Darin – a 22-year-old frat boy who loves working out and “looking good for the ladies” – lies on a long, oak table, half-unconscious, stretched out in his street clothes, a T-shirt and baggy jeans. He can feel someone wrapping what feels like rope around his ankles and wrists and pulling them tight, but he’s not sure where he is or what is happening to him. He wants to drift off to sleep but he forces himself awake when he feels his shirt being forcefully ripped open and removed. “What are you doing? Where am I?” he asks the young man standing over him, caressing his well-developed pecs and six pack. Darin isn’t the brightest guy in his frat, but he knows his firm, smooth, muscular body has finally gotten him into some real trouble. Smart boy.

Frat boy Darin, now completely naked, continues to struggle against his ropes, stretched out on the oak table, every muscle in his perfect, smooth, 22-year-old body – from his thick, meaty calves and thighs, to his chiseled abs and chest – displayed to perfection. He has the body a college athlete, not a gym boy, his muscles toned to perfection so they can compete at the highest level. “What the fuck are you doing?” he screams as Rope Man Matt attaches biting clamps to his nipples, then wraps his ball-sack with loop after loop of cotton twine. “Fuck you,” he adds, with pitiful resignation. Then Matt pulls the twine tight – real tight – and the display is complete. Darin’s cries of pain and writhing muscles are a symphony and a ballet all at once.

Sometimes rope man Matt’s work becomes real art! We have rarely seen something as beautiful as college muscle stud Darin, with his perfect body, smooth skin and model’s face, tied-up on his stomach in Matt’s custom, modified hogtie, arms spread back, legs bent just enough to make that perfect ass flex and unflex. What a beautiful site to beyond. Then it gets better. The sinister Matt again wraps Darin’s ball sack with cotton twine – and hooks the twine to both his big toes, making the poor boy squirm in pain. Matt is like a kid in a candy shop, making his prize boy scream in anguish as he tortures his balls, smacks his ass and feet, and enjoys that perfect body. This video should be in an art museum.

Darin is one hot college boy but he dresses like a slob. Baggy, ill-fitting jeans and a cheap wife beater make up his typical outfit. Despite his straight-boy tastes, he sure looks good standing there, arms tied high above his head, the muscles in his beefy torso bulging under the tight beater, his deep, round ass filling out those baggy jeans, his trimmed arm pits and bare, muscular arms hinting at what the rest of his athletic body will look like naked – smooth, beautiful, muscular, young. Dousing his torso with a bucket of water confirms how muscular he is, as the thin cotton clings to his abs and highlights his deep navel. Darin moans and complains as the man caresses and fondles him. He struggles and flexes against his bonds, even though he knows it provides his kidnapper with exactly the kind of show he wants. Now it’s time to unwrap that package and really get this show on the road.

God, does muscle stud Darin look amazing, strung up completely naked in the glass atrium, arms high, his abs and other muscles flexing as he struggles against his ropes. He can see houses nearby and he wonders why no one thinks it’s strange that a young guy is stripped naked and displayed in their neighbor’s atrium, clearly against his will and while in pain. Maybe they are enjoying the show, too. His body is sweating profusely from the humidity of the hot tub below him, streams of perspiration dripping down his rippled abs. So far, his tormentor has done little but rip off his clothes and fondle his body. He hates that, but at least it’s not painful. But that’s about to change. Matt ties his cock and balls tightly with rough twine, attaching the other end to an iron weight. “What the fuck?” Darin sputters, as Matt pushes the weight into the tub of water. The pain is immediate, pulling hard on his cock and balls, making him gasp and forcing him to arch forward. A beautiful site just got better.

We aren’t sure what we love more: Darin’s muscular body with its perfect college-boy six pack or his firm, smooth ass with its quivering, pink hole. So we decide to display Darin in a way that highlights both! Expert rope man Matt ties his boy’s wrists to the sides of the bondage table, displaying his abs perfectly. Then he pulls Darin’s legs high and wide and ropes them to his wrists, exposing that perfect ass and stretching that tight boy hole. Darin moans and flexes in this very uncomfortable position, until Matt returns with a whip. “No, no,” he mutters as Matt first strokes, then whips, his abs. Then Matt moves onto his feet, stroking and whipping his soles, making Darin squirm and scream. What a perfect specimen of young manhood.

Rope man Matt is sure enjoying having such a beautiful specimen of young manhood on which to ply his trade. Stripped to his tighty-whites and hooded in complete darkness, to keep him compliant, frat jock Darin is roped by his ankles, wrists, upper arms and neck to a special bondage chair, as his pecs dance and his abs flex and unflex. Once his boy is completely bound, Matt enjoys the smooth hardness of his sculpted body, caressing and slapping his chest and abs and pinching his firm, pink nipples. Darin is amazed by the stress placed on his body by the chair, with his legs bent awkwardly, his arms roped tightly, and his back aching. He moans helplessly as Matt removes his undies and continues to humiliate him, treating him like nothing more than a piece of meat. Now it’s time for some real pain: a biting clamp right on the tip of his cock.

Frat boy-muscle stud Darin is hooded and tightly roped to the bondage chair, a nasty plastic clamp digging into the head of his cock, when rope man Matt comes in and removes the hood, mostly to hear those lovely moans of agony even better, but also to show off that handsome face. Darin looks so good flexing and struggling, his legs spread wide and bent painfully, his chest and abs displayed perfectly, his throat and arms roped tight, a look of pure pain etched into his young face. Matt is such a sadist. He not only loves feeling up his boy's luscious body, he can't resist pulling on the clamp biting into his cock, sending him into spasms of agony. "Fuck you!" Darin screams -- before Matt grabs the cock clamp. "Please let me go," he begs later, in his sweetest voice, knowing this man may will hurt him again if he smarts off. Sure enough, Matt tells the young stud he will let him go -- if he first pumps out a nice load of cum. Darin agrees, working himself to organism and covering his amazing six-pack with cum. "I came for you; now let me go!" he says. Silly boy.