A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sat Jan 15, 2011 4:44 am

This is a story I'm testing out. Tell me what you think. Sorry if the beginning is boring, I'm trying to set up the scene.

--The setting takes place in an all boys boarding school. This boarding school has a huge campus. Its campus is as large as a medium sized college would be. There were many buildings and dorms, but there were also several fields. There were some shops on campus, but not many; almost all of the buildings on campus were used by the school, dorms, or a few restaurants. There were also several buildings used only by clubs of the school. The whole campus was bright and beautiful, but there was a wall on the edge of campus that kept any student from leaving.
--The grade levels of this school were fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth grade. There were many students at this school, but everyone had talked to everyone at least once. There were no social boundaries between grades. An eighth grader's best friend could have been a fifth grader. There were many friendly rivals between individuals, and between clubs, but no one actually hated each other.
--One of the mandatory classes is PE/Health. All boys have to take it every semester every year. All the boys also have to take a sport for every season to stay in the school. There is no boy that is fat in the entire school. The school doesn't segregate against fat people, though they make it mandatory to do a lot of working out, because they believe in healthy students equals smart students. Not all of the students are top of the line athletes, some are slim, some aren't that strong, but they are all healthy. The rule philosophy doesn't stop at fitness with the school all faces have to be washed regularly, and teeth brushed and everything. It is rare to find a student with a zit or a yellow tooth even then it is only one or two.
--Right on the edge of some woods and the rest of the buildings was a large sized building 4 floors high and 100 meters wide and tall. You could only change floors by elevator unless there was a fire and you could use the stairs. The stairs were ONLY if there was a fire otherwise an alarm and the sprinklers would go off. On the bottom floor there was a TUG store. It sold rope, hand cuffs, leg cuffs, duct tape, ball gags, and every other TUGs equipment ever thought of. On the top floor there was where the TUGs Club took place. On the second floor was a hojojutsu club. On the third floor every now and then the two rival clubs would have a sort of capture the other club game. There are extendable walls and other barriers on levels 2-4 for days that the clubs play capture games like CAPTURE the flag. On days that the walls aren't out the whole 100 meters squared is all wide open They two clubs got to use this building for free except for one rule from the store owner. They had to buy all their tugs equipment from his shop.
--The store owner was fairly young. He was in his twenties and his name was Hunter. He bought the store with money his rich parents had given him as a congratulations for finishing college present. He was athletic, smart, and kind to his two clubs upstairs. He would sometimes let the Tug club use cages, hand-cuffs, and other reusable tugs equipment without paying for it.
--The school board was very controversial on the entire building. Some of them knew that the pull of tugs was so strong that even if there wasn't a club kids would do it any ways. Some of them thought that it was dangerous and pointless. Then there was a middle would take both sides thinking, "Yes it's dangerous, but if what group 1 says is true at least they have supervision in the building." Since group three thought like this, group two could never close the building no matter how much they tried. There were also a few rules pending in the school that group 2 was trying to pass. They were trying to make it against the rules for a student to do TUGs outside the building or at least make it against the rules for a person to play tugs without being in one of the two clubs. They try their best, but the people who support Tugs just outnumber them.
--The instructors of the clubs are both athletic, tall, and young. They both come straight out of college. The instructor of the tugs club is health and PE teacher. The instructor of the Hojojutsu club is the science teacher. They are both the favorite teachers of the entire school. The happy part about them is that every kid gets them at one point of their school life at the boarding school.The tugs instructor is hilarious and comical. The hojojutsu teacher isn't as comical, but still has a great sense of humor. They are both go with the flow types of people that don't let much phase them. They are co-coaches for the wrestling team too. The school wrestling team is top in the nation. They go to nationals every year.
--The two clubs are rivals when actually inside the clubs, but after them they are all best friends. Some kids are actually in both clubs and just alternate every other day. The kids have plenty of free time because absolutely no teacher believes in homework. The only homework a kid will get at that school is final review guides, and final essays, otherwise as long as you work in class you get no homework at all. Thanks to this fact the boys can do many, many clubs, as long as the times don't conflict. Even then the coaches/supervisors normally work something out.

I hope I've set out the scene well enough if you don't understand anything you can leave a comment and I will respond as soon as I see it. I am sorry it's boring, but now I have explained everything, and I can jump into the story.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:06 am

Sounds like a school I'd have loved to go to; especially if there was a high school version in the same town to go to afterward.
Although I had lots of TUGs in my free time, I had virtually none at school - or at least during school hours. I'd have loved to have gone to school in a place that could've changed that! :mrgreen:
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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:12 am

Jason Toddman wrote:Sounds like a school I'd have loved to go to; especially if there was a high school version in the same town to go to afterward.
Although I had lots of TUGs in my free time, I had virtually none at school - or at least during school hours. I'd have loved to have gone to school in a place that could've changed that! :mrgreen:

It isn't during school hours. The two clubs are extracurriculars. And if this goes well there may be a high school version. Everyone there isn't a tug until the very end of this, but please read it; I promise there will be tugs soon. I spent a long time writing it and an even longer time rewriting it after my computer crashed.

--It is the week before the beginning of the school year and everyone is excited to see all his old friends. Kyle, an eighth grader, is excited to start back up with TUGs club this year. Kyle is 5’11, athletic build, strong, brownish blonde curly hair, and has blue eyes. He is sad about it, but he won’t be joining back up with Hojojutsu club again. He is also excited to start back up with gymnastics. He had missed his gymnastics club all summer, though he did do private lessons in his hometown. Kyle gets to do gymnastics club all year instead of just during its season (which would normally be breaking the school rules) do to an essay he wrote to the school board stating that gymnastics is not a sport that a person can stop and start with the seasons. Gymnasts are constantly getting better and maintaining old skills.
--Kyle had just finished setting up his dorm room with his roommate Ben. Ben is athletic build too, 5’8, has brown eyes and short brown hair. Ben plays football, wrestling, and track. Ben and Kyle have known each other since fifth grade, but have never really spoken to each other. They instantly hit it off today as they were unpacking. They talked about their sports, their clubs, their favorite music, and their favorite TV shows. They had many similar interests. This year Ben was even going to join the TUGs Club. Ben asked, “Should I join the Hojojutsu club too?”
--Kyle answered, “No. If you are busy, you shouldn’t; it isn’t worth it. You learn how to tie people up in TUGs club, and you get to have fun with them. In Hojojutsu club, all you do is tie someone up or have them tie you up and try to escape. Also it isn’t good to be in both clubs.”
--Ben asked, “Why isn’t it?”
--Kyle responded, “You know how they have tons of rivalry competitions?”
--Ben replied, “Yes.”
--Kyle continued, “Well when I was in both clubs, when they had competitions, I wasn’t seen as on both sides or on their side I was always considered the spy. I would be tied up and left in a corner without anyone trying to rescue me and not even get to participate.”
--Ben said, “That must have stunk.”
--Kyle said, “It did. If you want to learn the art of Hojojutsu, I can teach it to you, but don’t take the club”
--Ben asked, “Are you going to have more time for other clubs or activities now?”
--Kyle answered, “I will have more time, I’m not sure what I’ll use it for. I may dedicate myself to TUGs club or gymnastics more, or I may just use it to relax.”
--Ben said, “Relaxing is always fun.”
--Kyle said, “Lets go downstairs and see who else is done packing,” as he shoved his last item of clothing into a drawer
--Ben responded, “Okay.” They ran down the empty halls to the lounge. Few people showed up a week early this year. All the summer sports players had to show up 3 weeks early to start their practice, so the football players were there. Many of the gymnasts stayed all summer for the professional gymnast coach. Ben and Kyle tried to stay together as long as possible and introduce each other to their friends, but eventually the to crowds separated them. They didn’t think much of it because they would be sleeping in the same room for the entire school year.
--After dinner Kyle and Ben went straight to their dorm room because they were both tired from gymnastics and football practice and from socializing. They were both flipping through the channels when Kyle asked, “So what made you decide to join TUGs club this year?”
--Ben said, “You know how I do wrestling right?”
--Kyle answered, “Yes.”
--Ben continued, “Well during wrestling I realized how much I love being over powered. Apparently coaches Smith and Jones knew I did too since sometimes I smiled more when I was pinned than when I was pinning someone else. Coach Jones suggested TUGs club and Coach Smith suggested Hojojutsu club. I would have joined last year, but I thought it would be weird joining in the middle of the year.”
--Kyle replied, “Tons of people join our club in the middle of the year, but at least you’ve joined now. Have you ever been tied up before?”
--Ben answered, “No. I have no idea what I’m getting into.”
--Kyle stopped changing the channels and asked, “You want me to show you what you’re getting into?”
--Ben answered, “Okay. You seem like someone trustworthy enough to surrender to.”
--Kyle warned, “Once you join TUGs club anyone who can tackle and wrestle you down gets to tie you up during TUGs club hours, but don’t worry the first few days are used to meet everyone so that you can trust them”
--Ben responded, “Don’t worry I am pretty trusting. My friends at home say I’m trusting to a fault.” With that Kyle pulled out a large duffel bag from one of his drawers and emptied its contents onto the floor. Ben gaped at what he saw. There were handcuffs, leg cuffs (With no chain so you can’t walk in them), normal legs cuffs, chains and locks, who knew how much rope, and 5 rolls of duct tape.
--Kyle asked, “How do you want to be tied up?”
--Ben answered, “I have always wondered what it would be like to be tied spread eagle.”
--Kyle said, “Yeah that is my favorite position too. What do you want to be tied up with?”
--Ben responded after a bit of thinking, “Rope.”
--Kyle asked, “What do you want to be tied up in?”
--Ben asked, “What do you mean?”
--Kyle explained, “Some people like to be tied in their boxers, others in sports uniforms, some in just what they are wearing, a few people like to be tied in skin tight clothing, and some nude. Thankfully one of the few rules that the anti-tugs school board passed was no nudity. I think if a guy is naked while tied up, it adds a tone of sex. I think tugs should just be for fun, so what do you want to be tied up in.”
--Ben answered, “I think I’d like to be tied up in my wrestling uniform. I just packed it up so I should be able to find it quickly.” Ben pulled out his wrestling uniform and some compression shorts to wear under it. Kyle looked away as Ben changed clothes even though Ben didn’t really care. He wasn’t a self-conscious type of person.
--When Ben was all done changing Kyle said, “Now is time for the fun part.” Kyle tackled Ben onto his bed and they started wrestling. They each had their own advantages. Kyle was taller and had taken Ben by surprise. Ben was in his wrestling uniform and could move better than Kyle in his jeans and knew more wrestling moves. In the end surprise beat all. Kyle had Ben pinned down. With his three years of experience in Hojojutsu Kyle tied up Ben in seconds.
--Ben was in an extremely restrictive spread eagle tie. He could barely move his arms and legs at all. Kyle said with a grin, “This is where things get interesting.”
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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:27 am

IMHO This would be an even better boarding school to attend than Hogwarts!!!
I'd have loved to have a roommate like either of these two when I was that age; as was, 8th grade was a rather dull and unhappy year for me.
But both my cousins wound up filling that role anyway when I was in 9th grade!
This is a very good story. Do please keep going with it! :D
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby xtc » Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:08 am

Sounds like being fun. As I have written elsewhere, it's always worth taking time to set the scene so, in my opinion, there's no need to excuse yourself for doing so.
I can't put off asking any longer though: what is the usual age for 8th, 9th, etc. graders?

Xtc
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:33 am

Eighth graders are usually 13-14. Ninth graders are usually 14-15 and so on.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby PowerRanger » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:23 pm

That's cool.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sun Jan 16, 2011 2:51 am

Kyle asked with sincerity, “Do you like everything so far?” since his new friend had never been tied up before.

Ben answered, “Like it no, Love it yes.”

Kyle said, “I am not going to put a gag on you for most the time, so that you can tell me if it turns out you don’t like it. However what I’m doing next requires a gag unless you want the whole dorm to hear us.” Kyle grabbed a sock from his drawer and shoved it in Ben’s mouth. He then put several pieces of duct tape on Ben’s lower face to secure it. Kyle asked, “I almost forgot to ask you. Do you want a blindfold on or not?” Ben nodded his head up and down. Kyle grabbed a bandanna from his duffel bag and tied it to Ben’s eyes.

Kyle said with quite a bit of enthusiasm, “Get ready this is my favorite part.” Kyle began assaulting Ben’s armpits that were left wide open in spread eagle position. Ben instantly started laughing and shaking around in his bonds. He was unable to stop. Kyle asked with a devious smile, “Did I find your ticklish spot?” As Kyle moved down Ben’s body he realized that his armpits weren’t his most ticklish spots or even one of them. Ben was one of the most ticklish people in the world.

When Kyle moved to Ben’s ribs, Ben started arching his back and thrashing around. The most interesting part for Kyle was when he tickled Ben’s feet. Ben thrashed around so much; you might have thought that he was sincerely going to die from laughter. Kyle laughed and said, “You are one ticklish dude. I hope you enjoy being tickled because once people in TUGs club figure that out, that will be one of your most used tortures.”

Ben nodded his head and mphed as if saying, “Yeah, I do like being tickled.”

Kyle continued, “Good to know.” Kyle got onto the bed and sat straddled knees down on Ben’s chest. Kyle pinched Ben’s nose shut and watched Ben squirm. Once Ben was violently squirming, he let go. Kyle reassured, “Don’t worry anyone who does this torture, has to know CPR. It is one of the School Rules.” Kyle repeated the process a few more times until he got bored of it.

Kyle moved down to Ben’s stomach and bounced on it. He started with quick, but small bounces. Then he moved on to large and partly separated bounces. These bounces knocked all the breath out of Ben and gave him just enough time to get more in his lungs before it was knocked out again. After a while, Kyle even got bored with this. Kyle apologized, “Sorry if I’m not really great with torturing you tonight; I’m kind of rusty I haven’t tied anyone up all summer. Plus I prefer to be tied up to being tortured. I only learned Hojojutsu because if you can’t tie someone up well then they torture you as much as they want without fear of you getting payback on them. That’s why this week I’m going to teach you how to tie someone up well.”

Kyle said after a few more stomach bounces, “I’m going to take a break, but you aren’t.” Kyle went to the freezer and grabbed their ice tray. He kneeled next to the bed looking at Ben’s wrestling uniform, and tried to think of how to get the ice cubes in his compression shorts. The unitard wasn’t one that was mainly shorts and had long straps. It covered way up the chest and then had short straps covering the shoulders. (Sorry I don’t think I explained that well. If you go onto google images and search “wrestling uniform” I think you’ll see what I’m saying.)

Kyle reached down the chest of the uniform in a very awkward way for the first few ice cubes. For the rest of them Kyle just decide to go up from the leg parts of the uniform and shove them in his compression shorts that way. After Kyle started mphing into his gag, Kyle said, “Sorry I forgot to take your gag off.” Kyle ripped off the duct tape, pulled out the sock, and tossed it to a corner.

Ben said while shivering, “Finally you remember.”

Kyle asked with quite a bit of sarcasm, “Are you chilly?” Ben nodded his head, and Kyle said, “Don’t worry it will melt eventually.”

Ben said, “Thanks for stating the obvious. I had no idea ice melted.”

Kyle laughed, and said, “Hey look you wet yourself down there.”

Ben responded, “Haha the ice melted, so funny.”

Kyle replied, “No what’s funny is that, that is your bed, and even if I untie you, you’re still going to have to sleep in it tonight.”

Ben groaned and asked, “Can you untie me now.”

Kyle said, “I will once all the ice has melted. In the meantime lets watch some TV.” Kyle took off Ben’s blindfold, sat on his stomach and turned on their TV. Ben was grateful for having some distraction from the melting ice. Once all the ice melted, true to his word, Kyle untied Ben.

Ben quickly unchanged from his wrestling uniform and got into some normal clothes. Right as he finished changing someone knocked on their door. It was Mr. Jones. He said, “I’m going from room to room to sign people in.” They got excited that Mr. Jones was the supervisor of their dorm.

Kyle said, “Kyle and Drew both present.”

Mr. Jones said, “My favorite wrestler and my tyer.” Mr. Jones looked up from his clipboard and into the room and said, “Some people have been busy. Show me your wrists.” They both showed him their wrists. Ben’s were slightly red, but nothing serious. Mr. Jones asked, “So you were the one tied up?”

Ben nodded and said, “Yes sir.”

Mr. Jones corrected, “When we are talking about wrestling or teaching, you call me sir; when we are talking about TUGs club, call me Sam.”

Ben nodded and said, “Ok Sam.”

Sam asked, “Did you enjoy your first time tied up?”

Ben said, “Yeah it was great.”

Sam asked, “Kyle don’t you prefer to be tied up? You have never told anyone, but I seem to have noticed you do.”

Kyle answered, “I do, but the people who are always tied up, are mercilessly tortured. This way people know I can get revenge. Is it that obvious?”

Sam answered, “No you are pretty good at acting, but you just seem to make some silly mistakes when wrestling in TUGs club.”

Kyle responded, “No they aren’t mistakes. They are purposefully placed procedures to make sure that I get tied up. I have not lost a single match that I haven’t wanted to so far in TUGs club.”

Sam replied, “Yeah, I did the same things when I was little. I hear that you aren’t doing Hojojutsu this year?”

Kyle responded, “Yeah. I hated rivalry days, so I decided to just stick with my favorite club and supervisor.”

Sam said, “Good to hear that I am your favorite, and yes we were unfair to you on rivalry days.” After a short pause, Sam asked Ben, “Kyle showed you what it’s like to be tied up, right? But he never showed you what it’s like to tie someone else up, has he?”

Kyle answered for Ben, “I was going to teach him how to tie up tomorrow.”

Sam said, “You have handcuffs, you don’t need to wait.” With that Sam grabbed a handcuff and tackled Kyle onto his bed. There was no competition. Kyle was fourteen, and Sam was 22. Kyle had his hands handcuffed spread eagle before he could count to three.

Sam said, “If I remember right, you prefer to be tied in your boxers.” Sam pulled off Kyle’s jeans and then tied his feet spread eagle. Sam then grabbed the handcuff keys and uncuffed his Kyle’s hands from the poles. Sam pulled of Kyle’s shirt from his body, despite Kyle’s pointless fighting. Sam then tied Kyle back to the poles spread eagle. Kyle didn’t even try to get out. Nobody ever got out of Sam’s knots.

Sam said to Ben, “He’s all yours.”

Ben sat on Kyle for a moment and tickled him. After a minute or two Ben said, “I don’t really care for torturing. I prefer to be tied up.” After that, Sam tackled Ben onto his wet bed and tied him up even faster than Kyle could.

Sam said, “I’ll be back in two hours once I’m done with my rounds.” Right before he closed the door he turned the heat as high as it could go, and since this was a new building the heat went up to 100 degrees. Kyle and Ben both thought great, but then they noticed at least he left the TV on.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sun Jan 16, 2011 8:31 am

With the temperature so high, the two boys began to sweat nonstop. They sweat through their clothes. Their sheets even got soaked. They passed their time by talked to each other. They would have yelled for help, but they knew it was pointless. Sam had locked the door on his way out. They knew he would come back eventually, but they had no idea when. Just when they thought he had forgotten about them, the door unlocked and swung open.

Sam said without sincerity, “Sorry I’m late. My boss wanted to talk to me. Turns out I’m getting a new room.”

Ben asked, “That is great, but turn down the heat we are dieing in here.”

Sam noticed, “You probably are.” He turned down the heat, sat on Kyle, lifted his head with one hand, put a water bottle up to his lips until it was empty, and repeated the process with Ben. Sam asked, “Don’t you want to know where my new room is?”

Kyle asked with little interest, “Where is your new room?”

Sam answered as he sat down in a chair in between the two beds, “It’s right next door.”

Ben and Kyle both got interested immediately. Ben said, “That is awesome.” They both noticed a door on each wall except the one with the windows. The rooms were made like hotels sometimes do, where the room has a door to the room next to it incase there is a large family that rents two room. The doors had locks, but that didn’t matter since Sam had a key to every room in the building.

Kyle asked, “So you will be able to walk in and out of our room without anyone noticing?”

Sam answered, “Yeah I can come in and out without going into the hall. I am going to be decorating my new room tomorrow. If you two want to help the door will be unlocked the whole day.”

Ben asked, “What’s so fun about painting, and moving furniture around?”

Sam answered, “Who said anything about painting, or furniture? That is already taken care of.”

Kyle asked, “Then what do you want our help to do.”

Sam answered with a smile, “You’ll see if you come”

Ben said, “We both have practices tomorrow, but I’ll see if I can find time to help.”

Kyle said, “Me too and as for the time being could you untie us?”

Sam stood up, walked over to a couch, pulled out the bed in it, and said, “Nah I think I’ll leave you two like that tonight,” as he jumped onto the bed and got comfy.”

I don’t think I have explained the size of the room yet. This dorm used to be a hotel for visiting parents, but as the school got more popular, they had to start letting students into the dorm. Some dorm rooms had multiple bedrooms inside them and even had a built in kitchen. Ben and Kyle’s dorm room was a large room. It had a bathroom near the entrance. It also had a closet, but other than those two rooms it was just one main room. It wasn’t a + dorm as the students called them, just a normal one. A normal room consists of 1 bathroom, 1 closet, 2 beds, 2 desks, 2 drawers, a few chairs, and a couch with a pull out bed inside it.

Ben complained, “Come on let us go. We have already been tied up for 3 hours in a blazing hot room.”

Sam stated, “Sorry, but rule 43 of TUGs club states that if the tied person has no other clubs/practices to get to, nor has any prior plans, then the tyer gets to keep the tied person tied as long as he wishes, or until one of the previously states exceptions come to pass or until a piece of the body becomes red from restriction of blood in which case they get a break until the entire body is free of red marks. It is a long rule, but as far as I know you don’t have any of the conditions I listed, and no one has ever gotten red marks or lost circulation from my tying.”

Ben looked at Kyle as if asking him if this was true, and Kyle said, “Yes both parts are true. He can keep us until one of the things he said happens. He is also true about how no one has ever gotten a red mark from his tying, and since we are tied to our beds, rule 44 doesn’t come into play.”

Ben asked, “What is rule 44”

Kyle answered, “Rule 44 states that between hours 10 to 6 tied people must be tied in a position that will allow easy sleep and they also must be given a chance from the tyer to sleep during those hours.”

Sam was proud to know his favorite member of the club knew the rules as well as he did and said, “Good job. You seem to know the rules as well as I do.”

Kyle replied, “If the person who is tied up doesn’t know the rules, the tyer can take advantage of him. The rules were made for the tied person’s own convenience.”

Ben asked, “I thought the anti-tug school board wasn’t able to pass any rules against tugs, let alone over forty?”

Sam said, “They passed one rule. The rule that made me make a rulebook for the tugs. All tugs must obey the rules.”

Ben asked, “So where can I get a copy of that rulebook?”

Kyle said, “I already have one. You can read mine.”

Sam said with a yawn, “I think I’m going to sleep. I’ll bother you in the morning.” Sam turned off the TV and put a pillow under Sam and Kyle’s head. “Goodnight”

Ben and Kyle went to sleep after 3 seconds; with all the excitement they had forgotten how tired they were.

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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Jan 16, 2011 8:57 am

*AWESOME!*

Oh man, most of my friends and I'd have taken to a school like this like a fish to water!!! :D
I hope this saga goes on for a long, long time!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jay Feely » Sun Jan 16, 2011 11:45 am

This story and concept is awesome. If only this was real during my time so I could join it. I would want to join the TUGS club because I like to be tied up and tortured. Keep it up. Maybe you can make it the longest story ever in a series on this site.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Jan 16, 2011 12:28 pm

jay wrote: Maybe you can make it the longest story ever in a series on this site.


He'd have to go some to achieve that distinction because of the length of some of MY stories... but I'd be pleased as punch if he took up that challenge anyway!! Oh yes indeed I would be! :D
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jay Feely » Sun Jan 16, 2011 2:09 pm

Well, I can do it.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:16 pm

I have plans to keep it going for a while, and with all the dramas of middle school that can keep it going on too.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:03 am

Very good! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:03 pm

I have four chapters in two days too thanks.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:04 pm

Kyle woke up with Sam sitting on his chest and flicking his nose. Kyle said sleepily, “Sam untie us. I have to get to gymnastics practice.”

Sam said energetically, “Don’t worry. Gymnastics is cancelled today; the power went out on the left side of the campus.”
Kyle asked, “Then why is there a lamp on in our room?”

Sam answered, “This building was made on the center of campus and it runs on the right generator not the left one.”

Kyle asked, “What about Ben doesn’t he need to go to football practice?”

Sam replied, “Don’t worry I let him go an hour ago. He is already at practice.” Kyle lifted his head and saw that Sam was telling the truth. Ben was gone.”

Kyle complained, “Even if I don’t have any practice, don’t you think that I have been tied up long enough?”

Sam asked, “I thought you said yesterday, that you prefer to be tied up?”

Kyle answered, “Sometimes I pretend so much that I forget that I’m pretending.”

Sam had the confused look on his face and asked, “Were you pretending about not liking being tied up, or about liking being tied up?”

Kyle answered, “I like it a lot keep me this way as long as you want, just so long as you remember to torture me.”

Sam said with a smile, “Don’t worry about I will take care of your special needs.”

Sam starts untying Kyle and Kyle asks, “I though you just said that you were letting me go?”

Sam says, “Don’t worry I’m just taking you to a new spot in the woods.”

Getting tied up in the woods is normal; many people like it for being outside and away from people at the same time, so Kyle doesn’t think much about it. Kyle asks, “Can we get some breakfast first?”

Sam answers, “Once you are tied up in the woods, I will run down to one of the breakfast restaurants and get you something.” Sam grabs some handcuffs and leg cuffs and starts to put them on Kyle.

Kyle asks as he pulls his arms away, “What people don’t normally go through the school streets tied up?”

Sam responds, “So? It’s not against the rules.” He grabs Kyle’s hands and cuffs them in front of him. He also grabs his ankles and does the same. Sam grabs the back of Kyle’s knees with one arm and the back of his elbows with another. He lifts Kyle onto his shoulders as if he was a prize deer he had just shot. Kyle’s waist was at the back of Sam’s neck. Kyle, not wanting to fall off, didn’t struggle too much from his captors grip. Sam carefully grabbed his own backpack and put it on without knocking off Kyle and they left the room.

As they walked out of the building many boys stopped and starred. If you think about what this school is like, being tied up in public doesn’t brand a person as weird, tying people up is just as normal as any other club or sport. However, being tied up in public to Kyle is like marching around with a sign that says, “I lost my wrestling match,” or, “I lost my gymnastics meet.” That is what was running through Kyle’s mind when this happened to him, but not one person looked at Kyle like a looser. They all thought, “Lucky.” Not one person other than Kyle thought there was anything to be ashamed of at being tied up in public. Remember he is the one that won’t admit to hardly anyone that he like being tied up more than being tied up.

Kyle’s face instantly turned red and he started struggling more. Sam said, “Careful. Do you want me to drop you?” Kyle tried to calm down a little since he was in handcuffs, he knew he couldn’t get out, but he just couldn’t calm down. Kyle was so embarrassed. After Sam almost did drop him, he did cool down a bit. Sam noticing that this was torture for Kyle decided to say, “Hey lets walk around a little.”

Kyle said, “You wouldn’t.”

Sam responded, “I would.” They walked up and down some streets and fields. Then Sam decided to walk through the football practice field. The coach of the football field loved tugs as much as anyone else at that school did he also knew Kyle personally from when he tried to get him into football. I don’t think I mentioned this at the beginning, but every single coach wants Kyle to play their sport this year and has wanted him to play their sport every year he has been coming to school. Kyle is the kindest, most popular, strongest, most flexible, quickest person in the entire school. He could be an all star in any sport he chose, and any coach would be proud to have him on their team.

Mr. Chockley asked, “Hey Kyle are you having fun up there?” Kyle nodded a little embarrassed especially since some football players were starting to gather around. Mr. Chockley said, “I’ll get Mr. Jones to let you loose if you join football this year; you would be a little behind everyone else since we’ve already started the year, but with your ability I’m sure you would catch up fast. I hear that you have an opening this year since you aren’t doing Hojojutsu.”

Kyle said respectfully and attempted to be polite, “I’m not sure. I was planning to use this extra time for studying, so I could get higher grades this year.” By now all the football players had gathered up after their workout, and were listening to the conversation. For some reason it seemed like they knew he was going to be there today.

Mr. Chockley laughed and said, “You liar. You not only have all A’s every year, but you are also THE top on the grading scale every year. I’ll tell you what. It is Monday today; I will give you until next Monday, the start of the school, year to decide. In the meantime how about I let all my football players end practice early and show you what you’d be missing out on if you didn’t join?” All of the football players immediately started cheering. They were excited to end practice early since they were all sore from yesterday’s practice.

Nervous of what the football players would do with him, and wondering why Sam hadn’t said anything this whole time Kyle said, “You don’t need to disrupt your practice for me. Sam and I were heading over to the woods for the morning weren’t we?”

Mr. Chockley looked confused, and Sam explained, “I didn’t think he would come as willingly if he knew we were coming here.”

Now that Mr. Chockley was caught up he started to explain things to Kyle, “I asked Mr. Jones to take you here so I could talk to you. You were never really going to the woods. Mr. Jones I have my own bondage bag; you can take yours back to your room, but please leave the keys to the handcuffs behind.”

Sam said, not angrily, but rather matter of factly, “Now we’re even.”

Kyle asked, “What did I do to you?”

Mr. Chockley interrupted, “He owed me a favor and yes now we are even.” Sam placed Kyle on his back, in the center of the circle of the football players, and tossed the keys onto the ground.

Sam said, “See ya later Kyle. I hope you have fun with the football players,” as he put on his backpack again and walked away. Kyle’s instincts kicked in and he rolled over and started crawling lightning fast toward the keys. Just as he was about to get them, a football player stepped on them with his cleats. When Kyle looked through the player’s helmet to see who it was. He saw that it was Ben.

Comments are always great.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jay Feely » Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:15 pm

Love it so far. Keep going.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:52 pm

Mr. Chockley said, “Good job Ben. Now pick up the keys and toss them to me. Ben did as his coach said without even looking at Kyle’s why are you doing this face. All football players were wearing what they would wear to a game. They had pants pads, shoulder pads, helmet, long socks, and cleats. Mr. Chockley saw Kyle’s worried expression and said, “Don’t worry Kyle this isn’t a hazing. Just think of this as a demo of what football is like and you as our captive watcher.” Kyle wasn’t particularly comforted by this speech, but he didn’t want to look like a coward, so he started to act cooler, or as cool as a guy can be when he’s forced to stay in a field while a coach is trying to draft.

Mr. Chockley said, “Since this is going to be a simulation of a practice, you will call me Coach, sir, or Coach Chockley until this is done, and you will be treated like another one of my players more or less. Is this clear?”

Kyle answered, “Yes Coach Chockley.”

Coach Chockley said, “Good you didn’t fail that test.” Coach Chockley looked at his football players, which had all been staring at Kyle and said, “Boys go take Kyle into the locker rooms and get him changed into a football uniform.” With that he tossed the handcuff keys to his team Captain.

Six football players grabbed Kyle and lifted him above their heads. They carried him into the locker rooms, while all the other football players followed. When they got into the locker rooms they placed Kyle on a bench. The team Captain was one of Kyle’s best friends. His name was Drew. Drew said as if he was giving a command to an army, “Everyone go get some football clothes for Kyle, and make sure they are his size,” he pointed at a kid who kind of blended in to the crowd and said, “Josh is the same size as Kyle. Make sure it fits Josh before you come back in here. In fact don’t come back in here until I reopen the doors.”

All of the football players left the room they were in and closed the door. Drew said as he was uncuffing Kyle, “Don’t worry Coach was telling the truth. This isn’t a hazing. We aren’t supposed to be real nice to you, but we aren’t going to try to destroy you either.”

Reassured by his best friend, Kyle said, “Ok.”

Drew continued, “You just couldn’t wait to start off the year with tugs could you?”

Kyle asked with a smirk, “Are you jealous that I didn’t start my tugs this year with you?”

Drew sighed and said, “If you had one imperfection, it would be your ego. I should probably let the other back in or they will wonder I am taking so long. Remember don’t get scared, nobody here wants to make an enemy of you. Everyone still remembers that time our history teacher counted you off for grammar and you went to the English teacher to see what was wrong with it.”

Kyle smiled and said, “Oh yeah. My English teacher said there was nothing wrong with it, so I told everyone that Social Studies was for Lamos.”

Drew continued, “Nobody would go to Social Studies class until he gave you the points back. Trust me before practice Coach was very specific on what we were supposed to do and not supposed to do. He doesn’t want what happened to history happen to football. Once I open the door, don’t talk to me. I wasn’t supposed to talk to you at all.”

Drew opened the door and said, “Come in.” Several people came in. Actually, the entire football team came in. The people with pieces of the football uniform came to the front of the mob. A group of about ten people stood Kyle on the bench and tore off all of his clothes.

They would taunt Kyle every now and then saying things like, “How do you like football so far,” or, “How are you already the coaches favorite? You haven’t even joined the team yet.” Kyle wasn’t allowed to clothe himself; he had 20 hand pulling clothes up and down his body. Kyle stood tall and proud for most of the time, though he felt a little violated and squirmed when the person who put the compression shorts on him pat his butt. Everyone started laughing. Kyle didn’t even bother trying to escape. He was blocked into a corner.

Once he was done being forcibly changed Kyle and put on the helmet, all the players held out their phones and took pictures. Kyle had a look of, are you serious, on his face. They didn’t tie him up again as they carried him out, but as they held him above their heads, the people who held his legs held them tightly together, and the people who held his body pinned his arms to his sides.

When they got out again Coach Chockley asked, “How long does it take 39 boys to change one boy?” None of the boys moved or said anything. The coach laughed and said, “Well here is some rope. Tie his hands in front of him, and tie his legs, and try not to take as long as you did changing him.”

All of the boys said, “Yes sir,” and circled around me. One boy held my right wrist another my left, while another boy tied them together palms facing each other. A similar process was done with Kyle’s ankles.

Coach Chockley said, “At the beginning of every practice we start with conditioning, so you can drop and give me fifty push ups.”

Kyle asked, “I am not in your team as of now, so why do I have to do push ups.”

Coach Chockley said, “Because this is a practice simulations and you are supposed to treat it as one. If you don’t want to do conditioning I guess we could always train your endurance to pain from when you get tackled by dog piling on you.”

Kyle said, “Rule 9. While being tied up, no student may be jumped on.”

Coach Chockley replied, “Rule number 5 of football manual, Coach can discipline however he chooses. Now do the push ups or get jumped on by every single boy here.” Kyle began to do push ups, even though it was difficult with his hands tied the way they were. Kyle began sweating on his first exercise. When he was done, the coach looked shocked, and said, “Do twenty more for talking back before.” When Kyle finished this he said, “Do another 30 because I feel like making you do it.” Kyle collapsed just as he finished his hundredth push up.

He saw the coaches shocked expression and thought he had done something wrong. When the coach realized that Kyle had seen his face, he said, “You aren’t doing anything wrong. It is quite the opposite. Nobody on this team has been able to do 50 pushups with tied hands let alone 100.” All the football players nodded in agreement.

Coach said, “Do as many crunches as you can.” Kyle did about 300 crunches and the coach stood wide mouthed and said, “We don’t need to waste any more of our time on conditioning. After conditioning, which normally lasts for an hour, I let the boys relax for 20 minutes with some tugs. Boys have fun."

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jay Feely » Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:08 pm

Wismy gym class was like this. Thanks for sharing another awesome part of this story.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Tue Jan 18, 2011 2:56 am

When coach saw how confused Kyle was that he did tugs during his practice, he said, “Oh yeah the only sport you do at this school is gymnastics right? Well you gymnastics coach hates tugs and the only reason he lets you do them outside of his practices is because you are her favorite and she doesn’t want to lose you. Most coaches at this school have tugs incorporated into their practices. In fact I think the gymnastics and water coaches are the only coaches that don’t.” Kyle was so surprised. He had no idea that he could have been doing tugs and sports at the same time all these years. Coach Chockley said, “So boys go get Kyle.”

It was a hot day so all of them had sweaty socks and smelly shoes. Ben and Drew were the first to approach Kyle. They untied his hands then cuffed them behind him. They then pulled off Ben’s shoe and sock. Drew pulled some duct tape from behind his back. Drew was 6’1, athletic build, straight blond hair, but you couldn’t tell under his helmet. Ben and Drew pulled of Kyle’s helmet and said, “Looks like someone’s perfect hair is now just helmet hair.”

Drew rolled Kyle onto his back and sat on his stomach knees down. Ben smiled and told Kyle to open up. When Kyle refused, Ben pinched his nose shut. Kyle knew he would lose so he just decided to open his mouth. Ben shoved the dirty, sweaty, rolled up tube sock into Kyle’s mouth. Ben held Kyle’s head up with his hand and wrapped duct tape around Kyle’s head multiple times. He then duct taped his sweaty shoe to Kyle’s nose.

Kyle looked at Ben wondering if this was the same kid that said that he didn’t really care for torturing people yesterday. Ben noticed this and said, “I didn’t want to get onto bad terms with the strongest and most popular kid in school on the first day we met. Don’t worry I am exactly the same as I told you. I didn’t lie about any of my interests except that I love tying people up and torturing them. Being tied up for me is just lame.”

Ben knelt down next to Kyle’s left armpit and started tickling it. Drew did the same on his right. Drew yelled at some boys, “Get over here and help. Pull off his sox and shoes and tickle his feet.” Two boys separated themselves from the crowd and did so. Kyle began a fit of uncontrollable laughter. The more he laughed, the more he smelled Ben’s awful shoe. He also had the awful taste of sweat in his mouth.

After ten minutes Drew said, “Looks like he is sweating a bit. We should cool him down.” From the coolers some of the boys grabbed bags of ice. They gave the bags to Drew. Drew opened the bags, pulled some ice out, and shoved it down Kyle’s compression shorts. Kyle instantly started shivering. It was a hot day so the ice melted quickly. Drew noticed and said, “If the ice is going to melt this quickly I’ll just have to add a lot more.” Drew grabbed four bags filled with ice and emptied them into Kyle’s compression shorts. Everyone got off Kyle, stepped back and watched him shiver.

The ice still hadn’t even melted half way when the 20 minutes were up. Coach Chockley said, “Untie him. He can’t be tied for the next part, but leave the ice in his pants. Kyle don’t even think about taking the ice out.” They all pushed and pulled Kyle to the blocking sleds. Coach said, “All you have to do is get down then run up against it.”

On Kyle’s third try Kyle beat the team record. Coach Chockley said, “Are you serious? You are better than any other boy I have ever coached, and I haven’t even coached you yet.” They then had Kyle throw and catch. He was also a prodigy at this too. Coach Chockley said, “You have done basically the outlines of what we do in a practice. Once we are done throwing and catching we normally do more tugs then get changed and shower or vice versa. Do you think that you would like to do football?”

All of the football players that had been kind of sort of watching him his whole practice now stared at him. They wanted him to say yes. They all really liked Kyle and wanted him to join in on their fun. Kyle thought about it for a minute then said, “Sure Coach.”

Coach Chockley said, “Welcome to the team.” All the football players cheered and lifted up Kyle and threw him into the air caught him and repeated the process. They carried him into the locker room. When everyone else was getting out of the football clothing and going into the showers, Kyle began to undress.

The players caught him and stopped him. Drew explained, “This is still your first practice. We have to do everything for you.” Drew handcuffed Kyle’s hands behind his back, put leg cuffs on his feet, shoved him into an extra-large locker that Kyle though was made for people, and locked it with a padlock. “We’ll all be back once we’re done with our showers.”

The entire football team came to the locker Kyle was in and started putting in the key, turning it, then setting me up on the bleacher again. They were all naked. They pulled off all of Kyle’s clothes and pushed and pulled him into the showers. Drew apologized, “Sorry in advance, but we are supposed to wash you.” He was cuffed with his hands in front of him and hobbled. They turned on one of the showers. Three boys stepped out of the crowd with some liquid soap in their hands.

Two of the boys started on the legs, one of them started on Kyle’s neck. All three boys met at Kyle’s crotch area at once. Kyle thought that he was done being soaped up so he started walking toward the shower. The three boys started pulling him back. Kyle asked, “What else is there to be cleaned?” with a little nervousness.

The three boys said nothing. One of them held him still, while the other two cleaned his crotch, butt, and the space in between. Kyle started squirming. He had his own little sets of rules with nudity. He was ok with being nude in front of other boys as long as no one in there was gay (neither I nor Kyle has anything against gay people. It is just that when we are naked, we don’t want a person who might get a sexual attraction there.) He was ok with people touching his balls or butts for short amounts of time during certain types of torture in tie up games. However, Kyle did not like being touch there when he and the people cleaning him were naked.

The more he squirmed from the two boys washing him and the boy holding him, the longer they took to do it and the more every single football player laughed. Kyle’s face turned red and Drew said, “Oh, that’s right. You do gymnastics. You aren’t used to people touching you in those places are you?” Kyle’s red head shook back and forth. Drew continued, “If you become a line man, you will get used to it. They are supposed to grab people right here.”

Drew grabbed Kyle right in the space in between his crotch and butt. Kyle had had enough of people touching him around there. He noticed that the person holding him had loosened his grip slightly. Kyle slammed his but to the ground, put his cuffed hands over his shins, and got into a tuck. They all instantly started booming with laughter.

They knew that there were 39 of them and only one of him, so at first they thought it would be easy to get him out of his tuck. They were sadly mistaken. He was a gymnast, and a diver before that. No one ever broke his tuck unless he wanted them to. Drew decided to be political about this and make a deal, “I promise we will be done washing you there if you stand up. All you have to do is stand in the shower now and wash the soap off.”

Kyle decided that since he was getting tired, and if they sincerely tried to break is tuck another time they would win; he would stand up, so that he looked cooperative to his teammates and still strong. True to his word Drew pushed Kyle into the water zone of the shower. Kyle noticed that they had it set to its hottest possible, but since all of them had already taken a shower it was kind of cold.

Kyle walked out when he saw that all of the soap had washed off him. The football team hauled him over to the lockers again. They started putting clothes on him again. Kyle was confused when he noticed that the clothes weren’t his. Ben decided to speak up this time, “We decided to show to all the other sports coaches and teams that you were now a football player, so that you don’t have to go through another day of this just to say, ‘Oh I am already in the football team’”

Kyle examined his clothes. The shirt was a red compression shirt with black writing. It had the word football written really big on the chest then a picture of a football on the stomach. It also had the words “I joined football,” on the back. He wore normal compression shorts. He also had cotton sweats that had the word football written down the sides. He wore football tube socks, and football shoes without the cleats. Kyle stated, “I feel like I’m a walking billboard.”

Everyone laughed and Drew said, “That is what we’ve planned for you today. That minus the walking.”
Kyle asked, “What am I going to be tied to a tree or something.”

Drew answered mysteriously, “No, you’ll see.” They carried him out of the lockers similarly to the way they did before. They pinned his arms to his sides, and kept his legs together, while they held him above their heads. Drew was the last football player to leave the locker rooms. He came out with Kyle’s regular clothes.

Coach Chockley was still around so Kyle asked, “Coach where can I buy my uniform from?”

Coach answered, “You don’t need to worry about that. You were wearing it today.” Coach Chockley saw Kyle’s confused look and said, “I was planning on using rule 55 of students activities guidebook if you said no again. It sates that if the child has the time, and has all A’s, then I can make him join my team, but I can’t make him buy a uniform, so I have to buy it for him. You have the time and you had all A Plusses last year, so I went to the activities director to see if I could carry out the rule. He said that as long as you stay number one in your grade, I can make you join the team.”

Kyle asked, “So, if my grade drops down to normal A’s?”

Coach Chockley answered, “Then I make you study until they get up to A Plusses again. Once we are done with our workout I let the boys play tugs until the end of practice. It is 8 in the morning now, and today was scheduled to be an all day practice, so the boys get to play with you till 5 in the evening.” When coach saw Kyle’s worried face he said, “Don’t worry I mean tie up play, not Kinky play. Don’t you know by now that the school banned all homosexuals, and any kind of sex on school grounds?” (Again nothing against gay people. This is just one of my precautions to make sure that I don’t use sex later on in the story when I have run out of ideas.) Coach continued after a short pause, “Well boys you have until 5 in the afternoon. Go play boys.”

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:03 am

jay wrote:This story and concept is awesome. If only this was real during my time so I could join it. I would want to join the TUGS club because I like to be tied up and tortured. Keep it up. Maybe you can make it the longest story ever in a series on this site.

I am not ending this story, but after today my school starts back up after the long weekend. I may not be able to post as much if any for 2 weeks. I promise that I haven't ended the story and yes I will beat Jason's record for the longest series ever. Please don't make a hundred comments the next 2 weeks asking if I will post more. I will, and I want to be writing it just as much as you want to be reading it, so think of that when you want to ask, "Have you lost interest?"

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Tue Jan 18, 2011 5:16 am

Kyle would have objected by saying, “I promised Sam I would go to his new room today to help decorate,” but the five boys holding him up set him on the ground. The one who was holding his shoulders hand gagged him.

As if knowing what Kyle was trying to say Ben answered, “Before Sam untied me he told me that he knew today’s “practice” would go all day, and that we could just come by after it was over.”

Kyle mphed in the direction that Coach Chockley was walking away. Coach Chockley saw him and said, “You aren’t fifth graders anymore. You don’t need my constant supervision. Oh and I almost forgot to tell you what position you’re going to be playing. You are very talented and I could use you in any place on the field. By the end of the year, you will probably have played every single position on the field, but to start I think I will place you as a lineman.” With that he walked away. All the linemen started a, “Woo Woo Woo,” three octaves lower than what they normally talk like, while banging their chests with their fists.

Drew said to Kyle as he was having his arms tied behind his back and his legs tied, “You remember what I said in the shower. Linemen grab each other in that special place between the two privates. You will get to constantly grab and be grabbed in that area.” Kyle mphed into the hand that was gagging him. He was now tied with his arms behind his back with a rope around his waist so that he couldn’t move them up, above and below the knee, and at the ankles. The kid that was hand gagging him shoved one of the sweaty, disgusting tube socks from their practice into Kyle’s mouth, and wrapped duct tape around his head to secure it.

Drew, in his commanding voice, shouted, “We will separate into 8 groups. One group gets to take Kyle around campus. The rest of the groups will select one of their members to be tied up.” Everyone wanted to be in Kyle’s group so they drew sticks. The people with the longest ones got to take Kyle.

Kyle’s group consisted of Drew, Ben, and two linemen whose names were Jake, and James. Drew was the quarterback, and Ben was a receiver. James was the largest of the entire football team. He had huge muscles blue eyes, and curly brown hair. James was 6’3. Jake had buzz cut blonde hair. He was larger than Kyle, but smaller than James and was 6’2. Every lineman on the team had larger muscles than Kyle, but Kyle was the strongest person on the team. His muscles were just denser and didn’t show as much. Remember these boys are eighth graders, so when it says large muscled, don’t imagine the biggest body builder you’ve ever seen; think of it compared to an eighth grader.

Kyle was set sitting on Jake’s and James shoulders and they set off for the streets of the school. Drew stood in front of them and Ben behind just incase Kyle fell. They went straight to the central courtyard of the school. There were several people there. The seventh grade football practice ended an hour ago and they were all hanging out in the courtyard. Remember how it didn’t matter what grade you were in and how everyone knew everyone.

Some people laughed at Kyle, others just looked at him like “didn’t see that coming,” and all the football players from all grades came up and surrounded him. They all asked, “What convinced you to join.” Kyle mphed into his gag and they all started laughing. Several of them started poking him. James and Jake set him down and started untying his hands. Kyle knew better than to think he was being let go.

Drew retied Kyle’s hands in front of him and then tied a rope around his rope restraints. Drew threw the rope over a branch in the tree. Ben and Drew together pulled down on it until Kyle was on his toes. They then tied the rope around the trunk of the tree. Jake tied a bandanna around Kyle’s eyes. Ben, Drew, Jake, and James sat down on a Bench 5 feet away and yelled, “Have fun,” to all the other football players.

There was an even larger mob around Kyle now that Ben, Drew, Jake, and James weren’t around him. The football players that were fortunate enough to be able to squeeze into the front line started tickling every inch of Kyle. Kyle began laughing through his nose and kicking his feet, which made him swing slightly. This gave the 7th grade team captain an idea.

He shouted, “Everyone back.” Everyone stepped back away from Kyle to respect the team captain’s wishes. This kid was 5’5. He got a running start then jumped and grabbed onto Kyle. Kyle screamed into his gag. It was painful enough on his hands to be on his toes let alone swinging with a 130-pound rider on him. After everyone saw how much fun the team captain was having, everyone took a turn swinging on him. By the time that 120 kids had finished swinging on Kyle, his wrists were a bright red. Jake stepped in and said, “You guys have had 2 hours to play with him now. Get lost.” They wouldn’t have listened to him, but when Drew nodded his head and stared at them they all went back to their benches and continued their previous conversations.

James untied Kyle’s wrists, picked him up like he was a baby in his arms, and laid him on a picnic table. Kyle started massaging his wrists. Once the red marks were gone, Jake tied his hands above his head and to the top of the picnic table. They did the same to his legs. Now he couldn’t move up or down on the picnic table. They then took off his blindfold. Drew asked, “Are you alright?” Kyle gave an affirmative mph.

They all began sitting on him knees down. Drew, who was sitting on his chest, plugged his nose for thirty seconds. Kyle arched his back as part of a reaction to it. Kyle fought his bonds greatly as he held his breathe. He tried to shake his head, but Drew held it still. After thirty seconds were up, Drew let go and gave Kyle a chance to breathe. Each time Drew did this he added 1 second to the amount of time he would hold Kyle’s nose. He did this until he held Kyle’s nose for a whole minute. Kyle’s face was purple when he let go for the last time.

Ben, who was sitting on Kyle’s stomach, decided that it was his turn. He did stomach bounces. For the first two Kyle flexed his stomach so that Ben wouldn’t be able to knock the breath out of him, but on the third Ben broke through Kyle’s flexed stomach and Kyle was too tired to flex it again. Ben continued this jumping for another 10 minutes. Kyle’s face was a bright red when he was done.

James, who was sitting on Kyle’s thighs, knew it was his turn now. James told everyone to come and look. There was instantly a circle of people around the picnic table. James pulled down Kyle’s compression shorts and sweats. Kyle’s cock was showing to everyone in the courtyard. His face turned hot red with anger, but mostly with embarrassment. Everyone there started laughing, which only made things worse for Kyle. James hadn’t even started his actual torture yet. That was just a slight plus to it. James told some kids to bring him some ice. They left and came back in five minutes with a large cooler of it.

James kept dumping more and more ice into Kyle’s compression shorts. He did this until they were absolutely filled with ice in the front, back, and sides. He then watched as it took an hour to have all the ice melt. Everyone who had came to see his cock now left. Drew, Ben, James, and Jake kept interest in Kyle’s shivering body.

Once Kyle stopped shivering, Jake, who was sitting on Kyle’s shins facing his feet, took Kyle’s shoes and socks of. He tickled both of Kyle’s feet for an hour without stop. Kyle was red in the face again. He jolted back and forth from this and thrashed around in his bonds. It was now about 1 o’clock and everyone was getting hungry. Drew decided to order pizza.

Everyone ate their pizza when it came except for Kyle. Drew said, “Beg for your food, and you might get some.” Kyle having already been embarrassed plenty of times today didn’t mind begging. He made the worlds best puppy dog face. Drew asked the group, “I think that deserved some pizza, don you?” They nodded their head, but they were all shocked. Nobody except for Drew had ever seen Kyle lower his pride. He had been in TUGs club for 3 years and never had any of them gotten him to beg. Kyle sooner has his stomach growl than begs.

Drew asked, “What never see a person beg for food before?”

James said, “Not Kyle. In TUGs club last year he was called, ‘No Beg for Boy.’”

Drew said, “All you have to do is break him. I think, James, your stunt was the final straw that broke him today. I’ve only broken him once before and that took a whole weekend.” Drew unwrapped Kyle’s face and pulled out the tube sock. He hand fed Kyle a few pieces of pizza then threw the empty box away.

They put on his shoes and socks again and started walking him around campus on Ben’s and Drew’s shoulders this time.

This will probably be the last post until I get another free weekend.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Jan 18, 2011 7:27 am

Good continuations! I badly can wait to read the next part. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jan 18, 2011 8:01 am

Jack Smith wrote:
jay wrote: I promise that I haven't ended the story and yes I will beat Jason's record for the longest series ever.


Just for the record, my longest story here - so far - is 154,275 words. So.... you have a long way to go. :mrgreen: But I'm very much looking forward to reading your attempt. I certainly enjoy having some 'competition' when the stories are like this. :lol:
I'm enjoying this story very much more than the usual TUG stories one reads here - you can probably guess at least one of the reasons why.
The no gay rule seems a little harsh if those involved mutually agreed upon things beforehand (no coercion allowed at least, though that might be hard to enforce or prove I suppose) but I can understand it; even I wasn't active in such things *that* early.
I wasn't active in sports myself either (though I *did* have my own locker-room adventure in 9th grade once) but I undoubtedly would have been if I could have joined a team like *this*!
These kids seem rather large and well developed for 8th-graders though (I've only known one kid who was taller than 6' in 8th grade, and he was 6' 9" or so by the time he finished growing and built more like a basketball playe than a fooball player). But what the hey; maybe they grow 'em bigger over there than where I lived. Still, this could be about 18 year olds in college and everything else could b precisely the same (except for the references of earlier years in the same place).
Each grade has its own football team? Wow! Either it's a very large school or they're as devoted to sports as they are to Tugs; my junior high school (or middle school as its called in some places now) didn't have a football team at all that I'm aware of! Then again, it wasn't a boarding school either.
Like I said before, this school would be even better than Hogwarts!!! Wish I could have gone to something like this in eighth grade (I had almost no TUGs at all during eighth grade; I had to wait until I moved in with my cousins right after I finished eighth grade before things got interesting and stayed that way through high school). My cousins and friends at the time would have enjoyed this just as much as I would've, I'm sure (and unlike me many of them were pretty athletic themselves, though not as large as the kids in this story).
I don't suppose anything in here in based on any of your own real-life exeriences?
And are the characters (Drew, Kyle, etc) meant to be the same people from your other side of the park stories, or do they just have the same names?
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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Tue Jan 18, 2011 9:19 am

I have never experienced a tug in my life so no this isn't based off of anything. I just like the names Drew and Kyle. They are not the same people.

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jan 18, 2011 9:51 am

Jack Smith wrote:I have never experienced a tug in my life so no this isn't based off of anything.


Oh yes, I think you have mentioned this previously; I'd forgotten.
Well, (especially) for someone who has never experienced TUGs himself, you tell your TUG stories very well indeed. :D
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Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jack Smith » Wed Feb 02, 2011 3:16 am

They continued to walk around campus with Kyle in their hands, and when they would meet a large group they would set Kyle down and let them torture him. When Sam saw them, he said, “Looks like Kyle did want to do football after all. Just wait till wrestling starts. Your football initiation was nothing compared to what wrestling will be.”

Kyle who was not gagged at this point said, “And what makes you think that I want to do wrestling?”
Sam answered, “Well once I give you a similar run through of wrestling as you did today with football, I don’t see why any person in TUGs club wouldn’t want to be in wrestling, but I guess that if you don’t want to I can always pull rule 55 out.”

Kyle replied, “You still have to get it passed by the activities director, in form of a one on one debate with me.”

Sam responded, “Oh I don’t think the debate will mean much. I think if I want something, the activities director will just let me have it.”

Kyle was about to talk back when James hand gagged him. James said, “You are meant to be a billboard, not a blow horn. No more talking.” With that James had Ben and Drew set Kyle down so that they could gag him. James shoved another long tube sock from practice in Kyle’s mouth and wrapped duct tape around his head. Kyle mphed, and James said, “That’s more like it.”

Drew looked at his watch and said, “It’s getting on four. We should go back to the football field.” They untied Kyle’s legs. He thought that he was going to walk there, so he started getting up. Drew asked, “Where are you going?”

Kyle tried to say, “To the football field,” but all that came out was mph mph mphmph mph.

James started saying, “We only untied your legs, so I can carry you faster.” With that James shoved his head in between Kyle’s two legs, grabbed each leg with one hand, and stood up. Kyle was sitting on both of James shoulders like a dad might carry his little girl. They started walking much faster than before since they didn’t have to balance Kyle on two people just one.

When they got back to the football field, Jake untied Kyle’s hands and then retied them behind his back, and behind the field goal. Then Jake tied Kyle’s legs together and to the field goal. Jake then tied Kyle’s torso to the field goal. After that Jake blindfolded Kyle with a bandana. Kyle heard some football players yell, “Lets throw tomatoes or other foods at him.”

Then Kyle heard Drew say, “No he is supposed to wear those clothes all day, but the clothes won’t be of much help if all the words are smeared with tomatoes.”

One football player, who Kyle couldn’t recognize by his voice, said, “We could pelt him with water balloons, water guns, hoses, or other water things.” Kyle heard some quiet conversations that he couldn’t make out what was said. One second Kyle was dry the next he was soaking wet. Each boy on the football team had pelted him with one bucket of water each.

Ben said, “Now he’s all wet and we are supposed to be getting to Sam’s room at about five.”
Drew answered, “Then we can stake him out and let him dry.” Ben and drew completely untied Kyle, but before Kyle even realized he was momentarily freed they tackled him to the ground. Jake brought four tent pegs and started nailing them to the ground in a rectangle. Kyle was viciously fighting a lost battle against Drew and Ben. Drew said, “I don’t know why you are still fighting even if by some miracle you pin me AND Ben there are like 38 other people hear that will tackle you.” Kyle stopped fighting and just went limp, allowing them to move his arms and legs wherever they wanted.

Kyle was then tied spread eagle to the tent pegs. Ben announced, “Let’s leave him to dry.” With that, all the football players walked into the locker room and away from Kyle. Kyle just lay there completely bored. He dried off after fifteen minutes, but still no one came. He hated being left alone while tied up. It was one of the few tortures he didn’t enjoy. He liked being at the attention of other people while being completely helpless. Now all he could do is look at the sky, daydream, or think about pointless junk.

After about 45 minutes, Ben came out, untied him from the pegs, and tied his arms behind his back and his legs without saying a word. Kyle mphed and Ben said, “Yeah this walk is going to be boring if I don’t have someone to talk too.” Ben took off Kyle’s gag, and blindfold.

Kyle said, “You know I’ve been dry for half an hour. You could have come out sooner.”

Ben answered, “The team said that this was boredom torture. You were supposed to be left alone. I personally think it’s the most stupid form of torture.”

Kyle responded in agreement, “Me too. I can do self bondage if want to be left alone when tied up.” Ben, with a bit of struggle, picked Kyle up the same way Sam had done earlier. The back of Kyle’s neck and shoulders were held in Ben’s right hand, and the back of his lower thighs and knees were held in Ben’s left hand. His ever-growing cock was on the back of Ben’s neck.

Ben noticed it was bulging even under the compression shorts, and said, “Wow, you must have been really excited to see me.”

Kyle asked, “Where are we going?”

Ben answered, “To Sam’s room like we promised.”

Ben started walking and Kyle asked a question that has been on his mind almost all day, “Did you really lie to me about how you liked being tied up more?”

Ben felt kind of ashamed and said, “Yeah sorry about lying. You have a reputation as the best tyer, so I thought I should pretend I like to be tied up to get you to like me. Once you confided that you secretly preferred to be tied up rather than tie, I wondered if I made a mistake. The entire truth is that I don’t like being tied up at all; I love tying and torturing other people.”

Kyle asked, “Then if your story about how you got into TUGs club was fake, how did you get interested in tugs?”

Ben answered, “This is the real story. Now you know how most sports include tie up games in this school. Well, every wrestling practice last year I would wrestle someone down, tie him up, and if coach let me, I would torture him for the rest of the practice. I really hope you aren’t mad at me. Everything else I said to you was true. I just did it to try to get close to you since you are the coolest kid in school.”

Kyle never took compliments lightly, so when he was told he was the coolest kid in school all was forgotten. He said, “I guess it’s better you lied. I never would have told you I liked being tied up if you hadn’t already said that you preferred it greatly too. I guess now everyone know I prefer being tied up; there is no point in having a fake tough guy act now.”

Ben answered, “Only Sam, me, and anyone you have told knows. I haven’t told anyone.”

Kyle responded, “That’s good I guess. I’m not sure if I will keep it a secret this year or not. It was lucky we were room mates, or I never would have known how easy it is to tell someone here that I like to be tied up.”

Ben said nervously, “Yeah it was luck.”

Kyle asked, “What do you mean.”

Ben answered, “Well when Sam told me how much you like being tied up, I asked if I could be your roommate next year. He said he would put in a request since we would be perfect roommates. You like being tied up, and I like tying people up.”

Kyle asked, “So this whole thing was planned?”

Ben answered, “Pretty much.” By this time, they had gotten to Sam’s dorm room. Ben knocked the door with Kyle’s feet.

Sam opened the door and said with a smile, “Ready to decorate?”

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Feb 02, 2011 7:34 am

Good continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: A School TUG Club? (all male)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:29 am

Jack Smith wrote: He hated being left alone while tied up. It was one of the few tortures he didn’t enjoy. He liked being at the attention of other people while being completely helpless. Now all he could do is look at the sky, daydream, or think about pointless junk.


Oh yes... I can relate to that very well. When my cousins/friends were really determined to deliberately piss me off for some reason, they knew that doingthis was the surest way to do it. :twisted:
Glad to see the story continuing; I hadn't noticed it when I PMed you last about it, since I always check my PMs before I heck stories.
Anyway, cool. Glad to see you back 'on your game'. :D
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
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