Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby sockgaggedjason » Sun Jan 01, 2017 3:38 pm

NOTE: this is part two of chapter one which originally appears in the M/M g-rated fictional tugs area, found here:
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The Bondage Adventures of the Lakewood High Boys (Continued)

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Warning: This part of Chapter One is very sexual and erotic. Intended for adults so not under 18 years old. I’ve moved it to the adult section. This is also a M/M bondage fictional story with a lot of smelly sock and sneaker involved with the tie up games.
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Chapter One, End of Chapter: Spencer Joins the Wrestling Team
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When last we left the boys…

Spencer had only moments left to free his bound wrists as the other boys counted down the remaining seconds. Spencer’s sweaty wrists were navigating the tight ropes and he was close to winning.

Unfortunately, when they counted to zero and said “Times up!” Spencer hadn’t completely freed his hands from the restraints.

James was eagerly standing by with his moist, balled up Nike sock. Kenneth knelt close to his best friend, removed the gross Nerf ball, pinched his nose and tilted his head back. “You’re up James!” Kenneth laughed.

Spencer didn’t resist as James shoved the smelly sock deep in to his mouth while the three teengers watched. The young hostage was tasting the heinous scent. He immediately got an erection and hoped that they wouldn’t notice. Being on his stomach and dressed in jeans, he was safe for the time being.

Kenneth was reaching for the duct tape, likely so they could tape his mouth shut when they were disrupted by the worst sound ever. His mother yelling, “Get to bed!” at him from upstairs.

Their game was up! The disappointed boys had to break it up for the night. Spencer was both relieved and disappointed. He started to spit out the sock and Kenneth laughed, “Oh no, you’re still gagged.” He tore off a strip of the duct tape and sealed it over his best friend’s lips. “Just stay put.”

Kenneth said he had to go upstairs to go to bed but mentioned that Spencer was spending the night so he would free him later. He told his teammates to leave him be and take off. James was taking his time so Todd was the first to leave.

Kenneth made sure Todd was truly gone. Now it was just him, James and the scrawny, bound friend. He looked down at Spencer then smiled at James and said, “Check this out.”

To Spencer’s embarrassment, his best friend tilted him to the side exposing his crotch. On display was a stiff boner springing in his jeans.

“I told you he liked this,” Kenneth smiled. He playfully pinched Spencer’s nipple in a playfully cruel fashion, making him wince. “Mmmphh!”

“So, does he have to stay over here tonight?” James asked, grinning.

“Nah. I can loan him out to you,” Kenneth chuckled.
“His parents think he’s spending the night so he won’t be missed as long as he’s home by morning” Kenneth said.

Spencer’s whole body tingled with excitement at the proposition. He would be James’ private captive!

Kenneth untied Spencer but instructed him to keep James’ sock in his mouth. James put his previously removed sneaker back on, over his barefoot.

“You ok with all this Spence?” Kenneth asked his gagged friend, this time in an empathetic tone. Spencer nodded. He did however have to pee something awful at this point.

They quietly went up the stairs. Making sure the coast was clear of parents, they hurriedly escorted Spencer out the backdoor of the kitchen to James’ pickup truck in the driveway. The bed of the pickup was covered by a waterproof canvas tarp which James unfastened and pulled back. A mildew stained yellow bed padding made of egg crate foam was on the floor of the truck bed. He and Kenneth lifted Spencer and deposited him on top of it. The spongy cushion was somewhat comfortable but Spencer still felt the hard, corrugated metal floor beneath it.

Kenneth helped James with tying up Spencer’s wrists behind his back again and retied his feet. He loaned him the pile of restraints that James had shoved in his gym bag along with his sweaty gear. Before hopping out of the pickup bed, Kenneth ruffled his best friend’s hair and said, “Enjoy.”

The canvas tarp was re-snapped over the truck bed to seal Spencer inside, hidden from view. He heard Kenneth and James slap a high five and have a last laugh together.

The truck ride to James’s house was bumpy and awkward. Spencer had to struggle in the dark shallow chamber to keep his restrained body from rolling around. It only made the desire to urinate more excruciating. He held it in. The tape on his mouth was more symbolic and playfully applied and his sweaty face weakened the adhesive. Still he didn’t spit out his sock gag. He enjoyed the taste of James’ ripe sock too much. He also liked the musty smell of the cushioned padding.

As the truck drove, he imagined he was being kidnapped by someone to be held for ransom. Yup, Spencer was an odd duck with many fantasies.


A few minutes later the truck stopped and the motor turned off. The tarp was removed. Through the moonlight, Spencer could see they were parked behind a large house against a garage. James untied his feet but kept his hands tied. James helped him hop out of the pickup truck. He could feel the crisp December chill in the night as he watched James open the garage door and turn on a lightbulb. They stepped inside and James closed the garage door. The illumination from the blub faintly lit the garage. It had a pile of typical sundry items along the walls but it was clear this was primarily used as a makeshift gym. An old, large red rubber wrestling mat was laid out on the floor. There was a weight bench and various dumbbells populating the dank, dark garage. Although it was cold outside, the garage air was warmed by a heater and the faint, familiar scent of James’ body odor dominated the room.

James smiled at Spencer and untied his wrists. He took pity, noticing the rope burn and massaged his wrists to relieve him of the pain.

“That feel better?” James asked.

Spencer nodded.

“I’m gonna take that gag out so you can have some water. Keep your voice down. Got it?” James said in a quiet voice.

Spencer eagerly nodded.

James removed the tape strip which was half falling off anyway. He collected his own sock back, which was now soaked in saliva.

“Thanks,” Spencer sheepishly said as James grabbed some bottled water from a shelf and told him to “Drink up.”

Spencer chugged the water. It helped wash away some of the sticky film of sweat and dirt that coated his gums.

“I really have to take a leak,” Spencer whispered. “Please.”

James smiled. “I’ll take care of it. I’ve got to see if anyone’s home. If not, you’re peeing in a cup bro. Put your hands behind your head. Stay here.” Spencer dutifully obliged as James disappeared into the house.

The urge to pee was getting so strong that the minutes James was gone seemed like hours. Pissing in a cup didn’t sound too appealing though.

James returned, saying in a normal voice, “Good news! My parents are at the lake house. It’s just us.”

“Can I piss?” Spencer asked right away.

James laughed and guided him to a bathroom near his kitchen. He closed the door saying, “I have to get some stuff ready for the fun. Don’t come out till’ I get you.”

Spencer unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his underwear. He still had that erection. As he urinated he saw his reflection in the mirror. His moppy hair was wet with sweat and his skin was both flushed and beet red. He looked like someone who had been working out in his clothing. It felt so satisfactory to take that leak. Afterwards, he was fully able to enjoy his predicament and not be distracted by his annoying bladder.

Several minutes went by and Spencer wondered when James would return and what he was doing. He could hear some moving about upstairs and near the kitchen. His mind raced with imagination. He was alone in a house with the attractive, older wrestler he worshipped in the hallways of school. Was this really happening?

Finally, James had come back for Spencer. He told him to open the door and step out.

Standing in the kitchen was James suited up in his shiny blue, skintight wrestling singlet! Spencer noted how good his butt looked. James was still wearing his Nike Air Jordan’s with both socks on.

“You like how I look, don’t you?” James bragged with a grin.

Spencer was nervous about replying until James demanded an answer. “Yes,” Spencer timidly responded.

“Good. Take your clothes off,” James ordered.

The younger boy started to tremble as he kicked off his shoes and removed his t-shirt to reveal his skinny, smooth build. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. He stood before James in a pair of baby blue, Hanes boxer briefs. His erection was at full mast with a hint of pre-cum staining through the thin fabric. If there was any doubt Spencer was sexually aroused by this, now it was clear he did enjoy it.

James looked at the boner with an approving nod. It looked like James was growing in his crotch as well!

“Turn around,” James instructed.

James took a coil or rope and tied Spencer’s wrists together behind his neck. He took another length of rope and wrapped it comfortably but snuggly around his neck, fastening it to the wrists. This forced his arms to wing out above and exposed his armpits.

James turned him back around to face him and teased Spencer’s armpits by gently tugging on the puffs of the boy’s armpit hair with his fingers. Spencer jolted and winced.

“Nice,” James admired his slave.

“Are you my boy?” James grinned.

“Yes,” Spencer nodded happily.

“Open your mouth,” James ordered. He produced his infamous pair of red Under Armour compression shorts and started stuffing his victim’s mouth with it. His cheeks ballooned like a chipmunk loaded with nuts. Only half of the shorts could fit but James made sure the musty crotch part of them were resting just below Spencer’s nose.

James had a thick elastic band, the kind for resistance training, and tied it around Spencer’s mouth to hold the funky smelling underwear in place.

“Stinks don’t it?” James asked. Spencer nodded.

He ordered Spencer on to his knees and pressed his head into his crotch. “Sniff!”

Spencer inhaled the sharp odor of crotch sweat emanating through the sheer uniform. Like the shorts in his mouth, it had the uncanny smell of malt vinegar and salt. He loved it, of course.

This went on for some time and James was growing harder and harder.

“Oh, man,” James sighed with pleasure. “This is great.”

He grabbed his boy by his thick hair and made him stand back up. Then he leaned in with his right arm raised and told him to take a whiff of his armpit. After that, he moved him over to his left armpit in similar fashion. “Smells like a champion, doesn’t it?” said James. Spencer nodded and mumbled something as he took heavy breathes with his nose pressed against the puffs of hair from James’ armpits.

“Enough of that,” James said. He pulled down the bungee strap securing the Under Armour shorts and rested it with the shorts around Spencer’s neck.

“Lick
em! Get ‘em clean!” James ordered implying his armpits.

Spencer delighted in the salty, sharp taste of his captor’s stinky pits. He took his time, licking each of them clean. This made James moan with more enjoyment.

“You like this, huh?” James stared at him.

“Yes, more than anything,” Spencer replied.

“Keep everything from tonight a secret. You can’t even tell Kenneth about the details. Got it?” he insisted.

Spencer eagerly agreed.

“Hell yea,” James smiled. “Ever kissed a guy?”

Spencer froze briefly to ponder the question. He looked back at James and said, “I’ve wanted to kiss you.”

James pulled his skinny slave by clamping his fingers on his armpit hairs and brought him closer. He started to place his lips against Spencer’s but suddenly retreated, pushing him back. “None of that gay stuff! It ain’t Netflix and chill,” James laughed, slapping Spencer on the face.

“I can do anything I want, I own you,” James stated.

“Yes, sir. I belong to you,” Spencer gushed.

“Come with me,” James directed, taking his boy upstairs.

They entered James’ bedroom which was a typical teenagers room littered with gym shoes, gear and posters of UFC fighters. His bed was a bunkbed because he sometimes had to share it with his younger brother who was away at military school.

Spencer was freed briefly only to be retied spread eagle on the bottom bunk. His wrists and ankles were strapped securely to the four end posts. It felt wonderful stretched spread out and tied down to his master’s bed.

What a sight it was for James to see his young teammate tightly tied to his bed, helpless and nearly nude.

“You know what edging is?” James asked. Spencer did not. “Well, you’re about to find out.”

James curled his fingers underneath the elastic waistband of Spencer’s underwear and pulled the briefs down slightly, so his hard penis popped out like a steel pole. He only had to lightly touch the tip of the boy’s dick to get him to moan with ecstasy.

“Like that, faggot?” James laughed, also lightly tugging at his pubic hair.

“Oh yes, sir!” Spencer moaned and with each of the cruel tugs on his pubes, tensed his body.

James continued to torment his half naked captor, slowing stroking him, making his whole body quiver as he was edged.

“Sir, would you gag me with your socks?” Spencer leaned up.

“Oh yea? Beg gay boy!” James said, still irritating at his victim’s pubic hair.

“Please, sir. Gag me with your smelly socks. I want them sir,” Spencer begged.

James unlaced his beat up Nike Air Jordans and slipped them off. He peeled off the other sock that wasn’t previously used and rolled it inside into a ball. James pushed the sockgag in his mouth. Spencer nodded with approval and gasped delightfully from the stench. Then James took an ace bandage and wrapped it around his face tightly and secured it with a knot.

James returned to jacking him off softly, just enough to drive Spencer crazy. “You want to cum, don’t you?” James smiled.

“Mmhmmm Mmm!!” Spencer nodded, whimpering with joy.

“Ha hah,” James giggled back. “Nope!”

Suddenly James stopped beating off his bound boy and pulled his underwear back up, forcing his stiff dick to the side.

“It’s late, bro. I’ve got chores to do tomorrow,” James informed his frustrated slave with a condescending slap on his face.

“Mmmphhh!” Spencer whimpered through his smelly sock gag. He buckled and squirmed in protest.

James ignored him completely, leaving his bedroom to leave Spencer alone and helpless. He went to the bathroom to take a piss and brush his teeth. Then he went downstairs to the kitchen to drink some water. He even took his time straightening up the garage and kitchen so any evidence was cleaned up.

Meanwhile, poor Spencer struggled and gasped for release up there, staying tied up to the bed by himself like a prisoner.

When James finally returned, he had pulled the straps of his stretchy singlet down to reveal his smooth chest. The shirtless jock still had one sock on his foot. He admired his helpless young bound and gagged teammate for a while, gliding his fingers over his body and lightly tickling him. Naturally Spencer was very ticklish. He gasped and fidgeted looking at James with pitiful, pleading eyes.


“You’re still too loud. Maybe my sneaker will muzzle that trap for good,” James teased taking one of his warm Nikes in hand.

He opened up the laces and cupped the stinky hightop basketball sneak over Spencer’s gagged face. Then he took some duct tape. With the loud, cruel sound of the tape wrapping around his face, the shoe pressed closer to his nose, forcing him to take intense breaths of the warm odor trapped inside.

“You look ridiculous,” James laughed. He took Spencer’s own iPhone and snapped a few photos of Spencer with the dirty sneaker taped shut to his face. “Should I send this to your friends, maybe post on your Facebook?” Spencer shook his head.

“Well… have a good night,” James laughed as turned out the bedroom light and crawled to the top bunk.

Spencer assumed James was playing and would return to him. But as the minutes went on, he heard James starting to snore! Eventually he accepted his fate and enjoyed the smell of the sneaker taped over his nose and face. He sighed and collapsed his strung out body back on to the mattress and dozed off to sleep; muzzled and bound for the night.

Spencer dreamed of future fantasies with James, hoping that the next time, his owner would let him shoot a load. Would there even be a next time?

END OF CHAPTER ONE

(Any ideas for future chapters with James, Kenneth, Spencer, Todd of other friends of theirs are welcome. I want to hear.)

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Mon Jan 02, 2017 7:56 am

It's getting even hotter! Gagged with James' socks, forced to inhale the foul stench from his Air Jordans. I loved the torture with the smelly crotch and armpits. Gently (or not so gently) pulling on Spencer's pubic hair was a cruel torture! Now he's left to sleep with the sneaker taped to his face and the sock in his mouth. It will be a long night, I'm afraid!
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
‣b
spec. Sadomasochism involving binding, handcuffing, etc. M20.

(SOED, 6th ed.)

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby devon1029 » Wed Jan 04, 2017 9:28 pm

That was a hot chapter! Love that he is forced to taste and smell the socks, underwear, and shoes!
Sticks and stones my break my bones but chains and whips excite me. So tie me up and throw me down and show me that you like me

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Sun Jan 15, 2017 8:40 am

Hell yeah, that was really, really hot. I would gladly be at Spencer's place...I'm sure that James has more and more in store for his poor faggot boi.
Keep up the great work!
Obey and say 'Yes Master'.

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby Lake Lover » Wed Jan 18, 2017 9:20 am

This is a very well written story, with a believable story line and strong character development. I enjoyed being psychologically edged! Please, continue. Good grammar, spelling and punctuation is a pleasure to see, too.

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby socjuc » Tue Feb 21, 2017 6:05 pm

Great story here, and am thoroughly enjoying it especially forced sock sniffing. Looking forward to the next chapter(s). Cheers!

Re: Bondage Adventures of Lakewood High Boys (series) M/M

Postby Shadesflirty » Sun Feb 26, 2017 4:50 am

Really great. Love to hear spencer put in one of James singlets in the next part..