Chapter One
This summer, my parents had been working a lot, and one weekend (Friday night → Monday morning), they both had business trips to various places. Previously, one of them had always been able to weasel their way out of their trip before. However, this time, both were mandatory, and begrudgingly, and after much convincing, my parents decided to leave me at home alone for the weekend. At 14, I considered this quite a feat.
Except, there was a catch. My parents somehow found out that the parents of my 15 year old neighbor, Frank, were going on a cruise. Mutual agreement came to, and soon enough, it was made official that Frank was going to be staying at my house for the weekend.
Needless to say, we were both thrilled. The other boys in my neighborhood had been my TUG buddies since I was about 10 years old. And of course, knowing TUGs with two people, especially when one is twice the size of the other (I'm 5'4, 100 pounds. Frank is 6'1, 205 pounds, and looks like he could be in college. Not exactly a fair fight.), can get boring, we invited the rest of the neighbor boys in what would be an all weekend TUG session. And what seemed like a dream come true.
Frank was already there when my parents were pulling out; his parents had left for the week long cruise on Wednesday, and he'd already been staying with us since then. While we were waiting for the rest of the boys to arrive, Frank allowed me for once to be the tier, and I immediately took my best roll of duct tape from it's hiding spot in my dresser, and bound his wrists and ankles tightly. He was wearing a tie dyed t-shirt and black basketball shorts. I then removed one of his sweaty white ankle socks, and stuffed it into his mouth. Before he could spit it out, I wrapped duct tape around his head several times, careful to avoid his short orange hair. After taping up his knees and elbows, I didn't have time to sit back and admire my handiwork – Josiah, Addison & Robbie were at the door, with their bags in tow. Apparently, they'd all decided to come together.
Josiah was about 5'11, and pale, with short light blonde hair & blue eyes, 15 years old. He was very skinny. Addison was about 5'7, olive-skinned (he's Greek.), with black hair in a bowl-like cut and brown eyes, also 15. He's neither fat, nor thin, nor muscular – something in between. Purely average physique. Besides me, these two were the ones that were usually tied; Frank was large and powerful, Robbie was tall and muscular. Robbie & Frank looked older than they really were, much older.
Which brings me to Robbie. He's about 6'0 and decently tan, with short dirty blonde hair & brown eyes, 16 years old, the oldest out of all of us. Robbie played soccer obsessively, and as a result, was extremely toned and muscular, built like an animal.
The age layout: Addison, Josiah & Frank were all in the same grade, I was a grade below, Robbie a grade above them.
“Hey, guys, I have a surprise for you in the living room,†I said, smirking, and they followed me in, and cracked up when they saw Frank bound & gagged, rolling around and mmphing on the carpet.
“How the hell did you overpower him?!†Addison asked, looking over Frank is disbelief, laughing.
I stayed silent for a moment before admitting that he had submitted to it – after all, he isn't the one tied often – and now, he had to pay the price – there was no way I was releasing him yet. This was payback already.
As the other three boys got snacks and sat around the TV in the living room, with Frank rolling around on the floor, I got a pair of scissors from the kitchen – it was time for torture. I rolled the helpless ginger onto his back, and with one swift gliding motion, his t-shirt was sliced off, leaving him barefoot and barebacked, only in his basketball shorts – which was also changed, when I pulled those off as well, leaving him in only his baggy black boxers.
I sat beside my squirming captive, happy to be the captor for once, and immediately began tickling his ribs & stomach mercilessly. I enjoyed every moment of it, as did my audience, and the torture went on for about 15 minutes before I got bored and Frank was running out of breath and sweating like a hog, one thing we always made fun of him for.
But before I was going to untie Frank, I decided to have more fun with him. I began twisting his nipples quickly, and he whimpered beneath his gag. Even though he was bound & gagged, he was still twice the size of me, and hard to keep still.
It was now around dinner time, and I let Frank out of his ties. He redressed himself, and everyone headed to the kitchen to make what dinner teenage boys make: hot pockets and other frozen shit

After having a nutritious dinner of pizza hot pockets, chips & coke, we decided it was time for some good ole fashioned tying. We headed into the living room and sat down before we started arguing over what should be used to determine who was tied & who would be tied.
It was going to be a fun weekend.
So, how'd I do for my first part of my first story? Part two will be up later tonight/this morning (whether you consider the midnight hour to be night or morning depends on the person). I hope you liked it, this weekend was a lot of fun. Please comment/give feedback.