Hello everybody, Anthony here, I hope you’re having a nice summer. I had a tug that occurred with my crush about 2 weeks ago and after reliving it about 1000 times in my head, I’ve decided to share it with you guys, however, I think it's more of a self-indulgence than anything else.
Just as a heads up, although there is nothing sexual in this, I’m a boy and my crush is a boy too, so if you are against that sort of thing please feel free to grow up.
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It was summer, our favourite day of the year and I had an unremarkable, but no less enjoyable day planned. The plan of the day was to make use of the good weather by playing some football with 4 close friends and then walking back to my crush’s house (I’ll call him Dillan to hide his name) and spend the night there playing video games considering he had a free house. I was classing it as a date despite the fact that Dillan has no inkling of my sexuality, let alone my feeling towards him. It must have been the first date in history where only half of all the participants knew it was so.
Dillan is 5’7” with a slim build and short brown hair which he swept to the left. He was wearing a Manchester City shirt and black shorts accompanying his black knee-length socks and his bright yellow boots. I on the other hand, was wearing my Crewe Alexandra kit with black shorts, black socks and yellow boots. But despite standing 6’2” and having a much stockier build than him, Dillan always seems to win our play-fights by clawing his fingers into a pressure point like an eagle.
It was around 3pm and we were already exhausted from the relentless heat and the rest of my friends had made the journey to a nearby corner shop to get a drink, leaving me to look after everybody’s stuff. I sat down with my back to a metal fence and looked down it at everybody’s gear and in doing so, my eye was caught 2 cable ties lay nearby that the groundskeeper must have dropped while putting up the nets behind the goals. I walked over to them and saw that they were unused and completely functional. Suddenly, a dastardly plan ran through my head involving the cable ties and Dillan (why would I waste them on anybody else?)
When my friends finally got back and we had finished our drinks I decided it was the time to act. I stood up and said “Hey Dillan, can I just check somat?”
“What?” He sceptically replied
“Just stand up, hold your hands behind your back”
“No, you’re gonna do something, I’m not thick”
“Nah, just hold your arms behind your back like this” I then grabbed one wrist and managed click one cable tie into place.
“Piss off, I knew it!” Dillan wheeled round upon me putting the first cable tie on and tried to pull away. I had a tight grasp on his right hand though and wrestled him onto the floor by using his momentum and I pinned him on his belly before I clenched his left wrist, pulled his left arm behind his back and clicked the second cable tie into place after looping it through the first. I then checked to see if his makeshift handcuffs were tight enough and then stood up and watched as he squirmed to try and get on his feet with his hands tied behind back.
“You are an absolute twat, you know” he said while wriggling his wrists around “I bet I could still own you all at football with my hands tied.”
This statement was proven to be false after about 10 minutes of being barged, bumped, tugged and slid from pillar to post. We were all physically spent in the relentless sun so we began to pack up when Dillan announced “Anthony, can you help me get these cable ties off? They’re too tough just to break”.
I replied “You know there’s no release mechanism; you have to cut them off”
“So have you got any scissors then?”
“Yes, I often carry around a pair scissors so I can get arrested if the police search me” I scoffed
“So you’re tellin’ me that I have to walk through the middle of town with my hands tied behind my back” he snapped
“It’s not exactly the centre of town” I chuckled
“Fucking hell, you can carry my bag.”
On that note, we said our goodbyes and I grabbed both mine and his bags before beginning the walk back to Dillan’s house.
The weight of both bags meant that I was lagging behind Dillan, but it was worth it to see him tied up. The streets weren’t too busy and he insisted that we took the less populous routes, partly to avoid anybody noticing he was tied up and partly to make me lug his bag even further. I took a moment to admire how good he looked tied up and how dependant on me he currently was. I felt a stirring between my loins and cast the thought away before they betrayed me any further. “Next time could you bring a few bricks? I don’t think these bags are heavy enough” I called up
“Maybe you should think about that next time” he replied.
We finally reached his house and fished his keys out of his bag before unlocking the door. I dumped our stuff by the stairs and went into the kitchen with Dillan before grabbing a pair of scissors.
“Now Dillan, let’s not do anything brash when I cut you out, okay?”
“I can’t promise that” He replied. I cut his right wrist out before handing him the pair of scissors and he cut off the cable tie on his left wrist. I was surprised at his lack of reaction; he just rubbed his wrists and said “I’ll set the Xbox up” and climbed the stairs with me following in his wake.
The clock ticked past 8 and we were sat on Dillan’s bed and I was finishing last piece of the pizza that we ordered, “I’ll take these boxes downstairs,” Dillan said as he stepped out of the room. I took this opportunity to grab his laptop and find some strange youtube video that would look strange on his search history when I heard him coming back up the stairs. He entered the room and took me by surprise when he lunged at me with explosive speed and grabbed me by the pressure point above your collar bone (I think it’s called the trapezius).
“Not thought I’d forgot did we?” he said aggressively.
“Arrrgh” I shouted, trying to pull away from him which only made it hurt more. “Let go. I’ll do anything. Argh, you’re gonna rip the muscle”
“Should’ve thought about that before”
“Argh please. Let go!” I could feel a tear coming to my eye
“Hmmm, sit on that chair then. Don’t move, I’ll be right back” He said with a wry smile as he went downstairs, leaving me to ponder what may lie ahead.
To be continued tomorrow… hopefully :3
Any feedback is appreciated!