Goggle Boys (M/MM)

[JoyBoy]

They waited for their first prey.

There was a boy named Kyle who seemed to be walking to the grocery store to get things for his mother. The kid was scrawny, tall, nearly 19 years old. As soon as they saw him enter, they knew to chose him.

Once Kyle was finished shopping he came out with bags in hand, walked behind the store to walk back to his house. He set his bags down to do something on his phone, and that’s when the man striked.

His bag was full of bondage things, things you would use to subdue someone, permanently. Namely, things like sponges, which he used to stuff into victims mouths to render them speechless, wide rolls of sticky duct tape, pairs of goggles to blindfold them, and stronger duct tape to wrap them up.
The man came up behind the boy, as well as another woman, both wearing Covid masks to hide their identity.

The man slammed into Kyle, knocking his phone out of his hand. He grabbed the boy and clamped his hand over his mouth, used his strength to carry Kyle over to a nearby crevice in the wall, where they could take him.

As soon as he removed his hand, Kyle tried to scream. The man grabbed a big sponge, yellow and puffy, and pressed it into his face. He used his fingers to jam it in, until Kyle began writhing.

He flipped him onto his back and used the strong duct tape to wrap his arms behind his back. The woman held Kyle as he tied him up. He pressed the skinny boys two elbows together, wrapping tape around them to keep them like that, and wrapped tape around his fingers to make little mitts of his hands. Kyle whimpered in shock.

With his mouth fully packed, the woman grabbed a very wide roll of duct tape and began working on his head, while the man taped his legs together.

His cheeks were stuffed full and his lips were parted open, to try and spit out the massive sponge. The woman slapped the tape on his packed cheeks and rolled it around his head tightly. He tried screaming for help, but the sponge stuffing muffled it greatly.
She continued wrapping around, around 10 times or so, then she split it and started wrapping from underneath to his scalp. She did this several times until the boy was completely speechless. His jaw was taped shut and his orifice was filled to the brim.

Now, Kyle just tried screaming into his packed mouth as he continued getting mummified.

The woman rushed over with a foldable wheelchair, which she set next to them. Kyle screamed into his packed mouth as they lifted him onto the wheelchair, and taped all his limbs to the chair. His legs, now wrapped together, flailed as they secured them to the wheelchair.

“Is he gagged well,” the man asked. “Yeah,” the woman responded, “I shoved a whole sponge in his gob, but we’ll wrap his head up more in a sec.”

“The goggles,” she said. The man handed her a pair of ski goggles, black, and he walked behind Kyle who was uselessly screaming at the top of his lungs. If you listened closely you could hear him crying.
She strapped the goggles to his eyes and tightened the straps as far as they would go, his head flailing in every direction, but the goggles were cemented to his face.

Once the man was done securing all his limbs, he grabbed the wide, sticky duct tape and began wrapping up Kyles’s head more. He went under the chin to the scalp, he went around the mouth several times, and he mummified his eyes as well, leaving the goggles sticking out through the tape. He looked absolutely subdued.

“Ok, wheel him out. I’ll go get the van.” The man said.
“Okay, oh I’m so excited to play with this boy,” she said. Once the man left she came up on him and grabbed Kyle’s crotch, causing him to yelp in distress.

“I meant that, by the way.”

Kyle’s mouth was filled with a potent sponge, causing him to gag every time he tried screaming. Tears escaped his eyes but didn’t leak from the goggles strapped tightly to his face. He simple whimpered and flailed his taped limbs as his wheelchair was being taken away, and so was he.

The van pulled up, and the man came out to help the woman. They unstuck him from the wheelchair, and lifted him into the car, fully mummified. He screamed into his stuffed maw

“Oh shut up.” The man said. The van started moving, and Kyle was being taken away.
“Go ahead, try screaming,” the man pulled Kyle toward him, and grabbed his privates with ferocity, squeezing them. Kyle screamed as loud as he could, but the man could barely hear him. “Pathetic.” He said

The woman handed him a bottle, he unscrewed the cap and held the bottle to Kyles exposed nose. He went unconscious.



While Kyle was knocked out, they took him to their base of operations, an obscure basement in a ghetto neighborhood.

They unwrapped Kyle and pulled the massive sponge out of his mouth, as well as the goggles. But this was only to fit him into another form of bondage, one a little more permanent.

When he awoke he did not know his predicament, nor did he know how much time passed.

The woman was sitting there, staring at him. But he couldn’t see her, there was something blocking his vision.
He tried moving, but his arms were locked in place. He tried talking, but there was a strange rubber flap in his mouth that didn’t really seem to gag him well.

Suddenly, the woman touched his member, which was exposed and fully up. He screamed, writhed, tried to get away, but in the end he was tied too tight.

“Oh, don’t worry dear, you’re gonna have so much fun with us. You’ll enjoy it, I promise.”
She stood up and grabbed something from a table it seemed, and pressed a button.

Suddenly something in his ass started vibrating. He screamed, in distress, as nothing has ever been down in there before.

“Oh, quit your whining.” She said, and grabbed the appendage that stuck from his gag. She squeezed it several times, inflating the rubber gag in his mouth. She found it funny how his scream slowly started to fade as it filled his mouth. She squeezed it a tenth time, and it wouldn’t go any further, which means his mouth was full. She unscrewed the metal cap at the base, and dropped it onto the floor, locking the air in.

Kyles mouth was once again packed to the brim, and he couldn’t even make a whimper.

“See you in a bit,” she said. She grabbed a vibrating wand with a silicone sleeve for a cock. She slid it onto his, quite snugly, and switched it to the max setting. Then she walked out.

Kyle screamed into the rubber that filled his mouth, but he couldn’t even hear his own voice. His eyes were covered with a thick blindfold, and his arms were locked in sleeves, tucked away at his sides. Not to mention the vibrating in his ass and on his member, it wasn’t long before he let loose once.

He began crying after a few minutes, wondering if this would ever end.




They stalked their next victim, a slightly older boy who was walking through the park, during the day. For what reason they did not know, but they were going to take full advantage of it.

His name was Alex, he was also very skinny, but much shorter. On his nose rested a large pair of glasses.

As soon as Alex walked by the bathroom area, the man came out to strike upon his next victim. He grabbed him swiftly and took him behind the bathroom area, where the woman was waiting.

They shoved him onto the floor and wrapped his arms tightly behind his back. Once again the man forced his victims two elbows together, and taping them together as well. He did the same to his legs, cementing then together to render him unable to escape.

As soon as a peep left his mouth the woman shoved something down his throat, it was a butterfly gag. She locked it around his head tightly, and grabbed a roll of duct tape. The boys glasses were falling off, as he screamed for help.

Tape was wrapped around his head dozens of times, over his eyes, over the large pair of glasses which were now plastered to his face. As well as to secure the gag in his mouth, to make sure he’ll never get his mouth free.

She grabbed a pair of large latex goggles and strapped them onto his face, tightening them in the back until they wouldn’t budge. As his garbled speech began rising, and he began flailing more, the woman grabbed the nozzle to the gag.

She squeezed it so many times, until it did not go anymore. Alex’s mouth was now full of compressed air, hence why he became so quiet. They looked at him, struggling on the ground. She unscrewed the cap of the gag, sealing the air in, and threw it into the grass.

“Poor thing, he doesn’t even have a fighting chance.”
“Get the chair.”

Since there were people walking around the park, they made him seem like a normal passerby, all while fully conscious.

They put an oversized baseball cap onto his head, to hide the duct tape. The goggles stayed there, strapped tightly to his face.
The man pulled out a big KN95 mask from his bad, and pressed it onto the boys face. He pulled the straps over his head and they rested on the back of his neck. The mask was now tightly strapped to his gagged face, from the bridge of his nose to the underside of his chin.

He seemed to convulse, taped to the wheelchair, now being wheeled through the park like any normal handicapped person. The big white mask covering his butterfly gag, and his cheeks that were packed full of air, and the goggles that hid his crying eyes.

The woman grabbed a pair of large headphones from his bag, and set them on his head, snugly on his head. This was so Alex could not hear when a person was near him, to ensure his cooperation.

They wheeled him down the sidewalk, people walked by, and didn’t suspect a thing. Alex tried ripping himself from the chair, and screaming, but neither had any effect at all. He simply sat there, as they took him away.

Once they took him to the van they took the mask off, and his packed checks full of air were funny to look at, they thought. His arms were wrapped cruelly behind his back, so he couldn’t do anything as they threw him in, the woman sitting in the back with him.

She set him on her lap, and began feeling his crotch, squeezing his member as hard as possible.
“Cry for me, little goggle boy.”
Alex tried to scream, but his mouth filled with potent air defied his desires.

They chloroformed him, and that was that.



In the basement, Kyle laid there with his vibrators still revving at the max setting. His arms, which were cruelly strapped to his sides, were still cemented there. And he couldn’t seem to do anything about the rubber bulb that filled his mouth, so he just lay there and climaxed dozens of times before they returned.

They threw Alex’s crudely mummified body into the basement with him. His cock had a wand taped to it, which was now vibrating at the max setting.

Alex was fully conscious now. He tried calling out, but his mouth was also packed to the brim with air, and he couldn’t get a sound out. The goggles on both their faces were strapped on tightly, hence the name goggle boys.

She sat in between the both of them, stroking their members concurrently. They squirmed and tried to get away, but she didn’t let them. They were speechless, mouthless worms, and they didn’t have any way to protect themselves.

[harveygasson]

Enjoyed that a lot

[dbavr]

Love medical bondage, great story - especially the detailed description of how they were silenced

[CerberusKing]

Incredible work! Man I wouldn't mind that situation!