The Buddy Series

Postby Writer » Wed Jan 09, 2013 11:26 pm

Hi everyone, long time no see. For those of you who don't know, I used to write stories called the Buddy Series. These tales are not correlated to those stories but are a reboot of the series that I tried to establish. So here we go... and yes, there will be lots of m/m asian TUGs :3
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Chapter 1: Unlikely Friends

My name is Evan. Evan Reyes, 14 and a freshmen at a large high school in the Bay Area in California. I'm average height, about 5'10" but I'm taller than most of my friends. I have a well-built body and wavy black hair. Most of the girls in my class always give me these looks and always say hi to me... but I really don't like saying hi back. I just do my work and aim for success. I hear rumours that the girls think that I'm cute but awkward, but I couldnt care less.

On the other side, there's this one boy. Peter Dela Cruz. He's in the same grade as me, and is about 5'7" making me taller than him. He has a really skinny body and a face that looks like.... well just a little kid's. However, all the girls love him, calling him a pretty boy and stuff. He's really sociable and a nice person... except his grades are shit. No wonder we didn't really get along; well, it was more like I didn't want to get along with someone like him.

However, fate usually works in mysterious ways. Incidentally, my dad works as a mechanic at a car shop and usually hangs around there late with his buddies. Peter's dad happened to be one of them so as they became good friends, I began seeing their family at our house more often for dinner. Usually I would just stay upstairs and study and usually Peter wasn't even over because he was out with other friends or at home. But one night, our parents thought it best for us to be forced to spend time together by going to Napa for the weekend and having Peter stay at our house.

Neither of us really protested. Peter was a little nervous that he was sleeping over at my house since we don't really talk but his parents didnt trust him going out late or anything; his parents absolutely loved me because I was smart and studious. They hoped that would rub off on Peter. Me? I didn't really care; I knew I had to entertain him... somehow.
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Friday night. Peter and his family arrive for an early dinner.

"Alright, anak (child)," Peter's mom said to him, "just behave and follow any of Evan's rules, ok?"

"Yes, mama," Peter responded. Our parents left, and told us they wouldn't be back till around Sunday morning. The time was 6:30, and we were just sitting down watching T.V.

"So..." Peter tried starting a conversation, "did you finish Mr. O's hmwk yet?"

"Yeah, I finished before class ended" I replied proudly.

"Really?? Can I see?" Peter inched closer on the couch to me, big eyed and smiling.

"Uhh, no. I can help you with it later tho."

"Oh... ok," Peter said, kind of sad.

"How are you even doing in that class?" I said, trying to keep the conversation rolling.

"Not too good... I'm borderline C, and I might get a deficiency..."

"You should stay home more often and get off the ichat with girls." I said, not really thinking.

"Hey! I'm not always socializing, you know. No wonder all the girls think you're unapproachable..."

Silence. A movie started playing; it was Aliens in the Attic... or something like that. It was at a part where this kid was taken hostage by the aliens; tied up and gagged led down to the basement.

"Evan," Peter said.

"Yeah?"

"I'm bored..."

Jeez, he was like an elementary school kid. "What do you wanna do?"

"Well... wanna make a bet?"

"A bet? What kind of bet?" I heard the muffled cries of the boy in the movie. Peter pointed to the screen.

"Like that!" he said enthusiastically.

"Huh?" I was thoroughly confused.

"Let me tie you up!"

"Why?"

"If you cant get out, you owe me one favor. If you do, you get to tie -me- up. And if I cant get out then I owe -you- a favor. Sound fun?"

It actually did sound kind of intriguing. I knew that his favor was for me to do his hmwk though. So I thought up of a quick rule. "Hold on. Why do I have to be tied first? Let's make it by chance." I grabbed a pair of dice. "Highest roll is the person who ties up the other person first. Deal?"

"... fine. Roll the dice, Evan." Peter was really content about this. I rolled... and got two 1's, much to Peter's delight.

"hehe, do you have any rope?" Peter said. He didnt even roll but I gave him the victory. "actually, there's a list of things I need."

"Ugh... ok, what do you need? I have ropes that we use for camping in the garage." By the time I had everything Peter asked for, I was amassed with 4 long ropes, a roll of duct tape, two ankle socks, and my digital camera. "Why the camera?"

"Cuz a bet's a bet. I'm gonna record your escape, so that you can't weasel your way out. Now sit down on that chair." He pointed to a tall chair with four wooden legs and no armrests. To give a better description, I was wearing a white undershirt since it was a hot spring day, navy blue basketball shorts, and black nike elite socks. Peter was wearing a grey shirt, red shorts, and black no-show socks.

I nervously yet slightly excitedly sat down in the chair. My arms were quickly tied behind my back... quite expert-like if I could say. Little did I know what I had agreed upon... and that this would be the start of a long, fun friendship.

END OF CHAPTER 1
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~

Finding aura is a difficult task

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby Writer » Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:29 am

Chapter 2: Evan and Peter

Hi, I'm Peter Dela Cruz! I'm not the brightest kid out there, but I'm cute as fuck to most of the girls at my school.... but that's what my parents get on my ass about: grades. When I heard that I was sleeping over at Evan Reyes' house, I was thinking it was going to be an awkward weekend, but Evan's actually a really cool guy. He isn't as social as me, but he gets the attention of many people, guys too. Some even confessed to him already! That's never happened to me... Anyways..

I've been wanting to try tying someone up for a long time. Usually when no one's at home, I'd come onto this website and look at a lot of bondage pictures; nothing too graphic but still interesting. So when I heard that I was sleeping over, I thought that Evan would be the kind of person that would be open to anything.
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"Ok hold on a second" Peter told me. He tied me in a way that both of my ankles were tied to the chair's legs separate from each other. My hands were crossed behind my back and were also connected to a bar at the base of the chair. There were also two ropes that went around my chest and basically made my pecs stick out. Apparently Peter had brought some of his ropes from home too. And now he was taking off his left sock and -

"HEY! What're you doing?!" I screamed.

"Relax Evan, it's part of the game," he said smiling. "I gotta keep you quiet or else the neighbors might think someone's being murdered. Just think of it like cops and robbers." Peter inched closer with his black sock.

"Hell no. Keep that shit away from me," I tried moving my head side to side and turned.

"Just make it easier for yourself. Ugh, stop moving!" Peter then sat on my legs (awkward...) and held my head still. I wouldn't open my mouth so he had to pinch my nose shut until i had to breathe. Once he got it in, he stuffed and held his sock in placed while he ripped off a few strips of duct tape. He made sure to cover the bottom half of my face in layers of tape. "Finally... hey Evan, did you have your phone in your pocket or something? I was sitting on something really har-..."

Shit...

"Evan, you're not gay, are you?" I blushed and shook my head no. I wasn't gay, but the feeling of being wrapped up and vulnerable.. i dont know, it got my blood pumping in places that it usually doesnt go to. "Ok, just making sure! Ok, time to record; oh by the way, there's no time limit. If you cant get out, then it's up to me to let you out!" That little bastard! I was yelling but nothing was understandable.

I knew from the moment that he tied my hands that I wasn't going to be able to free myself without his help. I was literally at the mercy of a kid who looked like he was 12. I was tied for about twenty minutes... Then, I saw a chance.

"Ughh... Evan where's your bathroom?" I looked at him like he was stupid and started muffling where it was.

"Ok smart ass, I'll look for it myself." Damn, I thought he'd at least let me tell him where it was. I looked around where I was captured and saw a pair of scissors on the table just a few feet away from me. I decided that would be my best chance of winning the bet. I wobbled on the chair, trying to get my feet to walk, but I was too tightly attached to the legs of the chair. My only alternative was to have the chair hop. Luckily, since the floor was carpeted Peter wouldn't be able to hear me.

I had to work fast. I made small hops towards the pair of scissors. Kitchen scissors for cutting open chicken but it should still work. About five minutes of hoping I wouldn't fall over, I finally made it to the scissors. I cut the bond that held my hands the the chair bar.

"That's cheating you know," Peter came out of nowhere and took the scissors from my hands and tilted the chair down sideways. My left leg was forcefully suspended in the air. "Another rule, if you cheat or if the robber feels like it, he can torture you. Damn, I should've taken off your socks before I tied your legs though."

Wait, what? Torture? That's when I realized how vulerable I was. I was only wearing an undershirt and shorts. It came faster than I had anticipated. Peter's slim fingers tickling the soles of my socked feet. Then he worked his way up and lifted my undershirt up revealing my six pack.

"Woah, I didn't know you were so buff, Evan! No wonder the girls like you more." I didn't care just don't tickle there. He did anyways... and that's when I lost it. my abs were the most sensitive part of my body. Peter kept my shirt up as he tickled my sides, my belly button and continued to tickle my feet too. I was tearing up when he was done. "Alright, it looks like you're about to lose the bet... I might as well let you out, I guess."

About an hour and a half of being tied up. It felt like an eternity when Peter started his tickle torture. I was freed at about 10:30 PM but Peter threatened that he would have left me tied up longer if it didn't look like I wanted to pee myself.-_-

"That was actually... kind of fun," I admitted.

"Yeah, right?" Peter seemed happy, "I've been wanting to play a tie up game for a long time... but I can't ask any of the girls at school because that would make me look like a pervert."

"What about the other guys you hang out with?"

"Nah, they're all too macho and shit to do this kind of stuff." Ironic that the baby-faced kid would be hanging out with the tough kids at school. "Who do you usually hang out with?"

"Usually Darren and Mira."

"That's it?"

"They're my best friends; don't really hang out with anyone else."

"Hang out with me at school then!" Peter seemed ecstatic.

"Can we be friends first?" I started laughing.

"We are friends, Evan. We're TUG buddies." :big:

And that was the start of a very knotty friendship.

End of Chapter 2.

Ch. 3 Preview: Saturday, Hogties, and Darren

It's Saturday and the boys have grown to like each other a lot more as they spend the night learning about each others' pasts. Evan, of course, is seeking revenge for last night, but will he be able to when his friend Darren arrives to spend the day? TBC
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~

Finding aura is a difficult task

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby tiednw » Thu Jan 10, 2013 2:34 pm

Nice story like always!

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby mikeybound » Sat Jan 12, 2013 3:56 pm

Can't wait for more.

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby NemesisPrime » Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:18 pm

Nice to see you writing stories again Writer!

I've missed you!

Now to make sure you write more...*Ties you to your computer chair and gags you with your sock and a few strips of duct tape*

Perfect!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby Writer » Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:56 pm

NemesisPrime wrote:Nice to see you writing stories again Writer!

I've missed you!

Now to make sure you write more...*Ties you to your computer chair and gags you with your sock and a few strips of duct tape*

Perfect!


you do that tho and I cant write.... :\ trololol
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~

Finding aura is a difficult task

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby NemesisPrime » Sun Jan 13, 2013 1:16 am

I'm sure you'd find a way...lol
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby sarumansauron » Sun Jan 13, 2013 9:10 pm

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

Re: The Buddy Series

Postby havok978 » Mon Jan 14, 2013 9:09 am

Nice to see you're back writing again :)