Hi, my name's Tom, but most of my friends call me Tommy. I'm about 13 and a half, kinda short (5'6"), wavy brown hair and brown eyes. I have a good build and usually the girls are all over me at school. I'm gonna describe a story that happened to me just a few days ago.
I had been planning on watching the premiere of "Alice in Wonderland" at 12:00 midnight, but I knew my parents wouldn't ley me go. But they were going to be out of town, so I thought to myself, "Ha, no problem. I'll just sneak out of the house when it's time!"
But then my parents surprised me: they hired a babysitter. No, actually, they called him my "protective guardian during the time we're relieved of duty". I swear, they acted as if I'm a ward of the state. But anyways, the dude's name was Marcus: athletic build, 5' 11", 17 years old, and almost the same hairstyle that I had. He looked pretty chill, so I thought I may be able to get away with this after all. My parents left on Friday afternoon, so Marcus drived to my school and picked me up after class.
"Dude, you have an older brother?" most of my friends were asking.
"Nah," I said, "uhm... family friend. I'm just getting a ride from him."
"Awesome," my friend Danny said, "but don't forget about midnight, alright?"
"Yeah, don't worry," I said, "I got it all planned out."
The car horn beeped, so I ran away from my friends and into the car. "Sorry about that, buddy, but I can't stay parked in a red zone too long," Marcus said. I liked how he called me buddy; he really COULD have passed as my older brother. I looked in the back so I could throw my bag in.
"Hey, can I move this big baseball bag?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure, "Marcus answered, "it's just my clothes for the weekend".
So I moved his stuff then sat in the front with Marcus. When we got to my house, I immediately left my house key and phone on th kitchen counter and ran upstairs to take a shower, since my last classs was P.E. and I stinked every day after it. After my shower, I planned to hang around with Marcus till 10:00, when I would ask if I could go to sleep. Hopefully, he would be as sleepy as I would be. When I was done showering and formulating my plan, I got out and changed into just a light V-neck tee shirt, some baggy black athletic shorts, and a pair of white ankle socks with grey heels and toes. It was about 5:00 PM when I got back downstairs.
I still had five hours of Friday and all of Saturday to spend with Marcus. I decided to just walk to the movie theater since it wasn't so far from my house. Seeing that I lived on a first-story bedroom, I would easily be able to sneak out of the window and into the street. Me and Marcus ended up playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl for about 3 and a half hours, so it was 8:30 when we were getting bored. "Hey," Marcus said, "I got an idea: winner of the last round gets to make the other person do whatever they want for the next 2 hours".
"Anything?" I said, praising my luck.
"Yup, anything. I could have you cook me dinner, you could have us order pizza, whatever, just anything that comes to mind in one hour."
"Alright, you're on!" I said. I felt pretty confident, and if I won, I wouldn't have to be so secretive about my plan: I would just have Marcus bring me to the movies instead of walking in the cold night air. And the best part is,is that he would have to agree NOT to tell my parents!
We set up a stock match: 3 lives each. I was Ike and Marcus was Lucario. We both had one life left after five minutes, but before I could crash down on him a flurry of attacks... he busted open a smash ball and won the match. Oh well, I thought, back to my original plan.
"Aww, poor Tommy," Marcus said as he ruffled my hair a bit. "Alright, I guess I can make you do whatever I want, so stay right there for a while." He left and brought back his baseball bag. What I saw next would forever be imprinted into my mind: 3 long coils of rope, 3 rolls of duct tape, four long red baseball socks, 8 clothespins and two rubber balls.
"W-What is all this?" I said, both intrigued and frightened.
"This, is what I want you to do," Marcus said. "Now turn around." So, nervously, I did, and in no time, Marcus had my hands tied behind my back with rope in a tight x shape. He also tied my arms together and tied my arms to my chest. Once, he pulled a bit hard. "Hey, what the--phhhh!" I tried to scream, but at that instant, Marcus had used a long red baseball sock and cinched it in the back of my head, effectively gagging me. He then wrapped duct tape around my mouth several times, to add extra reinforcement. He then forced me to lie on my stomach while he tigtly tied my legs together at multiple joints. I tried struggling, but it was no use. Then, Marcus finished off by bringing my legs super close to my fingers, forming an effective hogtie. I was now tightly hogtied and gagged, and completely helpless.
"How does it feel, Tommy?" Marcus asked me.
"I looked at him with infuriated eyes. "Ooops, we'll have to fix that." And he produced another long baseball sock and tied it over my eyes. Now I was tied, gagged, and blindfolded. I even felt a new sensation in my shorts, which made me feel very weird but satisfied.
"I see you're having fun," Marcus said. I knew what he was talking about and tried to turn back onto my stomach to conceal my evident erection. "Since I won the bet, you will remain tied up for two hours in this way.. Just wait here while I order some food." And so he left me in my room, on the carpeted floor, hogtied, and completely helpless, hoping that he would release me in time for my plan to take effect. After an hour, he fed me pizza that he ordered, but as soon as he was done, he stuffed a rubber ball into my mouth and restrained it wit layers of duct tape. I was anxiously awaiting the second hour, when Marcus's footsteps could be heard. "Hey, are you ready to be let out now?" he asked.
"Mmpph!" I shook my head up and down. What he did then worried me, for he picked up my body, and placed it on my barren bed. As fast as he tied me up, he soon had me free but took each of my individual, and blood shorted arms and tied them to separate posts of my bed. He quickly took off my baggy shorts and tied my legs in the same fashion so that I was in an X position on my bed. I was now also in just my blue boxers. I tried to shake but stopped at a loud sound from my vell phone's speaker: "Hey Marcus (it was Danny... CRAP!) I was just calling to remind you to bring extra money for food. Remember, meet us at the theater at 11:30 PM sharp!"
Danny was an idiot. "Thanks for your call," Marcus said teasingly. "So... your friend called at about 4:30, while you were in the shower. I just so happened to hear that you were going to a movie? Tonight? While I was supposed to watch over you?" Marcus sounded a bit annoyed, but had a playful tone.
"Well, now I can keep watch on you... fortunately, I was intending on tying you up this weekend anyways, but now I have more of an incentive to KEEP you tied up." Marcus came up and removed the blindfold. "Ok, Tommy. Sleep tight and just relax, I texted your friends that you got 'a bit tied up in other things' to go to the movies.". He laughed happily and left the room, closing the door and shutting off the lights, leaving me in complete darkness, screaming for my life and struggling like mad. It didn't help that all the blood in my body had started to make by erection bob up and down. I couldn't believe that Marcus had tied me up to prevent me from going to the movies! I trusted him... but I guess I didn't give him any reason to trust me. After an hour of futile attempts to escape, I gave up and decided to fall asleep, hoping that my friends would enjoy the movie without me.
END of Friday. Saturday will come soon. What do you guys think? Tommy sure got what's coming to him!