Socksbound wrote: ↑3 years ago
Well written as always, love the concept. Hope Max doesn’t get pressured or feel he needs to show off in front of the others, and break the trust they both have built. I’ve never watched Avatar the last air bender but with so many stories round here referencing them I might just have to get in on the action.
Yes, yes you do. It's amazing and I will fight anyone who says otherwise.
Anyway, thanks again, everyone, for the lovely comments. Here's the next part, just a little late:
Halloween Hijinks - Part 2: A Prisoner Each
"You okay, back there, Harry?" Tommy called back as they made their way to the leisure centre.
"Mppphh mpphhh mpphhh, mphhh mphhh mpph," he replied, trying to sound sarcastic.
"What's that?"
"Mphhh mphhh mmmmphh!"
He turned to Max. "Dude, is he actually gagged?"
"Yeah," Max said sheepishly, "it was his idea."
"That's super weird, dude."
Max shrugged. "You were there when I taped him to the bench. He just seems to like it."
"Yeah, but don't you find it a bit strange?"
"Meh, Harry's a cool guy. He's good for a laugh."
Harry couldn't hear them, but he suspected they were talking about him. "Mphhh! MMMMPPHH!" he exclaimed to remind them that he was still walking behind them.
They stopped briefly outside Harry's house. Max had the key, so he went in to fetch something and handed Harry's rope lead to Tommy.
"So, dude," Tommy said, "what dirt has Max got on you to get you to agree to this?"
"Mpphhh!" Harry said.
"Oh, right, you can't speak with that in your mouth. How does it feel being tied up like that?" He suddenly looked slightly curious.
"Mphh mphh-mmphh," Harry said, trying to look non-plussed. This was getting interesting.
When Max returned, they made their way to the lesiure centre. The back door was ostensibly locked, but a quick shoulder barge forced it open. The door wasn't visible from the road, and there was no security at the back of the building, so the boys were able to make their way into the changing room without fear of being caught. They turned on the lights and sat down on opposite changing benches, Max and Harry together on one with Tommy opposite.
"So, what should we do with this one?" Tommy said, gesturing to Harry.
"Mmmmpph?" Harry grunted, slightly offended.
"We could tie him to the bench again," Max said, opening his bag to reveal more ropes and tape.
"Woah, dude, you're just showing off now."
"Mmmppphhh-mmmppph!" Harry cried, shaking his head.
"Harry's right," Tommy said. "Been there, done that. What else could you do?"
"Hmmm," Max pondered, "what about tying him to that thing in the ceiling?" He gestured towards a short chain which hung from the ceiling. It had another one a couple of feet away from it, suggesting that they had once had a light attached.
"Perfect," said Tommy.
"Mmmpph mph-mmph!" Harry said, again shaking his head.
"Sorry, dude," Max said, "two against one."
Not wanting to give Harry a chance to resist, Max opted to keep his hands tied behind his back. He also wanted to show off, so he kept Harry's arms tied to his chest, but briefly untied Harry's wrists so that he could tie them into a proper box tie, with each wrist attached to the other elbow. He showed Tommy how to tie the ropes and cinch them to stop them from loosening. Once this was done, he grabbed another rope and attached it to Harry's arms, before threading it through one of the chains above his head to secure him in place.
Whilst he was finishing this off, Tommy had found a couple of brooms in the cleaning cupboard.
"Hey, Max, use one of these to spread his legs apart so he can't walk."
"Good idea! How'd you think of it?"
"Dunno," he said quickly, "must've seen it in a movie once."
Harry was instructed to stand with his feet just beyond shoulder width apart. Max expertly tied each ankle to the broom handle, forcing his legs slightly further apart than that.
Tommy looked through Max's bag as he did this. "Whoa, dude, are these what I think they are?" He held up two rubber ballgags, one red, the other black.
"Maybe," Max said.
"MMMPH!?" Harry exclaimed in shock. Had Max borrowed these from Joel? Had he planned to use them on him all along? He began to struggle a bit, but it was pretty useless.
"Why didn't you use one?" Tommy asked.
"Because," Max said, taking the strip of cloth off Harry's face to reveal the knotted bandanna between his teeth, "these are good enough, and it didn't seem to be authentic fire nation equipment."
"This one's red, isn't it?" Tommy said. "We should use it now. Oh, hang on, my phone's buzzing. That'll be Sam calling." He left the room to answer it.
"MMMPH-MMPPHH! MMPPPHH-MMMPPHH!" Harry said urgently, prompting Max to remove his gag. He spat out the bandanna Max had stuffed in first. "What are you doing showing off like this?" he hissed.
"Calm down, dude, Tommy's digging it."
"I don't care! You ask before you use me to show off like this! What if he tries to do something I'd hate?"
"Relax," Max said, standing in front of him. "You trust me, don't you?"
"Mostly," Harry turned his head away before Max could bring out the puppy dog eyes.
"Then trust me now." He put his hand on Harry's bare shoulder, which was warm to the touch. "When we get back to yours, I'll let you do what you want to me in return."
"Now you're speaking my language!" Harry said. "I'll have to start planning."
Just then, Tommy returned. He was still holding the red ballgag. "Sam's coming. I think we should jump him and tie him up so we can have a prisoner each."
"You like this," Harry said. "A lot. Having power over people."
"Prisoner, don't speak unless spoken to," he said sharply. He walked up to Harry and forced the ball into Harry's mouth.
"Gggnnnhh," Harry said, jerking his head away instinctively as Tommy tightened it behind his head. This also caused the bald cap to fall off, revealing his scruffy hair.
"You look better with the cap off," Tommy said, patting him on the cheek.
"Mmpphh,"
"I'm thinking we jump Sam and tie his arms before we drag him in here. He'll totally freak when he sees Harry. We just need one final touch to add to his fright..." He paced back and forth a few times, pondering. Then, he walked up to Harry, placed both hands on his waistband, and yanked down.
"MMMMPPPPHHH!" Harry cried and turned bright red as his trousers dropped to his ankles, exposing a pair of brown speedo trunks he'd picked out for authenticity.
"Was that really be necessary?" Max asked.
"Yeah! Sam'll think he's been grabbed to two perverts. He'll be so scared."
"Until he sees that it's us, which we'll do quickly so he doesn't hurt himself," Max added sternly.
They didn't have to wait long. Sam had chosen to go home and change first, so he was wearing a grey top and jeans. He was slightly taller than Max, and had blond hair, which he styled longer on top and shaved around the sides, as was the fashion.
"Tommy?" he called as he stepped through the door. "Tommy, are you- AAARRRGH!"
Tommy and Max jumped him, quickly pinning him to the floor. Tommy held his arms in place whilst Max tied his arms in a boxtie, and tied his upper arms to his torso. In the dark of the corridor, he struggled to see who was tying him. He was yanked to his feet and marched towards the changing room.
"What's going on?" he said, dazed. "Who are-" he stopped as he entered the light of the changing room and saw Harry, bound and ballgagged with his legs spread apart, his trousers around his ankles and a weird top which only covered one shoulder.
Harry started to wriggle and struggle. "MMPPPPHHHH! MMMPPPPHHHH!" He didn't want to be left out. If you can't beat them, join them.
"You perverts!" Sam started to say. "What are y- GGGNNNHH!" The black ballgag was swiftly shoved into his open mouth. "MMMMPPPPPHHHHH! MMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHH! MMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!"
"Relax, dude," Tommy said, "it's just us."
It took him a while to calm down - about as long as it took Max and Tommy to secure him to the ceiling and tie his ankles to the other broom. He was tied identically to Harry, and both boys were stood face-to-face about two feet apart.
"Calm now?" Tommy asked. "It was just a prank, man."
"Mmmppphhh-mmmpphhhh," Sam said. He looked annoyed at having been tricked, but he didn't seem angry.
"Oh, just so it's fair on Harry," Tommy said, undoing Sam's jeans so they fell to his ankles, leaving him in a pair of black boxers.
"MMPPPHHH!" he replied with indignation. Neither boy was particularly embarrassed. After all, they got changed into and out of their swimming trunks all the time. It was mostly the humiliation of not having any control over it.
"Or you could've pulled Harry's trousers back up," Max pointed out.
"Nah," said Tommy. "More embarrassing this way. It'll make a funnier story to tell Kyle and Clive. Anyway, now we can have some real fun."
"Mmmmpphh?" Harry said. He didn't know if he liked the sound of that. He could only hope that Max kept his word.