THE TWINK & THE JOCK (M+/M) *NEW CHAPTER MAY 31*

[gag1195]

At least Sammy's been spared the jockstrap... for now...

[OrdinaryWorld]

Fuck me dead what an excellent chapter. Love the look of Chad and the description of his shitty sock, but wow Brody's a show-stealer with all the theatrics around his jockstrap!

This story is very much a testament to how much your writing has been enriched and bumped in quality, my friend.

[Socksbound]

Love Brody and his perfect alpha attitude. The way he threatens Sammy is a joy to read he’s clearly done plenty of hazing in the past.

Hope Sammy gets alone time with hunter soon

[squirrel]

I was kind of surprised that the captors took Sammy out of the trunk and let him ride with them... I love Brody's alpha attitude, it looks like he has a lot of experience in assaulting and hazing another guys... And the threat of the disgusting gag was amazing; it gave me a special thrill

[vincenzotognolo22]

I loved this chapter! And I also love the confidence of the kidnappers!

[GoBucks]

Oh man Brody certainly is an aggressive one. Very hot!

[Mummybag]

Again it’s a great story. Can’t wait to see wat is going to happen with that (un)lucky guy when they arrive at their destination

[Ossassin]

Hahah loving it, excellent gag (can’t think of a better one than fear … though the jockstrap would come close).

[Tsuhaya]

Incredible fourth chapter as always. I'm loving Brody's dominant side, he's definitely my type of guy.

Sammy must be scared of the idea of having the jockstrap in his mouth, he'll surely be much more behaved now, although I don't think that will stop him from having his mouth stuff at some point

[thespy]

Great story per usual... poor Sammy should've said yes, but lucky for us he didn't hehe.

I love how every team member is quite dominant and eager to show their power over our little boy, I can't wait to see if our older stepbro might join in and be an alpha male as his teammates and put the guy thru it too... or his reluctance to partake as his mates might earn him a ticket to that putrid jockstrap as well hehe. we'll see. keep up the good work!

[Ropelover98]

Awh poor Sammy, but wise he decided to be a good boy for his captors, helpless boys like us should be good boys for Sirs like You

[ChairBoy]

This story really interests me! I’m loving it so far! Dying to know what happens next! And more from what hunter may do

[bondagefreak]

Thanks so much for all the nice comments, guys. I'm really glad to see everyone enjoying this storyline so much.

This story is very much a testament to how much your writing has been enriched and bumped in quality, my friend.

Thanks a ton, buddy-boi. I'd like to think that my writing has improved significantly over the years, and though it irks me a little, revisiting earlier stories - most of which I now consider shamefully subpar - has allowed me to come to the conclusion that it has. Either way, practice definitely makes one better. Your regular encouragements are duly noted.

[4toes]

Heyy there my good sir, do not be so hard on yourself. It is by no means subpar. Look at all the followers you have. Some of us may been from 10 years ago. Those early works what got actually me hooked to your writing - Older Brother's Smelly Revenge and I forgot the name of the sequel. You don't how much I relive those moments, especially thinking of Chad and his smelly feet. Hahah is this the same Chad? Nonetheless, I have really enjoyed your work thus far and for sure I will continue enjoying them.

[Wedgieboy69]

I have a feeling poor Sammy will get a taste of that jockstrap soon enough

[Red86]

Hahaha, look at Sammy being a good Boi now that Brody put his foot down and told him to behave or there would be consequences

[Msueta@2]

@bondagefreak Wow those last two chapters where so Hot . BRODY is a BEEFCAKE .

[GIMMMPH]

Yum. You know how to get my attention. You had me at gloves.

[Stormee]

Finally all caught up. Poor Sammy. Going through a lot in the day. A fake kidnapping that felt so real for him. Hogtaped tightly and crammed into a smelly bag and forced to smell things that shouldn't mix. And dealing with a hazing jock that will show no mercy. If it was just these jocks in the car so far to having fun with him, I'd hate to see what will happen to him when they reach the dorms with the entire team. It'll be a long day or weekend for him.

[bondagefreak]

Hey guys, thanks for the nice comments.
Glad to see so many of you having fun and enjoying beefy Brody's cruel antics

Heyy there my good sir, do not be so hard on yourself. It is by no means subpar. Look at all the followers you have. Some of us may been from 10 years ago. Those early works what got actually me hooked to your writing - Older Brother's Smelly Revenge and I forgot the name of the sequel. You don't how much I relive those moments, especially thinking of Chad and his smelly feet. Hahah is this the same Chad? Nonetheless, I have really enjoyed your work thus far and for sure I will continue enjoying them.

Hey buddy. Thanks, that's nice. I wasn't fishing for compliments though. By subpar I basically meant not up to the current standard. My grasp of the language was sufficient but a bit lacking back then. That much becomes apparent when I compare those tales to what I'm able to produce today. All in all, it's a good thing! It means progress was made.

Older Brother's Smelly Revenge was a fun one. I may have to rewrite it from scratch (while keeping the premise exactly the same) one day. I'm sure it would be a big hit with a lot of you. As for whether this is the same Chad, I'll leave that up to your imagination

[socjuc]

Excellent update in this latest chapter Sir!! Love Brody and his style and how he easily takes control and forces Sam's submission only in an idle threat... Can't wait to see what happens next!

Well truth be told...I did want that sock to be used on Sam

@bondagefreak I personally don't see this so called 'evolution of your writing' as drastic! I always have seen your stories perfection in how you tell the tale with a level of detail unseen. Yes perhaps sleeker, but I would happily re-read all of your work. Its just that good, and honestly my first experience into this TUG world...

[4toes]

Hey guys, thanks for the nice comments.
Glad to see so many of you having fun and enjoying beefy Brody's cruel antics

Heyy there my good sir, do not be so hard on yourself. It is by no means subpar. Look at all the followers you have. Some of us may been from 10 years ago. Those early works what got actually me hooked to your writing - Older Brother's Smelly Revenge and I forgot the name of the sequel. You don't how much I relive those moments, especially thinking of Chad and his smelly feet. Hahah is this the same Chad? Nonetheless, I have really enjoyed your work thus far and for sure I will continue enjoying them.

Hey buddy. Thanks, that's nice. I wasn't fishing for compliments though. By subpar I basically meant not up to the current standard. My grasp of the language was sufficient but a bit lacking back then. That much becomes apparent when I compare those tales to what I'm able to produce today. All in all, it's a good thing! It means progress was made.

Older Brother's Smelly Revenge was a fun one. I may have to rewrite it from scratch (while keeping the premise exactly the same) one day. I'm sure it would be a big hit with a lot of you. As for whether this is the same Chad, I'll leave that up to your imagination

@bondagefreak You write really good sir and truly it has been a delight reading and seeing how you improved, how you are improving, and how you will improve further.

Most definitely! I am sure to keep a lookout for it. As always, you are such a tease and part of your charm that I love. Keep inspiring and looking forward!

[bondagefreak]

SPECIAL THANKS FOR THE COMMENTS & SUPPORT, GUYS!
HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER. ENJOY!

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[bondagefreak]

Note From The Author: Mature themes and vulgar language aplenty. Viewer discretion is very strongly advised.

AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE

THE TWINK & THE JOCK

CHAPTER 5 - OUT OF THE FRYING PAN

As soon as we made it to the team's rather unspectacular, laundry and sports gear-littered dorm, I was granted a quick tour of the place. Though the main living area was quite spacious as far as dorm apartments went, the fact that there were only two bedrooms meant that both of them inevitably had to be shared. Chad and Hunter occupied one of the bedrooms, leaving Matt and Brody to share the slightly smaller of the two.

Had I not known my teammates as well as I did, I might've felt bad for Matt, seeing as how he was stuck sharing a room with Brody and all. The brawny linebacker's unashamed gassiness and raunch certainly made him a daunting roommate, but to anyone even remotely familiar with the team, putting up with the rowdy bully's overt brutishness was deemed preferable to sharing a room with the infernally foul-footed duo that was our star quarterback and heavily tattooed captain.

* CHAD & HUNTER *

* MATT & BRODY *

In any case, it didn't take long for the news of my arrival to make it around the apartment complex. Less than five minutes after we'd made it to Chad's place, three of our fellow teammates - all of whom lived right across the hall - barged into the bustling apartment and ended up squeezing themselves into the already crowded living room accommodations.

Laughs and cheers filled the room as myself and the rest of the team began drinking and commenting on the football game playing on TV. As you can probably imagine, the ambient decibels quickly reached new heights about an hour later, when one of my fellow visitors noticed Brody's notoriously pungent football bag in a far corner of the apartment.

The duffle bag was moving! Moving as though animated with some form of sentience.

All three of my fellow visitors broke down into hysterical cackling upon finding out we'd forcibly crammed my unwilling eighteen-year-old stepbrother in there. Their collective incredulity grew as Chad and Brody went on, raucously spilling the details surrounding Sam's heavy-handed capture. But more than anything else, it was Sam's extraction from the foul sack and the truly excessive-looking tapegag that had most of my colleagues quite literally doubling over with laughter.


"Oh my god! You guys actually gagged him!" one of my football buddies laughed, his face betraying open amusement and great disbelief as he eyed my younger stepbrother's very heavily bound form.

Poor Sam just lay there, helpless and immobile; his wrists and ankles still bound together in an uncomfortable-looking hogtie and his face completely swallowed up beneath innumerable layers of duct tape. Numerous taunts were launched his way and his dishevelled head was ruffled up more times than I can count, but much to everyone's great satisfaction, big Brody's excessive tapejob did a rather phenomenal job at keeping his protests silent.



Things rapidly devolved into chaos when, motivated by the urge to make our prisoner squeal, one of my fellow guests - a hands-on guy by the name of Joey - decided to temporarily abandon his seat on the crowded couch in favour of tickling Sammy.

Our captive squealed, struggled and screamed beneath the orbits of super sticky duct tape; but his spirited reaction only had for effect of inciting Chad, Brody, Matt and basically everyone but myself to eagerly join in.

Unfortunately for our victim, the fact that he'd been kidnapped whilst clad only in a sleeveless tank top and a pair of very loose-fitting gym shorts left him particularly vulnerable to attack.

The captive lad screamed in uncontrollable laughter as all seven of my exceptionally brawny teammates swarmed atop him and engaged in a merciless tickle frenzy. I felt some amount of pity for what he was being put through, but still, I could do nothing but sit back and chuckle as the lively spectacle animated the cacophonic living room.


Sammy called out to me beneath his gag, his face glazed over with a look of sheer panic and his nostrils flaring furiously in an attempt to draw enough air in. His ticklish body writhed and convulsed in a desperate effort to escape my hulking teammates.

He called out to me a second time, but as soon as my eyes narrowed in on his frantically flaring sniff-holes, a malicious grin crept over my face. I licked my lips. This was quite simply too good an opportunity to pass up. I just had to exploit this.

And so, as if being bound, gagged and gang-tickled by a large group of rowdy blokes wasn't already dire enough, the panicking dweeb could only lay there and watch as I chose to ignore his very desperate-sounding calls for help. Instead of intervening in his favour, I moved my jumbo size 12s up to his comparatively puny face and chucked one of my steaming hot TNs off.






The visibly addled teen was just beside himself at that point. The muffled sound of his unwilling laughter continued noisily peppering the ambient dissonance, but the outraged expression painted plainly over his face betrayed his glaring disapproval.

Even amidst his own incessant laughter, Sam could do nothing but shake his head no and crinkle his nose up at the sight of my approaching foot. Kicking my super funky shoe off and curling my socked toes around his nose felt quite fitting, especially seeing as how the little runt was always nagging me about my socks or complaining about the admittedly quite poignant smell my big black TNs gave off.

In any case, poor Sammy went cross-eyed after the first whiff; the sight of his inaudible stupor and the suddenly noticeable scent of stale corn and industrial-grade vinegar quickly reminding me of the fact that I hadn't changed my socks in a while. So hot and drenched with sweat my thinly-padded soles were that they clung to my stepbrother's face and even left wet footprints on the dusty wooden floor. Unfortunately for Sam, I found the whole thing really quite amusing.


"Oh my god..." *sniff sniff* "Oh my fuckin' god. Bro, your shoes fuckin' stink!" one of my teammates disapprovingly chortled, as he grabbed my discarded trainer and gave the funky thing a few tentative sniffs.

Sammy screamed and broke down into a series of coughs upon getting its steaming hot maw pressed firmly over his face. The stink torture initially lasted only a few seconds, but Brody and some of my rowdier teammates apparently weren't satisfied.


No less than three seconds after my nauseatingly acrid shoe was tossed down to the floor, another hand eagerly reached down to snatch it up before once again clamping it atop my younger stepbrother's visibly mortified face.

"Yeah, get his little face back in there. Make him sniff it." Brody commandingly ordered, inciting the ballsiest of my fellow guests - Joey - to stretch the shoe's mouth wide open and force Sammy's gagged face deep inside it. He held it there for almost an entire minute, only briefly tossing it back down to the floor in favour of getting one of his own trainers sniffed.

I watched as Sam drew several deep whiffs from directly out of Joey's shoe. Much to my own great pride and amusement, the dark-haired bloke's musty trainer failed to garner as much of an opposition; something which in turn quickly led to its dismissal and the much-anticipated return of my far more harrowing shoe.

Our poor captive was far from being happy. He flared his nostrils inside my hellishly funky TN, noisily...unwillingly. Each breath he took was marked by the audible rushing of air, something that strangely enough had for effect of arousing me and causing a glaringly massive tent to spring up at the front of my satiny basketball shorts. The gleaming dark red polyester did a rather poor job of concealing my boner, and had it not been for the fact that several of my teammates were also sporting painfully erect hard-ons, I'd have probably felt a tad embarrassed.



You may be thinking that Sammy was through the worst of it by this point. But trust me, he wasn't.

As the tickling gradually intensified, the captive dweeb's understandably wild struggling eventually resulted in the breaking of his hogtie. His hands and legs remained zip-tied and securely bound, but the sticky athletic tape keeping his limbs hogtied behind his back ended up ripping. That, much to his own imminent panic, simply caused my team to laugh and sent the lot of them into a renewed frenzy.

The unexpected severing of the hogtie had for effect of allowing the gang to force their incapacitated victim over on his back, leaving his entire front completely vulnerable to attack. And attack it they did! Fourteen hands immediately converged on poor Sam's newly exploitable weak spots. They dug their fingers into his chest, sides, neck and stomach. They flicked his nipples, dug into his thighs and even tickled his crotch.

It didn't take long for one particularly beefy hand to slip into the waistband of my stepbrother's shorts, nor did it take long for two other hands to slip in, these ones via the two leg slots leading up to the screaming dweeb's very ticklish thighs.


Poor Sam cried out and screamed, his muffled cries drowned out by the group's unfettered laughter. He tried turning around on his stomach, but Captain Chad and the rest of the team quite simply wouldn't let him. They crowded around his diminutive frame, their thick arms and broad torsos rubbing and jostling as each of them fought for a better spot in the chaotic melee. Each time their broad-shouldered bodies would part enough to give me a clear view of Sammy's face, I'd extend one of my legs into the brawny throng and curl my cotton-padded digits directly atop his flaring nostrils.

The overwhelmed dweeb caught numerous whiffs of my sweaty toes; his face going cross-eyed with revulsion each time his sniff-holes found themselves having no choice but to flare open. I watched with open glee as the little guy choked and gagged on the potent scent of my black vinegary-scented stink bombs - the very same socks he'd badmouthed and repeatedly complained about a bit over a week ago.


Like I said though, that wasn't the worst of it. The collective ruckus reached an all-time high when Matt unexpectedly joined the stink torment by taking a page right out of Brody's book. The tickle frenzy continued unabated even as the permanently cocky blond stud teasingly lowered his very sizeable rump down on top of my stepbrother's screaming face.

Going by his popularity as well as the sheer number of girlfriends and hookups Matt went through in a year, it wasn't exactly a secret that every girl on campus - and probably a fair number of guys - would quite literally fall over each other for the chance of being taken to his bed. Matt could probably walk out of the apartment and find himself a willing face to sit on in a matter of mere minutes. It wouldn't exactly surprise me to find out that some guys would even be willing to pay for the experience.

Sammy, of course, had no way to confirm his approval, or lack thereof. But even so, the proudest and cockiest of smirks remained splayed over Matt's smug-looking face as he lowered himself down and smothered his much smaller victim.






Imagine my surprise when, motivated by the abundance of feverish laughter, the cocky jock very confidently pulled his shorts down - revealing his exceptionally beefy underwear-clad bums - and then sat his entire weight back down, completely swallowing panicked Sammy's whole face up.

"Ooh fuck yeah. Sniff my fuckin' chute." Matt cockily purred, grinding himself down and wiggling his giant glutes around.

"Dude, he's fuckin' loving it!" one of my other colleagues laughed, he and a few of the other guys apparently taking notice of my stepbrother's hardening woody.

Matt just sat there for a good minute, seemingly content with getting his hole sniffed and using my stepbrother's gagged face as a seat. The wild tickling continued uninterrupted, but Sam's uncontrollable laughter and calls for help were rendered completely inaudible - Matt's exceptionally meaty bums more than amply taking care of them.


Multiple calls for Sammy to be stinkfaced ended up being voiced out, but it's only after the fourth or fifth one that Matt finally acquiesced and gave in to popular demand. He grinned, furrowed his brow, tensed his muscles up and let a gaseous bomb rip. The fart itself was neither long nor overly thunderous, but what it lacked for in pizzazz, it certainly made up for in lethality.

*PRRRRRRRRRT*

The entire room broke down into downright hysterical laughter as the absolute deadliest of cocktails was fired down into Sammy's awaiting sniff-holes. Fat-bummed Matt wiggled his beefy ass around for a few more seconds before finally getting up and vacating the area. The tickle frenzy somewhat predictably came to an immediate halt, with Chad, Hunter and myself all cursing the puke-inducing potency of Matt's gas, even as several of the other guys scrambled to get away from the blast zone.

Everyone laughed and laughed as the bound and gagged prisoner lay there, choking and gagging on the smell of the sexy blond jock's unbelievably lethal fart.

"Yeah, that's right, bitch. Choke on it. Choke on my buddy Matt's shitty protein fart." Big Brody aggressively taunted, repeatedly pinching poor Sammy's nostrils shut and then letting them go just for the sake of hearing the noisy intake of air.


Poor Sam was liberated shortly after that. His day improved significantly over the course of the next several hours, thanks in no small part to Hunter's gentle interposition, but you may be pleased to know that he wasn't exactly out of the woods yet. Far from it! Part of our plans for the night involved heading out to a party. A party that Sam, much to his own continued horror and surprise, wouldn't be invited to.

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[socjuc]

Group action is always a gift to your stories!!

Awesome turn of events, how 14 hands did their part at tickle torturing Sam. Great to see Joey in the picture and how he too joined Sammy's stepbrother to subject Sam to his trainer and also Sammy's stepbrother's trainer....

The ultimate though has to be Sammy's stepbrother not wasting the opportunity to take advantage of his position to impart his own sniff torture to further humiliate Sam....HOT!

I think Sam may just get incapacitated until they all come back from the party, or?