## A Morning Surprise

Post by MikeyJ » Mon Aug 04, 2008 3:56 pm

A Morning Surprise
My last story concluded with Jacob, Ryan, and I going to bed at a sleepover at my house. Jacob untied us on the condition that we had to stay in the clothes that we were originally tied up in for the whole night, meaning we had to sleep in them as well. I was wearing Jacobâ€™s Speedo, and Ryan was wearing an old pair of my gray boxer briefs. Agreeing to this condition ended up being a mistake.
Sometime in the early morning, probably about 7:00, I woke up because I needed to go to the bathroom. However, when I tried to get up from my bed, I was unable to move! My hands were tied together above my head to the headboard! My feet were free, however, and my mouth was ungagged. I mumbled a few curse words, knowing exactly what had happened. Jacob decided to play a little prank on me. We were all pretty sound sleepers, me being probably the worst out of all of us. I called Jacobâ€™s name, only to hear Ryan say form the bed beside me, â€œYea, he got me too. Heâ€™s in the bathroom.â€
â€œGreat, because thatâ€™s where I need to be right this second,â€ I said, motioning that I needed to peeâ€¦badly. I looked over at Ryanâ€™s bed, still quite a bit groggy. He was tied in the same fashion that I was, hands above the head to the headboard. I then realized he was wearing the same boxer briefs from the night before. It was then that I became fully aware of the fact that I was still wearing only a Speedo. Crap. So this was Jacobâ€™s plan all along. Jacob came out of the bathroom still wearing only his sleepwear (green boxer briefs), and, seeing that Ryan and I were awake, proceeded to stretch and yawn, saying â€œAhhhhh, nothing like a good morning stretch.â€ Ryan and I laughed good-naturedly, both sort of excited that our TUG from the night before was stillâ€¦in session. But I had urgent matters.
â€œCan I go to the bathroom though? Just untie meâ€¦I promise Iâ€™ll let you tie me when I get back.â€
â€œOkâ€¦but I canâ€™t untie your handsâ€¦youâ€™re gonna have to figure it out,â€ Jacob replied, untying my hands from the headboard. I walked to the bathroom with my hands tied in front of me, still wearing Jacobâ€™s Speedo, and closed the door behind me. Jacob knocked.
â€œAnd by the way, if you come out with your hands untied, as soon as I get my hands on you youâ€™ll be retiedâ€¦and Iâ€™ll take back my Speedo.â€ I figured it wasnâ€™t worth it to try to escape. I knew that Jacob never issued empty threats. I went to the bathroom, although with a bit of difficulty. It was hard trying to figure out how to be accurate when my hands were still tiedâ€¦the fact that I was 13 and it was morning didnâ€™t help me either (if you know what I mean). After I was done, I looked in the mirror again. I was getting used to seeing myself in a Speedo, and I might say I looked pretty good. It was exciting seeing my hands tied crosses in front of meâ€¦now I knew how I looked tied up.
I came out of the bathroom relieved and ready to be tied. Jacob led me over to my bed, tied my hands to the headboard again, and then tied my ankles and knees together, attaching the leftover rope from my ankles to the footboard, leaving me completely stretched out. Taut, again. Completely exposed, still wearing only a Speedoâ€¦great. But Ryan whined that he had to go to the bathroom as well. Jacob gave the same response, but then added, â€œHowever, I think it would be more fair for Mikey if you put these on.â€ Jacob tossed Ryanâ€™s Speedo onto his face, and Ryan groaned with a hint of laughter as Jacob untied Ryanâ€™s hands from the headboard. Ryan strolled to the bathroom, his pair of Speedos in hand, and came out wearing it after a few minutes.
â€œDude, itâ€™s hard trying to pee and change with your hands tied!â€ he laughed. He was wearing the same type of Speedo as I was, Royal blue with a black pattern coming from the side. He looked a bit more natural in it however, as his whole body was tanned around the Speedo, and his short, slightly curly blond hair and very slim body made him look even more like a swimmer. His hands were still tied in front of him, and Jacob led him to the bed next to me, tying him in the same fashion that I was. Jacob then rummaged through his bag and pulled out the two black tube socks that we had used as blindfolds the night before, but they each had something in them. He took out a slightly larger than golf-ball sized ball, with sort of like a nerf ball/stress ball kind of thing from one of the socks. They were balls that he had taken from home I guess.
â€œThese will serve as your gagsâ€¦I hope they work well!â€ Jacob smiled.
â€œWait, what about my mom?â€ I asked. I knew my dad was going to go to work.
â€œOh, she left a note on the kitchen counter for when we woke up that she had to go run some errands from about 9-1:00. She probably will think that weâ€™re asleep and not check on us before she goes,â€ Jacob replied. He was right, my mom almost never checked on us in the basement.
â€œYouâ€™re mine,â€ he said demonically with a pretend â€œevil laugh.â€ With this he put the ball back in the center of the tub sock, stuffed the ball into Ryanâ€™s mouth, and tied the ends of the tube sock to the back of his head. He repeated this on me. The ball stuck partially out of my mouth, but filled it up pretty well. I tried to speak, but my speech was incredibly muffled. All that came out was a weak â€œmmph.â€
â€œGood. It works perfectly,â€ Jacob said with a smile. Ryan and I looked at each other, and again realized that we were now both in the exact same position, tied completely stretched out, unable to muffle any audible sounds, wearing only the same uniformed Speedo. The feeling of helplessness was invigorating.
Jacob looked at his two tightly secured victims.
â€œI think I did things in the wrong order last night,â€ he said, as he ran upstairs and came back with a handful of ice cubes. My eyes widened, and Ryan struggled in his bonds and mmphed pathetically. Jacob placed the ice in Ryanâ€™s Speedo first, and then slid some into mine as well. We both mmphed and struggled hopelessly, trying to avoid the unavoidable ice that was trapped in our crotches. Then Jacob began tickling Ryan under his arms and down to his sides viciously. Ryanâ€™s back arched as he flailed around, his eyes tearing up from the amount of torture. Then Jacob tickled me in the same fashion. I writhed and writhed, but my bonds were secure. The sensation of the tickling mixed with the freezing sensation down below was terrible. It seemed that each time I writhed moved the ice a little bit, rubbing and therefore melting quicker against my skin, adding to the cold. The Speedos seemed to trap the cold as well. My muffled laughs commenced until I, too began tearing from the torture. Jacob then moved to my feet, which were tied conveniently together in one immobile package. I continued to writhe and laugh hysterically into my gag, until Jacob stopped tickling me after about 7 straight minutes. The ice was still melting in my Speedo, when Jacob moved on to Ryan again. I watched as Jacobâ€™s fingers danced along Ryanâ€™s feet and then the rest of his body. When Jacob stopped, we were both still breathing hard, still waiting for the ice to fully melt. By this time it was mostly soaked into our Speedos, which left us feeling quite uncomfortable, as it only made the material shiny, making it feel like it clung even closer to our crotches. Jacob left us to watch some morning TV, leaving us to struggle hopelessly in our bonds. After a few minutes we both got tired and eventually just laid there, enjoying the feeling of being tied this securely.
After about an hour of occasionally testing our bonds, Ryan and I were approached again by Jacob, who immediately laid on the bed next to me, and pinched my nipples, first gently, then hard. Then, he twisted both at the same time, which caused me to scream (quietly) into my gag. Man, that gag was effective! He continued this on Ryan and me for the next few minutes. After he could see that we were both sick of this treatment, he offered to untie us from the beds. We both nodded, and he untied our ankles and untied our wrists from the headboard, but still left our hands tied. He then took our gags off, and we all watched TV for about another hour, Ryan and I still with our hands tied wearing only Speedos. We talked about how much fun it was, and Ryan and I both gave Jacob respect for his cunning at tying us before we woke up. We all enjoyed it immensely, and after watching TV Jacob untied us and returned us our clothes, which we put on thankfully.
â€œNow you have to wear a wet Speedo to practice thatâ€™s been worn,â€ I said to Jacob.
â€œItâ€™s going to get wetter anyways, and Iâ€™ve borrowed clothes from you before,â€ he replied, clearly unfazed.
When it was time to go, Ryan and Jacob each changed into their swim gear, threw their clothes over it and headed to the pool for practice. It was one of the best sleepovers I have ever had.
-MikeyJ

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Post by Duct Tape Boys » Mon Aug 04, 2008 8:31 pm

Like your stories. Want to hear more. Your games are like how some of mine were when I was younger.
TRADE MY KINGDOM
FOR YOUR ROLL OF DUCT TAPE
Silence is Golden!
Duct Tape is Silver!
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When I'm done with you,
You'll be Bound & Gagged

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Post by MikeyJ » Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:48 am

Thanks! Go ahead and share your stories...I'm sure we'd all love to hear them!

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Post by Micheal10 » Tue Aug 05, 2008 2:06 pm

great story, bet the feeling of being exposed for that long felt wonderful

### Re: A Morning Surprise

Post by 1like2too » Wed Aug 26, 2015 6:24 am

That sounds like a great experience.