbing heads. Oh dear! That odd 'hands behind back', pelvic thrusting pose is beginning to make more sense, but as for his trousers, it's a case of 10 miles to London and still no sign of Dick!

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Royale Studio 18 - The PT Class - 2

February 12, 2013, 2:26 am
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 The next three images do form something of a sequence. The 'hidden eroticism' requires little in the way of explanation from me.

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'Touching your toes' was (is?) the most basic of gym exercises, a measure of flexibility and lean-ness. In the 50's it was also, for fairly obvious reasons, a standard way for racier comedians to mock homosexual practices. Here, Royale/Hussar Studio reclaims the innuendo for gays to enjoy. The overly intimate angle would be distasteful to straight audiences but the humourous heads looking back through the legs probably made it acceptable.  

It's worth remembering that the originals of these pictures would have been a top quality photographs and this group gives a glimpse of just how wonderful they must have seemed to their lucky recipients in a world where any sort of explicit imagery (straight included) was ruthlessly suppressed.

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 This excellent 'through the legs' shotis a classic Royale Studio pose (so good they used it twice in the Soldier-Sailor series!) It shows off thecurves of the foreground legs especially well. Getting the model to stand on his toes is a stroke of genius, it flexes his calves a little bit more, but also creates a marvellous sense of youthfulness and suppressed energy as he prepares to rush forward. 

The vaulting horse reprises it's role of leg spreader seen previously in picture 2, it conveniently raises the waiting student onto his toes as well, producing an pose of extreme passivity. I need hardly point out what the focal point of this composition is, if in any doubt check out the eye-lines! 

The details of these ageing pictures tease us, for example the shadowing between the buttocks of the bent over model is oddly suggestive of what lies inside his shorts. Is this an accident or a deliberate 'enhancement'? By the studio or someone else?  There's a similar intriguing effect in picture 5 and a strangely effective highlight between the thighs. I've noted this in previous articles too. 
 Then again, it might just be my fertile imagination.

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Here we have 'The Jump', another nice little erotic joke. It's a terrific image for bottom lovers. The positioning of the lower model, on his toes with shoulders braced and showing long, long legs would make an excellent  image in it's own right, with nuances of CP.

I'm not au fait with the capabilities of cameras in the 60's, but this looks as if it was shot as a balanced, static pose. I'm going by the lack of blurring, the positioning of the hands and the close proximity of the wall in front! It must have been tricky to get right in the time available before muscles gave out, so we can forgive the untidy disembodied hand and the cropped top edge. The result is still tremendously dynamic and exciting with an exaggerated erotic suggestiveness that's highly entertaining.

These tight, little, white shortswere less startling at that time than you might imagine, they were fashionable beach wear and often found in female glamour shots. With men, it's the frontal view of course which causes most of the problems, not the rear.


to be continued
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Royale Studio 18 - The PT Class - 3

February 14, 2013, 3:06 am
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 The boys prepare to scale the wall bars, producing another row of cute bottoms in tight shorts and some fairly impressive upper body shapes as well. You can just see some stretch creases in the tight singlets through the 'white out'. The instructor cuts a pretty heroic figure here, his authority over the students is unmistakeable. This sense is subtly reinforced by the boy's poses, facing the wall (like naughty boys) and with their hands-up (associated with notions of surrender and deference to deity). I'd hesitate to suggest this was all intentional but I'm not so sure about the gradual transition in enthusiasm from the left hand student, stiffly at attention through to the almost slouching model on the right who seems to have lost interest in the proceedings.



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 I can't say I exactly recognise this upside-down exercise, but I have seen something similar in the rigging climbing display of the Royal Navy, perhaps Royale Studio's Basil Clavering had a Navy connection.
More shapely bodies and splendid shorts here - oh for a better copy!

Erotically speaking, the prime point of interest is the right hand student, apparently slacking in the previous picture and now receiving special 'hands on' attention from the instructor. Note bottom and face in close proximity. Coincidence?


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'These are my boys' the instructor seems to be saying, in fact it's almost as though he's hanging them up like a fisherman showing off a particularly fine catch - which they clearly are!It's a really nice image. The instructor oozes power and confidence while the boys display their complete obedience to him, even to the extent of performing together in this girly, 'artistic' display.
Truly a mitchmen putting of men in their place.

Interestingly, there's also a reverse way of looking at this group. The boys show off their fine figures and abilities, they tower above the instructor making him seem diminutive and relatively unfit. He is reduced to propping them up as the stars of the show. I guess it's a matter of personality which way you choose to see this image. An interesting contradiction. A timeless truth about the nature of power.

Meanwhile, the third student dangles from the wall-bars, forgotten at the back. He was presumably intended to provide the apex of a triangular composition, but headless and not quite central enough it just fails to work. Possibly it has been cropped to give more prominence to the foreground group. He has the consolation of the instructor's head nestling in his crotch. Coincidence? I don't think so.

The belts worn all by the participants (see picture below) are a standard, inexpensive 50's design made with elasticated fabric and featuring a simple clasp design, a distinctive 'S' shaped buckle, formed to look like a snake, which hooked into an eyelet on the other end of the belt. It was very suitable for rugged use and is absolutely authentic here.

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The team line up for your approval, but sadly the bleaching effects of scanning from a cheap, small size magazine and natural ageing mask the most interesting detail.It comes as something of a surprise to see that the instructor is almost dwarfed by his husky charges, it makes their obedience to his erotically motivated exercises rather satisfying. Well, he's smirking about it at any rate. The boys don't seem quite so happy.

It's surprisingly difficult to distinguish faces in these faded images but the student on the far right looks like Fred Collins who we met previously in the Soldier-Sailor set, I think the young man standing next to the instructor (and straddling the horse in picture 2) is Tibor Urgay, another Royale/Hussar Studio favourite who I haven't featured before. Student number 3 resembles a supporting actor in a different Sailor Spanking set which you will probably recognise. I'm still working on the instructor.

A footnote on clothing:- I think I have mentioned before that Royale provided specially-tailored clothing for their models, to accentuate interesting regions of the body. The unsymmetrical positions of the belt loops on the instructor's trousers suggest they've been 'taken in' to display his backside better. But in this set it's the crotch hugging shorts that stand out and you can see that all three students are sporting frontal 'cleavage' as well as rear. There are no revealing belt loops at the front, but in picture 8 above the centre model has an 'offset' rear loop as though it's been altered too. Fred's thigh hemlines, 11 above on the far right, look great but the two centre models garments look quite odd. It could be that they are just tucked in to show more thigh, but in picture 8 you can see that they are very tight and so short at the back, that the lower buttock cheek is on display. I'm wondering if the baggy frontal effect is partly a result of imperfect 'down-sizing'.

There's probably another factor in play here too. Royale had a trademark technique of wetting clothing to make it cling. It's not so obvious in this set as some, but have a look at the shorts creasing in picture 9. Check out also the singlets in picture 11 above. The seams are much whiter than the body of the vest and you can just see a nipple showing on the middle man, both of which could be a result of wetting which would explain the saggy shorts look - and possibly the glum demeanour of the boys too!

These images are extracted from a 60's magazine spread and I suspect there are others in the set but have yet to find them. I can visualise a follow-up session in which the slacker (Fred Collins) gets punished. Please get in touch if you know more.

If you are interested in the discussion of 'hidden eroticism' in these vintage images, you can see more articles on the theme by clicking the 'hidden eroticism' label at the foot of this post.  If you want to see more Royale sets click on the 'GIU/Royale' label.
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Riding The Wedge - 1

February 15, 2013, 2:41 am
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 In my previous posts about 'The PT Class', the Vaulting Horse straddling exploits of Timor Urgay above, prompted a diversion about sitting astride crotch-filling devices and a mention of 'The Wedge', a fetish torture tool.
 
This, more modern version of the idea depicts solid, phallic bulk between the straddling legs and a man struggling to cope, it seems. The castaway marooned on a rock, exposed to the pouring rain is a very Japanese way of putting a man in his place. 

 Note the olive underwear, yummy! I missed this in my recent survey
(search on 'olive' to find it)
 I don't know who the creator of this image is although I feel I should.
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A touch of Twilight howling?
This picture eloquently demonstrates the sensuality of crotch rubbing,  using less of a blunt instrument, although the choice of a window frame, half in half out, is a bit strange. Is he a burglar? Coming or going?
I love the bubble butt + underwear combo here and  the upraised stubbly chin,
he's a pretty boy


Bishop - The Blade
This classic image by Bishop demonstrates the fetish potential of the wedge device. 
The victim sits astride it, weighted down to increase the pressure.
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Bishop actually calls it 'The Blade' implying a sharp top edge, but I'm glad he doesn't follow that idea through to a messy conclusion, this victim is still being lowered into position. Slanting shafts of light conjure up a forbidding basement location and the cowled monks intensify the sinister atmosphere - and raise the chilling suspicion that this victim's offence might be rather inconsequential to you or I.
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You're never quite sure in Bishop's work whether you're looking at a man or a woman - or an amalgam of the two, the cock here looks a bit of an afterthought and not exactly a labour of love, I'm not sure if it shows excitement or fear.

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Riding The Wedge 2

February 16, 2013, 4:42 am
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If I recall correctly, the picture by Bishop in my last post is not the only 'wedge' torture image in existence but I've not been able to track down any others, I will remedy this when I find them!

 

Luckily our old friends at Bound Gods have produced a particularly good session featuring 'The Wedge' being ridden by Cody Allen, at the instigation of Brad Kalvo. 
The crotch dividing qualities of the beast are best seen from the rear. 






Cody's hands are tied above his head and his feet dangle uselessly, 
so he can't do anything to relieve the pressure on his groin. 
I love the twiddling toes in this picture.

 

No monks, sadly, in this dungeoun but Brad makes a very presentable leatherman. 
He obligingly provides a distraction for Cody......


......with impressive results 
but Cody seems to have something else on his mind.


Brad lingers over his cabinet of delights, while Cody patiently awaits his return.


Now the fireworks start!
Cody's excitement rapidly deflates.

The reference number for the Bound Gods production is 21957 
and it's entitled 'Please tase my ass' (!)
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Riding The Wedge - 3

February 20, 2013, 2:11 am
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Sorry for the gap in posts on this topic, computer on the blink!

To complete this thread, more images to get you thinking
about wedges between thighs.

 
Trying the wedge out?
The padded leather motorcycle trousers (chaps?) and sleeveless top suggest virility, manhood and a touch of wildness but the model's face looks far too youthful and cleancut. It's an incongruous combination, like a youth trying to be a man, too early. The expression on his face suggests he might be out of his depth already!
 
A beautiful model contemplating the possibilities of the wedge.
The stepladder is a useful proxy, arrow-shaped and lifting the model off the ground
Sadly my decorator was never this adventurous.
I love those lanky legs.

Ouch! Too sharp lad?
Get back on!
(This image by Dylan Rosser)
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Riding The Wedge - 4

February 23, 2013, 6:47 am
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A final set of more or less painful straddling images, involving blunter instruments than the true wedge, but each with it's own test for the stoic model to endure.

Unashamedly erotic, but a statue of a lion in ancient, Middle Eastern style lends a touch of arty class to this image. Still, the grainy, gritty texture of that stone must be murder on our elegant model's naked bottom and you can be sure that the photographer will demand numerous adjustments to his position to get a decent selection of poses. I know I would! 

The model's expression suggests he's already had a couple of abrasive moments.


A steel girder in an industrial setting would normally present quite a cold challenge to this boy's exposed rear, but by the look of things it's quite hot and steamy in here. The lower flange of the girder is only wide enough to support a couple of toes and he looks suitably unhappy, poised gingerly there with a forlorn expression on his face.

 Apollo Phoenix (can that be his real name?) spreads his legs happily to accommodate this plastic wrap-around seat. It's just high enough and wide enough to prevent him placing his feet comfortably on the ground. Quite the opposite of a sharp wedge, but who knows what lies hidden behind the upturned edge? It's in the lap of the gods you might say.

Of course, plastic + sweaty = adhesion and it looks like Apollo's just realised. 
An unpleasant un-peeling looms.

Riding astride a horse is the archetypal wedgie experience, no wonder cowboys were so happy round the camp fire. This handsome trophy animal may be dead, but those wicked horns, curling in towards the model's nude torso are enough to suggest a wilder, more challenging alternative to the horse ride. 

If he didn't feel foolish enough balanced like this - and he does look cross - the model has become a trophy himself. I'd find room on my walls somewhere for such a beast.

If you're wondering about the physics and engineering of producing this picture, I think that's the floor behind him.
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First catch your rogue

February 24, 2013, 2:17 am
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"woorsssit???"

"That was a text on your phone Darren, from someone called Jody.
It says 'where RU?' with lots of exclamation marks.
Looks like Jody's not happy with you!"

"ffrrrkoff! "

"Nice phone by the way, I might hang on to that,
but I expect you stole it anyway."

"ffrrroff!!! faaastudd"

Now, listen Darren, I know you're probably not the sharpest blade in the box.
That's not your fault, but really, you should have worked it out.
 If you keep breaking into people's houses, wrecking them and stealing stuff,
 then, sooner or later, in all probability,
 you'll run into someone bigger, stronger and nastier than you are......
 ...and in this case much, much nastier, Darren, I'm afraid.
 
"ffrrrkoff!ffrrrkoff! "

"Yes, you're quite right. (sigh). 
Now, don't go away Darren, I'm just popping into the kitchen, 
I've got something just the job for you.....

"ffrrrkoff! "
 
"You're a good looking brute, Darren, I like your body shaved like that,
but you've got too much aggression, way too much testosterone."

(sounds of drawers opening and rattling)

"Now where did I put it?... (rattle, rattle) 

......I think we need something special for this occasion......(rattle, rattle) 

 .......Ah, Here it is!"

"Look, Darren, it's a bit Freddie Kruger I'm afraid, 

But it's big, bright and shiny - and freshly sharpened.
What do you think?"

"nnnuuurrghh!!!!" (chair scraping noises) "nnnuuurrghh!!!!"


THE END
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The Adventures of Leo - 1

February 26, 2013, 12:57 am
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 Leo can remember being called to sort out a brawl in a bar, 
just a routine night patrol incident
When he got there, it was like they were waiting for him. 
He can't remember what happened after that.

 Wakey, wakey Leo, this is the start of your new life!

Interesting underwear Leo. 
It tells me a lot about you.
You're clean living and modest I reckon.
Not much call for that these days. Ha, ha!


 That uniform definitely doesn't do you justice Leo, 
you ought to be in a job where you can use that hunky body. 

Shaved pubes eh? You've definitely got potential!
In fact I know someone who'd love to look you over.
I'll go and call him....
Oh, I nearly forgot.....

 .....Just so you don't get any ideas of escaping.

Mmmmm Leo, Leo! 
I think you were just made to be tethered!

I won't be long Leo. don't go away!

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The Adventures of Leo - 2

February 28, 2013, 12:55 am
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The first visitor was as excited by Leo as his captor had anticipated.
A real cop, totally helpless, what an opportunity!

 Leo expected these men would take advantage of his immobilisation to hurt him.
Strangely, though, this one was content to watch him struggle,
enjoying his predicament and tweaking his ropes occasionally to make him jump
 - like a puppet on a string.

He was so fascinated by Leo's police uniform that when he left he took it with him.
 (after negotiating a suitable fee with Leo's captor of course).

Leo was furious at losing his uniform, but then he thought about it,
the other cops would be scouring the streets trying to find him, the uniform just might lead them to him.

Meanwhile, though, he had to receive his next visitor dressed only in his rather utilitarian underwear, chosen for comfort rather than style.

His mother would have been appalled, but for this man was highly amused.

Nevertheless he scolded Leo for his improper dress
and administered a short but stinging spanking.
Leo tearfully memorised his face, vowing revenge when he got free. 

 This man went on to study Leo's underwear from a variety of other, frankly, embarrassing angles. He started taking photographs, that Leo suspected would soon find their way onto the internet.

Tears and naff underwear, that wouldn't be too good for his street cred
 - or his career, he reflected.

Where were those cops when he needed them?

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There are lots more sexy pictures there.
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The Adventures of Leo - 3

March 1, 2013, 3:01 am
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The second visitor took Leo's underwear with him as he left.

"You're doing better than even I expected", reported his captor as he led Leo back to his cell, "they have to pay extra for clothes and spankings, you know.
It just shows how much they like you."
 .
It hadn't occurred to Leo that these men were actually paying to use him. He'd thought he was being held for ransom and that these guys were just gang members venting their hatred of cops.
 .
He had plenty of time to think about it while he waited for his next 'appointment'. He wondered apprehensively what other 'extras' might be on offer, on his behalf. Groping was obviously part of the basic package, but it wasn't hard to imagine more unpleasant, even frightening, possibilities.
How ironic, then, that his captor had dressed him in fresh, clean underpants!
He visualised once more, the disapproving face of his mother.

As it turned out, customer number 3 wanted only to practice his 'shibari' skills and torment the captive with tickling and painful tweaking. By the time the sweaty session ended, Leo had been molested and drained, but was otherwise relatively unharmed. The stranger departed, breathing heavily and clutching Leo's underwear. There followed a long cold wait before anyone came to relieve the pressure of his tight bindings.

These pictures of sexy Leo are fragments of larger sets from Bound Guys - go take a look!
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The Adventures of Leo - 4

March 4, 2013, 2:48 am
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At night, Leo did not retire to bed - he was led to it, naked and bound.
Not even a proper bed, but an uncomfortable sofa put-you-up in a basement room, with a gay coloured, 'rainbow' duvet. His captor thought the 'captive cop on a rainbow flag' was hilarious and took photos for the Internet. Leo drifted off to sleep hoping the cops would see them and spot clues as to where he was being held.

 
In the days that followed, Leo slipped into the routine of being tied and retied, dressed and undressed, all for the amusement of his punters. He became accustomed to being a captive servant of their perverted desires and it wasn't totally unpleasant, once he'd been 'broken in'. His obvious popularity was strangely pleasing to him, but he was told it wouldn't last. He was hitting his target earnings, but these men would soon get bored with him. This was the easy money, he'd soon be moved on to more demanding, more lucrative work. Then his takings would increase much more rapidly, but they had to pace him so he wouldn't burn out too soon. Leo wondered what burning out meant, maybe they'd set him free, one day, with a nice share of the money he'd earned.


Leo's days of duty normally followed a repetitive pattern of bondage trials, interspersed with meals and closely supervised exercising, all designed to keep him in prime condition. But one day, a routine macrame session with a client was suddenly interrupted. The Captor burst in with a very agitated demeanour and bundled the trouser-less customer out of the door, telling him he had to leave quickly. A few minutes later he returned, lifted tied up Leo off the bed and hurriedly carried him to an inconspicuous back room, where he dumped him on the floor and locked the door. Shortly after Leo heard voices nearby, it was the cops, he could tell by the tone and pattern of questioning. He strained to listen and called out (as best he could though the multiple layers of gag stuffed in his mouth). But they didn't hear him, despite repeated efforts. After a while, the voices faded away and he was left, lying on the floor, for the rest of the day.

Before long, Leo's police career became a distant memory and he began to despair of rescue. As he had been warned, his early customers stopped coming and his duties gradually became more exotic and his clients more demanding and cruel. The first 'bad day' was to be an innocent-seeming 'Harem' role-play. It turned into an Arabian Nightmare of protracted ball-binding laced with hot oils. The Middle Eastern client enjoyed Leo's captive squirming so much, that he said he intended to return for the 'disposal sale' and buy Leo to be his permanent Eunuch.

Leo suddenly saw a vision of a much more frightening future.

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The Adventures of Leo - 5

March 7, 2013, 1:17 am
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 The physically brutal, 'Harem' session had really shaken Leo. The client's insinuation that he was destined for a 'disposal sale' had deflated his hopes of release and freedom. As he was returned to his cell, the Captor noticed how agitated he was and secured him more tightly than usual that night, making Leo feel even more helpless and threatened. He slept badly that night,


In the morning, he was awoken early as usual, to eat, perform his toilet and be washed. After this complex overnight body bindings were removed and he was prepared for the first client of the day. His hands were tied in front with simple wrist roping he was gagged with a piece of cloth. In accordance with the clients instructions, he was to be totally nude, not even given underwear.


 Leo was not taken to his usual room, but down stairs to a cellar he'd never been in before. It wasn't a dark, forbidding dungeon, but it's bright, clinically clean appearance was equally disturbing. Here he waited, alone and trembling inside, sensing that something unpleasant was going to happen to him here.


The Captor tied Leo's hands to a post above his head, murmuring encouraging words, then left. Shortly afterwards, a middle-aged man entered the cellar. In his fine clothes, he looked like a southern gent, an impression that was confirmed by his  rich accent when he spoke. He complimented Leo on his physique and stout equipment, it looked just as good as the Captor had described.Yes, a fine looking buck and with an excellent reputation for 'customer service'. Leo cringed as he chuckled.


The man began to examine him more closely. Leo was accustomed to clients drooling over his body when they first met, but this was different, almost like a doctor examining a patient - no, like a farmer inspecting livestock. He placed his hands on Leo's hips to turn him round and laughed because Leo shuddered at his touch. 


 The examination of Leo's rear was equally intimate and thorough but finally the strange man stood back that Leo would make a fine addition to the staff at his plantation. Leo squawked , "I ain't gonna be no plantation slave!" Through the gag, it didn't come out quite like that but the resistance was unmistakeable.

 "Oh Ho!" cried the man "Some spirit I see! Excellent, Leo, my boy, I like that! You get better and better! But insolence cannot go unchecked." He slid his hand lightly down Leo's back, then turned away and took off his coat, hanging it upcarefully on a wall hook. Then he unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and began to neatly roll up the sleeves, revealing unexpectedly muscular arms. From a side table he picked up a riding crop and then advanced towards where Leo was tethered. Leo's legs began to tremble, he tugged at the wrist bindings.

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The Adventures of Leo - 6

March 9, 2013, 3:05 am
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Leo's beating by the Plantation owner was mercifully cut short, when a red light came on in the cellar and the Captor, through a loudspeaker, ordered a halt. "No marking the goods! Save it for when he's yours", he added. Which seemed to confirm to Leo that he really was about to be sold.

picture by Titan
He had another very sleepless night. In strange dreams, his mother kept admonishing him for betraying his ancestors. Fortunately, the next day would be easier. This client was a regular, who just wanted to worship his body but the exhausted Leo had difficulty staying awake for him. 


As punishment, the Captor took him back to the cellar and made him stand, shackled to the wall for 24 hours. With no food and unable to change positions, this simple confinement gradually became an agonising torture, leaving no marks whatsoever on the body.

picture by Bound Gods

In the following days, there were more heavy punishment scenes for Leo. He had to endure prominent city men with perverse tastes and deep wallets, who came to view him and have a 'test drive' prior to the sale. Leo began to understand what the Captor had meant by 'burn-out'.
The red light came to his rescue more than once.
picture by Titan

Fortunately these painful trials were always interspersed with milder work, which though distasteful for the former cop, was at least a respite and quite pleasurable in comparison. Leo could feel that his welfare was being looked after by the Captor, even if it was purely for business reasons.
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