Taken Off The Streets - 3

I hope readers will forgive me for dwelling on BF underwear scenes a little longer.

In erotic imagery we're usually limited to fleeting glimpses of these garments. 

It's not unknown for them to magically vanish, just when it starts to get interesting.

With BF though 

we have the luxury of a producer who gives them a fair share of the limelight

Underwear and contents are right to the fore in this picture. 

Ed was just getting to grips with his unplanned captivity 

when a nice young man arrived and began to run his hands over him.

He's not sure he likes it, but I think I detect a stirring in those underpants.

  

For Terry here, the preliminaries have become a little more intimate.
But with hands and legs tied down, he's obliged to watch with glum resignation

as his captor tentatively probes beneath his underpants.

Vincent has already realised that his undignified, over the desk position puts his ass in jeopardy.
His face flushes redder as exploring give him an extra nervous tingle down there.

Will is well past the tingling stage.
Rough hair pulling signals strong arm treatment.

There's more at stake than his modesty.

These men have all been dressed in the same, white underpants 

they have a characteristic blue line at the top of the waistband. 

They are too preoccupied to worry about whether another man had 'pre-worn' them.

Softened the up as it were, but I suspect another mitchmen, clothes sharing situation.

(Click the 'sharing' label below for more examples, this is no 27)

It turns out Will's pants are not for sharing. Not anymore.
 Will loses his modesty in most spectacular fashion
as his underpants are brutally ripped open.

Leaving him perfectly prepared for a noisy, naked paddling.

Danny on his pedestal is neatly packaged and cute
Waiting to be seen to, he has an understandably apprehensive look on his face.

I singled out this great image for my mitchmen 'Beautifully Bound' series a few days ago.

This image tells you that this is a photographer, a captor, who truly appreciates underpants.

Danny's lifted feet result from them attaching his ankles to his neck with a noose-like restraint.

 

 

Sadly, Danny's sexy underpants are not destined to accompany him all the way.

Once they've served their purpose, getting us salivating, they become dispensable.

Unlike Will's experience, they don't just vanish, nor are they casually discarded.

Instead, they are crudely ripped open by brute force.

Opening the way for the fickle finger(s) of fate.

It takes a certain type of man to understand what a gynaecological chair is used for,

 and would be daunting indeed for such a man to find himself strapped into one. 

Flanked by scary-looking toughs, Dan (No 2) feels intimidated enough 

without having to worry about possible, medical procedures. 

If he could see how tempting his ass looks 

in those slightly see-through white underpants 

he might be even more worried.

For me, the delicacy of this touch is so much more erotic than rough grabbing and pulling.

It's a declaration of interest that Dan, the target, can feel and fear, 

even if he does not fully understand why just yet.

The ravaging of Dan's underwear is restrained too. 

A hole is torn which simply exposes his rosebud.

It's hairy enough to suggest he's conservative or naive in sexual matters. 

But something seems to be going on in that mound between his legs. 

It remains neatly contained, but any growth will increase the exposure down below. 

Dan's puzzlement takes on a resentful air as he digests the indignity.

A man like Dan would find this use of the torn hole surprising.

If he knows what an enema is, he'll think it's women's stuff. Like the chair he's tied to.

Now he finds that being subjected to one by a stranger is uncomfortable and demeaning.

It becomes a strange and deeply invasive experience, coolness permeating within him.

 He has no inkling yet that gradually this will turn into increasing pressure

When the tube is removed the urge to eject it all will become unbearable.

Bring on the cane.

As Martin's pants are destroyed with scissors, 

the snipping blades give him cause to fear worse damage.

He's trembling with nipple pain and fear, 

but knows he had better concentrate and stay still. 

The sense of shared intimacy in this picture, mentorship almost, is sexy. 

Being nipple clipped and deprived of your underpants 

while still dressed in the formal work attire of shirt and tie 

must feel bizarre and doubly invasive. 

BF seems to have a grasp of psychological eroticism which isn't apparent with other studios.

Vincent hasn't been carried off to a cold warehouse to receive his treatment.

He gets a house call and is overpowered and restrained in his own hall. 

Being tied up and molested in your own home is a common gay fantasy. 

It carries the additional anxiety of being disturbed by other members of the household. 

How could he possibly explain this? 

His captor gags him to save him the trouble......

 

Vincents underpants are dispatched with clinical precision.

A photograph that's remarkable for its clarity. This photographer understands that the shredding of underwear is a highly erotic moment for on-lookers. Vincent seems to be similarly excited.

  

The domestic setting makes this unannounced lashing seem doubly electric. 

Utilising the stairs as a vantage point accentuates the incongruity, as though a fellow resident, descending, has stumbled on the shocking scene. This angle also makes the most of Vincent's muscular, tattooed back and cute butt. Suddenly we get the impression of a powerful, streetwise man being tamed rather than a sweet, innocent victim. 

This is a rather special sequence and there's more of Vincent to come in Part 4

 Read whole series from Part 1

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