David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:31 pm

DAVID’S FIRST TUG

Chapter1 – The Wrestling Match

David was new to the area, and he was a shy fourteen-year-old boy who found it difficult to make new friends. Summer had just begun, and with school vacation already underway David had not gotten any opportunities to meet anyone his own age until he met James and his friends early one Friday afternoon. The other four boys were all about David’s age and size, and were playing a friendly game of Hoops with one another in the playground behind the local school. They saw David as he watched them tentatively from a distance, and James called to him in a friendly manner and invited David to join them.

James was the evident leader of the four. He was 5’ 9” (175 cm) and 145 pounds (65 kg), well-tanned, with light blond hair and blue eyes. He wore a sleeveless shirt, a set of old-styled striped gym shorts, white tube socks and Nike sneakers. He was playing against all the other three and yet was still sinking more baskets than his three opponents combined managed to do. David was invited to join the others in playing against him.

The other three boys were Tony (5’ 7” and 132 pounds – 170 cm and 60 kg – with light red hair and green eyes), Luke (5’ 6” and 127 pounds – 168 cm and 58 kg – with light brown hair and dark brown eyes), and Danny (5’ 8” and 140 pounds – 172 cm and 63 kg), with black hair and grey eyes. David himself was the tallest at 5’11” (180 cm) and heaviest at 161 pounds (73 kg); he had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Each of the other three boys playing against James was thirteen, which James said he was himself. David himself was fourteen; but only by a few days – so he was not really all that much older than any of the other four boys were.

David proved to be only a moderate asset to the other three boys in playing Hoops against James. Though he managed to score enough baskets to keep James from widening his lead, his help wasn’t enough to enable them to close the lead James had already built up over them before David came along. Even so, the game remained friendly and David began to feel at ease with his new friends. While they continued playing they began to tell David about their interests and ask him about his.

“I like baseball, soccer, Star Trek, playing my guitar, skiing, wrestling, and rap music,” Tony told him. “I have two older sisters who I don’t like, as their favorite pastime seems to be making my life as miserable as possible.”

“I like football, martial arts, heavy metal, wrestling, and action movies,” said Luke. “My major dislikes are girls, who always seem to act like the dumbest creatures on Earth. Other guys in my class like girls, but I could do without them all the rest of my life!”

“I like hockey, boxing, wrestling, WWF, the “Rock’, race cars, and jets,” Danny added. “I like girls too – at least, better than Luke does. My major dislikes are nerdy kids who kiss-ass to the teachers and think they’re so damned smart, and the teachers who act like we kids should worship them like they were gods or something!”

“I like wrestling, gymnastics, basketball, karate, martial arts movies, and anything with Chuck Norris,” said James. “There really isn’t much of anything or anyone I don’t like, except maybe my step-dad. He’s always drunk, so I stay out of the house a lot.”

“Well, I like photography,” David told them all – shyly at first but with more confidence when they seemed genuinely interested. “Ummm – Heroic fantasy, Harry Potter, old TV shows, comedies, wrestling…”

“You like to wrestle too?” interrupted James happily. “We all do too. We like to wrestle one another from time to time. Are you any good at it?”

“Well, I was on the wrestling team in my last school,” David replied with a grin.

“Really? Cool? You wanna wrestle with me right now?” James asked David eagerly.

“Now? But that’d hardly be fair for you, would it?” asked David. “I’m bigger than you are, and you’re all tired out from playing Hoops so much longer.”

“Bet you fifty dollars I can pin you down and keep you down!” James challenged David.

“Ummm… I don’t have fifty cents right now let alone fifty dollars,” David replied with a bit of shame; he felt it made him sound like he was too afraid of losing even though he was sure he had little chance of losing.

“Okay, I’ll bet you fifty dollars against one dare,” replied James even more happily than ever, as if ecstatic that David could not match his wager. “You win, I give you fifty dollars,” and he opened a backpack he’d left nearby and pulled out a wallet with well over that amount in it to prove he had the means to pay off his bet if he lost. “If you lose, you have to do something I tell you to do; on my word that it won’t hurt, be dangerous, against the law, or involve anyone else but us.”

David pondered this over; this bet sounded vaguely like a trick of some kind to him. But these four boys seemed more eager to be friends than do anything malicious, and David wanted very much to make friends rather than develop a reputation as a wuss. In addition, he was quite confident he could win a wrestling match against this smaller, younger blond boy – and he could certainly use that fifty dollars James was so casually wagering. And so, without more than a moment to think it over, David agreed to wrestle James.

David and James faced off, and then grappled. Being larger, heavier, and less tired, David had the initial advantage and he use it. He got James in a body hug, lifted him bodily off the ground, and forced the blond boy down on his knees. But James proved to be less tired and more limber than David had estimated; he squirmed out of David’s grip, got David in a bear-hug of his own, twisted his body around and flipped a rather startled David over him to land heavily backward on the grass.

James got behind David as the larger boy got to his knees, and twisted one of David’s arms behind his back. But David also proved to be slippery, got free, gave James a backflip of his own, and got the blond boy in a headlock before James could get up off the ground. But James struggled like a wildcat and managed to slip free and the two continued to grapple as both got to their feet. Suddenly, James bent forward and grabbed David by the back of his lower right leg and the back of his upper left leg while ramming him bodily in the midriff – forcing the older boy down backwards. David fell onto his back, but briefly managed to get an arm-lock around James’s head in the process.

James was slippery and still full of energy however, and once again he slipped free. He got David into a bully pin; straddling his belly and pinning the older boy’s shoulders with his bare knees while holding his wrists down with the weight of is arms and shoulders. David struggled valiantly as all three of the other boys loudly counted to ten in unison, but found himself helpless to get up. By the time the count reached ten, David realized that they counted have counted to a hundred or even a thousand and the result would have been the same… he would have lost.

“Are you ready to pay off on your end of the bet now?” James asked David as he got off him and helped him to his feet.

“Sure, I suppose so,” replied David; still surprised that he’d lost the wrestling match. “What do you want me to do?”

James smiled as he walked over to his backpack again and pulled out several coils of rope. He handed a coil to each of his three friends as the four of them surrounded a rather nervous David. “You’re going to let me and the others tie you up!”

David gulped nervously. “And then what?” he asked James.

“Nothing,” replied James. “Once you’re tied up, you don’t have to do a thing!”

Tony snickered at this, which David didn’t find to be at all reassuring.

“How long will I be tied up?” David wanted to know, “and what are you planning to do to me in the meantime?”

“What does that matter?” asked James reasonably. “A bet’s a bet! You’re not going to welsh on our bet now, are you? You wanna be known as a welsher?”

“And a chicken?” added Luke.

David decided he didn’t want to acquire a reputation as either in his new home town; but was unsure he’d be any better off letting himself be tied up by four kids he’d just met either. But then he realized that he didn’t have much choice in the matter; he was surrounded by four other boys in an isolated schoolyard with no one else within sight or earshot of them. They could easily take him down anyway if they chose to do so, but they were holding off and giving David a chance to save face by letting them do so rather than attempt a resistance that would likely have proved futile against such odds.

Fear of their contempt outweighed David’s fear of what the boys would do to him once he was totally at their mercy however. David gave in with as much good grace as he could muster as his four new companions closed in on him and began to tie him up.

TBC
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby xtc » Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:00 pm

It's nice to see you starting a new story. I look forward to seeing where this is leading.

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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby hafnermg » Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:30 pm

oooh i like where this is going i can't wait for the next installment!

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby PowerRanger » Mon Dec 27, 2010 2:19 am

Sounds cool.

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:57 am

Good begining! That story promises to be very fun. Thanks
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Dec 27, 2010 10:31 am

Chapter 2 – Photography Session

James got behind David and with quickness and skill that indicated considerable practice secured David’s wrists behind his back. Tony knelt in front of David and with equal skill tied his ankles together. Danny squatted at David’s right side and tied his legs above and below his knees, and Luke stood at David’s left side to tie his uppers arms and elbows together as well as help keep the older boy upright as his ability to move by himself dwindled away to nothing. Once the four boys had finished tying him, David needed this support to keep from keeling over, as he could not move himself even the minimal amount necessary to maintain his balance otherwise.

James and Luke eased David down to a lying down position on the grass. The four boys then stood in a circle around David and looked down at him. “How does it feel?” James asked him with a mischievous smile.

David found himself completely unable to move other than to rock himself slightly from side to side. Lying on his bound arms was somewhat uncomfortable, though not painful – yet! But lying on them as he was and being unable to roll over onto his stomach, he was totally unable to even begin trying to free himself.

“I’m fine,” he replied bravely. “Now what happens?”

“Now you try to free yourself,” replied James as he got down on one knee beside his new captive. “If you succeed in freeing yourself in one hour, you’re all done with the bet and you can be our friend if you still want. If you’re not free in an hour from now, then we get to make your initiation just a wee bit tougher.”

David frowned and broke out in a nervous sweat.

“No, we won’t hurt you or anything,” James assured him. “We’ll just have some fun with you, that’s all.”

“Yeah… lots of fun,” added Tony; who then broke out into a diabolical Yosemite Sam kind of laugh that did nothing to make David feel better.

“Don’t sweat it, kid,” Luke said to David with a much friendlier sounding laugh. “We do this to each other all the time. Every so often we draw lots to see which two of us wrestle. Loser of a wrestling match always gets tied up and played with for a while by the others. Of course, it was James here who invented the game, and he *never* loses a wrestling match! But sometimes the rest of us can win when we wrestle one another, and I doubt any of the rest of us could take you one-on-one like James did. So you can be sure we won’t do anything to you that we don’t do to one another… after all, you’ll probably have plenty of chances to get revenge if you keep hanging out with the four of us!”

This made David feel at least somewhat better; they were talking more like he was being accepted into a small and exclusive club of friends rather than tricked into a trap to await a horrible fate like he had begun to think he’d been.

James and the other boys walked away a short distance to leave David in peace while he tried to free himself. They did not go far however; they simply resumed their interrupted game of Hoops a mere thirty feet away. They kept an eye of David much of the time; not to prevent him from escaping (which would have violated the rules of their game) but to make sure he was not in too much pain from being tied up or was hurting himself by accident in his struggles to get free. They occasionally taunted him with telling him how much time had passed and that he’d better hurry if he wanted to avoid the penalty phase, but otherwise did not bother him for the next hour while they played Hoops.

David was sure that much more than an hour had passed by the time they’d finished their game and stood around him again. Whether this was a generous impulse on their part or simply a figment of his imagination, it made no difference; he was as tightly bound after the time allowed had past as he’d been the moment they’d finished tying him. His fingers had not been able to even find a single knot, let alone loosen it.

“Time’s up, kid,” James told David with what David was sure was scrupulous honesty. “Looks like it’s play time.”

All four of David’s captors took out a digital camera from his own backpack and began to take pictures of a tied-up and now somewhat mortified David. By this time his arms were definitely starting to hurt from being tied so tightly for so long.

“Now then, I’ll tell you what we’re going to do,” James told David as he knelt down beside him again. “”We’re going to untie your wrists and arms for a while. Then we’re going to take some pictures of us pretending to bully pin you for an hour, and you’re going to just lay there quietly while we do it. Do so without a word of complaint until we’re finished in an hour and we’ll let you go free. Complain even once before the hour is up, and we get to tie you up again and you’ll have to try to get yourself free again. Is it a deal?”

By then David would have agreed to almost anything just to be untied again, and nodded his wholehearted agreement to the idea. His legs were left securely tied, but they didn’t ache anywhere near as much as his arms and hands did and so he didn’t mind. He gasped in relief as he was given a few moments to rub his wrists and arms to ease the pain out of them and restore lost circulation. After the worst of the discomfort from being tied had passed, he was told to lay still again as James got back on top of him and put him into another bully pin; while the other three boys took pictures of this from all angles.

Then Tony asked James to sit up straight, with his hands resting on his knees rather than holding down David’s wrists. James did so with a happy smile, and somehow David was sure that this request had been carefully staged beforehand. However, he knew better than to voice a word of complaint as James straddled his chest and smiled for the cameras.

Besides, he found himself starting to like this – at least a little bit. It didn’t even mind it when the other three boys seem to be taking their sweet time taking those pictures.

Then Luke asked James to sit up on one knee; even grasping James’ right leg and posing it himself when James’ repositioning apparently didn’t meet with his approval. Luke explained that with the sunlight angled as it was, David’s face would not be in shadow, and the angle he wanted brought out the muscle definition in James’ leg. To David however, it merely seemed like an opportunity to feel James’ leg. James seemed to have no objection however, and suddenly David wondered if he would have minded it so much were he in James’ position either.

Then Luke asked James to rest his left buttock against his left heel so that no air space showed between him and David’s body.

“You sure like to have things exact, don’t you?” David suddenly asked aloud without thinking. “Why are these pictures so important?”

“I create art with my photographs,” Luke replied simply.

“You call his sitting on my chest *art*?” exclaimed David. “Now I’ve heard everything!”

“And I just heard a complaint!” said James. “I guess we’ll have to tie you back up now!”

David groaned as he realized he’d been set up but made no resistance as the four boys half-carried and half-dragged him into the nearby woods, laid him between two small trees, and tied him to them. At least having his arms tied outstretched over his head as he lay down was nowhere near as uncomfortable as laying on his bound arms and wrists had been, but the ties were just as secure as before. There was no way he’d be able to untie himself without help.

Then James straddled his chest again and the picture taking resumed as if it had never been interrupted. “Take your time,” James told the others as they took more pictures. “I’m not in any hurry!”

That was easy for James to say. David felt as if James’ rump had worn a hole in his chest!

James finally got up off David as the other three put away their digital cameras; and the older boy thought the worst was over. But then the other three knelt down on top of David, with Tony holding him down in a mock bully pin, while James began taking numerous pictures of the tableau with his own digital camera. He also took his time taking pictures, carefully posing and positioning each of the other three boys as they knelt-sat on top of David so that each had their turn pretending to pin him down while the others straddled David’s belly and thighs.

Finally James put away his own camera, but the other three didn’t get up off David. They simply abandoned any pretense of pinning him down in wrestling holds and relaxed as they continued to sit on top of him. James removed his shirt, tossed it casually aside onto his backpack, and joined the other three as he knelt down and straddled David’s chest.

“I hope you’re comfy,” James said to David as he smiled down as his helpless captive. “I sure am.”

Before David could think of an answer that wouldn’t likely get him tortured, James (suddenly and without warning) pressed his thighs tightly together – with David’s face in between them. David felt the heat of James’ bare, smooth thighs clasped tightly against his face, and he began to feel warm in more places than his face.

“Look! David’s getting a hard-on!” Tony teasingly announced with a chuckle.

TBC
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Dec 28, 2010 6:39 am

Good continuation. I was right, that story is very fun. I badly can wait to read the next part. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Dec 28, 2010 1:38 pm

Chapter 3 – Alone With James

James grinned and pressed his thighs together even harder. David’s face got red, though how much was from the pressure against his face and how much was from blushing, no one could tell… but it was getting very red indeed. His boner felt ready to explode out of his shorts as well, which increased his tendency to blush as Tony and Luke continually teased him about it.

The boys had been planning to go home well before this time, but the acquisition of a new playmate prompted them to stay around until nearly dark. So when Tony mentioned that he was hungry, James decided to buy a pizza from the local deli to share between them. He put his shirt back on and left Tony, Luke, and Danny alone with David while he went to get the pizza. The other three boys kept David busy with periodic tickling assaults that left him exhausted with laughter and (in vain) begging for mercy by the time James returned with a large pizza and a six-pack of sodas. The four boys then casually sat on the grass around David and ate their slices, leaving David tied as he was and watching them hungrily. He wasn’t offered anything to eat or drink, and he was too proud to ask either of them.

Finally, when the other boys had finished, James grabbed the presumably empty pizza box and a can of soda and straddled David’s chest again. He pulled out a large pizza slice that remained in the box (previously deliberately hidden by the box lid so that David could not see it) and held it to David’s mouth so that he could take a bite. He hand-fed David his share of pizza and gave him a can of soda to drink while the other three boys played another game of Hoops among themselves back at the playground.

Once David had gotten his share of pizza and soda, James called the other three back over, and the four of them tickled David relentlessly for the next four hours. They also subjected him to such various adolescent torments like nose and ear-flicks, nose and nipple twists, mild face slaps, and the various other things boys like to do with other boys they have total (if temporary) power over.

Finally though it was getting on toward evening, and Danny, Luke and Tony had to go home. “Let’s untie him and get going,” Luke suggested to James at around six thirty. “I don’t want to be late getting home. My favorite TV show starts in a half hour.”

“You guys go on home without me,” James suggested to the other three. “I’ll take care of David by myself.”

“You sure you don’t want us to wait for you?” asked Luke as he, Tony, and Danny gathered up their belongings and prepared to go.

“I’ll be fine,” replied James. “I don’t live far from here anyway, remember? And my folks couldn’t care less when I come home, unlike yours. Go on without me.”

David felt nervous all for a sudden, but said nothing as he watched the other three boys wave to him and James and walked away. James walked behind them to the edge of the woods and watched as they walked into the playground, crossed it, and continued on to the gate at the other end. They were soon completely lost to sight.

“Just you and me now, kid,” James said happily to David as he casually seated himself sideways on David’s belly rather than make any attempt to release him. “So, what time are *you* supposed to be home tonight?”

It occurred to David that James was making sure no one would come looking for David anytime soon. Were he to say that he had to go home now as well, he was instinctively sure that James would let him go immediately.

“I don’t really have to be home at all tonight,” David found himself freely admitting to the blond boy with little hesitation. “My parents are away for the weekend, taking care of fixing up the old house before we sell it. I’m all alone for the weekend.”

“Is that so?” James replied with a smile of sardonic amusement as his turned ninety degrees, planted his sneaker-covered feet to either side of David’s head, and began to lightly tickle David’s ribs with his fingers. “What a coincidence. I don’t really have to be home tonight either. My folks are home, but they don’t care. And it occurs to me that I never really set a time limit on how long I get to keep you tied up!”

David suddenly realized that, deep inside, he was hoping James would say that!

“So, I take it you and your friends do this with one another a lot?” David ventured.

“Yeah, plus a few other kids who weren’t with us today,” James replied. “Maybe you’ll get to meet them too if you’re still interested in hanging out with us.”

“I think I’d like that very much,” replied David. “So, what else do you and the others like to do together?”

James grinned mischievously. “I’m not sure you’re ready to find out about *everything* we do together,” he replied mysteriously as he knelt down and began flicking David’s nose hard and fast.

“Yes I do,” David declared with sudden boldness despite the nose flicks.

“You sure?” asked James seriously. “Think about it. You’re tied up and completely at my mercy. I could do anything to you, and you couldn’t do a thing to stop me. When I have one of the others tied up, I like to torture them a little. They’re used to that; they even do the same things to one another. But you’re new, and I don’t want to scare you off by doing too much to you too fast! Think you can handle a little torture?”

“I can take anything the others can,” David asserted bravely. He was determined to prove that he was worthy of associating with James and the others. He was also finding himself very curious to see what it would be like to be subjected to whatever torture this beautiful blond boy had to offer.

“Really? We’ll see. But if you’re gonna make me work up a sweat I’d better take off my shirt first,” James replied. “You don’t mind, do you?” he then asked when he was already in the middle of doing so; revealing a trim, athletic torso underneath.

“Fuck, no I don’t mind!” David replied a trifle loudly and eagerly as he looked at James’ gorgeous body with envy and… something more. Then, hearing that he was sounding a bit *too* eager, moderated his tone somewhat. “I mean, of course I don’t mind! I wouldn’t want you to get that nice shirt all soaked with sweat.”

“I figured as much,” James replied with an amused smile as he casually tossed his shirt aside; forbearing to mention that the shirt was already soaked with sweat from the day’s activities. “There… that feels better!” he continued as he folded his arms behind his head and stretched his torso lithely like a cat.

“It *looks* better too,” David found himself admitting out loud. “What a beautiful body you’ve got!”

“You really think so?” James replied with amusement.

“Oh yes! Looking at you is definitely not torture!” replied David.

“Oh yeah… thanks for reminding me,” retorted James as he suddenly began slapping David’s face hard and fast with both hands. David yelled; more in surprise than pain. The slaps definitely stung though, and soon he was yelping “OW!” and “UNH!” repeatedly when James’ arms proved to be apparently as tireless as they were strong.

But David found himself enjoying this, and after he got over his initial surprise began to encourage James to slap him even harder and faster!

James smiled and indulged David in his wish. Then, after a few minutes, when even his arms began to feel tired, he ceased slapping David’s face and began to bounce on his belly instead. Then, when this also proved too tiring to keep up, he stood up, planted one foot on David’s chest, put his weight on it, and then lifted up his other foot as well until he was standing with his full weight atop David’s chest.

“How do you like it when I stand on you?” asked James cheerfully.

“I can ‘stand’ it for as long as you can!” David replied just as cheerfully, if at first somewhat breathlessly, once he’d gotten over his surprise.

James grinned; at last, someone who posed a worthy challenge!

“Man, a bad joke like that deserves a special punishment!” James declared as he got off David’s chest, stood facing away from his captive, and got down on his knees so that his buttocks hovered a foot above David’s upturned face. “I’m going to sit on your face, and I’m not going to get up again for a full five minutes! What do you think of that, Mister Smart Guy?”

“Can you make it *ten* minutes?!” David asked with a grin.

James stared over his shoulder down at David incredulously; was this the same kid who was so hesitant about being tied up just a few hours ago?! “I mean it, David!” James warned him seriously as he lowered himself a few inches. “Unless you beg me not to in the next ten seconds, I’m gonna sit down right on your face, I and I won’t get up again no matter how much you struggle or plead or…”

“Hell, I’m looking forward to it!” David asserted, surprising himself almost as much as he was surprising his captor. “Go ahead! Put *all* your weight on me while you’re at it!”

James obligingly pulled his feet out from underneath him so that he was knees up when he sat down on David’s face. He began to realize that his was the beginning of a very interesting friendship!

TBC
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby alyssa_whoaisme » Tue Dec 28, 2010 1:49 pm

great story so far! cant wait for the rest!
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby omgtugs » Tue Dec 28, 2010 3:04 pm

omg great! i cant wiat for the next installment while i think of some stuff to wrtie in my story...

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:00 pm

alyssa_whoaisme wrote:great story so far! cant wait for the rest!


I agree! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Dec 29, 2010 4:09 pm

Chapter 4 – Getting To Know Each Other

Sitting facing toward the rest of David’s body, James soon noticed that his new friend was strongly tenting his shorts. “Man, you’re really getting a boner now!” James wryly commented out loud.

David’s answering moan sounded noncommittal.

“Looks like Willy wants to come out and play,” James continued as he bent and gently caressed the small hump that had attracted his notice. David softly moaned and writhed a bit, but seemed to be having no objection to James’ touch in his most private area. “Guess what?” James found himself saying. “I’m going to be just like that kid in the movie and *Free Willy*!”

And with no further warning than this, James reached out, swiftly unzipped the fly of David’s shorts, unbuttoned them, and yanked the short down David’s hips. David moaned softly – his face still gagged by James’s own body - while ‘Willy’ suddenly stood at attention.

“Hmmm… I think poor Willy is cold and lonely,” James continued when David seemed to be raising no objections about letting the cat out of the bag. And so he reached out, gently enclosed Willy within his fist, and began to gently stroke while flexing his fingers in and out. If anything, Willy was getting taller and straighter, and David’s continued moans didn’t sound in the least unhappy. “There. Willy has five new friends to keep him company and warm him up. Do you like that?”

“Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh…” David moaned.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” James told him as he continued to massage ‘Willy’. Then, just as James was sure that Willy was about make like a whale and spout, he suddenly stopped what he was, took his weight off of David’s face, got down on his knees, and straightened up so that he could see David’s face. “OH NO! Don’t stop NOW! PLEASE!” David was begging; removing any last shred of doubt how much objection he had to this procedure!

“Don’t worry… I’m just pausing long enough to offer you a choice,” James replied; which was true enough, although he had also deliberately stopped just short of getting David off. “Do you want me to keep hand-jobbing you while I sit on your face, or do you want me to finish up by blowing you? I’m not quite limber enough to blow you *and* sit on your face at the same time, I’m afraid!”

“Oh man! That’s a tough choice!” replied David sincerely.

“Well, we can always do it a different way the *next* time you want us to get together, you know,” James offered.

Having been tacitly assured that there *would* be a next time, David quickly made his decision. “Okay, hand-job me,” he said quickly. “But before you sit on my face again, could you… uhhh… pull your own shorts down?”

“You mean you want me to sit on your face with my bare ass?” James asked neutrally.

“Well… uhh… yeah…if you don’t mind, that is,” replied David, wondering if his request had been over the top this time.

“Oh, I don’t mind at all, if that’s what you want me to do,” replied James smoothly as he pulled his own shorts down to his knees to expose his butt cheeks, and ten stood up just long enough to kick them off altogether. “I just wanted to be sure I understood you correctly so there was no mistake. But I should warn you that I had beans for supper last night, and they’ve been making me fart quite a bit lately. It might get a little stinky down there if I do this…”

“Oh, that’s okay,” David replied with a voice pregnant with relief.

“Somehow I figured that it might be,” replied James as he gently lowered himself back down on David’s face; now wearing nothing but his socks and sneakers.

James resumed his massage, and this time he didn’t stop until he had finished the job. David moaned and writhed in his bonds as if trying to escape, but pinned underneath James’ body and held in place by his bonds there was no escape had he wanted it. But he soon found release of a different sort, and with that he was evidently quite content.

“I sure hope you brought a towel,” James told David as he stood up and shook the mess on his hand onto David’s belly and chest. “Otherwise I’m using your shirt for a towel!”

“I have one in my backpack,” David assured James. The naked blond boy casually opened the backpack, found a small towel, wiped his hands clean with it, and walked back to David to clean him off as well. James cleaned off the fluid that had splattered David’s chest and belly, and then began to clean off David’s pubic area.

David suddenly began to thrash around as if he’d been jolted with a stun gun and began to laugh hysterically. It turned out that the tip of his still engorged dick was very ticklish.
Amused, James took his time cleaning David off; deliberately doing his best to tickle his frantic prisoner a much as possible. Then, he decided to find out where else David was ticklish, and hit the jackpot when he began stroking David’s armpits and ribcage. David began to laugh harder and began to plead for mercy and he thrashed wildly around, but James was now pitiless and continued to tickle David without mercy.

“Have mercy!” David cried between fits of uncontrollable laughter, with what James correctly judged was less than total sincerity. “I can breathe!”

“Well, that’s the risk you take when you let someone tie you up!” James replied with a grin without pausing in his tickle torture until several more minutes had passed. By the time he finally allowed his hapless prisoner to catch his breath, his own staff was hard, stiff, and fully erect. David stared at it with utter fascination; it was a good 25% larger than his own erect member was! He had quite a good view of it too as James was straddling his chest at the time; leaving it dangling a mere foot in front of David’s face. James noticed this of course, but merely stayed where he was and relaxed hands on knees as he smiled down at his new friend.

“Are you enjoying the view?” James asked quietly.

“Uh huh,” David replied without a trace of embarrassment.

James quietly moved his body forward so that his jewels dangled right over David’s mouth. “Wanna taste?” James asked with a grin.

David opened his mouth and let the teabags dip in. He stroked them enthusiastically with his tongue for a few minutes. Then James pulled them out, knelt down so that David’s chin was underneath his balls, and then David was allowed to get to the root of the matter. Both boys adopted a smooth rhythm that complimented each other, and David soon discovered a brand-new taste sensation.

TBC
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby omgtugs » Wed Dec 29, 2010 10:31 pm

i didnt expect that last bit, but its another great work from you

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby want2btied » Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:58 am

YAY! david is my name xD
I love bondage so much. I am 18 years old and I live in England, Lancashire. Anyone interested in meeting for some TUG's let me know ;)

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby want2btied » Thu Dec 30, 2010 7:04 am

As this character had my name, i felt the urge to read this xD

And i must say i LOVED every second ! Keep up the AMAZING stories! <3 them!!!
I love bondage so much. I am 18 years old and I live in England, Lancashire. Anyone interested in meeting for some TUG's let me know ;)

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Dec 30, 2010 8:29 am

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

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Dec 30, 2010 1:11 pm

want2btied wrote:As this character had my name, i felt the urge to read this xD

And i must say i LOVED every second ! Keep up the AMAZING stories! <3 them!!!


Thanks, David. Nice to hear from you again. :D


Chapter 5 – Left Alone

“Sorry I got my gunk all over you,” James apologized sincerely as he wiped David clean.

“I didn’t mind! Really!” David replied just as sincerely as he gazed at James’ still-naked body with unconcealed admiration as the blond boy finished toweling him off. “What else would you like to do?”

James laughed gently at David’s enthusiasm. “Well, since it’s getting dark, I think it’s time that I got ready to go home,” he replied.

“When can I see you again?” David asked hopefully; concealing his disappointment.

“Practically any time you want to,” James replied as he began to pull his underwear back on; leaving David tied between the two trees for the moment. “I don’t have any plans for the weekend, and my folks don’t care where I go or when I’m out anyway!”

“Can you meet me re first thing in the morning?” David asked quickly.

“Sure, that’d be fine with me,” James assured him as he pulled on his outer shorts. “Now let me get you untied too so you can…”

“No, wait!” David exclaimed suddenly as James knelt down and reached out to undo the knots at David’s wrists. “I don’t want you to untie me! I want you to leave me tied up here just like I am all night!”

James paused – his hands just touching the ropes that bound David’s wrists together – and stared at David with mingled surprise and amusement. “Are you serious?” he asked in doubt as he laughed in amazement. “I can’t do that!”

“Why not?” David asked nonchalantly. “You’ll be here in the morning anyway. You can untie me tomorrow! So what’s the harm?”

James couldn’t believe this; he and his friends all enjoyed their tie-up games, but this level of enthusiasm for being kept tied up was quite new to his experience. “Well, it’s no harm to *me*, but what about *you*?” James asked. “What if I fail to show up in the morning? What if it rain… or a bear or something comes along and attacks you? And won’t you own folks miss you?”

“Like I said, my folks are away for the weekend, so no one will miss me for days,” David insisted. “The weather’s supposed to be nice all weekend, and there aren’t any dangerous animals around here. I appreciate the concern, but I’ll be all right. And I trust you to come back!”

James was impressed; he wasn’t sure Tony or any of his other friends would have trusted him *that* much even now; let alone during their first tie-up game with him! He thought the matter over while he stood up and finished getting dressed. When he’d finished, he knelt beside his pretend prisoner again.

“Look, are you sure you want to be left here all night like this?” he asked with genuine concern. “Won’ you get hungry, thirsty, and cold? How will you pee, or…?”

“I told you I’ll be fine,” David replied casually, as if none of those concerns were worth thinking about. “Don’t worry about me!”

“But I can’t help it,” James insisted. “If something bad happened, I’d be responsible!”

“No, it’d all be *my* fault because I insisted,” David pointed out; looking at his companions trim, beautiful legs rather than straight in the eyes as he spoke. “But nothing bad *will* happen to me, so don’t worry.”

“Well, if you’re really sure that’s what you want,” replied James as he stood up, suddenly feeling a hard-on with the realization that he was really going to leave someone tied up and helpless out here where no one else could hear him or see him. He was tempted to stay and play more torture games with his new friend for a while longer, but it was getting dark, and he wanted to leave the woods and get back to a lighted street while there was still enough light to see by. “Good night, David.” He said to his new friend with great reluctance; determined to return to check on him as soon as he possibly could.

“See you in the morning, James,” David replied as the blond boy slowly walked away.

David felt a thrill as he watched James walk away and out of sight. He knew it was probably a stupid thing to do; having James simply leave him tied up there all alone in the middle of the woods all night like that. But he couldn’t help himself. His first TUG experience had been a real epiphany for him, and wanted to experience it again as soon as possible. He wanted to have James come back and torment him again, and the only way he could think of to guarantee that James would do so was to have himself left in a fix like that! David was certain that someone like James would never willingly abandon him there for long.

And besides, David realized, he *wanted* to remain tied up and helpless out there all night; waiting for James to come back and rescue him – after James tormented David some more first, of course!

It grew dark and silent where David remained helplessly tied. Although David had never considered even being tied up before – let alone left that way by himself for any length of time – he found being tied up and alone to be quite restful. The night was growing slightly chilly for someone who wore only a set of gym shorts and sneakers, but David was all but oblivious to any discomfort. It was so dark and quiet it was almost like being sensory-deprived, even though David was not blindfolded, gagged, not had his ears muffled. All the same, his isolation was now so complete that he felt he might as well have been gagged and blindfolded. He was sure that even were he to yell at the top of his lungs until he got too tired to make a sound, no one would hear him. The street in front of the school was nearly a half mile away, and would be practically deserted by this time.

David casually tested his bonds, and then made his best effort to free himself. But, as he had been sure from the start would be the case, James and the other boys had tied him too well; he couldn’t loosen a single knot. If anything, his feeble efforts were only steadily tightening the ropes tied around him. He soon decided to desist before the ropes got so tight as to begin cutting off his circulation rather than merely hold him securely.

With a sigh of contentment such as he had never experienced before, David relaxed in his bonds and thought happy thoughts about James and the other boys. He’d never felt such happiness with anyone in his life as he had today with these four boys – and especially with James. Over and over again David relived in his mind the sensations of James tying his hands behind this back… the gentle touch of his fingers and hands against his own as the bonds grew tighter and more secure. He relished the sight and feel of James sitting down on his chest… how comfortable the weight and warmth of that lithe body had felt against David’s own bare skin. David relished the memory of James removing his shirt to reveal that fit physique underneath. The smell and warmth of his body as he sat on David’s face. The wondrous extra effort it took to breathe through his nose while those glorious cheeks pressed against his face. The surge of energy he felt – almost like an electric shock – as James massaged him into sheer arousal; the first time he had ever been aroused that hand at another person’s hands. The taste of his warm flesh as he let David suck him off, and of the creamy aftermath.

David sighed again in pure bliss as he re-lived these experiences a dozen times over. This must have been just about the best day of his life!!! And with any luck, tomorrow would be even better!

James was still in his thoughts when David fell asleep – and the image of that beautiful blond boy remained to revel in David’s dreams as well afterwards.

TBC
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby want2btied » Thu Dec 30, 2010 1:39 pm

Jason - I am around..just like a ninja..stay in the shadows..dont post much haha :P

Now to read chapter 5 yay :D
I love bondage so much. I am 18 years old and I live in England, Lancashire. Anyone interested in meeting for some TUG's let me know ;)

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby want2btied » Thu Dec 30, 2010 1:48 pm

Once again...GREAT instalment!! keep it up ;)
I love bondage so much. I am 18 years old and I live in England, Lancashire. Anyone interested in meeting for some TUG's let me know ;)

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Jan 01, 2011 11:56 am

want2btied wrote:Once again...GREAT instalment!! keep it up ;)

No worries; I intend to. :D


Chapter 6 – TUGs in the Moonlight

David had expected to spend the entire night alone. So he was quite surprised when he woke up suddenly – about midnight, judging from the position of the moon – and heard a distant rustling sound. David was immediately awake and looked nervously in the direction the sound came from. Even from his low vantage point lying on the grass, he could see the beam of a flashlight shining somewhere out in the woods. It was already not too far away, and whoever it was holding the flashlight was coming straight toward him!

Recalling what James had said before about strangers finding him out here, David was starting to get scared as he wondered who it could be. Whoever it was came steadily closer, until David could dimly make out the silhouette of the person behind the glare of the flashlight. The beam shone right upon David, so whoever it was obviously knew he was there. So he tentatively called out, “Who – who’s there?”

“Who do you *think* it is, you retard?” replied a familiar voice with dry amusement as the flashlight came to within a few feet of David’s prone body and stopped.

“James? Is that you?” David asked inanely; knowing full well that it *was* James.

“Of course it’s me!” replied James as he hunkered down beside David and gave him a gentle pat on the head. “Who else would come way the hell out here in the middle of the night? I got concerned about you being tied up and alone out here all night, so I decided to check up on you…. Just in case you decided that being left tied up out here all night was a bad idea after all!”

“No, I still want to be kept tied up until the morning,” David replied, though the relief in his voice was obvious. “Of course, I’d like it if you’d stay with me for a while before you go. And since you’re out here anyway… could you… ummm… sit on me again?”

James obligingly sat down sideways on David’s belly. He was wearing a long-sleeved, buttoned shirt instead of a tank-top, and wore full-length slacks rather than the gym shorts he’d worn before. This made sense, as it was quite a bit cooler outside than it had been – though not too cool for David’s comfort despite his wearing only shorts. Al the same, the warmth of the other boy’s body atop his definitely made David feel better.

“Don’t you need to take a leak or anything?” James asked him

“Well, yes…” David replied hesitantly. “My bladder *is* getting kind of full – and being sat on only makes it worse. But I still don’t want you to untie me just so I can take a lousy piss!”

James assumed a fist-against-the-cheek pose much like the famous statue The Thinker as he looked down at David contemplatively and sighed. “You’re a *weird* one, you know that David?” he asked with gentle sarcasm. “Well, I guess there’s only one solution to your problem, then.”

James stood up, stepped over to David’s bound legs, and knelt down to straddle David’s shins. Then he reached out, grabbed David’s shorts, and tugged them down to his knees.
“Turn to your size as much as you can,” he told David as he gently grasped the other’s boy’s flaccid penis and stroked it to life with one hand and held the flashlight in the other. “No, turn to your right; it’s downslope that way; you want your piss to flow *away* from you, don’t you?”

David admitted the wisdom of this and turned as far as could to his right while he was bound between the two trees. Once he’d done so, James held his stiffened rod and aimed it outward and upward. David released a stream that arched up and outward to spray he grass several feet away from him. James held his organic squirt gun steady so that David got none of the warm liquid upon himself; even giving it a couple of gentle shakes to fling the last few drops well away from the two of them as well. Once David indicated he was done, James pulled the other boy’s short back up and scrabbled forward to sit squarely upon David’s bare chest.

“That feels much better, thanks!” David said gratefully.

“Good, but if you need to do number two you’re out of luck!” James commented as he casually shut off his flashlight. “I didn’t bring a bedpan with me and I sure as Hell ain’t wiping you!”

“No worries! I ate light! I’m all set!” David replied with a smile.

James gave him an answering smile as he patted David on the cheek. “Well, since you seem to be all right and don’t want me to untie you, I guess I may as well go back home!”

“Aww, couldn’t you stay out here with me a little longer?” pleaded David. “It’s kind of lonely out here!”

“Hey, it wasn’t *my* idea to leave you tied up out here!” James protested with a laugh. “Why don’t you let me untie you so you can go home? I promise I’ll meet you out here in the morning anyway…”

“Thanks for the offer, but really want to stay out here and wait for you!” replied David.

“What in Hell for?” asked James seriously.

“I don’t know,” replied David quietly. “I can’t explain it. I just do.”

James sighed; halfway understanding but unsure if he wanted to admit it just yet. “Okay, if that’s what you want. I’ll stay with you another half hour, but no more! I need to get some sleep if I’m to wake up early enough to get back here in the morning to untie you!”

Thanks, James! You’re a real pal!” replied a grateful David. Then, scarcely missing a beat, he continued, “Could you take all your clothes off again too while you’re here?”

“No way, David!” denied James vehemently, though he was amused by the request. “It’s too chilly out here for that now!”

“Aww, please?!” David pressed him. “You have such a *nice* looking body, and I want to see more of it!”

James was flustered but pleased; he’d been openly admired by a couple of girls but had never been told this by another boy before. “What would be the point? The moon’s going behind those clouds in another moment, and then it’ll be so dark you won’t even be able to see me!” This proved to be true, for the moment James finished speaking the moon was obscured by a large, thick cloud and most of the scant illumination in the area went with it. Judging by the size of the cloud outlined by the moonlight it was blocking, it would stay behind the clouds for quite some time.

“I can see you well enough if you turn your flashlight back on,” David said quickly. “Please, James! You have one of the most beautiful bodies I’ve ever seen!”

James sighed with sardonic amusement; David was the one who was all tied up, yet he almost seemed to be in total control of the situation! James was actually quite flattered that David liked his body so much that he wanted to see it again *this* badly, and so didn’t quite have the heart to deny him outright. “All right, you’ve convinced me,” he told David as he turned on the flashlight, laid it on the ground pointed straight at him, and then began to unbutton his shirt. “I’ll remove *some* clothes. But I’m not stripping all the way. Maybe in the morning, when it’s warmer… okay?”

“Okay, James… thanks again.” Replied David with a happy grin.

“Nothing’s too good for *my* friends,” James replied with a chuckle as he unbuttoned his short but did not remove it, kicked off his sneakers, and then unfastened his pants and pulled them down his legs. “There! Are you happy now?”

“Well, I…” David began with what was obviously moderate disappointment in his voice.

“Because if you’re *not* happy, I’ll just put my clothes back on, walk home now, and take my sweet time coming back to untie you tomorrow!” James continued relentlessly; determined to regain his control over the situation. He was the one who tied this kid up, darn it! And he was going to show David who was the master around here!

“WAIT! I’m happy! I’m happy!” David hastened to assure him. “Just don’t go away!”

Satisfied, James gave David a thrill by taking his pants off the rest of the way, leaving him clad only in white socks, white cotton brief, and his unbuttoned shirt as he settled himself more comfortable on the bound boy’s chest. David simply lay there quietly for a while; silently devouring the sight of his companion’s body with his eyes. Then, when he figured his thirty-minute grace period was nearly up, he decided speak again.

“Could you do me one more favor?” David asked hesitantly.

“I’m almost scared to ask,” James sighed patiently, but he was still smiling. “What is it?”

“Do something mean to me!” David asked him.

James stared at him; this was a pretty unusual request – as well as a pretty vague one. “Do you have anything particular in mind?” he asked mildly.

“It’ll be more fun for me if it’s something you think of on your own!” David replied. “Just make it as cruel and as degrading as you dare! The nastier, the better! Really!”

“You should have been asking Tony this,” James told him with a laugh. “He *loves* torturing people!”

“Really? Wish I’d known. Maybe if I see him again later, I’ll ask him too,” David told him. “But for now, would *you* do something to me?”

“Would saying ‘no’ be mean enough for you?” James asked; certain it would not be.

“Just pretend I’m someone you really dislike,” David urged him. “Pretend I’m someone who did really mean things to you. What would you most like to do to that other guy?”

James was intrigued by this; he’d never met a boy who was anywhere near this excited about being tormented before. This could really be fun, but did he really dare do what he was thinking of doing? “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked; sounding more reluctant than he felt. “I wouldn’t want to upset you if you don’t like what I do to you!”

“I won’t get upset! I promise!” David replied as eagerly as a small child being offered free candy by his favorite aunt.

“Okay… just remember that you asked for it!” James replied mildly. Then he casually reached into his undershorts, pulled out his tool, aimed at David’s astonished face, and fired! The spray lasted for nearly a minute before he was finally finished.

“I can’t believe that you did that!” David exclaimed with a splutter as James tucked his dick back inside his undershorts. He seemed cheerful rather than upset however.

“You aren’t complaining, are you?” James asked mildly.

“Hell, no! I liked it!” David assured him. “I just can’t believe that I liked it – or that you actually had the nerve to do it! I – HEY! STOP! What are you doing *now*?”

“What does it look like?” replied James, who was untying David’s wrists.

“NO!” David shrieked; sounding as upset as another boy might be at being tied up rather than released. “I don’t *want* to be untied just yet!”

“Tough!” replied James as he finished untying David’s hands and proceed to untie his feet. “You stink of piss now! If you want me tom sit on you anymore, you’re going to wash up in the pond over there right now! Once you’re cleaned up, I’ll tie you back up again if you still want me to! Okay?”

This sounded much more agreeable to David, and he accepted. Even sweeter, James stripped off all his clothes afterward; and the two of them walked the hundred feet or so to the shore of the nearby pond hand in hand; guided by the beam of James’ flashlight. James laid the still lit flashlight on the grassy shore, and the two naked boys waded out into the still-warm waters of the pond.

“Say, this *is* pretty refreshing,” David exclaimed as they waded deeper into the pond. “I never thought to go swimming at night before! Thought it’d be too chilly.”

“This pond’s fed by hot springs,” James told him. “Stays warm all night; at least, at this time of year. I’ve gone skinny sipping out here at night lots of times. Lots more privacy that way.”

The two boys washed themselves clean, waded ashore and then returned to the same two trees as before. David fetched his own short-sleeved shirt from where he’d casually tossed it many hours earlier and put it on as James dressed himself. James then tied him up the same way he’d been tied before. Then, as an added touch, he took the towel he’d used to clean up after their oral encounter of the evening and used it to gag David.

“It’s unlikely, but now if anyone finds you before I come back, you’ll have the perfect excuse for not having attracted attention by calling for help,” James told him as he tightened the gag as securely as he could. “Besides, it’ll make you feel even more helpless than you did already. I figured you might like that little added touch.”

David nodded in apparent agreement.

“Good night and sweet dreams!” James said to David jauntily as he walked off.

David made a barely audible, muffled noise. It sounded vaguely like, “You, too.”

Within moments, David was left entirely to himself again; tied as securely as before and even happier than ever.

TBC
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby snobound » Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:54 pm

Nice one, Jason! I just got caught up. I love your outdoor sessions... very hot, as is David's enthusiasm!
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:11 am

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

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:26 am

snobound wrote:Nice one, Jason! I just got caught up. I love your outdoor sessions... very hot, as is David's enthusiasm!


You can bet I experienced that same kind of enthusiasm myself once upon a time! :D


Chapter 7 – The Next Morning

David suddenly woke up to the sound of astonished voices all around him. He opened his eyes to discover that it was morning, the sun was at least an hour high in the school, and there were three boys standing around him. None of them was James. However, he *did recognize one of them; it was Tony, accompanied by two other boys his own age.

“Oh, man… I can’t believe this!” Tony was saying as he looked down at David with a mild sneer on his face. He wore a sleeveless shirt similar to the one James wore the day before and full-length slacks. His arms were folded across his chest and he was gently nudging David in the waist with his foot.

“Gee, Tony,” exclaimed the boy on his left; a black boy wearing cargo shorts, sneakers, and nothing else. “When you told us you’d tied someone up out here yesterday, you didn’t say that he was *still* out here!”

“I didn’t know that he *was*, Mark” Tony told the boy who’d spoken. “James said he was gonna untie him when we left.”

“I guess James must’ve changed his mind,” replied the third boy, who was also shirtless and wore blue jeans. “Bet he took this chump’s stuff – including his wallet.”

“Naw, his backpack’s still here, Billy” replied Tony. “Besides, James isn’t a thief. He probably just decided to keep this kid around a bit longer than we’d originally planned.”

“So do we untie him now or what?” Mark asked.

David mumphed into his gag, trying to ask them not to do that, but the other three boys thought he was trying to beg for mercy instead. Tony looked down at him and grinned wickedly. “Nah, let’s have some fun with him first,” he told the others, and without pause he stepped over David’s body and knelt down right on his chest – moving his lithe body forward until the front of his pants was rubbing David’s throat! He then removed his shirt and flung it casually aside.

David simply stared up at Tony wide-eyed; maybe having these three boys find him b before James had returned would not be so bad after all!

“Why are you sitting on him, Tony?” Mark asked casually as he got down on one knee besides the boy and looked down at David’s face to see his reaction more closely.

“I think he likes it,” Tony replied mildly. “I think he’s queer or something.”

David made a puzzled noise through his gag. Did Tony really not have any idea of what James had done with him last night, or was this just a pose of some kind because these other two boys weren’t aware of it? From what James had told him, Tony was just as interested in such intimacy games as he and James had been!

“Say, sitting on him *does* look like it’d be kind of fun,” Billy said, as he stood on David’s other side and bent forward hands on knees to look down at the two of them.

“Then go ahead and climb aboard,” Tony told him as he pushed himself backward atop David’s belly and patted the boy’s vacated chest invitingly. “I’m sure *he* won’t mind… yet! There’s plenty of room for all three of us on top of him.”

“Well, okay… as long as we don’t hurt him,” replied Billy as he stepped over David’s prone form and sat on his chest knees up.

“Nah… hurting him comes a little later,” Tony replied quietly with a smirk on his face. Billy said nothing in refutation of this, however. He simply made himself comfortable while Mark stayed where he was to watch the two of them.

“You know, there *is* something kind of cool about sitting on someone who’s all tied up and helpless,” Billy told Tony after a minute or so had passed quietly.

“Yeah, I feel it too,” Tony agreed. “And I think *he* gets a thrill out of *being* tied up and helpless while we sit on him, too.”

“That *is* pretty weird,” Billy replied with a laugh.

Tony looked over to Mark, who’d made no move to sit on David as well but still remained on one knee to David’s left. “Come on, Mark… join us” Tony urged him.

“Yeah… sitting on this kid’s a real blast!” Billy added enthusiastically.

“I don’t know, guys,” Mark said doubtfully. “This seems kind of cruel to me… sitting on a kid who’s apparently been tied up all night without even asking him if he’s okay or…”

“But I tell you he *likes* it!” Tony told him confidently. “Look, I’ll prove it to you. Billy, remove his gag, would you?”

Billy spread his legs wide apart and reached down between them to the back of David’s head, found the knot that kept the gag in place, and untied the knot purely from feel. It only took him a minute or so before he was yanking the gag away. David worked his jaw muscles to ease the soreness out of them. “Do any of you guys have a drink of water, please?” he asked with a slight rasp to his voice. “My mouth’s kind of dry.”

All three boys had brought bottle of cold water. Mark had brought two, and offered the spare bottle (sticking a straw into it) to David – holding it with the straw to his mouth so he could drink without splashing him. Even Tony had no objection to this; although he was willing to have some fun at David’s expense, even he intended to be only so cruel; and keeping a prisoner suffering from thirst just wasn’t cool. David took several sips of the cold spring water, and then thanked them.

“Okay kid, the choice is yours,” Tony told David. “Do you want us to untie you right now, or do you want us to keep you tied up and keep on sitting on you?”

David sensed that Tony wasn’t making a false offer; if David asked to be untied, he would be untied. He sensed that the presence of the other two made no actual difference.
On the other hand, if he agreed to remain tied up, they’d be free to torment him any way that they wanted to for as long as they wished. The choice was obvious.

“Keep sitting on me!” he told them gleefully.

“See, Mark? I told you,” Tony told his friend happily.

“Okay, you talked me into it,” replied Mark as he got up and seated himself on David’s chest, while the other two boys already on top of David moved further back to make room for him.

All three boys watched David’s reaction as they all sat on him knees up; putting as much of the weight of their bodies on top of him as they could. David’s face had a blissful smile on it, and he could actually be heard to sigh with contentment.

“So, do you two agree that this kid is queer?” Tony asked Billy and Mark.

“Yep! He’s as queer as a three dollar bill,” replied Billy.

“He’s definitely the queerest kid I’ve met today,” added Mark.

“So are we also agreed that it’s okay to torture him all we want?” asked Tony.

“Sure!” replied Billy without hesitation.

“It’s fine by me, Tony,” Mark agreed with a mischievous grin.

Tony stood up and immediately licked off his sneakers. Then, somewhat to everyone else’s surprised, he pulled his pants off and kicked them off too – standing there in a set of swim trunks he’d been wearing underneath. Then he took the gag Bully had removed, knelt down beside David’s head, and tied the gag back on him.

“Why are you gagging him again, Tony?” Mark asked.

“So it’ll be harder for him to breath when I do *this*,” replied Tony, who turned around to face the same way as his companions and gently seated himself on David’s face.

David made a protest that was muffled by the gag. This only encouraged Tony to do what he’d intended… which was exactly what *David* intended! He couldn’t have been happier at that moment if he’d won a fortune in a lottery.

“Wow, Tony – I never knew you could be *that* mean!” Billy told him with a note of unmistakable admiration in his voice.

“Me neither!” Mark added with a loud, eager voice. “Man, that’s cool!”

“Thanks, guys… but I’m just getting started,” Tony replied with a smirk as he tucked up his legs and rested his arms on his knees. “You ain’t seen nothing yet!”

“I can feel him quivering with fear underneath me right now!” Mark told the others with a chuckle.

Actually, David was quivering with excitement as he made a show of struggling within his bonds and writhing underneath the bodies of the other three boys atop him. He’d never imagined experiencing such things as this before this weekend, and was thoroughly enjoying each new sensation he was experiencing. He began to hope James didn’t return too soon and try to rescue him!

Unknown to David, James had returned long since, and was watching them all from the leafy concealment of a large tree nearby. He’d called Tony last evening on his way home and told him what was going on, and had arranged for Tony to give David a little surprise in the morning. Mark and Billy were in on the joke as well, as they were also part of their private TUGs club. Together they were giving David quite an initiation – one he was apparently passing with flying colors.

David would definitely be a welcome asset to the TUGs club!

James considered joining the others, but decided it was too much fun to just keep watching Tony and the others play with David for a while longer…

TBC
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby snobound » Mon Jan 03, 2011 6:44 pm

Oh Jason.... I knew you'd get there eventually! :lol:
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Jan 04, 2011 7:31 am

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

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:20 am

snobound wrote:Oh Jason.... I knew you'd get there eventually! :lol:


Uhhh... sorry if I sound like a dope, but... there where? :oops:


Chapter 8 – Boys Love Torture

Tony continued to sit as casually as if he were seated on a mere rock as David’s breathing steadily became louder and obviously more belabored. Even through his boxer shorts, the feel of David’s breathing was enough to make him feel quite excited. The other two boys were simply laughing at the stentorian sounds David was making.

“Hey! Tony! How about letting me have a turn sitting on his face now?” Billy asked eagerly after a few minutes.

“I want a turn too,” Mark added.

“Why not? We’ve got all day! Right, kid?” Tony asked their prisoner; remaining seated for the moment while David assayed to make an answer that proved too muffled for any of them to comprehend.

Tony finally (if leisurely) got up off David’s face to let Billy have his turn. Billy got up to take Tony’s place, looked down at David’s face, and suddenly laughed. “Look, guys! His face is as red as a beet from Tony’s sitting on it for so long!” he pointed out to the others. And breathing through that gag, he sounds just like Darth Vader – only nowhere near as scary!” The boys laughed at David’s apparent discomfort for a few moments; time David put to good use by sucking in all the oxygen he could while the opportunity lasted.

Not being *too* cruel, Billy waited until David’s breathing was reasonably even and slow before he took his seat. “Take a good deep breath kid,” he finally warned David as he got into position; “because now *I’m* coming in for a landing.” Billy settled himself slowly down until he was straddling David’s face knees down.

“Wow! He sure squirms a lot!” Billy pointed out cheerfully after a moment. “It feels kind of nice, though!”

David’s breathing became loud and shallow again. “What’s the matter, kid? Having trouble breathing down there?” Tony asked loudly and teasingly as he knelt sat on David’s belly.

“I’ll bet he’s not having as much trouble as he’ll have when *I* sit on his face,” bragged Mark, who was kneeling on David’s thighs. “I’ve got a big juicy fart all ready for him!”

“Oh wow! He’s *really* squirming now, guys!” Tony laughed as David writhed and thrashed underneath him.

David was actually having the time of his life. James had been a lot of fun, but David knew that the blond boy would have stopped playing with him and untied him if David had asked him to. But now, having given these three boys tacit permission to torment him indefinitely, Tony and the others would *not* let David go now even if he asked – and that made being kept prisoner even more fun than it had been the previous night! He was shaking more from excitement and anticipation than from anything remotely akin to fear.

David continued to writhe and thrash beneath the three boys, who simply rode him and laughed at his feeble (and insincere) attempts to buck their bodies off of his. Granted, the unyielding seat of Billy’s blue jeans squished his nose and hurt more than the yielding fabric of Tony’s boxer shorts, but they also prevented Billy from cutting off his air quite as effectively. The result was that David could breathe more freely; but also more noisily.

“Hey, Billy… can you let me have my turn now?” Mark asked him. “I don’t think I can hold my farts in much longer.”

“You mean you were serious about that?” Billy asked him as he stood up to give David another breather. “You’re really gonna fart in his face? Cool! Go ahead and do it, then!”

Mark promptly pulled off his shorts and casually stepped out of them; to everyone else’s surprise, he wore nothing underneath.

“Holy shit! You’re gonna do it *naked*?!” Billy asked in astonishment.

“What better way to deliver a fart full strength?” Mark asked back as he hunkered down over David’s upturned face and seated himself on it. “Better brace yourself kid; because here it comes! I had baked beans for breakfast, so it’s gonna be pretty stinky!”

It most certainly was stinky… and noisy too. For the next few moments, it sounded like Mark was bouncing on a whoopee cushion. The smells were utterly indescribable. The sounds of disgust elicited from David were loud (if muffled) and sincere. “Arrggh! Phew! OH MY GAWD!” could just be barely made out as he was subjected to the noxious gas barrage coming out of Mark’s posterior. David exaggerated his disgust perhaps a little – feeling that a show of protest would be appreciated by his tormentors – but for the most part it was quite genuine.

That didn’t mean he *hated* what he was enduring however!

But Mark had not been exaggerating one whit; those farts were about the raunchiest odors David had smelled in his entire life! And it didn’t seem like he’d *ever* run out of gas! Mark simply kept sitting bare-assed on David’s face and kept on farting! Tony and Billy looked on as Mark continued his odorous assault and they laughed… upwind and at a safe distance, of course.

Finally Billy ran out of gas and, taking some mercy on his victim, removed his now nasty gag, washed his face off with a wet towel, and gave him a drink of water. When he made to reapply the gag however, David began to beg for mercy. “*Gasp!* Enough! Please! No more! I – I can’t take it anymore!”

“But we’re just getting started!” Billy replied with a smirk as he sat, still completely naked, on David’s chest.

“No! I’ve had enough!” David insisted. “Get off me and untie me! Have mercy! Please!”

“Awww, is baby gonna cry?” Tony asked sardonically.

“Please! I want you to stop tormenting me and let me go! NOW!” David pleaded.

Begging the three other boys for mercy had the exact effect that David had *hoped* it would have… it encouraged them to torment him all the harder!

Tony pulled down his own undershorts and gave farting in David’s face a try, but his efforts weren’t anywhere near as stinky as Mark’s had been. Billy stripped down to his own cotton briefs and began to bounce hard and fast on David’s belly; eventually making David glad that he hadn’t eaten anything recently. Mark found some of David’s most tickling spots and tickled David until he was all but choking with laughter. All in all, it was difficult to say which of the four boys was having the most fun!

It was getting to be a pretty hot day, and the boys felt even warmer for reasons other than the bright sunshine. Before long, all three boys atop David were completely naked, and Tony had pulled down David’s shorts as well. “Time to play Flick Ball!” he announced.

“What’s that?” asked Mark; more for the benefit of an unsuspecting David then because he didn’t know what it was himself. He knew perfectly well what Tony meant to do.

“Simple!” Tony replied loudly enough to be sure David could hear even though Billy was sitting on David’s face at the time. “We ach take turns flicking David’s balls a dozen times. The one who makes him yell loudest and most often wins the right to begin a new torture of his choice on him!”

Tony straddled David’s thighs facing forward, got into position, and flicked David’s balls hard and fast a dozen times in succession. David’s reaction was satisfactorily loud and anguished. Mark and Billy obviously thought this was a fun game and took their own turns with enthusiasm.

Billy won the first match. David swore afterward that Bully must have had iron fingernails. Billy certainly seemed to know how to apply his fingernails for maximum impact against a defenseless set of balls in any case.

Billy came up with a new game, which he called “Who slapped you?” David was blindfolded with Tony’s boxer shorts so that he couldn’t see a thing, and then one of the boys would straddle his chest and slap him hard in the face. Then David had to pick which of the three had done it Id he guessed wrong, the same by got to slap him ten more times. Then the game would start over again until David could guess correctly who slapped him.

Oddly enough, David *never*seemed to be able to correctly guess who slapped him, so the game went on for quite a long while. He was certain that he *was* guessing correctly at least one time out of every three, but that his tormentors lied simply as an excuse to keep on slapping him! As he was totally at their mercy anyway and they could slap him with impunity, David was unsure why they’d bother to lie to him like that… unless they figured that frustration was a valid torture tool as well. In any case, the game didn’t end until the boys decided they were getting too hot and weary in the arms to continue it.

“Boy, tormenting him is sure hot work, isn’t it?” Mark asked at around noon while he sat sideways on David’s thighs.

“It sure is” agreed Billy, sitting on David’s belly and facing the same direction. “I think I’ll take a quick dip in the pond to cool off!”

“Sounds good to me! I’ll go with you!” Mark said, standing up at the same time Billy did.

“Do you want to go swimming too, Tony?” Billy asked.

“No, I’ll take a turn when you two come back,” replied Tony as he languidly sat on David’s chest; his legs sprawled out in front of him. “I want to keep the queer kid company… and keep him miserable too!”

Billy nodded in quiet agreement as Mark slowly walked on ahead. “Race you to the pond, Billy,” Mark suddenly called out when he was a good twenty ahead of the other boy. “Last one there has to let the other tie him up and sit on him!” And then he was running toward the pond as fast as he could go.

“Hey! No fair!” Billy called out; cheerfully rather than upset. “You have a head start.

Tony waited until both of the other boys were out of earshot before he looked down at his bound companion and spoke. “So, while they’re both away and can’t see us, do you want to suck my cock?” Tony asked bluntly but mildly.

“What? Are you serious?” David asked; uncertain if this was a genuine offer or a trap.

“Sure!” Tony replied with apparent sincerity. “You can suck me off while I sit on your chest.” He even moved forward so that his dick was hovering mere inches away from David’s upturned face.

Still uncertain, David was hesitant and decided to be coy. “Uhhh… maybe it’s time that you untied me and let me go now,” he replied nervously. Nervous not because he was afraid of a trick but because he was afraid Tony might actually let him go. It was an attempt at reverse psychology of course; trying to make Tony do the opposite of what he’d asked.

“Nope!” Tony replied blandly. “You’re gonna stay tied up here until *I* say otherwise!” He sounded like he meant it too. “Suck my cock, and *maybe*I’ll untie you today. Otherwise, I’ll leave you tied up here for another night; just like James did!”

David had been hoping that Tony would say that! Pretending some reluctance just for show, he didn’t hesitate too long (the other two might return at any moment) but was doing exactly as he’d been told within another minute or so. And again, it was hard to say which boy was enjoying the experience more.

David had his eyes closed and had his total attention upon sucking what was in his mouth when a somewhat familiar boy’s voice suddenly called out from only a few feet away; “Having fun, Tony?”

David’s eyes flew open. Standing nearby were Luke and Danny, the other two boys he’d met the afternoon before; watching Tony and David with considerable amusement.

TBC
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Jan 04, 2011 12:09 pm

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

Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby snobound » Tue Jan 04, 2011 1:26 pm

snobound wrote:Oh Jason.... I knew you'd get there eventually! :lol:



The practice of using a captive's face as a comfortable seat! :lol: Wait for it... wait for it... wait for it... BAM!

Not complaining, BTW!
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jan 04, 2011 1:30 pm

Oh! Well, I'm glad I didn't disappoint you! :D
I think... :oops: :lol:
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Re: David's First TUG (MMMM/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Jan 05, 2011 3:20 pm

Chapter 9 – Six To One

“Luke! Danny! What are you two doing back here?” Tony asked with embarrassment as he hastily (if reluctantly) pulled his stiffening rod out of David’s mouth, pulled his pants back on, and stood up to face his friends eye to eye.

“We were looking for James,” Luke replied. “We couldn’t find him at home, so we decided to look for him over here.”

“Why are you and this kid back here?” asked Danny. “Why’d you tied him up again?”

“I didn’t!” denied Tony truthfully. “I came back earlier and found him here lime this!”

“So you just sat on him again?” asked Danny incredulously.

“Yeah, and made him suck on your pee-pee, too,” added Luke with a snorting laugh.

“Hey, I *offered* to untie him when I found him,” Luke asserted, not quite truthfully.
But he practically begged me to sit on him! *Really* he did!”

“Sounds pretty strange to *me*, Tony!” Danny replied doubtfully.

“Well, you’ve got to admit *he’s* pretty strange too!” Tony replied self-defensively; jerking his thumb back at a still helplessly tied David.

Luke and Danny rolled their eyes at him and each boy got down on one knee on either side of David. “How about it, kid?” asked Danny. “You want us to untie you now?”

“We’ll do whatever you want us to!” Luke assured him.

“Really?” David asked cheerfully without a pause. “Would you both sit on me too?”

“We will if you really want us too,” replied Danny.

He did… so they did.

“I like you guys he likes being sat on!” Tony told the other two, feeling vindicated as he seated himself on David’s belly but also frustrated because David didn’t get to finish what he’d started. “I’ll bet James sat on him again after we left last evening and kept him tied up here to sit on him again today!”

“So where *is* he?” asked Danny as he sat on David’s chest. “It’s nearly lunchtime! He should have come back here a long time ago!”

At the same time, James decided that he’d stayed in hiding to watch the others long enough; he wanted to rejoin the others and have some fun too. So he climbed down from the tree and walked into sight of the others just as Danny had finished speaking. Tony was the first to see him and pointed him out to the others.

“Hey, Jams! Where the hell have you been?” Danny asked in greeting. “We’ve been looking for you all morning!”

“I’ve been watching you guys to see what you were doing to my prisoner,” James replied calmly as he walked up to the others, removed his shirt, and sat on David’s legs. “Though I guess he’s really *our* prisoner now! As I heard Tony tell you, David here *likes* being tormented! So let’s show what we can do when we put our minds to it!”

Tony and the others were quite agreeable to that.

Just then, Mark and Billy returned from their swim; dripping wet and clad in just their underwear. They were concerned that with six captors present there wouldn’t be enough room on David to seat them all, but Danny and Luke gave up their own spots for the time being to go swimming – the reason they’d come to this spot in the first place. Then they were concerned about sitting on David because they were still dripping wet, but David assured them that this wouldn’t bother him; in fact, it’d help to cool him off.

Billy took him up on this first, and sat down on David’s chest. “Make yourself comfortable too, Mark. It’s okay,” David cheerfully assured him. Encouraged, Mark casually sat down on David’s chest – his sodden underwear making soft squishing noises as he made his landing. At the same time, James and Tony decided to join Danny and Luke for a swim, leaving David alone with Mark and Billy for a while.

The two boys kept David entertained while they dried off by bouncing on his belly and slapping his face with almost tireless abandon. Then the other four boys returned with their bodies and shorts soaking wet from their recent swim in the cool water of the pond – and all six soaking wet boys sat on David all at once. David was soon as wet as the other six were from all the water that dripped onto him. But to David it all felt wonderful, and he wished the joy he felt at this moment could have lasted forever!

TBC
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