Gotta make it clear. This is quite a long first part, I hope, brilliant. Happened to me over the beginning of this week and if you like will post the second piece of “actionâ€.
Note:
3 Males
Leather and Kinky stuff
Wanking
Male on Male Action
Oh yeah…and duct tape bondage…
Sock and duct tape gag.
To start with I shall describe the “kidnappersâ€. The first one, Shane, was a fair haired boy in the year below me. He was quite good looking and lived in the same town as myself. In fact, he was living quite nearby to me. He was dressed in a black Bench hooded top/jacket thingy, black trousers, black Nike trainers and gloves. The second, Mark, was in my year and sat beside me at Chemistry. I didn’t get on with him. He was taller than me, 5ft 10 ish, tanned complexion but not that extraordinary just skin colour but not dark tan. He was slim build but in a big powerful way and wore a black jacket, black trousers, huge black but branded boots and black scarf…very black.
I was wearing a black Adidas hoodie, school shirt and tie, black skinny jeans and black Lacoste trainers and underneath black Calvin Klein underwear. I also had McKenzie leather gloves usually for the snow only and in my pocket and multicoloured scarf.
On Monday, I had made a sly comment about them at lunch break, and when they noticed I gave them some cheek back and they tried to make some homophobic comments but I didn’t really care, think what they like and just laughed at them…
Later that afternoon, heading home from school, Shane approaches me and asked why I was gay and all the usual cliché things asked by fools when they no fine I couldn’t help it and was the way I am. It came to a point where I had been listening to him for the best part of 10 minutes and was getting irritated. I decided that it was time to cut this conversation and turned around and said “Look, if you want a date, then say…if you want to tell me something “private†then say…if you want to bugger off…I am not gonna stop you!â€. He seemed quite surprised and turned away, heading in the opposite direction where I seen him from the corner of my eye pointing at me to his friend, Mark.
The following day during school hours, I saw them and even looked Shane in the eye but nothing happened whatsoever so was continuing the day blasé, talking to the girls and fellow gay’s…straight lads always seem scared to be seen talking to a gay guy because then they get accused of being one themselves which I find a shame…
I eagerly awaited the school bell for the end of day and started to walk back home by myself, I didn’t have any plans for the day and was gonna “chill†in the house with the computer, studying and television…oh and obviously a shower! And so I started the 25 min walk home through the side streets to the house. I was blissfully unaware that Shane and Mark were following me, and took the usual route and not making any attempt to hide, I mean why should I when nothing was going to happen…how wrong I was.
I took the right corner into a side alley and then down a side walk, not a common route taken by walkers so was always empty and led down to the side of the wooded area that passed sheds, tree houses and the usual paraphernalia. And then…
Pounce. Shane crept up behind me, and clamped a size too small black leather glove (he’d only been wearing them since Thursday that previous week and could tell because they looked soo tight around his hand) over my mouth, squeezed my cheeks and wrapped his left arm around my entire body and I sort of lost balance as he pulled me backwards. As I tumbled to the floor, I closed my eyes and squeaked;
“please, please, don’t beat me up, pleeasseee†(sounds pathetic I know but was actually scared, I mean he could damaged a nail!!). I heard a sigh and peered throw my left eye…standing directly above me was Shane…even with the black one hole ski mask on, it was undoubtedly him and was wearing the clothes I’d saw he’d been wearing before and to my right was Mark, wearing a scarf wrapped around his face with hood up.
Together, they grabbed my by my arms and I stood up. I looked at them bemused…knowing this was because I annoyed them and at least they didn’t know I was into bondage. They didn’t say a word, and shoved and prodded me along to one of the sheds, a green painted but fairly big one that was looking maintained. The door screeched open (could do with some oil) and Shane grabbed my hair and placed me onto the floor. Shane bend down, grabbed my two arms and started wrapping the silver duct tape around my hands. Mark then took the tape and Shane held my face straight, put the glove finger between my lips and forced them open whilst Mark pulled out a clean sock from his pocket (thank god), then a filthy pair of football socks from his P.E. bag and shoved a DIRTY sock inside my mouth, after quite some struggling. Mark took the tape and wrapped it around my mouth twice as I lay there.
I turned and faced the floor, and Shane walked around to the front of my flat body and looked up to see his commanding body looking down, he stretched out his arms and then rubbed his crotch with his gloves and I was really horny, thinking “I wish!†but he wasn’t doing it necessarily to wind me up or anything. (or at least not at this point)
Behind me, I heard Mark suggest that he should tie my legs and Shane agreed and tape was wrapped around my ankles. I could still move about, and Shane came up with hogtieing me, surprising creative for somebody I didn’t think had any idea of this sort of thing…
I had now been tied for the best part of 15 minutes and they seemed bored. I was too. It wasn’t like I was getting wanked, sex or anything, just lying there with them staring down and chatting about how funny I looked like all tied up and helpless. Mark turned to Shane and whispered into his ear. I couldn’t hear anything and Shane left the shed but returned half a minute later with a Stanley knife before staring to slash the tape around my wrists and hogtie. I, at this point my ordeal was over. Shane and Mark then picked me off the floor and placed me against the shed wall, unzipped my hoodie and tore off the tie and shirt and through it towards my school bag. I was feeling quite exposed, and Shane rubbed my chest with the leather on his hands trying to tease me, I was so desperate to be let go…in the sexual way!!
Shane went around to my back, Mark held me still and again they taped my hands behind my back and set about dealing with my trousers. I watched as the guys noticed I had a hard on and laughed and made stupid comments…what did they expect…a gay guy, tied up buy two guys, looking commanding and one wearing leather! They pulled the trousers down to my ankles but didn’t remove them…
Mark held me against the wall whilst Shane went away again. He lived locally and was quickly back with a old, battered wooden chair and Mark demanded I waddled over to the chair which I did with his support from falling. I was feeling really exposed to the elements and I sat upon the chair, happy to get a rest. Shane started wrapping the tape around both my ankles and around the back of the chair leg, taped my torso to the chair and was again unable to fight back. Shane casually pulled off each glove and held them in this hand.
“Doesn’t he look a sweat heart, soo cute, soo helpless…what do we do with him†Shane and Mark admired there handy work and Shane whispered something into Mark’s ear whilst pulling on his gloves again, approached me. He calmly pulled out my boxers, and lifted my rock hard cock out. Not something I thought a “straight guy†would ever do…
“You realise I never touched your cock. You know that don’t you? I wore gloves, that don’t count and say anything and I’ll batter you, and you wouldn’t like that would you???â€
“mmmppphh†I nodded in agreement. Not that I was disappointed and loving it. As Shane was checking his bondage handy work, Mark rummaged around in my hoodie, and pulled out my phone…oh no!
It’s a iPhone 3GS and once into he opened up the camera, and started filming me and taking pictures. “You do want to see what you look like when you get let freeâ€. I nodded in agreement!
Shane started tickling me, videoing it all the time, and at one point had his hand wrapped around my cock but because he was wearing virtually all black, gloves and mask, you couldn’t tell it was him but was enjoying it even more, and it was obvious to them. Mark suddenly announced,
“Let’s see who to send it too. Mum, dad, home, boyfriend, and started reading out every name in my contact page including my grandparents†My heart skipped a dozen beats each time I heard I name I really panicked about.
“Let’s go for…†I gasped “Boyfriend†I started breathing again! He had seen and done worse to me so that didn’t scare. Mark started typing up the text and I’ll read it word for word from my phone,
TEXT *Look what I’ve got. Hope your jealous. Look at the cock. Come get him…we’re bored now. Think he’s learned his lesson. Shed 4. Woods behind house. Bon voyage!*
Mark completed the text, Shane looked at it and the message was sent. I, on the other hand, was still sitting there and desperate. I made a lot of noise, mummhing desperately trying to get them to untie me before they go. Mark started to collect his and Shane’s school clothing and tidy up. Shane came over to me and said,
“You don’t tell anybody, I’ll not tell anybody, OK?! I nodded obediently. Shane took hold of my cock and started rubbing my shaft until he was wanking me properly. It lasted for about 4 minutes and I finally came, messing his gloves and jumper/jacket thing…He took off his gloves,
“Look, I’m not gonna be able to wear these again knowing what I’ve just done to you. Keep them as a souvenir†He unzipped his jacket, “Taking this with me. But you can have this.†Yanking off his ski mask. “I’ve got loads anyway.†he continued. “Girl’s love a man of mystery†He shoved the clothing into my school bag and zipped it up. Mark was getting a bit impatient by this point and urged Shane to get going,
“Mate…we need to get going. The gay squad will be on their way†Shane turned and went towards the door, “See you laterâ€. It felt like seconds since they left but Darren, my boyfriend, wearing his blue greasy overalls and rigger boots from work swung open the door and fell down laughing. He laughed for a while, before finally getting around to tearing off the tape and removing the sock from my mouth and stretched my mouth which was just such a great feeling to be allowed freedom. He also cut the tape around my ankles and wrists, torso and helped me get dressed. He left me to get tidied up because he had to get back to work.
Today, after school Shane approached me again as I went home. He’d changed his jacket to a black Nike jacket and had somehow managed to buy another pair of black leather gloves which seemed to be the right size this time. He asked if I had told anybody and said I hadn’t told anybody except my boyfriend and he seemed happy with that. The next bit startled me and I stopped me dead in my tracks
“You wanna do it again†I was somewhat stunned and turned to face him, “You whatâ€â€¦.
If you like I will continue with what happened today after school today…
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