## Played by a younger cousin (M/2M)

Post by Jay Feely » Sun Oct 24, 2010 7:48 am

My name is Henry and I am an American born and raised in El Pasto, Texas when I met my cousins and his siblings for the first time ever, and it would become one that I would remember of having to suffer the most in my entire life. I was 19 and he was 17. Bill is the kind of person that had a sentimental value, and that was his prized trophy and it was special because he had won it playing 1st baseman in his high school and leading his team to the state championships. He told me about how he had hit the game winner home run to carry his team over the Spartans 7-6 with his Knights in Phoenix, Arizona. He would never let it out of his sight. He even keeps it at his bed side whenever he goes to sleep, and keeps it in a special case when he eats or do house chores. He has a little brother named Welsh aged 12, who is usually not around much
On a hot spring break, I was playing catch with him outside, and his parents was working on the garden. It was a beautiful garden with white roses, tomato plants, and seedlings for pumpkin. I was wearing my green and red stripped shirt and shorts, and my friend was shirtless, but had on a pair of blue jeans. We smiled at each other when we tossed the ball back and forth from each other, and he was fierce as he had mastered the art of the fast ball, and I barely was able to catch it. Suddenly, we heard a loud distanting crash from inside the house. We rushed inside, and we saw the remains of Bill's prized trophy and it was shattered into little pieces. Welsh was holding a bat and one piece, and we knew it was a deliberate act of stabotage. Bill started screaming and crying because he had worked hard to earn it and now it was a ruined mess. He asked me to grab his brother arms behind his back. I did, and Bill left the room. His brother struggled to escape, but my grip was too tight on him for him to resist my power. Bill came back later with rope, and bound his brother hands behind his back. He than tied Welsh's ankles and finished it off with a gag. He mentioned me over, and told me to take him to the basement and lock the door shut.
I carried him with the assistance of Bill, and we took him to the basement and shut the door. Welsh was unable to talk and I took great privilage to cover up his eyes so he cannot see. There was a floor mat and a blanket at the bottom of the room. I placed him down, and rolled him up in the blanket. Now, he was fully immoblized under the weight of the blanket and the ropes binding his wrists and ankles. I took off my shirt and hung it on a coat rack, and went upstairs with Bill. We did not expect any more trouble from the little rascal, but we were wrong.
Bill did not study his brother very carefully because he would have known that Welsh was faking his cries for help because he was an escape artist. He managed to get his hands free from the ropes, and pushed open the blanket with his legs. He undid his ankles and stepped outside with a devious expression on his face when he said to us "Put your hands up", it is over for both of you. I stood there in dead silence as I could not imagine what this twelve year old could possibly do to us. Bill told me to do as his brother said as it was a game, and I was now part of it. I hesisitated at first, but agreed. I slowly raised one hand at a time, and Welsh said that I was a slow turtle, and told me to sit down on the chair with my hands behind it. I sat there and did exactly as what I was told. I placed my hands behind the chair and waited. Welsh got out handcuffs, and snapped it shut around my wrists. In my instinct, I tried to find the emergency switch for toy handcuffs, but to my horror, I realized that it was real handcuffs. I should have known that my cousins parents was part of the police forced. Welsh tied each of my ankles to each of the chair legs. He gagged me with his dirtest sock that I had ever seen. The smell was terrible and there was no way to get rid of it. I heard a loud scream as I realized that Welsh had overpowered Bill, and there was no indication of what was happening to Bill. I was securely handcuffed to the chair, and with Bill missing from action, I thought that it was going to be a long day for both of us.
TBC
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: Played by a younger cousin (M/2M)

Post by Jay Feely » Sun Oct 24, 2010 5:50 pm

Welsh started to taunt me by saying that I am an older boy caught in his web. I started to become deeply embarrassed since a twelve year old had managed to tie me up. I could not mutter a syllable or word, and it added to my disadvantage. I thought that if I waited out until his parents returned, they will have a strict discipline and talk with him, but I was not prepared for what happened next. Welsh noticing my bare skin, started to run his fingers over my tummy causing me to giggle. He said to me "So, you are ticklish?". Well, that will be more fun for me snickered my captor. I gulped because my tummy was really ticklish and as he proded my tummy with eight fingers, I laughed out loud under the gag because I realized that he had loosely tied it. He continued to tickle me until the gag came loose, and it was at point, that he decided to aim for my armpits. I was in hystricals when he managed to get both hands into my clean shaven armpits. My ticklish laughter just got louder since he had found my most ticklish spot. My hands was powerless to stop this kid from taking control of me, and it was horrible that a little kid was tickling me. My hands soon became numb, and Welsh released me from the handcuffs, and by looking at the time, I realized that it was 2 hours since he had tied me up.
Just than, his parents walked in and was dismayed by the spectacle unfolding in front of them. They ordered him to untie me completely, and he had no choice but to comply since his parents voice was stern and loud. I quickly ran to the bathroom to wash myself from the red marks imposed by the incident, but I than remembered my other cousin Bill was still trapped at the hands of Welsh. I turned a corner, and saw Welsh torturing Bill with nipple clamps. Bill was screaming beyond any normal human being. I wanted to help him, but remembering what had happened earlier, I simply walked to my bedroom, and dozed off to sleep, while keeping the door locked. My mind just raced with thoughts of uncertainity when I could not anticipate what was happening to Bill.
TBC
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: Played by a younger cousin (M/2M)

Post by Jay Feely » Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:54 am

Suddenly, I heard a loud argument erupting between Welsh and his mother. She was furious because Welsh had obviously disobeyed her order, and had went on a tied up serial spree. She had to get him out of the room just to end the chaos and for us, it was all over. We had been tied by a twelve year old pre-teenager boy, but our nightmare was over now.
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: Played by a younger cousin (M/2M)

Post by sarumansauron » Mon Oct 25, 2010 11:58 am

A short but good story. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!