Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2015 19:25:39 -0400
From: Mikey Mark <michael78983@gmail.com>
Subject: All Tied Up - Part 3

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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity
and graphic sex between consenting males. If you are offended
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	All Tied Up - Part 3	by Mikey Mark

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It was about a week later, a rainy Saturday afternoon and I was sitting in
our garage trying to fix my bike. My friend Cory was there, but he wasn't
much help. He just stood around saying how bored he was. I thought he might
be hinting that he wanted to fool around, but when I started rubbing my
crotch and winked at him, he acted like I was some weirdo pervert, so I
went back to working on my bike. I had a kink in the chain and that was a
very difficult problem to fix as I was discovering.

 "Hey, what are you two fags doin' in here?"

 It was my buddy Dave from next door. He scared the crap out of us.
Apparently he was as bored as Cory was. Dave asked what I was doing and
then said, "it looks like you have a kinky problem. I can help you with
that."

 Dave grinned at me in a most mischievous way and then disappeared out the
way he came. I felt myself blushing with what Dave might mean by that. I
looked over at Cory, but he was checking out an old set of golf clubs
sitting in the corner and wasn't paying much attention. Dave came back
about five minutes later with a very weird looking tool. Dave's dad had all
kinds of tools and a huge workshop in their basement. It was apparently a
special tool for opening and closing bicycle chains. Who knew such a thing
existed?

 So Dave and I went to work taking apart the chain, un-kinking it, and then
re-connecting it together again, using that fancy special tool. It took
quite a while to do it and so Cory got bored and said, "see ya later", got
on his bike and left. I felt bad for ignoring Cory but I really had to get
my bike fixed. Being fourteen and living in the suburbs without a bike was
ugly business.

 After we got my chain all fixed up, Dave produced a special key for
tightening the spokes and so we did that too, and gave my whole bike a
tune-up, oiling the gears and tightening the brakes and stuff. I was really
happy and said "thanks" to Dave for all his help.

 "It looks like we solved yer bike's kink problem, but what about yers?"

 He was giving me that mischievous grin again, so knew exactly what he was
talking about. I could feel a small twitch in my cock and butterflies in my
stomach just thinking about it. I didn't know what to say.

 "Anyway, my parents are going out tonight so I thought ya might wanna come
over after dinner and we can play video games, or watch a movie, or maybe
do something else..."

 I said "sure" and shrugged my shoulders, as if to pretend that it was
nothing and I was just agreeing because I didn't have anything else to do.

 "Come on over after seven."

 And with that, Dave gathered up his dad's tools and left. My dick was
twitching just thinking about it. Gawd it felt so weird. What could be
worse than getting tied up, tickle-tortured and made to admit to all kinds
of totally embarrassing things and even forced to reveal secrets, all to
your 'supposed' best friend? I suppose getting hard just thinking about it
was even worse. I actually liked it. I knew that going over to Dave's house
meant that I was going to end up all tied up again. I was such a fucking
pathetic fourteen year old pervert that I was actually looking forward to
it.

 I could barely eat my dinner that night I was so excited. I even had a
shower after dinner and put on a fresh clean pair of my favorite white
Calvin Klein underwear and one of my best t-shirts. I combed my hair in the
mirror and fussed around. I even put on a couple of cheap silver necklaces.
I thought I was looking good, and it was around 7:30 so I headed out the
door and knocked on Dave's side door.

 Dave answered the door and invited me in. His parents were gone so we
raided the liquor cabinet immediately and started pouring shots, one from
each bottle, like we were doing a taste test. I found the scotch, whiskey
and tequila tasted brutal, but gin, rum and vodka much smoother. Needless
to say, we both got pretty drunk pretty fast and were giggling like crazy.

 "Hey Mike, look what I have."

 Dave was holding up a roll of thick 2" wide electrical tape. He told me to
stand up and put my hands behind my back. So I did. And Dave whipped the
tape around my wrists a couple of times. And so it begins again.

 "You'll probably be more comfortable on the bed upstairs."

 With that he pushed me towards the staircase. I went up stairs to his
bedroom. I'd been there many times. When I got there I sat on his bed and
looked at him. Dave was looking pretty good. He took off his t-shirt while
he stood there showing off a bit. I could see he was wearing American Eagle
underwear and that was hot. He had a pretty good build on him and I could
see the outlines of his muscles. He wasn't ripped or anything, just well
defined. I was more on the skinny side. The only thing well defined on me
was my ribs.

 "Lay down on your back."

 That was just so he could undo my jeans and pull them down to my ankles. I
was still wearing my running shoes so my pants just bunched up down there.
I always loved to jerk off with my pants around my ankles because it made
it feel like my legs were tied up.

 So there I was, wearing my t-shirt, white Calvins and my jeans down around
my ankles. My hips and pelvis were thrust upwards a bit with my hands taped
together behind my back. Dave told me to spread my knees and sat himself
down between my legs and started rubbing the boner in my underwear. He
pushed my t-shirt up and then lifted it behind my head to expose my smooth
and hairless chest.

 "You are looking very hot and sexy tonight Mike. Someone might think you
like getting all tied up."

 I blushed and turned my head away to hide my face. It was stupid. Like who
was I trying to fool? I loved being tied up and that turned me on and Dave
knew it. But still, it seemed embarrassing to me that I was so willing to
let him do this stuff to me. And I was feeling quite drunk and happy right
then, like nothing really mattered anyway.

 Of course he took his time stroking my cock and that soon took my mind off
my embarrassment. A stiff cock has no conscience. Once I was rock hard and
starting to leak out the precum, I had lost my shame and was begging him to
stroke my cock and let me cum. Dave seemed to like making me squirm around
with my cock twitching.

 "So Mike, did I tell ya I was chatting with my good buddy Brandon the
other day..."

 Oh shit.

 "I asked him about that day I saw you two coming out of his garage..."

 Oh fuck. This was definitely not sounding good.

 "You remember that day don't ya Mike? That was the day ya sucked Brandon's
big cock wasn't it?"

 I was so close right then, I could feel my toes curling.

 "Well, Brandon said something about showing off his brother's motorcycle
and then changed the topic pretty quick."

 Thank gawd. I was lying there with visions of Dave and Brandon talking
about me and what they might say.

 "You look a bit nervous there Mike. Is everything okay? Something ya want
to tell me about maybe?"

 "No... nothing." I think my voice was pitched a couple of octaves higher
than normal at that moment. It was just before he stopped stroking me. I
was on the very edge. I could only whimper in frustration after that.

 "The way yer whimpering there Mike, it sounds like ya want some clothes
pins. Yer nipples sure are standing up there looking like they want
something."

 So I was left squirming on the bed with my orgasm receding away and my
rock hard cock leaking precum in my underwear while Dave went off to get
some clothes pins. When he got back Dave sat down on the bed again, between
my legs and leaned forward to apply the clothes pins to my nipples.

That spent spasms of sharp stinging pain throughout my body and I struggled
against my bonds, as feeble as they were. My cock was raging hard and I
wanted his hand back on my cock real bad.

 "You want something don't ya?"

 He was teasing my cock with his fingers now. Then David leaned forward and
traced his tongue across my stomach, just above the waistband of my
underwear. I nearly lost it. He was doing that cheshire cat smile thing
again.

 "You want me to pull down yer underwear, don't ya?"

 "Yes!"

 "You want to be naked, don't ya?"

 "Yes"

 "You like being naked, but I really think ya just like getting yer clothes
stripped off."

 With that, David pulled my underwear down very slowly. My raging boner
sprang free and slapped against my stomach and my underwear kept going down
all the way to my ankles. Dave was right. I really loved the feeling of
having someone strip off my clothes. It was so hot. And to be naked with my
boner in the free air felt fantastic. It was like I was getting closer to
being able to cum.

 "Ya know Mike, just seeing your cock laying there all naked and exposed
like that, makes me want to get my feather out."

 Dave got up on all fours over me to reach to the headboard of his bed. His
lean hard torso was inches above my face. Once he got the feather, he sat
back down between my legs again. He did a quick tease on my balls with the
feather, but then moved off around my stomach, sides and legs.

 "Should we take off yer shoes Mike?"

 "No, no, please no."

 "If you beg some more like that Mike, I'll do it for sure!"

 "I'll do anything but that. Please don't tickle my feet."

 "Oh yeah... I almost forgot. You will do anything to avoid having yer feet
tickled?"

 "yes"

 I was really hoping we could work out a deal here. Anything but my feet.
And of course, this whole conversation has to happen while he's using the
feather alternating between my my balls and my sides.

 "Well Mike, I think its time for you to start sharing some of your cock
sucking talents beyond Cory and Brandon."

 With that, Dave got up and took off his jeans and then got on his knees
beside my head. His American Eagle boxer-briefs looked super hot. I could
see his boner outlined perfectly and pointing off towards his left hip.

 "So Mike, do ya wanna suck my cock?"

 He had pulled his cock out and was waving it in front of my face. It was a
good looking cock, seven inches long, smooth and sleek.

 "Or do you want me to take yer shoes off and play with your feet?"

 I lunged for his cock and starting sucking on it like my life depended on
it.

 "Holy fuck Mike, that feels really good."

 I was doing my best. I had a bit more experience sucking cock than I had
admitted to Dave about. I had him going pretty quickly. He was humping my
face and moaning like crazy in no time. Dave was holding onto the headboard
for balance as I sucked his cock down all the way. His pubes weren't shaved
off like mine were, his were just trimmed real short and they were as blond
as his head. I loved swallowing a guys cock down all the way with my nose
in his pubes.

 Dave had pretty good stamina, certainly more than either Cory or Brandon
had, and kept going for a quite a while. I was actually getting tired
sucking on that angle for so long when he grabbed hold of my head and said
he was going to cum and started humping my face really fast and I could
feel him squirting cum down the back of my throat. It felt so amazing.

 When he was finished squirting, Dave pulled his cock out of my mouth and
wiped it around my face, smearing me with the last dribbles of his
ejaculation. When he wiped my forehead, his balls were just above my mouth,
so I started licking them. Dave really liked that and started moaning. It
was so fucking unbelievably hot. It was like my ultimate fantasy was coming
true. I never thought it would be with Dave though.

 After a while, Dave got up and left me laying there. I looked down and I
could see a small pool of precum had leaked out of my cock. I could still
taste Dave's cum in my mouth. When Dave came back he had that ping pong
paddle with him. This was not looking good.

 "Hey Mike, I think its time for ya to turn over."

 To be honest, with my hands tied behind my back, laying on my stomach was
more comfortable - as long as Dave removed the clothes pins from my
nipples, which he did. Unfortunately, laying face down like that exposed my
ass to David. He sat down between my legs and landed a couple of smacks on
the cheeks of my ass. It stung like hell but it made my dick twitch.

 "So Mike, I thought this might be a good time for us to chat."

 Oh good.

 "That blowjob ya just gave me Mike was just too damn good. I think you've
been sucking cock a lot more than you've been admitting to."

 Oh shit.

 "So you better start admitting to the truth. You know I don't like it when
you lie to me Mike."

 As if for emphasis, I got a few more smacks on the ass, each one just a
bit harder than the one before. I said I was being honest, I'd only sucked
Cory and Brandon. That just brought another round from the paddle. My butt
was really starting to sting.

 "So what is it Mike? How did ya get to learn to suck cock so good? Who's
cock have ya been practicing on? Cory or Brandon? Or someone else?"

 "No one else, I swear. And only once with Brandon."

 "I guess that means you been sucking on Cory's cock a lot more than ya
admitted to last week."

 "Just a few times, honest."

 "Just a few times? That means ya lied before..."

 The paddle rained down in a flurry of buttsmacking punishment. I counted
fourteen. It was intense. I guess the point is that I'm not supposed to lie
to David any more. If he didn't ask such nasty questions, we wouldn't have
this problem.

 "Hey Mike, ya should see the color of yer ass right now - it looks so hot.
And when ya squeeze your buttcheeks together like that, it makes yer butt
look really sexy."

 I couldn't help squeezing my butt like that. It was almost involuntary
after the paddling. The stinging was sending spasms throughout my body. I
began to think that I might have been wrong about David. Maybe he was into
doing some sex stuff. Either way, he sure was acting sexy today.

 "So how many times have ya been sucking Cory's cock? That's the question
here Mike. And ya know what will happen if ya lie to me again."

 "Okay, like ten times, maybe twelve at the most." This was the truth. Cory
and I had been jerking off together for about a year, but only started
sucking each others cock a couple of months ago.

 "That sounds more like it. And that just proves that ya lied to me just a
few minutes ago. A few is not ten or twelve. Ya know that means I have to
punish ya again right?"

 And so he did. I counted seventeen. I was almost crying when he stopped.

 "ppplease..." I was struggling to speak.

 "Please what? Please you want some more? Shall I call you Oliver?"

 "Noooooo.... please no more... my bum hurts so bad."

 "Okay. I think ya learned yer lesson. Tell me what ya learned Mike."

 "I learned not to lie to you and always tell you the truth or I will be
punished."

 "That's good Mike. Now lets talk about that cute rosy red butt of yours."

 "What?"

 "Like how does it feel right now?"

"It hurts. What do you think it feels like?"

 "Getting a bit snarky aren't ya?" This was emphasized with a couple more
strokes from the paddle.

 "I'm sorry"

 "That's good. Now tell me about this cute rosy red butt of yours. Like
what have you been putting in there besides your fingers?"

 I actually started to say 'nothing' but I stopped myself in time. That
would be a lie and he'd know it. The actual whole truth was pretty
embarrassing so I was debating what I should do.

 "This is the hole we're talking about, just in case ya didn't realize it."

 With that, David's finger went right into my butthole. That was totally
unexpected. No one had ever done that to me before! I squirmed around and
spread my legs a bit to make it a less uncomfortable. Then I felt wetness
as he drooled some spit onto my butthole. It felt so fucking weird. He used
that as lube to start finger-fucking my butthole. Holy hell on wheels, I
went nuts.

 "Hey Mike, do ya like it like this?"

 Oh gawd yes. Again I stopped myself before I said that. Last time I said I
liked something it stopped immediately. So I tried a new strategy.

 "Nooooo.... please don't do that, I can't take it. Please stop."

 It worked for a while. He kept doing it, faster and faster. I was going
crazy and whimpering so loud. I'm almost embarrassed to tell you what I was
trying to say right then.

 "You want something don't ya?"

 Things were going so good, so I tried it some more. "Nooooo.... please
stop, I can't take it anymore."

 "You lying horny little pervert! I know what yer doin!"

 And so he stopped - and I squirmed and whimpered in frustration. I was so
fucking close. I'd never had an orgasm from just playing with my butthole
like that, but I swear I was just about to! He then flipped me over onto my
back so I couldn't hump the bed. Bastard.

 "Yer not gonna get away with doin that trick again!"

 He grinned at me and started again with the feather on my cock and balls,
real slowly. My butthole was still twitching, my buttcheeks were stinging
and my cock was still raging hard. I don't think I'd ever been so horny in
my entire life. I wanted to cum so bad. I begged for it over and over, but
that just seemed to inspire Dave to be even more malicious and teasing than
ever.

 "Hey, what happened to your clothes pins? We can't play this game without
clothes pins can we Mike?"

 I was actually enjoying the respite. My nipples were already throbbing and
overly sensitive. I debated with myself if I should ask for them or beg not
to have them, and which way Dave might go. It was a real dilemma about what
to do.

 "You want the clothes pins back pinching yer nipples don't ya Mike. Admit
it."

 "yes"

 "I can't hear ya Mike. Ya have to speak louder."

 "Yes I want them."

 "Well then, here ya go!"

 So I got the clothes pins back on my nipples and I had to admit that I
wanted it. Oh good. I don't think I was very good at playing this game. And
so I twisted around in the fresh surge of pain from the clothes pins and my
dick was twitching around while Dave tickled my balls with a feather. I was
sweating by this time and breathing a mile a minute.

 "Just a few more questions..."

 "Like how soon can I cum? That's a good question!" I had to try. It was
all I could think about.

 "Naw, I was thinkin' about some other questions. Like, has your buddy Cory
ever sucked your cock?"

 "Yeah, a few times."

 "Only a few times? You sucked him off ten or twelve times but he only
sucks you a few times? What's up with that?"

 "Cory isn't very good at it and gags a lot so he usually just jerks me
off."

 "But you are good at it so you suck him off. And you like sucking Cory's
cock?"

 Dave had me on the edge of my orgasm again with that damn feather. He was
getting good at keeping me there, so close, with my orgasm hovering just
off in the distance. All this conversation stuff was doubly difficult
interspersed with gasps for air and lots of moaning and squirming around on
my part.

 "Yeah, I guess so."

 "What if I told you that ya weren't allowed to suck Cory's cock anymore
and that if ya did, you'd get paddled for it. What do ya say to that?"

 I wasn't sure what to say. How could he know if Cory and I fooled around
unless I told him? It didn't really matter. I was sucking Cory's cock
because it was the only cock that was available to me. I'd rather suck on
Dave's cock if given the choice.

 "Okay"

 That seemed to have caught Dave off guard. I guess he wasn't expecting
that answer. Heck, I wasn't expecting it either!

 "One more thing about Brandon. I told him that if he ever tried to pick on
ya or bully ya again I'd beat the shit out of him."

 Really? Wow. That was unexpected. I didn't know what to say. Brandon was
never actually mean to me, but he'd always been a bit of a bully and he
forced me suck his cock a few times and threatened to beat me up if I
didn't do it. I guess that's where I really learned how to suck cock. But
now Dave had threatened Brandon to stick up for me. I felt so good and so
happy.

 "One more question for ya Mike. Who's yer boyfriend?"

 "What? I don't have a boyfriend."

 "That answer is incorrect. Please try again."

 I thought for a moment and then started putting the pieces together.

"You are."

 "Very good. Ya learn quick Mike. Time for yer reward."

 With that, David leaned over and kissed me on the lips and then went down
and swallowed my cock all the way in one go. OMG. I nearly came right then
and there. I was so happy, I had a boyfriend and he was sucking my cock and
I was all tied up! It was probably as close to heaven as I'd ever be.


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