How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby TiedupChick » Sun Oct 02, 2011 9:22 am

How Come He Never Gets Tied Up?

Hey ya’ll! This be Justin! I’m gonna write the first part of this story (with Nikki’s editing of course since she’s sweet at writing) and then Nikki’s is going to write the second part.

So since we’ve inducted Nikki into our tugs adventures she’s been asking so many questions. Man, I have never seen this girl ask so much. But one question that made me laugh was “Why does Michael never get tied?”

It was close to Valentine’s Day when she asked this so I decided quickly that I would tie him up for Valentine’s Day for her so I just gave her a vague answer and she continued asking questions. Secretly though I was completely psyched! I had a full week to figure out how I was gonna tie my man up for her. LOTS of possibilities let me tell you. But I could only choose one.

Valentine’s Day that year landed on my favorite day of the week, Saturday. Friday night I spent over at Michael’s house since his parents weren’t home for the weekend, which gave me the perfect opportunity to catch him when his guard was down. Best part yet was that he had a bracelet he was going to give Nikki for the V-day, which he showed me that night.

See, Michael always ties me up unless he asks to be tied up so he would never expect it from me.

Saturday morning:

We both woke up at about 8am and mike went to the shower. Once I knew he was in, I got out my supplies. Lots of rope, must have been about 50 feet worth, somewhere around there. All I know is there was a LOT. 2 pairs of ankle socks, a soccer sock, 3 bandanas, a pair of ear plugs and a toy even he didn’t know I had.

A ballgag.

I used it on myself a few times and it is SUPER effective so I knew it would work on Mikey (My nick name for him).

Next I texted Nikki saying “Mikey wants to hang for V-day in about an hour. Come to his place?” She answered quickly saying sure when Mikey came out of the shower.

I grabbed a pair of hand cuffs from my pockets and waited behind the door. As soon as he walked through I pounced on him.

“Dude! What the heck?” He laughed as I dragged his hands behind his back and locked them in the cuffs.

“Just doing something for Nikki.” I answered as I pushed him up against his bunk bed. I quickly undid one hand cuff and locked it again with the chain through the rail, now he couldn’t pull his hands down.

“Nikki? What do you mean? Let me go.” He grunted as he pulled on the handcuffs.

“I’m tying you up for her for Valentine’s Day, dude. You got her that nice bracelet; it’s only fair that I can give her a present as well.” I said and he stopped struggling and seemed to think about it for a moment.

“Alright… I’m game. But this means you are getting tied tonight as well.” He finally responded, still a little annoyed I had caught him.

“Deal. Now you be a good present and let me wrap you up. Got it?” He nodded. “Good.”

The first thing I did was go to his drawers to get him some clothes. A black under armor long sleeve shirt, black boxers, jeans and grabbed his jock strap too.

His eyes widened when I got out the jock strap.

“Hey, I don’t think you want to explain your bulge to her do ya?” I laughed as he shook his head and looked away.

He didn’t fight me as I dressed him, though I thought he’d give me a punch or two, knowing this guy. But he didn’t. He did grunt when I put the jock strap on and the boxers over it. It was going to be tight down there for a while. Lol

Once I locked the cuffs back on the railing, I went to his bed and pulled the mattress onto the floor. Then I went over to my stuff and put the rope over my shoulder before walking back to him.

I unlocked one cuff and then relocked his hands behind his back and then had him lay face down on the mattress. Next came the rope. Both he and I were part of boy scouts back in the day so we both knew our way with knots.

I tied just below his knees then folded his legs up and tied his ankles to his thighs. Once I knew he wasn’t going to waddle away anytime soon I went over and grabbed two of the four ankle socks and applied them to his hands, then quickly tied them on and took off the cuffs, making his hands useless.

He pulled on the rope, grunting, at that point, but I knew he wasn’t getting out of this hogtie anytime soon. Next I wrapped rope around his elbows and pulled them tight. Safety first: I made sure I could put two fingers under the ropes, that why I knew I wasn’t cutting off his circulation.

“Dude, how tight are you gonna pull?” he complained, I had his arms just on this side of touching, he wasn’t as flexible as #1 here cause I was always the one tied.

“Maybe you should get tied up more, Mikey. Gain some flexibility.” I laughed and he rolled his eyes at me and shifted to try and get more comfortable… yeah not while I’m tying the knots!

Once his arms were secure I rechecked all his bindings. All solid. Next came time to dress up his pretty little head. HA!

I grabbed the other two ankle socks and head them in front of his face. I also had the ball gag in my pocket but I didn’t want him to know what was to come just yet. Typical Mikey, he pressed his lips closed and glared at me. So I simply pinched his nose and waited till he gasped for a breath and shoved them in.
“You’re just like Nikki. Not wanting to make things easy, do you?” I smiled mischievously at him and slipped out the ball gag.

His. Eyes. Went. Wide!!

I burst out laughing as I jammed the ball gag in his mouth. Packing down the socks in his mouth already.

“Mmmmmmphhhhh!!” I could barely hear his grunt of surprise. But once I locked that puppy in place on the back of his head I knew it wasn’t comin' off any time soon. I’ve never seen his checks so puff. He looked like a freakin' chip monk.

“Oh man. I should get a picture of this!” I laughed but he glared daggers at me. “Let me guess, I take a picture of you now, my punishment later will be worse?” I smiled as I said it and he nodded. “Well then, tie my butt up later Mikey! I’m a taking that picture.” Did he ever start struggling! He was bucking and making so much noise, well soft noise, but he couldn’t get out at all. High five for my tying skills.

“Relax, Mikey. Would I seriously do that to you when I know how much you’d hate it?” I asked him seriously. He stopped bucking around and looked at me. His chest was heaving in and out from moving around so much. “That’s what I thought. Now be a good little present and sit still!”

I took two of the bandanas from the dwindling pile and tied one over his gag and the other over, I like the bridge of his nose so it hung down like he was a cowboy bandit. I know me and Mikey go hard, but I still didn’t know how well Nikki would take it.

“Hope Nikki likes her present.” I laughed in his ear before I took both ear plugs and plunged him into deaf world. For my final touch, I took one bandana and
blindfolded him with it and took the soccer sock and tied it so it helped with the blindfold and covered his ears. There now he was all good.

To test my tying skills I lightly tickled his feet. He is so freaking ticklish on his feet it’s unbelievable!! He started screaming, which only came out as tiny mphs, and bucking around but he didn’t pull anything lose.

“Cya later Mikey!” I laughed and walked out of his room. I left a note on the door for Nikki and left so they could enjoy their V-day.

Michael POV

That slimy piece of crap. He’s never tied me this tight! I mean I couldn’t even move my legs!! And I had no idea how long I was laying there. What I did know was that it was getting quite uncomfortable in my lower regions. I just prayed to god that Nikki wouldn’t notice. I had to sit there, not knowing when she was coming, or if she was even in my room yet. This wasn’t how I’d planned today. I thought maybe it would help but now I don’t think it will. Why’d he have to get involved? Great!

Btw… I hated waiting. It was so tense!!

Nikki’s POV

So I got there on time. Curious that none of the lights were on. But Michael sometimes is out back and doesn’t have any of the lights on. So I walked up to the door and went inside. It was eerie quiet. And everything was dark. I headed to the kitchen first; there I saw a note on the table from Justin.

“Yo Nick! If you’re looking for Mikey. Try his bedroom. Have fun!!
Justin <3”


Now extremely curious I walked down to his room. There was another note on the door. This one said…

“You’re gonna need this and have fun. He has a present for ya but this was my present to you!! oh and ask him why he normal isn’t like this LOL! Oh! And be quiet!! lol”

There was a key in the note card. By now I had an idea of what was going on but I still wasn’t ready for what I saw.

When I looked at Michael I was in shock again. He was on a mattress in the middle of his room hogtied. And I mean REALLY hogtied. And his face was covered head to chin with bandanas. I could see his muscles strain as I guess he was struggling but he couldn’t really move much. I could hear him breathing hard and could see his chest heaving.

I closed the door quietly and walked over to him hesitantly. I didn’t dare undo him because I knew Justin had done this special for me. But I couldn’t help but worry for Michael’s sake. It looked so tight!

Something gleamed out of the corner of my eye. Beside the mattress on the floor was another card, this one I could tell was written by Michael, and a small package. I opened the card and about cried when I read it.

“Hey Nikki,
I know this is probably really weird but I saw this in the store and I just HAD to get this for you. And I really hope you say yes, but if you don’t. I understand.
From,
Your Mikey”


I was really confused what he meant by the question but it was then I saw the bracelet. It was real simple. It was silver and had my name on the band. But it was the Celtic knots on each side that made me blush. He knew that I loved them and I was so happy when I put it on.

It was then I turned my attention to Michael.

For the bracelet and the card I couldn’t just torture him. So I came up with a simple compromise.

Say thanks, THEN torture him.

I walked around to the front and kneeled down by his face. I took the bandana that made him look like some cowboy and pulled it down.

His whole body froze.

I saw another bandana underneath it. But he started making all kinds of noise and moving around. I had no idea what was going on and was scared that something was wrong. So I ripped off both of his blindfolds, why does Justin use two? I thought, as Michael started blinking in the light.

“Are you ok?” I took his face into my hands so I could see his eyes and he just looked at me as if he was trying to figure something out but finally grunted once. Which I remembered was the signal for all good. I searched his eyes and he seemed to be doing the same but lower...

That’s when I remembered how low my top was.

I blushed bright red and turned around. I could hear him laughing behind me.

“Oh shut up! I thought you were hurting.” I chastised him. I had taken off my coat in the kitchen and now was in jeans and low neck tank top. I could still hear him chuckling so I decided to switch my game plan. Torture THEN thanks.

“Well I guess if you’re already laughing I should make you laugh some more eh?” I said with an evil grin on my face and he stopped laughing abruptly at my expression.

The first thing I started with was his feet. I knew he was ticklish there. He screamed and bucked but his noises were so soft. I was really impressed with Justin’s gag work. I worked on his feet for a good twenty minutes. Michael had tears all down his cheeks. But I wasn’t stopping. I just simply moved to his sides. Then back to his feet. I tickled him for a good hour, hour and half before I let up. His breathing was really hard and he couldn’t stop crying. Every time I got close he would jump.

“I would advise you not laughing at me again. Got it?” he looked at me like he was concentrating on hearing me and after a moment nodded quickly. That’s when I noticed the ear plugs and so I carefully took them out. “Now can you hear me?” I asked teasingly and he nodded with a single grunt. Finally a little tired myself I undid the bandana around his mouth which revealed this shiny red ball. I was completely confused until I saw the pad lock on the back of his head. His shirt and longish hard had hidden it. Or I was that blind. Either way.

That’s when I realized I’d need the key.

When I unlocked the thing and took it out, he automatically spit out to wet and nasty looking socks. I noticed he was moving his jaw around like it was sore.

“Hey, are you ok?” I was not that experienced in this stuff and so I had basically no idea what I was doing.

“Yea, I’m fine… jaw’s a little sore but it’s all good.” He gave me a crooked smile. “But how about letting me out of the rest of this?” I laughed at him. “What?”

“Why should I let you out if you’re all mine?” I teased him lightly. And he gave me his puppy dog face.

“Come on Nikki. Please?” he begged. And I smiled and shook my head at him.

“You are my Valentine’s Day present. So I get to do with you as I want.” I giggled. Yes I giggle like a little girl sometimes. But hey, he couldn’t do anything
about it. ;)

“Please Nikki? This wasn’t really how I wanted today to go…” He said in a sad voice.

“How did you want today to go?” I asked curious. I still hadn’t figured out what he meant by the question.

“Well… I uh…. You see…” He was completely flustered, and red as could be. I had never seen him so red before. “Nikki… I was hoping I could ask you to be my girlfriend.” He looked down like he was embarrassed, but looking back at the situation he was kinda tied up. Not how most people would ask out someone.

I sat there silent. I mean, Michael and I were good friends but I’d never thought of dating him. But the more I thought about the idea the more I kinda liked it.

“See… I shouldn’t have asked. This wasn’t how I was gonna do things-" I cut off his babbling by sealing my mouth to his. Granted, I had never kissed a guy before that but it felt good regardless.

He went stiff for a few seconds but then started to kiss me back. It all felt so weird but yet good at the same time. And somehow knowing he was all tied up and mine made it better. When I finally pulled back he had the cutest expression on his face. Like he was dumbfounded and happy at the same time. I laughed at it softly before I gave him a quick kiss.

“Yes, Michael. I’ll be your girlfriend.” I smiled at him with a real smile to show I wasn’t kidding. And before I knew it he was smiling back at me, especially when he saw the bracelet on my wrist.

Afterwards we kissed; I played with him a little. Tormenting him with my low cut top but he couldn’t get out and tickled him a little bit more. Then when I’d had my fun I untied him. We held each other for a long time in silence cause it was new to us but it felt comfortable. I asked him about the jock strap and he got all quite and red and explained that I turned him on. Especially when he wasn’t in control. I simply laughed and kissed him. That’s when he told me about why he never got tied, because he was the dominant and Justin was the sub. He told me that I seemed to be more a switch but we wouldn’t be for sure until later.

That night Justin came back over and I got to watch and Michael attacked him but I could see they were both enjoying themselves in their own ways.
If anyone wants to listen to that story please message me and I’ll let Justin know. Oh and another question. Do you guys prefer a story all in one? Or in parts? Cause it takes long to write as one long thing, and has a risk of being deleted when a hard drive crashes…. =.= *cough* so if you guys could comment on those and also any ways to improve my writing to give you guys the full experience.
Tie or be tied? What will it be? ;)

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby TUfriend » Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:57 am

I liked having the POV of all three people. And yes I would like to hear the story of Michael's revenge. Just curious, how old are you guys?
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Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Sun Oct 02, 2011 11:04 am

Could u give us the revenge

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby TiedupChick » Sun Oct 02, 2011 11:04 am

i'm now 20. micheal is also 20 and justin is still 18. turning 19 in novemeber. :)
and lol ok. i'll ask them to work on it. i might split it up into parts so you guys wont have to wait so long. but not before i got over their work! lol :)
Tie or be tied? What will it be? ;)

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby bound-n-left » Sat Oct 08, 2011 5:25 pm

an hour and a half that rough.. good story though
F.I.N.A.O.

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby barefoot99 » Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:22 am

great story
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby cantescapenow » Sat Oct 29, 2011 10:02 am

Brill what happened to Micheal ? xx

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby cuffed247 » Fri Dec 30, 2011 5:50 pm

Lucky Michael :)

Re: How come he never gets tied? (m/m then f/m)

Postby mikeybound » Thu Mar 07, 2013 12:10 pm

I wanna hear the rest now. Great job! And nice choice with the ball gag Justin. It's super effective!