HOME INVASION (MMM/MM, M/M)

[bondageboy1911]

The Earl of Bindington woke up very early in the morning. It was a beautiful autumn day with the sun shining and the wind blowing, the Earl put on a light coat and stepped outside into his garden. Many trees had changed their colors, lighted up the garden with yellow and red tints. He inhaled a big breath full of fresh air and appreciated the gorgeous view of the garden that he had tended almost by himself, with the seldom help of a gardener.

Looking at the watch on his left wrist, only 8:00 AM, he went back into the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee. While waiting for the coffee to be brewed, he started to make breakfast. He cracked two eggs and dropped them into the poacher, then put two pieces of bread into the toaster. Tomatoes and mushrooms were being grilled while he was heating the baked bean and the sausages were frying on a pan. He adjusted everything perfectly so that they will be done at the same time. The Earl transferred everything into two plates, put the ingredients neatly, and decorated the plates with some green vegetables before placing both of them on the table.

After a while, the coffee was done, he made himself a cup, adding some milk but no sugar, the Earl loved the bitter taste of coffee itself. He sat down in a chair, picked up the newspaper that lied on the table, and started to read through it. This is the usual morning routine of the Earl of Bindington, and he follows it almost every day with no exception.

Talking about the Earl a little bit, His Most Honourable’s full name is John Tierney but people usually refer to him as The Earl. He is in his early forties, although he looks a lot younger than that thanks to his healthy and efficient lifestyle. He is very handsome, and his body is in top shape since he worked out daily. Besides his good appearance, people who know him always praise him as a modest, kind, and gentle person although he could easily be one of the richest people in the entire region, or the state. He is never one of those rick jerks that boast about their money or their aristocratic blood. Instead, the Earl of Bindington is always nice to other people, especially his helpers, not that he has many of them though. He only has three, one gardener as mentioned before, one maid that works around the house three times a week, and an on-call chauffeur when the Earl needs to attend a formal-setting event. He rarely showed up on newspapers or tabloids. Therefore, outside of the region, not many people know or ever heard about him and his title, but the Earl is fine with that. He does not want to put himself in the limelight since it would derive him from the privacy that he enjoyed.

When the Lord has read half the pages of his newspapers, there are sounds of footsteps on the stairs that connect the first floor to the living room on the ground floor. Without raising his head, the Earl said: “Alex, mind your steps, it’s too noisy.”

A young man was walking down the stairs. As he heard the words that came from the Earl’s mouth, he stopped his footsteps and walked down more cautiously. “Yes, dad. I’m sorry.”

This handsome young lad is the Earl’s only son and heir. His name is Alexander Tierney, the Viscount of Gagonia. The Viscount turned 20 last week, become the most eligible bachelor in the entire region. As a workout partner of his father since a young age, the Viscount also has a very nice body. Muscular, lean, and very healthy. He took over his father a lot in appearance, especially those brilliant bright green eyes and a head full of ginger hair. His mother passed away after giving birth to him due to complications, Alex has been raised solely by his father since a very young age. His father loves him very much but he’s also very strict. As soon as he could think, his father taught him carefully about the etiquette, rule, and manner to become a gentleman. The Viscount more or less inherited many good personality traits from the Earl of Bindington but as a young person, he can not be calm and mindful as his father but can be a little bit childish and hot-tempered.

Alex walked down the last stair and put both feet on the ground, he walked towards the dining table. “Sit down and have some breakfast. You’re five minutes late today, son.”

The Earl talked to his son, still not taking his eyes off his newspaper. Alex pulled a chair out and sat down: “I went to bed a little late yesterday, dad. There was a very interesting show that I couldn’t take my eyes off.”

This time, the Earl finally raised his head to look at his son’s face. He adjusted his glasses and asked: “Was that show educational? Was it free of profanities? Explicit scenes?”

Alex felt uncomfortable under his father's judgy look that could even compare to a sharp razor. Alex could hear his heart just skip a beat. He lowered his head and whispered: “It… it was, dad.”

“Good.”

The Earl did not pay attention to his son anymore, he kept reading his newspaper for a little bit more while his son was fidgeting inside his seat. The Earl put his newspaper down, for the time being, looked straight into his son’s eyes, and said: “Eat, Alex. The foods are getting cold. If you like a drink then serve yourself, I am not completely sure if you like milk or orange juice more.”

Alex nodded lightly and stood up, pouring himself a cup of milk and sitting down again. “Thank you for making breakfast today, dad. Enjoy the meals.”

The Earl gave a small nod and started to eat his portion. Alex also dug in. Father and son ate together in complete silence, no talking, only the sound of chewing lingers in the atmosphere.

After finishing the breakfasts, Alex stood up and collected the dishes. He rinsed and put them inside the dishwasher. His dad finished his coffee and was still reading the newspaper. Alex went back to the table and secretly looked at his dad from top to bottom. He is definitely a brilliant businessman and with a good personality albeit a little bit strict, but his sense of style is way too outdated. The Earl prides himself as a true royalist and he always dresses up to be one. That means formal wear every day year-round. Suits, vests, three-piece tuxedos have been stocked up in his wardrobe. But the weirdest thing about his dressing is that he never wears the sports sock that most of the men in this century always wear. The socks his dad has been more like female stockings, sheer and knee-high with garters. Sometimes they appear to be pantyhoses that cover the crotch area as well. Alex remembered asking his dad about them before since they are the only footwears his dad let him wear. His dad told him that these were the original socks that royal men wore from the beginning and wearing them to retain their heritages and live true to their roots. Alex doesn’t hate wearing them, but he thinks they are very delicate and old-fashion, easy to rip when playing sports. When he got a little bit older, outside of the sheer stockings or pantyhose that he always wears, he donned another pair of sports socks outside, usually knee-length to cover up the inside footwear. His dad, on the other hand, wears only them so he tended to layer them together.

His dad was wearing a white shirt with black trousers, a black tie, and a pair of sheer socks or pantyhose that was hidden behind a pair of slippers. Okay, good start, simple and normal enough. Good job, dad. He gave his dad a thumb up in secret. Alex had to go to school today so he was wearing his school uniform which consists of a shirt, black blazer, and a striped tie. It’s summer so the uniform includes knee-length shorts and a pair of striped knee-high socks. Yesterday, Alex came home a little late. He was super tired and too caught up watching an anime series, he forgot to take off his footwear for that day which is a black pantyhose. This morning he woke up late so there was no time to change it out, Alex hoped the striped socks would help him cover the shameful secret that was hidden under his shorts.

Alex said goodbye to his father and went upstairs to retrieve his backpack. Usually, his father would drive him to school by himself. However, the Earl already told Alex yesterday that he will have an old friend who will drop by to visit today so Alex will go to school with Patrick the chauffeur. Patrick was already waiting outside for him, Alex put on his sneakers, opened the door, and walked outside.

The Earl saw his son went outside, waited a little bit more, and put the newspaper down. He took his phone out and checked the lock screen. It looked like he was waiting for someone or something of somewhat importance. He put the phone back into his pocket, stood up, and walked lazily to the living room. The Earl turned the TV on and flopped into the soft sofa. He shook his slippers off and rested his socked feet on the table, slowly falling asleep through the sweet melodies that were playing on the TV.

[KidnappedCowboy]

Nice introduction, [mention]bondageboy1911[/mention]

The setting appears to be a quiet, stately home in the countryside with an eccentric aristocrat and his heir in residence...just another English gentleman and his son..."Nothing to see here, Sir, Move Along, If You Please."

But what awaits? Like underneath the Earl's bespoke, Savile Row suits...

At least two gentlemen may soon be hosed!

[bondageboy1911]

Nice introduction, @bondageboy1911

The setting appears to be a quiet, stately home in the countryside with an eccentric aristocrat and his heir in residence...just another English gentleman and his son..."Nothing to see here, Sir, Move Along, If You Please."

But what awaits? Like underneath the Earl's bespoke, Savile Row suits...

At least two gentlemen may soon be hosed!

They will be, very soon lol.

I spent too much time setting the scene though.

[KidnappedCowboy]

I spent too much time setting the scene though.

I, for one, like scenes that are set.

[tapegagged08]

Love this setup! Excited for the next part

[bondageboy1911]

Love this setup! Excited for the next part

Thank you, Tapegagged08 :> Hope you like the second part I will post right now.

[bondageboy1911]

PART 2 is here.

Alex finished his classes around 5 PM that day. His dad called him earlier during the break that Alex would not need to come home on time today. It was quite weird to Alex because his father is a time-manageable person and he follows the same timetable every day. Maybe it was dad’s friend who kept him occupied. Alex would not wonder for a lot of time though. As a youngster who lives with a very strict parent, he found this was of a lifetime chance. Coincidentally, this evening would be Chelsea’s birthday party and Alex was invited along with his best friend, Franklin “Frenzie” Capturen. Chelsea is the hottest and most famous girl from the cheerleader squad. Alex thought about turning down the invitation since his dad would never allow him to go home late, especially for a party like this. He deemed them dangerous and immoral. Luck was on Alex’s side this time. He took out his mobile phone and called Patrick. Alex told him he would go to Frenzie’s house and Frenzie’s personal driver would take him home later. Patrick was easily swayed by the persuasive young Viscount. Alex smiled to himself, together with Frenzie went back to his house.

Alex borrowed some of Frenzie’s clothes to change into since he could not go to a birthday party wearing a school uniform. Fortunately, Alex and Frenzie have the same body type and their heights are about the same. Alex changed into a black short-sleeve shirt and a pair of Bermuda shorts. He did not forget to borrow a pair of knee-high white socks to cover the black pantyhose. Frenzie was in a similar outfit, but his shirt was pink. That guy has a taste for colourful items of clothing. Capturen’s family driver took both of them to the party’s location. Chelsea required invitees to not bring any gifts at all. Her birthday party was lavish, expensive, and fun. Chelsea’s parents were a pair of millionaires so their mansion was huge, with a couple of big pools. There were a lot of exquisite foods and fruit punches. Some also sneaked in boozes. The kids had a lot of fun playing games, chatting, and relaxing in the pool. As a classmate of Chelsea and also considered one of the hottest guys in school, Alex was asked to join the cheerleader and football squad for some kissing and truth-or-dare game. Alex was having the fun of his life since this was the first he attended a party, not imagining a party on this scale. He drank quite a bit of the fruit punch, and also drank an amount of alcohol as punishment from those games.
When it was time to go home, Alex was already a little bit drunk. His face blushed by the reaction to alcohol and his head was a little bit light. Frenzie had his driver wait for both of them already. Alex almost lost his footing when entering the car, prompted Frenzie to hold his hand, and pulled him up.

It was a 30 minutes drive from Chelsea’s home back to Alex’s neighborhood. Alex opened the car’s window and let the night wind caressed his face, making him feel a little bit soberer. The limousine silently moved through a dark neighbourhood, came to a stop, and parked right next to Alex’s house. Alex was about to open the car’s door when Frenzie offered:
“Hey, let me go in there with you. I can help you explain to your dad.”

“It’s fine. I’ve already told Patrick. He’s probably told, my dad. I’ll be fine.” Alex replied with a slight smile.

Frenzie’s face still showed nervousness: “Are you sure? You’re drunk!”

“No, I’m not. It’s alright. Go back. It’s dark already.” Alex insisted.

Frenzie conceded eventually, there was no way to make Alex do anything he does not want to. Frenzie knows how stubborn his friend can be. He waved goodbye to Alex and told his driver to drive back home.

Alex waited until Frenzie’s limousine disappeared insight then he turned around towards his house. He opened the big iron gate in front of him and went inside. As drunk as he was, Alex did not pay attention to the lock that was hanging right on the door and it was supposed to be locked when he went inside. Little did Alex know, there were three shadows lurked right behind him. They did not make any sounds so Alex had no idea, just kept walking towards his house. The three shadows waited a little bit to make sure Alex could not hear and gently opened the gate, following him.

Alex walked slowly on the granite way that leads to the front door. He was thinking about how he can escape his father and went straight to his room. Alex hoped his father had already gone to bed so he would not have to present himself in front of him. While his head was tangled in thoughts, he made it to the front door subconsciously. When Alex raised his hand up to open the door and about to pull it out, he heard footsteps growing closer to him. Alex did not even have time to turn his head back when he felt a pair of hands covered his mouth tightly and another one grabbed both of his arms and forced them behind his back.

Alex tried to fight back but the hands were quite strong, making it hard to struggle. He felt something cold with a round end placed next to his temple, and a male voice whispered in his ear: “Be quiet and you won’t be harmed. Step forward!”
The other two shoved Alex forward into the house. Four people, one was pushed and another three followed closely into a hallway. There are two rooms situated opposite each other, one is the living room, and one is the kitchen. The TV was on and playing some kind of melodies. The three intruders forced Alex to enter the living room, marching towards a big sofa that laid in the middle of the room.

“Alex?” The Earl heard the footsteps right behind him. Oi, he fell asleep listening to this classical music. But wait for a second, why did he hear more than one pair of footsteps? “You’re back already, son? Having fun in the young Lord Franklin Capturen’s house?”

The Earl did not receive any answers at all, weird. He started to get up from his sleeping positions but his feet were numb. He managed to sit up and turned his head back towards the door. The thing he saw made him want to jump in his seat and scream. His son was being held tightly by two people dressed in all-black, their faces covered by some sheer fabrics. There was another one dressed the same standing right next to his son, pointing a gun towards Alex’s temple. The Earl froze for some time before he could react to this situation.

“Who are you? And why are you holding my son like that? What do you…” Did not let the Earl finish his questioning, the guy who was holding the gun put his index in front of his mouth, signaling the Earl to be silent. The Earl worried about his son’s safety so he obeyed the intruder’s order.

“Not a word, Your Most Honourable. About who we are, you don’t need to know that. Your son is fine, we don’t even dare to hurt one of his hair.” The intruder guy answered with a calm and sarcastic voice, laughing halfway through his speech. “We are just paying Your Most Honourable and your son, His Honourable a quick visit. If you both cooperate with us, there will be no need for violence to occur today.”

The Earl looked back to the three intruders and the gun one of them held in his hand. He swallowed once and slightly nodded. The gun-wielding guy gave a smirk and turned to his partners, giving a small nod. The hand that covered Alex's mouth and two hands that grabbed his hands were let loose. Angry and hurt, Alex started to scream: “You friggin’ bastar…”

“Not a word, young Viscount. Not. a. single. word!” The last four words came out as threatening. Alex was intimidated for a second, he stared at his dad’s face until he saw a small nod from him, then shut his mouth.

“Good boy.” That guy gave a half-hearted laugh again. “You can do something for me now, Your Honourable.” With his gun still pointing to the direction of Alex, he whispered something to one of his accomplices and the other guy nodded. “My friend here will accompany Your Honourable upstairs to collect some useful things for our mission, is that alright?”

“Please don’t hurt him, I shall give you guys everything you want. Don’t hurt him.” The Earl pleaded to these intruders, he feared that they would harm his beloved son.

“No such thing, Your Most Honourable. As I told you before, if you both cooperate with us, then no harm will inflict.” The guy looked the Earl right in his eyes, which gave the Earl a chill. “We promise.” The Earl himself did not know why he actually trusted this bad guy but he finally gave a nod. “It’s alright, Alex. Everything will be fine. Go with him.”

Still scared but his dad’s voice gave Alex some courage and calm. He eventually followed the other guy upstairs, leaving two intruders and his dad in the living room.

The Earl was standing in the big, fancy living room with two dangerous strangers and did not know what he should do. The gun-holding guy let his partner hold the gun for him and took a bag off his back. He opened the bag and from inside, took out a bunch of ropes. This guy turned to the confused Earl: “Your Most Honourable, I apologize in advance but this will be a little bit uncomfortable. Thus, bear with us please.”

He walked towards the Earl, holding a coil of rope in his one hand. “What… what do you want to do?” The other guy smiled through his sheer-covered face. “Can Your Most Honourable put yer hand behind your back please? Or do you want a little help from my friend here?”

The Earl looked at the other guy and decided it was best if he would follow their orders. He crossed his hands behind his back, one on top of another. The intruder used a sturdy to tie the Earl’s wrist together, wrapped around many times then tied a knot in the middle to make sure it was secure enough. The Earl let out a small distress sound but remained still.

“Aw. Hurt already? I’m so sorry Your Most Honourable.” Stopped for a while, that guy signaled something to his accomplice. The other guy looked like he understood and left the room in the confused and vulnerable state of the Earl. He left the room and came back later with a chair from the kitchen and set it right behind the tied up Earl. “Your Most Honourable, please have a seat.”

The Earl froze for a while but realized what he meant, he tried to sit down on the chair. The intruder made sure his bound hands were placed behind the chair. This guy crouched down with more rope in hand, tying up each of his socked feet to each of the chair’s legs. The intruder guy let out a small laugh as if he discovered something interesting, he said with a hint of sarcasm: “Pardon me Your Most Honourable but I find that your socks are a little bit sheer. They don’t look very much like male socks, do they?”

When the Earl heard the question, his face turned slightly red. He remained silent though and did not answer the question. At that moment, the other intruder and Alex were back into the living room together, Alex walked in front of the other guy, holding some stuff in his hands. When he saw his dad was immobilized in the chair, he cried out: “What are you doi…”

His mouth was instantly covered by one big hand. “Boy, boy, Your Honourable. Please behave yourself. This is only procedural, we mean no harm to you or your dad. Got it?” Alex heard that and although still angry, he calmed down a little bit and nodded. The seemingly mastermind signaled one more time for his accomplice to move his hand. “Shall we proceed?”

It was just a rhetorical question, the mastermind ordered Alex to put the things that he was holding on the floor and went on to tie up Alex’s hand while the other accomplice held his hand behind his back. Another chair was brought inside the room, one guy forced Alex to sit on it and the mastermind repeatedly tied his feet to the chair’s leg. After making sure that both father and son were bound tightly on their respective chairs, the mastermind went over to the pile of things that were on the floor. He took a closer look at them, as he instructed, there were some sheer, soccer and dress socks and some pantyhoses - the kind of lingerie women wear. He picked out a pair of red soccer socks and a pair of blue sheer socks, bringing them over to where the Earl and Alex were tied up.

“I don’t want to do this to you, gentlemen but I’ll have to. To make sure we have no accident, I’ll have to make sure both of you here will stay as quiet as possible.” He raised two pairs of socks in his hand that he picked out earlier. The Earl and Alex both swallowed at the same time. Alex wanted to protest again but he did not want to be hand-gagged anymore so he chose to remain silent. The talkative intruder turned to the Earl: “You wanna go first Your Most Honourable? Set a good example for your rebellious son here?”

The Earl was disgusted but he tried to stay calm. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He approached the Earl and went behind him. “To strengthen the bond between father and son, I will use your son’s socks to gag you. Would you mind?” The Earl felt like he would puke for a second. His son’s socks are one of the filthiest things in the world. Alex sweats really bad, especially after he played sports. Although the Earl would collect and wash his son’s clothes from time to time, Alex still has many items that he throws under his bed and certainly, most of them are soccer socks. As these socks were red in colour, the Earl was not sure whether they were clean or not. He could only hope these were the new ones that Alex have not worn yet.

“Opened.” The Earl had no other option than to open his mouth. A big soccer sock was stuffed deep inside his mouth, completely filled it and made his cheek bulge like a chipmunk. A salty taste and stinky smell told him that this sock was not clean at all, even worse could be two or three days old. The Earl gagged a little bit, he wanted to spit it out as fast as possible. The intruder of course knew how to prevent that, he used the other sock, tied a knot in the middle, and secured it tightly in the Earl’s mouth, preventing him from any effort to spit the stuffed socks out. The Earl let out some distress sound, feeling absolutely disgusted with this soccer socks gag.

The intruder quickly moved to apply the same treatment to Alex. Alex reacted stronger than his dad, refusing to open his mouth. It did not discourage the mastermind guy, he pinched Alex’s nose hard to cut all of his air supply. After 15 seconds, Alex opened his mouth to gasp for air. As soon as he opened it, a sheer blue sock was jammed inside his mouth. The taste was not that bad and it was not very thick so it was only a little uncomfortable. One more sock was tied around to make a cleave gag. Alex’s situation was much better than his father but he was still quite angry. He groaned continuously into his gag, making as much noise as possible.

“Oh, look at the time. It’s a little bit late now, don’t you think? I guess Your Most Honourable and Your Honourable here are very tired now. Let’s prepare you for a good night's sleep huh?” Both father and son confused with the words of these intruders, they made some quiet protests inside their gags. From inside the bag, he took two black sleep eye-masks out, giving each of his accomplices one. The victims struggled a little bit but the intruder’s rope skills were very good. The knots were so tight it was hurt every time they moved. The two accomplices went behind the Earl and Alex and put the eye-masks over their eyes, covering their sights. They could not see anymore, the eye-masks did a good job shutting all the light.

Being helpless, tied up, gagged, and blindfolded, the Earl and his son could only hear the intruders moving to places, probably loading their bags with valuables around the house. Alex tried to protest under his gag and struggled furiously to no avail. After a while that felt like a century, they were back into the living room, whispering to each other as Alex and his dad could not figure out what they were talking about. The familiar voice was speaking again: “Thank you for your cooperation, gentlemen. You were such nice hosts tonight. However, we have to make sure you would stay safe and secure before we leave. So if this makes you feel uncomfortable, please tell us.” He stopped a few seconds and burst out laughing. “Ah right. You can’t. Haha. I’m so silly.”

Despite the angry sounds both the Earl and Alex let out, the intruders proceed with their plan. They tied more rope around the noble victims’ legs, securing them tightly to the chairs. Even their elbows were also bound tightly, hurting them in the process. However, that was not the end of these intruders’ plan to make sure their victims stayed right where they were. Two worn pantyhoses that were retrieved in Alex’s room were deemed useful. The pantyhoses were pulled over their faces. The intruders made sure that the crotches were placed right in front of their noses. The Earl was taken back immediately when he breathed the smell of his son’s pantyhose over his head. It was bad, very nasty and pungent, overall pretty unpleasant. Alex was not feeling any better than his dad, forcing him to smell his own pantyhose crotch like this. It added the humiliating factor when the intruder said: “Oi man, not only these blue-collared guys are pervs, these pantyhose are nasty. These friggin’ pantyhoses suit their faces. Haha.”

Admiring their works with their poor victims, the intruders laughed and prepared to leave. “Thank you Your Most Honourable and Your Honourable for a pleasant night. I hope you gentlemen enjoy this predicament. Goodbye for now.” The Earl and Alex heard their footsteps grow further and further away, and finally, the sound of a door was closed. Alex and his dad were left in complete darkness, silence, and immobilization.

[bondagefreak]

[mention]bondageboy1911[/mention]
First off, I want to congratulate you for posting this tale.
While I'm really not into feminine-looking wear or pantyhose, several of the elements presented here tick my boxes big times.

I believe you were correct in your estimate that the introduction chapter was a bit too long-winded.
Many readers on here find long introductions to be daunting, so there's definitely something to be said for brevity.

The pantyhose M/M scene is also very VERY niche. Posting about this here and giving this a lot of spotlight in your story is quite a gamble.
Unless you're willing to spent months trying to attract a base of readers who share this interest of yours, you might find that it is a limiting topic in terms of garnering comments and support.

However (and this is a big however), your excellent writing, John and Alex, and some of the other elements you present to us here might work in your favour and still prove enjoyable to those who do not share your attraction for pantyhose.


In my case, it was the father/son element and the ensuing sockgags that secured my attention.
When you posted the first chapter a short while ago, I skimmed through it as I do most posts, but didn't read much of it.

I did the same for the second chapter you posted today, but while glancing at the lower lines, noticed the interesting character dynamics and the use of smelly socks as gags.

That got me to produce a big sigh, and then got me scrolling back up to give the story a proper readthrough.
You know what? I'm glad I did.
By the end of chapter two I had a great big smile on my face


I love sports socks and I love sheer and dress socks as well.
The father/son duo is also a fairly popular combination here, and one that I definitely enjoy.

The dialogue was nice, but the cherry on the cake for me was the Earl complaining about how he often had to pick up after his son and launder the super smelly socks that Alex often tossed under his bed. Loved the commentary!
And then you went ahead and gagged the poor man with his own son's ripe soccer socks.

DEFINITELY a good way to ensure some quality father/son bonding time


Alex was pretty lucky with his gag though.
Those blue socks of his don't sound all that bad.
Next time Alex finds himself being bound up, I think he needs to get a taste of his old man's well-worn dress socks
It would only be fair considering how much trouble those smelly red soccer socks of his are giving the Earl right now.


In any case, I'm definitely looking forward to the next part.
Keep up the good work, buddy!
Enjoying this!

P.s- I think it's time you started a post on the M/M author's index.
As soon as you get your list started, I'll be adding your name to the top of the thread.

[KidnappedCowboy]

I believe you were correct in your estimate that the introduction chapter was a bit too long-winded.
Many readers on here find long introductions to be daunting, so there's definitely something to be said for brevity.

Well, [mention]bondageboy1911[/mention], I do not wish to contradict [mention]bondagefreak[/mention], there is something to said for detail. There are times when you want to cut to the chase, and then there are times when you like a build-up to a climactic scene.

It's your call. The stories here that get a great deal of feedback are the ones with not a great deal of build up. Mine don't fall into that category. I have a few who comment...and Boy! Do I appreciate them! But, judging from the number of "views," I still get a great many readers.

Again, it's your call.

BTW, I love Part II.

Also love the names!!

[tapegagged08]

Excellent chapter!

[bondageboy1911]

@bondageboy1911
First off, I want to congratulate you for posting this tale.
While I'm really not into feminine-looking wear or pantyhose, several of the elements presented here tick my boxes big times.

I believe you were correct in your estimate that the introduction chapter was a bit too long-winded.
Many readers on here find long introductions to be daunting, so there's definitely something to be said for brevity.

The pantyhose M/M scene is also very VERY niche. Posting about this here and giving this a lot of spotlight in your story is quite a gamble.
Unless you're willing to spent months trying to attract a base of readers who share this interest of yours, you might find that it is a limiting topic in terms of garnering comments and support.

However (and this is a big however), your excellent writing, John and Alex, and some of the other elements you present to us here might work in your favour and still prove enjoyable to those who do not share your attraction for pantyhose.


In my case, it was the father/son element and the ensuing sockgags that secured my attention.
When you posted the first chapter a short while ago, I skimmed through it as I do most posts, but didn't read much of it.

I did the same for the second chapter you posted today, but while glancing at the lower lines, noticed the interesting character dynamics and the use of smelly socks as gags.

That got me to produce a big sigh, and then got me scrolling back up to give the story a proper readthrough.
You know what? I'm glad I did.
By the end of chapter two I had a great big smile on my face


I love sports socks and I love sheer and dress socks as well.
The father/son duo is also a fairly popular combination here, and one that I definitely enjoy.

The dialogue was nice, but the cherry on the cake for me was the Earl complaining about how he often had to pick up after his son and launder the super smelly socks that Alex often tossed under his bed. Loved the commentary!
And then you went ahead and gagged the poor man with his own son's ripe soccer socks.

DEFINITELY a good way to ensure some quality father/son bonding time


Alex was pretty lucky with his gag though.
Those blue socks of his don't sound all that bad.
Next time Alex finds himself being bound up, I think he needs to get a taste of his old man's well-worn dress socks
It would only be fair considering how much trouble those smelly red soccer socks of his are giving the Earl right now.


In any case, I'm definitely looking forward to the next part.
Keep up the good work, buddy!
Enjoying this!

P.s- I think it's time you started a post on the M/M author's index.
As soon as you get your list started, I'll be adding your name to the top of the thread.

Thank you for your descriptive and highly constructive comment, Bondagefreak!

I agree the pantyhose M/M is hard to attract people but I can't help it It is one of my kinks. I guess I'll try to insert it more discreetly next time

I definitely gave Alex a less painful treatment in this chapter. He's still a young guy, hasn't experienced many things in this world yet so I let his father set a good example for him first.

Alex won't be very lucky next chapter though. There will be a lot of first time experience for him waiting for him

Sincerely,
bondageboy1911
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[bondageboy1911]

I believe you were correct in your estimate that the introduction chapter was a bit too long-winded.
Many readers on here find long introductions to be daunting, so there's definitely something to be said for brevity.

Well, @bondageboy1911, I do not wish to contradict @bondagefreak, there is something to said for detail. There are times when you want to cut to the chase, and then there are times when you like a build-up to a climactic scene.

It's your call. The stories here that get a great deal of feedback are the ones with not a great deal of build up. Mine don't fall into that category. I have a few who comment...and Boy! Do I appreciate them! But, judging from the number of "views," I still get a great many readers.

Again, it's your call.

BTW, I love Part II.

Also love the names!!

Dear KidnappedCowboy,

Thank you for your kind comment and for reading my new chapter

Just like you, I definitely appreciate all those who commented on my posts, either it's a compliment or a constructive criticism. I can learn from all of that to become a better writer in the future

Stay tune please and see what will happen next in the future chapters. Thanks again

Sincerely,
bondageboy1911
- A Bondage Apprentice -

[bondageboy1911]

Excellent chapter!

Thank you so much, Tapegagged08!

Sincerely,
bondageboy1911
- A Bondage Apprentice -

[bondagefreak]

Alex won't be very lucky next chapter though. There will be a lot of first time experience for him waiting for him

Aw glad to hear that, buddy!
Yeah, Alex needs to suffer a bit as well.

Can't wait to see what you have in store for us next, my friend.