Date: Thu, 26 Mar 2015 11:32:24 -0400 From: Mikey Mark Subject: All Tied Up * * * WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic sex between consenting males. If you are offended by such material, or are under the legal age of consent to read such material, please do not read any further. All persons and events depicted in the following story are entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely coincidental. * * * Comments and suggestions from readers are always welcome.michael78983@gmail.com * * * Please donate to Nifty. The hive needs you. * * * All Tied Up by Mikey Mark * * * I was squirming and flopping around on the floor of my bedroom, with my hands and feet tied together behind me. I'd been going at it for about half an hour and I was getting tired and frustrated. "Okay, I give up. This ain't workin." My friend David was sitting at my desk, playing with my computer and ignoring me. I had to call him a couple times to get his attention. He was a year older than me and lived next door. He'd been one of my best friends since I was old enough to play outside. This was one of our oldest games we played together. We called it the Houdini game. Basically, we both liked to pretend we were escape artists and were always creating ways to do stuff like that. We got books on knots from the library and bought trick ropes at the magic shop in the mall and spent hours taking turns tying each other up and then trying to escape. We'd been doing it since we were little kids, tying each other up and inside some cardboard appliance box that we imagined to be hanging over the shark tank. Anyway, my friend David had been tying some nasty knots lately that I couldn't get out of. I had always loved doing the whole 'escape artist' thing as my body happens to be agile and flexible and I can bend myself up pretty good to get out of things. I also loved the acrobatic challenge of trying to untie a knot around my ankles with my hands tied behind my back. I considered myself to be pretty good at it. So I finally get David's attention and so he gets down on his knees like he's going to start untying the knots, but he doesn't. He just sits down beside me. "You seem to be havin' a problem there Mike." "Yeah. Yer knots are too nasty and I can't get'em to budge at all. Can you untie me. Please?" "Sure. In a little while." With that, he reached forward and brushed his hand across my crotch. I was laying on my side as my wrists were bound to my ankles behind me. As it was, my crotch was thrust forward in that position. His action surprised the heck out of me. Dave had never done anything like that before. "What are ya doin?" I asked him incredulously. I figured this had to be a joke or something. "Nothin" He kept doing it. Being all tied up, squirming around on the floor and fourteen years old was enough for me to have at least a semi. With David's hand casually rubbing my crotch, I was soon rock hard and throbbing inside my jeans. "Yer nothin' is definitely somethin'. Yer giving me a boner." He wouldn't look me in the face. He just kept rubbing along the bulge of my boner in my jeans very slow and gentle. It felt fantastic, but like, I didn't know what was going on or what Dave was up to. And it wasn't like I was very comfortable being all tied up like that. If Dave wanted to fool around a bit, I was okay with that, I just wished he would untie me so would could. I'd jerked off with David once, a few weeks before. We were looking at porn on the internet together. A few minutes of hot sexy [straight] videos and we both were raging hard and horny. He was the one to suggest that we jerk off together. I didn't say anything, I just dropped my jeans and pulled out my cock and started stroking because I was just so horny. Dave dropped his pants and we compared our dicks. Mine was a standard six inches, his was almost identical, but about an inch longer. I loved the look of his smooth and sleek seven inches when it was hard. Anyway, being teenagers, it didn't take long and both of us were moaning, squirting and spewing out cum all over our chests and bellies. It was all over in less than twenty minutes from the time we turned on the computer. And that was the sum total of my sexual experiences with David up until that day. So there I was lying on my side, still tied up and David was rubbing the bulge in my jeans. I was really getting horny and desperately wanted to jerk off. I was squirming around and humping my hips back and forth pushing my crotch towards Dave's hand. I wanted more pressure on my cock. That light rubbing was just enough to get me raging hard and feeling good, but not enough to get me off. Dave just laughed at my predicament. "You want something don't ya?" Oh gawd yes. I wanted to cum, but I didn't really feel like saying that. "You want to cum don't ya?" "Yeah." It was so much easier to admit to than to say it. "Yeah what? If you want something, say it." Oh shit. "Okay, I want to cum. I want ya to rub it harder." "Maybe I should stop." And so he did. I was breathing heavily and my cock was straining inside my jeans. I was still trying to work the knots with my fingers. I didn't know what to do. I felt the intense excitement of my dick slowly fade. I was still hard, but no longer quite screaming for it. I was back to just being frustrated and tired. He just sat there and smirked at me. Then he reached out and started stroking my bulge again, just as slowly and gently as before. He was such a tease. It was just enough to get me going to the point of extreme horniness, but that was it. The stroking was too light and gentle and two layers of cloth covered my cock. It drove me crazy. "You want something don't ya?" I was getting frustrated and very tired. I was begging him to please untie me but he just kept saying "you want something don't ya?" over and over again. "Please let me cum." "Yeah, that's what I thought you wanted." With that David leaned over with both hands and undid the button on my jeans and unzipped my fly. He then tugged my jeans down to mid-thigh, but then stopped. I wanted him to yank my jeans and underwear all the way down. I wanted him to stroke my hard and naked cock and let me cum. But he didn't do that at all. I looked over at him and he was doing that 'evil grin' thing at me. Then he reached forward with one hand and started to slowly stroke the bulge of my boner in my underwear. I was wearing my favorite white Calvin Klein briefs. I could see a small wet spot forming around the head of my cock. My boner was straining to get out. David continued to do that same slow and gentle stroking action that was driving me crazy. "Please..." "Please what? Speak properly!" Shit. I was twitching and squirming around. My hands and feet were tied behind by back for like an hour already and I had a raging screaming boner that he was teasing the precum out of, and I was expected to be coherent? I wanted to scream and yell for help, but then the thought of getting 'rescued' by my parents, let alone my sister, with my pants down like that and a leaking boner seemed an even worse fate than the one I was in so I held my tongue. "Please let me cum. I'm really horny right now." I was begging for like the sixth time already. "No one is stopping you. You can cum if you want." "You know what I mean. Please *make* me cum. Please rub a bit faster and harder okay?" My voice was trembling and I was practically whimpering. "Sure. In a little while." Oh gawd. That's what he said about untying me like half an hour ago. "Maybe if you answer a couple of questions for me, I'll give you a real nice hand job and maybe even untie you." Oh shit. "What kind of questions?" "We can start with how often you jerk off. I'm a bit curious about that." "Um... like every day I guess." I didn't want to admit that I was a chronic jerk off addict doing it like two or three times a day, and even more than that on weekends. "Once a day? I don't believe you." Dave got up and went to my closet and into the shoebox on the top shelf. He knew what he was looking for. He got out two simple wooden clothes pins. My heart beat jumped just seeing them in his hands. I knew where this was going and it wasn't good. "You seem to need a bit more encouragement to be honest Mike." With that, he rolled up my t-shirt and put a clothes pin on each of my nipples and then went back to the slow stroking action on the bulge in my underwear. The combination of pleasure and pain was unbelievable. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was begging, but I don't know what for. I just kept saying "please". "That answer is not acceptable Mike." As the intense stinging pain in my nipples slowly receded, it was replaced with a dull throbbing pain that sent tremors and spasms that I felt throughout my whole body. And that stroking on my cock had me squirming around something bad. I kept trying to push myself and my cock closer and closer to David's hand as he kept pulling it away in response. I had squirmed and wiggled my way halfway across my bedroom carpet chasing his hand with my desperate and straining cock. "Okay, I admit it, I usually do it twice a day, sometimes more when I'm really horny." I had to tell him something. "That sounds a bit more likely. So what's the most times ya jerked off in one day?" I had to think about that. I didn't want him to think I was bragging, or that I was a crazy pervert. And it was damn difficult to think with David rubbing my cock. It felt even better through the thin cotton of my Calvin's than through my jeans. "Um... seven I think." I figured that was safe. Truth was ten but I wasn't going to go there. I just wanted to give Dave what he wanted so he'd let me cum. He'd stopped stroking me again and that was just as bad as the stroking after it had being going on so long and steady. But then he'd be right back on it if it looked like I was relaxing or anything. "When was the first time ya measured yer cock? How old were ya?" "Thirteen. It was five and a quarter back then." That was an easy one. "What is it now and when was the last time you measured it?" "On my fourteenth birthday, three months ago. It is exactly six inch and a quarter inches long and five around." That was another easy one. I was ready to tell him I was 5'6" tall and 115 pounds too if he asked, but he didn't. "How about our family picnic last month. You saw something with my sister and I want to know what." Oh shit. That was a nasty one! I was sworn to secrecy by his sister, and threatened with my life by their big brutish cousin whose cock she was sucking. I couldn't tell David about that. But then, I was underestimating him. He finally relented and started really rubbing my cock nice and hard. Oh gawd that felt so good and I was getting really close. I wanted to cum so bad. I could feel my body starting going all tense and my toes curling. That always happened just a few seconds before my orgasm hit full on. So that's when Dave pulled his hand away and we migrated another half a foot across the floor as my dick tried to chase after his hand. Fucking bastard. I was getting seriously exhausted and tired and so horny I could barely stand it. I wanted to cum so bad. "Tell me and I might let you cum. I want the truth." I was getting desperate. I was on the very edge of my orgasm and it was fading away again. The tingles in my toes disappeared and I wanted them back so very badly. I figured that the way my body all tensed up when I was getting close was giving me away. I didn't think there was much I could do to stop myself, but I had to try. The wet spot in my underwear was getting pretty big, with all my precum soaking into the cotton fabric and spreading. I needed to cum so bad. "My sister. Tell me or I will keep this up for another hour. It's only a quarter to five. Your mom won't call you for dinner until six." Oh my gawd. Just the idea of another hour of that torture had me twitching and whimpering in despair and begging for mercy. Then he started back working on my cock, with expert strong strokes the full length of my cock. He brought my receding orgasm creeping right back. I concentrated on staying relaxed and not letting my body tense up. I had to delay long enough to cum. "Maybe these clothes pins need re-adjusting a bit..." So he undid each one for about a minute or so and then put them right back on again. Just enough to renew the whole stinging pain thing again - mixed with my raging boner. That had me squirming around like crazy and begging for mercy all over again and completely wiped out my attempt to stay relaxed to hide my approaching orgasm. I tensed up and he stopped. I was almost getting delirious the way he kept stopping and starting like that, my orgasm coming and going each time. It was exhausting and wearing me out. I'd 'edged' myself a couple of times, but never for more than twenty minutes at the most. David had me going for almost an hour already and still going strong. I broke down. I was drained and more horny than I'd ever been in my entire life. I needed to cum so bad. "Okay, but you have to swear to keep it quiet because she'll know it was me who told you." "I swear." "I saw her making out with your cousin." "Bullshit. There's more to it than that. You need to start telling the truth Mike." In order to put some truth to his own words, he grabbed a pair of my underwear out of the laundry hamper and stuffed it in my mouth. Then he pulled off my socks and proceeded to tickle my feet for the next ten minutes that felt like ten hours. He was relentless. I've always been very ticklish and the bottoms of my feet most of all - and he knew it. That's why he gagged me I guess. That kind of tickling had me screaming for mercy since I was all tied up. The underwear in my mouth muffled me up good and quiet. I was practically crying by the time he stopped and pulled the underwear out of my mouth. He then unrolled it and laid it across my face and left it there. "So Mike, what's the story about my sister and cousin? What did you see? Tell me the truth or I'll tickle yer feet for an hour." "I saw her suck his cock." Actually, all I could see and smell was my own damn underwear. Parts of it were slightly damp from being in my mouth, but they were mostly dry. I could smell my own sweaty crotch smell and see a couple of precum stains in the fabric. No skid marks thankfully. "Yeah? Was she on her knees?" "Yeah, she was on her knees." "You're doing very good Mike. You deserve to be rewarded." With that he started stroking my cock again. After the tickle-torture, I wasn't quite on the edge any more so it took a while for him to bring me back. But sure enough, he brought me right up to the edge. I was breathing the scent of my well-worn underwear and it smelled sort of like sex. I worked so hard to try and stay relaxed, but he could tell anyway and stopped just exactly at the last moment, as he did every fucking time. "Just one or two more questions..." "Oh come on, you promised!" I begged. I pleaded. But it was no more effective than it had been for the last hour or so. I was breathing hard and that just seemed to magnify the smell of my underwear in my face. "Have you ever done anything with another guy?" "Yeah - I jerked off with you once. Now please let me cum. I need it so bad." "Besides that. I can tell there's something you are hiding." Oh shit. I squirmed around to see the clock beside my bed. It was only 5:15. He had to untie me when my mom called me for dinner. I hoped I could last that long. "I think its time for some more tickling..." He stuffed my underwear back in my mouth and went to work on my feet. It was pure torture. I was tied up so there was nothing I could do except scream. Thank gawd for the gag. I screamed and screamed until I was crying. I couldn't take much more. Dave pulled my underwear gag out and laid them across my face again. "So Mike, what else have you got to tell me. I can tell you are hiding something." I didn't know what to say. I had secrets, too many of them and I didn't want to share any of them with Dave. But I needed something. I had to give him something. I searched my memory desperately for something that might satisfy him. I needed to make him happy. "And you haven't answered the question about doing anything with another guy yet..." "Please Dave, I really can't take much more of this, my whole body is aching, please I need to cum and and I need to go pee and I need to get untied real soon. Please." "It looks like yer trying to change the subject Mike. Its pretty obvious that yer hiding something. But lucky for you, time is running out. I'll make you deal." "What kind of deal?" "I'll let let you cum and untie you, but ya have to agree to continue this another time." "Yer crazy. There's no way in hell I'd ever agree to this again." "Then I guess I'll have to tell my sister that you told me all about you seeing her sucking my cousin's cock. I'd bet my cousin would get pissed off with you too. He's got a bad temper you know." This was insane. My best friend just tickle tortured me into telling him a secret about his sister, and now he's using the info I gave to blackmail me into letting him do it to me again. I couldn't believe this was happening. It made no sense. "So, what's it going to be Mike?" "You are a total bastard." "That answer is not admissible. Shall we continue our questions later?" "Okay. Fine. Whatever. I promise. Just please let me cum and untie me." I needed to cum so bad I would have agreed to owe him a million dollars right then. He pulled the elastic of my underwear down in front and my cock sprang free. Oh gawd that felt good. I was moaning is pure ecstasy. My cock was twitching and bouncing around with new found freedom. When Dave's hand touched the bare skin of my cock, the feeling was almost electric. I'd been waiting for that feeling for over an hour. My endlessly delayed orgasm that was hovering back in the distance sprang back instantly and I was so close once again. "Please don't stop, I beg you not to stop. I need this so bad." The look on Dave's face scared me a bit. He was enjoying this way too much, but I was so close to finally being able to cum that I couldn't think about anything else. I actually braced myself for the let down if or when he stopped me short again, but this time Dave kept going. My toes started tingling and I felt my whole body tense up. I was getting really close and kept saying "please don't stop" over and over as quietly as I could. And then it happened. I passed the point of no return. Every muscle in my body was tensed up. Full orgasm started rolling and nothing could stop it. The tingles, pins and needles all started in my toes and rolled up my legs and my back to my neck and then down and out through my cock and I exploded like I'd never felt before. I thrust my hips forward with each orgasmic spasm that twitched through my body. It was an incredible and euphoric experience. "Wow. You should see the mess ya made. I've never seen that much cum. I think ya hit yer dresser over there and yer carpet is a mess." I just laid there and enjoyed the after glow of my orgasm. It was the ultimate. I'd never felt anything like that before. I couldn't imagine that getting jerked off could feel like that. David started working on the knots to untie me and I felt another rising anticipation of elation. Some cum was still dripping out of my cock when David finally got me untied. Oh gawd that felt almost as good as when I finally came. I stretched out spread-eagle just to free my limbs and get the blood moving. I had to pull up my pants in order to stand up. I was pretty shaky on my feet at first. All together, that was the most amazing sexual experience of my life. I'd be lying to say I didn't get off on it. But that was one hell of an ordeal. David was just grinning and smiling away like nothing had happened. "Next time will be even more fun, I promise you." That was when mom called me for dinner and Dave got up and went home. My head was spinning as I headed down for dinner. I could barely believe what just happened was real. I actually jerked off twice more that night before bed just thinking about what Dave did to me after school. * * * To be continued in part 2.