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David,
You are right. I took this photo along with others, oh maybe 20 years ago. I'd built a couple of crosses and erected them on some land I owned. I met this studly specimen through Crucim, and he visited from New York. I had his permission to share the stills from a video I'd made. He pulled down a vine from a tree and fashioned a crown of thorns.
These photos and the video were stored on my old computer, which was destroyed last summer in a house fire. So was the camera.
This handsome, athletic, well-endowed man got completely naked. He kept an erection the whole time I was flogging him, spread-eagle between 2 trees, very, very hard, front and back as requested; and he kept hard as a rock throughout his long agonizing ordeal on the cross. He insisted I tie immobilize him. He watched me while I got naked and climbed up on the other cross and suffered along side him. He couldn't move, but I couldn't help dancing.
My eyes burned from the sweat and the lust. I was erect too. It was an extremely hot day, over 100 degrees. We were covered in sweat. I remember looking down and seeing sweat dripping off my stiffly jutting dick.
By the time I came down from the cross, my knees were weak. I parked my naked butt on the ground. Then, rising, I unbound hie wrists and ankles and pulled his naked, wet, hard body against mine and supported him as a slid down my body.
We drank Glenlivet whisky after our ordeal, not the best way to hydrate ourselves. Maybe smoked some funny cigarettes. A memorable afternoon. Thank you for finding this photo and sharing it. You've made an incredible afternoon come alive again.
That fall I gave a crucifixion demonstration at Delta, a leather run in upstate New York, and this beautiful man was my victim. I won't say his name, but our audience were very turned on, as was I. I myself was crucified at Delta a couple of different years. I loved the guys watching me, some whacking their meat. Some just staring.
By rhe way, all of this is true.
Reb