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Wednesday evening started out as it usually did - with Deke helpless. His mouth was stretched around a huge black ball gag, locked tight behind his head, and it was starting to make him drool on his boyfriend's thigh, where his chin was resting, although Max didn't seem to mind at all. He was even absently stroking Deke's head, running fingers through his thick long hair.
It was both a soothing and exciting sensation, particularly as Deke's limbs were cruelly roped into a hogtie, making the only movement he was capable of be a small flopping motion. Deke, being relatively new to bondage, was already quite turned on despite the uncomfortable stretch of his back, and his erection was pinned beneath his stomach, making the bouts of occasional tickling Max would deliver even more torturous.
Deke was a huge man, broad and muscular and very tall, but he had to admit he loved being dominated by his smaller boyfriend. In fact, he'd often tease his sweet-natured lover in order to receive some of that rougher treatment - to awaken that thing inside him that could simply stare Deke into submission.
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As they had become closer, Deke had started to more naturally fall into a submissive state of being, always being ready to obey his boyfriend and resign himself to being restrained and gagged. Bondage had become a regular part of their life together ever since Max had tricked Deke into being a live tickle torture demonstration at a Renaissance Faire. Deke had never considered before how much he loved it when his big frame and muscles were rendered useless. Not to mention, the pure trust he felt whenever Max was in control.
He felt a little rumble of pride deep in his belly as Max's hands roved across his broad back, checking out his straining back muscles... only for his little sound of contentment to turn into a whine when Max's cell phone began to vibrate and Max reached for it, cutting off the soothing touches.
"Mrrrrrrrm." Deke grumbled, before seeing Max smirk at him and place a finger to his lips.
"Hey, Kell, what's up?" Max asked. Deke sighed from behind the gag, his head slumping as much as his position allowed. Kellan was one of Max's closest friends. Along with a few others, they formed a little group Max often called the Knights, as in "sorry to leave the cock cage on you all night, babe, I have plans to play D&D with the Knights" or "Dekey, I'm going LARPing with the Knights, so I won't be coming over tonight" or whatever. Deke had actually started to resent them for keeping his boyfriend away from him every Friday night and various times throughout the week. Although outwardly he'd never begrudge Max for having friends.
In the midst of this reverie, Deke completely missed the entire conversation, so was at a complete loss as to the reason why Max was jumping up and down in glee. Max quickly hung up and charged the couch Deke was still tied up on and slid the last few feet to press a kiss to his boyfriend's forehead. "We did it, Dekey! We finally found the Castle!"
Deke tilted his head, groaning as Max finally began to undo the ropes holding him captive. He was kind of glad that the situation gave him the excuse to claim his groans were from soreness and fatigue rather than disappointment at not being kept as his boyfriend's prisoner. He sighed a little when Max took out the gag and massaged his jaw. "Better?"
"What's the Castle, babe?" Deke asked. Normally during a scene he'd refer to Max as "Sir" or "my lord" or "king" but he sensed that he had shifted back into boyfriend from bondage pet status. Although Max did keep the ropes binding his hands in place. He awkwardly shifted to the floor, leaning against Max's leg.
Max grinned. "Okay, so don't laugh."
"You know I won't." Deke smirked.
"Ever since Arthur and I were little, we always talked about living in a castle. It was our dream. We even had a clubhouse right on the border between our houses. We called it the Castle and we'd spend hours out there."
Arthur King was Max's oldest friend, all the way back since they were children and next-door neighbors. In high school they had gotten together as boyfriends and stayed together into college, where they discovered bondage together. Unfortunately for them (but much to Deke's good fortune), they discovered they were both dominants, and since going back to vanilla lovemaking appealed to neither of them, they returned to being the best of friends. Although Deke knew there wasn't anything between them... Arthur was still a very attractive man, and a model to boot, and seeing them greet each other with cheek kisses and hugs caused a twinge of jealousy to prick him. But Deke always knew that he had something to give Max that Arthur never could: submission.
Deke nodded to show he was listening.
"So, as we formed the Knights, we all thought about how cool it'd be to all live together in our own castle. Like make our own house. And finally we've found a place. We made a plan, about three years back, now. We'd pool together our resources, get a loan, and move into a place together. We'd be able to make adjustments to give us all our own areas. We even talked about how we'd deal with decorating and chores and stuff. Plus, most of us have lived with at least one other Knight, so we know we're compatible. But basically, we'd all move in together and share living costs, and it'd be just awesome - we'll all be able to make D&D sessions! It'll take a while to go through with this, but..."
Deke tilted his head, resting it on Max's knee. "But what?"
Max slid onto the floor and cuddled into Deke's side. At first the bound hands chest hug had been awkward, but over time Deke had become an expert at giving Max cuddles while he was tied up. Max sighed happily. "But I'm not going anywhere without you."
Deke shrugged. "Babe, you know I'm with you no matter what. You might as well put a collar on me that says 'Property of Max.'"
Max chuckled. "Oh, I plan to, cutie."
They laughed together before Max became serious again. "No, I mean it. Before you decide, I need to see if you're compatible with the Knights. Don't worry, it's not just me. Derek's got a boyfriend too, and he'll have to make sure we all mesh too. We have to be sure, 'cause this thing won't work if we're not all a hundred percent on board."
Deke leaned over to nuzzle Max's cheek with his nose. "Babe. What part of "I'm yours" are you not getting? I'm ready to do whatever I can to make you happy. So come on. Let's see if I can earn a seat at the Knights of the Nerdy Table."
Max grinned and pulled Deke into his lap, handgagging him and kissing his forehead. "Oh, Dekey. I have a feeling you actually might like the Knights more than you think. Especially since our full name is something you'll enjoy."
Deke made a quizzical "Mmmmph?" behind Max's hand.
"We're actually the Knights of the Bound table, my sweet knight."
Deke gave a little shudder. Something told him he'd be quite pleased with whatever his king had just gotten him into...
In case you're wondering, I have written about Max and Deke before! Check out one of their previous escapades here in "A Knight and His Lord" linked here!: https://tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=8&t=12174