High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Wed Feb 23, 2011 12:19 pm

This story is based on the events that transpired recently. I was walking down my dorm hallway to see my friend Jason. He was in another side of campus, and we had been friends for many years. He is 21, and like to drink alcohol and smoke. However, his influence is not that bad because he has never been drunk or gotten any bad side effects from his smoking. Anyways, as I approached his door, I knocked silently and waited for his response from the interior. About five minutes passed before he opened the door. His roommate, Jeff was there along with his twin brother Erik. The boys in the apartment complex was shirtless and barefoot, so in a natural response, I removed my shoes and socks, and stripped off my shirt. Jason started a conversation with me, when he asked if I wanted to play NBA Live 2k11 with him on his brand new Xbox 360. I agreed, and that is when he dropped the bombshell. He said the loser has to submit to the winner by being tied up and has to accept any torture the winner wanted to dish out. We shook hands, and the game started. I was using the Phildelphia Sixers and he used the New York Knicks. It was a close game throughout until the final two minutes, when he beat me 99-98. So, I had not only lost the bet, but had to be tied up and tortured. I was quesy on the inside because he has never tied me up before. However, it was too late to turn back time.

Jason told me to lay on my tummy, and put my hands behind my back. His roommate and brother grabbed my ankles so I would not think about running away. Jason duct taped my wrists, and then did the same with my ankles. He then connected them together forming a strict hogtie. After stuffing a rag in my mouth and securing it with duct tape, Jason blindfolded me with a sleeping mask that people usually use at airplanes to help them sleep. I felt the boys lift me up, and carry me to the kitchen table, and then everything was silent until Jason started tickling my feet with his fingers. My laughter was not as audible, but the boys enjoyed tickling my feet. They took turns using a variety of objects, like a ball point pen, sponge, electrical toothbrush, and a fork to drive me crazy. At some point, I got hard, and the boys commented on that. So, the tickling was intense, but it would get more intense. They then proceeded to rub ice cubes up and down my feet, and it was very cold and agonizing. They took their sweet time rubbing the ice slowly in my arches, over my heel, and on my tops and bottoms of my feet. After using the ice, they stopped the torment of my feet, but a knock at the door interrupted the scene. Instead of untying me, they opened the door, and it was the RA, and she saw me tied up

To Be Continued.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Wed Feb 23, 2011 2:28 pm

Sensing that we were messing around, she had her hands on her hips, as she questioned Jason and his roommate. They explained that it was part of a bet. Well, that was true, but the RA demanded that they untie me. So, it was a short tie up session when the RA walked in, but the boys smiled, as if they were planning something more for me. When the RA marked that the apartment was clean and safe, she left us alone. However, our games was not over, as Jason picked up my legs before I could react; Jeff helped grab my wrists. They carried me to the back of their van, and slammed the door behind me. In this dark cascade, I did not make out what is about to happen. Sometime later, the van stopped, and the boys retied me in the same manner as in the apartment. I realized that we were in an open field in the middle of what seemed like nowhere. There was a tree trunk, that had been horizontally cut down, revealing an aclove of trees and a grassland. My friends was hesistant to decide what to do to me, now that I was bound, blindfolded and gagged, so they discussed it amongst themselves, and there was something in my mind that told me to relax and just let the things happen as they are.

So, in one minute, they got out a water hose and sprayed me with a jet of water to my face, and it cooled me down since it was hot in the current area. However, they did not give me a chance to ponder it because they sprayed me again for a few more times. Jason just smiled as he saw what was going on, according to what I found out later. Then, I heard the zippers open up, and then, to my utter surprise, they did the one thing that no boy should ever do. Being all 18+, they urinated on me, and it was so horrible that I wanted out of the situation, but it was my inability to escape that caused the boys to laugh out loud. So, there I was dozed with urine, and then there was a sound of a truck approaching, and the boys scrambled to pick me up and load me onto the van before the occupants of the truck could see what was going on, but did they make it or did this story have an unhappy ending?

To be Continued
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Feb 23, 2011 5:34 pm

Aw, and for a brief shining moment (before I remembered that this was in True Tugs) I thought from the title that this was about ME. Aw Shucks. :lol:
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
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Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:42 am

jay wrote:So, in one minute, they got out a water hose and sprayed me with a jet of water to my face...

they urinated on me, and it was so horrible that I wanted out of the situation


Well, hopefully they would have used that water hose again to clean you off had they not been interupted. Funny though; elsewhere you've indicated you like such things! Oh well.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:47 am

When it is consensual fun. This was not.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:02 am

jay wrote:When it is consensual fun. This was not.

Oh. Well, as my cousins were fond of telling me when they pulled a prank on me that elicited squawks of outrage, "That's the chance you take when you let someone tie you up!" :wink:
And yes, they occasionally aimed some golden showers at ME as well. Usually outdoors of course although a couple of times they plopped me into the bathtub instead.
But in my case I didn't mind as much as I let on, but of course expressing outrage was considered obligatory. Just maybe (probably not but maybe) your 'friends' thought the same thing was occurring here or at least had reason to believe you *sometimes* enjoy these things? After all, even *I* never told my friends I LIKE being pissed on!!! They simply figured it out for themselves, and in my case at least were reasonably correct - but even then I never told them they were! Hell no. You kidding? I had some pride!!! So... well, you see my point?
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:36 am

Up to the point they urinated on me, it was fun
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:43 am

Which didn't answer my question about what they thought you were feeling about it. Oh well. Never mind.
Anyway, looking forward to the rest of the story.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:17 am

Suprisingly, the people in the opposing truck did not see my bound body being lifted into the van, which is a good thing. Instead of having legal ramifications, the boys managed to defy the law and take me to a county park in the outskirts of the city. In the mddle of the park was a jungle gym. They tied my arms to monkey bars, and duct taped my mouth so I would be quiet. After leaving me dangling by my arms for 15 minutes straight, the real torture started. They slapped my tummy until it turned bright red, and it was insensially a pink belly. I was not happy at this as the slaps got louder and more vicious. I started to cry, and it was only then, did the boys showed me sympathy when they stopped the slapping. However, my rest was short lived because at the moment it ended, they started to poke me with a sharp stick. It left red marks in a circular fashion all over my tummy around my belly button. Now, I realized a potential problem. When I go out for my swim meet, would people question me about the red marks? The thought of this made me feel horrible. These boys did not any reason to let me go, but it was all part of a bet which I could not escape from. After slapping me again for 15 more minutes, they released me from the monkey bars, and told me to run before anyone else could see me. I got home in the evening and realized that my girlfriend had called me, and wanted to hang out, but my hands was tied for the afternoon. There was something in my mind that wanted to extract revenge on the boys that tied me, but I let it slide until the following evening.

To be Resolved
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:51 am

Hmmm... for someone who was supposed to be your friend for many years Jason certainly showed a strange lack of consideration for you.
In all the time I had TUGs with my cousins and various other friends in adolescence, they played numerous pranks on me that they knew would make me annoyed (such as taking every opportunity to tie me into a specially rigged toboggan and riding on it - and me), but never did they once do anything new without making sure was okay with it first. Acceptance the first time was however considered acceptance for any later time as well, but even then they were usually right. They were never deliberately vindictive or too cruel to me (well, save maybe for that one misunderstanding involving David and his brother Brian, and even that was resolved happily enough).They always knew if they were starting to go too far and always stopped on such thankfully rare occassions. Much as they loved playing pranks on me (and they did so on a regular basis for years), they never truly hurt me nor ever wanted to. So the actions of your so-called friend frankly seem puzzling to me. What kind of friend disregards the feelings of another friend so casually like that if he was as way off interpreting your feelings as you say?
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:55 am

I think part of it was thinking he was in control because I had lost the bet to him. Also, I seek revenge as anyone who is tied should feel the need to do.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Feb 25, 2011 12:08 pm

jay wrote:Also, I seek revenge as anyone who is tied should feel the need to do.


Hmm. I never did. But then, as i said, my cousins and friends never abused me past my limits or desires in the way you're describing either. I doubt they seriously even thought they were doing so; they knew me better than I knew myself at the time. They never really did anything to me I truly resented (or at least resented for long), so taking revenge was almost never an issue for me and something I never did or wanted to do.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby Jay Feely » Sat Mar 05, 2011 10:29 am

Jason was sleeping peacefully, but he made a few mistakes in the evening. He left his keys in the lock, so I was able to access his room. He left the same bondage material he used on me near his desk next to his bed. So, I grabbed, and carefully tied his wrists and ankles to his own bed. He was wearing a shirt but he was also barefoot so I blindfolded him with a piece of cloth tied around his eyes, then added duct tape on top of that, so he would not escape. When, I activated a horn in his ear, he woke up confused and scared. He started to scream, but I muffed his voice with my hand over his mouth and he settled down

I said nothing as I started to tickle his right foot with my fingers. Jason was laughing at my first slightest touch, so it made me happy. I had also wore a mask so he could not recognize me. I tested his toes with my tongue and he let out an electrifying laugh, that must have been audible throughout the entire building. I then tickled his heel, making circular motions and it drove him insane. The tickling became too much for him to handle, and he begged me to stop, but there was nothing he could do about it. So, I moved on to his arches, and spider tickled them, making sure to catch every spot of his tender and sensitive foot. It was at that moment that he urinated on the bed, and he was blushed red on his face, so it was an amazing sight to me. Then, I moved on to his left foot with similar method of tickling I had used on his right foot. After a long ten minutes of working on his feet, I rolled up his shirt, and started to attack his stomach with a feather I picked up on the ground on the way to his apartment. He giggled and it was not as sastifying for me, so I tried to dig into his belly button to see if his reaction would increase, and it did. This time, he screamed as tears rolled down his eyes. After about 12 minutes on his tummy, I moved up to his final spot, the dreaded armpits. I have heard from his friends that he is very sensitive in his underarms, and now it was my chance to find out if it was true or not. I noticed that he had kept it clean shaven, and it was a plus for me. I dug into the hollow pit with my fingers, and he let out a laughter that was non-human. In fact, it was very creepy because he sounded like a deformed animal. I spent a great deal of time on his underarms, and was having fun that I did not notice his roommate walking in. He was quite amused at the sight of Jason being tickled by me that he actually encouraged me to continue tickling him. Jason, for the 1st time since I spent time with him, let up a profantic word, and it surprised his roommate and I. His roommate suggested we give him tickle punishment for uttering a bad word, and I agreed. For the next 30 minutes, both of us attacked his underarms and feet, and he peed a couple more times, and it was driving him up a wall.

Then, I had to leave due to a meeting, so I left him bound, but as I walked down the hallway, I could still hear his laughter, and wondered "Boy, his roommate is going to get him good" as I smiled walking to my meeting.

The End
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: High Time with Jason

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Mar 07, 2011 9:51 am

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