## Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Tue Mar 27, 2012 12:37 pm

This story is my first fictional story. It involves a crush crush of mine and a fantasy that I know will never happen, but it can't hurt to dream. Names have been changed.
Introduction: Contact
*BEEP*
The bell signaling students that period 4 was over and to head to period 5 just rang. John grabbed his backpack and left personal finance and headed for English. John was not the most athletic person in school but he played tennis on the schools junior varsity team. He was short at 5'6" and could afford to lose a little weight. His eyes were tricolored with a blue outer ring and green and brown centers. His posse of girls said that they looked like islands lost at sea. The girls also enjoyed petting his short brown buzz cut. Many girls secretly agreed that he would make a great boyfriend, but there was something that they didn't know; John was gay. He looked forward to the transition to fifth period because it was the one time that was the one time throughout the day that he saw Alex, his secret crush, in the halls.
Alex was about an inch shorter than John. His hazel eyes stood out in the sea of black eyes that the Asian majority population of their school had. He was Jewish and he looked it with a "jew-fro" and big nose. A few feint freckles flocked his cheeks but weren't to excessive. Alex did cross country and track and was therefore very skinny. John could spend hours staring at his flawless face but he didn't want to be creepy, so instead stole quick glances on the way to English.
Usually, the passage involved no contact whatsoever, but on this particular Monday, John had lost control and ended up walking right into Alex's shoulder. As they briefly brushed past each other, John noticed something about Alex's eyes, they were looking straight into his. He wasn't just looking into John's eyes, he was gazing. After a few awkward seconds the two broke away and John hurried to English with a little hop in his step. He arrived just in time before the late bell rang.
*BEEP*
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*bledurp*
John was on Facebook when the chat box popped up. It was Alex.
"Hey" it said.
John jumped to reply, "Sup?"
"is it just me or did smthng happn 2day on da way 2 fifth per.?"
"I felt it too," John responded.
"can i tell u smthng secret? nd trust u not 2 tell ne 1?"
"Of course."
"im bi. actually, i think ur kinda cute."
"Really?"
"r u ok w/ tht?"
"Yeah, actually, I'm happy you told me this because I've thought you were hot for a while now."
"rly?!"
"Yeah"
The conversation went on as the two newfound crushers explored their thoughts. John found out that Alex was in the closet like he was and he seemed to enjoy tying people up. This didn't phase John because he had heard of BDSM in school. John's parents went bowling every Friday night so the two decided to meet at his house that Friday. Just then, John's sister messages him from college.
*bledurp*
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Chapter 1: Experiments
It was a long week, but a Chem test and an English project later, Friday finally came. After tennis practice, John went home and couldn't wait for his parents to leave. The hours crept by. "Are we still on for tonight?" he texted Alex to make sure. "y" was the response("yes" for those who don't understand text speak). Finally, John watched his parents Honda accord pull out of the driveway. He texted Alex, "All clear." Within minutes, Alex arrived on his bike. He brought with him a backpack. "Supplies," he explained. John didn't know what he meant, but he just let it go. It wouldn't matter anyway because he would soon find out.
John was wearing basketball shorts and a green teeshirt while Alex wore cargo shorts and a red athletic shirt.
They went inside and John suggested that they watch a movie. They found Harry Potter was on ABC Family(American Broadcasting Channel) and got comfortable on the couch. After about fifteen minutes, Alex asked, "Have you ever been tied up?"
John wasn't sure how to respond to this and timidly answered, "no..."
"Would you like to try it? It's a lot of fun."
"Okay. Why not..."
So Alex went and got his backpack of supplies. He pulled out some rope, 2 roles of duct tape, a roll of Saran wrap and a ball gag. He decided that a ball gag was too much for John's first time. Shortly, he started to wrap his new boyfriend with Saran wrap, from toe to head.
He started at John's toes and work his way slowly up to his shoulders making sure that the plastic was tight and multiple layers thick. John felt the smooth, sticky, hot plastic stick to his sweaty skin as his partner wrapped and wrapped until the entire 200 square feet were used up. By now, John could not move a muscle. Sweat poured down his body and his face as he struggled against the many layers of plastic wrap that bound his legs to each other and his arms to his body. He kicked his legs, but to no avail. He tried to move his arms, but the Saran wrap held them tight to his body. He also began to notice something else, there was a little mound in his pants. When he noticed it, John instantly felt embarrassed, but this only made it worse. "Don't worry," Alex said, "you're not the only one." "Does it go away?" John asked with slight discomfort. "Of course," Alex laughed. To finish the deal, Alex put a few pieces of duct tape over John's mouth, preventing him from talking.
John started struggling against the plastic to see if he could get out. He squirmed all of the muscles in his body. John had no idea what was about to happen to him. All of a sudden, Alex jumped on John's body and started tickling him. John couldn't help but laugh through the tape as Alex's fingers gently drifted along the plastic separating his fingers from John's calves. John try desperately to avoid the inevitable as he flopped around trying to get away from the torturous fingers that were stealing his breath from his lungs one laugh at a time.
John let out a scream, or rather as much if a scream he could push through his gag, when Alex found his exposed soles. "Oh, you're ticklish there, aren't you," Alex discovered. He danced his fingers all over his new prisoner's calloused feet. After about five minutes, the spasms coming from John's legs had stopped so, Alex stood up, picked up John and laid him on the couch. "I bet you make a good seat," Alex pondered. So they spent the next hour watching the movie.
It was getting late and John's parents were going to come home soon so Alex cut him free and stuffed the plastic wrap in his backpack so John's parents wouldn't find it.
"That was... fun," John told his new boyfriend, "we should do that again."
"Sure!" Alex responded, "text me."
And with that Alex rode away on his bicycle.
Twenty minutes later, John's parents came home.
"Your father bowled a 240 in the fourth game!" John's mother exclaimed. After the excitement settled down, John's dad asked him, "How was your night?"
"Uneventful," John replied with a bored face.
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That was the first experience. If you want more, comment and I'll make time to write more.
Last edited by TUfriend on Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:44 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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### Re: Young Love

Post by xtc » Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:14 pm

I like the "stealing his breath . . ." expression.
When you find time, by all means write more.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: Young Love

Post by TUfriend » Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:25 pm

> xtc wrote:I like the "stealing his breath . . ." expression.
> When you find time, by all means write more.

Yeah, I find that my favorite stories on this site have a lot of description and try to include that in my own writing.
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### Re: Young Love

Post by mikeybound » Tue Mar 27, 2012 7:49 pm

Thanks for this! It's kinda sweet. Only...Jewfro? Really?

### Re: Young Love

Post by TUfriend » Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:13 pm

> mikeybound wrote:Thanks for this! It's kinda sweet. Only...Jewfro? Really?

What's wrong with that? That's what people at school call it.
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### Re: Young Love

Post by three time's a duct taping » Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:32 am

My good gracious! I'm telling you, this is a dream of mine, too... only, I'm bi and I wish the other guy was, too...
Thanks for the story!

### Re: Young Love

Post by Gagamaniac64 » Wed Mar 28, 2012 2:41 pm

Great story! I'm bi but I havent came out yet :/

### Re: Young Love

Post by TUfriend » Wed Mar 28, 2012 5:31 pm

Neither have I.
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See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
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### Re: Young Love

Post by Gagamaniac64 » Thu Mar 29, 2012 2:17 pm

Hi 5 ! Lol

### Re: Young Love

Post by TUfriend » Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:40 pm

Thanks for all of the comments. I like seeing them and it inspires me to write more. Here's another chapter.
This story is actually somewhat true excluding the fact that I actually did get locked in one of the sports lockers and the person Alex represents did take part in it(with his shirt off ). But only for like 5 minutes(although it seemed like longer)
Chapter 2: School
John stepped off the bus Monday morning, nervous that Alex might have told his friends, or worse, the school. Every time one of his friends greeted him, John jumped out of his skin. After quickly dropping off his afternoon books and picking up everything he needed for the morning, he set out to look for Alex. He checked the common places people meet in the morning at his school, the cafeteria, the auditorium, and eventually found him in the library, surrounded by many of John's friends.
He pulled him to the side, "You haven't told anyone have you?" John demanded, his heart racing.
"Of course not, why would I do that, I wouldn't want people to find out either," Alex answered, insulted.
"Sorry, it's just that this is all so new to me."
"It's okay."
*BEEP*
The first bell to begin the day rang and John headed for Algebra, his favorite subject, and Alex went to English.
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After school, John left computer science and headed off for the locker room to get ready for tennis practice. After practice, John and the rest of the team went back to the locker room to find the track team(including Alex) in the locker room too. The usual conversations and complaints about which coach was worse commenced. The lockers in the locker room have to be big enough to fit large sports bags and are also big enough to hold a medium sized person. John had just taken his shirt off when all of a sudden, he felt a hand in the center of his back give a hard push. John fell face first into the metal locker. Suddenly the locker room exploded into frenzied excitement as five sets of hands(including Alex's) grabbed at John's limbs trying to push them into the locker so they could close the door and lock him in. John felt like the last Coach purse on sale in a store full of girls. As his natural instinct told him to fight it, his conscious mind realized that he would enjoy being shoved in a locker. He let the hands holding onto his limbs take control and accepted his fate as he was lifted above the lip in the bottom of the locker and his hands were pushed to his side and the locker door was closed behind him.
John turned around to see a lock being placed on the locking mechanism meaning that he wasn't going anywhere any time soon. As this sudden realization came over the shirtless John, he began to notice his shorts begin to tent. In an attempt to hide this, he squared down a bit so his leg would hide it. John looked out at all of the boys who were grinning from ear to ear and laughing at the misfortune of their friend. He managed to catch a glimpse of Alex who had a grim smirk hinting that it was his responsibility for the incident. "Come on, let me out," John lied to his friends. "Why should we?" answer Nick, one of Johns friends on he tennis team. "Consider this revenge for that Chem test where you made us all look bad because you were the only one who got an A," remarked Caden. "Curve breaker!" shouted Nate. John just realized that the majority of the people there had his chemistry teacher and most of them were Asian. All of the Asians in John's school talk about how their parents yell at them for anything less than a perfect score so the fact that they were being beat by a white person made them all furious. John knew that he wasn't going anywhere soon, but that was okay with him. He saw Alex flash a smile as he walked out, as if to say, "Have fun." He is going to pay, John playfully thought in his mind as his secret boyfriend fled the scene.
John spent the next half hour in his metal prison, struggling from time to time, trying to hide his intense boner, trying to bargain for his release. But instead he was watched as they all changed their clothes. After a while, he started trying to feel like the cage was closing in on him. The walls of the locker pressed on his skin, his shirtless back could not seem to find respite from the cold metal. For some reason, this not only made him scared, it turned him in even more. As his friends started to leave the locker room, only a few people were left. John tried to squeeze his fingers through the holes in the locker to see if he could unlock the locker himself. Then, one of the people left in the locker room came to his aid. John told him the combo and his rescuer, a freshman named Jim, opened the door to let him out. Just then Alex came back to find his boyfriend had escaped. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed before sprinting out of the locker room. Fortunately for him, John was tired and still shirtless from being interrupted while changing so he let Alex get away.
I'll save him for another day, John thought maniacally as he got ready to leave.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
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### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Sat Mar 31, 2012 8:21 pm

Chapter 3: Duct Tape
That Friday, John's parents left to go bowling and minutes later, Alex arrived, again, with his backpack of bondage material.
John was still seeking revenge for the locker incident. "Can I try tying you up this time?" John asked, submissively. Despite the "no" John had expected, Alex said, "Sure, but if I get out, then I get to tie you up any way I want to."
So John, who had no experience in tying people up, got out some rope and tried to use some knots he learned in scouts. "Lie down," John commanded. He awkwardly pulled Alex's skinny wrists together behind his back. Then he tried to tie a square knot around his wrists. Another strand of rope was used with a few wrappings and a square knot to tie up Alex's feet before connecting his arms and his feet with one last rope.
"Okay, try and get out," John said, expecting Alex to start struggling. Instead, he slipped his hands out from the ropes and untied his feet. John was confused, he was sure his knots were tight. I guess I'm just not very good at tying people up, John though to himself.
"My turn!" Alex teased as he reached for his bondage bag.
"Close your eyes," Alex commanded before pulling out a roll of duct tape. Then he grabbed John's wrists and pulled them behind his back. He quickly started wrapping them in tape, around and around, making sure that the tale was as tight as possible. John felt the sticky tape press up against his skin as he slowly forfeited his freedom. Alex stopped and started wrapping his feet together and when he was done with that, he shoved John onto the couch, face down.
"Aaahrhmff..." John screamed as he fell, "what was that for?" "So that I can sit on you." "What!?" "You really need to shut up and enjoy the tv." So Alex pulled a medium sized ball gag from his bag. "What is that?" John mouthed off. "You'll like it," Alex said, "Open wide." "Wharmmf?!!" Alex shoved the ball gag into John's mouth and buckled it into place.
John felt the weight of Alex's body sit down on his back. Somehow, he'd gone from getting revenge to being trapped with his hands behind his back with his boyfriend sitting on top of him. He tried to bring his arms to move, but he could only flex them. Alex must have applied at least ten layers. Johns tongue was suppressed by the gag as he sank his teeth into the ball. He tried to talk but could only manage a muffled "hmmf." Alex bounced on top of him. "Shhh," he scolded. John started struggling, which only sparked more bouncing from Alex. Finally, Alex decided to take his sock off and shove his dirty track feet right in John's face, making sure that his nose was in between Alex's toes. It smelled to John like something had died right in between his toes, he could barely stand the smell. However, all of a sudden, John noticed his basketball shorts get really tight. Luckily he was face down or else Alex would torture him more.
Finally, the TV show ended and Alex cut John loose and removed the gag. John realized that he enjoyed being tied up more than he did tying other people up. At least now he and Alex were a bit closer in their secret relationship. Alex left and Johns parents came home and life went on,Ike usual for the next 6 days.
Last edited by TUfriend on Sun Apr 01, 2012 11:00 am, edited 1 time in total.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by mikeybound » Sun Apr 01, 2012 6:16 am

Aww! How about more detail? But still great!

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Sun Apr 01, 2012 10:59 am

> mikeybound wrote:Aww! How about more detail? But still great!

Yeah, I didn't really try on that one. I was just trying to move the plot along and make the characters grow a little closer.
Chapter 4: Clothes
That week, John started to notice that he was happier overall. Despite having no classes together, the forbidden lovers chatted every night on Facebook and grew closer with each conversation. Alex became a channel to relieve the stress of all of his honors classes and a partner in crime, avoiding their parental wardens who began to question their children's recent emotions.
Friday rolled around and John waited at the front door for the bouncing curls to come riding around the corner onto his street. This week, Alex brought some soft polyester rope to tie up John with.
They didn't waste any time. "Shirt off," Alex demanded from his boyfriend. "What?" a confused response squeaked out of John's throat. "You heard me. Unless you don't feel comfortable with me to do that. If it makes you feel better, I'll take my shirt off too." So John bent to peer pressure and removed his shirt. Instantly, he felt more vulnerable and self conscious as he felt the cool air brush up against his skin. It turned him on a bit to be so open. He looked over to see Alex's skinny chest just as exposed as he was. John loved to see all of that skin just open for looking. As he stole glances at his partner's stomach, Alex took out some rope and started preparing some knots. Then John felt those bony fingers close around his wrists as they shoved them through some loops in the rope. The rope slipped up his fore arms and began to tighten at his elbows. "What are you doing?" John asked nervously as his elbows were forced together and his shoulders were drawn back. "Just trust me." . "You need to learn to shut your mouth." So Alex took his sweaty sock that he had worn during track off of his foot. John was too busy focussing on the sexy, half naked boy in front of him than to notice the horrid scent heading straight for his mouth. "Wait, whaRMMF..." John protested before getting a mouth full of dirty sweat and a hundred percent cotton. The sock tasted salty, but like also like a sulfuric, deadly fart. While his captive tried to spit out his sock in attempt to catch respite from the horrid taste, Alex got some tape out and sealed John's lips together encasing the ruthless taste inside John's mouth forever(or as long as Alex wanted to).
"Let's continue," Alex said as he got more rope out of his backpack. He formed a rope shackle and tied it around John's wrist. Then he brought it in front of Johns waist and pulled his other arm as far forward as possible before tiring another rope shackle to it. Now John could feel his elbows held together behind his back and his wrists pulling on each other around the front of his torso. This tie was so effective that it put pressure on Johns love handles, made it impossible to move his upper body at all and was only slightly uncomfortable in the elbows.
Next Alex started working on the legs. He pushed John onto the carpet. "Mmf," John grunted. As he stared at those beautiful hazel eyes and lightly freckled cheek, he began to feel his pants slide down. "Hrrr!" "Don't worry, I'll leave you some decency and keep your underwear on." As the pants slide off, they brushed up against John's raging boner making him squeal, half delighted, half afraid. Alex remarked, "You seem to be enjoying this more than I expected." So he took his soft silky rope and started to wrap John's knees together. Then he did he same to his ankles. John felt like a worm, unable to move his arms at all and only able to squirm a little bit. "Now I'll have to make sure you have more fun." So he got down on his knees and started his attack.
"NNNNNNNRRRRRMMMMMMFFFFFF... STTTTTRRRRRPP!" John screamed at the top of his lungs but only to be held back by the soggy, sweaty mess in his mouth. Alex's fingers glided over his soles making him laugh and start to wriggle in an attempt to escape. He kept it up holding John's feet to insure that his prisoner could not escape the torment. John's calloused soles were sensitive to the touch and it didn't take mouth to spark the torturous laughter. After five minutes, Alex got an idea. John suddenly felt something warm and wet start to move all over his feet. This only caused even more laughter. The more he laughed, the less and less control John had on his body and about 10 minutes into the torture session, endorphins running through his brain, tears streaming down his face, body covered in sweat, his man parts suddenly released a sticky white fluid all over his underpants. "Look what you've done," Alex teased . He stopped his torture and decided to leave John, panting, struggling for breath, on the living room floor.
John laid there pondering his situation. He tried to move his arms to try to get out, but was held back by the ropes. He tried to stand up, but every time he moved his legs, his bottoms stroked his now sensitive boner. He accepted his fate that he wasn't going anywhere any time soon and stopped trying.
Time eased by at a much slower rate than before. John's soiled johns began to feel cold and his boner receded. John watched the ceiling, listened to the *tick*tock*tick*tock* coming from the analogue clock in the room. After what seemed like ages(but was really only thirty minutes) Alex came back, still shirtless and began to untie John. "How'd you like that?" he surveyed his boyfriend. "That felt amazing. You're so good at this. I'm so glad I met you." "Good. Want to watch some TV?" So John cleaned up the mess he made, got redressed and came back downstairs. He and Alex snuggled on the couch as they watched The Big Bang Theory together.
After a little more than 2 weeks, the two boys had started to become close and really good at hiding from their parents. It finally came time for Alex to go home, so they hugged before he parted on his bike and John's parents came back and the world was back to its plain, boring self.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by Misquamicut » Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:38 pm

This absorbing story is rendered (ahem) 'exciting' by skillful use of an impressive vocabulary in remarkably descriptive phraseology !

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by tiednw » Wed Apr 04, 2012 12:24 am

Really hot story! Please continue!

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Wed Apr 11, 2012 9:15 pm

Sorry for the delay.
Chapter 5: The Exercise Ball of Doom
The weeks went on while John learned about gas laws in chemistry and trigonometry in Algebra. Being as John enjoyed both topics Fridays seemed to arrive in no time.
One particular Friday, after weeks of uniform bondage sessions lacking variation, Alex declared, "I thought of a new position to try."
"Oh yeah? What is it?" John pondered.
"You'll see soon enough"
So John got ready for the usual, shirt off, pants off, socks gone... He looked at the pair of light hazel eyes before him as Alex told him to lie on his stomach and pulled a few short lengths of rope out of his backpack. The familiar feeling of fingers working the rope around his wrist overcame John while his partner wrapped his wrists together with enough wraps to make sure the rope wouldn't dig into John's skin. He felt a tugging on his feet as Alex tried to do the same thing to his ankles but the ends of the rope kept brushing up against John's ticklish soles making him burst into fits of laughter and struggle against his captor. Finally, Alex finished and John couldn't pull his feet or hands apart.
Then, John was shocked by a rush of cold on his back. "What is that?" John asked. "Didn't you learn your lesson last time you spoke out?" Alex then took a ball gag from his backpack. John saw the gag and instantly clenched his mouth shut. When Alex pinched his nose together, he opened his lips being sure to breath through his barred teeth. "That won't stop me," Alex laughed at the futile attempt to circumvent the gag. Suddenly, John experienced an uncontrollable fit of laughter as Alex glided his fingers along the ticklish bottoms of his feet. His laughter was interrupted by a rubber ball being thrust in between his teeth. "Hrhrhr," John was still giggling into the gag as Alex continued his work. John's arms were stretched back and the exercise ball was slid underneath. Then, his feet rose up as they were pulled up and tied to his wrists making an effective hog tie.
But Alex was not done yet. He got out a slightly longer piece of rope and tied one end in a rope shackle around John's left elbow. John's elbows were pulled away from each other as the rope was brought around the ball and completed with a symmetrical rope shackle on the other elbow. Now the ball was supported on all sides and had no way of slipping out from in between John's back and his arms.
John stared at his boyfriends wavy brown curls while Alex rummaged through his cabinet and pulled out the inflation pump. Since the ball wasn't fully inflated, he wanted to make sure his captive couldn't move. He stuck the needle in and started pumping. John's nerdy mind couldn't help but think about how as the number of air molecules in the ball increased, the pressure and the volume had to increase. This was eminent as the ball began to force his limbs to stretch out and away from each other. His spine also stretched to accommodate the new force of the ball. Now there was no chance for escape because the air in the ball pinned each of his hands out of reach of the other or his ankles. He was essentially inflated to the shape of a ball. Well, a ball with a small stick sticking out
While the latex ball pushed outward on John's back and limbs, Alex began to hatch a plan to torture his victim. John was not ready when all of a sudden, the world seemed to flip upside down. No, he was flipping upside down. The ball began to roll as Alex pushed it around he room. John could not seem to hold a steady gravity. One minute he was upside down, then he was sideways then he was on the ground, diagonal, right side up and repeat. After a while, Alex realize the pain involved in rolling over John's underpants and tried to avoid doing so. John felt like he was on an amusement park ride. He started to feel dizzy. He wanted to scream, "STOP!" but all that came out was "srrp." "What was that? Keep going?" John held on as his mind tried to hold onto reality and keep from throwing up into the ball gag.
Finally, the ride was over, but it was not time to gather his personal belongings. Alex rolled the ball so that John was upside down with the ball on his shoulders. Then he tied it off to a chair so that it wouldn't roll back. John was left to contemplate his position and think about the world.
Time eased by slowly as John waited for an eternity to be set free. It started to feel like he wouldn't any time soon. This realization sparked an adrenalin rush as well as more blood to flow to his johnson. He started to pull on his rope shackles, only to be met with even tighter restrictions to his wrists. In vain, he tried to flex his muscles to see if he could reach his ankles, but was was held back but the numerous gas molecules bouncing off the walls of the ball. He couldn't move an inch without being returned to the same position as before. From the outside, it would have looked like he was having a seizure as he tried to move every muscle in his body searching for that one relief from his sore stretched muscles.
Finally, his rescue came back from the living room and untied the ball from the chair. "Hmmf," the grunt of air was forced out of John's lungs as he rolled back and his boyfriend put his weight on the ball. "Are you ready to be released?" the rhetoric came from Alex's lips. John nodded as much as he could. "well you're lucky it's 9:00, I should leave before your parents come home." He stood up and started to walk out of the room, making like he was going to leave. A stream of panic shot through John's veins. "Wwwwwaaaaaaaayp!" he screamed through the gag. "Gotcha!" So Alex removed all of the ropes and John re-bent his spine back to normal and Alex went on his way. Joh went to playing video games And once again, the world was the clean, perfect scenario John's parents believed occurred every Friday night.
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I'm sorry it has been a while since my last post. I don't always come up with new ideas to adventures between these two. What I'll probably do is leave this story as an open daydream and add to it now and then.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by sarumansauron » Wed Apr 11, 2012 9:33 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by xtc » Thu Apr 12, 2012 1:19 am

Please return to this when you are ready. Don't force things.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by sarwrductan » Sat Apr 14, 2012 3:45 pm

I loved that one with the ball! Ha-ha ni-i-i-i-ce!
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:48 pm

So I had a new idea to put a half conclusion on this story for now, as I go back to school tomorrow and fourth marking period is about to start. That means research paper, AP testing, tennis matches instead of scrimmages, final programming project for comp sci, finals in 6 of my 8 classes, and my Eagle Scout project, all at once. I probably won't have time to write to many chapters. I'll write when I can and want to, but no promises. Without further ado...
Chapter 5: Caught
**WARNING: This chapter contains more intimate parts. Rather than just post one chapter in the intimate section, I'm posting a warning.**
It was mid March and Friday had come for the secret lovers. This particular week, Alex brought something special to the game.
"Handcuffs?" John asked, excited by seeing the real deal for the first time in front of him. But soon they would be behind him as the ratchet clicked locking the cold metal arm in place around his right wrist. John felt the bony fingers close around his left wrist and pull it behind his back, and with a similar feeling of metal and clicking, cuffed his other wrist. It suddenly dawned on John that the only way he could get out was if Alex let him out. But, this was not a problem to him because, by now, he truly trusted his boyfriend. They had been together for a few months now, since February, and it was mid-March.
Alex took his ball gag out, "If you're good today, I won't have to use my socks. There was a huge puddle on the track today that soaked my sock making it extra stinky. John opened wide and his tongue was met with the hard rubber ball and his teeth were propped up and propped open. "Pwh" John grunted as his chest hit the carpet as a result of Alex's shove to his scapula. Then, John felt the familiar feeling of soft nylon wrapping around his ankles, over and over again, then being drawn tighter as Alex ran some vertical loops in between his legs.
Alex went to his backpack to get two, yard long(a bit less than a meter for those metric folk) half inch(a bit bigger than a centimeter) thick dowels. John felt the dowels pushed into his calves and the undersides of his thighs(quads?). Alex began to wrap rope around his legs and the dowels forming two shear lashings* above and below his knees. John couldn't bend his knees at all because of the new braces that had been applied to his legs. He was now forced to lay down on his stomach with his back straight. "One more thing," Alex taunted the immobile boy lying on the ground before him with a ticklish stroke up his back. The chain holding John's hands grew heavier as a pad lock joined the handcuffs to the belt loop in the back of his pants. Now there was no way to move at all, if John tried to curl his back at all, his hands were held back by his pants. He couldn't move side to side either. The only thing he had control of was his neck, which isn't much use when your mouth is gagged.
It didn't take long for the tightness in John's jeans to come back, however, he was not in a comfortable position for this to happen. "Mmph... MMPPH," John tried to get the attention of his captive who had turned his attention to watching TV. "What's wrong?" Questioned Alex. "Oh," he laughed, noticing his prisoner trying to lift his butt off the ground, but failing making it look like he was humping the ground, "Your kickstand appears to malfunctioning." He fixed the problem by rolling John over from his stomach to his back.
"You know what? Let's have some fun." Alex lifted up his boyfriend's shirt exposing his bare, white, flabby chest. He bent forward and put his lips on his stomach. "NNNRRHHHHHRRRRRRRRPPPHHHHEEERPPHHHHH!" John screamed as his stomach flu here's back and forth due to his partner's raspberry on his stomach. Alex moved to his feet. He ripped the socks off and began his attack. John screamed, but it was barely audible because of the rubber ball blocking most of the sound vibrations from escaping. He tried desperately to avoid the fingers dancing on his callouses, but he couldn't even move his legs. The most that he could manage was to paddle his feet up and down, which did absolutely nothing. It seemed like an eternity as he bared his torture, laughing into his gag, breathing through his nose. He couldn't think about anything but the end while he endured his punishment. He couldn't even focus on the beutiful hazel eyes that looked back at him, set on torturing the tricolored eyes they looked at. The air escaped his lungs do easily, but took all his strength to bring it back.
It seemed to John like hours had past, despite it only being 5 minutes, before a short respite from the tickling allowed him to concentrate enough to see the rye colored curls bend down to his feet. The torturous phalanges were replaced by something warm, damp and just as tickling, Alex tongue. This was not the first time Alex had done this, but John thought it felt weird as hell. The amorphous tongue reached places his fingers couldn't like in between the toes and left behind a cold wet patch on his feet. Although not as torturous as flat out tickling, it was still not easy to endure long term. Luckily for John, Alex was done after about two minutes and decided to leave him be.
John watched, still with hard wood going on, as the skinny body stood up and sat down on the couch. The hormones had started to flood his brain for the last few months. He could barely stand to think about the boy without being distracted by his small abs. Those hazel eyes made it impossible to walk to English without nearly tripping over something. His long curly hair looked smoking,'especially when it was covered with sweat. John just could not believe the luck he had that first day when they collided.
About an hour later, Alex finally untied John's legs and brace, unlocked the pad lock and uncuffed his wrists. They packed everything up and went to their usual shenanigans. Although the air to both of the boys seemed more... happy and springy. Finally it came time for Alex to go home. They wen in for their usual hug, except, this time, Alex grabbed John's elbows. He leaned in close to show that he comprehended the body language. John looked into the light, chestnuts staring back at him. They tilted to one side to allow room for their noses. Both sets of lips began to pucker. All of a sudden, the simultaneously came together. Blood in John's veins was hurried through his rapidly pounding heart, that was beating so loud, he though Alex could hear it. Their arms interlocked the two bodies in a warm embrace. Tongues began to creep through the new passage the interlocked lips had just created. For a few minutes, there was true emotions flying through the room.
"I'm home for Spring BreOOOHH MY GOD!"
*this is what a shear lashing looks like.
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I'll leave you with that cliff hanger. For now, you're just going to have to wait until I have time to write again.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by mikeybound » Mon Apr 16, 2012 4:17 am

Okayyyyyyyy...flabby, boney, skinny, PUCKERING?! What's with the non-sexy?

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by sarwrductan » Mon Apr 16, 2012 1:58 pm

Seems like someone came home unexpectedly from college for spring break a a a a a a a n n n n d found the two liplocked....??????? LOL Stay tuned and we'll find out in time........
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Mon Apr 16, 2012 6:58 pm

> mikeybound wrote:Okayyyyyyyy...flabby, boney, skinny, PUCKERING?! What's with the non-sexy?

to each his own.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by sarumansauron » Tue Apr 17, 2012 9:18 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by TUfriend » Wed May 30, 2012 9:12 pm

This chapter was inspired by all of the studying I'd been doing for AP exams. Now that exams are over and finals are in three weeks, I have decided to write another chapter.
Chapter 6: Study Night
It took a lot of smooth talking, but John was finally able to convince his sister, Ally, to keep their secret. "As long as you keep your d***s out of each other's a***s I'm fine with it," she conditioned. "Never. Besides, mom and dad still don't know about the boyfriend you had sophomore year," John blackmailed. Alex had gone home to make the situation less awkward. "So... do you, like, enjoy shopping?" Ally inquired about the newfound secret. "That's racist! I hate it!" "Musicals?" "No thanks" "Lady Gaga?" "Well, that one's true."
After a while, the siblings got over the initial shock and went back to their usual lives. Any time gay right were mentioned on tv, Ally would give her brother a smirk, but otherwise things were normal again.
A few weeks later, in early June, Alex invited John to his house for a study session. Although they did not have any classes together, they did have a lot of similar classes with the same final; Algebra, Chem, English and personal finance. John showed up at 7 that Saturday night with all of his things. Their unsuspecting parents agreed to let them have a sleepover at Alex's to have more time to review. "Welcome!" Alex's mom greeted him in the foyer with hospitality as any mother would, "you can bring your stuff up to Alex's room- up the stairs, second door on your right. "Thank you for having me," John polite fully displayed his gratitude. He climbed the carpeted staircase and found Alex's room. When he opened the door, the last thing he expected was to be shot all over with silly string. "Haha! got ya... Wait, who the hell are you?" a young startled voice inquired from John's right. "My name is John, I'm Alex's friend, I'll be staying here for the weekend." "Oh, I'm sorry, the trap was intended for Alex. I'm David, his brother." Oh joy, John thought to himself, this is going to be an unproductive weekend. As a younger brother, he knew the things that David was probably planning. "Help me clean up this silly string," John instructed.
David got out a bag and picked up the rainbow mess on the ground while John pulled it off his face. "I see you've met my annoying pest," Alex interjected. "I saved your life man," John informed his boyfriend, "Mini-Bin Laden had your room booby trapped." "I apologize for anything my brother might have done to you." "A little silly string never killed anyone." "That's what you think," Alex laughed, "Shall we get you settled?" "Sure."
John got our his sleeping bag only to find that Alex had blown up an inflatable mattress and made his bed for him. "My mom is taking my brother and younger sister to Philadelphia tomorrow for some zoo program and my dad is picking up my sister from college, so we'll have the house to ourselves." John was not quite sure what he was implying but he was sure that there would be more than studying happening this weekend.
That night, they played some Assassin's Creed two, had ice cream sundaes and watched the previous week's episode of Legend of Korra on demand. "Fridays are my chill days. We've been working all week, why keep working." John agreed with this philosophy and decided to put off studying until tomorrow morning.
Saturday came and Alex's dad made pancakes for all six of them. Then, after everyone took showers and did their morning routines, the groups left leaving the house almost empty except Alex and his guest.
"Let's start by comparing notes," Alex suggested. Since they had different teachers for all of their classes except chem, comparing notes let them see if there was information that one teacher didn't cover. After an hour of deciphering John's handwriting to see if his Algebra teacher's acronym for the trig identities was more helpful to Alex than memorization, Alex spoke up. "Do you want to play a game?" he asked. "What kind of game?" "I'll ask you a question for each question you get wrong I tie you up partly. Do we have a deal?" "But what it I get an answer correct?" "Hm... I'll massage your feet for a minute for every five you get correct. Do we have a deal?" "Sure."
Alex ran to his room and grabbed some things— handcuffs, duct tape, rope and a bandana. He shoved them in his cargo shorts and ran back downstairs.
"Lets start with Algebra while you still have your hands to use your calculator." "Makes sense." "Simplify Sin(2x)/Csc(x)" John recalled the double angle identities and wrote out some scrap work. "2Sin^2(x) Cos(x)" "Correct" "Define determinant" "b^2 -4ac" "WRONG! That's the descriminant, the determinant is the downs -ups of a matrix." "Crap. I knew that!" "Let's start with your chest." John saw duct tape appear in Alex's hand. Alex stood up and walked behind the chair John was sitting in. John felt Alex's hand hold the end of the tape roll to his black tee shirt and then wrap around and around the chair, each wrap pressing tight up against John's breast. Finally, John couldn't stand up from the chair. Alex sat back down and began asking more questions. They covered matrices, quadratics, rational functions, logarithms and much more. Luckily for John(or unluckily, depending on how you look at it), algebra was his favorite subject and he rarely made mistakes. By the time they were done with algebra, he only had two answers wrong and had lost movement to his lower torso. "Time for everyone's favorite, Chemistry," Alex stated sarcastically. Their chem teacher was not well liked at school due to her high expectations of high school students. "If you increase the pressure of an ideal gas, volume will_____" "Decrease." "Correct!" they continued with their game. A few questions later, John made a miscalculation that cost him his left leg. Alex got up and moved over to John's leg. John felt the familiar feeling of duct tape being wound around and around, applying gentle pressure to his leg. Alex started at the ankle and worked all the way up to John's knee, making human leg and chair leg one. It didn't take long to lose the right one either. In the same style, John was immobilized from the waist down except for wiggling his toes. This is going to hurt when it comes off, John thought about his leg hair trapped beneath the tape.
Another chapter and several foot rubs later, Alex decided it was time for lunch. While he made grilled cheese sandwiches, John was forced to sit by and do nothing but study. He couldn't stand up, he couldn't move around, the only things he could move were his arms and his head. The tape was starting to feel hot beneath his legs and it felt like he was wearing a shell.
"Buon Apetite!"
"Woah, don't even start with foreign languages," John threatened, despite his current position. He took Italian while Alex took Spanish, so they couldn't really study that. Loro hanno mangiato i suoi panini(They ate their sandwhiches), had some soda and continued with Acids and bases and redox reactions. A successful redox reaction balance brought John another footrub, but forgetting the formula for pH(pH = -log[H+]) made Alex get out his handcuffs. "Hands behind your back," he commanded. "Wait, I thought I only lost one limb for each wrong answer!" "Oh, alright..." John felt Alex's bony fingers wrap around his left wrist and pull it and twist it behind the chair. The cold steel tightened around the end of his radius and humorous. When John pulled his hand back, he discovered that the other cuff was cuffed to the back of the chair. It was a bit uncomfortable, but he would live. "Time for English." I hate English, popped into John's mind. He had no idea how or why he took honors english since sixth grade. And he was crazy enough to do it again next year too.
"Give me a plot summary of The Crucible, for every three important facts you miss, you lose another limb." It took all of John's concentration to dig deep into September and remember the story, but he got the foot massage well earned. The Awakening by Kate Chopin, on the other hand made his right hand useless. Alex seized the last mobility John had and handcuffed it behind his back. The solid metal now kept his hands at an awkward angle with the chair on between his back and his arms. The a few more minutes, and John missed another plot point from The Scarlet Letter. "Now what?" "You'll see. Or rather, you won't anymore." John was just starting to comprehend that when the bandana was forcefully shoved over his eyes and then secured in place with duct tape. "I can't gag you, so the next step is to blindfold you." John's world was plunged into complete blackness. It was annoying to be able to hear, but not see what was causing the sound.
"Moving on..." the rest of the study game, Alex began to torture John for wrong answers. Surprise tickle attacks, sweaty socks in the nose, forcing John to lick his toes. By 3 o'Clock, they had covered all of their notes in those three subjects. It was time for a break.
Alex decide to move his captives arms so that they were in front, and to make it more even, he used duct tape to completely cover his arms turning John into the human chair. "Thanks, that feels so much better." "You need to shut up," Alex joked. He went into a drawer and pulled out a balloon. "What are you going to do with that?" "You'll see..." Alex put the balloon into John's mouth and then, put his lips to his boyfriend's like thy had weeks before, however, this time, he used his teeth to hold onto the balloon and he blew, hard, into John's mouth, inflating the ballon and limiting John's speech. Then he reached in and tied the ballon shut. "I call that the kiss gag." John was so distracted by the kiss he didn't even notice that he was now inaudible. "Now let's have some fun." John suddenly felt a shift in gravity. *Thud* the chair fell onto the carpeted floor. "Umf..." The gravity changed again as the world flipped upside down and the blood rushed to John's head. "Now with all that extra oxygen, you might learn something while I study for AP US History. (John was in regular because he was bad at remembering dates).
Alec read out loud about the war of 1812 and John just listened uncomfortably, unable to break free. Damn 3m and their indestructible tape. Finally, it was dinner time, almost time for Alex's mom, brother and sister to come back home. Alex cut John free and they cleaned up all of the tape. They just sat down to look like they were studying when his mom walked in. "So, how was your day? I can imagine pretty boring," she assumed. "You have no idea."
The finished "studying" and went back to playing video games. John's mom picked him up Sunday morning and everything was normal again
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In case you were wondering, I will be adding stories to this randomly when I have time and I feel like it. Until then, I might start a new story. I don't know.
Heil Toddman, the Wonderful Wizard of Odd
I'm a nerd with a dangerous side.
See my most recent TRUE story, "SPL Initiation", here.
Read my most recent FICTIONAL story, "The Birth of a Whovian", here

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by sarumansauron » Thu May 31, 2012 5:34 pm

Great chapter 6! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: Young Love(m/m)

Post by tman » Sun Mar 08, 2015 2:45 am

Great story, loved all of it