Chasing Dr. Beck (M/M)

[EzraMarubayashi]

-What happened to you, Dr. Beck? -asked Tiffany, a girl sitting in the front row.

The disheveled young professor had just entered the room. He had never been late, so, his students were worried since he was very popular and respected among them.

-I’m sorry for the delay. I had trouble at home.

-Are you OK? -asked another worried student.

-Yes. Someone broke into my house last night, but I’m fine. Thank you.

A choir of concerned and outraged voices filled the place. Dr. Beck didn’t want to talk about the subject, but due to the genuine reaction, he made a brief account on how he discovered a masked man wandering around in his property and chased him off without getting harmed in the process. He didn’t tell them, however, that it was just the latest event in what both, him and the police, agreed was a case of harassment. Something that started with a broken car window and a couple of missing things, which had forced him to increase the security at home. How the intruder managed to enter without triggering the alarm was still a mystery.

Dr. Beck got home late that night, not feeling comfortable in it anymore. He drank some juice and went to bed after making sure he was completely alone. He didn’t think he could get some sleep, but he started feeling drowsy and soon he was out cold.


-Wakey, wakey, Nathan.

The man woke up still groggy. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. It took him a couple of seconds to realize he was sitting in front of a masked man. The resulting rush made him try moving again, only to discover his arms were bent behind his head and tied to the back of the chair. His ankles were hanging back, separated by the legs of the chair, and tied to a rail also in the back of it. His chest was fastened just below his pecs. He was terrified to notice the ball gag that was invading his mouth, preventing him from asking for help. On top of all, he was as nude as the day he was born.

-Don’t be scared. If I wanted to kill you, well…- somehow, that comment did nothing to calm the panting, wide-eyed hostage.

Nathaniel Beck was struggling in his bondage in vain, it was just too tight. He doubled the effort when the masked man began to approach, though.

-Look at you. You’re like one of those Greek sculptures- the thug knelt in front of his prisoner and stared at him. His eyes tale told about the excitement that was burning his heart and some other places. He ran his fingers through the defined six-pack, making his captive recoil-, and that face, damn!

A dark picture started to form in the academic’s mind concerning his near future. He had always been proud of his chiseled anatomy and was perfectly aware of the effect he had on women and men. The recent events in his life had been attributed to a resentful student, rather than a stalker. Even though he was well-liked by the whole college, including his colleagues, you could never discard some rotten tomato. This man’s action, however, let him know his captor wanted more than an A.

-No one would ever think you’re a bright scientist when you walk down the street. You could have been a model. Uhm, I guess you were, in some way.

That last phrase made something click in Nathan’s brain. He had been tied up before, in a similar form, a long time before.

-I already liked you a lot by the time I found it, but who doesn’t, right? You’re charming, fun, handsome, smart, a respected college professor. I saw you like that perfect, unreachable person I could only dream about having tied up and gagged, just for me. You can’t even imagine how I felt when I saw that thumbnail on the site. Haha, my jaw simply dropped. I had to stand up and walk around my bedroom to calm down a bit. It just couldn’t be real. I sat down again and took a better look: “Roscoe tickles his best friend Cory” and there you were. You were a bit younger, of course, and had a different haircut, but it had to be you.

Nathan had been afraid of that video getting known as soon as he finished filming it. It wasn’t anything illegal, yet, you certainly wouldn’t put it on your resume.

-My mouth was dry when I clicked on the video. The first thing I saw was you, in your underwear, tied to that chair. Your body was as good as I imagined: defined muscles, smooth skin, pink little nipples and just some thin patches of hair in your armpits and running down your navel. Pretty much the way you look like today if only slightly less bulked. You really enjoy working out, don’t you? I’m sorry I couldn’t get a special chair like that.

>>>I loved the way you were restrained, with your arms spread to your sides and your toes tied with string, all vulnerable to your friend to tickle torture you. The thought of you being so helpless, when you’ve always shown yourself so confident and capable, made my shaft react. I was afraid that I wouldn’t even finish the video before… you know. You looked so cute, all nervous. I have to know, was it your first time in bondage?

Nathan nodded and looked away. He was very uncomfortable with that conversation, especially since he was all trussed up, in hands of some crazed guy who was obsessed with him.

-And then, Roscoe made his entrance and started tickling your sides. Your laughter was so masculine and yet, a bit childish. I’m a big fan of gags but I’m glad you weren’t sporting one at the time. Your eyes followed his fingers everywhere they went, completely unable to stop him. When his fingers reached your armpits, you exploded but couldn’t stop looking at his hands from time to time. It was so amusing to see him exploring every exposed part you had. He took some sweet time on your feet before returning to your thighs and upper body. I was hoping he would remove those boxer briefs and do something else. Too bad that wasn’t the case. However, we’re here to correct that mistake.

The masked man stood next to Nathan and started caressing his naked body, feeling his soft skin and toned muscles. Though the prisoner tensed up his body, he didn’t try to move away. It was pointless. He was too tightly bound to believe he had a chance of resisting. He wanted to close his eyes, and maybe imagine it was a hot girl doing that to him but, just like in that filming, years before, he couldn’t stop watching the hands of his tormentor as they traveled all over him.

Dr. Beck noticed the assailant repeating the same sequence of the video, which he must have learned after watching it many times. There were some minor differences, though. For example, he didn’t pretend to tickle him but to caress him. The intruder’s movements were slow and tender, stopping every once in a while, to admire the naked form in front of him. That man sometimes used his mouth to stimulate his nipples or buried his face in his underarms to smell him and lick his skin.

-I can't believe this is really happening. You're mine now- the man whispered, excited.

When the original sequence was over, the masked man used a hand to hold Nathan’s testicles and massage them softly, while the other grabbed the penis and started to pump it. Even though Dr. Beck didn’t expect to respond, given the circumstances, his dick had a mind of its own, a treacherous one that had him moaning in little time. After the thug was done with the foreplay, he decided to use his mouth to finish the job, which let his hands free to wander around his captive’s tempting body. Nathan couldn’t believe it when he reached the climax in the hands (and mouth) of his kidnapper.

The masked man, then, stood up and started to unbuckle the gag. -Unless you have neighbors who are faster than bullets, I wouldn’t recommend you screaming.

Nathan nodded in agreement. Not only did he want to get rid of that uncomfortable gag, but also was he embarrassed by actually cumming when he was a hostage. He wasn’t eager to yell for help.

-Now that we’re in confidence, was it your only video? -asked the masked man with a cynical grin- ‘Cos I’ve been searching like crazy all over the internet and haven’t found another one.

-That’s the only one. I was a young college student and needed the money. I never thought of making a career out of it- Dr. Beck responded timidly.

-Are you gay, bi…?

-I’m straight. I just needed the cash. There’s plenty of models who do that only for the money- Nathan responded a little upset. He had never been interested in guys, but the moist tip of his dick planted some serious doubts in his brain.

-What about Roscoe?

-What about him?

-Was he really your best friend?

-Yes. Actually, he’s the one who told me about these sites. I was shocked when he told me he had modeled for them.

-Did he also need an extra income?

-Yeah, but he was less afraid of the consequences.

-Were you afraid of someone finding out about it?

-Of course, but I was thinking more in future job opportunities, not lunatic kidnappers- Nathan realized what he had just said a second too late. He was afraid that the man got angry while he was completely defenseless.

-Don’t worry, I’ve been told worse things- the thug’s voice let show he was hurt indeed by the comment. Nathan even felt sorry for him for a moment, then he remembered he was his prisoner.

“There’s nothing to worry about”, he said. He showed me the page and gave me a quick tour- Nathan continued, to let that comment in the past-. Some guys were tickled naked or were given blow jobs- he blushed when he mentioned it-, but some others were just tied and tickled. Obviously, the payment wouldn’t be just as good, but it would give me enough money. Though I wasn’t excited about the idea, I had to deal with it.

-How did you feel during the filming?

-I was scared as hell. I never thought I would end up doing porn, let alone gay porn.

-If you’re not naked, it ain’t porn.

-I actually had cold feet and was about to flee. It was Ron who had to improvise and save me. The original video would have been with some other model tickling me, but he insisted on doing it himself. That’s the only way I could do it- Nathan even smiled as he remembered that moment.

-So…Ron?

Nathan hadn’t noticed he had mentioned his friend’s real name. He panicked when the masked man grabbed his cell phone for he had him in his contacts. What did the criminal plan to do now?

The masked man hand gagged a Nathan who was now struggling hard, while he searched for the name on the phone. He enjoyed feeling his victim thrashing around helpless again.

-Ron, just like that. You’re still friends, I guess- said the man when he found what he was looking for-. Maybe we should invite him, right? We’re having a great party here. I wonder if you have pics of him in this thing.

Nathan kept revolting in his bindings while the kidnapper searched through his mobile. He couldn’t drag Ron along with him. He wouldn’t let the intruder abuse him as well. The masked man was so absorbed in his task that he didn’t notice his captive getting one hand free and then the other one.

Not caring about still having his legs tied up, Nathan seized an arm of his attacker and bent it behind his back, before jumping on him, chair and all. He was bigger than the other man and would have subdued him easily was it not for the piece of furniture he was still bound to. It was a fierce struggle, during which the rail that held back Nathan’s legs got broken, giving him the necessary advantage to finally get a firm grip on his kidnapper. He reached out for the mask with his free hand and took it off.

-Mitchell? -asked Dr. Beck in disbelief. The shy boy had always been one of his favorites. Not only was he a good student, but he also was having a really hard time paying for his studies and yet, never missed a class or delivered a paper late. He had felt related to the boy.

The boy was done fighting and was now just panting heavily under a very naked Dr. Beck.

-How could you do this?

-I’m, I’m sorry Dr. Beck- was all he could mumble.

-I’m sorry? You kidnapped me! You threw your whole life away! -Nathan, then, wasn’t sure which one made him angrier, which was itself a surprise for him.

-Please don’t turn me in! I’ll do anything you want.

Nathan could feel his shaft growing hard again. He didn’t know if it was due to the adrenaline or the seductive way in which the boy had said the last line, with such cute, pleading eyes. Mitchell, who happened to feel the member starting to push against his lower back and was very aroused himself, saw an opportunity.

-I know I went too far with this, but I’ve been in love with you since my freshman year. Let me make it up for you. You can do with me as you please.

Nathan was actually thinking about it. After all, the guy didn’t really hurt him.

-You can tie me up on that bed and finish what we started. I won’t fight you.

Nathan was seriously thinking about it…


It was almost time to go to class when Dr. Beck finished getting dressed.

-Hurry up. We don’t want to be late.

It had been his first time with another man and, man, did he enjoy it! He had had Mitchell bound for nearly an hour, facing down and receiving all of his revenge in a condom. He had to admit the gag looked good on the guy. He checked on the surveillance cameras and everything was on tape, just to make sure.

-Thanks- Mitchell said sheepishly.

-Just don’t try it again.

-Not even if I ask you first?

Nathan was seriously thinking about it…

[Volobond]

Nice work! I love the tickling and the gag, and the way the tables were turned at the end!

[sharpliketoday]

This was a really hot and well-written story Hope to see more from you in the future!