BOUND AND GAGGED IN A SLEEPING BAG (MMMM/MM) *NEW CHAPTER MAY 28*

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Chapter 141 – Roleplay

Tuesday, April 25 (12:45 PM)


I'll admit, at first I was a bit at a loss about what to do with my prisoner.

It took me almost two whole minutes to build the courage to even touch his body.


As soon as my fingers met his skin, the boy recoiled, or rather, tried to.
Unbeknownst to him though, his reaction actually spurred me on and encouraged me to continue.


"Ghhhaaah...no! NO! Nhhaaahaha!" he laughed, wiggling around like crazy as I began playing the piano on his sensitive stomach and ribs.


"Oh, looks like I we got ourselves a squirmer." I teased, unable to stop a devious smirk from taking form over my lips.


"What d'you mean, we? Who's ggghhaa...ssss...stopppp! Nnnn...NO! NAAHAHAHA!" Jeremy cried out, squirming left and right as much as he could while I slowly trailed my fingers up his ribs.


I fooled around with his nipples for a bit and twirled my fingers around them, but decided to steer clear of his pits.
I wanted to keep the best parts for later.



"I hope for your sake you don't have ticklish feet." I warned, letting him in on the second phase of my plan.

Apparently, my idea to tickle his soles didn't sit too well with him.
"NO. You're NOT tickling my feet!" he barked, his voice caught somewhere between anger and panic.
He must've been really ticklish down there, cause he almost immediately scrunched his socked toes together and tried to curl his feet up. As if THAT was gonna protect them.


"We'll see." was all I said, before throwing him a devious wink.

Poor kid. He had no idea what he had coming for him.



"Alright. It's almost one o'clock, so I'm gonna jump in the shower and freshen up a bit." I told him, finally crawling off the bed and making my way towards the bedroom door on the other side of the room.


"Wait. You just gonna leave me here?" Jeremy asked, raising his head up off the mattress and throwing me a quizzical look while at the same time trying not to sound too disappointed. Trying and failing, that is.

"Yup." I answered, throwing his angry underwear-clad boner a quick glance before smiling back at him.
His hard-on didn't appear to wanna calm down, and neither did mine.


I was hard as rock down there and my satin shorts insisted on tenting up a few inches in front of me.



The shackled kid glared at my smiling face and wiggled around angrily in the hopes of defeating his restraints.
I knew he didn't wanna escape, but he was putting on quite a convincing show.


"Good. Then I'm just gonna scream for help while you're in the shower." he boasted, giving me a look of defiance.

I knew exactly what game he was playing and I knew he was fishing for a gag.
The intensity of his stare and the resolute way in which he expressed himself kinda startled me though.
The kid had some spunk and some spirit after all!
I knew he was a lot more comfortable with me then he was with Alpha-type jocks, but Brad must've been one hell of dictator to crush the little guy's spirit so completely.

Part of me was glad to see he still had a bit of his original personality left under that expressionless shell of his.
For the first time, I felt like I was finally beginning to see his true colours.



Being a sub myself and knowing full well how disappointed he would've been if I'd left him alone in his current state, I decide to play along and give the boy what he really wanted.


"Oh yeah? You're gonna scream for help?" I asked, narrowing my eyes and using a light, mocking tone.

The shackled kid's eyes followed me as I walked over to Nick's computer desk and picked up that MASSIVE role of green army tape.


"We'll see about that." I mumbled, unable to hide a smirk from overtaking my lips as I slowly made my way back towards the bed.

Jeremy's taut little stretched out body squirmed in delight and his respectable erection throbbed with new life as I approached with the giant roll of tape in hand.




Now I had a bit of a dilemma to deal with.
I wanted to shut my prisoner up and needed a stuffing of some sort, but I didn't know what to stuff his mouth with.


As terrible as this might sound, I actually thought of going through the laundry hamper and stuffing one of Nick's worn socks in the kid's mouth. But then Jeremy was my friend and I wanted him to have fun.

Part of me feared that if I tried something too severe, it would damage my relationship with him. And that's not something I was willing to risk.



Brad's socks smelled really bad, but that's probably only 'cause he made them smell bad by wearing them over and over. He did have stinky feet though, I'll grant him that.

Nick and Shawn on the other hand, both suffered from a serious case of athlete's foot, and their socks were nauseating to the point where it wasn't even funny anymore.

Even without any socks on, Nick's feet would start smelling up the place a mere hour after he'd step out of the shower. It wasn't a normal smell either. His feet and those of his cousin, both had a revoltingly strong, cheesy smell about them.


For someone like Jeremy, who really wasn't into the whole foot scene, Nick's socks, and probably even Zack's hockey socks, would've been nausea-inducing and gross beyond belief.

I didn't have to guts to expose my friend to that, so I needed an alternative.



Clean socks sucked. And for some reason, the thought of gagging Jeremy with his own socks didn't excite me that much.

That's when I decided that a compromise was in order.


I wasn't gonna make Jeremy vomit by exposing him to my boyfriend's rotten stinkers, but I wasn't gonna gag him with the clean socks I'd lent him either.
No. He was gonna chew on MY socks.




I didn't have particularly smelly feet, but I'd been wearing the same ankle socks for two and a half days now and they were getting pretty nice and worn. Let's just say that my cotton-padded soles had collected enough hair, dust and lint for one week. Now it was time for a good washing.


This was a bit out of my comfort zone, but I actually surprised myself by climbing onto the bed and rubbing my socked feet all over Jeremy's defenseless nose and face.

"Awww...no, dude! Mmmpphh...Mmnno! Get your feet outta my face!" he cried out, twisting his head left and right to avoid the greyish underside of my once white ankle socks.


I laughed heartily kept rubbing my feet in his face for a good thirty seconds after that.
Eventually, I got tired of teasing him and decided to just skip ahead to the good part.


A set of weary eyes followed me as I slowly curled my right leg up and hooked a finger inside my well-worn sock.

"What are you doing with those?" Jeremy asked, no doubt feigning ignorance.


I said nothing and simply smiled before reaching for my other foot and peeling my second ankle sock off.



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"Wait. No. Dude, no!" the cute nineteen-year-old protested, putting on a slightly worried and heavily revolted look.
His face and mouth were saying no, but the throbbing woody sprouting up between his thighs said something else.



Taking advantage of my prisoner's helplessness, I slowly climbed on top of his chest and straddled his scrawny form before clamping my knees down on both sides of his head and pushing his forehead down so that he couldn't get away.

"Uggh, dude. Get off me!" Jeremy cried out, his head firmly lodged in between my thighs as I sat myself down on his chest.

I just laughed and grabbed one of my socks before balling it up and pressing it over his nose.

"UGGHHH!" *cough cough* "No! I don't want that sock going in my mouth. It fuckin' stinks!" he complained, causing me to smile and laugh some more.


"Open wide." I told him, ignoring his amusing complaints and bringing the balled up sock over his protesting lips.

Jeremy eyed my sock with clear disdain written all over his face, and even crinkled his nose up and squinted his eyes tight after taking a quick sniff.


I had a hard job discerning whether he was faking it or not, but I wasn't about to smell my own sock just for the sake of finding out.

"Alright, if you don't wanna chew on my socks, then I'll have to gag you with one of Nick's." I threatened, causing the cuffed lad to grow even more upset. This time his complaints were genuine, no doubt about it.

"Then be a good prisoner and open your mouth." I prodded, forcing him to see reason.


Poor Jeremy frowned and glared at me, but saw no other alternative than to comply.
He opened his mouth up and I lost no time in balling up my dusty cotton wad and stuffing it past his lips.



Normally I would've been a bit embarrassed by the boner tenting up my shorts, but I was just too aroused to care right now.


Jeremy's resolve and tough guy act took a severe blow when I starting pushing the sock in.

I kept my right hand over the his forehead to stop him from raising his head up off the mattress, and used my left hand index and middle fingers to stuff the wadding in, forcing my thick ankle sock all the way inside his mouth and making sure it was stuffed up nice and good in there.


"There. Not so loud anymore, eh?" I teased, stopping my assault and resting my hands back on my thighs to let my now greatly humbled prisoner get used to his gag.


Jeremy looked a little angry, but ended up chewing and chowing down on his stuffing like the good boy I knew him to be.

I watched him twirl the generous wad in his mouth and watched as he tried to push it out past his lips.

"Haha! Trying to get rid of my sock, are we?" I teased, flashing my feisty little friend a toothy grin and using my index finger to defeat his efforts and push the wadding back in.


The boy grunted and tried to talk through his gag, but my sock did a surprisingly good job at keeping his wordy protests at bay.

Jeremy spent the next minute chewing on his new gag, getting used to it's size and trying to talk through it.
He wasn't having much success with the last part, but his attempts were quite valiant, if not a little hopeless.




The kid probably expected me to just tape his mouth shut and depart for the shower after at.
I mean, his mouth was pretty well packed and the stuffing was adequate enough to muffle his speech out and stop him from talking.

Unfortunately for him though, I'd learned from the very best.



"Alright, better make some room in there!" I laughed, grabbing my other sock from off the mattress and balling it up over my captive's face.


"Mmppph?" came Jeremy's heart wrenching response.
The look of surprise on his face was priceless.



He was still fighting to cope with the first wad of sock when I started pushing the second one inside and stuffing it between his lips.

"There we go. Down the hatch." I mumbled, clamping my knees and thighs closer together and using my fingers to forcefully push the generous stuffing inside his little yapper.


My friend's cheeks were now bulging and his protests were being seriously drowned out.
I could tell he wasn't overly happy with having both of my socks packed up in there, but the size and hardness of his cock clearly showed he was having fun.



"Still plan on calling out for help while I'm in the shower?" I teased.

"Mmmpphh...uugghhmmpph." came the green eyed lad's heavily muffled reply.


"Haha. Yeah, good luck with that." I laughed, watching my friend attempt to work his way past the frustrating gag, and failing miserably. "Now let's make sure you stay nice and quiet." I chuckled, extending my arm across the bed and grabbing the huge roll of extra wide, green tape.


Jeremy tried speaking, but ended up coughing and gagging on his well worn mouth stuffing.

I just ignored his efforts and used my fingers to try and peel the outermost layer of tape off the incredibly fat roll.


The tape growled loudly as I pulled it open, filling the room up with a much lower pitched rumbling noise than you would expect. The quality, stickiness and grip of the adhesive caught me completely off guard.

"Holy shit." I mumbled, eyeing the tape in my hands with a look of newfound respect.
This was no ordinary gorilla tape. Heck, it probably wasn't even gorilla tape at all!

I'd used gorilla tape in the past and was accustomed to super sticky, heavy duty wide duct tape like the stuff Nick kept downstairs. But THIS...this was a totally DIFFERENT animal.

Later on I'd make a point of finding out what that tape was, but right now, I had a prisoner to silence.



It took some doing, but using my teeth and quite a bit of muscle, I managed to sever a ten-inch-long strip of tape before tossing the roll back down to the bed.


"Alright, close your mouth." I told Jeremy, doing my best to assume a dominant role even though we both knew it was merely a façade.


The lad tried to comply, but no matter how hard he tried, one of the socks kept poking out past his lips.

In his defence, it was a big gag.
My two socks weren't quite as big as one of Nick's sock's, but they still made quite a fat bundle.
My tightly shackled prisoner wouldn't be talking and he wouldn't be screaming for help either. That much was certain.



"Here, lemme help you with that." I offered, bringing my left hand down to his face and using two of my fingers to push the rebellious sock back where it belonged.

Without further prodding from me, the lad closed his bulging lips up over the giant ball of sock and presented his face to me by lifting his chin upwards.


The was my cue.
Quickly taking hold of the ridiculously wide and unbelievably sticky tape with both my hands, I carefully aligned it over my prisoner's lower face and pulled the four-inch-wide adhesive layer nice and taut before lowering it down over his mouth.

The tape was so wide that I didn't even need to use two strips to muzzle his chin up!
The single strip I'd torn off the roll was enough to cover his entire lower face, from one ear to the other and from the bottom of his nose all the way down under his chin and jaw.


Yeah, he definitely wouldn't be talking for a while.


I watched as young Jeremy tested his gag out, and was almost as surprised as he was by his inability to open his mouth or push the generous stuffing out.

The boy was probably expecting to just push the whole wadding out with his tongue. But for some reason, it wasn't working!
I couldn't help but smile and chuckle at how confused he looked.


The wad wasn't coming out, and his lips wouldn't open.

"Uggghmpph?" he grunted in frustration.


I laughed and he just gave me a perplexed look before lifting his head up off the bed and giving the huge roll of tape a look of fear and disbelief.

DEFINITELY no ordinary gorilla tape.




Satisfied with how silenced my hopelessly spread out captive was, I grabbed a pair of underwear and some fresh socks from the closet and slowly made for the bedroom exit.

"Alright I'll be back soon. Just don't go anywhere." I shot, causing the bound and gagged green eyed lad to yell and laugh in his fat gag.

He was stretched out too tight to wiggle around much, but that didn't stop him from trying.


After a few seconds of admiring his tight little body, I stepped out of the room and made for the shower, leaving Jeremy alone and ignoring the fact that he was desperately trying to hump air and make some noise through the mouth stuffing I'd given him.



I was almost tempted to go back in there and advise him to save his energy for what I'd planned next.
But then I decided against that and just chose to leave him be.
Either way, he'd find out soon enough.
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Man, Steve enjoys this way too much. Zack better be careful before he gets his boy stolen. :lol:

Seeing Jeremy enjoying being tied up and gagged without a care was also really sweet. I think both boys need a play session like this once in a while.

Also, I loved the description of the tape Steve used, it's almost like he was scared of the power he have.

Shortly, great work as always. Great sock+tape gag, the playful tone of the dialogue was enjoying and there's enough suspense to leave me hanging for what Steve has in store for Jeremy. Thanks for spoiling us with frequent updates.
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Man, that was one hell of a chapter! I love how at first Steven is uncertain what to do. only to find out he also can play the dominant role. I wouldn;t ming being in his place: having a hot guy in control is definitely a thrill :)

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I loved that chapter so much

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Well [mention]bondagefreak[/mention] it is awesome to see Steven exerting a somewhat dominant side. And also nice to see he has addition plans for Jeremy :lol: I can't wait for what is next!

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Great updates. I wonder what kind of tape it is

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Sorry to interject, but I just had to chime in: Masterful gagging scene, [mention]bondagefreak[/mention]. It should be taught in universities around the world. Great atmosphere, adorable banter, thorough mouth stuffing... it's just the bee's knees. Thanks a million for all the work and heart you put into this forum, sensei.

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The description of the tape "growling" is very exciting. "Sure hope" it's not that incredible car tape that, once it comes off (and it's impossible to remove yourself, it fuses to itself), will require you to scrub your face for an hour to get the residue off... that would be... unfortunate if anyone noticed their little rogue act.

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Yeah I have to say nothing quite beats these playful chapters for me.

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Your story gets better and better every chapter can't wait till the next chapter

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Thanks for all the positive responses, guys!
I'm thrilled to see so many of you enjoying this.

I'm having a lot of fun developing these scenes between Steven and Jeremy.
The dynamics between those two have yet to be explored.

As for the mysterious super sticky tape plastered over Jeremy's mouth, I'm glad it caught your attention ;)
Steven seems as intrigued about it as some of you.


[mention]Charmides[/mention] Are you kidding? I'm thrilled to see you commenting here!
I had no idea you were following this little adventure. From reading your post in the Role Play Directory a while back, I didn't think this would be your style. Glad I was wrong.
Cheers, mate!


Question for the readers:
WOULD YOU RATHER: PLAY STEVEN'S ROLE IN THIS SCENE AND HAVE JEREMY TIGHTLY SPREAD OUT TO THE BED, GAGGED WITH YOUR SOCKS AND READY TO BE PLAYED WITH?
OR, WOULD YOU RATHER: PLAY JEREMY'S ROLE FOR THIS SCENE AND BE SHACKLED TO THE BED WITH STEVEN'S SOCKS STUFFED IN YOUR MOUTH?
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I would rather play Jerome's part

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This specific scene, Jeremy but it could be pretty fun to be Steven here.

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Sorry to be stereotypical, but I enjoy submitting to older and/or larger guys and DOM to younger/smaller ones. So I'd choose Steven's role in this case.

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I’d rather have Played Jeremy’s role.

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bondagefreak wrote:
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Question for the readers:
WOULD YOU RATHER: PLAY STEVEN'S ROLE IN THIS SCENE AND HAVE JEREMY TIGHTLY SPREAD OUT TO THE BED, GAGGED WITH YOUR SOCKS AND READY TO BE PLAYED WITH?
OR, WOULD YOU RATHER: PLAY JEREMY'S ROLE FOR THIS SCENE AND BE SHACKLED TO THE BED WITH STEVEN'S SOCKS STUFFED IN YOUR MOUTH?
I think I'd rather play Jeremy's role. I think it would be really hot to get tied up by Steven. They're having great fun! Being gagged with Steven's socks, worn for a few days, would be so much better than getting gagged with Nick's. I really understand why Jeremy willingly opened his mouth for Steven to put his socks in when he was given the choice!

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[mention]RipAndStrip[/mention] Welcome onboard, buddy!
It's nice to see a new face pop up on here. Hope you decide to stay active and keep reviewing.
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Well being the sub that I am, I would definitely go with Jeremy's position.

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Thank you SIR! :)

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Note from the author: This one goes to [mention]Tickler1079[/mention], [mention]DeeperThanRed[/mention] and [mention]Msueta@2[/mention]. Have fun, guys!

Chapter 142 – Boys Will Be Boys

Tuesday, April 25 (1:00 PM)


Satisfied about the fact that Jeremy was safely cuffed down to my boyfriend's king sized bed, stretched out extremely tight and gagged with my own two socks, I quickly left the bedroom and headed for the washroom so that I could shower and get cleaned up.



I must've spent a good ten or fifteen minutes, lathering up and enjoying the warm water streaming down my naked body. No matter how hard I tried though, I just couldn't take my mind off my captive-friend and had to restrain myself from jerking off and cumming in the shower.

As soon as I stepped out of the tub, I grabbed my towel and started drying myself up.
But even as I fixed my hair up, brushed my teeth, put some deodorant on and got dressed, my dick remained as hard as stone.


Happy with the way I looked, I hung my towel back up and picked Nick's discarded towel from off the floor before hanging it next to mine.

I don't know why it was so complicated for him to just hang his towel up, but almost every morning, I'd come in here and find it on the floor or top of the toilet seat cover.
Today was no different...only this time the blond muscle-King had left his blue trackies on the floor for me to pick up as well.

Of course, being the good house-boi I wanted to be, I hung his towel up and bent down to place his nylon trackies in the hamper where they belonged.


As soon as I picked them up though, something fell to the floor.
It was a pair of crumpled up Calvin Klein boxers.
The SAME boxers Zack had caught me sniffing, and the same musky ass briefs Nick had been wearing for the past three days.
Suffice it to say, they were in serious need of a wash.



Not wanting to lose any more time than I already had, I quickly threw the nylon trackies into the hamper and picked up Nick's giant boxers so that I could toss them in as well.

I wanted to get back to my prisoner, but I couldn't resist giving my boyfriend's briefs a parting whiff.


Holy FUCK did they ever smell bad.

Pulling the big, dingy fuckers away from my face, I gave the inside a quick glance and was grossed out by the amount of pubes stuck in the pouch and by the sizeable butt stain adorning the inside of the roomy back end.

The musky old boxers had clearly spent too much time riding up inside my hunky boyfriend's giant bum crack. They'd spent too many days soaking up his gooch sweat and too many hours stretched out over his large package and massive thighs.



Wait a minute! This was perfect, I thought to myself, bunching the incredibly musky boxers and walking out of the washroom with the giant ball of cotton in one hand.



The instant I stepped into the master bedroom, my helpless captive turned his face towards me and immediately fixed his weary green eyes on the large, balled up material I was carrying.

I just smiled and slowly made my way to the bed, both surprised and delighted at the fact that his sticky tape gag was still holding on real good.



"Mmmllggph...mmpphhh. Ugghh...mphh." came Jeremy's heavily muffled out words.


I could feel my aroused manhood pressing up against the tight-fitting briefs I was wearing, and could feel my shaft hardening at the sight of his hopeless stretched out form.

Poor Jeremy was trying to tell me something, but those well worn, dusty old ankle socks I'd pulled off my feet and stuffed inside mouth were doing a very good job and muffling his speech up.
The sound of his unintelligible protests was giving me a major hard on though.

I'm not sure what was hotter; the fact that he wasn't able to speak, or the fact that it was my socks that were stopping him from being able to do so.


Either way, it was exciting me BIG time, and from the looks of it, it was exciting Jeremy as well.



"What's a matter, buddy? Having trouble slipping out of those cuffs?" I teased, climbing up on the bed and taking position right next to my bound friend.

"Mmpphhff...uugghhmpph!" came the young man's protests.

"What's that? You want me to leave you like this for the rest of the afternoon? No problem. Haha."


The captive-lad's protests grew a bit louder at the prospect of being left like this. His eyes were shooting me daggers and his tightly stretched out body wiggled left and right like a fish out of water.


"Oh you wanna fight, don't you?" I asked, smiling down at the green eyed teen and bringing my hands down on both sides of his ribs.


The fit of muffled laughter that ensued was like music to my ears.
I dug my fingers into his stomach, tickled his ribs, fooled around with his nipples and eventually made my way up to his pits.

The kid nearly lost it by the time I got there, but I was having too much fun to think about giving him a break.
I brought both my hands up to his left armpit and dove for a full on, two-handed attack.

Coarse, neatly-trimmed hairs rubbed against the tips of my fingers as I aggressively dug in.
Jeremy yelled into my socks and fought the police-grade handcuffs with renewed fervour.
All in vain, of course.



The green tape held on admirably, and the kid's screams and protests proved no match for the generous mouth-stuffing that remained buried behind his lips.


I spent a few seconds alternating between tickling his left and right pit, then switched to attacking both at the same time before finally giving the little man a much needed break.

He was REALLY ticklish and I felt a little bad about what I was doing.
But the sight of his throbbing shaft tenting up the underwear I'd lent him...sorta spurred me on and encouraged me to continue.

His muffled screams and protested were saying no, but his body was definitely saying yes.



"Mmgghh...mmggghh! Uggghmmpph....uugghhmmphhff!" Jeremy yelled, frowning up at me and desperately attempting to fight the maddeningly sticky strip of extra wide tape that kept him from spitting my socks out.


"What's a matter? Got somethin' to say?" I chuckled, pinching his nostrils shut and grinning innocently as the sight and sound of his angry protests.

I ended up spending quite a bit of time blocking his nostrils with my fingers, taunting him, asking him questions and laughing at his state of utter helplessness.


It continued like that for a good five minutes. Taunting, tickling, teasing...and back to tickling again.


Jeremy looked FURIOUS, but I knew it was all an act.
He was still hard as rock down there, and so was I.



"I found something on the bathroom floor you might like." I smiled, giving the exhausted lad a much needed break and reaching down to pick up my boyfriend's giant Calvin's.

I'll admit, what I did next was way outta my comfort zone.
But before you judge me, wait 'till you hear what Jeremy ended up doing to me later that day.



And so, the young man's eyes immediately darted towards the cloth I was bunching up in my hands.
The wide Calvin Klein waistband was a dead giveaway and my efforts to conceal the nature of the musky wad proved to be a failure. Jeremy's muffled protests alerted me to that.
He saw the cloth for what is was. A pair of HUGE fucking boxer-briefs.


Spurred on by the captive-lad's desperate struggling and grunting, I climbed on top of his upper body, straddled his chest, pinned his head down and brought the giant wad of Alpha-male underwear down to his face.
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Sorry about the quiet, I'm still around here. Things have just been busier and such.

But I love the callback to the audience about the sort of layout of this story, representing it as a diary of sorts, while mixing well with a first person story. Amazing chapters, keep up the awesome work!

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Post by DeeperThanRed »

This subplot is going very strongly. Great teasing from Steven's part and Jeremy was nothing short from adorable despite not even talking.

Also, this part sums up everything I love about used underwear/footwear gags:
I'm not sure what was hotter; the fact that he wasn't able to speak, or the fact that it was my socks that were stopping him from being able to do so.
Just wow.

I liked the ending too, where it's not an actual cliffhanger, but there's still tension in there. Especially now that we know Steven is next, you can't help but wonder just what sweet-looking Jeremy has in store for him.
College dude. Likes cute guys, underwear and bondage, preferably together.

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Post by Pup »

Yeah the ending certainly stands out. Though I do think Steven would have far more fun if Jeremy was blindfolded, the surprise of that underwear would be great for sure.

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Thank you for dedicating this chapter to me this is one of my fantasy 's as you know . T his chapter is such a turn on how you described Nick's underwear now I definitely wish I was in jeremy's place can't wait to see how you will toture him with the underwear please release the next chapter soon

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Post by Trainedsub »

As much as I LOVE some good musky underwear, I think it’s more interesting to see a dominant streak blossoming in our little sub. I wonder if this is flourish?
Please sir... Not that again, I promise I’ll be good-

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