How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby run2win98 » Thu Jun 04, 2015 2:39 pm

Let's see...where to start, where to start...

Alden and I were 12 at this time.

Alden was the same age as me and was one of the bigger kids in our elementary school. He was kind of a bully, kind of a smart-ass, and not very well liked by anyone. He had no real friends that he hung out with, and I can't think of a single girl in the school that ever paid any attention to him. He lived right around the block from me and our families knew one another pretty well, in fact our parents had known one another since before he and I were born. He and I were not “friends” in the popular sense of the word and didn't ever really hang out together, do anything together, and has no interests in common. One day toward the end of our sixth grade year I was leaving the school grounds and going to walk home. Alden asked me to wait up and he'd walk with me. We walked, talked, joked a bit and as we got closer to his house, he asked if I wanted to come in and hang out for a while. I called my house and left a message with one of my sisters as to where I was and that I'd be home for dinner. Both Alden's parents worked and he had a fifteen year old sister who was never home, so after school we had the place to ourselves fro several hours. We had something to drink and watched a little TV and at some point wandered back to his room. Boys being boys, eventually we ended up wrestling around on his floor and because he was much bigger than I was (I was a small, scrawny, slip of a kid) I ended up pinned on my back, Alden straddling me with my arms pinned down under his knees. At that point there was as a lot of endless face slapping, tickling, and me begging for it to stop with his answer always being “no”. That scene played a couple of times that week pretty much exactly the same way, except one time in particular.

On this day, as I lay there pinned helplessly under him as he tortured me, my face growing redder and redder from the slapping, Alden stopped mercifully (or so I thought) and said,
“I'll let you up on one condition”
“Fine! Anything! Just please stop” I said.
“If I let you up, you have to do whatever I say, deal?” he said.
Apparently I thought about it too long and the slapping turned to poking me in the chest...with some impromptu slapping thrown in as well.
“OK! OK! Anything you say, I'll do it!” I answered because anything had to be better than this.
True to his word he stood up and allowed me to do the same. He stood facing me was positioned between me and the door to his room which was open at the time. He looked right at me and said,
“Alright, take your clothes off”
Now that kind of hit me hard for a minute and it was then that I noticed the bulge in his pants. From my previous vantage point with him on top of me I guess I was never able to see it. I was hard too and in fact I noticed from the first time he pinned me down that I within a short period of time I was getting hard. I always wondered if he'd noticed that on me but he never said anything. So now there I was with his last command and with him between the door out and me. It occurred to me well, it's just us here and so with a little hesitation, I started to undress. While I was doing that, he moved over to his closet and began unlacing a pair of basketball shoes he had in there. I gave another thought to bolting for the door, but I was down to my underwear at that point and figured I wouldn't get very far. When he stood back up and saw I still had my underwear on he said,
“Come on, everything!”
I slipped them off and stood there naked, trembling, and wondering what could possibly be next.
“Turn around” he said.
He walked up behind me, pulled my wrists behind me and tied them with one of the laces. When he was done he said,
“Try and get out of that”
I pulled this way, that way but couldn't get out of it.
The I felt him push down on my shoulders slightly and he said,
“On the floor”.
I went down on one knee then the other and he helped me lay face down on the carpet. Then he turned around and sat on my butt facing my feet.
“Bend your knees” he said.
When I did, he crossed my ankles and tied them together as well. He pushed them back down and then as he stood up he SMACKED my bare ass hard. He stood with his feet on either side of me and said again,
“Try and get out of that”
I struggled as best I could but with his feet on both sides of me I couldn't really turn on my side to get any leverage. I wasn't able to get out and was getting tired quickly.
“Keep trying” he said.
As I laid there panting and beginning to sweat, but still trying to get untied, I almost didn't notice that he was gathering up my clothes and shoes. With them in his hands, he walked out of the room and was moving around the house somewhere I could barely hear him, but couldn't see him. He returned and sat right back down on my ass straddling me again.
“Can't get loose, huh?” he laughed.
With one hand he grabbed my tied wrists and held them in the small of my back, with his other hand he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushing my head down he leaned over and said,
“Even if you did, where are you gonna go, where are your clothes?”
He sat up and the merciless bout of tickling started immediately. I was dying and I could barely catch my breath from laughing so hard but his hands were all over me and he would not stop no matter how much I pleaded. I was very hard now and had I even had the right mind to think about it, I'm sure he was too. Every so often I'd feel him slide back a bit and while I got a reprieve from the tickling, he'd SMACK my bare ass once or twice and then start tickling again. Eventually the tickling stopped and I felt him lift his weight off of me a bit. He rolled me over onto my tied wrists and stared down at my hard dick. Then pushed me back over onto my stomach. He stood up and grabbed each of my upper arms and helped me to my knees, which was tough because I was sweaty and exhausted.
“Move over to the edge of the bed” he said.
I scooted as best I could on my knees over to the edge of the bed and he pushed my upper body onto the bed. He knelt down behind me and with one hand pushed my head down onto the mattress, with his other hand he reached around me and started stroking my dick. I was already out of breath and panting, my head was swimming, so everything just all blended together and I came very quickly. I laid there bent over the edge of the bed, breathing heavily while he retrieved a sock from his laundry basket and cleaned up the small mess I'd just made and his hand. He untied my wrists and ankles and when I was free he said,
“Go find your clothes before someone comes home” and he SMACKED my ass again.
I wandered around his house naked, sweaty, and tired, looking for my clothes while he followed me making fun of me and telling me how many seconds I had to find them before he shoved me out the door to walk home naked. I finally found them on the table out on the screen porch and I got dressed as quickly as I could. Once I had my clothes and was walking out the front door he stood on the stoop and said,
“Come back tomorrow and we'll do some more.”

So the plans had been drawn and were well under construction on how I would view sex & sexuality for the rest of my life. I was a bit confused as to what had just happened, but I knew for sure that I liked it...a lot. And yes, I did come back.

To be continued...


I hope you enjoy this story, I have maaaaaany more stored up in the ole brain-pan that I'd love to share. If I posted this in the wrong place, then please act like an adult and just let me know without getting all righteous and demando-commando on me. Trying to find the right place to put this story is not exactly intuitive.

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby pisolo » Fri Jun 05, 2015 2:51 am

Continue

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby barefoot99 » Fri Jun 05, 2015 9:39 pm

more please
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby Duct Tape Boys » Wed Jun 10, 2015 10:17 pm

VERY NICE! I hope there is more soon.
Silence is Golden!
Duct Tape is Silver!
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When I'm done with you,
You'll be Bound & Gagged

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby tedbangor » Sat Jun 13, 2015 4:54 am

A great start which I hope will be followed up on.

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby run2win98 » Sat Jun 13, 2015 11:33 am

Hey thanks for all the positive feedback everyone. It's nice to finally contribute a little something rather then just read through everyone else's writing..which are great too! I will be adding to this, it's just been a hectic couple of weeks as I'm still job searching after being laid off recently. Thanks again :O]

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Jun 24, 2015 4:23 pm

Great start! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby mitchelaiden » Mon Jul 13, 2015 5:39 pm

Great story, hope to read what happened next :wink:
Sock gags, underwear gags;
I don't care as long as they are well worn and sweaty

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby djtsox » Mon Aug 24, 2015 9:02 am

can't wait to read the next chapter

Re: How it all started for me (m/m)

Postby Lake Lover » Mon Aug 24, 2015 4:48 pm

I liked the way the boys eased into it. Did you ever return the favour with Alden? I would like to read about it!