## 2 in 1, my first time (M/M) and a challenge (M/M, M/M)

Post by viking » Sun Jul 12, 2009 1:19 pm

maybe it's about time to tell about sometime i've been tied up as well.
i should let you know that i'm that kind of guy who prefers to tie others and are not much interested in beeing tied up myself, so there are not that many stories about it.
but still there is a few and i decided to go for the first time i got tied up.
it all started when i was 5 years old. i don't remember much of it, but i recall that i was making a trap. i found some ropes and had no idea how it worked if i would make a trap. so i just pulled the ropes around somewhere close to the entrance of my house.
suddenly my brother came by, he most have been at least 19 at the moment. he saw me playing around with the ropes and just smiled back at me. "what are you doing?" he asked, i just answered shortly back "making a trap".
"how does it work?" i just looked at my trap and started to realize that i did'nt know it myself. i started to untie my knots and before i knew it my brother attacked me. he started to wrap the rope around me in a ballshaped position.
i got shocked and angry at the same time and must have yelled something out after him to stop it.
and i must have been crying out relly loud since it only took 5 seconds for my mom to react. she came out of the front door and looked more angry than ever. i don't remember exactly what she told him but that's probably for the best. all i remember was my mom beeing angry as bull after you pinched it in the private areas and my brother laughing back saying "okey, relax i'll untie him". i was finally free and that resulted in me giving my older brother a punch in the stomach for ruining my "perfect" plan.
now a little short story or what? so i go straight to another one as well. when i was in 3rd grade i met this new kid at school. after knowing him for a while we came up with this challenging game. the thing was we both had an interest for tying up other people, but none of us liked to be tied up ourself. we did'nt know how to make it work so we set some rules. like we would realese each other after 20 minutes, we always took turns on who would tie who, and we could only tie hands and feets freely (in other words, not allowed to wrap anything around to pin our arms toward our body). that way we would have a chance to get free and at the same time we would tie each other up the same way.
his steph brother used to be on the taekwondo team so we found some old taekwondo belts laying around. that was all we could use at the moment. i was still having brown hair but a lot shorter now than i used to before, blue eyes, and i suppose i was wearing a t-shirt and jeans.
peter by the other hand, was a black kid. black curly hair, brown eyes and was wearing something simmiliar to me.
he started to tie me up and did like the rules said, he tied my hands behind my back and added ropes around my ankles.
"i bet you never get free from that" he said and started to play goldeneye on the nintendo 64. what peter did not know was that i had seen on tv how to get free from this kind's of situations. i knew i only had to work my hands in front of me the rest would be easy. just one problem, i was not in a physical shape to bend that far back and work my hands around both feets at the same time. i had to untie my feets at first, and before i got that far he diceded to be a little mean toward me.
"i need a more comfortable seat." then he sat him self on my back. "PETER GET THE HECK OF MY BACK!" i shouted out as he just laughed back at me. "I'M FREAKING SERIOUS!" i kept shouting after him as he just ignored me.
"i'm gonna fart if you don't move your ass right now" i said. he stopped ignoring me and said "you would'nt dare".
"don't tell me i did'nt warn you" and then i started the chainsaw. peter's eyes widened and i mean a lot. you should have his face, i can't find a good way to discribe it. it was simmilar to this smiley
"WHAT THE F***, ARE YOU TRYING TO F***ING KILL ME!!!" he shouted back to me. at least he moved away from me so i could keep working on my feets. peter was hiding his face behind a pillow in fear of me farting at him again. i managed to untie my ankles and started to work my hands in front where i could free them as well. "okey, your turn" peter looked even more shocked at me wondering how i could find a way out of his fantastic knots. but a deal was a deal.
when peter tied me up he used 2 of the belts at my wrists and another 2 around my ankles. i decided to show him how it was really done. starting with tying his hands behind his back and did the ankles as well. then i took a third belt and tied him into a hogtie. the last belt i tied around at his knees. "now try to get ouf that" i told him.
he started to struggle but for no use. unlike me he did'nt try to reach for the knot that was easiest to reach. then i figured it was time to get revenge. when i sat down on him peter started to become really frustrated "hey, F*** off" he said.
"you started it" i told him back as he started get more angry. "i fart at you" he said, "well go ahead, see if i care" was my response. "okey, i will"
"then what are you waiting for?"... he got quiet for a moment "to get some gas" he said quietly.
"oh, you mean like this?" i said and let out a big blow. "AHHHHHHHHHHH, MY NOSE IS BURNING! MY NOSE IS F***ING BURNING, HELP ME I CAN'T BREATH, YOU GOTTA UNTIE NOW BEFORE I DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"yeah right, youre on your own" i said and moved away, i figured my revenge had been enough for now and switched over to some cartoons on they're television and let him get out by himself.
he managged to get free after 15 minutes or something and wanted to get revenge for my revenge as well. but we did not keep it up that day. actually since none of us liked beeing the one tied up, and we both knew that we would keep on the revenges that would turn even worse. that was the only time we played that game... unless we could find a new victim of course.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape