## Eminem Cont. (m*/m*)

Post by TiedInJordans » Sat Feb 16, 2013 9:10 pm

I started a story a while ago (viewtopic.php?f=38&t=16199), and it would be more appropriate in this section. It contains explicit guy on guy stuff, so stop reading now if you don't like that. I also want to reiterate, it is clearly fake. It's been a while since I've written, so I'm going to try to add a good amount to the story tonight. I left off with me hogtied to the bed and Sean trapped bent over the stool, both effectively ball-gagged. Eminem had just walked back in with two guys behind him, who I recognized from earlier on the lawn when they had re-gagged Sean and tickled him until I returned. I had been disappointed that they ran off, it was obvious that they had an interest in bondage as well.
Eminem had changed clothes. He was now wearing black basketball shorts with a white undershirt and real nice black and white Nike Airmaxes. He went over to Sean and unbuckled his ball gag. He held up a paper cup with a straw so Sean could drink some water and asked if his circulation was okay. Sean said he was fine; I could tell he was pretty starstruck. Eminem asked him his name and Sean told him. Then Eminem nodded towards me and said, "What's his name? I don't plan on taking his gag out yet." Sean smiled and told him it was Joey. Eminem introduced the two guys as Brandon and Mark. He said that they had stayed and watched us, and wanted to join in. He had taken a look at their ID's since they looked so young, and Brandon was 19 and Mark was 20.
Brandon was shorter than Mark, but looked more like a jock. He was wearing a green t-shirt that showed off his nice abs and some jeans with green and white Nike Shox. He had short blonde hair done in a faux-hawk and green eyes. Mark had slightly longer blonde hair and was wearing white and blue DVS shoes and what looked like a swimsuit (blue and white) and an undershirt. He also had sunglasses on his head.
Eminem walked over to Mark and Brandon and gave Brandon the ball-gag and told them something. They smiled and started towards Sean while Eminem turned around and walked over to me. My dick hurt, it was pushing into the bed so hard. Eminem smiled and told me my position wasn't going to work anymore. He untied me from the bed and left me in a hogtie as he went to get something from his rack. I was distracted by watching Mark and Brandon tying Sean to the large chest by using sturdy rings they noticed going around the edge. Sean's bulge was incredibly noticeable and vulnerable looking. Then I felt metal on my wrists and heard the click of handcuffs.
Eminem replaced all my rope with handcuffs and anklecuffs that put me spread-eagle on the bed, face down. He had taken off my shorts in the process and my shoes had come off leaving me in my boxers and low-cut black and blue DC socks. He jumped on the bed and teased me through my boxers. In my position, all I could see was Sean getting his release from Brandon while Mark tickled his feet. Eminem told me he didn't think he was going to let me do that for a while. He took my gag out just long enough to stick a rather large ring gag in. Then he walked in front of me and whipped his dick out. I didn't have much choice (like it would have mattered) when he shoved it in my mouth. He came faster than I expected him to, and pulled out beforehand.
Eminem walked out of the room, and Brandon and Mark started untying Sean. By the time we heard Eminem returning, Sean was untied and Brandon had a key in my handcuffs. Mark was ready and used a stun gun on Eminem before he could react, and he fell to the ground, dropping the white straight-jacket he was holding. Brandon finished uncuffing me from the bed while Sean helped Mark put Eminem in the straight-jacket he was probably planning to use on me.
The four of us stood there looking at each other for a second before Brandon said he couldn't resist. "Yeah, how could we pass up the chance to get Eminem like this?" Mark asked. I smiled and told them I couldn't argue with their logic. I looked around and picked up some of the green rope. I started tying Eminem's feet together. "Don't want him running off." I thought to myself. I laughed when Brandon voiced my thought and grabbed a piece of rope and came over. He used this one to tie Eminem's Airmaxes together.
I went back to the normal dressing room and looked around. I found a backpack and a couple of large duffle bags. There was also a large box, what is what I had noticed when we first began this adventure. I took the backpack to the rack of handcuffs and grabbed the rigid cuffs, the cuffs with chains, the ankle cuffs, and every gag that was there. Multiple colors and sizes of ball gags, the ring gags, a bar with straps to go around the head and this weird head harness. I'm not into them, but I figured, why not? I did leave all the whips, though. Not into that at all.
Then I took the box to the closet and started filling it with the best shoes. Jordans, other Nikes, more Jordans, and even a couple pairs of nice skate shoes. I filled the duffle bags with the clothes I thought looked best and headed back to the hidden room.
Eminem was now gagged with one of the ball gags, which I had handed to Brandon. He also had a lot more rope on him, including a very intricate looking crotch tie. It was attached to the rope on his shoes, so he couldn't quite stretch his legs without tightening the rope on his package painfully.
Sean and Mark went to get their cars while me and Brandon watched Eminem. Shortly after Sean and Mark left, Eminem woke up. He let out a surprised grunt and started thrashing. He quickly realized what that did to the ropes around his crotch, and stopped struggling. I found a black undershirt and made my way to Eminem. I got behind him and tied the undershirt around his eyes. I found some black duct tape and wrapped it around the undershirt, being careful of hairs but getting the tape on his forehead and cheeks to make the blindfold effective. I put a few strips of tape over the big black ball gag to try to muffle any noise, but Eminem was already drooling so much it didn't stick on the bottom very well.
Sean and Mark showed up at the back entrance. It wasn't a far walk at all from the dressing room to the car, and Mark stood lookout while Sean, Brandon and I carried a struggling Eminem into Sean's car, since it was an SUV and had more room. We got Em into the car and Sean and Brandon stayed with him while I loaded the shoes, clothes and other gear into Mark's car. I went back and wiped everything down that might have our fingerprints and grabbed my blanket and a couple black ropes and put my shorts and shoes back on.
I got back to the car and used the rope to tie Eminem's crotch ropes to the metal rods under the back seat, so he was on the floor and if he tried to move around, it would pull on his crotch. I also tied his feet to the rods and then covered him with the blanket. We decided to go to my place, since Brandon and Mark both lived with their parents. I we jumped in the cars and they started following us.
I started tickling Em's sides while we were driving. He was grunting because it kept making him pull against the ropes, and tightening the crotch tie. We pulled up to my house and Sean backed into the garage. Brandon and Mark pulled into the driveway and walked up to the garage. I closed the garage door and opened the car door. I pulled off the blanket and untied Em from the seats. Everyone helped get him out of the car and into the living room.
"So where should we put him?" Brandon asked. I told him I didn't exactly have a dungeon, but the attic seemed like the perfect place. We made our way up there, and I went and grabbed my inflatable bed. We put Em on the bed, and I said I was starving and had to eat before bed. We decided to order a pizza. While we waited for the pizza, we entertained ourselves by tickling the hell out of Eminem. I took off his blindfold so he could take in his predicament. Brandon took intense pleasure in teasing Em's raging hard member. Then I heard the doorbell.
I opened the door to an incredibly cute guy in a domino's uniform holding my pizza. I smiled at him and he gave me my total. As I was handing him the money (with a very gracious tip included), I heard a muffled, but loud shriek from upstairs. I looked at the delivery boy and he raised his eyebrow. "Got someone tied up and gagged up there?" he asked. "Maybe" I replied, caught completely off guard. He laughed and started digging around for change. I told him to keep it and he tanked me and told me to have a great night, in a way that said he knew I would.
I took the pizza upstairs and we all started eating. After I had a couple pieces, I asked Eminem if I could take his gag off to feed him without him making a ruckus. He nodded his head, and I unbuckled the gag. The duct tape fell off long ago. He worked he jaw and said, "That feels a lot better." Then after a pause, "You guys sure have some balls. Shit noone's ever just taken control like this before. Pretty hot." I don't think he realized exactly what we all had planned. He probably wouldn't have been so calm.
We finished eating and I cleaned up. I set up the air mattress, and put Em in the middle of it, still in his straight-jacket and cocoon of ropes. Mark and Brandon were going to sleep with Em, while Sean and I slept in my bed. After we all used the bathroom (we held Em in front of the toilet and undid his crotch ropes), we got ready to go to sleep. When I left the attic, Em was in between Mark and Brandon, in a forced spooning position.
I did my business in the bathroom and was on my way to my bedroom when I heard a knock on the door. Not knowing who would be knocking on my door so late, and immediately thinking it was the cops, I cautiously went to the front door. I thought to myself, at least I shouldn't go to prison. At this point, I think Eminem might say it was consensual. But then I realized how stupid that was to think. He would never risk that getting leaked to the press. All four of us were in deep trouble, and my heart was sinking as I looked through my peep hole........
Omg I have to go to sleep.
I will leave you all with that little cliffhanger.
Since you all seem to like doing that to me

### Re: Eminem Cont. (m*/m*)

Post by mrtrident178 » Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:22 pm

oh come on comtinue please

### Re: Eminem Cont. (m*/m*)

Post by TiedInJordans » Sun Feb 17, 2013 9:12 pm

I looked through my peephole and it was not the cops out there. It was the guy who delivered our pizza earlier. I let my heart so down a bit before I opened the door. "Hey man, what's up?" I asked. "I didn't have shit goin' on tonight and you seemed pretty cool. I was wonderin if you wanted to chill." He answered. I opened the door wider and stepped aside as I asked him his name. He said his name was Cody and I introduced myself. He asked if he should take his shoes off and I said it didn't matter. He left them on and I looked down. He was wearing black Etnies with subtle gold on them. He had jeans on and a black t-shirt with a yellow DC symbol on it. He had short dark brown hair and blue eyes. He looked to be about my age, 24.
I asked him if he wanted anything to drink and he said sure. I ran down what we had and he took a beer. We sat on the couch and talked for a bit. Not too far into the conversation, Cody asked, "So when I heard something when I delivered your pizza, I was just kidding, but did you really have someone tied up in here?" I was caught off-guard, even though I had been getting vibes already. I hadn't expected him to bring this up so fast. "Actually, I have someone tied up upstairs right now." I told him. He said he would like to join in if I was interested. I told him I was definitely interested, but I would have to speak with someone first and make sure it was okay with them. Cody said he would wait.
I got Mark and Brandon and brought them into the bedroom where Sean was. I told them what had transpired and explained that Cody was very cute. Brandon said that as long as he underwent an initiation, he could join in on the fun. Everyone agreed on that point. Mark brought up the worry that Cody might snitch them out, since kidnapping is technically illegal and immoral. I said we may as well keep Cody at this point, if it came to that. So the plan was set. I grabbed a long piece of yellow rope, a pair of rigid handcuffs, a ball gag, an undershirt and some duct tape and told the guys to meet me in the attic as I went downstairs.
Cody smiled broadly as I turned the corner with my hands full. He stood up expectantly. I tossed him the ball gag and told him to put it in. When he was done I tossed him the cuffs and told him to make sure they were tight, in front. I got behind him and tied the undershirt around his eyes and duct taped it secure. I wrapped the rope around the cuffs and then around his waist tight. Then I brought it down between his legs an wrapped it around the cuffs, pulling hard. I brought it around his waist to tie it off out of reach behind him. I asked Cody if anyone was expecting him home tonight and he shook his head. I said, "Good, I have a surprise for you upstairs." I lead him up.
When we got to the attic, the guys got to work quickly on Cody. Soon, he had his arms through Eminem's straight-jacketed arms and re-cuffed behind Em. Eminem had been re-gagged and Cody was still blindfolded. Cody's legs were wrapped around Em, and his ankles were crossed and tied together. The guys played around with Cody and Eminem, tickling them, sticking fingers up their bums, just having fun. Then I started to undo Cody's blindfold.
As his eye's adjusted to the light, I saw Cody recognize Em. His body jerked a couple times and he relaxed. Eminem groaned and started arching his butt away from Cody. I looked and saw that Cody had came in his pants. We took out their gags and Cody was panting hard. "Holy shit. This is intense. How is this even possible? Thank you guys." I untied his ankles and pulled off his pants and boxers. I cleaned him up then put on some of Eminem's underwear and pants from the duffle bags for him. Then I tied his ankles together, and his shoes together like Em's. I told everyone I was going to sleep up there with them and Brandon piped up and said he would like to as well. There was plenty of room, but Sean said he would sleep in the bedroom and Mark said he would join him. I told them to have fun and Sean mischievously said they would.
I laid down for sleep and pulled Eminem close as Brandon held me from behind.

### Re: Eminem Cont. (m*/m*)

Post by tiednw » Tue Feb 19, 2013 10:17 am

Awesome! I didn't expect any continuation anymore! And it's even getter better and better!