## Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by Allensmithy » Wed Feb 17, 2016 2:17 pm

It had been three months since Jeremy's last update on the site. Kenny was at the edge of his seat waiting. He knew he was due for an update and this fit the pattern the site owner usually did. It was finally a Friday and he just knew Jeremy's set would be in the cycle.
Kenny is 18, a rather over active 18 year old he recently moved into a small studio a few blocks from his college in New Jersey.
He had become quite addicted to the website JockNapped and one model in particular caught his eye, Jeremy. His small bio stated he was 24 and liked playing rugby and hockey. And he was a tall specimen of a man. 6'3 brown cropped spiky hair, blue eyes, abs and size 11 feet that seemed to always have the dirtiest socks in pictures. Kenny was mesmerized by this guy.
So naturally Jeremy would have an update. It was long per due. Kenny rushed to his computer and logged on as fast as he could. The few seconds it took to load the sites home page seemed like a lifetime. He clicked enter and it took him to the latest updates.... Mike, Bruno, and..... Aaron?!
"Where's Jeremy?!" He asked aloud.
Kenny was livid he'd waited so long. What gives...
A few more months had passed and consistent checking with no update in sight. Kenny had even gone so far as to write the site owner several emails asking when his next update was.
After many ignores he finally got his answer. Jeremy had retired. After only three years modeling on and off he'd just decided to move on..
Kenny was destroyed, and enraged by how blithely he disused this. The man retired without so much as a send off. Kenny needed to find a new model to obsess over.... But could he?
Christian Diamato is a male exotic dancer and a student at a community college in central Jersey. He also paid most of his tuition bills working as a model for number of gay fetish sites one of them being JockNapped.com. It had taken a few years but Christian finally had saved enough money to transfer to university. There was only one set back he needed to find somewhere cheap to stay. His parents house just wouldn't do any longer. He needed more space, more freedom.
As fate would have it he found a post on craigslist looking for another male to rent a room near his school. Christian responded with his credentials and requested a showing.
The next day came and he finished his morning class and drove over to the apartment complex the loft block was in the ground level. He was buzzed in and proceeded down the stairs and down the dark hall of the basement floor. He got to apartment 512 and knocked. The man behind the door answered and Christian was relieved to see he was probably a few years younger him.
"Hey man are you Kenny?" Christian asked.
Kenny stood there for what felt like an eternity. He couldn't believe it. It was Jeremy.... Standing at his doorway, wanting to rent his room. He was dumbstruck but forced himself to his senses.
"Ye-eah I'm Kenny are you?..." Kenny muttered trying to keep his composure.
"I'm Christian. I wanted to see the place." He asked a little excited.
He was thrilled the guy isn't an old psychopath, and the area is so close to school it'd be perfect. The guy seemed really gay, but that didn't bother him. Hell gay guys paid his bills when he was modeling.
Kenny invited him in, as he saw the man walk in and make his way around the apartment.
"I'll show you the room.." Kenny said stumbling over his words.
"This place is pretty tits man. The rent is what was stated yeah?" Christian asked.
"Sure is, we're you interested?" Kenny asked.
"Sure am bro. How soon can I move in?" Christian asked.
He was thrilled this place was nice and so close to his school.
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About two weeks had passed Kenny was really feeling he was getting to know Christian. He had not yet brought up his modeling past but tonight they had plans to have beers and play Call of Duty. He had a feeling he could prod it out of him after a few beers.
The hours were winding down and Kenny was a little buzzed but aware. Christian on the other hand was blitzed. Kenny decided now was the time to get some more details out of him.
"So Christian man what do you wanna do now?" Kenny asked.
"Bro..... Bro..... Brah..... Let's do some truth or dare." Christian suggested surprising Kenny.
"Okay, you seem a little worse for wear man it might turn into truth or truth." Kenny laughed excited over the possibilities.
"You first. Truth or dare." Christian asked much to Kenny's dismay.
"Uh, shit I dunno dare." Kenny replied trying to seem nonchalant.
"I dare you to...." Christian surveyed the room.
"Sniff my high tops." Christian blurted out.
He pointed at his shoes which looked really quite clean. No jersey boy goes out with scuffed up sneakers.
"Ugh alright." Kenny tried to sound like he dreaded this.
Christian popped off one of his shoes and handed it over to Kenny. Kenny couldn't help but catch a glimpse of that infamous dirty white American Eagle sock.
"Really get in there don't be a bitch about it bro." Christian instructed.
Kenny looked it over it didn't seem so bad but when his nose got closer. To say looks deceived him would be an understatement these shoes smelled like he wore them all hours of the day including bedtime.
"Holy shit man what's your foot powder Lawrys garlic?!" Kenny said backing his nose away from it.
"Hahhahaha! You didn't even sniff it yet. Really get in there bro! You know you love it!" Christian said in jest especially that last part.
This intrigued Kenny and he did oblige, regretting it a huge chunk. But it would be worth it, he was sure of it.
"Gah! There! My turn." Kenny spat out tossing Christian back his shoe.
"Hahaha. Ask me then." Christian prodded.
Kenny was on the spot. He wanted to dare him to escape being tied up but that would be way too obvious. He had to go about it a more subtle way.
"Truth or dare?" Kenny asked.
"Truth." Christian said knowing what a bitch move he'd made.
"Pussy." Kenny remarked.
"Whatever man I'm not taking any chances." Christian laughed.
"Okay uh..... What's the weirdest thing you've done for cash?" Not quite as subtle as Kenny hoped but he was drunk it seemed in his favor.
"Hmm well you know I dance at Olympia." Christian answered.
"That's not truth that's fact anyone with glasses and a basic knowledge in tribal tattoos knows you are a stripper. What's something nobody knows?" Kenny probed.
"Well I did model for a bunch of gay fetish sites." Christian admitted.
"What?! That's hilarious." Kenny tried to sound surprised.
"Yeah, I was on a bunch of foot sites, one that was about cops, superheroes, and a couple bondage sites." Christian added.
"A couple?" Kenny thought he was being very modest he's been on at least six.
"Did you have a porn name?" Kenny asked.
"I dunno I know I was Jeremy on one. I never acutely went on them." Christian admitted.
"Until now." Kenny said grabbing his laptop.
He used Firefox cause he knows it wouldn't already be in the browsing history. He sat down next to him.
"What's one of their names?" Kenny asked knowing any he said would be a good one.
"Um... I think one is jock-napped or jocks kidnapped I can't remember." He responded.
"Let's try it." Kenny typed it up and low and behold there it was. "Let's look in the archives."
"It's been months. We shot like five in a day." Christian said getting a bit embarrassed.
"There you are! Haha all dressed up with nowhere to go." Kenny nudged him.
Christian looked over at it and was pleased he didn't look fat in any of the pictures. One peeked his intense the one of him with a ball gag in his mouth his hands tied to a baseball bat.
"That one! That one fucking sucked to shoot!" Christian pointed it out.
"That gag is nothing but drool so you are soaking wet and this guy ties you up so tight you think your limbs will drop off."
"I didn't know you played baseball." Kenny quipped.
"Not since I was eleven. That outfit was the dudes exes'. They always smell like somebodies armpits." Christian laughed kinda warming up about it.
"How do you even get involved with that?" Kenny asked actually intrigued he was getting behind the scene info.
"Craigslist. And the owner is some troll that always recruits the dancers. It's part of the culture there. I don't regret it out me through school and paid for my car." Christian finished.
"Did you enjoy any of this stuff?" Kenny dared to ask risking exposures.
"The bondage was fun most of the time. I could always escape. A lot of the guys can't tie for shit or its all a ruse. But I'm like the friggin Houdini with abs." He flexed in jest.
"I doubt that." Kenny blurted out. He immediately regretted it it was way too obvious.
"Fuck you bro. Yes I am! If you tied me up right now I'd be out in a minute." Christian snapped back.
"Wanna bet?" Kenny asked riding this energy that was in the room.
"Hell yeah! What do I get if I win?" Christian asked liking these possibilities.
"Hmm... How bout $100 off your rent this month." Kenny proposed knowing that would be nothing for him.
"What for real?! Deal already. What do you want if Houdini doesn't escape which is highly unlikely." Christian said confidently.
"I'll tie you up when I want until you can escape." Kenny proposed.
"Do you got anything to use?" Christian asked.
"Well I have some rope left over from when I moved my furniture." Kenny lied.
He got up and went to the closet where the rope was in a box of bondage stuff he's acquired over the years. Mostly bandanas tape and various lengths of thick cotton rope.
He brought it over and set it down on the coffee table. "Sit there, and put your hands behind you." Kenny instructed.
Christian did and Kenny started to bond his hands behind him with the rope. He had been practicing for months now and his tying had become quite impressive. He tucked the knots out of reach then begun to tie up his arms.
"Oh this is gonna be easy. I was tied up this way when I was dressed like a football player." Christian said feeling nostalgic.
"Haha I took a little inspiration. How's it feeling so far? Too tight like that guys?" Kenny asked expertly securing Christian's arms to his sides.
"You are pretty good. Were you an Eagle Scout or something? Haha this feels pretty comfortable my limbs aren't turning purple bro. I'm still gonna get out." He said testing his bonds a bit.
"I was." Another lie. "But I wouldn't get too cocky just yet. This isn't a simulation, I'm tying you up for real." Kenny was feeling confident.
"Right. Beer me bro." Christian said and Kenny held his beer while he chugged more since his hands were occupied.
"Now to tie your legs and feet." Kenny said as he bent down to start.
He wrapped Christian's knees and then did a separate rope job to his ankles locking his limbs together nice and tight.
Looking at his sneakers wanting to snatch them off. But he didn't he payed it cool.
"Let's look at the reference photo." He opened the browser yet again. "Was this just tape over your mouth?" Kenny asked knowing full well the answer. He had scrolled through these pictures at great length.
"Nah man! He gagged me with one of his exes' used football socks. He balled that thick thing up and I was unlucky enough to be born with a wide enough mouth to fit the whole thing. I don't think he's ever washed it."
"A sock, what a clever idea." He said ripping off Christian's sneakers.
"Brah, come on don't do that." Christian pleased watching his socks get peeled off one by one.
"Consider it playback for having me sniff your shoes earlier." Kenny said balling the soiled fabric up.
"Man don't please don...mmmmph!" Christian's pleas were muffled by the sweat socks being buried deep in his mouth.
"Perfect, and we just seal this sucker up." He said grabbing the tape.
He kept a firm tight grip over Christian's mouth and started to wind clear packing tape all around his mouth. He could see Christian's mouth stuffed with socks, his lips pressed against the tape. It was really quite a site.
Kenny was in disbelief he really had Jermey tied up in person in his living room. It was a dream come true. Now what to do now....
TBC

### Re: Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by Sniffmyfeet » Wed Feb 17, 2016 8:52 pm

Excellent job! I enjoyed reading your story very much. This is the kind of scenario a guy like me dreams about. I love the surprise that Christian is in fact Jeremy.

> rawyinknots wrote:"Really get in there don't be a bitch about it bro." Christian instructed.
> Kenny looked it over it didn't seem so bad but when his nose got closer. To say looks deceived him would be an understatement these shoes smelled like he wore them all hours of the day including bedtime.

Just gotta love the way Christian tells Kenny to really sniff that sneaker.

> It was a dream come true. Now what to do now....

It indeed is a dream come true. To answer your question, I think Kenny should make Christian sniff his sneakers. Once Christian escapes, I hope he takes revenge.
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
‣b spec. Sadomasochism involving binding, handcuffing, etc. M20.
(SOED, 6th ed.)

### Re: Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by fratboydanny » Thu Feb 18, 2016 9:32 am

This is terrific! Thanks, rawry, for writing.

### Re: Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by Oohmynameisblue » Thu Feb 18, 2016 2:54 pm

I don't usually read stories, but it have to say this is great so far!

### Re: Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by Addicteftoropes » Sat Feb 20, 2016 8:27 am

Please, continues dude

### Re: Small World Indeed (M/M)

Post by alex967 » Sat Feb 20, 2016 8:38 am

Good story, please continue