New parts "Rewind"+"In the dark"+"the cottage"+"Firmly gagged" - A summer of (soccer) bondage (m/m)
Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2019 9:24 pm
Part 1 - What the f...
For those of you who have not yet read the prelude to this story, please look for the Self tie Chapter 1 and 2 under the true stories for everyone section.
Setting the scene - in a seriously weird chain of events, I found myself tied tightly to a wooden bench in one of the private changing rooms in the sports complex where my soccer team was playing a home game.
I was wearing our team kit, with red adidas soccer socks with white stripes. My team mate Chris was wearing my goalie kit, with thigh high white soccer goalie socks he took from me earlier that afternoon, only to find himself chair hogtied and ball gagged in that same changing room. I meanwhile had been tied tightly to the bench by my other team mate Tom and a player from the visitor's team called Seb.
With my red soccer socks pulled up thigh high, my legs were affixed to the bench, so was my upper body. Tom had put a ball gag in my mouth, tightly secured in with his two red soccer socks tied around my head. Seb had finished the job, taping my head to the bench and blindfolding me with what I guessed, where his mud stained white soccer socks.
Just then, while I lay there tied more tightly than ever before and unable to move a single muscle, I felt a hand softly going through my hair and then moving down my body.... softly stroking my meanwhile very stiff cock.
For the sake of context, Chris, my soccer team mate and bondage buddy, was straight as an arrow. Tom was gay and did not make a secret off it. The entire team knew. Seb, I had never met before so I had no idea. I meanwhile, was confused. I knew I liked girls but also could get incredibly turned on by the sight of a pretty boy in soccer kit, preferably with socks either slightly or very high pulled up over the knee. Do not know why. Still do not. It just is.
When I saw Seb sitting in the changing room, back against the wall, one sock pulled up over his knee and smiling at me, it turned me on like crazy.
Now, I was completely at Tom and Seb's mercy. I could not see, not move nor say a thing.
"Mmmmmppph" I grunted, while I felt this hand softly stroking my hard cock.
"mmmmpppph"
"Tu aimes ca, n'es-ce pas" -
you like this, don't you, I heard Seb say.
"mmmmppphh" I moaned softly while he kept stroking my dick.
"J'ai vu comment tu m'observait"
I saw how you were looking at me.
His strokes became harder and harder. He grabbed my dick through my shorts and started jerking.
"mmmmph"
"mmmph"
"mmmph"
I grunted and moaned and got more and more excited. I was starting to loose it.
I could not move a thing, not relax my body at all.
The way I was tied to bench hurt like hell yet the feeling he gave me was exhilarating.
Then suddenly, he stopped.
I was almost ready to come.
I let out a big "MMMMPPH" through my gag.
"Stop teasing him" I heard Tom say, while I was trying to catch my breath.
I was trying to relax, catching my breath, as you may have experienced before yourself, breathing heavily through my nose. In and out. In and out. Trying to allow my body to relax, flex my muscles. Almost impossible.
I heard movement. Then mmmphing. That must be Chris.
All I could do was listen attentively.
His mmphing got heavier and heavier.
Heavier and heavier.
His breathing did too.
Then for quite a while, ....nothing.
Then a big MMMMMMPPPPHH.
Then silence returned.
"Let's let him out" I heard Tom say after a while
"I hope you learned your lesson now" Tom said.
Next, I heard tape being ripped. They seemed to be untying Chris.
"FUCK YOU GUYS!!!" I heard Chris shout.
"You are TOO weird"....
"Help me untie my feet"
"This is ...."
"Fuck.."
"This is messed up, you guys are messed up".... Chris shouted.
"I will..."
"I will get you for this..."
"No you will not" Tom replied calmly.
"Shit" Chris again.
"Shit shit shit" "Damn you Tom".
Then nothing again.
After a few moments of silence, I heard Chris ask
"And what about him?" clearly referring to me.
"Don't worry about him" Tom replied.
"He is in good hands"
"Mmmmmpph" I tried to interject.
"Tais-toi"
Shut Up Seb replied, grabbing my chin with his hand.
"On est pas encore termine"
We are not done yet.
"We will talk about this Tom, this is not over yet" Chris shouted again.
"Allez, sort"
Come on, get out Seb again.
With that, I heard the changing room door open. It was slammed shut.
Damn. I was now alone in the room with Tom and Seb. Unable to see, speak or move. My soccer shorts still bulging.
"Le voila"
Now then Seb picked up again.
"On va s'amuser un peu non, hein?"
LetÄ's have some fun no?
"Go easy on him" Tom said.
"I know he has some experience but not that much"
" Ca va, ca va,"
ok, ok Seb replied.
I was terrified. What were they going to do with me? To me?
"Je croix qu'il a quand meme un peu d'experience"
I think he does have some experience Seb continued.
"Et en plus, tu as vu la facon dont il me regardait ?"
And did you see the way he looked at me before?
"I saw that but I do not think he has that kind of experience" Tom reasoned.
"He likes girls".
"Vraiment?"
Really?
"Alors, explique-moi ca"
Then explain this to me Seb said, whilst he grabbed my dick again.
"MMMMMppph!!!"
"To vois?"
You see?
"That is not what I mean!" Tom now protested.
"I mean that you should not expect him to enjoy this the way we do" he further tried explaining.
"Mais, c'est just un peu jouer"
I am just playing a bit Seb tried to explain.
He had kept my dick firmly in his hands.
He now let go. I then felt him lifting up my shorts and grabbing my dick again. I felt his warm hand on my stiff cock and almost came again. The surprise.
"Ok, but please go easy on him". "Only when you can tell he likes it ok?".
"Is this ok Mats" Tom now asked.
I did not know what to answer. I really did not.
Seb squeezed my dick really hard.
"MMMMppph".
"Je pense qu'il veut dire oui"
I think he wants to say yes...
For those of you who have not yet read the prelude to this story, please look for the Self tie Chapter 1 and 2 under the true stories for everyone section.
Setting the scene - in a seriously weird chain of events, I found myself tied tightly to a wooden bench in one of the private changing rooms in the sports complex where my soccer team was playing a home game.
I was wearing our team kit, with red adidas soccer socks with white stripes. My team mate Chris was wearing my goalie kit, with thigh high white soccer goalie socks he took from me earlier that afternoon, only to find himself chair hogtied and ball gagged in that same changing room. I meanwhile had been tied tightly to the bench by my other team mate Tom and a player from the visitor's team called Seb.
With my red soccer socks pulled up thigh high, my legs were affixed to the bench, so was my upper body. Tom had put a ball gag in my mouth, tightly secured in with his two red soccer socks tied around my head. Seb had finished the job, taping my head to the bench and blindfolding me with what I guessed, where his mud stained white soccer socks.
Just then, while I lay there tied more tightly than ever before and unable to move a single muscle, I felt a hand softly going through my hair and then moving down my body.... softly stroking my meanwhile very stiff cock.
For the sake of context, Chris, my soccer team mate and bondage buddy, was straight as an arrow. Tom was gay and did not make a secret off it. The entire team knew. Seb, I had never met before so I had no idea. I meanwhile, was confused. I knew I liked girls but also could get incredibly turned on by the sight of a pretty boy in soccer kit, preferably with socks either slightly or very high pulled up over the knee. Do not know why. Still do not. It just is.
When I saw Seb sitting in the changing room, back against the wall, one sock pulled up over his knee and smiling at me, it turned me on like crazy.
Now, I was completely at Tom and Seb's mercy. I could not see, not move nor say a thing.
"Mmmmmppph" I grunted, while I felt this hand softly stroking my hard cock.
"mmmmpppph"
"Tu aimes ca, n'es-ce pas" -
you like this, don't you, I heard Seb say.
"mmmmppphh" I moaned softly while he kept stroking my dick.
"J'ai vu comment tu m'observait"
I saw how you were looking at me.
His strokes became harder and harder. He grabbed my dick through my shorts and started jerking.
"mmmmph"
"mmmph"
"mmmph"
I grunted and moaned and got more and more excited. I was starting to loose it.
I could not move a thing, not relax my body at all.
The way I was tied to bench hurt like hell yet the feeling he gave me was exhilarating.
Then suddenly, he stopped.
I was almost ready to come.
I let out a big "MMMMPPH" through my gag.
"Stop teasing him" I heard Tom say, while I was trying to catch my breath.
I was trying to relax, catching my breath, as you may have experienced before yourself, breathing heavily through my nose. In and out. In and out. Trying to allow my body to relax, flex my muscles. Almost impossible.
I heard movement. Then mmmphing. That must be Chris.
All I could do was listen attentively.
His mmphing got heavier and heavier.
Heavier and heavier.
His breathing did too.
Then for quite a while, ....nothing.
Then a big MMMMMMPPPPHH.
Then silence returned.
"Let's let him out" I heard Tom say after a while
"I hope you learned your lesson now" Tom said.
Next, I heard tape being ripped. They seemed to be untying Chris.
"FUCK YOU GUYS!!!" I heard Chris shout.
"You are TOO weird"....
"Help me untie my feet"
"This is ...."
"Fuck.."
"This is messed up, you guys are messed up".... Chris shouted.
"I will..."
"I will get you for this..."
"No you will not" Tom replied calmly.
"Shit" Chris again.
"Shit shit shit" "Damn you Tom".
Then nothing again.
After a few moments of silence, I heard Chris ask
"And what about him?" clearly referring to me.
"Don't worry about him" Tom replied.
"He is in good hands"
"Mmmmmpph" I tried to interject.
"Tais-toi"
Shut Up Seb replied, grabbing my chin with his hand.
"On est pas encore termine"
We are not done yet.
"We will talk about this Tom, this is not over yet" Chris shouted again.
"Allez, sort"
Come on, get out Seb again.
With that, I heard the changing room door open. It was slammed shut.
Damn. I was now alone in the room with Tom and Seb. Unable to see, speak or move. My soccer shorts still bulging.
"Le voila"
Now then Seb picked up again.
"On va s'amuser un peu non, hein?"
LetÄ's have some fun no?
"Go easy on him" Tom said.
"I know he has some experience but not that much"
" Ca va, ca va,"
ok, ok Seb replied.
I was terrified. What were they going to do with me? To me?
"Je croix qu'il a quand meme un peu d'experience"
I think he does have some experience Seb continued.
"Et en plus, tu as vu la facon dont il me regardait ?"
And did you see the way he looked at me before?
"I saw that but I do not think he has that kind of experience" Tom reasoned.
"He likes girls".
"Vraiment?"
Really?
"Alors, explique-moi ca"
Then explain this to me Seb said, whilst he grabbed my dick again.
"MMMMMppph!!!"
"To vois?"
You see?
"That is not what I mean!" Tom now protested.
"I mean that you should not expect him to enjoy this the way we do" he further tried explaining.
"Mais, c'est just un peu jouer"
I am just playing a bit Seb tried to explain.
He had kept my dick firmly in his hands.
He now let go. I then felt him lifting up my shorts and grabbing my dick again. I felt his warm hand on my stiff cock and almost came again. The surprise.
"Ok, but please go easy on him". "Only when you can tell he likes it ok?".
"Is this ok Mats" Tom now asked.
I did not know what to answer. I really did not.
Seb squeezed my dick really hard.
"MMMMppph".
"Je pense qu'il veut dire oui"
I think he wants to say yes...