Date: Mon, 2 May 2011 20:43:01 +0100
From: Tomas Ronaldo <tomasronaldo@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: From Swimming to Bondage Chapter One (Adult/youth)

It is a job to remember exactly where this tale should start, but I think
it was the day that my friend Jorge and I were at the old swimming hole in
the river near to our school. This idyllic spot was set in a small wooded
area with grassy banks, the water was deep and cool and more important to
us, it was very secluded most of the time.

My name is Tomas, and I have lived in beautiful Tenerife since I was born,
at the time of this story, just thirteen years ago. My best friend Jorge is
nearly fourteen so somewhat the leader in our games. In our climate here
the sun is almost always shining and we spend a lot of time with our
friends doing what boys do best, larking around and swimming virtually the
whole year round.  On the day I think it all started there was just the two
of us, and we had all day to spend mucking around and had packed a picnic
to enjoy between swims.

It was just after our picnic break and we were lying in the sun enjoying
the sun, that Jorge started talking about a film he had seen. He told me
how in the film there was a close up of the boy hero being tied up by his
wrists and suspended from a tree branch by some men who had kidnapped him,
and how he was first threatened with a whipping and then actually whipped
although it did not show the whip actually landing on him, just the noise
and the anguish on the boy's face. Jorge went on to tell me that in the
film the boy had been wearing only swimming briefs, and those were very
like ours he said, and he laughed. He also told me that he had enjoyed
watching the boy writhing under the tree, and he thought the men had as
well. The story line was that the men had done a robbery at his parent's
house and could not find the safe where they knew most of the valuables
were hidden and their idea was to make him tell them where it was. When he
had finished telling me about the film he suddenly suggested that maybe it
would be fun to act out some of it, because the boy in the film was about
the same age as you Tomas!  Look, we have a tree and a branch and I have
some cord in my swim bag which would do to tie you. "What do you say
Tomas?"

Like a lot of boys we were both excited by the thought of being tied up,
and even punished if only to show each other how tough we were! So when
Jorge suggested that he should tie me up like in the film I was rather keen
though trying not to show it. Jorge then produced from his swim bag the
cords he had mentioned and I was somewhat surprised to see that he had
several lengths of stout cord so had obviously planned this out beforehand.
As I held out my hands to him he rather expertly put a few loops of cord
around each of my wrists before tying them tightly, and then finally
throwing the loose ends over a low branch to pull on them and raise my arms
high above my head.  I must point out here that both of us had been
swimming, it was hot and sunny, and we were both wearing our usual
favourite and very brief swim slips that were popular in those days. Not
over tight, but very brief and gathered along the waist cord and leg
elastic. They were made of light satiny material and were unlined like
underwear, so leaving room for a bit of imagination in the loose material
creases as to the contents!

Now immediately the strange effect of being tied and helpless came on me
for the first time and I felt myself getting an erection which rapidly
pushed the front of those unlined little briefs out in a rather obvious and
seductive tent, and of course I could do nothing to adjust it. Jorge,
standing back to observe his handywork noticed it straight away and
grinning he came to me and ran his hand over my briefs. I found that this
was rather exciting and as I could not move anyway with my hands tied
tightly above my head I stood quietly and signalled him my satisfaction
with a few twitches of my cock as he held it in the loose thin cloth of my
little tented briefs. He was noticeably tented as well and clearly we were
both enjoying the game.

It was at this moment that suddenly one of our teachers came around the
rocky outcrop that shielded one end of our swimming hole. This was highly
unusual and I suspected that he had been watching from a vantage point as
we swam and played and I knew that a lot of men did just this.

"What is this then, what on earth do you boys think you are doing?" he
asked as he eyed me up and down, so nearly naked in my tented shiny yellow
briefs, clearly aroused, and tied helplessly so unable to do anything about
it.

 "Well sir," said Jorge, "I saw a film that looked exciting and told Tomas
about it and we decided to act it out. It is only a bit of fun sir,
honestly."

"No harm in that boy, but I can see, as I am sure you can, that young Tomas
is getting rather excited by being tied up."

Then he came close to me and his hand just casually brushed my erection in
the folds of cloth which gave me yet another electrifying feeling and I
made sure as he looked at me that my cock again signalled it's excitement
by a series of twitches.

"Well young Tomas, you certainly seem to have a reaction to your game down
there, and I will leave you to it before I get carried away, but I want you
to come to my study after lessons tomorrow to discuss your reaction to what
is going on here a bit further."

Jorge immediately asked if he should come too, and sir told him no, he
thought I as the one tied up and the victim of the game it should be me
that came to him and explained it, at least at first.

Jorge was a bit put out by this and when sir had gone he told me that I had
better look out because everyone at school knew that the teacher was
gay. He obviously fancies you and I must say that with that erection you
are showing so well in your briefs I don't wonder!  So saying Jorge stood
just in front of me and let his hands run down the sides of my body, over
my rib cage and down until they were at waist cord of my briefs. Undoing
the cord he then slowly slid his hand inside my briefs until he was
caressing my cock and balls and then after a few quick rubs I climaxed and
shot a small jet of clear boy cum out in front of me. It was the first time
that I had sampled the excitement of being tied up and jacked off and it
was the start of what is still with me. A love of bondage and soon it would
be a love of masochism as well and the road to many a punishment session.
Jorge laughed as I wriggled, and giving my backside a playful slap he
untied my wrists.

"Oh Tomas, I wonder if sir will do that to you tomorrow. Promise you will
tell me because it was me that got you into this situation. Promise Tomas,
promise."

As I stood there, hands high over my head, so near to naked, and in the
after math of having had the most exciting orgasm of my young life, I could
not deny him.

"I promise you Jorge, and I really enjoyed our game today and I want to do
it again and again so where can we two meet to do it?"

"No problem Tomas my friend, next week my parents are away every day at
work, and we have a lovely little cellar at our villa and the place all to
ourselves. You obviously like being tied up, so I think that next week I
will have to punish you for that! Does that worry you?"

"No Jorge, no it does not. I deserve to be punished and I want you to do it
to me for my wicked thoughts and I really look forward to next week."

The day ended quietly while we both swam and enjoyed just being boys in the
hot sun until we finally made our way home, but in my mind were visions of
what had happened and even more, what might happen tomorrow with sir, and
next week in the cellar with Jorge.

That night as I slept, naked as usual, I dreamt of being tied up. Sir was
standing beside me with a whip and I was sweating as he pulled me up with
my feet nearly off the ground. His hands were working my cock until I
suddenly woke up. Quickly I jacked off as the image was still so clear in
my mind. Tomorrow I thought, I would try and entice the teacher to do
something and I thought this was not going to be too difficult!

Well readers, dream on and imagine what is going to happen and if you have
any ideas please email me so I can be inspired in the next chapter. I am
sure many of us enjoyed these sort of fantasies and tie up games as boys
and I want to hear about your experiences from you.

Adios, Tomas.