Staggz led him into an empty bedroom. The young man already put on leather restraints around his wrists and ankles. He took another whiff, gasping at the sharp, rank odor. Gay sex Staggz could taste his own armpits in the boy’s mouth but didn’t care.As they quietly kissed, Staggz reached down the young man’s backside under the pants and slide his finger between his buttocks. Jax moaned.“Fuck! “After you’ve been wearing it all day.”Staggz realized the first sock wasn’t enough stench for the dude. You had been struggling more than five hours. To Jax, he was a real man with natural swagger. The man was close enough to rush home should there be a real problem.In Jax’s reality, unaware… he’s helpless, alone, fighting to win the challenge…Hours have passed and Jax dripped in sweat, flushed skin, and exhausted.Finally, Jax successfully unscrewed a turn knob connected to the leather cuffs that bound his wrists behind his back.His hands were free!He unbuckled the chin strap and removed the helmet.Then he pulled down the tape gag and spit out Staggz’ nasty sock.Staggz entered the bedroom at that exact moment with a welcome surprise around his tall, broad frame. While Staggz was working in the backyard, Jax did exercises on the grass in full gear, pseudo “combines” as
