M/M/m - Best not resist

[BoyofRope]

Hi there, my name is Jasper and I just turned 15 a few weeks ago. I wanted to share with you a story that happened fairly recently. But, first I should lay out some context. I have one brother, Johnny, who is older at 20 and goes to the local University, he lives at home with me and our Dad. It’s just the three of us, and has been most of my life. My mother unfortunately passed away when I was really young. I don’t have any solid memories of her since I was so little, we are still close with her side of the family. My Dad never had any real desire to re-marry. He has dated on and off over the years, but he is a strong, controlling, but warm kind of man. I think that he likes the clear decision-making dynamic and hierarchy between the three of us, and a new wife would change that.

Since my mothers passing, my Father has been all about living a healthy lifestyle and instilled such beliefs in my brother and I. We are a really active family, often exercising together, often going hiking and camping, running, lifting weights, and doing lots of yoga and stretching. I am also involved in various sports in and out of school like soccer, track and field, and tennis. All of this means that I am quite fit for my age. My classmates, and even gym teachers!, have expressed how impressed they are with my physique. I am not big by any means, but I am exceptionally toned. I stand at about 5 feet 4 inches tall, a bit smaller than my average classmate, weight about 110 pounds and very clear, toned muscle definition, especially after activity or laughing. I am quiet proud of how I look, and I certainly don’t mind showing off when I can. It was unusual for me to lounge around the house shirtless, or even just in my briefs when I am alone in my room.

A few weeks ago, my father had to go away for the weekend for business. This meant he had to leave my brother in charge to watch the house and keep an eye on me. This really annoyed my brother as he had plans that needed to be changed.

Over the years we had played tie up games every now and then, which really just means my brother or my father tying me up and challenging me to escape. My father never really tied my brother as he didn’t like being restrained, whereas I loved it, and at times it was clear that I did.

It was Friday, and my father was leaving for his business trip around 3 in the afternoon and planning to return Monday morning. I had a half-day at school so I was hope around noon-time. My brother didn’t have any classes on Friday. Johnny picked me up from school and drove me home, we chatted briefly.

We got home, and my fathers car wasn’t in the driveway, he must’ve been out running errands before his trip. After dropping off my school bag in my room, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I stripped down to my briefs, turned on the water for it warm up, and admired myself in the mirror when suddenly the door swung open and Johnny came running it. He quickly grabbed me, it was quite easy for him to overpower me given our difference in size. He put me into a Gory Special, he had a lot of wrestling experience after all he was captain of the schools wrestling team when he was in high school, and carried me to his room. I tried resisting, squirming and kicking but it was useless against his strong grasp. In the back of my mind, I had an idea what was about to happen, and I didn’t hate the thought of it, but it was really unexpected. Plus, by putting up too much resistance I was only going to make it worse for myself in the long run.

He grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back, quickly grabbed a piece of rope and tied my wrists together, cinching the rope in-between. At time point, I knew for a fact that I had lost all control, there was no going back. Without saying a word, Johnny grabbed another piece of rope and starting to further bind my arms. Wrapping around my upper arms he was able to force my arms together so far that my elbows were practically touching, again adding a cinch between. As I mentioned, I do a lot of yoga and stretching, so I am very flexible. This position was really intense, but I knew and my brother knew too, that I could handle having my arms tightly bound behind my back like this for a long time. All I needed to do was relax into it. Since my brother and father would tie me up occasionally we had developed an understanding of safety and so, they knew that if I held up 3 fingers in each hand that meant something was wrong. Their intention was to keep me bound, not injure me. Though, I rarely had to ever use this signal and when I did it was after hours of being kept tightly tied up.

With my arms tied, he stood me up and began to tie my legs. He tied my ankles, and above and below my knees in the same way. Within 10 minutes of him grabbing me out of the bathroom I found myself completely and utterly bound. Standing there in just a pair of briefs and rope, I tested my bonds flexing and struggling against the rope. My body was responding in a way that communicated I was enjoying what was happening.

‘I’m not done with you yet’ Johnny said. ‘Now, with Dad away for the weekend I am in charge. And, I don’t want you even do much as muttering a word against my authority.’

Before he picked me up from school he had been working out, and from his bag he grabbed one of his large, dirty gym socks and jammed it into my mouth. Holding it with his thumb, pushing deeper into my mouth I began to gag. With his free hand he grabbed a roll of sports wrap from his bag and began to wrap it around my head. After about ten wraps around my mouth and behind my head I was fully silenced.

‘Now listen, I have a lot of work to catch up on this weekend and I don’t need you bugging me. So, this is just the start and believe me, if you annoy me even in the slightest I will make this a whole lot worse for you. And just think, if this is how we are starting, what ‘worse’ could look like. So you better behave. Now follow me.’

Johnny grabbed his workout bag and walked out of his room, and I hopped behind him, quite awkwardly and embarrassingly with keeping my balance as my legs and arms were tied. We got to the stairs, he picked me up and carried me down them. He dropped me off in the living room and put his bag down.

‘Wait here.’

Johnny left the room leaving me standing there along in the middle of the room. After a few minutes of standing there I hear the front door unlock and open. In walks my father.

‘MMMMPh! MMMPPH!’

I start screaming into my gag, struggling against the ropes as my father takes a quick look at me and walks right on by. He didn’t look the least bit surprised to find me this way. He was carrying some bags and dropped them off the kitchen table. I hopped over to him, pleading with my eyes for him to untie me.

‘Hahaha, you’re in quite the bind there aren’t you, kiddo?’

‘Mmmpmh, mmph’

‘Well, I don’t think that you’re really in a position to negotiate, do you?’

I shook my head, no.

‘Johnny told me that he has a lot of school work to catch up on this weekend. So, I hope that you understand that he will need peace a quiet, now I can’t say I’m surprised that this is how he plans to get that. I trust him that he will keep you nice and safe, out of trouble.’

‘Oh, hey dad..’

Johnny walked into the room, looking surprised to see him there.

‘I thought you had left already?’

‘I’ll be on my way out soon, just dropping some things off first. I see that you two are already having some fun?’

‘MMMPHM PPMH!’

My father then picked me up and carried me back over into the living room, laid me down on the floor, and began to tickle me. Johnny followed suit, and together the two of them went to town digging into my ribs, my feet, my arm pits, leaving no part of my exposed and helpless body untickled. It must’ve been 30 minutes later when my father then got up and announced that it was time for him to leave.

‘Johnny, take good care of your brother while I’m away. And Jasper, I want you to listen and obey Johnny. Okay?’

‘Yes Sir’

‘Mmmph, mhp’

As few minutes later my father walked out the door, I lay on the floor covered in sweat catching my breath after the insane tickle torture I just received. Johnny walked over to his bag and began to pull out some more rope.

‘Now, where were we?’ He said towering over me.

He took a length of rope and secured my arms to my chest with a harness structure, pinned my forearms to my back. This made any amount of movement and wiggling of my arms nearly impossible. Then he took more rope and tied it around my ankles, pulling them up, arching my back, and secured them to the harness he had just put on me. I had been hogtied before, but never this intensely. It was clear that he wanted to me understand how little control I had. He took another piece of rope and further secured my ankles to my wrists, which at this point, wasn’t really necessarily as I was already throughly hogtied, but it did reinforce that I wasn’t getting out anytime soon, least without help. He checked my gag, pulled a roll of duct tape out of his bag and taped around my head over the sports wrap half a dozen times, silencing me even further. At this point, I could barely wiggle side to side, it was an immense amount of work to roll over onto my side and back onto my stomach. I was huffing and puffing struggling on the floor, all of my muscles bulging. After about 20 minutes of struggling Johnny picked me up, and put me on the couch. He flicked on the TV.

‘Alright now, I have to go do some work. It shouldn’t take me more than a few hours. I’m having some friends over tonight and I don’t want you bothering us. But, I don’t think that you will. Have fun, if you need anything just holler. Oh wait.’

He said with a smirk. He went up to his room and closed the door, leaving extremely bound and gagged in an incredibly well structured hogtie. It had been about 2 hours now since Johnny started tying me up. I was tired, but felt exhilarated. As crazy as it was, I do really love being tied up. My father and brother obviously knew this too, otherwise, why would they have bound me, tickled me, and left me to enjoy these ropes? I struggled on the couch on and off for the next hour, feeling every tight band, trying to control my senses. Eventually, after much struggle I finally exhausted myself out. Over time, my knees began to hurt, my arms were tired, and I felt ready to be undone. However, I had no way to getting myself out and my brother was all the way upstairs. After about another 2 hours he came down to check on me, and asked if I was okay. I ‘mmphped and mmmphed’ into my gag trying to single I was tied, but fine otherwise.

‘Good boy’

Johnny went back upstairs. It wasn’t until 7 pm did he come back down. At this point I had been tied up for nearly 7 hours and I was physically and mentally exhausted, but my day wasn’t over yet.

Johnny undid the hogtie, but kept my arms and legs bound. He carried me up stairs to my room.

‘Now listen, as I said I am going to have some friends over tonight and I don’t want you bothering us. I am going to untie you, and immediately re-tie you to the bed. I don’t want to hear any sounds from you or feel you resist in anyway. If you do, I will hogtie you again and leave you like that until the morning. Clear?’

I kept quiet.

‘Good boy’

Johnny untied all of the ropes, keeping my gag on, and let me stretch out my limbs for a few minutes. I was covered in rope marks, which I thought looked pretty cool.

‘Now, get on the bed’

I laid down on the bed and Johnny took each limb and tied them to each corner. I was spread-eagle, stretched out. I tested my bonds, I could lift my head up slightly which caused all of my muscles to flex. Johnny got on top of me and proceeded with another round of tickling. My body was far more exposed than it had been before, giving him more access to my sensitive ribs and armpits. Though, this time my body was tired and all I could do was endure his torture. He turned on the TV in my room and left.

Much later than night did he come back into my room after his friends had left around 1 am and untied me. He cut off my gag and I spit out his sock.

‘I know that was a lot little man, but I know that you can take it. Did you have fun?’

‘Yeah, that was a lot! And I definitely liked *parts* of it haha. Were you serious about before, keeping me tied up this weekend?

‘Oh yeah buddy, just wait and see what I have planned for you’

He said with a devilish grin, and with that he left the room. I went down to the kitchen, still in my briefs, and grabbed a snack. I was starving at this point. Brushed my teeth and went to bed, massaging my sore wrists.

[Xtc]

Welcome to the League of TuGs Writers. Good to have you on board.

[adams.keeper]

This is a sweet story, thank you @BoyofRope

[BDBrit]

An excellent debut! I really enjoyed reading this. I love how tightly Jasper was tied. If only all boys could be tied up so well.

[Snozzberry]

Super great story. @Boyofrope It is so kind of Johnny to want to take care of Jasper by tying him up all weekend so he doesnt get in trouble by disturbing his much older big brother and his partying friends who probably don't want a little teen know it all at the party getting in the way of their fun. Jasper should be so grateful that his brother loves him and is willing to tie him up to teach him about life.

🖐🖐

[Redman]

Wonderful work! I enjoyed it and I am eager to learn what Johnny has in store for Jasper.

[squirrel]

Great story @BoyofRope !

Jasper is so lucky to have an older brother and father who have no problems keeping him tied up and gagged. I guess that they do that a lot, since he loves it so much...

I hope there will be more stories about Jasper and his family

[TuggyMale]

Amazing! I love the way he gets hogtied and gagged

[bondagefreak]

Welcome to the forum @BoyofRope! Always glad to see a new author join our ranks.
I see you like similar themes and elements to both @squirrel and myself. As you probably already know, we too are big fans of dad/son and brother-on-brother dynamics. Also can't go wrong with sockgags and a bit of tickling!

I look forward to seeing what Johnny has in store for his little brother.
Jas should count himself lucky that none of Johnny's friends happened upon his tightly spreadeagled and securely bedridden body!
Anyways, hope you decide to stick around and become a regular participant on here.


On a far more serious note: someone tell the guys to shut that damn water off!!!

[JDT544]

Hi there, my name is Jasper and I just turned 15 a few weeks ago. I wanted to share with you a story that happened fairly recently. But, first I should lay out some context. I have one brother, Johnny, who is older at 20 and goes to the local University, he lives at home with me and our Dad. It’s just the three of us, and has been most of my life. My mother unfortunately passed away when I was really young. I don’t have any solid memories of her since I was so little, we are still close with her side of the family. My Dad never had any real desire to re-marry. He has dated on and off over the years, but he is a strong, controlling, but warm kind of man. I think that he likes the clear decision-making dynamic and hierarchy between the three of us, and a new wife would change that.

Since my mothers passing, my Father has been all about living a healthy lifestyle and instilled such beliefs in my brother and I. We are a really active family, often exercising together, often going hiking and camping, running, lifting weights, and doing lots of yoga and stretching. I am also involved in various sports in and out of school like soccer, track and field, and tennis. All of this means that I am quite fit for my age. My classmates, and even gym teachers!, have expressed how impressed they are with my physique. I am not big by any means, but I am exceptionally toned. I stand at about 5 feet 4 inches tall, a bit smaller than my average classmate, weight about 110 pounds and very clear, toned muscle definition, especially after activity or laughing. I am quiet proud of how I look, and I certainly don’t mind showing off when I can. It was unusual for me to lounge around the house shirtless, or even just in my briefs when I am alone in my room.

A few weeks ago, my father had to go away for the weekend for business. This meant he had to leave my brother in charge to watch the house and keep an eye on me. This really annoyed my brother as he had plans that needed to be changed.

Over the years we had played tie up games every now and then, which really just means my brother or my father tying me up and challenging me to escape. My father never really tied my brother as he didn’t like being restrained, whereas I loved it, and at times it was clear that I did.

It was Friday, and my father was leaving for his business trip around 3 in the afternoon and planning to return Monday morning. I had a half-day at school so I was hope around noon-time. My brother didn’t have any classes on Friday. Johnny picked me up from school and drove me home, we chatted briefly.

We got home, and my fathers car wasn’t in the driveway, he must’ve been out running errands before his trip. After dropping off my school bag in my room, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I stripped down to my briefs, turned on the water for it warm up, and admired myself in the mirror when suddenly the door swung open and Johnny came running it. He quickly grabbed me, it was quite easy for him to overpower me given our difference in size. He put me into a Gory Special, he had a lot of wrestling experience after all he was captain of the schools wrestling team when he was in high school, and carried me to his room. I tried resisting, squirming and kicking but it was useless against his strong grasp. In the back of my mind, I had an idea what was about to happen, and I didn’t hate the thought of it, but it was really unexpected. Plus, by putting up too much resistance I was only going to make it worse for myself in the long run.

He grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back, quickly grabbed a piece of rope and tied my wrists together, cinching the rope in-between. At time point, I knew for a fact that I had lost all control, there was no going back. Without saying a word, Johnny grabbed another piece of rope and starting to further bind my arms. Wrapping around my upper arms he was able to force my arms together so far that my elbows were practically touching, again adding a cinch between. As I mentioned, I do a lot of yoga and stretching, so I am very flexible. This position was really intense, but I knew and my brother knew too, that I could handle having my arms tightly bound behind my back like this for a long time. All I needed to do was relax into it. Since my brother and father would tie me up occasionally we had developed an understanding of safety and so, they knew that if I held up 3 fingers in each hand that meant something was wrong. Their intention was to keep me bound, not injure me. Though, I rarely had to ever use this signal and when I did it was after hours of being kept tightly tied up.

With my arms tied, he stood me up and began to tie my legs. He tied my ankles, and above and below my knees in the same way. Within 10 minutes of him grabbing me out of the bathroom I found myself completely and utterly bound. Standing there in just a pair of briefs and rope, I tested my bonds flexing and struggling against the rope. My body was responding in a way that communicated I was enjoying what was happening.

‘I’m not done with you yet’ Johnny said. ‘Now, with Dad away for the weekend I am in charge. And, I don’t want you even do much as muttering a word against my authority.’

Before he picked me up from school he had been working out, and from his bag he grabbed one of his large, dirty gym socks and jammed it into my mouth. Holding it with his thumb, pushing deeper into my mouth I began to gag. With his free hand he grabbed a roll of sports wrap from his bag and began to wrap it around my head. After about ten wraps around my mouth and behind my head I was fully silenced.

‘Now listen, I have a lot of work to catch up on this weekend and I don’t need you bugging me. So, this is just the start and believe me, if you annoy me even in the slightest I will make this a whole lot worse for you. And just think, if this is how we are starting, what ‘worse’ could look like. So you better behave. Now follow me.’

Johnny grabbed his workout bag and walked out of his room, and I hopped behind him, quite awkwardly and embarrassingly with keeping my balance as my legs and arms were tied. We got to the stairs, he picked me up and carried me down them. He dropped me off in the living room and put his bag down.

‘Wait here.’

Johnny left the room leaving me standing there along in the middle of the room. After a few minutes of standing there I hear the front door unlock and open. In walks my father.

‘MMMMPh! MMMPPH!’

I start screaming into my gag, struggling against the ropes as my father takes a quick look at me and walks right on by. He didn’t look the least bit surprised to find me this way. He was carrying some bags and dropped them off the kitchen table. I hopped over to him, pleading with my eyes for him to untie me.

‘Hahaha, you’re in quite the bind there aren’t you, kiddo?’

‘Mmmpmh, mmph’

‘Well, I don’t think that you’re really in a position to negotiate, do you?’

I shook my head, no.

‘Johnny told me that he has a lot of school work to catch up on this weekend. So, I hope that you understand that he will need peace a quiet, now I can’t say I’m surprised that this is how he plans to get that. I trust him that he will keep you nice and safe, out of trouble.’

‘Oh, hey dad..’

Johnny walked into the room, looking surprised to see him there.

‘I thought you had left already?’

‘I’ll be on my way out soon, just dropping some things off first. I see that you two are already having some fun?’

‘MMMPHM PPMH!’

My father then picked me up and carried me back over into the living room, laid me down on the floor, and began to tickle me. Johnny followed suit, and together the two of them went to town digging into my ribs, my feet, my arm pits, leaving no part of my exposed and helpless body untickled. It must’ve been 30 minutes later when my father then got up and announced that it was time for him to leave.

‘Johnny, take good care of your brother while I’m away. And Jasper, I want you to listen and obey Johnny. Okay?’

‘Yes Sir’

‘Mmmph, mhp’

As few minutes later my father walked out the door, I lay on the floor covered in sweat catching my breath after the insane tickle torture I just received. Johnny walked over to his bag and began to pull out some more rope.

‘Now, where were we?’ He said towering over me.

He took a length of rope and secured my arms to my chest with a harness structure, pinned my forearms to my back. This made any amount of movement and wiggling of my arms nearly impossible. Then he took more rope and tied it around my ankles, pulling them up, arching my back, and secured them to the harness he had just put on me. I had been hogtied before, but never this intensely. It was clear that he wanted to me understand how little control I had. He took another piece of rope and further secured my ankles to my wrists, which at this point, wasn’t really necessarily as I was already throughly hogtied, but it did reinforce that I wasn’t getting out anytime soon, least without help. He checked my gag, pulled a roll of duct tape out of his bag and taped around my head over the sports wrap half a dozen times, silencing me even further. At this point, I could barely wiggle side to side, it was an immense amount of work to roll over onto my side and back onto my stomach. I was huffing and puffing struggling on the floor, all of my muscles bulging. After about 20 minutes of struggling Johnny picked me up, and put me on the couch. He flicked on the TV.

‘Alright now, I have to go do some work. It shouldn’t take me more than a few hours. I’m having some friends over tonight and I don’t want you bothering us. But, I don’t think that you will. Have fun, if you need anything just holler. Oh wait.’

He said with a smirk. He went up to his room and closed the door, leaving extremely bound and gagged in an incredibly well structured hogtie. It had been about 2 hours now since Johnny started tying me up. I was tired, but felt exhilarated. As crazy as it was, I do really love being tied up. My father and brother obviously knew this too, otherwise, why would they have bound me, tickled me, and left me to enjoy these ropes? I struggled on the couch on and off for the next hour, feeling every tight band, trying to control my senses. Eventually, after much struggle I finally exhausted myself out. Over time, my knees began to hurt, my arms were tired, and I felt ready to be undone. However, I had no way to getting myself out and my brother was all the way upstairs. After about another 2 hours he came down to check on me, and asked if I was okay. I ‘mmphped and mmmphed’ into my gag trying to single I was tied, but fine otherwise.

‘Good boy’

Johnny went back upstairs. It wasn’t until 7 pm did he come back down. At this point I had been tied up for nearly 7 hours and I was physically and mentally exhausted, but my day wasn’t over yet.

Johnny undid the hogtie, but kept my arms and legs bound. He carried me up stairs to my room.

‘Now listen, as I said I am going to have some friends over tonight and I don’t want you bothering us. I am going to untie you, and immediately re-tie you to the bed. I don’t want to hear any sounds from you or feel you resist in anyway. If you do, I will hogtie you again and leave you like that until the morning. Clear?’

I kept quiet.

‘Good boy’

Johnny untied all of the ropes, keeping my gag on, and let me stretch out my limbs for a few minutes. I was covered in rope marks, which I thought looked pretty cool.

‘Now, get on the bed’

I laid down on the bed and Johnny took each limb and tied them to each corner. I was spread-eagle, stretched out. I tested my bonds, I could lift my head up slightly which caused all of my muscles to flex. Johnny got on top of me and proceeded with another round of tickling. My body was far more exposed than it had been before, giving him more access to my sensitive ribs and armpits. Though, this time my body was tired and all I could do was endure his torture. He turned on the TV in my room and left.

Much later than night did he come back into my room after his friends had left around 1 am and untied me. He cut off my gag and I spit out his sock.

‘I know that was a lot little man, but I know that you can take it. Did you have fun?’

‘Yeah, that was a lot! And I definitely liked *parts* of it haha. Were you serious about before, keeping me tied up this weekend?

‘Oh yeah buddy, just wait and see what I have planned for you’

He said with a devilish grin, and with that he left the room. I went down to the kitchen, still in my briefs, and grabbed a snack. I was starving at this point. Brushed my teeth and went to bed, massaging my sore wrists.

I love this one soo much, hope the new chapters will come out soon hehe

[alkaid_]

wow!!! jasper taken by surprise by his brother and spent the entire afternoon tied...

cool!!!

i thought older bro turn soft because he free his lil bro... i just tied him in a X way for spent the night