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Second Skin

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The Rubberhood (he/Him) is covered in full black latex. His eyes are hidden and his mouth is firmly restrained with a red rubber ball. The room is empty and The Rubberhood is already quietly drifting off into sub space. He’s stripped of his second skin, exposed in a jockstrap and a rubber hood over his face. His hands get covered with two red latex gloves, removing any ability to touch skin to skin. The Rubberhood is now standing with his jock strap around his thighs, and a caged cock is revealed. The layers of submission are being slowly removed, edging the captive’s hungry desire. The cage comes off, he stands fully nude except for a gas mask limiting his air. Only a hint of who lives in-side the second skin is divulged.

The Rubberhood (he/Him) is covered in full black latex

The Rubberhood (he/Him) is covered in full black latex

The Rubberhood (he/Him) is covered in full black latex

 

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Title: Second Skin

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Happy Locktober to all who celebrate

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It’s Locktober! Who’s in on the action this year? For those of you in and around New York City, there will special events!

CagedJock and Kink3D are hosting Locktoberfest this coming Saturday, October 4, 2025, from 10 pm to 3 am in Brooklyn:

Caged Jock Locktoberfest

Details about Locktoberfest here

Also in NYC, Peter Cage will be hosting LOCKED: Locktober Edition on Tuesday, October 14, 2025, starting at 7 pm at Rockbar NYC.

ROCKBAR Locked event

 

And then Peter Cage and Pup Roger will host PERV: Locktober Finale, on Thursday, October 30, 2025, starting at 7, also at Rockbar NYC.

LOCKED Chastity Social Rockbar

 

For those who need to purchase a chastity cage, click here

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Iron Range – Part 03

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By Linc

The farm was finally quieting down. Harvest was done, irrigation lines rolled up, and the air carried the crisp bite of change. Days still started early, but they didn’t run long. Not anymore. Jack found himself restless. Not from lack of sleep, not from too much work, but from too little to do. So when Ethan asked if he wanted a ride into town, Jack didn’t hesitate. He jumped at the chance, the belt by now as familiar as his boots.

Ethan gave him a look, glancing to Jack’s waist then chin tipping toward the main house in a silent question. Jack just shrugged, and hopped in the truck.  he ten-mile drive went by in a blink. They stopped at the bar around half past six after picking up provisions for the coming weeks. They had a beer each, enjoying the quiet hum of the place. An hour in, Ethan glanced toward the window, then back to Jack. “I’m heading home. You want to stay awhile?”

Jack considered it, weighing the quiet of the farm against the possibility of something—anything—different. “Yeah. I’ll stay a bit.”

Ethan gave a small nod. “Text when you’re ready.”

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(pic 1) The Caged Jock is wearing camo canvas military pants

The Caged Jock is wearing camo canvas military pants. He slides down the waistband and reveals a matching camoflauge thong. He rubs the green and tan fabric that is stretched over his locked cock. The Caged Jock has a hungry hole and knows how to amplify his own deep sexual energy. He puckers his exposed hole and encases himself in a gas mask. The pressure builds. He extracts a thick clear gunge from a bucket and holds it above his rubber covered head. The goo seeps and drips down over his muscular body, covering him in a web of sticky sludge.

(pic 1) The Caged Jock is wearing camo canvas military pants

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Title: GI Jock

(pic 1) The Caged Jock is wearing camo canvas military pants

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Iron Range – Part 02

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By Linc

Note: This story originally appeared on LockedMEN. It is being shared here with permission.

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The heat of summer was well underway, and things had finally slowed enough that weekends started feeling like weekends again: shorter days, lighter work.

During the midday sun, when no one wanted to move more than they had to, Jack sat beside Ethan on the porch, drinking nothing stronger than sun-brewed sweet tea.

“Been meaning to ask,” Jack said, tipping his glass. “That barn — it belong to a neighbor? I know we don’t have livestock.”

“Still mine,” Ethan replied. “Nearest neighbor’s a mile off, easy.”

Jack squinted toward the fields. “How big is this place, anyway? I’ve been working it, but if someone asked me, I don’t think I could even guess.”

“Just over five hundred acres,” Ethan said, like it wasn’t much.

“So what’s it for then, if it’s not for livestock?”

“Storage, mostly. Used to be my dog’s spot during the day — back when I had one. He didn’t like it when I got too far off. I needed him somewhere out of the way. Safe from the equipment.”

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