Chapter 1 - Getting Into Trouble
Receiving a taste of my own medicine was the last thing I expected, especially after seeing how upset Mitch was that Ryan and I had tied up and gagged his youngest son.
But that's exactly what Ryan and I got...a taste of our own medicine.
At first I thought it was fitting that my friend and I be tied up in the same fashion as young Thomas had been tied. But that was BEFORE I realized it would mean being gagged and forced to sniff the inside of Donovan's sweaty old sneakers.
Let me explain...
It all started out like a typical summer day. I was off school for two months and like most days during my vacation, I'd be over at Ryan's house, playing video games and just horsing around in the yard.
Ryan's mom had passed away some time ago, leaving his dad, Mitchell, to raise him and his two brothers, Thomas and Donovan.
Thomas, or 'Tom' as we called him, was your average ten year old brat.
He was a sweet kid with a big heart, but he had a tendency of getting a little out of control when left unattended...something which happened a little too often. Although Ryan and I were both sixteen at the time, we often let young Tom fool around with us on days when he didn't have his friends over.
Donovan was Ryan's older brother. He was a big, bad, 6 foot tall, 20-year old muscular jock with a really cocky attitude.
Although he never picked on me personally - most likely because I was friends with his brother - he was a notorious bully back in high school and most of the guys, feared and revered him at the same time.
He was rarely at home, but when he was, he barely acknowledged me or his brothers.
Anyways, so like I said, it all started out like a typical summer day.
Ryan and I started the day playing video games in the basement. We were both pretty good at the games we played and we often ended up tailing each other during tournament results.
Thomas was getting more and more agitated though.
Donovan was out, no doubt playing football or basketball with his buddies, and Mitch was at work, like every other day of the week.
While both of them where away, it was Ryan's job to babysit his younger brother.
Usually, Tom had his friends over to play, but unfortunately for us, none of them would be able to come over today.
The kid kept bugging Ryan and I to go to the park or go to the public pool on the end of the street...something neither of us felt like doing at the time.
Eventually, Tom became so annoying that Ryan decided we should tie him up to the cushioned office chair in the living room and just put him in front of the TV for the afternoon.
And that's EXACTLY what we did!
Sure, Tom put up quite a struggle, especially considering his diminutive size. But in the end, Ryan and I proved more than a match for the agitated ten year old.
"Tape his mouth shut!" Ryan cried as I struggled with the clear packaging. The adhesive was really sticky, forcing Ryan to physically hand-gag his younger brother while I fumbled with the big roll of tape.
Tom fought wildly.
At first, he was laughing and giggling...much like any ten year old would given the circumstances.
But his laughter quickly started subsiding when he realized he'd be spending the whole afternoon all taped up and gagged.
His protests came far too late however. With half a roll of packaging tape securing his arms, legs and torso to the cushioned computer chair, the scrawny little brat wasn't going anywhere.
"Got it!" I finally exclaimed after having fixed the roll of tape and removing the part than had stuck to itself.
"C'mon Jake, hurry up!" My friend chided, anxious for me to tape his little brother's mouth shut.
At first I stuck a single piece over the ten year old's mouth. Then another, and another.
When it became clear to us that a few strips wouldn't suffice in keeping the brat quiet, Ryan and I decided to just wrap the tape completely around his head.
"No, don't get it on his hair!" I laughed, pulling the younger boy's hoodie up over his head before Ryan wrapped the tape around it.
We started with one roll around his mouth and head, then another, and another.
Soon we had Tom's entire lower face sealed in packaging tape.
His words and yells we're completely muffled up into unintelligible grunts and moans.
Ryan and I both laughed our asses off and high-fived each other.
I was about to run back down the stairs to resume playing videos games, when Ryan called my name and told me to watch what he was about to do.
I watched in awe as my friend took off one of his Adidas sneakers and stuck it right over his younger brother's gagged face.
Tom's face quickly contorted into an expression of horror and disgust and the sight and smell of the approaching sneaker.
"Mppppphhh, mppphhhh!" he yelled out, trying to shake his head away from his older brother's stinky trainer.
Ryan just laughed and grabbed the roll of tape before taping his sneaker to his brother's face.
Tom thrashed in the cushioned chair and continued moaning wildly inside his tape muzzle.
Unfortunately for him, there was no escape.
Ryan just laughed even more and taped his brother's head to the back of the chair, immobilizing him completely.
"Holy shit." I laughed, after silently watching Ryan tape his sneaker over his younger brother's gagged face.
"Did you just come up with that idea?!" I asked, mesmerized by this new and unexplored form of torture.
"Nope...Donovan did that to me a while ago." Ryan explained, his voice quickly turning grim, almost as though the mere thought of his experience was souring his mood.
We spent a few minutes teasing Tom, tickling him, making jokes about him and taking pictures...we even told him we'd be going to the park and spending time at the public pool...just to piss him off even more.
Eventually we just settled for leaving the brat taped up in the living-room and Ryan and I continued our gaming marathon.
I had a lot of trouble focusing though.
My mind wasn't on video games anymore.
The only thing I could think about, was Ryan's sneakers and how he'd so casually taped one of them over his brother's face.
I was completely mesmerized by it!
The weird part being that I wouldn't have minded being in Tom's place right now.
If Ryan and I had known that taping Tom up like that would get us into so much trouble, we would've probably thought twice about it.
Things were about to turn pretty sour for my friend and I.
Little did I know, I'd get to experience tenfold what poor Thomas was going through right now.