Tied in the Shed (M/M)
Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2022 1:07 pm
TIED IN THE SHED (M/M)
Some sexual content (+18)
It was the summer following his first year in university, and 19 year old Alexander was back at home.
Although he missed his friends on campus, he was glad to be back with his family. They had a house with a bean-shaped swimming pool, which he used to exercise every day.
Alexander was a decorated swimmer throughout high school, and although he did not join his university varsity team, he still swam occasionally. But swimming on campus was nothing like swimming at home, by himself, in their beautiful backyard.
Although Alexander was not self-conscious about his body at all, he still enjoyed the added privacy. Most of all, he was looking forward to spending time with his old friend and swim team companion, Constantine.
Alexander and Constantine swam together for almost a decade. They were the same age, but Alexander was five months older, so he has always been taller. However, Constantine eventually caught up, and now he stood at a respectable five foot ten, 160 pounds, with beautifully rounded shoulders and biceps. Being of Romanian descent, he had fair skin that contrasted with his dark brown eyes and black hair, which was generally cut very short. In comparison, Alexander was five foot seven, 140 pounds, a little slimmer but densely muscular. His skin was a little darker, with hazel brown eyes and wavy black hair which now reached past his ears.
The boys used to swim together in Alexander’s backyard pool all through their adolescence. As he grew older, Alexander began identifying as queer. While Constantine claimed to be straight, Alexander always respected his boundaries and never did anything to abuse his friend’s trust. Even as the boys stripped down to their wet speedos, Alexander never did anything more than a friendly hug or the occasional friendly butt-grab (and frankly, those are bound to happen in the locker room regardless of your sexual orientation).
As the weather grew hotter, Alexander was looking forward to having his old friend join him for a refreshing swim. He was also looking for someone to explore a growing need…
——
It was the first week of July, several days after Constantine’s birthday, and temperatures were soaring. Alexander texted his friend: “Yo, parents are out. Wanna come over for a swim?” Within minutes, he got an affirmative response.
When Constantine showed up, Alexander was already stripped to his tight, light blue speedo and flip flops. He wore no other articles of clothing. His arms and legs were shaved smooth - common practice for swimmers like him.
“Ey, how’s it going!” Alexander greeted his friend. Constantine was wearing a sleeveless white t-shirt that showed off his well-developed shoulders, peach-coloured Bermuda shorts and a pair of loafers with no socks. His slim, but muscular legs always appeared to be shaved smooth.
“Nice speedo,” Constantine said with a wink, teasing his friend. Alexander felt a certain swelling in his nether region - Constantine knew that Alexander had a thing for him, and while he never openly reciprocated these feelings, he still enjoyed acting flirtatious “as a joke”. But how much of it was done jokingly? Was there ever a hint of earnestness in his teasing?
“Thanks, it’s the new PowerFlex Eco Brief”, he responded coolly, trying to act oblivious to the growing bulge. “How have you been, man? Come on in! Would you like something to drink?” Adding playfully, “now that you’re old enough for a big-boy drink?”
Alexander split a cider between him and his friend, and they took a few moments to catch up.
“Wanna hit the pool?” he asked his friend.
Constantine smiled. “Of course! Give me a minute to change.”
Constantine excused himself in the bathroom. Tempted as he was, Alexander gave his friend the privacy he deserved. Within two minutes, Constantine came out wearing a yellow speedo brief. It showed off a pair of perfectly smooth, muscular, yet somewhat pale inner thighs, and his well-rounded buttocks looked especially perky while confined within the tight fabric. Now that he was shirtless, his shoulders and chest looked particularly impressive, and their hairlessness only helped accentuate his fitness level. Not that Alexander was a couch potato by any means. He had a well-defined six pack that made boys jealous and girls check him out at the starting blocks. Needless to say, many of those girls would end up rather disappointed, even after Alexander assured them he made an excellent shopping partner...
“Alex dude, I know you can’t stop eye-fucking me, but I came here for the exercise,” he said matter-of-factly. Alexander scoffed, ignoring the full-mast that was now his speedo.
“You know you like it,” he teased back as he offered Constantine a pair of swim goggles. Constantine took the goggles, Alexander grabbed another pair as well as a blue latex swim cap for himself. His hair was long enough that it needed that kind of protection, and besides, he enjoyed the feeling of being capped, goggled and wearing a tight speedo.
Constantine smiled. Even though he was straight, and constantly looking for the girl of his dreams, he had to admit, his friend looked good. Not as good as him, though. But pretty close...
The boys raced each other back and forth, alternating between styles, for about half an hour before they started feeling short-winded. Alexander was glad that his erection finally relaxed somewhat, it was getting a little painful within the confines of his tight speedo. Constantine was hunky enough when fully clothed; having him demonstrate his athleticism in that bright red speedo was almost too much.
They finally stopped to catch their breath. Alexander looked over at his friend, his mouth wide open. “Ready for a break?”
“Yeah,” Constantine said between breaks. The boys lifted themselves out of the pool and sat on the deck. They removed their goggles, but Alexander kept his swim cap on. He liked how the tight, shiny material hugged his head.
“You know, in some countries, swimmers are trained by being made to swim while tied up,” Alexander said quietly. “They tie their hands and feet together, make them swim like we just did. Imagine how tiring that is.”
Constantine nodded. “Yeah, I know. Maybe I should tie you up for bringing that up?”
Once again, Alexander felt his nether regions growing. “Maybe you should, Connie!” Constantine was not too fond of his name being bastardized as such. He looked at his friend. “You really are a brat, you know that, right?”
“What are you gonna do about it?” smiled Alexander.
Constantine pointed to the right end of the backyard; there was a small shed. “This is new. What’s in there?”
“There? nothing, really. Why?”
Now Constantine smiled. “Get up, we’re going in there.”
“Why?!” asked Alexander.
Constantine grabbed him with a surprising amount of force, pinning him down. “I’m going to tie you up, boy. And you’re going to enjoy it."
While he didn’t expect things to go down like this, Alexander was quite content with how they were turning out. He was dreaming about having his swim partner dominate him, either in a wrestling match or bondage, and now it was finally happening! While he was a little worried about Constantine having his way with him, Alexander ultimately trusted his old swim partner. He did not need to be told again.
Just as Alexander said, the wooden shed was completely empty. There was a column in the middle, supporting the structure, which Constantine decided to use for his purposes. He looked around and sheepishly asked Alexander: “Where do you have stuff I can use…”
“For what? To tie me up?”
Constantine smiled more sheepishly. “Yes”.
“Go to my basement, there is a bunch of rope and tape in the workroom. You might find some other stuff you can use.” Alexander was sounding shaky.
Constantine looked at him with more seriousness. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Alexander smiled: “Uh, yeah? I want this more than anything.”
Constantine smiled back. “Alright. Then stay right here, I’ll be right back. Don’t you dare move.”
Needless to say, Alexander did exactly as instructed.
TBC
Some sexual content (+18)
It was the summer following his first year in university, and 19 year old Alexander was back at home.
Although he missed his friends on campus, he was glad to be back with his family. They had a house with a bean-shaped swimming pool, which he used to exercise every day.
Alexander was a decorated swimmer throughout high school, and although he did not join his university varsity team, he still swam occasionally. But swimming on campus was nothing like swimming at home, by himself, in their beautiful backyard.
Although Alexander was not self-conscious about his body at all, he still enjoyed the added privacy. Most of all, he was looking forward to spending time with his old friend and swim team companion, Constantine.
Alexander and Constantine swam together for almost a decade. They were the same age, but Alexander was five months older, so he has always been taller. However, Constantine eventually caught up, and now he stood at a respectable five foot ten, 160 pounds, with beautifully rounded shoulders and biceps. Being of Romanian descent, he had fair skin that contrasted with his dark brown eyes and black hair, which was generally cut very short. In comparison, Alexander was five foot seven, 140 pounds, a little slimmer but densely muscular. His skin was a little darker, with hazel brown eyes and wavy black hair which now reached past his ears.
The boys used to swim together in Alexander’s backyard pool all through their adolescence. As he grew older, Alexander began identifying as queer. While Constantine claimed to be straight, Alexander always respected his boundaries and never did anything to abuse his friend’s trust. Even as the boys stripped down to their wet speedos, Alexander never did anything more than a friendly hug or the occasional friendly butt-grab (and frankly, those are bound to happen in the locker room regardless of your sexual orientation).
As the weather grew hotter, Alexander was looking forward to having his old friend join him for a refreshing swim. He was also looking for someone to explore a growing need…
——
It was the first week of July, several days after Constantine’s birthday, and temperatures were soaring. Alexander texted his friend: “Yo, parents are out. Wanna come over for a swim?” Within minutes, he got an affirmative response.
When Constantine showed up, Alexander was already stripped to his tight, light blue speedo and flip flops. He wore no other articles of clothing. His arms and legs were shaved smooth - common practice for swimmers like him.
“Ey, how’s it going!” Alexander greeted his friend. Constantine was wearing a sleeveless white t-shirt that showed off his well-developed shoulders, peach-coloured Bermuda shorts and a pair of loafers with no socks. His slim, but muscular legs always appeared to be shaved smooth.
“Nice speedo,” Constantine said with a wink, teasing his friend. Alexander felt a certain swelling in his nether region - Constantine knew that Alexander had a thing for him, and while he never openly reciprocated these feelings, he still enjoyed acting flirtatious “as a joke”. But how much of it was done jokingly? Was there ever a hint of earnestness in his teasing?
“Thanks, it’s the new PowerFlex Eco Brief”, he responded coolly, trying to act oblivious to the growing bulge. “How have you been, man? Come on in! Would you like something to drink?” Adding playfully, “now that you’re old enough for a big-boy drink?”
Alexander split a cider between him and his friend, and they took a few moments to catch up.
“Wanna hit the pool?” he asked his friend.
Constantine smiled. “Of course! Give me a minute to change.”
Constantine excused himself in the bathroom. Tempted as he was, Alexander gave his friend the privacy he deserved. Within two minutes, Constantine came out wearing a yellow speedo brief. It showed off a pair of perfectly smooth, muscular, yet somewhat pale inner thighs, and his well-rounded buttocks looked especially perky while confined within the tight fabric. Now that he was shirtless, his shoulders and chest looked particularly impressive, and their hairlessness only helped accentuate his fitness level. Not that Alexander was a couch potato by any means. He had a well-defined six pack that made boys jealous and girls check him out at the starting blocks. Needless to say, many of those girls would end up rather disappointed, even after Alexander assured them he made an excellent shopping partner...
“Alex dude, I know you can’t stop eye-fucking me, but I came here for the exercise,” he said matter-of-factly. Alexander scoffed, ignoring the full-mast that was now his speedo.
“You know you like it,” he teased back as he offered Constantine a pair of swim goggles. Constantine took the goggles, Alexander grabbed another pair as well as a blue latex swim cap for himself. His hair was long enough that it needed that kind of protection, and besides, he enjoyed the feeling of being capped, goggled and wearing a tight speedo.
Constantine smiled. Even though he was straight, and constantly looking for the girl of his dreams, he had to admit, his friend looked good. Not as good as him, though. But pretty close...
The boys raced each other back and forth, alternating between styles, for about half an hour before they started feeling short-winded. Alexander was glad that his erection finally relaxed somewhat, it was getting a little painful within the confines of his tight speedo. Constantine was hunky enough when fully clothed; having him demonstrate his athleticism in that bright red speedo was almost too much.
They finally stopped to catch their breath. Alexander looked over at his friend, his mouth wide open. “Ready for a break?”
“Yeah,” Constantine said between breaks. The boys lifted themselves out of the pool and sat on the deck. They removed their goggles, but Alexander kept his swim cap on. He liked how the tight, shiny material hugged his head.
“You know, in some countries, swimmers are trained by being made to swim while tied up,” Alexander said quietly. “They tie their hands and feet together, make them swim like we just did. Imagine how tiring that is.”
Constantine nodded. “Yeah, I know. Maybe I should tie you up for bringing that up?”
Once again, Alexander felt his nether regions growing. “Maybe you should, Connie!” Constantine was not too fond of his name being bastardized as such. He looked at his friend. “You really are a brat, you know that, right?”
“What are you gonna do about it?” smiled Alexander.
Constantine pointed to the right end of the backyard; there was a small shed. “This is new. What’s in there?”
“There? nothing, really. Why?”
Now Constantine smiled. “Get up, we’re going in there.”
“Why?!” asked Alexander.
Constantine grabbed him with a surprising amount of force, pinning him down. “I’m going to tie you up, boy. And you’re going to enjoy it."
While he didn’t expect things to go down like this, Alexander was quite content with how they were turning out. He was dreaming about having his swim partner dominate him, either in a wrestling match or bondage, and now it was finally happening! While he was a little worried about Constantine having his way with him, Alexander ultimately trusted his old swim partner. He did not need to be told again.
Just as Alexander said, the wooden shed was completely empty. There was a column in the middle, supporting the structure, which Constantine decided to use for his purposes. He looked around and sheepishly asked Alexander: “Where do you have stuff I can use…”
“For what? To tie me up?”
Constantine smiled more sheepishly. “Yes”.
“Go to my basement, there is a bunch of rope and tape in the workroom. You might find some other stuff you can use.” Alexander was sounding shaky.
Constantine looked at him with more seriousness. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Alexander smiled: “Uh, yeah? I want this more than anything.”
Constantine smiled back. “Alright. Then stay right here, I’ll be right back. Don’t you dare move.”
Needless to say, Alexander did exactly as instructed.
TBC