Witness (m/m)

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EzraMarubayashi
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Witness (m/m)

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Ryan had always helped him. Whenever he saw a bully picking on him, he would scare him off. He had given him countless rides home and even tried to introduce him to some girls. And yet, he was now paying him this way. His conscience wouldn’t let him sleep that night, among other things.

Terry was walking down the street. He had accompanied his friend, Melissa, back to her place after the party. Everyone in high school had attended, though Ryan left early due to the big game the next day.

When he approached Ryan’s house, he saw a couple of guys breaking in through a window. They were all dressed in black and wore balaclavas. He barely had time to hide behind a tree when one of them looked back to check if someone had seen them. His first thought was to call the police, but he heard the jock’s voice reacting to the intruders and peered through the window.

The boy was fresh out of the shower, the towel was still around his waist. His chiseled body, a product of hard training, was tense, highlighting the muscles. It was the first time he saw him wearing so little and was mesmerized by the show, forgetting for a moment all about the emergency call.

Terry decided to go even further and got next to the window. From there, he could hear the thugs using an app to disguise their voices. He even had the same one on his phone. They were pointing a gun at Ryan and he could see the anger reflected in the boy’s eyes. It was the dining room, and the shortest one instructed the jock to have a seat and cooperate if he wanted to see the sunrise. Ryan reluctantly did so and didn’t put up any resistance while his arms were being brought behind his back by the other masked guy.

Ryan is going to be tied up and I’m watching every second of it! It was all that Terry could hear inside his head. He had a major crush on the jock. The boy was not only handsome but strong and decided. He was the captain of the high school football team and was respected by everyone. So, watching him in that submissive state was shocking and somehow arousing.

The larger thug bound the boy’s wrists together and to a rail in the back of the chair. Ryan was looking over his shoulder as he was being deprived of his freedom for the first time in his life. He felt so stupid for not setting the security alarm like his father had told him a zillion times. Then, some rope was used to fix his torso to the piece of furniture, crossing over his bulging chest. The jock was now staring at the armed robber with such rage that you would think he was about to jump on him, chair and all, but he didn’t.

Ryan’s lower body was still covered by just the towel. His legs were separated beyond the legs of the chair and each ankle was tied to the railing in the back, leaving them hanging. He was now defenseless, except for one thing. The smaller thug went through the drawers and took a hand towel. Ryan looked at his future gag and swung his head down in frustration. The aggressor was amused by the teen’s reaction, he enjoyed having power over others. He held his jaw with one hand as he slowly approached the balled fabric with the other. Ryan knew better than to fight back and opened his mouth, which was promptly filled out and wrapped many times with duct tape. The cherry on the cake was another piece of tape used to blindfold the guy.

The robbers started then to do their thing and, though the boy didn’t really try to escape just yet, he was writhing in the chair, thinking in those mother f#&%ers ransacking his house, while he was powerless to stop them. From the window, Terry stared at his idol so helpless and defeated. The police were, by now, buried under a hundred other thoughts in the teen’s mind.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Ryan was about to start trying to escape, when he heard the distorted voice once again.

-Not so fast, boy.

He froze and heard some footsteps behind him. He, then, felt a warm hand on his shoulder. It was followed by a second one, that started to run down his smooth chest. WTF! he thought. He retook his struggling, but his bindings wouldn’t allow much movement. They had tied him up like some idiot and robbed his house, but what else were they planning to do to him? Anger was starting to merge with fear as he realized that whatever it was, he was powerless to stop them. His breath accelerated.

-Don’t worry, we will not hurt you.

That hardly did anything to calm him down, especially when the hand on his shoulder moved to his head, petting his longish and sweaty blond hair. He felt the hands caressing his bound body, groping him. Then, his nipples were being paid attention to. A mouth was alternating between them, either licking or lightly and gently sucking them, while the hands kept exploring his hard physique.

The touch was firm but tender. Even though Ryan never stopped struggling completely, he was much quieter now. He was starting to believe in those words and was feeling safer. Then, something happened that took him by surprise: as the hands were softly caressing the area under his arms and over his pecs, and the mouth started traveling south, the towel over his lap began to resemble a tent. The body responds, they say, and adrenaline must be also to blame for, but there it was, his not-so-little buddy giving the welcome to the intruder.

It didn’t go unnoticed for long, and Ryan wasn’t really astonished when the towel was removed. The hardon was complete now, and the jock was trying to figure out if he was more eager to be let go or to be made cum.

The lips finally landed on the peak, working their way down at a slow pace, before going up again. One hand had abandoned the torso and joined the mouth, while the other arm embraced his hips, that gladly cooperated and advanced as much as the bindings permitted. The boy’s soft moaning worked as background music.

The rush of the moment, the expertise of the mouth and the skillful hand massaging his balls and the base of his penis conspired to give him the most intense climax of his young life. He was still panting when he felt the other person leaving. What had just happened hit him and began to frantically plead for his release behind his gag, restarting his aggressive moves to escape. He stopped when a hand fell upon his shoulder and he felt the tape around his head being peeled off. He had to work hard to spit the hand towel out, which he achieved with some help.

-Please don’t leave me like this- said the boy in a shameful plead. He dreaded being asked for something in return, but it didn’t happen and after some noise behind him, he felt a knife being placed in his right hand. He found logical that the gag wasn’t put back in, it was obvious he wasn’t gonna scream at that moment.

The footsteps rushed out and he fought to cut the ropes, almost dropping his saving tool a couple of times. It took him a good ten minutes to be free. He knew he had to call the cops, but there was something he needed to do first.

As he had hoped, the hidden security camera was on and rolling. He knew it would have been excellent evidence to catch the thugs, but he wasn’t letting anyone watch that recording. He made the call, then, and quickly dressed up while he waited for the police to show up.

After winning a very hard game, especially demanding for him, given his tough night, he went home. His teammates wanted to celebrate, but he said he didn’t feel well. They understood. Actually, he wanted to watch that video. He was shocked when he saw that after the robbers left, his friend Terry had broken into his house as well. He saw that little rat laying his hand on his shoulder and, then, kneeling before him.
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Post by DeeperThanRed »

A great story with a great twist at the end. Ryan's bondage and gag was perfect, and so was how Terry took advantage of the bigger boy.

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A well-written tale with a nice twist at the end. You explained at the start that Terry felt remorse, but we didn't quite know why until the end. Great descriptions of binding and gagging, and of Ryan's eventual acceptance.

There's a lot of time and effort invested in something like this. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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Post by cj2125 »

Fantastic story! Loved the twist in the end, at first I thought Terry's remorse came due him just watching, it didn't clicked until the end. Good job!
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Ooh la lah!!
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