04 - Neo Buddies: The New Series
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By [mention]Writer[/mention]
Thu Aug 26, 2010 12:01 am
After Danny and Vince had left for college, games had pretty much ceased to occur between the happy trio of boys (sorry Nate, I'll mention you now). Nate is busy at school and a school job, and is worrying about getting into college. The wonderful games that were shared between the three soon became fond memories of the past. Of course they met up frequently to partake in such activities, but they are no longer the main focus of my interests.
No, this tale returns to the bare basics of a TUG. To the freedom of being just boys having fun. And it all starts with one boy: Nicholas Reyes, or as most people called him, little Nick.
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Episode 1: New Beginnings, Old Passions
Nicholas Reyes was about to begin his last year of middle school: 8th grade year, the golden year that he had been waiting for ever since he started middle school. At the height of 5'0, he wasn't the tallest of his group, but with his long spikey black hair and lean body, he was easily a class favorite. However, he had a bit of a mouth, and his arrogance towards teachers clearly made him reknowned throughout the whole school.
The first day of 8th grade was.... nothing spectacular. But the only thing worth noting was that Nick's crush, Winowa Bates, AND his best friend, Peter Hong, were in the same 4 classes as he was.
"Hi Nicholas," Winowa, the raven-haired beauty said to him as she walked by him to sit with her girl friends.
"h-hi," Nick was able to stutter at his shoes before she left, laughing to herself.
Nick stayed in the doorway for several moments before he felt himself being shoved into the room.
"Hello? Earth to Nick?" Peter knocked Nick's head a few times as he said this. Nick smiled embarrassed and Peter responded with a grin. Peter was a handsome boy, already being 5'6 and boasting an incredibly fit physique. He wasn't buff and was actually as skinny as Nick, but his muscles were more toned than Nick's. He had short crewcut black hair and a charming voice and was a secret favorite amongst the girls. He could be seen as a smart aleck, but rarely talked to others besides his best friend Nick.
"Peter! Do you have to be such a stiff? Woah, you grew a bit! I have to tiptoe just to look you eye to eye!" It felt embarrassing for Nick to reach up to Peter and look at his face. Peter gave a small grin and pushed his friend down and aside as he walked to an empty desk. As soon as Peter sat down, he shut his eyes to concentrate but was immediately disturbed by a shifting of desks.
"So!" Nick said, and Peter opened his right eye to see Nick's desk precariously close to his. "How was your summer?"
"Can you move away a bit? " Peter said, trying to shift his desk away from the perky boy. "And YOU should know, we hung out nearly every week."
"But, what about those trips your family takes to Hawaii and stuff?"
"Nothing special... you're still too close!" Peter stood up and physically moved Nick's desk back into line with the column it was originally in. He moved it with relative ease.
"Hey!" Nick said. At that time, Winowa and her friends were overlooking the scene and couldn't help but laugh and giggle at their silliness. "See," Nick whispered, "you're embarrassing us, as usual."
"As usual? How many times hav-"
The bell rang and class began.
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After the first week of school, nothing eventful occurred. That very next week, however, Nick was excited to see his cousin, Danny, where the events of Secret Agent took place. (If you haven't read Secret Agent, you may be a bit confused). But, to cut things short: Nick had a newfound love for TUGs....
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The lunch bell rang, and Nick ran outside to get the front of the line privileges in the cafeteria. Peter scoffed at his hasty friend's folly. Why can't he just bring lunch to school, he thought to himself. Peter went to the spot he sat at since the beginning of 6th grade, a quiet table under the shade of a lone tree in the large patio area. It was here that Nick and Peter met everyday to eat lunch and talk about Nick's crush on Winowa.
"If Nick likes her so much," Peter said as he walked through the hallway, "why doesn't he invite her over? Or better yet, go sit WITH her?"
"Because then you'd be alone at lunch!" Nick came out from behind Peter, which made Peter jump a bit.
"Don't DO that!"
"Hey, I get lunch quick so you're not by yourself for a long time."
Peter considered his friends words and, i his mind, thanked him. But he wouldn't show in the open how much those words meant to him.
"I don't need a lunch period to mingle with Winowa. And besides, lunch is about hanging out, not making goo-goo eyes at your girlfriend."
"Wow, look at you so confident," Peter joked, "You know, Andrew Summers has a thing for Winowa too."
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter; I'll be the first one to ask her out!" Nick laughed as the two sat down at their usual spot. But as soon as Nick sat his tray down, he immediately ran off. "Be right back!" he yelled, "gotta take a pee!"
And with that he was gone. "He's such a dork," Peter laughed, shaking his head. The good thing about the patio, especially during the first lunch period, was that no one came to eat there, because of the lack of any tables (hey, the school was cheap. what can you do?)
When Peter looked around, he took his backpack and took out his drawing journal. Peter was a skilled artist, especially when it came to drawing manga and anime-styled characters. He was in the middle of a comic strip, where his main hero, Hiro, was captured by an evil organization. He contemplated on how to draw restraints and decided on a chair tie. He had no idea what he was doing, but in the end, it looked sufficient enough: hands tied to the armrests and legs tied to chair legs, with a single strip of tape to serve as a gag.
"You know," and with that Peter shut his journal and looked around to see Nick staring behind him, "it looks like he'll get out..."
"Can you stop that?" Peter said.
"Sorry, but it was a really nice drawing. Can I see?" Nick took the book from Peter and flipped the pages. There were other situations where a lead male was tied up, and at all of them, Nick laughed at.
"What?" Peter asked.
"Even a kindergardner could escape these ties!"
"Well, like you could do any better!" Peter took his book away.
"I can," Nick hesitated, "but in real life..."
"Huh?" Peter looked up at his friend. "What's that mean?"
After a moment of silence, Nick spoke. "I can tie you up WAY better than how you tie up your heroes in your drawings!"
Peter stood up and looked down at little Nick. "Is that a challenge?" Peter smiled; he knew that he and Nick couldn't resist challenging each other to WHATEVER it was, basketball, pingpong, bubble-blowing...
"Ok, fine! I challenge you, to be able to escape out of a tie-up situation by me. If you escape, I'll give you $20. If I win, and you can't break free, then you have to do my homework till Halloween!"
Peter contemplated his chances. He was quite flexible, and Nick wasn't exactly the strongest kid in the world, so... "I accept." They shook hands and a date was placed for that Friday after school. Nick's parents would be leaving for business that weekend so Peter could sleep over as Nick's parents trusted him alone as long as he had someone to keep him company.
The lunch bell rang soon after, and Nick and Peter smiled. "This Friday, you're going to see how helpless you really are," Nick said.
"Whatever."
"Race you to English!" Nick bolted, as Peter finished stuffing his books into his bag.
"Wha- HEY!" Peter slung his backpack across his shoulders and ran to catch up.
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Thu Aug 26, 2010 12:46 am
ok, this episode will DEFINITELY have TUGs
Episode 2: Competition
Nick and Peter were restlessly tapping their feet as 3:30 slowly crept forward during 8th period, Friday afternoon. Peter had his clothes and sleepover necessities stashed in his locker, so all he had to do was walk with Nick to his house.
Finally, the bell rung, and Nick walked with Peter to his locker to get his things. As they walked down the street, Nick gave a piece of paper to Peter. "What's this?" Peter asked.
"Its the rules of engagement," Nick said, "You're such a stiff, that I pre-made a list of conditions for this and/or future challenges. Just look it over and sign it at my house."
Peter read the terms carefully:
1. The safeword is "petunia". If you say this, or try to say this, you must be either in deep pain or wanting to give up. You will lose the challenge if you utter this word.
2. Anything goes in escape challenges: basically, whatever the tier (that's me) has to tie the tie-ee (that's you, Peter), he is allowed to use whatever he has.
3. After tying the tie-ee, the tier cannot add or modify their restraints after the challenge has begun. Any tampering will result in a default victory for the tie-ee.
4. These challenges must remain a secret from our parents, and other people we know. Anyone else who knows about this must undergo an initiation to earn our acceptance.
Sign here x______________________________
"Initiation?" Peter said. "Like what?"
"I dunno yet," Nick said, "I'm still working that out."
The two got to Nick's medium-sized house and took off their shoes at the front door, as was policy of Nick's household. The house was empty with money left out on the table for food for the next three days. At the table, Peter signed the agreement with a nearby pen.
"Ok, get situated in the guest room quick!" Nick ordered. "And when you get back, only wear your boxer shorts."
"WHAT!?" Peter exclaimed. "Why?"
"Because clothes get in the way of the tying up process."
"No. No way." After arguing for a few seconds, Nick held out the terms of agreement and pointed out rule 2. "Anything goes!" Nick said. He put on a pouty face that Peter could only laugh at.
"Fine!" Peter said finally, "But just remember rule 4! No one knows about this!"
"Sure!" Nick waited in the living room area, where he stashed away the ropes, duct tape and handcuffs that his cousin Danny had given him as a sort of rite of passage gift. After about five minutes, Peter came into the living room, clad only in his black boxers and white no-show socks. He looked quite embarrassed, but Nick noticed his toned abs.
"Why do you get a six-pack? That's not fair!" Nick whined. "And what's with your socks? I said boxers only."
"My socks stay on. I don't really like walking around barefoot." Peter looked down and tried to hide his blushing.
"Hey Peter, you're turning red!" Nick pointed out.
Darn, Peter thought. "Ok," Nick said, "turn around." Peter didn't say anything as he turned his back to Nick. Nick took a couple of ropes and tied Peter's wrists behind his back, in a crossed fashion. Using rope, he also tied down Peter's arms to his chest. "You're too tall!" Nick complained, go on your knees for now." Peter complied, and lightly tested his restraints. They were snug, but not all inescapable. However, when Nick added more ropes to his chest, he found his arms pinned to his sides in two places.
"Now?" Peter asked.
"I'm not done yet!" Nick said. He then pushed Peter's body to the floor.
"Ow! What the heck?" Peter was trying to get up, but Nick sat on his back and tied wrists, which hurt a bit.
"Hold on," Nick said, "gotta tie your legs." Nick crossed Peter's ankles together and tied them tight. He then used duct tape to reinforce Peter's wrists and ankles. As a final touch, Nick used a short rope to tie Peter's wrists to his legs, placing Peter in a tight hogtie.
"Now!?" Peter said, impatient to start, unsure if he could actually escape. He then felt his socks being taken off. "Hey! I said keep my so-aapphhhhhh-" Peter found his mouth stuffed with one of his socks. He tried pushing it out, but Nick held it in place as he took a large roll of duct tape.
"Hey, I told you, just boxers. I gotta put your socks SOMEWHERE" Nick started wrapping Peter's bottom half of his head with duct tape, going all the way behind his head. Despite all of Peter's struggling, he couldn't get the gag off.
"Mpph!" Peter looked at Nick, who was mischievously smiling at his friend.
"Ok, now you can start." And with that, Nick clicked a button on a stopwatch. "Oh, I left a sock on your foot. Lemme make that even." As he used one hand to take off the sock, the hand on Peter's exposed foot slipped, causing his fingers to slide down Peter's sole, slightly. At that moment Peter jerked around a bit. "Oh... Peter..." Nick looked at Peter with a scary smile. "Are you ticklish on your feet?"
Peter was actually extremely ticklish on his feet, but never wanted anyone to know. Peter didn't know what to do, so shook his head. "Well, then," Nick said, holding Peter's feet with his whole arm, "you wouldn't mind if I did... THIS!" And with that Nick started a tickling with five of his fingers eagerly scratching both of Peter's poor feet. Yet no matter how hard he struggled, Peter could not find any loose knots or any space to move. He tried to muffle something to Nick.
"What's that, Peter? You want me to give you a foot massage?" Petter mpphed. "the tickle treatment? Alright!" Peter endured about 20 minutes of torture before Nick got tired and stopped.
Peter was catching his breath when Nick stood up to look at his captive. "well, well, well, Peter. Give up?" Peter shook his head. "Oh well, I'll check up on you every now and then, but I doubt you'll get out! And so, my reward for WINNING the bet is that you'll be my tied up buddy till midnight! AND you'll do my homework till Halloween. But just so we keep that promise..." Nick took out his cell phone and began to take pictures of Peter using his camera. "If you go back on this promise, I'll send these to every person on my contacts." Laughing, Peter took a bandana and wrapped it around Peter's eyes, effectively blinding him.
Peter felt ridiculous and angry. Nick acted as if he had WON before it was over. He was so angry that he ravaged the ground trying to loosen his bindings. After an hour of struggling, he heard snoring coming from the couch near him. Nick had fallen asleep!
So much for checking up on me! Peter thought. When I get out of this, I'm gonna kill him... Peter shook back and forth and maneuvered his arms this way and that way. He tried to slip his wrists out of their bindings, but found it incredibly painful. He groaned into his gag and screamed but Nick couldn't hear it.
But, when Peter had almost given up, after one final pull, his left wrist slipped free from the rope and tape... Nick hadn't won just yet...
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Episode 3 coming soon
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Writer's stories
- 01 - A Buddy Story (mm/Self, m/m)
- 02 - Big Bro Ties Up Little Bro (m/m, M/mm)
- 03 - Secret Agent (m/m, mm/m)
- 04 - Neo Buddies: The New Series (m/m)
- 05 - Side-Story: The Haunted House (mmm/mm, mm/m)
- 06 - The Ninja (m/m)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section