Disclaimer: This TUGS involves slight homosexual themes, if this bothers you, the Back Buttons right there.
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Two Guys, One TUG
Rob sat on the bed playing his 3DS, he was 18 and wearing black skinnies, brown hoodie and black baseball cap with the brim flattened and turned up. His teased brown hair fell over his left eye and out around the cap. He looked up as his boyfriend, Elliot walked into the room; he’d just got out of the shower and the towel was still draped around his shoulders.
Elliot was a year older than Rob at 19, he had black hair that was usually straightened but was wet and starting to get its waviness back. He was shirtless and wearing tight denim jeans, and his red boxers could be seen over the waist band.
“What you playing?” Elliot asked coming and sitting next to him.
Rob was getting frustrated. “The new Pokémon game, this bloody Sewaddle keeps String Shotting my ‘Mons and slowing ‘em down. How’s that even work?”
“Well think about it,” said Elliot. “If you were getting tied up you’d slow down too.”
“Doubt that,” Rob shrugged. “I’d be fine.”
“Oh really?” Elliot smirked. “Well you gonna get your shower or not, smelly?”
Rob chuckled, saving and turning the game off, and giving Elliot a quick peck on the lips, then heading to the bathroom.
About ten minutes later he returned to the bedroom; it was Elliot’s place but his parents were out. He’d put the same jeans and hoodie back on and donned his cap again to keep the hair out of his eyes, as he walked back in Elliot popped out from behind the door and grabbed his arms, pulled them behind his back and crossed his wrists before using a zip tie to secure them in place.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Rob asked.
Elliot smirked. “You said you’d be fine,” he said. “So I figured I’d take you up on the challenge.”
He walked his captive to the bed and made him sit on the edge and he grabbed a length of rope from the chest of drawers. Elliot worked as a trolley boy at the local supermarket so he had several ropes.
“Hey, Ell; stop,” Rob half whined, half laughed. He couldn’t deny that it was kinda fun to see Elliot being so tough.
He know noticed that Elliot had gotten fully dressed in his jeans, leather jacket and bike gloves. Rob was curious and wondered why. “I guess he wants to look the part,” he thought.
Elliot grabbed Rob’s jaw lightly and looked into his eyes. “Now you gonna stay put like a good boy?” Rob nodded as best he could with his seized jaw.
Elliot got Rob to stand up, turned him around and got him to kneel facing the bed. He grabbed his knife from the desk and cut the zip tie, then he began looping the rope around Rob’s wrists horizontally and then vertically before tying a complex knot away from his fingers. Rob tugged at the ropes to see if he could get out.
Elliot’s gloved hand suddenly clamped over his mouth and he heard Elliot whisper in his ear: “You wouldn’t be thinking of breaking out now, would you?”
Rob shook his head and muffled a “no.” He was thankful to be facing away because he didn’t want his boyfriend to know just how much he was enjoying this little scenario.
Elliot smiled. “I like you like this,” he said. He pulled a bandanna he’d been hiding in his back pocket out and spoke sternly to Rob. “I’m only gonna put this over your mouth. But if you try making any noise when I take my hand away you’re gonna be dealing with a sock shoved down your throat,” there was a slight giggle in his voice. Rob knew that Elliot was only playing but decided it was best to play along. “So you gonna be quiet?” Asked Elliot. Rob nodded and Elliot slowly took his hand away. Elliot placed the folded bandanna against Rob’s mouth, wrapped it around his head and knotted it at the back. “Good boy,” said Elliot, taking off Rob’s cap, ruffling his hair and replacing the hat, facing it backwards. “Right, stand up.”
Rob did as he was told. Elliot was a few inches taller; so he didn’t really dwarf Rob, but in the current situation, Rob felt small indeed.
Elliot had given up the tough guy act, and gone back to his jokey demeanour. “Alright, lay down on the bed, face down.”
Rob looked at Elliot a bit quizzically.
“Don’t worry your cute little head,” Elliot said, pinching Rob’s nose. “I’m just gonna hogtie you.”
Rob did as he was told then and lay face down on his boyfriend’s bed. Elliot went to grab some more rope; he dumped too medium lengths on the bed where Rob could see them. Then he went off out of the room, which confused Rob.
“He’s got the rope; what else does he need?” He thought.
Elliot soon return, and Rob felt him putting something on his feet, he turned to see that he’d grabbed Rob’s white high-tops from the front room and was putting them on his feet.
“Dual purpose,” Elliot winked. “They’ll give your ankles some more protection. Plus I just think you look hot in em.”
Rob blushed and hoped his gag would cover it up. He still wondered what this ‘hogtie’ was.
Once his shoes were on, Elliot grabbed the first of the two rope coils and began circling it around Rob’s ankles, tightly! Rob was glad he’d been wearing jeans. After his ankles were secured vertically, Elliot used the second rope to cinch the rope and then he pulled it up, making Rob bend his knees and secured them to his wrists.
“This is a hogtie,” Elliot explained. “Pretty restraining, huh?” He smiled at Rob, who struggled a bit and huffed. But then he laughed at seeing his boyfriends face and shoved his own into the duvet. Then he looked when he heard Elliot grabbing his wallet and keys. He perked his head in alarm, but Elliot gave him a pat and gently pushed it back down on the bed.
“Don’t worry, just thought I’d go get us some pizza,” he smiled and he pulled his boots out from under the bed. “Won’t be long.”
However excited Rob was by Elliot having him in such a vulnerable position, he didn’t like the idea of being left. What if something happened, like a fire, or a break in? What if Elliot’s folks came home and found him like this. He didn’t want to be left. But he knew how he could get out.
He whimpered.
And looked up at Elliot, doing his best puppy dog eyes, he knew Elliot wouldn’t be able to resist.
Elliot saw through the plan though, he quickly looked away. “Don’t be like that,” he said and grabbed Rob’s aviators from the desk. “Here,” he said. “This’ll cover those baby blues.” He put the sunnies on Rob and then got up. “’sides, not like I’m leaving you unoccupied.” He switched the TV on and flicked through the channels till he found a movie of some description. Then he bent down, kissed the bandanna over Rob’s mouth and headed for the door. “I’ll be back soon. Don’t go anywhere.”
And with the he shut the door; leaving Rob alone to watch the movie.
He heard the front door close. And he heard Elliot’s motor bike start up and speed away. He felt alone and helpless already.
And he loved it!
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