I'm glad you all enjoyed the last part. Thank you for the kind comments.
Red86 wrote: ↑3 years ago
Though it would most likely have to be in another thread, I would like to read the story between Nick, Amanda & Joel. So if you ever feel like writing it, I will read it!!
I have been thinking about how I would write that story. I'm not a big fan of having women involved, but I think I've thought of a way around that.
Anyway, I've done a one-off story for today. I know most of you wanted Tommy to get his comeuppance, and I am happy to oblige. I should probably clarify that most of these chapters take place several months apart. I'm not thinking too deeply about how much time exactly is passing between these stories, but I'd say the boys are either 13 or 14 by now. Enjoy!
Tommy Tastes his own Medicine, or How Harry Held three Hostages at Home
"Aww c'mon, Max, be cool," Tommy said pleadingly. He, Max and Harry were all stood in Harry's living room. Harry was holding a set of ropes and a pair of red speedos.
"No," Max said flatly. "You agreed to the bet. You said that if Harry could get free, you would let him tie you up - and I quote - 'however you wanna do it.' Maybe you should be cool, or tie your knots better next time."
"Yeah," Harry said, holding up the speedos. "Be cool, man."
Tommy hesitated. "It's just... weird and... kinda gay," he said.
"Not cool, dude," Max said. "You've worn those in front of us before."
"Yeah, but why do you wanna tie me up in them? I know I'm good looking, but stick to being gay together."
"Actually," Harry said, a bit fed up of people thinking he and Max were together, "it's so you can see how snug the ropes feel. And you're one to talk!"
"Shut it... fine," he said, giving up.
*
"Mppphh. Mmmphhh!" Tommy groaned as the timer hit zero. He was lying hogtied on the floor, wearing nothing but a red speedo. His arms and been pulled behind his back and tied together at the wrists and elbows, then tied again to his torso. His legs - which were tied together at the ankles, above and below the knees and at the thighs - were fully bent, with his feet touching his buttocks. His ankles were further tied to his wrists.
"Time's up, loser," Max said. "It looks like you'll be chewing on that ballgag for a while longer."
"MPPPHHHH!" Tommy snapped at Max. He tried to push out the ballgag with his tongue, but the black tape wrapped around his mouth and head kept it firmly in place.
"Hey, don't agree to play the game if you don't like its rules," Harry said. "Now, I believe that I get to punish you."
"MMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!"
With spectacularly good timing, there was a knock at the door. Harry left to unlock it.
"Mmmmpphhh!" Tommy looked pleadingly at Max.
"Sorry, buddy, not gonna happen," Max replied.
"So what's the emergency?" came a familiar sounding voice. Sam.
"Mph!" Tommy tried to wiggle away and hide from view behind the sofa. He didn't get very far.
"In here!" Max called.
"That, you, Max? What's going-" he stopped speaking as he entered the room and saw Tommy. There was a long pause which felt like it was never going to end.
"Well," Max said slowly, "surprise, I guess."
Sam burst into laughter. "This IS a surprise, alright! Ha!"
"Mpphhhh, mmpphhhh, mmph!" Tommy pleaded.
"Sorry, mate," Sam said, kneeling down next to Tommy and patting him on the back. "I'd love to help you out, but my hands here have other ideas." He immediately began tickling Tommy.
"I'm guessing that's supposed to be type of cruel irony," Harry said.
"Yep," Sam said as he tickled Tommy's feet. "It's what he said to me the first time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!" Tommy cried as he thrashed about, trying to avoid Sam's fingers.
The tickling continued for about 20 minutes, before Max chimed in. "I think you've made your point."
"You would say that!" Sam said without stopping. "You haven't been humiliated like this!"
"Well..." Harry began.
"C'mon, Harry," Sam said, "he should be tied up like Tommy is. He tied you up on Halloween as well!"
"That's history between us now," Harry said. "I got my payback."
"I didn't!" Sam said.
"Alright," Max said. "Harry, you know what to do."
"What?!" Harry exclaimed. "Are you mental?"
"He's clearly hurt about what happened. Let him have some closure," he replied.
"Well, if you're sure."
"Do you have another speedo?" Sam asked, suddenly turning his full attention away from Tommy for the first time since he arrived.
"Mmmm..." Tommy groaned with relief.
*
"Right," Harry said. "Here's your feather." He handed Sam a feather, just like the ones Max and Tommy used on Halloween.
"Mphh?" Tommy perked up upon hearing the word. A tape blindfold had been applied to his face a while ago, and he had sat there in silent darkness for a while, unsure of what was going on around him.
"Mph," Max said calmly, identically hogtied, gagged and blindfolded in a pair of blue speedos.
Harry and Sam took it in turns to torment each boy with the feathers for the next half hour. Tommy was most sensitive on his feet and armpits, thrashing about when he was stroked by the feathers in those places. He would try his hardest to yell, but the tape and rubber ballgag did an impressive job of keeping him quiet.
"If only he could wear those in swimming practice," Sam joked.
Harry laughed.
Max was a lot harder to torment. He would occasionally grunt and twitch a little, but he was largely stoic. Until, that is, Harry discovered that his nipples made a good target for the feathers. Max's cries were surprisingly high pitched when the feathers touched him there. Harry decided to run a bit of an experiment and slowly brought a feather up the inside of his leg from the ankle and around his closed knees. Max just stared at him, as if daring him to keep going. Harry chickened out as he reached Max's thighs. Max won that round.
After another half hour of this, Sam seemed sufficiently placated.
"Had your revenge yet?" Harry asked.
"I guess so," Sam said, almost disappointed.
"You enjoyed that," Harry pointed out.
"Maybe I did. It did all start when I tied myself up."
"You've not really had the best luck with that. How about I tie you up on your own terms, so you can actually experience it without being tormented?"
"Mph-mph," Max said, as if in agreement.
"MPPH!" Tommy said, probably just to remind them that he was still there.
"My ropes are very snug," Harry said. "I've always said it's like being trapped in a hug, just one that pins your arms and legs together in strange positions."
"Mph-mph," Max nodded again.
"Mmmph!" Tommy said, again more to attract attention than anything else, but Harry could sense his agreement.
"Well," Sam said, deep in thought, "ok, give it a go."
*
An hour later, Harry looked at his three captives. All three were identically hogited, ball and tapegagged and blindfolded on his living room floor. Each was wearing a different coloured speedo (Sam's was green). They had all been struggling an grunting into their gags for the last hour or so, with Harry watching attentively. They had clearly enjoyed the experience. Sam in particular seemed very happy to struggle without being tickled or tormented in some other way. Harry had enjoyed watching the three of them struggle, especially Max. He had always looked good in a speedo.
"Right," Harry said, "my mum's not coming back until the morning, so I'll come down and untie you before she gets back. Enjoy your night on the floor!"
"MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH!!!!" the three boys yelled into their gags as Harry left the room.