Hanging in Suspense (M/M)
Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2022 5:38 pm
HANGING IN SUSPENSE - CHAPTER 1
18+ Consensual Kidnapping, Some Sexual Content
It was a hot Saturday morning in August, about three weeks before the start of the new school year. Alexander and Constantine were trying to figure out how to entertain themselves.
Both lads were heading into their second year of university. Being friends and neighbours since kindergarten, the two were essentially inseparable, despite attending different schools. Constantine, who was a couple of months younger than his friend, just had his 19th birthday, making him an adult in the most important sense. Now that the festivities were over, and he won’t be back at his summer job until Monday, Constantine was feeling incredibly bored.
After having breakfast together, Alexander and Constantine sank into the living room sofa and turned on YouTube as they sipped on their morning coffee. Alexander had the entire house for himself since Thursday - his parents were out on a trip - so naturally, he invited his best friend for an extended sleepover. Even though Alexander was gay and Constantine supposedly wasn’t - the boys spent so much time together even their parents began to assume they were dating.
Normally, Alexander became completely absorbed in whatever movie he was watching. However, this morning he found himself distracted. He kept glancing at his friend - comfortably clad in a pair of gym shorts and a tank top - and couldn’t stop thinking how handsome he looked. In fact, he found Constantine much more intriguing than the movie, which failed to capture his interest.
“What?” Constantine looked at him, smiling.
“What, ‘what’?” Alexander responded, mockingly. “I was just watching the video!”
Constantine scoffed. He knew what was going on. He secretly enjoyed his friend’s no-so-secret ogling. While Alexander wasn’t exactly subtle, Constantine never felt uncomfortable around him; his friend always respected his space. Which was very strange, since he recently confided his liking for bondage. Instead of being freaked out, Constantine totally bought into his fantasies and even partook in one several weeks earlier. After all, he knew he wouldn't feel comfortable telling any of the girls he's been dating about his dirty little secret. He could trust his best friend, though.
Now, they were constantly watching videos with bondage scenes nonstop. This included “magic” escapes, fake kidnappings, guys in peril, and so on. Despite having only dated girls, nearly all the videos featured young men as the victims, and Constantine found them very exciting. Not in a sexual way - at least that’s what he told himself - although he couldn’t deny thoroughly enjoyed tying up his best friend in the shed and teasing him!
After the tenth or eleventh video, Alexander closed his computer and looked at his friend. “Let’s do it.” He said.
“Do what? Tie each other up?” asked Constantine.
“Nope! Let’s get kidnapped. You know you wanted to it for a long time!”
Constantine gulped and did his best to stifle the growing bulge in his shorts, knowing his friend is going to notice right away.
“A consensual kidnapping? Like the one we just watched?”
“Yup! You said you’d be comfortable with the idea -“
“But how?” Constantine jumped in.
“Remember Uncle Hunter? Guy would absolutely love the idea of kidnapping us together!”
Uncle Hunter was not actually Alexander’s uncle, but rather an older gay man he met online to whom he referred as an uncle. When they met in person, Hunter has proven to be far less creepy than previously anticipated - treating Alexander courteously and never pushing him beyond his comfort zone. However, their online chats have been peppered with rather hardcore fantasies that Constantine found deeply unsettling, despite (and perhaps because of) Alexander’s insistence that the were entirely consensual.
“Dude, that guy is a complete creep-o…”
“You’re just saying that because he’s an older gay dude. Would you say that about me when I’m old too?"
Constantine scoffed. “That’s not it, and you know it. Do you wanna end up in tomorrow’s ‘missing’ page?”
“If he was a serial killer, don’t you think he would’ve killed me by now?” asked Alexander.
“It doesn’t work like that, stupid. That weirdo is probably grooming you for something.”
“Well, you’re not entirely wrong. He does call me ‘Nephew’.”
“God, that’s gross!”
Alexander giggled, the way he only did when nervously trying to make light of an awkward situation. “I figured you’d say that…well, you’re entitled to your opinion.”
“So you’re not gonna do it?”
“Well, obviously I’m not doing it without you, Connie.” Constantine was slightly irked by the way his friend said his name. He also figured that Alexander was using reverse psychology - sure, he wasn’t going to push him into anything; Alex was not like that. But he knew that Constantine developed a fetish for bondage scenarios - and he only felt comfortable sharing with his best friend, regardless of sexual orientation. He was also nineteen, it was summertime and he had literally zero responsibilities, so if he was going to try making his fantasy come true, now would have been a good time!
Constantine looked sheepishly at his friend, pouting his lips slightly. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?”
“I shouldn’t have called you stupid. After all, I don’t know anything about this guy, but you do.”
Alexander waved his hand dismissively. “No worries. Our ‘relationship’ is a little weird, if you wanna call it that.”
“Have you guys had sex yet?”
“What?! Ew!” Alexander looked taken aback. “I have standards, asshole!”
Constantine shrugged innocently. “I’m just asking questions. So what have you done?”
Alexander looked away. “we went out to dinner, walked in the park, I let him kiss me a few times…we’re not in a relationship.”
Constantine nodded. “Interesting. And he knows about your fetish?”
“Yup. He says he’s a ‘Dom’, has an entire dungeon in his basement. Showed me pictures; place looks pretty hardcore.”
Constantine stifled a gasp when Alexander mentioned the “dungeon”. He was legitimately intrigued, but also worried. There were so many things that could go wrong with this scenario, but at the same time, he knew Alexander for well over a decade and generally trusted his judgment. Despite being more wildly imaginative, Alexander was not entirely reckless. Besides, Constantine suddenly found himself really wanting to meet this Uncle Hunter. There was something oddly enticing about the wrongness of this relationship, Constantine couldn’t help but feel very curious.
“He sounds right up your alley, ‘girl’!”
“You mean, right up YOUR alley? Don’t kid yourself!” Alexander responded without missing a beat.
Constantine blushed. He felt himself shaking in anticipation.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he asked.
“I dunno, what are you thinking?”
Constantine took a deep breath. “I wanna get kidnapped with you.”
Alexander smiled. “Ha I knew it! Alright let me call the guy.”
Alexander called Uncle Hunter on his speaker. Within less than one ringtone, a deep baritone voice answered: “Hello?”
“Hi Uncle Hunter, it’s me, Alex!”
Uncle Hunter chuckled gruffly. “Well hello, Nephew! Are you having a good weekend?”
“Sure am, how about you?”
“I can’t complain, I got my friend Gerard with me, don’t think I told you about him.”
“Your ‘friend’, Gerard?”
“Yes, we go a long way.” Alexander knew at this point that what he meant was “we used to have all sorts of fun, and still do occasionally".
“Ooh that’s funny, because I got a friend over, too. Remember I told you about my bestie, Constantine?”
“The straight cutie from the swim team? Yes, I remember. He’s here with you?!”
Constantine felt himself blushing as Alexander nudged him to say something. “Hello, sir, it’s nice to meet you.”
Uncle Hunter chuckled again. “Sir? You are too polite. Just call me Uncle Hunter, son.”
Feeling mildly uncomfortable by the invitation, he didn’t respond. “What are you boys doing right now?”
“We are home alone, Uncle.” Alexander responded. Silence on both ends.
Uncle Hunter finally broke the silence. “I…see. I really hope you boys are not misbehaving!”
“Actually…we’ve been pretty naughty, Uncle.” Said Alexander with a suggestive edge in his voice. “We were looking at videos of guys getting tied up.”
“Dude!” Constantine nudged him to stop.
Uncle Hunter chuckled again, a bit more menacingly this time. “Uh oh, why are you guys looking that up? I think you should be tied up just for telling me all this!”
Alexander smiled. “I think so too! What are you gonna do about it?”
“Alex! What the hell?” Constantine nudged him again.
“That depends. What do you want me to do about it?”
“You know where I live. Wanna come over and kidnap both of us? I know you’ve been thinking about it.”
Uncle Hunter remained silent for a few seconds. He finally responded: “I think we all know the answer to that. Give us a few hours, we will be there.”
The line disconnected.
“We?” asked Constantine.
“Guess he’s bringing his friend with him? It’s only fair, there are two of us,” Alexander responded, barely capable to hide the shaking in his voice.
It was really happening…they just arranged their own kidnapping.
TO BE CONTINUED
18+ Consensual Kidnapping, Some Sexual Content
It was a hot Saturday morning in August, about three weeks before the start of the new school year. Alexander and Constantine were trying to figure out how to entertain themselves.
Both lads were heading into their second year of university. Being friends and neighbours since kindergarten, the two were essentially inseparable, despite attending different schools. Constantine, who was a couple of months younger than his friend, just had his 19th birthday, making him an adult in the most important sense. Now that the festivities were over, and he won’t be back at his summer job until Monday, Constantine was feeling incredibly bored.
After having breakfast together, Alexander and Constantine sank into the living room sofa and turned on YouTube as they sipped on their morning coffee. Alexander had the entire house for himself since Thursday - his parents were out on a trip - so naturally, he invited his best friend for an extended sleepover. Even though Alexander was gay and Constantine supposedly wasn’t - the boys spent so much time together even their parents began to assume they were dating.
Normally, Alexander became completely absorbed in whatever movie he was watching. However, this morning he found himself distracted. He kept glancing at his friend - comfortably clad in a pair of gym shorts and a tank top - and couldn’t stop thinking how handsome he looked. In fact, he found Constantine much more intriguing than the movie, which failed to capture his interest.
“What?” Constantine looked at him, smiling.
“What, ‘what’?” Alexander responded, mockingly. “I was just watching the video!”
Constantine scoffed. He knew what was going on. He secretly enjoyed his friend’s no-so-secret ogling. While Alexander wasn’t exactly subtle, Constantine never felt uncomfortable around him; his friend always respected his space. Which was very strange, since he recently confided his liking for bondage. Instead of being freaked out, Constantine totally bought into his fantasies and even partook in one several weeks earlier. After all, he knew he wouldn't feel comfortable telling any of the girls he's been dating about his dirty little secret. He could trust his best friend, though.
Now, they were constantly watching videos with bondage scenes nonstop. This included “magic” escapes, fake kidnappings, guys in peril, and so on. Despite having only dated girls, nearly all the videos featured young men as the victims, and Constantine found them very exciting. Not in a sexual way - at least that’s what he told himself - although he couldn’t deny thoroughly enjoyed tying up his best friend in the shed and teasing him!
After the tenth or eleventh video, Alexander closed his computer and looked at his friend. “Let’s do it.” He said.
“Do what? Tie each other up?” asked Constantine.
“Nope! Let’s get kidnapped. You know you wanted to it for a long time!”
Constantine gulped and did his best to stifle the growing bulge in his shorts, knowing his friend is going to notice right away.
“A consensual kidnapping? Like the one we just watched?”
“Yup! You said you’d be comfortable with the idea -“
“But how?” Constantine jumped in.
“Remember Uncle Hunter? Guy would absolutely love the idea of kidnapping us together!”
Uncle Hunter was not actually Alexander’s uncle, but rather an older gay man he met online to whom he referred as an uncle. When they met in person, Hunter has proven to be far less creepy than previously anticipated - treating Alexander courteously and never pushing him beyond his comfort zone. However, their online chats have been peppered with rather hardcore fantasies that Constantine found deeply unsettling, despite (and perhaps because of) Alexander’s insistence that the were entirely consensual.
“Dude, that guy is a complete creep-o…”
“You’re just saying that because he’s an older gay dude. Would you say that about me when I’m old too?"
Constantine scoffed. “That’s not it, and you know it. Do you wanna end up in tomorrow’s ‘missing’ page?”
“If he was a serial killer, don’t you think he would’ve killed me by now?” asked Alexander.
“It doesn’t work like that, stupid. That weirdo is probably grooming you for something.”
“Well, you’re not entirely wrong. He does call me ‘Nephew’.”
“God, that’s gross!”
Alexander giggled, the way he only did when nervously trying to make light of an awkward situation. “I figured you’d say that…well, you’re entitled to your opinion.”
“So you’re not gonna do it?”
“Well, obviously I’m not doing it without you, Connie.” Constantine was slightly irked by the way his friend said his name. He also figured that Alexander was using reverse psychology - sure, he wasn’t going to push him into anything; Alex was not like that. But he knew that Constantine developed a fetish for bondage scenarios - and he only felt comfortable sharing with his best friend, regardless of sexual orientation. He was also nineteen, it was summertime and he had literally zero responsibilities, so if he was going to try making his fantasy come true, now would have been a good time!
Constantine looked sheepishly at his friend, pouting his lips slightly. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?”
“I shouldn’t have called you stupid. After all, I don’t know anything about this guy, but you do.”
Alexander waved his hand dismissively. “No worries. Our ‘relationship’ is a little weird, if you wanna call it that.”
“Have you guys had sex yet?”
“What?! Ew!” Alexander looked taken aback. “I have standards, asshole!”
Constantine shrugged innocently. “I’m just asking questions. So what have you done?”
Alexander looked away. “we went out to dinner, walked in the park, I let him kiss me a few times…we’re not in a relationship.”
Constantine nodded. “Interesting. And he knows about your fetish?”
“Yup. He says he’s a ‘Dom’, has an entire dungeon in his basement. Showed me pictures; place looks pretty hardcore.”
Constantine stifled a gasp when Alexander mentioned the “dungeon”. He was legitimately intrigued, but also worried. There were so many things that could go wrong with this scenario, but at the same time, he knew Alexander for well over a decade and generally trusted his judgment. Despite being more wildly imaginative, Alexander was not entirely reckless. Besides, Constantine suddenly found himself really wanting to meet this Uncle Hunter. There was something oddly enticing about the wrongness of this relationship, Constantine couldn’t help but feel very curious.
“He sounds right up your alley, ‘girl’!”
“You mean, right up YOUR alley? Don’t kid yourself!” Alexander responded without missing a beat.
Constantine blushed. He felt himself shaking in anticipation.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he asked.
“I dunno, what are you thinking?”
Constantine took a deep breath. “I wanna get kidnapped with you.”
Alexander smiled. “Ha I knew it! Alright let me call the guy.”
Alexander called Uncle Hunter on his speaker. Within less than one ringtone, a deep baritone voice answered: “Hello?”
“Hi Uncle Hunter, it’s me, Alex!”
Uncle Hunter chuckled gruffly. “Well hello, Nephew! Are you having a good weekend?”
“Sure am, how about you?”
“I can’t complain, I got my friend Gerard with me, don’t think I told you about him.”
“Your ‘friend’, Gerard?”
“Yes, we go a long way.” Alexander knew at this point that what he meant was “we used to have all sorts of fun, and still do occasionally".
“Ooh that’s funny, because I got a friend over, too. Remember I told you about my bestie, Constantine?”
“The straight cutie from the swim team? Yes, I remember. He’s here with you?!”
Constantine felt himself blushing as Alexander nudged him to say something. “Hello, sir, it’s nice to meet you.”
Uncle Hunter chuckled again. “Sir? You are too polite. Just call me Uncle Hunter, son.”
Feeling mildly uncomfortable by the invitation, he didn’t respond. “What are you boys doing right now?”
“We are home alone, Uncle.” Alexander responded. Silence on both ends.
Uncle Hunter finally broke the silence. “I…see. I really hope you boys are not misbehaving!”
“Actually…we’ve been pretty naughty, Uncle.” Said Alexander with a suggestive edge in his voice. “We were looking at videos of guys getting tied up.”
“Dude!” Constantine nudged him to stop.
Uncle Hunter chuckled again, a bit more menacingly this time. “Uh oh, why are you guys looking that up? I think you should be tied up just for telling me all this!”
Alexander smiled. “I think so too! What are you gonna do about it?”
“Alex! What the hell?” Constantine nudged him again.
“That depends. What do you want me to do about it?”
“You know where I live. Wanna come over and kidnap both of us? I know you’ve been thinking about it.”
Uncle Hunter remained silent for a few seconds. He finally responded: “I think we all know the answer to that. Give us a few hours, we will be there.”
The line disconnected.
“We?” asked Constantine.
“Guess he’s bringing his friend with him? It’s only fair, there are two of us,” Alexander responded, barely capable to hide the shaking in his voice.
It was really happening…they just arranged their own kidnapping.
TO BE CONTINUED