College Bondage (M/M)
Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2020 4:51 pm
Hi everyone, this is going to be my first story here. You can call me Ryan, I'll use my middle name to keep some anonymity. I have been reading this board for about a year now. I thought it was time I made an account and shared some of my own stories. I had a few interesting bondage experiences while at college. I am posting this in the adult section of the site. Upon reading it, this particular story could probably go either way. But, some of my others in this series have some parts that wouldn't fit well there. So, I am putting it here just for continuaty's sake if I continue it.
I'll leave the exact name of my college also out of the story. It was in the northeastern part of the Unitied States. There are some bondage experiences that predate this one. But, they are not as interesting. If there is interest I will post some of them as there are some things that need explaining. This was a few years ago. I graduated not that long ago and I am still in contact with Max.
"There we go." Max commented as he stood up. "Stay there and I'll move onto your feet next."
I was lying on the floor of our dorm room on my stomach. My wrists were crossed and tied behind my back with some white rope. Max used about a 15 foot section to do the binding. My wrists were wrapped both horizontally and vertically to keep them in an X position behind my back. I should probably describe myself; or at least how I was at the time. I was 6 foot 1 and about 190 pounds at the time of this story. This was during my freshman year of college on a Thursday night in early Novemember. I had a reasonable physical build being somewhat of an athlete in high school. I lifted weights and was on the track and wrestling teams. In college, I wasn't in any sports and was studying a general business degree.
I have blue eyes and black hair that I kept short, but not in a buzz cut. Max retrieved a second section of rope and started working on my ankles next. While my hands were bound criss cross. He did a simple wrap and cinch to secure my ankles. He wrapped them using up the majority of the ropes length. Then he wrapped and cinched the tie off in the middle before knotting it. My outfit needs some explaining, but it's how I chose my handle for this site. I was dressed in a blue carebear union suit. Namely Grumpy Bear, with a white stomach and a blue raincloud on it. Basically, they were pajamas and one of the things that I ended getting tied up in a lot.
I grew up in south Florida. So, I was used to very mild winters down there. I think it might get down into the high 60's for a high temperature in January. Up here it was already colder than that. Normally, growing up I wore boxer shorts and maybe a tank top to bed. But, up here about 4 weeks into the sememster I was freezing at night. So, that's part of the back story how I ended up dressed in something so silly. Originally, I had been worried about how I would be percieved when I bought the outfit. But nobody really cared and a few even thought it was a neat choice. Basically, I went to our local Target to buy some pajamas and this was the only sleepsuit in my size. I could do a more detailed background on this if you folks want. But that will do for now.
I was also wearing some slipper socks in addition to the sleep suit.
"Well, you're secured, but maybe I should get some more rope. That way you'll stay out of trouble." Max commented looking down at me. He wasn't looking for a response. It was a retorical question as he went to the bed to get some more rope.
Max, and I were somewhat opposite when it came to backgrounds. He had grown up about 30 miles away from this University. He had brown hair and wore glasses. He was more of a nerd type from high school. To his credit he was here on an academic full ride. He had brown hair that we wore slightly longer than I did. His eyes were green and he wore some silver framed glasses being near sited. He was small compared to me at 5 foot 2 inches and about 120 pounds. How we ended up together as roommates I'll never know. But, it really ended up working out for the best long term. Max was in a t-shirt, some pajama bottoms and socks.
Max returned with what was our longest section of rope. It was likely 50 or 60 feet in length and well suited to his next task. Max tied off one end of my right bicep and started working on a fairly simple rope harness. He went around my torso a few times, over the shoulders and even ran a double rope between my legs. He made a few key pulls and cinches to draw my arms in tight. Then he tied my bound hands down to it to really limit what I could do with my hands. Once that was securely in place he went and got one last piece of rope. This one was used to bind my legs higher up. It was a wrap and cinche like my ankles, but done just above my knees. With that done, he stood up and walked over to his chair.
"There, that will keep you busy for a while. Best of luck getting loose, although I doubt you will." He commented.
My roommate turned his attention to his computer screen and started typing. He had a report do the following Monday and needed to get cracking on it. Still, I appreciated the effort he spent binding me before he got started. I began my struggles testing the ropes. Max knew what he was doing. I shifted back and forth trying to work my hands. The bindings on my wrists held fast and the rope harness kept my arms in place. I tried my legs next but didn't have much success there. Normally, trying to get free from bondage starts with getting your hands out. Leg bindings really just make the tie feel more secure.
After a good 10 minutes of squirming around on my stomach. I decided to roll onto my back. Then I used the closet door as a means to work myself into a sitting position. I was still bound just as tightly, just not down on my stomach any more. I scooted around until I was facting forward with my shoulders resting against the closet door. I drew my legs up to my chest and just relaxed. The pajamas were soft and comfortable. Likewise, Max's ropework was well tied and comfortably secure. I didn't want to struggle to much and get all hot and sweaty. The heat in our room wasn't amazing. However, the outfit I was wearing was quite warm.
Getting the initial urge to struggle out of my system. I leaned back and just relaxed letting the ropes hold me securely. It had been a long day and honestly it felt good to just be tied up for a while. I still had my share of homework. But nothing was due until Monday at the earliest. Being bound let me disconnect from the world and let my concerns melt away briefly. After a couple of minutes I straightened my legs. Then I gave my arms another good couple of pulls. The ropes were secure and I wasn't getting out of this until Max let me go. As the evening drug on I sat there staring across the room at our bunk bed.
Max was busy pecking away on his keyboard putting out the first 2 of what would end up being a 5 page report. I don't remember the topic he was researching. I tested my ropes occassoinally to remeind myself that I couldn't move very well. I pulled my legs back up against my chest and straightened them out a few more times over the next hour. I had some movement there, but my arms were locked tight against my back. I didn't try to stand up. Max wouldn't want me trying to hop around trussed up like this. It would likely have lead to ending up on my stomach in a hogtie. While I had been that way a once already. It wasn't what I wanted out of this evening.
Originally, when I had asked to be put into bondage this evening. I wanted something secure but comfortable. Max had really gotten everything right on the head. I didn't want anything too strict. But, I wanted to be secure. As the evening went onwards we remained in our current situation. Max was silent working on his report. I was trussed up good and tight sitting on the floor. I didn't say much or ask him to turn on the television. He would have if I asked, but sometimes bondage is best enjoyed as an experience in boredom. Besides, I didn't want to interupt his work.
The silence was finally interrupted about 45 minutes later by Max yawning. "Well, that's about all I can stand on this report tonight." He commented stretching his arms above his head. "I think I am going to grab a shower. Did you want out of that yet or should we wait until I get back?"
"I think I am ok for right now. Maybe you should just leave me like this until morning." I commentted in a sarcastic tone.
"I doubt you could sleep like that. Hands behind the back is really hard to get any rest with." Max replied leaning down next to me. He reached behind me and I felt something loosen. He had released a knot and the ropes binding my wrist began to fall free of the tie. A minute later, I pulled my wrists loose of the ropes and brought them around. The rope harness still kept my upper arms pinned from just above the elbows. But, I had enough play to get my hands around my sides.
"If you want to try sleeping in ropes you are welcome to give it a shot. You can use my bed and we'll leave the rest of that on you. But, you'll probably want out before morning, which you can do without my help." He explained.
The rope harness was tied off in front with a knot at about my mid chest. I could reach it with my hands freed from the wrist bindings. But, I decided to let it go and started trying to get up. Max helped me reach my feet. Then I hopped about 5 feet forward towards the lower bunk bed. Afterwards, I sat down before pulling my legs up and stretching out. Without my hands being bound behind me it was comfortable enough that I tried to stretch out. Max fluffed a pillow up for me and pulled his covers overtop of my body. Normally, I slept in the top bunk. But there was no way I could get up there bound like I was. Besides there really wasn't a huge difference between our beds. A few minutes later Max left for the showers and I tried to close my eyes.
I'll spoil it for you guys. I didn't make it all the way to morning. I lasted about 2 hours before I ended up slipping out of the ropes and falling asleep. It was just too stiff of a position to sleep in and my body kept waking me up. Anyways, that will conclude my first story here. if there is interst in follow ups let me know.
GrumpyBear.
I'll leave the exact name of my college also out of the story. It was in the northeastern part of the Unitied States. There are some bondage experiences that predate this one. But, they are not as interesting. If there is interest I will post some of them as there are some things that need explaining. This was a few years ago. I graduated not that long ago and I am still in contact with Max.
"There we go." Max commented as he stood up. "Stay there and I'll move onto your feet next."
I was lying on the floor of our dorm room on my stomach. My wrists were crossed and tied behind my back with some white rope. Max used about a 15 foot section to do the binding. My wrists were wrapped both horizontally and vertically to keep them in an X position behind my back. I should probably describe myself; or at least how I was at the time. I was 6 foot 1 and about 190 pounds at the time of this story. This was during my freshman year of college on a Thursday night in early Novemember. I had a reasonable physical build being somewhat of an athlete in high school. I lifted weights and was on the track and wrestling teams. In college, I wasn't in any sports and was studying a general business degree.
I have blue eyes and black hair that I kept short, but not in a buzz cut. Max retrieved a second section of rope and started working on my ankles next. While my hands were bound criss cross. He did a simple wrap and cinch to secure my ankles. He wrapped them using up the majority of the ropes length. Then he wrapped and cinched the tie off in the middle before knotting it. My outfit needs some explaining, but it's how I chose my handle for this site. I was dressed in a blue carebear union suit. Namely Grumpy Bear, with a white stomach and a blue raincloud on it. Basically, they were pajamas and one of the things that I ended getting tied up in a lot.
I grew up in south Florida. So, I was used to very mild winters down there. I think it might get down into the high 60's for a high temperature in January. Up here it was already colder than that. Normally, growing up I wore boxer shorts and maybe a tank top to bed. But, up here about 4 weeks into the sememster I was freezing at night. So, that's part of the back story how I ended up dressed in something so silly. Originally, I had been worried about how I would be percieved when I bought the outfit. But nobody really cared and a few even thought it was a neat choice. Basically, I went to our local Target to buy some pajamas and this was the only sleepsuit in my size. I could do a more detailed background on this if you folks want. But that will do for now.
I was also wearing some slipper socks in addition to the sleep suit.
"Well, you're secured, but maybe I should get some more rope. That way you'll stay out of trouble." Max commented looking down at me. He wasn't looking for a response. It was a retorical question as he went to the bed to get some more rope.
Max, and I were somewhat opposite when it came to backgrounds. He had grown up about 30 miles away from this University. He had brown hair and wore glasses. He was more of a nerd type from high school. To his credit he was here on an academic full ride. He had brown hair that we wore slightly longer than I did. His eyes were green and he wore some silver framed glasses being near sited. He was small compared to me at 5 foot 2 inches and about 120 pounds. How we ended up together as roommates I'll never know. But, it really ended up working out for the best long term. Max was in a t-shirt, some pajama bottoms and socks.
Max returned with what was our longest section of rope. It was likely 50 or 60 feet in length and well suited to his next task. Max tied off one end of my right bicep and started working on a fairly simple rope harness. He went around my torso a few times, over the shoulders and even ran a double rope between my legs. He made a few key pulls and cinches to draw my arms in tight. Then he tied my bound hands down to it to really limit what I could do with my hands. Once that was securely in place he went and got one last piece of rope. This one was used to bind my legs higher up. It was a wrap and cinche like my ankles, but done just above my knees. With that done, he stood up and walked over to his chair.
"There, that will keep you busy for a while. Best of luck getting loose, although I doubt you will." He commented.
My roommate turned his attention to his computer screen and started typing. He had a report do the following Monday and needed to get cracking on it. Still, I appreciated the effort he spent binding me before he got started. I began my struggles testing the ropes. Max knew what he was doing. I shifted back and forth trying to work my hands. The bindings on my wrists held fast and the rope harness kept my arms in place. I tried my legs next but didn't have much success there. Normally, trying to get free from bondage starts with getting your hands out. Leg bindings really just make the tie feel more secure.
After a good 10 minutes of squirming around on my stomach. I decided to roll onto my back. Then I used the closet door as a means to work myself into a sitting position. I was still bound just as tightly, just not down on my stomach any more. I scooted around until I was facting forward with my shoulders resting against the closet door. I drew my legs up to my chest and just relaxed. The pajamas were soft and comfortable. Likewise, Max's ropework was well tied and comfortably secure. I didn't want to struggle to much and get all hot and sweaty. The heat in our room wasn't amazing. However, the outfit I was wearing was quite warm.
Getting the initial urge to struggle out of my system. I leaned back and just relaxed letting the ropes hold me securely. It had been a long day and honestly it felt good to just be tied up for a while. I still had my share of homework. But nothing was due until Monday at the earliest. Being bound let me disconnect from the world and let my concerns melt away briefly. After a couple of minutes I straightened my legs. Then I gave my arms another good couple of pulls. The ropes were secure and I wasn't getting out of this until Max let me go. As the evening drug on I sat there staring across the room at our bunk bed.
Max was busy pecking away on his keyboard putting out the first 2 of what would end up being a 5 page report. I don't remember the topic he was researching. I tested my ropes occassoinally to remeind myself that I couldn't move very well. I pulled my legs back up against my chest and straightened them out a few more times over the next hour. I had some movement there, but my arms were locked tight against my back. I didn't try to stand up. Max wouldn't want me trying to hop around trussed up like this. It would likely have lead to ending up on my stomach in a hogtie. While I had been that way a once already. It wasn't what I wanted out of this evening.
Originally, when I had asked to be put into bondage this evening. I wanted something secure but comfortable. Max had really gotten everything right on the head. I didn't want anything too strict. But, I wanted to be secure. As the evening went onwards we remained in our current situation. Max was silent working on his report. I was trussed up good and tight sitting on the floor. I didn't say much or ask him to turn on the television. He would have if I asked, but sometimes bondage is best enjoyed as an experience in boredom. Besides, I didn't want to interupt his work.
The silence was finally interrupted about 45 minutes later by Max yawning. "Well, that's about all I can stand on this report tonight." He commented stretching his arms above his head. "I think I am going to grab a shower. Did you want out of that yet or should we wait until I get back?"
"I think I am ok for right now. Maybe you should just leave me like this until morning." I commentted in a sarcastic tone.
"I doubt you could sleep like that. Hands behind the back is really hard to get any rest with." Max replied leaning down next to me. He reached behind me and I felt something loosen. He had released a knot and the ropes binding my wrist began to fall free of the tie. A minute later, I pulled my wrists loose of the ropes and brought them around. The rope harness still kept my upper arms pinned from just above the elbows. But, I had enough play to get my hands around my sides.
"If you want to try sleeping in ropes you are welcome to give it a shot. You can use my bed and we'll leave the rest of that on you. But, you'll probably want out before morning, which you can do without my help." He explained.
The rope harness was tied off in front with a knot at about my mid chest. I could reach it with my hands freed from the wrist bindings. But, I decided to let it go and started trying to get up. Max helped me reach my feet. Then I hopped about 5 feet forward towards the lower bunk bed. Afterwards, I sat down before pulling my legs up and stretching out. Without my hands being bound behind me it was comfortable enough that I tried to stretch out. Max fluffed a pillow up for me and pulled his covers overtop of my body. Normally, I slept in the top bunk. But there was no way I could get up there bound like I was. Besides there really wasn't a huge difference between our beds. A few minutes later Max left for the showers and I tried to close my eyes.
I'll spoil it for you guys. I didn't make it all the way to morning. I lasted about 2 hours before I ended up slipping out of the ropes and falling asleep. It was just too stiff of a position to sleep in and my body kept waking me up. Anyways, that will conclude my first story here. if there is interst in follow ups let me know.
GrumpyBear.