Hey there guys! Another one of my fantasies, with all my friends in it. I hope you enjoy it. Also, be on the lookout for errors, mistakes, or parts you do not understand, I am happy to edit!
It was the typical Friday night with nothing do to. I called several guys to see what they were doing, but they were all busy. I called Mike in a last effort to try and do something tonight. I was in luck, Mike wasnt busy. He invited me over. He suggested we watch a movie or something. I was all for it. An hour later, I was on the road to Mike's house. It was a quick 10 minute drive. There was another car in the driveway, but I didnt know whose it was, nor did I really care. I entered the dark house and walked to the den, where the tv was on. Mike and Jake were there, watching. I sat down comfortably and we chatted away as we watched a random action movie.
To be honest, I was tired and exhausted. But I knew I wanted to do something before I fell asleep for 12 hours. I asked my friends a question.
"Mike, I really want to try on that new straightjacket you got last week. Do you mind putting me in it for a couple minutes." Mike obliged. I was wearing a t-shirt and small briefs as it was a hot summer night. I didnt really care to be in such little clothing as long as I was covered. It took a while to get all the straps tightened, but eventually I was in it. It was comfortable, yet gave me to room to struggle. I was stuck. Mike noticed my bulge from the excitement I got, but just smiled. He led me to the couch by the tv, and we watched for another 30 minutes. Jake left the room to get drinks. When he came back, he was not holding drinks. He had a rather large muzzle harness with him. I knew where this was going.
I stumbled to get up, but without my hands it was delayed. This gave Mike and Jake enough time to hold me down. I was held in a sitting position on the couch by Mike, Jake behind me. The muzzle was lowered onto my face. I resisted, but having already been put into the straightjacket severely handicapped me. Two against one made it impossible. The large pecker went into my mouth with ease. I was under full control. Many straps later, I was screwed. I was led, struggling, to Mikes basement dungeon. They sat me down on the large bondage chair and got to work.
Jake pulled a rope through the D-ring at the top of my muzzle and hooked it to a ceiling hook. This ensured that my head was held high and restricted movement. Some simple leg cuffs and straps pulled my thighs apart and attached my legs to the legs of the chair. Some chest straps limited my movement even more. My friends had turned themselves into captors, me into a captive. Jake began cutting away at my briefs. As soon as the last bit fell away, my cock flew up to show my excitement. My body betrayed me. I struggled against everything holding me down, but I could only move the slightest bit. Mike left while Jake took off his clothes. In a couple of seconds, he was naked.
I couldnt help but moan through the gag and move around in my bondage. Jake was the skater of my friends. He always wears crew socks, has great blonde flow, and a large cock. He noticed and grinned. He leaned down, and grabbed his blue and white briefs, putting them over my head. It was bittersweet. While I could sniff the clothing that held his cock, balls, and ass, I could no longer stare at him. Not to mention it was humilating. I heard Mike return. He began playing with my dick. I felt things go on it, and metal. It was a strange feeling. I couldnt figure it out. I wish the underwear was off my head now.
My ass was lubed. A small plug went in. I struggled in pleasure. Then Jason ripped off my underwear. Mike was holding a contraption I did not know he owned. It was a electro stimulation set. I could not look down as my muzzle was held up, but I figured what it was. Mike smiled as I attempted to shake my head. E-stim can be fun if you are the one controlling it. Mike was smiling evilly. Then I remembered my ass. I was scared. Even Jake, naked and beautiful, was not going to make up for it. Mike turned a knob. My dick began feeling new sensations. I moaned in pleasure. Another knob. My ass began tingling. More knob turning. I cannot truly describe this experience. Then a button. Mike set it down and began undressing. I moaned, shifted, groaned, shook. My body was overtaken by these new sensations.
Mike was soon naked in front of me. I could not look down at my predicament, but I could sure look at my two best friends, naked. Then they left. But the stimulation continued. It was being stimulated for a long period of time. My ass, cock, and balls were tired. To add to that, I was physically exhausted as well. I struggled against the many straps, but I was stuck to the seat well. Jake and Mike are probably asleep, enjoying the fact that I am being tormented by electro.
This was when I achieved complete and utter helplessness. I so desperately wanted to cum. I was beyond horny. My cock and ass being pleasured. Yet I just quite cannot cum. My arms held in a tight straightjacket, I simply cannot do anything. Just as I am about to basically fall apart, Mike enters the room. He is holding a rope. Behind him is a handcuffed, naked, gagged, chained Jake. Jake has his hand cuffed in front of him. His feet are cuffed together, giving his room enough to shuffle. His head down, he is pulled along by a rope attached to his collar. He is penis gagged, buckled tight. Mike now owns both of us.
"So how are you doing John? Are you sick of it yet? I know I would be. How about we get you out of that and let Jake have a try?" In relief, I tried to nod without success. Fast forward 30 minutes, Jake has taken my place. In my defense, at least he knows what is in store for him. Mike had put my hands in mitts, linked them together, but undid my gag. I watched with glee as Jakes ass was lubed and the plug was shoved in. The straight jacket suited him. Strapped him, he faced what I also faced. You simply cannot move much at all. It adds to the feeling of helplessness.
I stared at him as he began moaning, groaning, shifting, whimper, whine, and shake. I was loving watching him. His eyes moved about as the sensations changed. I could have watched him for hours, but Mike reminded me that I was still his captive. He collared me and made me walk in front of him as he held me on a leash. I was pushed into his room, where the bondage table was set up.
Mike helped me onto it. It was more of a bed of some sort. Mike began strapping me down. The straps helped Mike ensure that I could not move my body where I wanted it to. Three straps held my chest down. One for each thigh, which kept my legs spread apart. Another two for each shin. My feet were put into these contraptions that ensured I could not move them around or kick with them. My hands were taken out of their mitts, but cuffs at either end of the bed, parallel to my body. Another strap each kept my biceps still. Mike took off the muzzle harness, gave me a drink, and then gave me a penis gag to chew on. He buckled it in extremely tight.
I was ready. My cock lay erect on my chest. Mike spoke to me. "Okay, John. I have this fleshlight. Now, heres the deal. If you can resist cumming for a total of 15 minutes while I use this on you I will set you free. You can tie me up, you can have fun with Jake, you can do whatever you want. Now, I know that is basically impossible. So, I will give you 5 times you can stop it for 15 seconds. Just shake your head. If you lose however, I'll let you sleep for the night, but I get keep you as my slave for the weekend. Deal?"
I nodded my head in agreement. I could do it. It couldnt be that hard. Mike prepared for it. He had some sort of control system going that held the fleshlight and controlled how fast it went. He lowered it onto my dick and it began doing its job. It went slow in the start, then once I was at peak erectness, got faster and faster. I shook my head. I almost came. And on it went. This torture required an extreme amount of concentration. But it was so hard. Mike stood in front of me, naked. I used all of my stops, but after 10 minutes, I blasted. What could I do?
Mike laughed as I shook from the orgasm. I expected him to release me and let me sleep, but no. The fleshlight continued. This is when the real torture began. He was milking me. I was shaking, struggling, moaning, groaning, screaming into the gag. So much pain, yet I could do nothing. Mike took it off and began milking me himself. Using lube, he milked me using all different strokes and techinques. I actually began crying from the pain and pleasure!
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Johnny