This is my first post but I've looked about so I know what it is I need to do. To start my name is John, I'm a 5ft9, black haired and brown eyed boy. The other person in this story is a friend of mine, named Stephen (who has given permission for me to tell this, without using our full names)who is also 5ft9, but brown haired and blue eyed boy.
It was a simple start, we were at his house the day before his 16th birthday making arrangements for his big day and playing xbox at the same time. I was just about to leave and he suggested that I stay the night as he lived only a few minutes away from the cinema where we planned to go the next day. I agreed to stay and so we went up to his bedroom, we watched simpsons episodes until 11:00 by which time he had fallen asleep, so I turned off the DVD and joined him. While he was sleeping he held my hand, I didn't mind though so I let him keep hold. Stephen I will admit has beautiful feet and ofcourse I like feet (dunno why) so as we held hands I rubbed my sole along the top of his smooth foot and scratching the bottom of my foot with his toes. He smiled and began giggling and eventually the hand holding became a hug. Again I didn't mind and I fell asleep like that. I woke up later to find I and him had stripped down to our boxer shorts and now had our hands placed down each others. I tried to edge off but it was no good so I slept again with his hands down my pants. For the final time I'd woken up it was 8:30, my hands were bound behind my back with duct tape, my feet tied together aswell and a sock in my mouth with tape over it. I was confused by the new awakening and tried to free myself but it was no good. I just fell off the bed. I rolled over and looked around the room, which is when I'd noticed Stephen tied up and gagged exactly like myself. It turned out he had tied me up and then woken his younger brother to tie him up in the exact same way.
I managed to sit up and wriggle painfully over to him, I nudged him until he was fully concious and tried to shout at him, but it just sounded like 'mmmmph mmmmph'. The rest of his family were out leaving us home alone and stuck. The first thing we did was remove the gags which afterwards I exclaimed 'dude I love your feet and all, but the sock is too much' he laughed and pushed himself up to stand. I did the same, we hopped across the landing trying not to laugh but we couldn't help it, we sat at the top of stairs and slid down them. His cat at the bottom got a huge scare. Again we got up and hopped to the kitchen and got ourselves some knives. This was quite helpful and we were free in no time. We discussed how fun it was while watching GMTV. We then looked at each other and he said 'you can tie me to the bed and lick my feet if you like while we have time' I shot up and dashed for the duct tape. We ran upstairs and that was the start of our 11 month relationship which we are still in, we tie each other up every time the house is empty and mess around with each other, he's the best. And he's my tied up, fun bun.
I hope you all enjoyed this, I think it was a bit too long getting into it but oh well.
Lots of love, John
xxxxx