Stories of Tie Up Games

I had a hard time deciding since you put those on the poll. Both are perfect, but for me I would pick Ryan's jockstrap over Brad's trainers.

Trainers for sure ! Being swallowed by gigantic sneakers does something to me

Glad Nick is back and that he will have more time to look after Steven.

Looks like it was third time lucky for Steven although even then his rescue didn't come without some level torment first.

Daddy Nick is back! I wonder how long he spent looking for Steven? I love that even though he is now a more 'mature' adult there is still that high school jock lurking just below the surface ready to spring out and cause trouble. It was nice to see him take the time to give Steven a bit of aftercare - he must have had quite a few aches and pains after being trussed up so completely for so long.

But what about poor Ethan, observing all this whilst still tightly bound and gagged and with Nick not even pausing to consider his plight. Presumably Mitch knows about him unlike Nick so 'rescue' might be a while coming and I'm sure Mitch will take his time. I've added a little moment in my head where Nick orders Steven to close the closet door on his friend, their eyes meeting briefly before darkness envelops Ethan now left to struggle and moan on his own.

As for the poll, if 'both' isn't an option I guess 'neither' is also not an option! I think I'm going to have to go for Ryan's potent jock pouch on this one if I have to pick.

Very interesting poll results so far. It's shaping up to be a close race!

Pup Wingletang wrote: ↑2 months ago I've added a little moment in my head where Nick orders Steven to close the closet door on his friend, their eyes meeting briefly before darkness envelops Ethan now left to struggle and moan on his own.

Hmm, that would've been nice wouldn't it?
I like the way your mind works

No surprises @bondagefreak, I picked Ryan's jock.

Brad's high-tops!

I chose Brad's trainers. Would love to smell them....

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago I feel like I’m committing blasphemy by not picking Nick

But I’ve gone for Josh and Ryan. Josh for the mere fact that if Steven and Ethan are just the entree I can’t wait for the main event.

Ryan coz I feel like he’ll be one of the ringleaders in what happens to Josh and he seems devilish so will really give Josh a proper hazing

Now I know some of you will be thinking but Socksbound wants to save Josh he was yelling from the rooftops not that long ago. I haven’t forgotten or changed camps.

JOSH JOSH LOOK OUT!!

You can’t wait for the main event but also are trying to warn Josh?? Pick a side! Haha

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago I feel like I’m committing blasphemy by not picking Nick

But I’ve gone for Josh and Ryan. Josh for the mere fact that if Steven and Ethan are just the entree I can’t wait for the main event.

Ryan coz I feel like he’ll be one of the ringleaders in what happens to Josh and he seems devilish so will really give Josh a proper hazing

Now I know some of you will be thinking but Socksbound wants to save Josh he was yelling from the rooftops not that long ago. I haven’t forgotten or changed camps.

JOSH JOSH LOOK OUT!!

You can’t wait for the main event but also are trying to warn Josh?? Pick a side! Haha

I get the feeling you share this opinion. You were also wanting to warn Josh weren't you? But I know you want to see the main event to

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago I feel like I’m committing blasphemy by not picking Nick

But I’ve gone for Josh and Ryan. Josh for the mere fact that if Steven and Ethan are just the entree I can’t wait for the main event.

Ryan coz I feel like he’ll be one of the ringleaders in what happens to Josh and he seems devilish so will really give Josh a proper hazing

Now I know some of you will be thinking but Socksbound wants to save Josh he was yelling from the rooftops not that long ago. I haven’t forgotten or changed camps.

JOSH JOSH LOOK OUT!!

You can’t wait for the main event but also are trying to warn Josh?? Pick a side! Haha

I never said I didn’t want him to be tied up I just want to give him a warning so the alphas don’t get it all their way

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago I feel like I’m committing blasphemy by not picking Nick

But I’ve gone for Josh and Ryan. Josh for the mere fact that if Steven and Ethan are just the entree I can’t wait for the main event.

Ryan coz I feel like he’ll be one of the ringleaders in what happens to Josh and he seems devilish so will really give Josh a proper hazing

Now I know some of you will be thinking but Socksbound wants to save Josh he was yelling from the rooftops not that long ago. I haven’t forgotten or changed camps.

JOSH JOSH LOOK OUT!!

You can’t wait for the main event but also are trying to warn Josh?? Pick a side! Haha

I never said I didn’t want him to be tied up I just want to give him a warning so the alphas don’t get it all their way

You either warm him and he runs for the hills or you don’t and he’s outnumbered by like 5 massive guys. It can’t go both ways. Doubt josh would stick around if you told him

Red86 wrote: ↑2 months ago

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago

Socksbound wrote: ↑2 months ago I feel like I’m committing blasphemy by not picking Nick

But I’ve gone for Josh and Ryan. Josh for the mere fact that if Steven and Ethan are just the entree I can’t wait for the main event.

Ryan coz I feel like he’ll be one of the ringleaders in what happens to Josh and he seems devilish so will really give Josh a proper hazing

Now I know some of you will be thinking but Socksbound wants to save Josh he was yelling from the rooftops not that long ago. I haven’t forgotten or changed camps.

JOSH JOSH LOOK OUT!!

You can’t wait for the main event but also are trying to warn Josh?? Pick a side! Haha

I get the feeling you share this opinion. You were also wanting to warn Josh weren't you? But I know you want to see the main event to

Shut up I also don’t think Josh would be too upset about some hunky guys giving him some good attention. might fight it at first but it would be game over once they got a hold of him

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago Shut up I also don’t think Josh would be too upset about some hunky guys giving him some good attention. might fight it at first but it would be game over once they got a hold of him

No I really don't think Josh would be to upset. To bad if he did though, he's a brat anyways. He's not totally innocent and more then likely deserves being tied up and getting plenty of attention as you call it . But what would be really entertaining is to let you guys spill the beans and let him run, right into a trap

Red86 wrote: ↑2 months ago

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago Shut up I also don’t think Josh would be too upset about some hunky guys giving him some good attention. might fight it at first but it would be game over once they got a hold of him

No I really don't think Josh would be to upset. To bad if he did though, he's a brat anyways. He's not totally innocent and more then likely deserves being tied up and getting plenty of attention as you call it . But what would be really entertaining is to let you guys spill the beans and let him run, right into a trap

I thoroughly disagree with all of this

Red86 wrote: ↑2 months ago

that1kid13 wrote: ↑2 months ago Shut up I also don’t think Josh would be too upset about some hunky guys giving him some good attention. might fight it at first but it would be game over once they got a hold of him

No I really don't think Josh would be to upset. To bad if he did though, he's a brat anyways. He's not totally innocent and more then likely deserves being tied up and getting plenty of attention as you call it . But what would be really entertaining is to let you guys spill the beans and let him run, right into a trap

Josh is a sweet innocent well behaved and mannered boi who would never be a brat to anyone. No idea where you’d get that outrageous impression

Well, obviously, I must go for Brad's funky trainers

bondagefreak wrote: ↑1 month ago Thanks for all the comments, guys. Next chapter will be up very soon.
To those of you on the sub/switch side of things, don't forget to vote on the poll if you haven't already done so!

Looking forward and eagerly waiting. Thank you in advance for sharing your stories with us

Dang Jeremy is sneaky in this.
Definitely feels like everyone's taking turns at this point heh.
Steven is finally free, Ethan not so much.
Wonder why he is so against his potential rescuer

Regarding the poll, gotta go for the high tops.

Though I had every intention of scampering off to the washroom as per my own husband's orders, Nick barely allowed me to take two steps in that direction before apparently changing his mind and assertively grabbing my upper arm as I was beginning to slowly pull away. I was, much to my own incomprehension and astonishment, roughly spun around and shoved back against the wall.

The brute didn't say anything. He didn't need to. I recognised the unmistakably feral look in his icy blue eyes, not as one of anger but as one of animalistic desire.

I gasped at the blond tyrant's unexpected roughness, but before I could even think of pulling away or fleeing, the towering behemoth was already upon me; a powerful hand wrapped tight around my comparatively fragile throat, his immensely broad torso crushing my back against the wall and his colossal arms ensuring my complete helplessness.

Nick just stood there, hungrily piercing me with that harsh, predatory gaze of his. He spent some time tracing the contours of my face with his fingertips before lowering his own face down to my level and running his parted lips against my left ear, cheek and jawline, flaring his nostrils as he did so.

I tried speaking to him, tried getting my lover to loosen his grip around my throat, but the tightness of his vice-like chokehold only increased. I gasped for air and clutched his thick forearm weakly, but he purred rather menacingly; my own breathing turning ragged and shallow as the sound of a low growl left his mouth.

I felt so small, so vulnerable and at his mercy.
Just the way he wanted me.

I whimpered and tried getting him to loosen his grip again, but my moans were almost instantly silenced by the pressing of his hungry lips atop my own slightly quivering ones.

The hulking behemoth made out with me; assertively and without apology. I struggled to get enough air in as his mouth mercilessly conquered my own, but still, the dominant leviathan showed no intention of relenting. I tried keeping him out of my mouth, worried and self-conscious about the fact that I'd spent all afternoon sucking on an old sock, but the blue-eyed overlord's forceful ministrations easily defeated my resistance, allowing for his warm, velvety wet tongue to commandingly invade my facial cavity.

I was his. Both in body and in mind.


Only after what must've been two full minutes of coercive making out did the tyrant-king relent; slowly ending the merciless conquest of my mouth before replacing the tight grip around my throat with a far more tender and loving caress. I instinctively lowered my hazel gaze down but found myself staring into my towering lover's deep blue orbs anew as he cupped my chin between his fingers and pulled my face up towards his own.

No words were spoken. But again, none were necessary. The soft puckering of his lips atop my scalp and the soothingly gentle brushing of his warm fingertips against my cheeks and chin were unmistakable professions of love. Ones that spoke very clearly of the imposing and oftentimes domineering man's continued affection for me.


Nick cradled my face between his very sizeable hands for a short while still, before finally stepping back and allowing me to resume my course towards the washroom. The sharp sting of a slap on my pert bums had me yelping in surprise, but my handsome consort's visibly amused smirk was the only explanation I received before being sent on my way.

This was his way of letting me know that even though he'd taken me as his personal consort and officialised our union by making me his wife, I was still very much his plaything and at constant risk of being dominated and ravished. An exhilarating relationship, if ever there was one.

Nick had, during much of my youth, been something of a benevolent big brother figure to me. Long had I been under his protective wing; kept safe from the bullying of others while at the same time regularly being made to suffer his own antics and bullying tendencies. Only in my teen years did I start taking notice of his exceptionally meaty rear end, broadening shoulders, amazing jawline and handsome facial features. His smile could instantly brighten my day, and the sensation of lightheadedness would make me swoon every time he'd casually throw an arm around me.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined being in an amorous relationship with the big, gargantuan-footed, fat-bummed bully-jock, and yet, here I was, sharing his warm bed each night, serving as his personal wife and regularly finding myself the recipient of his immensely generous and oftentimes somewhat forcefully injected loads.





In any case, I must've spent fifteen - no, make that twenty - minutes just standing there; my thin muscles sore and aching under the showerhead's soothingly warm embrace.

With so many homes rendered vacant, finding a functional hot water tank wouldn't have been an issue, but depleting our supply of water most definitely was. Our water came from a large vein running many meters underground, which was subsequently pumped up a particularly deep well.

Located close to a river and several small lakes, Bob had never run into water shortages, even during the driest of scorching hot summers. But even so, with myself and fourteen other guys now sharing the countryside abode, the underground water vein had never been so taxed and under pressure to furnish. That didn't stop us from showering on a near-daily basis, but it certainly changed the way we went about it.

Nick and I sometimes showered together in order to save up on water, but that, as you can probably imagine, was easier said than done. Bob's cottage had a functional bath, but the vertical shower stall, while being modern and more than adequate, wasn't all that roomy. Add to that the fact that my husband was downright behemothic in size and it was easy to understand how the shower stall went from adequate to extremely cramped the instant he stepped in.

It also didn't help that the perpetually engorged slab of nearly nine-inch-long meat rising up between his thick thighs angrily jutted out in front of him every time we stripped naked to get in the shower. It was one of those things that was hot on paper but seriously unaccommodating and a tad bit annoying in real life.

Even when Nick wasn't in the mood to play, I always ended up being squashed against the shower wall and repeatedly poked with that insufferably FAT spear of his. And when Nick was in the mood, then oh my god, you did not wanna drop the soap!



But yeah, getting back to more serious matters, when we didn't shower together, we both abided by the unspoken five-minute rule that had us all taking brief showers and even turning the water off while shampooing our hair and lathering our bodies. Nick was fairly lax with me when it came to such matters, but being his personal submissive and chosen spouse - not to mention the eldest of the dependants - he expected me to set an example and be especially mindful of my actions. I usually was, but that particular evening, I quite honestly just didn't care.

I just stood there, soaking up the soothing warmth; my tired body occasionally experiencing momentary bouts of arousal as the imagery of Andrew peeling his dingy old socks off and assertively forcing one inside my mouth kept playing over and over in my mind.

I ended up spending four times longer under the shower than I normally would have, and then spent the better part of another twenty minutes fixing myself up and making myself as presentable as possible.

My appearance and manners - as you're already well aware - remained as masculine as they'd always been. But having Nick as my husband and being perpetually surrounded by so many handsome men, the pressure to keep oneself looking good and impeccably groomed was quite real. At least for me, it was.

Few things made my heart flutter more than Ryan licking his lips at the sight of me or Brad scanning me up and down with that cruel, openly lustful gaze of his. I wanted to be owned by Nick, and Nick alone, but I secretly craved the added attention awarded to me by my passably good looks and the notable absence of women.


Anyways, the first thing I did upon stepping out of the steamy washroom was to pay Ethan a visit.

I stealthily tiptoed my way over to Andrew's bedroom and pulled the closet door open, but found no sign of my bound friend. The saliva-soaked sock that had been clogging his mouth was lying idle on the floor, as were the numerous revolutions of sticky duct tape that had previously been wrapped around his head. I was glad to discover he'd been freed, but mildly perplexed as to the lack of discarded ropes in the immediate vicinity. Only his gag lay on the floor.

In any case, it quickly dawned upon me why no one had taken notice of my admittedly longer-than-usual shower. The spacious living room area was quite literally abuzz with activity. Mitch's thunderous laughter boomed across the fireplace-heated domain, sporadically dominating the cacophonic exchanges and adding to the clearly celebratory atmosphere.


Nick, Zack, Brad, Bob, Mitch and Shawn sat at the main dining room table, eating snacks and setting up a game of Axis & Allies - which was basically like a much more complex version of the popular board game 'Risk' - while Ryan, Corey, Chris, Andrew, Jeremy and Big Mike shared the other table and appeared early in the throes of Monopoly.





Joshua, strangely enough, was nowhere to be seen, but what caught my attention most was Ethan.

The young man wasn't freed. Quite the opposite in fact. He was positioned under the dining room table, directly in front of his dad's sneakered feet, stomach to the floor and body arched back into what I can only describe as an impossibly strict hogtie.

His legs, which had previously been folded and separately bound heels to thighs were now bound together and strung up so high that his heels were pressed up against his bound forearms. His mouth, which had previously been hosting one of Andrew's old socks, was now stuffed to the brim and filled to bursting with cloth.

The colossal mass of white fabric sticking out of his gorged lips was kept in place via numerous revolutions of narrow athletic tape. But even so, the size of the wadding and the glaring presence of an elastic waistband confirmed what I immediately suspected; Ethan's facial cavity was stuffed to the brim with a pair of oversized briefs, and from the looks of it, not just any briefs - Mitch's briefs!

Per Steven's descriptions this chapter....and his final observation, I think Steven is aroused

I wonder what the loosers of these games will have to endure...

Lucky Ethan! I wonder if Joshua is in a similar situation at the other table.

Did Mitch just gag his son with his own briefs...then left him hogtied under the table where he could torture him with his own feet...

Hot chapter! Love Steven's descriptions as always.