Jared just got back from a run and is relaxing with a magazine in his master’s luxury home when Rope Man Seamus sneaks up behind him with a chloroform-soaked rag! Jared wakes up in his tighty-whities, tied down to the oak dining table, Seamus hovering over him with a big smirk on his face. Soon Seamus adds several dark ropes to hold down his bound stud’s chest, waist and knees. Jared is fucking pissed, but there’s nothing he can do but struggle and flex as Seamus enjoys his body – and his cock.

Ropeman Seamus continues to have fun with his prized stud, Jared. He has him splayed out on a fancy leather ottoman, legs together, bound at the ankles, arms spread overhead. “Get your hands off my dick!” Jared smirks as Seamus feels him up through his tight red undies, then pulls them down to his ankles. Now it’s time to wrap that nice saggy ball sack with a dozen rope loops, squeezing Jared’s balls good and tight. Knowing Jared is right-handed, Seamus frees up that hand to let his jock boy work his straining cock. Jared tries to undo the ropes squeezing his balls, but Seamus is too expert. Our boy sure looks good workin’ that dick, up on his elbows, his tight abs flexed. Soon he’s covered his rock-hard stomach with cum. “Seamus, get me the fuck outta here!” he bellows. But he’s not going anywhere.

Our big dumb stud Jared strokes his still-hard dick, thinking that pumping out a massive load of cum on command would be enough to satisfy Rope Master Seamus’ lust. Wrong! Seamus is having way too much fun with his very own roped-up muscle boy to just let him go. “Don’t you fucking dare!” Jared barks as Seamus approaches with two nasty looking nipple clamps connected by a steel chain. “Don’t you fucking dare, Seamus!” Jared barks again, seeing Seamus tighten the clamps’ screw-adjusted tips so they will dig-in extra hard. With his right arm tied back over his head, his dick still semi-erect, his balls roped tight, Jared screams as the steel clamps bite into his nipples like snapping turtles. Now it’s time to sit back with a cold one and enjoy the show.

Seamus continues to have fun with Jared in the rich man’s house, hanging the muscle stud from the rafters in a den full of fancy electronics. But no one is looking at the big-screen TV. All eyes are on Jared’s ripped body and firm, proud ass, as he hangs there, struggling, in pain, his arms tied behind his back and the top and bottom of his pecs wrapped with super-tight ropes. God, his ass looks good in those tiny briefs. It looks even better when Seamus rips the undies off, leaving our hairless muscle stud completely naked. At first, Jared is just very uncomfortable, but, after a few hours, he’s exhausted and nearly in shock and collapses on the floor when Seamus cuts him down, his torso still roped, his ass clenching and unclenching.

Lean, muscular Jared is hogtied, his wrists fixed to his ankles with special leather cuffs made specifically for hog-tying recalcitrant boys in need of disciple. Jared, still proud and cocky, flexes and struggles against the leather bonds, moving as much as the small ottoman on which he is perched will allow. We love the way the hog-tie showcases the muscles in his arms, legs and back, while also stretching his lean torso and showcasing his firm, round ass. No matter how hard he fights, Jared cannot free himself, or even provide any relief to his aching muscles. He is stuck in this incredibly uncomfortable position and can do nothing but wait for his master, Seamus, to free him. But Seamus has other plans. He removes Jared’s socks, then expertly ropes his freakishly long feet and toes together, adding another level of discomfort and humiliation to his slave’s ordeal.