## New toys (M/M)

Post by LikesItTight » Mon Sep 06, 2010 12:43 pm

A good bondage friend of mine recomended a wonderful spreader bar a while ago. I said to myself as I viewed it "I have to have that". It was amazing. The spreader bar was mainly for the ankles, however it also had cuffs for the wrists aswell. So you could put it behind you with your arms and legs in a position where movement was impossible. Luckily I have returned to college, so my payments began going into my bank. So I bought this spreader bar and a nifty little set of Leg Irons. And that was my new toys.
Unfortunately, self ties wasn't that much fun, but all of my friends were enjoying their holidays abroad... except one. My friend Conor. Who I have officially decided is the most beautiful boy on the planet. He is 6'1, brown hair mid lengthed. Almost reaches the bottom of his neck. Then his eyes, turquoise/blue like the water surrounding a beautiful island. Conor agreed to come stay at mine for the weekend and be my tier and also get tied.
When he arrived he was pretty eager, as was I. "Wait a little..." I said knowing my mother was going to be leaving to stay with my sister so myself and Conor could have the house to ourselves. "No wild parties boys. Don't do anything I wouldn't do" she shouted as she left, slamming the door behind her. I looked at Conor "I'll just be a moment". I ran across my landing and got my new spreader bar out. Then went back to my room and stood at the door holding the giant piece of metal across my chest and an evil smile across my face. "WOW!!!! What is that?" he asked glaring with anticipation. "The very reason you're here" I replied.
I put the bar on my bed and ran downstairs to lock the door. When I returned Conor had taken off all of his clothes other than his pop-eye boxer shorts and smurf socks. "No doubt you want me dressed like this?". I looked him up and down and immediately began undressing. Like him I had left my socks on. My spare matress was laying on the floor and I moved my bar onto it. I dove on Conor, forcing him to the head of my bed, I moved his hands from by his side to above his head and pinned them against my bed post. "I don't remember this being in the description? I thought you and I were just going to tie each other up?" I hovered over him as if to go in and give him a kiss, but pulled myself back and locked his wrists in handcuffs that I had prepared in advance which were attatched to my bed posts. Then stretched his ankles out and wrapped my new leg irons around part of the bed frame and locked his ankles in them.
Being stretched out it was nigh impossible for him to move. His limbs could hardly bend. "Argh! I'm gonna have to keep wiggling my fingers, it feels so weird being imobile." he said as he struggled and flexed his fingers. I took off his socks "Ahhh... My feet can breath, that feels good". He began flexing his toes aswell. From underneath my bed I pulled out a roll of duct tape and quickly stuffed a sock in his mouth and taped over it, wrapping the tape around four times. His groans from behind the gag gave me the giggles.
As I turned to put the tape on my drawers I stood on my matress and lost my footing, falling to the ground and smashing my face on the corner of my XBOX. As much as it hurt I could do nothing but laugh, even Conor was laughing behind the gag "I feel like I'm in a parody movie playing the dumb-ass kidnapper lol"(yes I've taken to using lol in real conversations) I said and then fell unconsious for ten minutes.
When I came around I was lying on the matress face down. I tried to get up but found myself unable to move, my ankles bent over and my arms stretched out behind me. I was bound by my spreader bar. A sock in my mouth with tape wrapped around my head. "How can this be? Did conor escape whilst I was unconsious?" I thought to myself. I turned my head to see the tips of Conors toes hanging over the bottom of the bed. He was still cuffed to my bed, snoring he had fallen asleep. "I'm so confused. How can this be?" the thought that ran through my head over and over until a call came from down stairs "Good night boys..." shouted a familiar voice. My brother who had came to get my mams shopping list before he went to his job at ASDA.
"DAMN!!!" I tried to cry behind my gag. "I forgot about him" I thought. Hearing cries and whelps from the bed. I looked up, Conors toes twitching, his feet shaking as his cries got louder. Such an uncomfortable slumber it looked, I began feeling pity for him and wanted to release him and cuddle up to him. I knew where the keys were for my spreader bar. However I had forgotten that it's litterally impossible to get anywhere. I rocked side to side. Useless, until I accidentally rocked onto my knees. "I've sitten up" I thought. But now I could see Conor, his face all red, his wrists scarred by friction as were his ankles, my brother had tightened the grip they had on him. Watching him trying to struggle was horrible "I shouldn't have asked him here under these circumstances". I had to do something. I wriggled by the bottom of the bed until eventually loosing my balance and falling forward. Inbetween conors feet.
What a wonderful place to be, but still I had to get free. I finally made my way to the key and released myself. I ripped the gag off and spat out the sock. With myself free I set on releasing conor. Gently pulling his wrists and ankles out of their bounds and removing his gag. I rubbed his wrists and ankles to ease the scars. And then began cuddling up to him. The cries stopped and he smiled as he put his arms around me. I fell asleep and dreamt about being tied, when I woke I though "oh crap I'm tied up" but I wasn't. Conor was also awake...on the floor... stuck in the spreader bar. "self tie gone wrong?" I asked "A little" he answered. We laughed about the situation as I helped him. What a night we had.
Hopefully going to be able to get more stories posted as my new toys and my old ones will be getting put to good use.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.

### Re: New toys (M/M)

Post by Jason Toddman » Mon Sep 06, 2010 6:18 pm

Great story! I'd like to know if you ever got even with yoiur brother though. *I* would have!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: New toys (M/M)

Post by LikesItTight » Tue Sep 07, 2010 12:32 am

My brother doesn't live with us. He only comes to get the shopping list. And he's 12 years older than me.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.

### Re: New toys (M/M)

Post by Jason Toddman » Tue Sep 07, 2010 6:58 am

Gang up on him with your friend. That's what my cousins alweays did to me as a teenager. I was bigger than either but no match for them both and they liked to ambush me, wrestle me down, and tie me up. Of course, I never put up much of a fight because I liked being tied up by those two.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: New toys (M/M)

Post by LikesItTight » Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:25 am

I could, but I also share a love and preference of being tied.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.

### Re: New toys (M/M)

Post by Jason Toddman » Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:36 am

That's up to you. It's just that it sounds like your bro left you in an unsafe (tying you then leaving you while you were unconscious?!?) and unsupervised situation (and your friend in a very uncomfortable one) and you could have been hurt had you not been able to free yourself). My cousins/friends *never* left me alone while tied for too long.
I'd have wanted revenge for being placed in an unsafe situation and my friend being put in pain, not for being tied up per se.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...