It was Friday night.. school finished and I was excited about the weekend ahead. My parents were going to visit my Grandmother in the next town and me and my kid brother were to stay at home. I was planning a party with my friends and was really looking forward to it, until I got home and my dad called me into the kitchen.
He told me that due to my recent bad behaviour at school, and with the neighbours, I could not be trusted on my own to look after my brother.. so, I was to spend the weekend with my brother at his best friends house (as my kid brother had arranges a sleep over there anyway).
I was mad and started to argue with my Dad, but it was no use once his mind was made up. I ran up to my room yelling that I was too old for little kid sleepovers... and I slammed my door shut.
After I calmed down I got some clothes ready to go.. and, as usual my little brother was annoying me running about going on and on about the sleep over and how it was going to be great.. he was packing his batman costume as his friend has a robin one. I just sighed.
We got into the car and drove 15 minutes to his friends house.. where my parents dropped us off after saying a few words, warning his friends Dad about my bad attitude. My Dad told me to come say hi to Steve.. and told me to behave. I went slowly over to him.. he was standing in the driveway, having been working on his car engine.. i looked him up and down.. he was sure handsome... and dressed in a greasy oil stained shiny nylon soccer shirt that clung to his muscular chest, and the tightest, sexiest, faded old Levi Jeans I ever saw.. He was tall and had blond hair.. slim, but well muscled. I felt myself blush and I stammered a 'hello' at him. Then turned and followed my brother and his friend into the house.
He shouted after us to make ourselves at home and told me my brother knows where the TV and everything was. My Dad shouted a farewell and my parents drove off in the car.
I got a soda from the kitchen and sat on the sofa watching the handsome guy bending over the hood of the car.. his faded tight levis ass looked so good as he bent over. I wondered how his ex wife could have left him. I felt sorry for him.. and he only got to see his son on weekends.. (that's what I overheard my parents taking about a few days ago).
I felt so miserable and bored and the time just dragged by.. the two boys running about and play fighting. I heard them put on a movie of an old Batman TV series form years ago. They lay down on the floor to watch it.. I was texting my friends on my phone.
Then I glanced back at kids.. on the screen was a scene where the Joker and his henchmen had just kidnapped a surfer, and I see the poor guy is tied up and struggling.... Then I get idea.. I look back out the window at the sexy man wiping oil and sweat off his hands onto the legs of his tight Levis....then I grin to myself..........
''hey bro.. I am bored, you wanna play Batman and Robin like you wanted? Remember you have your Batman costume?''
''Yeh sure'', they say and jump to their feet.. and rush off to the bedroom''....
I go into the garage and start to open draws and look into cupboards.. until I find what I am looking for... a roll of thick shiny silver tape. I go back into the house to see the boys running down the stairs together.
When they come down my little brother is dressed as Batman, and his friend as Robin. I say they look great.. and I tell them I will play the part of Joker... we chase each other around the living room and wrestle a bit... then I make my suggestion...
''you know what will be really fun?''
They look up and me and shake their heads.
''let's play that the Joker kidnaps someone and you have to save them''.
They agree and jump up and down yelling... ''yes, like on the TV''....
I nod.... but then they stop jumping and ask...
''but we ain't got anyone to kidnap have we?''
''Let's get your Dad to play.. he can be the Mayor of the city and I can tie kidnap him and tie hin up. ''
They look at each other.. then big smiles came to their faces and they rush outside to their Dad, who is just finishing working on the car and coming in to make food for us..
I go to the doorway and listen.... He says no to them and tells them he has to cook dinner. But those pesky brats are wining on at him and tugging his arm...
''but Dad.. you promised you would play with us... you never have time for me'', his son said sadly.
His dad sighed and nodded his head.
''OK son, but only for 10 minutes, then I have to get the food ready., OK?''
They cheered and jumped up and down.. all 3 of them passed me in the doorway and went into the kitchen.. the Dad to wash his oily hands.
I followed into the kitchen... to see his Dad with his back to me as he washed his hands at the sink... His butt looked so sexy in the tight worn Levis.. the faded denim running up the crack of his ass.. and his long legs and work boots were also a turn on.
Then my brother tells me they have a mask of the Joker I can wear for the game, and a plastic gun too.... he runs upstairs and comes back down with them.. As I am putting the mask on I listen to the man's son explaining the game to his Dad. ''Your going to be the Mayor and the Joker will kidnap you and then Batman and Robin are going to come save you, OK?''
''Sure, whatever son'' he shrugs, as he turns around to face us.... then he seems slightly startled to see me wearing the Joker mask and holding the plastic gun and roll or silver tape. I tell the kids that they will have to play my evil villain helpers first to help me kidnap the Mayor.. so they agree and Robin takes off his face mask, and batman take off his helmet.
I tell the Dad to sit on the kitchen chair and pretend to be working in his office... then I go out to the hallway with the kids.. I give my brother the roll of tape.. telling him he has to use it to tie the his friends dads hands behind his back, while I will use the gun. We are all laughing... then we rush in on him.
I point the toy gun at him and tell him to stand up slowly and raise his hands.
He plays the part beautifully.. Getting up and holding his hands high in the air. saying things like, ''OK OK just don't shoot''.
My eyes are drawn to his bunging denim crotch and the buttons on his jeans are nearly popping open with the amount of stuff he has packed into the tight jeans... He also has a thick black leather belt.. very long... the end of it swaying down over his package, with are area over his ball and crotch fated to almost white.
Lucky no one can see what I am looking at because of my mask.
''OK.. keep your hands raised, Mr Mayor, and walk over to the wall nice and slow.. no tricks, got it? I say.
He nods, 'OK no tricks... what do you want... I'll never give you the combination to the safe''.
He is now standing facing the wall, when I order my henchman to 'tie his hands behind his back.'
I wave the gun at him and tell him to put his hands behind his back.
He hesitates and says, ''you kids don't have to really tie me up do you?''
''It's only your hands, that's all, don't worry, it's just for the game''.. I tell him.
His son and my brother plead with him to go along with it.... and then, to my surprise he puts his hands behind his back...
He stands there as the boys wrap the thick silver tape around each wrist and then wrap them together over and over with the tape...
''Hey not too tight boys'' he says nervously, wriggling his fingers and looking over his shoulder to see his tied hands.
I can't believe he has allowed this to happen....It's all going perfectly.
Seeing him standing against the wall with his hands taped together behind that sexy Levis butt makes my heart race.
The kids look up at me when they are finished...''Are we going to take him to our hideout now boss?''
I snap out of my trance.... And look at the tied man... I walk up to him and put the toy gun to his back..
''now get moving.. it's time for us to take a little trip.'' I look to my henchmen.. ''Grab his arms lads and lets get him out of here before anyone sees us.'' I laugh like the Joker and they laugh too.
They each grab an arm and walk him through the kitchen and through the door that leads into the garage. I can't keep my eyes off his sexy ass, with his table bound hands.. watching the frayed dusty pocket of his tight jeans raising and falling as he walks slowly ahead of me. His dad again playing the part of the victim....
''No please, where are you taking me, let me go, this is kidnapping, help me someone.... help me Batman!''
I rush up behind him and put my hand tight over his mouth ''shut up, you are coming with us and Batman is not around to help you now.''
He lets out a long deep moan under my hand.. and his brown eyes wider with surprise at my hand gagging him.. I keep my hand over his mouth until we are all standing in the middle of the dim dusty garage. I can feel the breath from his nostrils on my hand. And I can feel his rough stubble too.
''Get down on the floor!'' I order him.
All 3 of us helped him to lay on a dirty old thin rug in the centre of the concrete floor. He is laying on his stomach.
I order my helpers to sit on top of him while I tape his ankles together.
''eh, er, no don't tie my ankles up.. just my hands are enough.. remember you said only my hands. right?'' he said nervously.
I took no notice and quickly taped his ankles together above his boots. He was wiggling around and struggling, and the 2 boys were playfully punching him lightly and telling him to keep still while we tie him up good and tight.
I stood over him.. seeing him writhing in the bonds in his sexy tight clothes was such a turn on. I had to put a hand in my pants pocket to hid my growing erection.
''Now my evil henchmen, it's time for some torture''.. I laugh again in a creepy evil Joker style.
The bound man looked up at me.. ''what torture?!'' He looked really frightened for a moment.
I nodded my masked face.. ''yes we are going to have to tickle torture you until you give us the code for the safe''.
The dad laughed with relief, but is was short lived, as we all got to work tickling him all over his upper body.. over the silky white soccer shirt. We were all piled on top of his bound body.. fingers wiggling at his muscular sweaty body... feeling him writhe and struggle under us.. laughing for us to stop.
It was then, in his struggles, as he swayed form his stomach to rock side to side.. I notices the swelling inside his tight jeans... I grinned again under my mask...
I orders the boys to stop the torture.... ''Will you tell us the combination now'?'' I demanded.
He shook his head and breathing heavily out of breath said... ''No never!''.
''Right you asked for it'' I said, laughing evilly... I looked at my brother... and told him to get me a rag off the workbench. He ran over and came back to me with a dirty rag, which I balled up in my hand.
''What are you going to do with that?'' asked my brother.
''We have to gag him so no one can hear him call for help when we are gone''
The boys nodded their heads and laughed thinking it was a very clever idea.
I bent down to the our hostages head. ''Open up you moth Mr Mayor, we have to gag no one can hear you shouting for help''.
He looked up at me is astonishment, ''Oh no way, that's enough now, I have to go make the dinner, you better untie me.. your have had you fun, time to stop the game.'' He looked at each of the younger boys in turn... ''We agreed only 10 minutes, remember boys?''... he looked pleadingly at his son and his friend...
I shook my head and tutted, ''Oh, and since when did our kidnap victims give us orders, right boyrs?' They laughed and agreed with me. I turned back to him.. ''Now open your mouth now!''
He wiggled in his bonds and shook his head...''Your not putting that dirty thing in my mouth''....
I nodded to the boys,''Quick my friends,, tickly him again!''
They started to tickle him as hard as they could... he opened his mouth to laugh out, and as he did, I shoved the balled up rag deep into his mouth.
''murrrphhh!!!!''
He shook his head and tried to push it out with his tongue. I clamped my hands tight over his moth to prevent him spitting the rag out.. and told my brother to grab another rag quickly.... He rushed to give me it.. and I tied it round his friends dads head to hold the rag in, making sure it was really tight, the gag pulling his lips back as I tied the know behind his head.
''Murphh , purshhh!!! '' He looked up at us, and wiggled in his bonds... making sexy frantic and annoyed grunting noises into his gag.. which silenced him very will.. no chance of the neighbours hearing him.
''More tickling boys''.... The 2 kids went to work on his upper body, under his armpits too.. while I concentrated my efforts at his lower down out of sight of the 2 younger boys.. tickling him on his jeans ass crack between his buttocks where the denim was worn paper thin.
In his desperate rolling from side to side, as he tried in vain to get free, unseen form the other boys.. i tickled his balls though the stretched faded jeans.. and felt his huge erection, that was trapped uncomfortably down his inner thigh under the oily tight Levis.
His body tensed and he tried to struggle away from me as he felt my hand slide over it, but the weight of 3 of us pinning him down, and his tight bindings prevented his escape. I then looked down to see a small wet patch of pre cum soaking through his dusty and oily jeans.
And the tickly torture continued, tears running down the helpless bound and tightly gagged mans face. His mind reeling realising how stupid he was to allow himself to be tied and gagged like this, at the mercy of crazy kids and a perverted delinquent teenager wearing a Joker mask.....
To Be Continued....