Coming Home for Thanksgiving (M/M)
Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2020 1:52 am
Thanks for the cool comments. Gonna explore more ideas from my stories universe. Will be finishing up Cowboy Doll soon.
Coming Home For Thanksgiving
Chad knew he shouldn’t be doing it, but the fact he was all alone in the quiet car of the train with a charged phone and headphones seemed safe. He was watching a YouTube video of El Secuestrado. He was a YouTube personality whose content consisted of a very muscular guy in black joggers and black Addis’s wrestling high tops getting tied up in various periling positions. El Secuestrado had one other gimmick, he wore a black tiger luchador mask to conceal his identity. And he always looked like he was in a storage unit or something when he filmed himself.
Needless to say being a tugs enthusiast Chad was hooked. He watched El Secuestrado’s “holiday” update from Halloween. In this 15 minute masterpiece he was tied to a chair with orange duct tape, his mouth was plastered. The video had a villain’s voiceover that was a bit corny, but Chad couldn’t help but get into it.
He watched El Secuestrado struggle in the chair and gross under the layers of orange tape, and a satisfied smile formed on Chad’s face. It was a nice escape while it lasted. This was the first holiday back home since he moved an hour and a half away. Not to mention his first out of the closet Thanksgiving dinner. His parents were still adjusting to the thought.
Dinner went swiftly and without a hitch much to Chad’s surprise. This marked the second time he met his sister Marcy’s boyfriend Tony. He came over by Chad and sat with him in front of the TV as the rest of the family sat at the dinner table in an intense game of poker.
Chad took off his shoes and put his feet on the sofa. As he was gonna get ready to see if El Secuestrado’s page was updated. Much to his disappointment nothing was to be seen.
“Hey man get your smelly feet off my bed dude.” Tony said in a jovial tone.
“Yikes you gotta sleep on the sofa tonight?” Chad asked.
“Yeah, any couples who aren’t married are not sleeping in the same bed.” Tony said in an imitation of Chad’s mother.
“Well I’ll light a candle for your back, this thing is a killer!” Chad said as he started flipping through channels.
He stopped at TV Land, they were doing a western marathon.
“Hey I didn’t know this was a show before!” Tony said in excitement.
Chad paid closer attention to what he had put on and noticed it was the short lived series from the early sixties of Johnny West.
“Yeah it was on for like a season, I’m pretty sure it got canceled due to time constraints.” Chad said in jest.
“How so?” Tony asked confused.
“You wouldn’t believe how long it takes to tie someone up. And Johnny West always gets tangled in his own lasso.” Chad said with a laugh.
“Haha, it was a fun show though. I remember the short lived cartoon they played it in Spanish a lot when I was a kid.” Tony said his eyes fixated on the television.
“Oh I remember that! I think was on even less than this one. I think it only had like eight episodes before they switched it out for Pokémon reruns on Saturday morning.” Chad said also looking at what was on display on tv.
In the episode Johnny West was tied up to the bed of a coach less wagon. And the horses were headed towards a cliff.
“Will Johnny West escape his peril? Well stay tuned for the continuing story of The Johnny West Hour!” Broadcasted the TV.
The next thing Chad saw was the Gun Smoke credits start up. Much to his dismay.”What the hell?” Chad said in disappointment.
“That’s where the series ended. We never did find out if he escaped that runaway wagon.” Tony said grabbing the remote.
“ I didn’t realize you were such a Johnny West fan.” Chad said jokingly only to be put into a subtle case of shock when Tony faced him and opened up his flannel shirt to showcase a t-shirt that had the classic Johnny West comic cover on it.
“You bet! And like the great Johnny West I too face my own peril sleeping on this sofa that now reeks of your feet.” Tony joked.
“Well shit why don’t you sleep on my twin pull out in the basement?” Chad suggested.
“That’s a plan! Sounds way better than this sofa.” Tony said in relief.
“Exactly and I get to keep my feet up.” Chad finished.
The rest of the night carried on as normal everyone was beginning to settle in for the night and that dinner Chad’s mom prepared put everyone in the slumber kind of mood by only nine pm. Chad made his way downstairs to turn down his bed. He made it to the carpeted basement floor and saw an open black Nike duffle bag tossed on the chair next to the bed. A pair of black joggers were peaking out of the bag. He felt like he had seen them before but couldn’t place where.
Emerging from the bathroom was Tony who was dressed down in a black beater and shorts with tall white Nike socks. Chad couldn’t help but steal a few glances at how muscular Tony was. He caught himself and pulled the twin bed cot from under his.
“Oh sweet baby Jesus you are a lifesaver Chad! Marcy wants us to do a hike tomorrow and I would of does had I spent the night on that couch.” Tony said laying himself opposite of Chad so his head was by his feet.
“No problem.” Chad assured him as he lay his head down.
There was something corn chippy in the air where he was laying. He opened his eyes and on the cot next to him were Tony’s socked feet casting off the ungodly aroma.
“Jeez! And you were worried about my feet!” Chad joshed.
“My bad I didn’t change these after the gym.” Tony said taking off his socks and tucking them into his shoes.
He later back down and Chad once again was stealing glances at Tony and his big size 13 barefeet.
Both men laid there looking up at the cleaning trying to fall asleep.
“You know you’re a cool guy for letting me crash here. You weren’t like that the last time I visited. You seemed so cold and closed off. I don’t even think you left your room.” Tony said.
“Well a lot changes in a year, and I am a lot happier with the person I am now.” Chad said smiling as he thought about his place in life now.
“Yeah I heard. I think it’s really cool you came out. I know your parents are a bit old school.”
“Old Testament!” Chad chimed in.
“They were even hesitant about me dating Marcy at first. I know she’s been really schooling your folks about you while you were gone.” Tony added.
“Saint Marcy! Gotta love her.” Chad joked.
The night progressed and Chad fell asleep for about an hour. He got up to grab a drink and head back to bed. He made his way upstairs and fetched his drink. It was eleven at night and everyone was asleep, or so he thought. When he came back down he noticed the laundry room light was on from under the door. It was on the far end of the finished basement, but it was odd anyone to be using it this late at night. He turned on his phone camera and saw Tony was out of his bed. And as he lit up the room he saw the duffle bag was gone too.
He sat on his bed about to lay back down and dismiss this as Tony sneaking off to visit Marcy while everyone was asleep. But he heard something coming from the laundry room. He couldn’t make it out. So he figured why not investigate.
He made his way over to the door and the sound grew a touch more audible. It sounded really muffled even from behind the door. Chad gripped the knob, he had an idea of what was going on. He just went for it and swung open the door saying.
“Okay you two love birds break it up!” Chad chimed as he popped inside the room.
What he saw he was not prepared for. There was El Secuestrado hogtied and gagged in the floor of his laundry room. The masked man panicked and made his way over to his phone that was rested on a tripod and he turned it off. His hands only looked tied up. He removed his mask and Chad put it together. El Secuestrado was Tony. The body, the joggers, the black wrestling shoes.
“Look I can explain…” Tony said nervously.
“You better, this outta be good.” Chad said blocking the exit.
TBC
Coming Home For Thanksgiving
Chad knew he shouldn’t be doing it, but the fact he was all alone in the quiet car of the train with a charged phone and headphones seemed safe. He was watching a YouTube video of El Secuestrado. He was a YouTube personality whose content consisted of a very muscular guy in black joggers and black Addis’s wrestling high tops getting tied up in various periling positions. El Secuestrado had one other gimmick, he wore a black tiger luchador mask to conceal his identity. And he always looked like he was in a storage unit or something when he filmed himself.
Needless to say being a tugs enthusiast Chad was hooked. He watched El Secuestrado’s “holiday” update from Halloween. In this 15 minute masterpiece he was tied to a chair with orange duct tape, his mouth was plastered. The video had a villain’s voiceover that was a bit corny, but Chad couldn’t help but get into it.
He watched El Secuestrado struggle in the chair and gross under the layers of orange tape, and a satisfied smile formed on Chad’s face. It was a nice escape while it lasted. This was the first holiday back home since he moved an hour and a half away. Not to mention his first out of the closet Thanksgiving dinner. His parents were still adjusting to the thought.
Dinner went swiftly and without a hitch much to Chad’s surprise. This marked the second time he met his sister Marcy’s boyfriend Tony. He came over by Chad and sat with him in front of the TV as the rest of the family sat at the dinner table in an intense game of poker.
Chad took off his shoes and put his feet on the sofa. As he was gonna get ready to see if El Secuestrado’s page was updated. Much to his disappointment nothing was to be seen.
“Hey man get your smelly feet off my bed dude.” Tony said in a jovial tone.
“Yikes you gotta sleep on the sofa tonight?” Chad asked.
“Yeah, any couples who aren’t married are not sleeping in the same bed.” Tony said in an imitation of Chad’s mother.
“Well I’ll light a candle for your back, this thing is a killer!” Chad said as he started flipping through channels.
He stopped at TV Land, they were doing a western marathon.
“Hey I didn’t know this was a show before!” Tony said in excitement.
Chad paid closer attention to what he had put on and noticed it was the short lived series from the early sixties of Johnny West.
“Yeah it was on for like a season, I’m pretty sure it got canceled due to time constraints.” Chad said in jest.
“How so?” Tony asked confused.
“You wouldn’t believe how long it takes to tie someone up. And Johnny West always gets tangled in his own lasso.” Chad said with a laugh.
“Haha, it was a fun show though. I remember the short lived cartoon they played it in Spanish a lot when I was a kid.” Tony said his eyes fixated on the television.
“Oh I remember that! I think was on even less than this one. I think it only had like eight episodes before they switched it out for Pokémon reruns on Saturday morning.” Chad said also looking at what was on display on tv.
In the episode Johnny West was tied up to the bed of a coach less wagon. And the horses were headed towards a cliff.
“Will Johnny West escape his peril? Well stay tuned for the continuing story of The Johnny West Hour!” Broadcasted the TV.
The next thing Chad saw was the Gun Smoke credits start up. Much to his dismay.”What the hell?” Chad said in disappointment.
“That’s where the series ended. We never did find out if he escaped that runaway wagon.” Tony said grabbing the remote.
“ I didn’t realize you were such a Johnny West fan.” Chad said jokingly only to be put into a subtle case of shock when Tony faced him and opened up his flannel shirt to showcase a t-shirt that had the classic Johnny West comic cover on it.
“You bet! And like the great Johnny West I too face my own peril sleeping on this sofa that now reeks of your feet.” Tony joked.
“Well shit why don’t you sleep on my twin pull out in the basement?” Chad suggested.
“That’s a plan! Sounds way better than this sofa.” Tony said in relief.
“Exactly and I get to keep my feet up.” Chad finished.
The rest of the night carried on as normal everyone was beginning to settle in for the night and that dinner Chad’s mom prepared put everyone in the slumber kind of mood by only nine pm. Chad made his way downstairs to turn down his bed. He made it to the carpeted basement floor and saw an open black Nike duffle bag tossed on the chair next to the bed. A pair of black joggers were peaking out of the bag. He felt like he had seen them before but couldn’t place where.
Emerging from the bathroom was Tony who was dressed down in a black beater and shorts with tall white Nike socks. Chad couldn’t help but steal a few glances at how muscular Tony was. He caught himself and pulled the twin bed cot from under his.
“Oh sweet baby Jesus you are a lifesaver Chad! Marcy wants us to do a hike tomorrow and I would of does had I spent the night on that couch.” Tony said laying himself opposite of Chad so his head was by his feet.
“No problem.” Chad assured him as he lay his head down.
There was something corn chippy in the air where he was laying. He opened his eyes and on the cot next to him were Tony’s socked feet casting off the ungodly aroma.
“Jeez! And you were worried about my feet!” Chad joshed.
“My bad I didn’t change these after the gym.” Tony said taking off his socks and tucking them into his shoes.
He later back down and Chad once again was stealing glances at Tony and his big size 13 barefeet.
Both men laid there looking up at the cleaning trying to fall asleep.
“You know you’re a cool guy for letting me crash here. You weren’t like that the last time I visited. You seemed so cold and closed off. I don’t even think you left your room.” Tony said.
“Well a lot changes in a year, and I am a lot happier with the person I am now.” Chad said smiling as he thought about his place in life now.
“Yeah I heard. I think it’s really cool you came out. I know your parents are a bit old school.”
“Old Testament!” Chad chimed in.
“They were even hesitant about me dating Marcy at first. I know she’s been really schooling your folks about you while you were gone.” Tony added.
“Saint Marcy! Gotta love her.” Chad joked.
The night progressed and Chad fell asleep for about an hour. He got up to grab a drink and head back to bed. He made his way upstairs and fetched his drink. It was eleven at night and everyone was asleep, or so he thought. When he came back down he noticed the laundry room light was on from under the door. It was on the far end of the finished basement, but it was odd anyone to be using it this late at night. He turned on his phone camera and saw Tony was out of his bed. And as he lit up the room he saw the duffle bag was gone too.
He sat on his bed about to lay back down and dismiss this as Tony sneaking off to visit Marcy while everyone was asleep. But he heard something coming from the laundry room. He couldn’t make it out. So he figured why not investigate.
He made his way over to the door and the sound grew a touch more audible. It sounded really muffled even from behind the door. Chad gripped the knob, he had an idea of what was going on. He just went for it and swung open the door saying.
“Okay you two love birds break it up!” Chad chimed as he popped inside the room.
What he saw he was not prepared for. There was El Secuestrado hogtied and gagged in the floor of his laundry room. The masked man panicked and made his way over to his phone that was rested on a tripod and he turned it off. His hands only looked tied up. He removed his mask and Chad put it together. El Secuestrado was Tony. The body, the joggers, the black wrestling shoes.
“Look I can explain…” Tony said nervously.
“You better, this outta be good.” Chad said blocking the exit.
TBC