Superheroes (Parts 1, 2 & 3)

Postby linus42 » Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:01 pm

For anyone who missed my Superheroes story, it's back, now that it has an appropriate home on the boards. :) As before, this is a sexually explicit story. Anyone who doesn't care for that, feel free not to read. Everyone else, enjoy!

***********PART 1**************

Aaron carefully made his way into the dark, abandoned warehouse. This handsome-looking blonde-haired, blue-eyed young guy was nervous. He had not yet found Jeremy. Granted, he could barely see 10 feet in front of his face, but he had searched nearly every room in the building. There was one door at the end of the hallway that was unchecked. As Aaron approached the door, he looked down at how he was dressed and realized how ridiculous this would look to an outside observer. There was something about a 21-year-old covered in black spandex that didn’t exactly scream normal. The superhero mask, cape and black, knee-high leather boots didn’t help either. As his hand closed over the doorknob, Aaron flashed back to how this all began.

A week ago, Aaron and Jeremy were sitting around, reading comic books. Jeremy was a year younger than Aaron. He was Asian, with straight black hair that fell over his ears and across his brown eyes. The two friends had been reading comics since they were kids and had amassed boxes of superhero comics. The larger-than-life stories and characters drew them in whenever they opened the pages. It pulled them out of their ordinary, routine lives and into a world where anything was possible.

“Man, it would be so awesome to be a superhero,” Aaron said. He didn’t notice the smile that statement put on Jeremy’s face.

“What if you could be one?” Jeremy asked his friend.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, what if we put on costumes and went out and fought crime?”

At first, Aaron looked at his friend as if he were crazy. Then, the same smile began to spread on his face, as well.

As the two friends discussed it more and more, they grew increasingly excited at the prospect of patrolling their city and fighting crime. Aaron’s training in martial arts and Jeremy’s well-to-do upbringing would provide them with the funds they would need for weapons and costumes. They both agreed that spandex would be the most economical choice for an outfit. While Aaron chose standard black, Jeremy elected to go with a slightly more ostentatious look. He chose crimson red with a black belt and black boots. Jeremy found a place downtown where they could pick up the tights, boots and masks. The location was suspect, to say the least. The man behind the counter looked at Jeremy suspiciously when a 20-year-old walked up to his counter to pick up a matching pair of superhero costumes.

“If you don't tell, I won’t ask,” the man said as Jeremy paid him.

“They’re Halloween costumes,” Jeremy replied sternly. The man raised an eyebrow and glanced at a calendar on the wall. It was August.

“Whatever, kid. Don’t have too much fun.”

Jeremy glared at the man as he left the shop. He got into his car and drove home. On his way home, he failed to notice another car following him there.

The two friends took turns trying on their new costumes later that evening. After getting their initial fits of embarrassment and laughter out, they began to see them as kind of cool looking. Jeremy and Aaron had both done sports in high school, and still stayed active into college. In other words, the spandex fit them quite nicely.

They agreed to meet up at midnight downtown. Aaron ran a little late because his mom stayed up later than usual. It struck him as curious when he tried to call Jeremy’s phone and no one answered. Then he realized their costumes didn’t exactly have pockets on them.

At just past midnight, his mom went to bed and he snuck out of the house. He parked his car around the block from where they were supposed to meet and changed into his costume. Keeping to the shadows, Aaron made his way to the alley as quickly as he could.

Just as he was rounding the corner, he heard a muffled shout and a car door slam. Then, a car came speeding out of the alleyway, nearly hitting Aaron. The last thing he saw through one of the windows was Jeremy struggling against two men in the back seat.

Terrified, Aaron ran back to his car to give chase. As he drove off, following the distant taillights, he could hardly believe that he already had to save someone. The two friends had really only expected to climb up some fire escapes and run around the rooftops. Now Aaron had to rescue his own friend.

When he saw the car stop at an old warehouse on the outskirts of town, he turned off his headlights, killed the engine and coasted to a stop down the street from the entrance. Sneaking in as best he could, he searched as much of the warehouse as he could. Finally, he found himself at the last door in a hallway.

Shaking, he gripped the doorknob and opened it as quietly as he could. The sight that greeted him gave him a lot of reason to be concerned. All along the walls were various strange-looking devices made of wood, metal and leather. There were cuffs, rolls of tape, lengths of rope, a variety of gags, stocks and things Aaron couldn’t begin to guess the use for.

What made him most concerned was what was sitting in the middle of the room. It was Jeremy, still dressed in the spandex and boots. He was tied tightly to a chair with a large red ball gag in his mouth. Leather belts secured him to the chair at his wrists, elbows, knees, ankles and chest. Squinting in the darkness, he could see that Jeremy had been robbed of his sight by a thick leather blindfold.

“What the hell is this Pulp Fiction shit?” Aaron wondered aloud as he hurried over to untie his friend. When Jeremy heard him, he frantically began to look about and started talking into his gag. The first thing Aaron took off was the blindfold. Once Jeremy could see again, he looked just over Aaron’s shoulder and his eyes got very wide.

Aaron looked back just in time to catch a massive right hook to the side of his head. The last thing Aaron remembered before blacking out was hitting the floor.

He didn’t completely lose consciousness, and it couldn’t have been for long if he did. Aaron remembers catching glimpses of a conversation.

“…told you there were two of them…”

“…more fun for the clients. More money for us…”

“…can’t believe both of them are so hot…”

When Aaron started to regain full functionality, he was laying facedown on a metal table. Instinctually, he tried to push himself up from the table, but found that his hands were tied tightly behind his back. His feet were also tied together. The next thing he realized was that two pairs of hands were still working on him. One pair was continuing to bind his legs with rope. A length was being tightened just above his knees. The other pair of hands was busy tying his elbows together.

“Hey, I think he’s waking up,” one man said.

“What the fuck is going on here?!” Aaron was scared, but tried to cover up his fear with outrage.

“He’s got a big mouth, too. Just like his friend.” The next thing Aaron knew, a thick piece of rubber was filling his mouth. He tried to shake his head or spit it out, but it happened too quickly. A leather panel covered the lower part of his face and buckles behind his head secured the whole contraption in place. Once he was gagged, the two men finished tying him up. They took his cape and his mask off, but left the spandex and the boots on. After wrapping more rope around his calves and his thighs, they turned him around and sat him on the edge of the table. They tied one last piece of rope around his chest, pinning his arms to his torso.

Finally done, one of the two men came around to face Aaron. Aaron glared at the man as he continued to struggle against the ropes and grunt into his gag.

“Feel free to struggle as much as you want. If you manage to get free, you’ll be the first.”

The first? Aaron thought.

“Here’s how this is going to work. Like I said, feel free to struggle. Personally, I prefer it when they put up a bit of a fight.” The man ran his hand up Aaron’s thigh. Aaron jerked his bound legs away and grunted at the man. “But that’s just me. I’m not going to be the one using you and your friend tonight.”

Aaron then remembered Jeremy. He looked back towards the center of the room and saw Jeremy just as he had last left him, except the blindfold was back in place. Jeremy seemed to be listening to what the man was saying. Upon hearing that he and Aaron were going to be used tonight, Jeremy began to fight against his bonds and grunted and mumbled into his ball gag. Aaron’s reaction was more subdued.

“We’ve got several clients lined up for tonight. They’re all paying a lot of money to do just about whatever they want to you.”

Now Aaron joined Jeremy in trying to talk through his gag. Aaron, however, tried pleading with the man. Seeing the concerned look on his face, the man smiled.

“Don’t worry, this isn’t Hostel. They aren’t going to be leaving any permanent damage. If they did that, we wouldn’t be able to make any money tomorrow night. Or the night after that. Or the one after that.”

Upon realizing that they were going to be rented out as sex slaves, Jeremy and Aaron renewed their struggles.

“Sorry, guys. Business is business. Now, our first client is due any minute. Time to say goodnight, handsome,” the man said to Aaron. The last thing he saw before a leather blindfold was buckled over his eyes was the man waving to him.

Aaron was then forced down on the table, face-up. Several straps were buckled across his chest and legs, holding him down. This didn’t stop him from trying to squirm free. The ropes and the straps held tight, though.

What in the hell have we gotten ourselves into? Aaron thought to himself. And who are these people? How did they know Jeremy was going to be in that alleyway? With no way to get an answer to any of his questions, his thoughts turned to his friend. He pictured his long-time friend strapped to the chair nearby. He hoped that those straps weren’t cutting off Jeremy’s circulation. He would have liked to ask Jeremy, but both of their gags prevented any kind of intelligible speech. All he could hear was muffled shouts from his friend.

After a few minutes, he heard voices. One was the man who had tied them up. The other was a new voice.

“I think you’ll be really happy with what we’ve got for you, sir. These two young men are in great physical condition. I think you can tell from how tight that spandex is.” Both men gave a chuckle.

“Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting two of them. The Asian will be a nice treat.”

“I certainly hope you get your money’s worth. Of course, you’re welcome to use any of the equipment we’ve provided, as well as anything you might have brought. Usual rules apply. No blood, nothing life threatening, and nothing that will leave permanent marks. Other than that, I advise you keep them at least partially restrained at all times. Especially the Asian, he’s a real fighter. If you need any help tying them in a different position, just let us know.”

“Thank you.”

Aaron heard the kidnapper leave. Jeremy and Aaron were both silent. Suddenly, Aaron heard Jeremy give a muffled shout.

“Yeah, go ahead,” the man said, “shout all you want. I like it when they put up a fight.”

Aaron’s heart began to race. He wondered what this strange man was doing to his friend. After a minute of wondering and hearing Jeremy mumble into his gag, the man spoke again.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be back for you soon. I’m going to keep your friend company for a bit.” Aaron started to struggle again in earnest. However, the straps and the ropes still held tight. Hands began to run over his chest and legs. He knew there was no point, but he couldn’t help squirming around, trying to avoid the touch of this stranger. Mumbling into his gag, he felt one of the hands move down his chest, over his abs and onto his dick. Through the spandex, the man began to massage it. Aaron had a feeling this was coming, but it still made him shake his head and shout incoherently into the gag.

“You like that, don’t you?” Aaron was doing his best not to like it, but he couldn’t deny that he was growing harder as the man was stroking him. He also realized that squirming effectively acted to increase the stimulation on his growing hard-on. “You’re enjoying this just as much as your friend was. I think you two may have to help each other out with that.” At the thought of being sexually intimate with his best friend, Aaron started to plead through his gag. “No? You don’t want to be tied up to each other? Alright, I won’t put you through that. At least not yet.”

The man then stopped stroking Aaron’s now-erect dick. He began to loosen the belts holding Aaron to the table. They were loosened just enough to flip Aaron onto his stomach. The man also shifted Aaron forward so that his head was hanging off the table. The straps were retightened. Aaron worried that his ass was now so vulnerable. The only solace that he took was that he was still wearing the tights, so the man did not have direct access. Not yet, anyways.

A sudden sharp sting slapped Aaron’s ass. He yelped into his gag and tried to move away from the stinging blow. Once again, he couldn’t wiggle more than an inch or two. Another slap landed. Blow after blow came down, mercilessly. Aaron could think of nothing other than how much he wanted the pain to stop. He tried to beg through his gag, but all that came out was mumbling. Finally, the man seemed to stop the assault. Aaron could then sense the man right in front of his face.

“If you don’t cooperate with what I’m about to do, you’re going to get a whole lot more of that and worse, do you understand?” Aaron whimpered and nodded his head. “Good.” The man then reached behind Aaron’s head and began to unbuckle his gag. Once it was released, Aaron stretched his jaw out.

“Please, sir, just let us go. We didn’t do anything to deserve this,” Aaron begged.

The man laughed in response. “It’s not about what you deserve. Actually, the fact that you haven’t done anything to deserve this means I’m going to enjoy it even more. Besides, it ain’t up to me whether you can go or not, and even if it were, kid, I wouldn’t let a sweet ass like yours go. I especially wouldn’t let your little Asian friend go. I’m going to have a lot of fun making him squirm and squeal.”

“No, please don’t hurt Jeremy.”

“Jeremy, eh? Cute name for a cute kid. What might your name be?”

Aaron hesitated to give in to the man’s demands, but his sore ass reminded him to cooperate. “Aaron.”

“Alright, Aaron. I want you to open your mouth nice and big.”

“Why?”

“Did I tell you to ask questions?” Aaron bit his lip then slowly opened his mouth. “And raise your head.” The man didn’t wait for Aaron to do this on his own. He grabbed his chin and wrenched his head straight up. “Now keep it like that unless you want another spanking.” Aaron had to strain to stay in that position, but he did it nonetheless. What he heard next really started to worry him. The man unzipped something. A few seconds later, Aaron felt the man shove his hard cock down his throat. “Now suck it, boy. Suck it real good.” Aaron’s initial reaction was to try to spit the intruder out. However, the man grabbed the back of his head and forced himself even deeper. The tip touched the back of Aaron’s throat and he gagged a little.

Aaron tried to moan and plead with the man to at least go easy if he was going to use him like this. However, Aaron’s moans only seemed to encourage the man. He started thrusting into Aaron’s mouth faster. Aaron was now beginning to get angry and scared that he would get a mouthful of something he had never gotten a mouthful of before. He briefly entertained the idea of simply biting down as hard as he could. However, this was probably a bad idea considering the fact that he and Jeremy were completely at the mercy of these pricks. Literally.

The man continued pumping into Aaron’s mouth. Just when his jaw was getting sore from sucking, the man pulled out.

“I know how much you wanted me to cum in your mouth, boy, but I’m not ready yet.” Before Aaron could ask how this man could possibly know what he wanted, the leather and rubber gag was shoved into his mouth and all that came out was “Mmmmmmph!”

“I’m going to go play with your little Asian friend now.” He gave Aaron’s ass another squeeze. “Actually, I think I’ve got an idea. Don’t move. I’ll be back in a minute for you.” Aaron didn’t feel like obliging the man’s request to not move, but he had no real choice in the matter.

Over the next few minutes, Aaron’s pulse quickened as he heard Jeremy grow more and more distressed. The groaning and moaning into the ball gag was punctuated by remarks from the man.

“It’s no use fighting. I’m going to do this one way or another.”

“Get those feet together. Mmm, I like the way these boots look on you, especially when they’re tied nice and tight.”

“You like how that feels? Well, get used to it, because there’s a lot more on the way.”

“Alright, try not to fall down. We wouldn’t want to damage that gorgeous body of yours. I’m going to go get Aaron.” At this, Aaron started to struggle, but deep down, he knew it was pointless. He felt the straps being loosened. The man then picked Aaron up off the table and threw him over his shoulder. He could sense them walking closer to Jeremy, who was still making protesting noises through his gag. As he was set down on his feet, Aaron’s mind raced as to what kind of predicament this man had in store for the two friends.

“Back in a flash.”

Aaron and Jeremy were left standing next to each other. Aaron immediately started to inch his way towards Jeremy. This was very difficult given how tightly his legs were bound together. He nearly lost his balance, but was able to regain it. After several inches, he bumped into his friend. Jeremy mumbled something into his ball gag and Aaron responded in kind. As if they understood each other, they both started to rotate so that there backs were against each other. Aaron began trying to find the knots binding Jeremy’s wrists together. He found the knot with surprising ease and began to untie it.

While he was working with the knot, Aaron’s mind wandered to what would happen if they failed to escape. They would probably be kept for as long as humanly possible, rented out daily to all sorts of people who would do countless sexual acts to the two of them. Or, as this man had said, make them perform sexual acts with each other. Once this thought reared up again, Aaron doubled his efforts to get his friend untied. He began to hyperventilate, especially once he felt Jeremy’s arms rub up against his back. His elbows were tied together as well. Nevertheless, he finished untying Jeremy’s wrists.

The man’s voice then appeared right next to them, making them both jump. “Thank you for starting my work for me, but I’ll take it from here. Oh, and I left to get some help, so if either of you think about putting up a fight, remember that your landlord is here to protect his property.”

“Hello boys,” the “landlord” said, to prove he was nearby. Both boys were too frightened to try to say anything. The ”renter” continued untying Jeremy’s arms. As he was working, the man took a couple breaks to grope both boys. Once Jeremy’s arms were free, the man took hold of both of them and brought them around to Aaron’s front. His wrists were once again tied together. Aaron’s arms were then untied and retied in a similar fashion. Now, the two friends were back to back, with their arms tied securely in front of the other one. For good measure, the man looped a few lengths of rope around their bound legs, joining them into one immobile mass.

As uncomfortable as Aaron was tied up alone, this new position only added to his discomfort. Being pressed up to Jeremy in nothing but spandex allowed him to feel more of his friend then he wanted to. Their feet, their thighs, their butts and their backs were pressed tightly together. Once again, Aaron took solace in the fact that they were at least wearing something.

“Boys, this is making me harder than Chinese algebra. Fortunately for me, but unfortunately for you, this next part’s going to make me even harder. And it’ll make you two harder, also.” When Aaron realized that his hands were in close proximity to Jeremy’s dick, he began to protest. As usual, all that came out was “Mmmmph!” Jeremy apparently had the same revelation about his hands and Aaron’s cock, as he began to mumble into his ball gag, too.

“Yeah, go ahead and beg all you want,” the man taunted. “You’re both going to start stroking each other now.” Jeremy and Aaron’s protests got more frantic. Neither of them wanted to masturbate the other. The man, however, had other ideas. He reached around both of them and grabbed their balls through the spandex. The two guys let out squeals of pain. “If you aren’t going to do what I say, I will make this very, very unpleasant for the both of you. I could squeeze as hard as I want and there wouldn’t be a damn thing you could do to stop me. Now, I said to start stroking each other.”

The man let go of their balls. “I’ll even help you get started.” He then began to rub their cocks simultaneously. “See? Just like that. Now get to it.” Neither of them wanted to make the first move. For a moment, neither of them did anything. “You want me to start squeezing?” Hesitantly, Jeremy began to grope around and found his friend’s cock, which was already starting to get hard from the earlier rubbing. Aaron began to whimper into his gag. Jeremy wasn’t making a sound. Aaron was still hesitating to grab Jeremy’s cock. He knew he had no choice, though, so he found it and began to stroke it. These two, who had been friends since sixth grade, were now tied together wearing nothing but spandex and boots, jerking each other off.

“Ah, yeah. That’s good, guys. Yeah, stroke faster.” Despite the nature of their situation, Aaron couldn’t argue the fact that he was getting harder by the second. Jeremy’s hands were working the shaft and the spandex was facilitating the motion. Fearing for the safety of his balls, Aaron obeyed the man’s command and started to stroke Jeremy faster. Jeremy did the same. The friends both began to moan, almost involuntarily, as their cocks got harder and harder. Aaron even thought he felt Jeremy thrusting into Aaron’s hands slightly.

Just as Aaron was beginning to edge, the man spoke up. “Alright, that’s enough.” Both boys stopped stroking each other, immediately feeling ashamed by what they were just doing. Aaron’s cock, however, was still throbbing, in spite of his shame.

“That wasn’t solely for my amusement. Although, it was very amusing to see you two jerk each other off. I was also testing you to see which one had the better stroke. You were both very good, but I think Aaron won this round.” Aaron immediately got the feeling that he didn’t really win anything. He heard the man walk around in front of Jeremy. He felt Jeremy squirm around. Then, the man’s zipper came down. “Feel that, boy?” Indeed, Aaron felt the man put his cock right into his bound hands. Aaron and Jeremy started to protest simultaneously through their gags.

“Just start stroking me, boy.” The man reached around Jeremy, grabbed his ass and pulled him into his hard cock. Being tied so tightly to his friend, Aaron was yanked backwards, too. Mmmmphing into his gag, Aaron reluctantly started to stroke the man’s cock. “Yeah, that’s good, my little plaything.” The man grabbed Jeremy by the hips and pulled the two bound boys into him. Their bodies pressed together, Aaron briefly stopped stroking the man’s cock. “Did I say stop?” The man began spanking Jeremy as best he could. It was enough.

Jeremy started shouting in pain, begging the man to stop through his ball gag. Aaron immediately began to furiously stroke the man. However, he continued spanking Jeremy. Aaron tried to yell at the man to stop, that he was doing what he told him, but, if the man could understand his muffled shouts, he didn’t show any signs of caring.

After what must have been an agonizing 30 seconds for Jeremy, the man let up. Jeremy was breathing heavily. Aaron then felt the man reaching behind their heads. He unbuckled Jeremy’s ball gag.

“Please, God, no more. I’ll do anything, just don’t-“ Jeremy tried begging with the man, but his words were cut short. Aaron worried why this was, but a subtle sound that rose above Jeremy’s mumbling and struggling made him realize the man was kissing Jeremy. Aaron would have had trouble believing this was happening, were it not for everything else that had transpired tonight.

Then, as Aaron continued to stroke the man that was likely shoving his tongue down Jeremy’s throat, the man reached around Aaron with his free hand and began jerking him off.

As they were both stroking and jerking each other, Aaron now had another feeling to worry about (aside from embarrassment, concern and anger); arousal. He tried to pull away from the man’s hand, but only succeeded in pressing himself into Jeremy. Growing more and more aroused, Aaron now struggled to keep the man happy, knowing full well one of them would be punished should he stop.

As the man was kissing Jeremy, he began to moan with pleasure. He would take brief breaks to tell Aaron to keep going and that he was doing a good job. Before long, the man’s groans of pleasure increased in intensity and, judging by how hard his cock was, Aaron knew he was on the verge of cumming. Besides being in a state of arousal, Aaron’s next thoughts were for Jeremy, who would soon be covered in cum.

Indeed, it wasn’t long before the man’s cock pulsed and throbbed. Warm, wet cum shot up and out. What Jeremy’s stomach didn’t catch, the rest came back down onto Aaron’s hands. The man, still with his lips locked on Jeremy’s mouth, was moaning in ecstasy. Once he came down from his orgasm, he pulled away from Jeremy.

“You are both amazing. I dare say you two have had some practice. Maybe with each other?” Jeremy was still ungagged. “You sick motherfucker! You don’t know us! Let us go, goddammit!” While Aaron cringed at the punishment they might receive from those words, he understood Jeremy’s anger. After all, he had just been french kissed and covered in cum. “We can’t have that kind of language, now can we, Jeremy?” Aaron heard Jeremy try to shout one last time before the ball gag muffled his outrage. The man continued talking. “Well, I’m finished, but I bet you boys are just ready to burst, aren’t you? Well, I want you to finish each other off before my time is up.”

Jeremy’s shouts of rage could barely be contained. A sharp slap reverberated through the warehouse. “You’ll do exactly as I tell you to, boy. These last few minutes I have with the two of you can either be very pleasant for all three of us or very unpleasant for the two of you. It’s your choice.” Whimpers of defeat now replaced the shouts. “Here, I’ll make it easier for you.” The man pulled Jeremy and Aaron’s spandex down and pulled out their cocks. Hands still in position, the two friends hesitated to do what they were told. “Go on, start stroking.”

Not wanting to incur any more pain, Aaron slowly began stroking Jeremy’s cock. Jeremy seemed to be pleading through his ball gag. Whether it was with his captors or with his friend, Aaron wasn’t sure. Either way, Jeremy, too, began jerking Aaron off. Slowly, the boys both got hard again. Aaron did his best to imagine it was a beautiful woman jerking him off, but the occasional moans from Jeremy (not to mention the feel of a cock in his hand) made that difficult.

After a minute, Aaron couldn’t help but give into the pleasure of being jerked off. He began to moan, with Jeremy shortly following suit. Soon, the two of them were wriggling in their bonds and moaning into their gags. Faster and faster they stroked each other. Aaron could feel himself edging. Jeremy’s cock was growing and pulsing in Aaron’s hand. Aaron tried to facilitate Jeremy’s stroking, as he thrust his hips into his friend’s hands. Then, suddenly, he felt a wave of pleasure come over him as he shot his load. He let out a long moan into his gag. A few seconds later, as Aaron was wrapped in pleasure, he felt and heard Jeremy release as well. More cum spilled over his hands. The two friends had successfully jacked each other off.

“My god, that was more than I could have asked for, boys. Unfortunately, my time is up, for tonight. I’ll be back next week. And I’m definitely going to be requesting you two,” the man said. Jeremy and Aaron both immediately whimpered into their gags at the thought of being held captive and used like this for another minute, let alone another week.

“I’m glad you got your money’s worth, my friend,” the kidnapper conversed with the man. “These two were a real find. We’ll keep them in good condition for you when you come back.”

“Thank you.” The man came over to the boys and gave their still-sensitive cocks one last squeeze. Both of them moaned. The man released his grasp and left. As soon as the door to this dungeon closed, the kidnapper spoke, “Well, boys, you’ve got about 30 minutes to rest up until your next session. Just so there’s no funny business, I’m going to separate the two of you.”

With surprising swiftness, the man retied Aaron and Jeremy with their hands tightly behind their own backs. He also cleaned the cum off and pulled their spandex back up to cover their crotches. Then, as if to dispel any notion that he was being nice to them, he stood them several feet apart, lowered two pieces of rope from the ceiling and looped them around their necks. Aaron heard a winch tighten as the noose cinched around his neck. He was momentarily worried that his life would be cut short, but the rope stopped short of cutting off his air. From the rapid breathing and mumbling nearby, Jeremy apparently had those same worries.

“Remember, boys, neither of you are any good to me dead or hurt. This is just to make sure you don’t do any hopping around. I have to go tend to some business before the next client comes in. That’ll be in 15 minutes or so.” The man began to walk away. Aaron and Jeremy tried to plead with the man one last time, while trying not to move for fear of the nooses around their necks. Aaron heard the man stop at the door.

“Like I said, plead all you want. But, if I were you, I’d try to get comfortable, cause neither of you are going anywhere.” The door shut, leaving Aaron and Jeremy alone, wondering if they would ever escape.


*********PART 2**********

Aaron and Jeremy were perched in the middle of the large warehouse, bound and gagged, dressed in full body spandex and knee-high leather boots, with nooses wrapped dangerously tight around their necks. To top it all off, they had about ten minutes until another random man would come and use them. For a couple minutes, the two of them tried to squirm out of their predicament, but quickly found they could do little but shuffle their feet around. About five minutes before their next appointment, Aaron made eye contact with his friend. It was the first time they had done so since Aaron found Jeremy over an hour ago. After a second, Jeremy looked away. Aaron thought he almost looked ashamed. He wanted to tell Jeremy he didn’t have to feel ashamed. They were both forced into this situation together and there was nothing either of them could have done about it.

Still, Jeremy mumbled something into his large ball gag. With great effort, Jeremy managed to eke out something that sounded like “I’m sorry.” Then, squinting, Aaron saw a tear run down Jeremy’s cheek. Through his own gag, Aaron tried to communicate back with Jeremy. “Jeremy, it’s OK. We’ll find a way out of here.” Between the size of his gag and the noose that was slowly tightening around his neck, all that really came out was “Hefehy, hi OHAY. Uh hi a ay ou huh hee.” Still, Jeremy did not look back at Aaron.

Then, Aaron heard the door open. His heart started pounding again, wondering what new torments this client would inflict upon them. Their “landlord” came through the door, leading yet another man. Aaron heard the same spiel as was given to the last client. This one, however, seemed to hold more of an interest in Aaron than in Jeremy. As he was being explained the rules, the new man came over and began running his hands up and down Aaron’s body. Knowing it was pointless, Aaron jerked away and grunted at the man.

“Feisty, huh?”

“Well, they just got in tonight, so they haven’t lost their fight quite yet. You’re lucky, you’re one of the first ones who gets to use these hot little items.”

“Indeed, I am very lucky.” The man groped Aaron’s spandex-clad butt and then gave it a hard slap. “I’m going to have lots of fun with these two. And, God, they look so good in that spandex.”

“You sound eager to get started. I’ll leave you to it. Have fun, boys.” Aaron had the sense their proprietor was speaking more to the client than him and Jeremy. Nevertheless, the man wasted little time in taking advantage of his new toys. He slipped the noose off of Jeremy’s neck. While Aaron was relieved his friend was temporarily out of danger, he knew something worse was likely in store.

Sure enough, the man picked Jeremy up, threw him over his shoulder, and began to carry him towards the long table Aaron was strapped to earlier. Taking time to grope Jeremy’s ass, the man then dumped him unceremoniously on the table. First, Jeremy’s legs were pulled down and tied to one end of the table. Then, a strap was pulled over his thighs. The man sat Jeremy up and, working with expert speed, untied his arms and retied them in front. Jeremy tried to put up a struggle, but the man was too swift and too strong. He shoved Jeremy onto his back and pulled his arms up and over his head, tying them to the other end of the table so that Jeremy was stretched out. The man pulled another strap across Jeremy’s chest. Jeremy tried to plead with the man, but he just stared down at the prone Asian’s body. Aaron got even more worried about what was going to happen to his friend. Sure, the rules said no permanent damage, but if this man really wanted to hurt Jeremy or Aaron, there was nothing either of them could do about it.

Fortunately, the man just started to rub Jeremy’s chest and legs. Jeremy was mumbling into his ball gag. The man continued to ignore Jeremy’s pleas for mercy. He moved his hand over Jeremy’s crotch and started to rub. Incredulously and in spite of being vigorously jerked off less than an hour ago, Jeremy began to get hard again. He picked up his head and looked his tormenter straight in the eyes, begging him to stop. The man grabbed Jeremy’s hair and pulled his head back. Aaron tried to shout through his gag for the man to stop. This caught his attention. He stopped stroking Jeremy and turned towards Aaron. For the first time, he spoke to the boys.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you, blondie.” That reaction is not the one Aaron had hoped for. The man slapped Jeremy hard across the face and started walking towards Aaron. Aaron had a mixture of fear and rage growing inside of him as he saw the man stalking towards him. Aaron thought back to just a few hours prior, when he was putting his costume on, excited to have some fun with his friend, looking for crime to fight. Now, there was a very good chance that they would never be going back home again. Aaron was hoping, praying that someone would slip up and leave his bonds loose so that he and Jeremy could escape. A little voice in the back of his head told him that probably was not going to happen.

A glimmer of hope came when the man unbuckled Aaron’s plug gag and pulled it out of his mouth. “Please, let us go. My friend’s parents are very rich, I’m sure they’ll pay you whatever–“ Aaron was cut off by a sharp slap across his face.

“You will only speak when I allow you to speak, is that understood?” Still reeling from the pain of being slapped, he did not answer right away. This earned him another hard slap. “I said, do you understand?”

“Yes! Yes, I understand!”

The man slapped him even harder. “Even though most people call me Chad, you will address me as sir. Is that understood?”

Aaron was shocked. He had seen this kind of stuff in movies and TV, but to experience someone intentionally hurting him because he had disobeyed an unknown and arbitrary rule that “Chad” had set threw him for a loop. The man reeled his hand back once more. “Yes, I understand, sir!”

“Good. Now, I don’t care how much money your little Asian friend has or doesn’t have. He could be the goddamn prince of Monaco for all I care. I am paying my hard-earned money to do whatever I want to you two hot pieces of meat.” Chad put one hand on Aaron’s ass and groped his crotch with the other. Aaron gasped at the sudden act of intimacy. He tried to pull away, but Chad’s grasp was firm. “If I wanted to choke you into unconsciousness while jerking you off, I could do that and you wouldn’t be able to stop me.” Chad took his hand off Aaron’s ass, grabbed the rope around his neck and pulled it tight. Aaron panicked and went up on his toes, trying to avoid suffocation. “Fortunately for you, I like my fuck toys conscious when I play with them.” He let go of the rope and Aaron gasped for air. Chad then slipped the noose off of his neck. Aaron was thrown over Chad’s shoulder and, like Jeremy, his ass was liberally groped as he was carried to the table.

Chad set Aaron down near Jeremy’s legs. Propped up on his knees, Chad set about untying Aaron’s legs. As the rope was unwrapped from around Aaron’s boots, he looked down at his friend. Knowing he would get punished for saying a word, he just looked into his eyes and nodded. Jeremy turned his head away. Aaron saw a tear roll down his cheek. I’ll get these sons of bitches, Aaron thought to himself. If I ever get out of here.

As the final ropes were unwrapped from around his knees, the thought of kicking at Chad and trying to escape flashed through his mind but, once again, he knew that not only would he still have his hands tied, Jeremy would still be bound and gagged at the mercy of these madmen. He resigned himself to his fate as Chad grabbed one of his legs and pulled it over Jeremy’s prone body. Aaron was now straddling Jeremy’s knees. He did not like where this was going. Chad strapped his booted feet to opposite corners of the table and strapped his knees to the sides of the table. He then untied Aaron’s arms. Aaron gasped a sigh of relief as blood began to flow freely to his hands once again. The relief was short-lived as Chad bent him over and secured his arms to the sides of the table as well. Positioned now in front of his face was Jeremy’s crotch. Through the spandex, Aaron could see that his friend’s cock was still hard. He looked up and saw Jeremy’s head propped up, eyes wide above the ball gag.

“Sir, please, don’t make me do this,” Aaron tried to plead with Chad.

“Goddammit. Stupid worthless fucker. You just don’t know how to listen, do you? Since punishment doesn’t seem to work with you, I’ll have to use your little Asian friend here as a surrogate. Maybe that will motivate you.”

“No, sir, please don’t! I’m sorry!”

“I said shut the FUCK UP!” Aaron took his words of advice seriously. He was hoping that his talking didn’t earn Jeremy too harsh a punishment, but he knew better than to speak up about it. Aaron saw Chad go into a corner of the room and grab a few items. When he brought them back over, he set down a small black box with a couple wires coming out of it. At the end of those wires were small alligator clips. Being right next to Jeremy’s chest, Aaron saw that Jeremy figured out rather quickly where those clips were going. He grunted as Chad secured one clip to each of Jeremy’s nipples through the spandex. He tried to plead through his gag, but Chad wasn’t paying any attention. Instead, he turned a dial on the box. The only sound that resulted was a muffled scream from Jeremy. It was clear that electricity was now coursing through Jeremy’s nipples. This continued for what seemed like an eternity. Aaron did his best to keep from shouting out, but could only restrain himself for so long.

“STOP IT! PLEASE STOP!” Aaron finally shouted at Chad.

“No, this is your fault. I’m gonna do this as long as it takes for you to learn to keep your mouth shut.” Jeremy’s face told a tale of pain and misery. His entire body was tense, his muscles tightened and his arms and legs pulling against the restraints. Finally, Chad turned off the electricity. Jeremy groaned a sigh of relief. “Good. Now, I’m going to use this to teach you another lesson.” Chad reached down and pulled Jeremy’s spandex down around his waist, letting his hard dick spring up into Aaron’s face. “I want you to suck your little friends dick real good. If you stop or if you can’t keep him hard…” Chad reached down to the box and gave Jeremy a brief shock.

Aaron gave his friend one last look. As soon as they locked eyes, Jeremy put his head back down on the table, too exasperated to care. Aaron could tell he knew that this was an inescapable fate. Aaron wanted to tell his friend he didn’t want to do this, but glanced at the box and kept his words to himself. Suddenly, a sharp slap on the ass made Aaron yelp in pain. “Get to it, boy!”

Slowly, Aaron took his friend’s cock in his mouth. Never having sucked another man’s dick before, he tried to think of it like sucking on a popsicle. He had seen chicks do it in porn and tried to imitate them as well, not wanting Jeremy to endure any more of the electricity.

As Aaron proceeded to suck Jeremy’s dick, Chad walked around the table, surveying the scene. He stopped right next to Aaron and unzipped his pants. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Aaron saw him start to stroke himself. Aaron jumped as his ass was groped. It was then he realized how vulnerable his ass was, sticking straight up in the air. He redoubled his efforts to get Jeremy off before Chad came to the same realization.

“I hope you’re not trying to get him off, boy. I told you to keep him hard, not make him cum.” Aaron mumbled a little and Jeremy groaned. He had been quiet, but Aaron knew he must be extremely horny, even if it was his best friend sucking him off. “I wouldn’t want anyone cumming before the others.” Others?! Aaron thought to himself. At that point, Aaron began to panic, because Chad had grabbed his spandex and pulled it down over his ass.

Aaron took his mouth off Jeremy’s dick. “Please, sir, I’m not gay, I’ve never done this before.” Chad simply reached over to the box and flipped the dial. Jeremy jerked against the restraints again. Aaron quickly resumed sucking on Jeremy’s dick, his heart now pounding harder than ever in his chest.
A brief moment of relief came when Aaron saw that at least Chad was putting on a condom. “Alright, boy, just relax,” Chad whispered in his ear. Aaron felt him climb up onto the table. Next, he heard a bottle open and something being squirted out. Some cold liquid was being squeezed onto his ass. Then, he felt a finger begin to make its way into his hole. His natural reaction was to tense up. This made the pain worse. “I told you to fucking relax, boy. It doesn’t make a difference to me if you want to tighten up, but if I draw blood, I’m gonna be in big trouble.” Chad continued to shove his finger into Aaron’s ass. Aaron groaned as he sucked on Jeremy’s cock. He finally made his best effort to just relax. The pain did lessen into a simple discomfort. Chad then started working the finger around, loosening Aaron up. After a few moments of this, Chad pulled his finger out. Aaron groaned, not only because of the sensation, but because he knew what was next.

Sure enough, he felt something noticeably larger now making its way inside of him. “Oh yeah, I haven’t had any like this in weeks.” Chad made a sound of satisfaction as his dick fully penetrated Aaron’s ass. Aaron was trying his best to relax, but this hurt like nothing else he’d ever experienced. Groaning in pain seemed to have an interesting effect on Jeremy. The vibrations and gyrations Aaron made was stimulating Jeremy’s already rock-hard erection. Jeremy started to moan through his gag, writhing against the ropes and straps holding him to the table. “Let me try to take your mind off the pain.” Chad reached around Aaron and began to stroke his cock.

As Chad went deeper into Aaron, he began to notice a strange, almost pleasurable sensation. No, this can’t be happening. I can’t enjoy this! Aaron thought to himself. However, his own cock immediately began to betray him as it began to get hard. Aaron decided he may as well try to focus on getting off. Between sucking his best friend’s dick and taking it in the ass from a stranger, getting jerked off seemed to be the best option of the three. Aaron began to moan, trying to pump his hips to facilitate getting jerked off. Soon, encouraged by the sight before him, Chad began to pump harder. With the hand that wasn’t jerking Aaron off, he slapped Aaron’s ass. Aaron jumped and yelped, but continued to suck Jeremy off.

Aaron could feel Jeremy’s cock pulse and throb harder than ever. Knowing what was about to come, he tried to brace himself. What he did not expect was to see Chad’s hand reach for the box and turn the dial up every so slightly. Just as Jeremy exploded into Aaron’s mouth, a mild tingling sensation ran through Jeremy’s body and into Aaron’s. It made Aaron’s muscles tense up. Being right on the brink of cumming himself, he almost involuntarily exploded into Chad’s hand and onto Jeremy’s legs. Almost in a chain reaction, Aaron then felt Chad explode inside of him. In spite of the pain, Aaron could not deny it was one of the most intense experiences he had ever felt.

As the three men came down from their orgasms, Aaron lifted his mouth off of Jeremy’s cock and spit the cum out onto the floor. Breathing heavily, he didn’t know what to say. Besides the fact that his head was swimming with pleasure and pain, he knew any sort of protest would only earn one or both of them more punishment.

Aaron then felt Chad pull out. “Boy, that was amazing. Thank you very much. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.” It was then Aaron noticed Jeremy still slightly jerking in his bonds.

“Sir, please, the electricity.”

“I know. You think I’m stupid? At these levels, it’s not going to cause any damage and he’s not in any unnecessary pain. In fact, it’s really just giving his muscles a nice workout. At worst, he’ll be real sore after I turn it off in about 10 or 15 minutes.” Hearing he was going to be enduring this for another 15 minutes, Jeremy did his best to scream through his ball gag. Thrashing against his bonds did no good, either, as they held as strong as ever.

For the first time, Aaron began to tear up. The frustration and hopelessness of the situation hit him hard. They had done exactly what this bastard wanted, and Jeremy was still getting punished. Aaron realized that obedience was not what this man wanted. He simply got a thrill from being in control of him and Jeremy, being able to do whatever he wanted to them, whenever he wanted. “Please, please, please. I will do whatever you want. Don’t make him suffer. Please.”

“Would you rather be in his position? I could crank up the voltage, too.”

Aaron hesitated. “Fine, I’ll take it. Just don’t punish him any more.” Jeremy looked up at his friend, eyes wide. He shook his head, but then his eyes went wide and rolled up into his head slightly. Chad then turned the electricity off. Jeremy heaved a massive sigh. Again, he looked up at Aaron and mumbled into his gag. Aaron knew what Jeremy was trying to say, but didn’t respond. He was ready to take this for his friend.

Chad proceeded to unstrap Aaron’s legs from the table and tied them tightly together with rope. Still having his arms strapped down put him in the awkward position of having the toes of Jeremy’s boots digging into his crotch. Chad then released his arms and tied them tightly in front. He carried Aaron back to where the nooses were. The young man briefly worried the noose would go back around his neck. Instead, it went around his hands. The winch pulled Aaron’s arms high above his head. He squirmed, hoping he wouldn’t be lifted off the ground. The winch stopped just after lifting his heels up. The toes of Aaron’s boots were the only things in contact with the ground. Already, his calves were starting to tingle.

Aaron then saw Chad walking towards him with a tangle of leather straps and a rubber ball. “Open wide, sexy.” Begrudgingly, Aaron opened his mouth. The ball went in, stretching his jaw open. Then, the straps went around and over his head, securing the ball gag in extremely tightly. Chad went back over to one of the storage units and started digging around. Aaron tried shifting his toes, but if he relaxed his feet, the weight of his body was put onto his arms and shoulders. No matter what he did, the position was painful.

Chad came back with a box, some wires and a couple clamps. The thing that confused and concerned Aaron was a black plug of some kind attached to a wire. Aaron mumbled into his gag. “Don’t worry about it, boy.” These words were not very reassuring to Aaron as his spandex was pulled down to expose his ass again. Aaron started to struggle and tried to plead with Chad. Chad ignored him as he lubed the plug and shoved it inside Aaron. Groaning at the, unfortunately, familiar sensation, he then began to shake nervously at the thought of electricity running through him in this fashion. With no way to beg for mercy, he simply closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable.

After affixing the painful clamps to his nipples, Aaron cautiously opened his eyes. Seeing Chad flick a switch on the box, he tensed up, but no electricity ran through him. Instead, a gentle buzzing began deep inside him. It was not unpleasant at first. Then, the next switch was flicked. A low voltage current was sent through the clamps on his chest. Aaron’s muscles contracted involuntarily. It was the strangest sensation he ever felt. It was as if he were doing the most intense push-up and sit-up he’d ever done, simultaneously. After just a few seconds, he began to regret taking this punishment for Jeremy. However, Aaron steeled his nerves and kept quiet for his friend.

What he saw next, though, made him start shouting and mumbling as best he could through his gag. Chad sauntered back to Jeremy and turned his box back on. Jeremy started screaming things that, if he hadn’t been gagged, would have earned him a severe punishment.

“Well, boys, I’ve got about 10 minutes left. So, get used to this.” Aaron groaned loudly. The buzzing inside him was already starting to stimulate his spent cock. The electricity was helping with the burning in his legs, as he now had no choice but to stand on his toes. It was difficult to stand up straight, though, and this put a good amount of strain on his shoulders. Chad spent the next 10 minutes adding to Aaron and Jeremy’s misery. He spanked Aaron a few times with a crop, pinched Jeremy’s nose shut and ran his hands up and down their spandex-clad bodies. At the end of the time, the “landlord” came back. Upon seeing the boys in such discomfort, he chuckled to himself.

“Well done. This is an impressive set-up.”

“Thank you. They were worth every penny. I’ll definitely be back next week.”

Aaron moaned at the thought of being put through this again. Fortunately, when Chad left, their captor turned off the boxes. Aaron slumped in his ropes. He didn’t care about the strain it was putting on his shoulders. The soreness of the muscles in his torso and his calf muscles were the focus of all his attention. Seeing his friend still bound on the table, Aaron could tell that Jeremy was just as exhausted.

“Boys, I’ve got some good news and some bad news. The good news is the last client we had lined up for you tonight had to cancel.” Aaron and Jeremy both groaned a sigh of relief. “The bad news is, that means I’ve got to lock you two up for the night.” Jeremy began to sob a bit. He struggled as the man worked on his ropes. Aaron watched as Jeremy was untied from the table, tossed over the man’s shoulder and carried out the door. Before the door closed, Jeremy and Aaron locked eyes again. Aaron tried calling out to Jeremy, but the large ball gag stuffed into his mouth once again prevented him from saying anything. After a few minutes, the man came back in, sans Jeremy, and pulled Aaron down from the uncomfortable position he was in. Aaron tried to struggle, but even if he had been putting his full effort in, his muscles were so sore, it would have been no use. Feet and hands still bound together and the gag still wedged in his mouth, Aaron was thrown over the man’s shoulder.

He, too, was taken out the door. The man opened a secret door along the wall. It opened up to a long hallway with many other doors along the way. Aaron could hear muffled shouts and groans coming from behind those doors. Again, his heart began to pound. As they marched down the hall, Aaron got brief glimpses through a couple of the open doors. Behind one was a blond boy wearing tight boxer shorts and combat boots. He was tied spread-eagle to an upright frame. A man was affixing clothespins to his nipples. Layers of duct tape were wrapped around his mouth and eyes. Behind another door, Aaron saw a boy dressed in a black wetsuit. He was bound and suspended upside-down by his bare feet, a leather hood secured around his head. Two men were working on this poor boy. One was whipping his ass and the other was rubbing his crotch. Behind yet another door was a Hispanic boy, with short, spiky hair. He was wearing a pair of spandex tights and the kinds of tall boots that professional wrestlers wear. White bandages were wrapped tightly around his mouth. His arms were pulled high above his head and his legs were tied and spread with a long wooden rod. A man was jerking himself off in front of the squirming, grunting boy. A wire was running into his spandex and seemed to be the cause of his struggling.

Seeing these boys, the hopelessness of his situation finally hit Aaron. He saw with his own two eyes the breadth and complexity of this sex slave operation. Tears welled in his eyes above his gag. The man carrying Aaron stopped at one of the closed doors and opened it. Craning his neck to see inside, he saw two mattresses on the floor. One was empty, but the other held Jeremy. Aaron was relieved to see that his ropes and gag had been removed. His friend was still wearing the spandex, but his boots were lying next to the mattress. A solid-looking steel collar was fixed around his neck and a long chain secured it to the wall.

The man deposited Aaron’s bound body onto the empty mattress. After fixing another collar around his neck, the man untied and ungagged Aaron. “Good night, boys. Rest up, because you’ve got another long night ahead of you tomorrow.” Both Aaron and Jeremy remained silent as the man left the room. A long, awkward silence descended between the two friends. Aaron decided to remove his boots as well. Neither one wanted to look at each other. Stealing brief glances at Jeremy, he saw his friend with his knees pulled to his chest, facing the opposite wall.

After ten minutes of silence, Aaron heard Jeremy start to sob. “Jeremy, it’ll be alright. We’ll figure a way out of this.”

“It’s not that. I mean, it is. I guess I’m glad we’re at least together. But…”

“What? What’s wrong? Besides the obvious?” Aaron forced a chuckle that came out more as a pathetic sob.

“It’s… This is all my fault,” Jeremy blurted out in between his bouts of crying.

“Are you crazy? How could you possibly blame yourself for this?” Aaron was perplexed by his friend’s sudden attack of guilt.

“The man who’s… d-d-doing this to us. He runs the shop where I got these costumes. He must have followed me home. I didn’t notice and I didn’t act on my first instinct to not do this. It’s all m-m-my fault.”

Aaron was shocked. His first reaction was to blame Jeremy for everything that had happened to them tonight. Before lashing out, though, Aaron was able to get his temper under control. “It’s not your fault. No one could have known this was going to happen. We probably had a better chance of catching the Joker tonight than getting caught by these… fuckers.”

Jeremy sniffed. “Yeah, I guess so. Not that it matters anymore,” he lamented. Jeremy then rolled over onto his side and curled up into a ball.

“Listen, Jeremy, we’ll get out of here, OK? I promise.” Even as Aaron spoke those words, though, he knew they weren’t true. Even though he hoped against all reason and logic, Aaron had a feeling deep in his gut that this would be their life for some time to come.
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby fratboydanny » Mon Mar 12, 2012 9:04 pm

As a lover of spandex, tights, and all things superhero related, I can only say Thanks. This is well written and detailed. I hope there will be more.

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby havok978 » Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:45 am

Yay its back :)

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby Jam » Thu Mar 15, 2012 3:48 pm

Brilliant!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby PowerRanger » Fri Mar 16, 2012 3:45 pm

Great to have it back!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby tiedup101 » Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:35 pm

*CLAPPING* What an amazing story with superb detail and awesome bondage. I commend you for your plot and what you have set this story up to be. Wow. All I can really say at this point is thanks. Thanks for making my night.
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby linus42 » Sat Mar 17, 2012 8:13 pm

Thanks for the replies, y'all! Glad you're enjoying the story so far. Again, if anyone has ideas about where they would like the story to go, I would be happy to hear them!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby PowerRanger » Sat Mar 17, 2012 9:23 pm

Well if their captor is the owner of the costume store, maybe they can get their costume changed one day. Two spidermen for example :D

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby tiedup101 » Sun Mar 18, 2012 2:13 pm

I compliment you on the intimate details of the two friends and encourage you to continue to present awkward situations to the two guys. Personally, I am a fan of the steel stockade. I would be happy to see it used in the story. I also love gags, perhaps muzzles could also be used. Thanks, and please, please, please continue!
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby random » Sat Mar 31, 2012 2:18 am

So when are you going to put up the next chapter? Really good story. One of the best. :big:
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby linus42 » Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:54 am

Sorry for the long time between updates, folks. I'm trying to make the next chapter really good, as well as including some of the things y'all requested. I've been rather busy, but here is a sample to whet your appetite. :) Don't worry, I've got alot more than this written.

***********SAMPLE FROM PART 3****************


Aaron and Jeremy, while deciding to remove their boots, kept their spandex on. Aaron felt hypocritical in his modesty. After all, he had just spent all night in various sexually intimate positions with his best friend. Now, when he wanted to get out of his hot, constricting spandex, he wasn’t ready to bare himself. There was a difference between being forced to do something and having the dignity (or lack thereof) to do it himself.

Aaron guessed about an hour passed before the tense silence was broken. It wasn’t either of them that broke it, but the door swinging open. Aaron and Jeremy jumped. Needless to say, it was the landlord who came through the door. Over his shoulder was a wriggling, writhing package. Callously, the man dropped what Aaron now could identify as a young, naked guy onto the floor. Without a word, the man then left.

As horrible as Aaron had imagined their situation, the boy laying before him now threw his predicament into sharp relief. Welts and bruises covered his well-toned and shaven body. Ropes were tied around his body in countless places, binding him into an indescribably tight hogtie. The boy’s elbows, knees, forearms, thighs, waist, shoulders, feet, toes and fingers all had been tied in some form or fashion. Duct tape had been wrapped around his mouth and eyes many times, very effectively blinding and silencing him. The only identifying feature Aaron could discern was a head of shortish, brown hair. Ragged breathing came from his nose and distressing moans were emanating from behind his gag.

Upon closer examination, Aaron soon realized one of the reasons why the brunette was writhing the way he was. A controller of some kind had been taped to his thigh. A wire ran from the controller into his ass. On top of that, a nasty looking crotch rope was running between his legs, securing the plug inside him. In the brief moments when he wasn’t making some kind of noise, Aaron could hear a buzzing sound. Knowing first hand what the boy was going through, he sympathized even more. He started to crawl over to untie the boy.

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby xtc » Fri Apr 06, 2012 12:25 pm

As I usually say: please don't rush your posts. Make sure you are happy before you post anything and it's a good job, as you say, to keep a lot back before posting unless the story is finished.
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby PowerRanger » Fri Apr 06, 2012 4:46 pm

Yup take your time. Lengthy yet quality, I appreciate your effort.

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby random » Sat Apr 07, 2012 12:19 am

I was just worried that it would be forgotten. Thank you for continuing it. It really is a great story.
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby tiedup101 » Sat Apr 07, 2012 1:18 pm

Oh, that was great in itself. Cant wait for more!
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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby tiednw » Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:31 am

Great story! Can't wait for what's going to happen to our Superheroes!

Hopefully the naked new guy is a friend or neighbor of them, who followed them as well!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby TieMeUpTight24 » Thu May 03, 2012 12:53 pm

Can't wait to read the next part of this, usually I only like reading the f/m stories, but this one is a rare m/m one that caught my attention. Its been great so far.

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby tman » Sun Nov 11, 2012 11:16 am

Good story
Boys tied up can look AWESOME

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby mikeybound » Sun Nov 11, 2012 11:32 am

A few weeks, I get it. A few months, a bit sad, but it can't be helped. But nearly a YEAR!? linus, tell us if this story is dead. We've waited so long.

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Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby Rob66 » Mon Nov 12, 2012 2:10 am

pity . . .it was really good!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby linus42 » Thu Feb 14, 2013 12:00 am

I am so sorry y'all :( my life has been taking some unexpected twists and turns and my attention was taken up by other pursuits. I just got distracted and haven't had the chance to finish the story. Another symptom of being a real writer is that the ending is always the hardest (no pun intended) part to write. I promise to finish this story and post it as soon as possible. On a happier note, I'm glad that so many people enjoyed the story and were waiting for a conclusion. Again, I am just sorry that I wasn't able to deliver one in a timely fashion. I will do my best to finish and post by the end of the month!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby PowerRanger » Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:00 am

So excited to see your name again. Almost freaked out, haha. Glad to hear that you are not leaving this unfinished, and yes, life can be like this all the time.
Anyways, good to hear from yo again, and definitely waiting for the conclusion. Is it going to be a 3-part story? Can't believe it's ending :D

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby mikeybound » Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:09 am

He's back!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby havok978 » Thu Feb 14, 2013 7:06 am

Yay!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby linus42 » Thu Feb 14, 2013 11:01 am

Haha wow! Three replies since last night! Again, it's really great to know you guys enjoy and appreciate this story! And yes, this is going to be the epic conclusion! I like to think of this as The Dark Knight of bondage fiction haha. Btw, you all effectively shamed me into writing another three or four pages of the story :p I'm getting into the last bit of it!

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby PowerRanger » Thu Feb 14, 2013 11:27 pm

linus42 wrote:Haha wow! Three replies since last night! Again, it's really great to know you guys enjoy and appreciate this story! And yes, this is going to be the epic conclusion! I like to think of this as The Dark Knight of bondage fiction haha. Btw, you all effectively shamed me into writing another three or four pages of the story :p I'm getting into the last bit of it!


I would honestly love to see a The Dark Knight bondage fiction, while I love Spidey better lol.. I think I ignored that "of".
Anyways, good luck making the epic conclusion haha :D

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1 & 2)

Postby linus42 » Sat Mar 09, 2013 5:10 pm

Here is the long-awaited third part to Aaron and Jeremy (and a new friend's) epic saga. I did lie earlier in saying that this would be the last part of the story, though. It started to get so freaking long and was taking so freaking long to finish, I decided to give y'all most of the rest of the story to slake your thirsts. ;) Expect a proper (and shorter) conclusion to the story to come!


**************************PART 3**************************

Aaron and Jeremy, while deciding to remove their boots, kept their spandex on. Aaron felt hypocritical in his modesty. After all, he had just spent all night in various sexually intimate positions with his best friend. Now, when he wanted to get out of his hot, constricting spandex, he wasn’t ready to bare himself. There was a difference between being forced to do something and having the dignity (or lack thereof) to do it himself.

Aaron guessed about an hour passed before the tense silence was broken. It wasn’t either of them that broke it, but the door swinging open. Aaron and Jeremy jumped. Needless to say, it was the landlord who came through the door. Over his shoulder was a wriggling, writhing package. Callously, the man dropped what Aaron now could identify as a young, naked guy onto the floor. Without a word, the man then left.

As horrible as Aaron had imagined their situation, the boy lying before him now threw his predicament into sharp relief. Welts and bruises covered his well-toned and shaven body. Ropes were tied around his body in countless places, binding him into an indescribably tight hogtie. The boy’s elbows, knees, forearms, thighs, waist, shoulders, feet, toes and fingers all had been tied in some form or fashion. Duct tape had been wrapped around his mouth and eyes many times, very effectively blinding and silencing him. The only identifying feature Aaron could discern was a head of shortish, brown hair. Ragged breathing came from his nose and distressing moans were emanating from behind his gag.

Upon closer examination, Aaron soon realized one of the reasons why the brunette was writhing the way he was. A controller of some kind had been taped to his thigh. A wire ran from the controller into his ass. On top of that, a nasty looking crotch rope was running between his legs, securing the plug inside him. In the brief moments when he wasn’t making some kind of noise, Aaron could hear a buzzing sound. Knowing first hand what the boy was going through, he sympathized even more. He started to crawl over to untie the boy.

“What are you doing,” Jeremy interjected.

“I’m going to untie him.”

“Just wait a second. What if we get in trouble for untying him? I mean, these fucking people will punish us for the most trivial shit and he’s clearly been tied up like that for a reason.”

Aaron was taken aback by Jeremy’s 180 from earlier. “Well, for God’s sake, Jeremy, we can’t just leave him like that. He’s in agony!” Aaron started towards him again. The boy had increased his struggling and moaning in the hopes that one of the voices he heard would release him from his restraints.

“Don’t do it! I don't want to end up like him.”

Aaron glared at his friend. “I took that electricity for you and now you’re being selfish. Go fuck yourself.”

Aaron ignored Jeremy’s protests as he went to untie the poor boy. His heart sank when the leash pulled taut right before he could reach him.

“See? You can’t help him anyways.”

“Shut up, Jeremy. OK, dude? You’re going to have to come towards me if you want me to untie you.” The boy didn’t hesitate to start wiggling his way towards Aaron like a worm. It wasn’t long until Aaron could reach him. First to go was the duct tape. Picking at the ends, it took a minute for Aaron to unwrap it. First came the eyes, then the mouth. The poor kid, under all those layers, even had a ball gag strapped into his mouth. Once Aaron took that out of his mouth, the kid gasped for air. With all of the packaging gone, though, there was something strangely familiar about this kid…

“Tom?” Jeremy asked. That’s when it struck Aaron. This was Tom, one of their old high school classmates. They didn’t really know him well and hadn’t seen him since graduating. What a place to have a high school reunion.

Aaron unbuckled the ball gag and pulled it out of Tom’s mouth. Tom stretched his jaw. He blinked a few times as his eyes adjusted to what little light there was in this room. Upon spying Aaron and Jeremy, Tom simply lay there, stunned.

“What the fuck?”

“Our thoughts exactly,” Aaron replied as he began to untie Tom’s ropes.

“No! No, don’t do that!” Tom shouted frantically.

“Why not? You could help us escape!”

Tom began to hyperventilate. “No, you don’t understand, we can’t escape. I’ve been here for over a week. I’ve tried. The more you try, the worse things get for you. That’s why I’m like this.”

Aaron glanced over at Jeremy, expecting an “I told you so” look. Instead, Jeremy looked just as frightened as Tom. “Tom, if I untie you, you can-“

“I can what?! I don’t have the key to those collars! I certainly don’t have the key to this room! If you untie me, they’re just going to tie me up even tighter and probably put me in a box somewhere. This is the first time I’ve seen another normal person in 4 days. So don’t fucking untie me!”

Aaron was terrified now. “OK, I’m sorry.”

More silence filled the room. Only the slight buzzing and Tom shifting against the buzzing could be heard.

“Look, I’m sorry for yelling at you,” Tom said, head hanging in abject shame and frustration.

“It’s alright. I can’t imagine what you’ve gone through.”

“I do appreciate being able to breath and see properly. Even though it’s probably going to earn me worse punishment.” A deep scowl formed on Tom’s face. “Would you mind turning my vibrator off, too?”

He again shifted as best he could, giving Aaron access to the controller taped to his thigh. Aaron found the switch and turned it off.

“Thank you.” Tom averted his gaze from Aaron and Jeremy. The two friends looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

“How did you end up here?” Jeremy finally asked.

Tom shook his head. “Well, I am gay. And I am into… bondage. But I’m not into shit like this. I met up with some asshole I met online. Once he had me tied up, he turned me over to these fuckers.”

“I didn’t know you were gay.”

“Not many people do.”

Again, a pause in the conversation.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, of course,” Jeremy replied.

Tom turned to look at Jeremy. He cocked an eyebrow. Some of the tension in the room seemed to be about to break. Seconds later, though, a scowl grew back onto Tom’s face. He started to growl and thrash in his bonds.

“You know what? Fuck it! Untie me. I don’t care what they’ll do to me. I’d rather keep trying, because if I just give up, they’ll never let us go anyways.”

Aaron didn’t hesitate to start untying the knots that held Tom so well. His hands started flying, picking and pulling at the knots. Once he got a few of the knots undone, it was quick work to finish untying Tom.

Once free, Tom groaned as he stretched his limbs out. Tom was barely able to move and flex his joints. After a couple minutes of stretching and flexing, though, he had regained most of his full motion.

“Alright, now what?” Aaron asked.

“Well, they keep these doors locked pretty good, so there’s no way we’re going to break out. Our best bet is to wait for someone to come in and I’ll try to beat the shit out of him.”

“And we hope he has a key on him to unlock our collars,” Jeremy said as he tugged at the metal collar around his neck.

Just then, they heard footsteps in the hallway outside. They were soft, but present. Tom pressed his naked body up against the wall behind the door. Aaron threw Tom’s ropes into the corner as Jeremy scrambled onto his mattress, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.

Clicking sounds came from the keyhole. It didn’t sound like a key, though. The clicks were more subtle and lasted for some time. Eventually, the lock clicked. Tom tensed up. The knob turned and the door opened. Tom’s eyes went wide when he saw that the man entering the room was wearing a police officer’s uniform.

He had his gun drawn. When the police officer saw Aaron and Jeremy chained to the wall, he holstered the gun and immediately went to help them. Tom, however, was still trying to stay hidden. His eyes were still wide and he was still clearly very suspicious.

“I’m Officer Jones. Stay calm, boys, I’m gonna get you outta here,” the policeman said. He was examining the lock on Aaron’s collar.

Jeremy noticed Tom’s reluctance to reveal his presence. “Tom, it’s alright! He’s here to help us!”

Jones turned around and saw Tom for the first time. His hand moved instinctively towards his gun. “He’s right, son, I’m here to help you. There’s no need to be nervous.”

“How the hell did you find us?” Tom questioned suspiciously.

“We got a report of a suspected kidnapping tonight. Someone reported the license plate of a car and I spotted it out here. Now, I’ve called in some back-up, but it’s going to be a little while for them to get all the way out here.”

“How do I know I can trust you?”

Officer Jones considered this for a moment. “What’s your name, son?”

“Tom.”

“Tom, I’m going to work the locks on…” he turned to Jeremy and Aaron and got their names. “…Jeremy and Aaron’s collars and then I’m gonna lead y’all outta here. OK? You just gotta trust me on this one.”

Tom struggled with this before finally relenting. “Fine.”

“Good choice, Tom.”

Having put some trust in Officer Jones, Tom became self-conscious. He tried to cover up his crotch.

Jones was already making short work of the collars with his lockpick. “Don’t worry, Tom, I’ve got a blanket in my car and an extra set of cowboy boots for ya to wear. It ain’t much, but at least you won’t be barefoot and you’ll be covered up.”

After the collars were off, Jeremy and Aaron pulled their boots back on and Jones lead all three of them out of the room, gun once again drawn. They moved as silently as possible down the hallway, past a number of other doors. From behind a couple, they heard some sobbing and moaning.

Aaron stopped and grabbed Officer Jones’ arm. “There are more guys in these rooms. We have to help them!” Aaron whispered.

“Listen, son, I can’t risk opening any more of these doors. I don’t know if the people who run this place are armed, whether they’ll take hostages or what. We’ve gotta wait until backup gets here.”

“We can’t just leave them here!”

“I’m sorry! There’s nothing I can do on my own. The only reason I opened your door was because I had to be sure that at least someone was in this place.”

Reluctantly, Aaron, Jeremy and Tom followed Jones out of the warehouse. Once they reached the squad car, Jones pulled the cowboy boots and blanket out of his trunk that he had promised Tom. Tom pulled the boots on and wrapped the blanket around himself.

“Into the back of the car, boys. I’m gonna take y’all to the station.”

They all squeezed into the backseat of Officer Jones’ car without much hesitation. As Aaron ducked into the back and was about to close the door behind him, Tom looked back at the warehouse he had just spent the night in. A bad feeling washed over him, as if leaving with Officer Jones was somehow a mistake. It couldn’t be a mistake, could it? Leaving all those other guys inside, in various states of bondage and distress.

The rest of the policemen will be here any minute, Tom thought to himself. But why aren’t we waiting for them?
Minutes later, they were bouncing down a road through the woods, back in the direction of the city. Tom was sitting in between Aaron and Jeremy. He still had a scowl on his face.

“Hey Officer, I think you missed the turn back there,” Tom said curtly.

“I’m taking a shortcut back to town. Don’t you worry.”

Tom wasn’t worried. He was annoyed. Looking through the grate separating him from the front of the car, Tom spotted Jones’ CB radio. He noticed that it wasn’t turned on. Tom’s eyes widened.

Very discreetly, he tapped Aaron and Jeremy on their legs. They both turned towards Tom.

As quietly as he could, Tom whispered, “The radio isn’t turned on. Cops are supposed to have their radios on all the time.”

Jeremy’s eyes got wide as well. Looking around nervously, he subtly tried the door handle. It moved, but the door did not unlatch. Of course it didn’t unlatch, we’re in the back of a police car.

Not knowing what they could do about the radio discrepancy, the three boys remained quiet as they continued down the road. After a short while, Tom saw a small cabin up ahead. The car began to slow.

“Where are we?” Tom asked.

“I’m sorry, boys, but I lied to ya. We’ve arrived at your new home.”

“What in the fuck are you talking about?” Jeremy demanded.

“I paid a pretty penny for the three of you. Y’all think it was a coincidence that pretty boy here got dropped in your room just before I showed up? Nah, I’ve rented you for the night and I’m gonna have lots of fun with ya.”

All three immediately started to panic and protest. Aaron started to hyperventilate. Jeremy tried to force the door open. Tom was yelling obscenities at Jones. Jones calmly got out of the car and went to Aaron’s door. Before opening it, he drew his gun and pointed it at the car.

After opening the door, Jones said, “Come on, pretty boy, you first.”

“Go fuck yourself!” Tom shouted past Aaron.

Aaron put his hand back in a motion to silence Tom, never taking his gaze off of Jones. Slowly, he stepped out of the car.

“Alright, now shut that door.” Aaron obeyed, locking Tom and Jeremy in the backseat. “Good boy. Now, turn around, put your hands on the car and don’t move.” Again, Aaron did as he was told. Facing the car, Aaron was now looking through the window at Tom and Jeremy. Seeing his friends scared and angry after rescue seemed so close made Aaron tear up.

Jones moved to the trunk of the car and opened it up. Aaron watched out of the corner of his eye. He heard Jones rustling around for a minute before closing the trunk back up. The sound of metal clanking around made Aaron shiver. “Hands behind your back, boy.” Shaking, Aaron brought his hands behind him. He felt the cold steel of handcuffs click around his wrists. A tear rolled down his cheek as the familiar sensation of being restrained began to take hold again. Jones kicked at Aaron’s boots, signaling for him to bring his feet together. Aaron did so and next felt cuffs tighten around his ankles.

Tom was next out of the car, followed by Jeremy. Before long, all three boys were standing in a row, hands and ankles cuffed together. Jones had not allowed Tom the dignity of the blanket this time and so Tom stood in his cowboy boots, but otherwise naked. The sight of a gun quieted most of the protests that had been taking place before. And three identical ball gags further silenced the grunts and groans that did escape from the boys’ mouths.

“Alright, boys, now get a move on into the house.” Jones prodded Jeremy in the back with the gun. Terrified, Jeremy began to shuffle as best he could towards the cabin. In a single-file line, Aaron taking the lead and Jones taking the rear, they made their way to the front door, their steps impeded significantly by the short chains between their feet. Aaron found the front door to be ajar. For some reason, at that moment, under those circumstances, after what he had been through that night, Aaron was reminded of a joke he had once heard about when a door is not a door. In spite of the horror of the situation and the occasional tear running down his face, Aaron let a choked and muffled chuckle out past his gag.

What he saw once inside the house quickly put an end to any amusing thoughts that had been running through his head. It was a fairly small cabin, with a modest kitchen on one side and a fireplace on the other. The windows had been blacked out, the reasons for which were fairly apparent. Most of the one-room cabin was taken up by a vast array of bondage equipment. Hooks and pulleys dangled from the ceiling. Ropes, leather, gags and other devices lined the wall. A chair stood against a wall while a metal stand of sorts was in the corner.

Jones grabbed the terrified Jeremy. At this point, Jeremy didn’t even bother to resist. He simply followed as Jones led him to the metal stand. Positioning Jeremy with his back against it, Jones swiftly secured Jeremy’s ankle cuffs around the bottom of the pole. He then hooked the handcuffs around a horizontal bar. The length and position of the bar forced Jeremy to arch his back and stick his chest and crotch out. Fortunately, there was at least a padded section for Jeremy to rest his back on. Nevertheless, the strenuous position was already causing Jeremy to shake.

Next, Jones shoved Aaron into the chair. Ropes went around Aaron’s chest, waist and arms, securing him tightly to the back of the chair. Jones discarded Aaron’s cuffs, but then proceeded to spread his legs and secure his knees to the chair. Jones took each of Aaron’s boots and pulled them to the back of the chair, securing them to the legs. Aaron wasn’t going anywhere.

“Now, I’m gonna give you two a little something to warm ya up while I work over your friend Tom, here.” Aaron and Jeremy both struggled when they saw Jones pull out a couple of cock rings. He pulled Jeremy’s spandex down just enough so that his cock sprang out. After sliding the ring down his shaft, Jones flicked a small switch and the ring began buzzing gently. It wasn’t a few minutes before Jeremy’s cock began to harden once again. Aaron quickly received the same treatment.

As both boys were left squirming and moaning, Jones turned his attention back to Tom. Tom tried to feebly hobble away, but Jones caught him.

“You’re not going anywhere, boy. I got something special planned for your hot ass.” Jones picked up some more rope and began to secure Tom’s limbs tightly together. The patterns Jones was configuring on Tom were more elaborate than usual. His forearms were pulled up high on his back and secured together with a complex rope harness. Rope went around his thighs, knees and ankles. Again, Jones took off the cuffs since the rope was holding well.

What Jones began to do next alarmed Tom. He began to thread rope through several pullies on the ceiling and tie them off to Tom’s bindings. “Ready to fly, boy?” Tom protested into his ball gag as Jones yanked on the ropes. Soon, Tom was swinging gently through the air. Tom was suspended horizontally above the ground, right at about waist height. His cock dangled down below him.

“You’re at a perfect height for me to use that mouth of yours.” Jones sauntered in front of Tom, positioning his crotch right in his face. Tom looked away, closing his eyes. “Or maybe one of your friends here would want you to suck their cock.” At this, Jeremy and Aaron moaned into their gags. Both were growing hornier with each passing moment, all against their will.

Tom continued to mumble into his gag. “Well, if we’re gonna make you suck dick, I might as well take that gag of yours out.” Jones unstrapped the ball gag and took it out of Tom’s mouth.

“Let go of us, you fucking piece of shit!” Tom spat out as soon as he was ungagged.

“I’d be careful of what you say, boy,” Jones taunted as he walked over to a closet. He pulled out a long pole. At the end of the pole, a large dildo was attached. Jones brought it back to the furious Tom and stood in front of his face. “I’m tempted to give you a little taste.”

“Go to hell!”

Jones immediately and forcefully grabbed a handful of Tom’s hair and yanked his head up. Tom gasped. “I am in control here. You are my slave, my fuck toy and I get to do whatever I want to you and you will take it.” With that, Jones grabbed the dildo end and roughly shoved it into Tom’s mouth. Tom choked and gagged as the dildo was thrust deep in his mouth. “If I want to shove this down your throat and make you gag on it for hours, I could do that.”

Jones pulled the dildo out. Tom hacked and coughed. Jones pulled his head back up as he unzipped his pants. Soon, Jones’ hard cock was out and shoved down Tom’s throat just as deep as the dildo. Tom began to gag again. He struggled in the suspension harness.

Across the room, Jeremy and Aaron were getting nervous for Tom and for themselves. Jones was beginning to show how aggressive he could be.

Meanwhile, Jones forced Tom to suck his cock for several minutes before pulling out. “Now, you wanna keep mouthing off, boy?”

Tom continued coughing. Jones yanked on his hair. Tom finished coughing, glared at Jones and whispered, “No, sir.”

“Good boy. Now, back to the task at hand.” Jones grabbed Tom’s dangling cock and worked it until it got hard. Then he continued to work it for a few minutes, getting Tom to the edge before stopping. Though Tom had learned to stay quiet, the edging, not to mention everything else that had transpired and was about to transpire, visibly frustrated him.

Watching this, Jeremy let out a moan of sympathy. Unfortunately, Jones misinterpreted this. “Oh, a little jealous, are we?” Jeremy shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’ve got plans for your cock, too.” Jeremy was somehow not reassured.

“Let’s get you repositioned.” Jones started to retie Tom’s legs. He untied them and, one by one, retied them ankle-to-thigh in a frog tie so that the heels of his cowboy boots were pressed firmly against his ass cheeks. A short spreader bar went in between his knees and a rope came down from the ceiling to hold everything spread horizontally. Tom was looking back, wiggling around, testing the new position. He struggled a bit harder when he saw Jones raise the dildo and position it above his ass.

The dildo was pushed into Tom’s hole, slowly but surely. Tom groaned as it stretched, finally finding its way inside. “I hope your prostate isn’t too sensitive, boy. You should know the rules about cumming before you’re given permission.” Jones secured the pole to the ceiling so that it was fixed there. Then, he turned a dial and the dildo began to vibrate and pulse on the low setting. Tom moaned in pleasure. Jones grabbed his cock and stroked it again. He proceeded to edge Tom for a good 15 or 20 minutes. By the time he stopped, Tom was a dripping, moaning mess.

Jeremy and Aaron were faring no better. The buzzing cock rings had been keeping their cocks hard for the better part of a half hour. After securing a ring gag in Tom’s mouth, Jones turned his attention to them at last. He spent about 45 minutes teasing them, tormenting their nipples and edging their cocks.

“You boys are probably all ready to cum by now, huh?” Though none of them were about to admit it to Jones, it was true. Inconceivably, Aaron and Jeremy were ready to cum for a third time that night. “Well, let’s get y’all workin’ on each other.”

The three guys didn’t like the sound of that, but even Aaron and Jeremy were not surprised at this point. Jones grabbed Jeremy first and dragged him over in front of Tom’s face, stand and all. Jeremy’s rock hard, exposed and thrusting cock stood inches from Tom’s ring gag. Little was left to the imagination. To add to Tom’s discomfort, a rope was attached to the back of his gag and threaded down past the dildo, between his legs and tied off to his cock and balls.

“Better keep that head up.” Indeed, if Tom didn’t strain to keep his head up, the rope yanked on his crotch. Now that he was forced to stay in position, Jones slid Jeremy forward and his cock found its way into Tom’s mouth. Jeremy moaned and Tom groaned.

Jones left them that way while he wandered back to Tom’s legs. He first yanked the dildo out. Tom yelped in surprise. Next, he sighed in relief as his legs were untied and allowed to rest on the floor.

“Don’t get too comfortable yet. I took that dildo out for a reason. We can’t let Aaron over here miss out on the fun.” Tom moaned and struggled a bit. He wanted to try and get a good kick in on Jones, but even if he knew that wouldn’t earn him a severe punishment, the spreader bar still effectively hobbled his legs. As if Jones sensed Tom’s unfulfilled desires, he roped his booted feet off to rings in the ground.

Next, Jones went to retrieve Aaron. Aaron put up an obligatory struggle as his arms were tied in front of him and he got pulled up out of the chair. He was forced to hop across the room towards Tom’s prone ass.

“Mmmmm, I bet that even though this boy is straight as an arrow, he would fuck your perfect ass in a heartbeat if it meant he was able to cum.” Aaron protested into his gag. Jones grabbed Aaron’s cock and stroked it briefly, then shoved him right up to Tom. Aaron’s arms were tied up above his head, then his legs were untied and his ankles were retied to Tom’s ankles.

“Looks like the blond boy is a bit taller than, you, boy toy.” Jones pulled the rope and raised Tom 3 or 4 inches, stretching his legs taut and leaving the soles of his boots dangling just off the ground. Then, and as a final insult to Aaron’s dignity, Jones guided his still-hard cock inside Tom’s ass.

Aaron had been through the wringer. He had gone from going on what was supposed to be a harmless, fun night with his friend to being put in bondage, forced to jerk off, then suck off and now fuck not just another guy, but a friend. The last vestiges of his dignity evaporated like a small puddle out of the desert.

Jones tied a rope around the two guys’ waists, leaving just enough slack for Aaron to thrust in and out of Tom’s hole. The intention was not lost on either guy.

“Feel free to stimulate yourselves as much as you’d like, boys. Just remember no one gets to cum until I say so.” Yet again, neither Aaron nor Jeremy were eager to fuck Tom’s holes willingly. They both noticed Jones grab a nasty-looking whip. They then quivered in fear as he pulled their spandex down just enough to expose their asses.

“Maybe this’ll give ya some motivation to fuck your friend here.” Jones then began to take turns whipping Jeremy and Aaron’s ass. They yelped and jerked as blow after blow landed. Their asses quickly turned red. Jones was obviously taking great pleasure in watching the two boys shake and dance to avoid the whip. He would take short breaks to pull out and stroke his own cock.

Tom, meanwhile, was the victim of a good pounding in his mouth and ass every time the whip landed on Aaron and Jeremy. After a while, Jones decided to lay the whip across Tom’s back. Tom began to cry and groan into Jeremy’s gag. After over a week of constantly being used and abused and played with by a constant stream of random men and being so close to rescue only to have it be a ruse, Tom was right back where he started and no closer to being free.

Finally, Jones stopped with the whip. He immediately went to Tom’s cock and got him hard again. Tom moaned as he was then edged for another 10 or 15 minutes. All three boys were incredibly horny in spite of themselves.

“You wanna cum, boy?” Tom reluctantly nodded his head. “How about you two?” Aaron and Jeremy agreed with even more reluctance. “Well, in case you needed any more motivation, Tom here is going to be the last one to cum. I’m gonna lube him and I up real good and start stroking non-stop. If he cums before any three of us, I am going to tie him in a ball, wrap him in duct tape, stuff him in the trunk and take the bumpy road on the way back to the warehouse.”

Tom bucked and struggled and protested at this new predicament. Jones squeezed some lube into his hands. “I suggest you two get at it.” He grabbed his cock and Tom’s cock and began to slowly stroke. Tom moaned loudly. It didn’t take long for Jeremy to start pumping in and out of Tom’s protesting mouth and Aaron to start thrusting voluntarily into Tom’s ass. Both pitied Tom more than ever at this moment.

Jones was enjoying the situation very much. Toying with Tom, going fast for a few seconds, then slowing down. Teasing him, bringing him right to the brink. Jeremy and Aaron were able to get themselves close in a matter of minutes. Though they were incredibly horny, their primary concern was for Tom’s well being at this point. Though they couldn’t see it, Tom’s cock was pulsing and throbbing in Jones’ hand. Jones, too, was moaning and grunting at this point. All four were ready to cum.

Jones was the first to blow his load. He directed it onto Tom’s back, shooting far over and onto Tom. The excitement made him stroke Tom’s cock harder. Aaron sensed this and pumped hard into Tom’s ass, shooting his own seed deep inside of him before Jones had even started to cum down. Seconds later, Jeremy finally blew his load down Tom’s throat. Almost as soon as he felt the cum shoot into his mouth, Tom let go and came hard. He groaned as his cock pulsed, shooting stream after stream of hot cum onto the floor of the cabin.

All three boys were panting into their gags (or in Tom’s case, Jeremy’s cock and a gag). Jones was groaning and tugging on his cock and Tom’s. A minute after giving in to the body-wracking pleasure of the orgasm, Tom renewed his struggles and mmmmphing. Jones chuckled.

“You think I’m just going to let you out, don’t you? Well, I think you three need to spend a couple hours with nothing but your thoughts so that you can think about how a good slave boy should behave.” They all began to protest and struggle. Over Tom’s eyes went a leather blindfold. Over Aaron and Jeremy’s heads went heavy leather hoods. The two friends couldn’t even hear now in those hoods. Tom could hear, though, and he heard a shower run.

As the next couple hours crawled by, the night ran through Aaron’s head. He began to stew on all the things he could have done differently. He shouldn’t have agreed to go along with Jeremy’s idea. He shouldn’t have been late to meet Jeremy. He should have called the police instead of going into the warehouse by himself. Jeremy was having his own regrets, similar to Aaron’s.

Tom had had plenty of time to consider his regrets as he had been kept bound and gagged in various forms over the last 9 days. If he ever got free, he had vowed to never let himself get tied up by a stranger again.

At some point, Tom heard footsteps approach and then Jeremy’s cock was finally pulled out of his mouth. Jeremy mmmmphed and struggled as he was untied and resecured in handcuffs with a short chain hobbling his legs. The same process was applied on Aaron. At last, Jones lowered Tom down, but did not undo his blindfold, gag or chest harness.

“I think you’re gonna ride back roped up like that, boy. You’ve had some time to get used to it, unlike your friends here.” Tom immediately started cursing at Jones through his ring gag. The words coming out of his mouth were more intelligible than with a more… filling gag. “Looks like I’m even gonna have to add a bit to keep you quiet.” Jones grabbed a leather muzzle from out of a drawer. Aaron could see it had a rubber pecker sticking out of it. Jones fit the pecker snuggly into Tom’s ring gag, then buckled the straps around his head. It only covered the lower half of his face, but it looked tight and did a good job of muffling his continued obscenities. Jeremy whimpered in sympathy at Tom’s ongoing predicament.

At gunpoint, once again, Jones prodded the three exhausted young men out to his cruiser and forced them into the back seat. As the door slammed shut and the car started up, Aaron, Jeremy and Tom all sighed in despair as they began the long drive back to the warehouse.

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1, 2 & 3)

Postby PowerRanger » Sat Mar 09, 2013 9:18 pm

It's here! Not exactly was what I was expecting, but definitely interesting. Can't believe it's ending though, or in other words, I can't see the ending coming in this way. lol

Re: Superheroes (Parts 1, 2 & 3)

Postby mikeybound » Mon Mar 11, 2013 1:28 am

You're finally back! So glad to read more.
Only one problem. Doesn't this whole thing, from moving to the gun to the lack of supervision, break the warehouse rules?