THE BOI & THE ALPHA (M/M) *NEW BDSM-ROMANCE STORY*

[Volobond]

Honestly, I do love Erick's deliberate and careful domming. It takes a lot to make it look that easy, folks!

Perhaps it's the fact that he is older and has the appropriate accompanying wisdom/experience, but he definitely may be gunning for the top spot of my favorite dom that you've written! And you know how ardent my support has been for some of them!

[WhereAmI]

Erick is in a contest to be named @bondagefreak 's Dom of the year.

[ShadowHusky]

The build-up was so completely worth it, and call me crazy but I adore the usage of a beginner friendly gag. As much as you know me to love all the torturously smelly gags and humiliating situations the subs find themselves in; there is something alluring on its own about beginner sub experience. He's dipping his toes in the water with a pro... Though I still do wanna see him in the deep end~ <3

[Subboi]

The slow, detailed description of the rope work is amazing. Erick’s presence is very comforting. I love his liberal use of smothering handgags, with or without gloves.

[bondagefreak]

THANKS FOR THE AMAZING SUPPORT, GUYS!

HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER. ENJOY!

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[bondagefreak]

AUTHOR'S NOTE
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CHRONICLES OF A YOUNG SUB

THE BOI & THE ALPHA

CHAPTER 18 - HEAVEN & HELL

Erick had no way of knowing this, but even though I knew it would make my would-be attempts at calling for help all the more impossible to hear, the fact that the upstairs living room was now animated with the sound of upbeat rock music left me even more aroused. I could scream, shout and yell to my heart’s desire and no one would ever hear me.

Mind you, it took a good while for me to work up the courage to actually do so, but scream and shout I eventually did. And quite vehemently at that.

"Hmmmphhh! Hhhhhhhmmmmphhhh!" I called out and yelled over and over, even trying in vain to garner Erick's attention, not because I genuinely needed it, but simply for the sake of hearing myself scream and confirming my own helplessness.


The throbbing appendage rising from my crotch was positively aching from arousal. All in all, I must’ve spent close to an hour sporadically and very desperately trying to reach it. Much to my own monumental frustration, the rope restraints keeping my wrists tightly pinned down against the outside of my thighs didn’t give, and neither did the infuriatingly unyielding Shibari rope-cage my captor had patiently spun and weaved around me. "Phhmmph!"

I was his prisoner, his captive, his prey even. I was to be kept stashed away and stored for later use; prevented from escaping and prohibited from alerting anyone to my plight.


I struggled like you wouldn’t believe; my limbless mute form twisting, writhing and groaning endlessly. I tried inching my way over towards the staircase leading out of the basement; simultaneously wanting to get away from the foul smell that filled the gym while also hoping to impress and hopefully amuse my rope-savvy captor.

My efforts were spirited and my mind was willing, but my body, alas, my body did not possess the means. I was stuck. And by that, I don’t just mean stuck in the basement gym room. I mean stuck, as in unable to move away at all and unable to worm even a short distance from my original location.

The crotch harness made my many attempts to sit up or turn around virtually pointless, and the excessive bindings keeping my limbs immobile rendered me helpless. I could not, for the life of me, find any weakness in Erick’s downright devilish ropework.



Perhaps, of even greater astonishment to me, was the gag. My captor had mentioned being in possession of numerous hefty and apparently far more serious gags – whatever that meant – and yet this single fat slab of tape he had equipped my mouth with successfully held my lips at bay and defeated even my most fiery efforts to spread them. I could hardly believe it.

I tried everything! Taking air in through my nose before trying to expel it through my mouth, trying to work my lips apart just enough to slip my tongue out, screaming, yelling, shaking my head around like some rabid animal. But no matter what I did, the unrelenting military-grade tape held.

I knew I stood a better chance of freeing myself from its cement-like grip if I turned around and repeatedly rubbed my face against the foamy mat-covered floor. Knowing that, and being able to actually do that, were two different things though. Again, I had the will, but not the means. The simple feat of being able to squirm around enough to spin over on my stomach was made impossible in large part due to the position of my arms, but most of all, due to the punishing crotch noose. It did not tolerate even the faintest hints of rebellion.

Before then, I had never fully realised how it was possible to so vehemently love and hate something, both at the same time.



In any case, Erick wasn’t exactly the delinquent captor I’m probably making him out to be. While he did leave me to my own fate for pretty much the entire duration of the afternoon, he occasionally made it a point of checking up on me, if only to further drive home and mock my helplessness.

“Aw, you haven’t given up already, have you? Come on, Jake-o. Keep fighting. I know you can get out of that.” he teased, speaking to me as though encouraging a child while knowing damn well the sheer futility of my efforts.


Erick came to see me again about an hour later, and much to his feigned disappointment, I had only managed to move a few inches away from my original position. In other words, I had made literally no progress.

“Hmm, you haven’t made much progress with those knots I see. Maybe little Jake-o needs a bit of an incentive.” he chuckled, before unannouncedly sitting down on the workout bench overlooking my position and slowly yanking one of his mind-bogglingly supersized Adidas hightop trainers off. The self-proclaimed foot odour-afflicted strongman sought no approval and offered no cautionary warning before lowering the maw of his downright colossal sneaker over my face.

“Here you go, shoe-boi.” he very joyously teased, apparently drawing inspiration from the stash of arousing web images we’d previously consulted together.

The freakishly gaping shoe's descent was stopped just short of clamping down on my face. But even though its widely gaping mouth was left hovering a good inch or two away from my chin, cheeks and forehead, the furnace-like heat spilling out of its unspeakably dank orifice was just insufferably palpable. Palpable and suffocating.


Erick’s professed misgivings about his own foot odour hadn't been needlessly exaggerated. On the contrary. The poignancy of his affliction was actually quite alarming. If his big chunky shoe was any indication, then the odour afflicting his feet was indeed very dire. Frighteningly so!

“Gmmmmphh!” was the only panicked scream I could seemingly muster after having tentatively sampled the feverishly offensive reek festering within the chasm of his giant trainer. My distress was very real, and though I had no way of verbally communicating it, the immediate and very frantic twisting of my head more than easily laid my panic bare.

Erick, however, apparently didn’t clue into the genuineness of my revulsion.

“Hahaha! What’s the matter, shoe-boi? Aw, come on. I thought you liked this!” he beamed, chasing after my face and chuckling proudly even as I cursed beneath my unrelenting tapegag.


As I'm sure you can no doubt imagine, my panic increased tenfold when the hateful thing finally cornered my flailing head and successfully clamped down over the entire front half of my face. “Haha! Gotcha!” came the sound of the strongman's triumphant chuckling.

As per Erick’s own command, I obediently drew in another whiff, and then practically puked on the spot so strong and so foul the rotten reek rushing up my nostrils was.

Even though the shoe was only held down to my face for a mere five seconds or so, I was quite literally coughing, choking and panicking under my gag by the time it was mercifully pulled off. Erick merely laughed and playfully ruffled my hair up even as I lay there; convulsing in my restraints and going downright cross-eyed in sheer revulsion.

“That stinky enough for ya?” he proudly beamed, apparently laughing off the fact that I was vehemently horrified and no doubt thinking to himself that I was just struggling and crying out for the sake of putting on a good show. I honestly wasn’t. His shoe wasn’t just stinky. It was out of this world putrid!

I had never smelled anything like it, and I genuinely found myself regretting – and even fearing – the fact that I’d shared with him images depicting semi-consensual shoeplay. On paper, I found it hot. The humiliation aspect of it was most definitely appealing. In real life, however, it was a different matter. Especially when dealing with shoes of this disturbing potency.



“What would you do if I just chucked both of these bad boys off and left them here with you?” the bearded behemoth asked, still holding his freshly removed and positively reeking trainer in one hand. “Maybe that would give you some added motivation to escape!” he laughed, immediately causing me to frantically shake my head no and indecipherably beg for him not to do so.

Erick mercifully responded to my unfeigned panic by ruffling my hair up again. I was understandably relieved upon seeing him drop his heavy shoe back down to the floor and slide his mesmerisingly ginormous socked foot into its furnace-like maw.


“Looks like you’ve got quite the little woody going on, boi. Looks almost painful.” he purred, suddenly giving my swollen and very much exposed sack a few light taps with the business end of his gloved fingers.

I yelped, both in surprise but also due to the apparent hyper-sensitivity of my nuts. My eyes predictably shot wide open when those same leather-clad fingers easily took hold of my painfully erect hard-on and gave it a few slow tentative tugs.

I whimpered, both in protest and in unbridled pleasure. I had never been touched in this fashion, at least not by another man. I knew my nearly six-inch-long appendage was of decent – if somewhat average – size and length, but even so, it looked absolutely puny just sitting there inside my behemothic captor’s jaw-droppingly broad hand.


I writhed under Erick's touch, frantically trying to get away from him while at the same time desperately bucking my hips up. The crotch harness immediately punished me for it, and then Erick added his own layer of climax-inducing torment by clamping his other gloved palm down directly atop my already-gagged and protesting face.

“Hahaha! Yeahhhhh.” he purred, his arousingly deep voice rolling out of his sadistically grinning lips, and the sound of his low laughter sending waves of unparalleled ecstasy coursing through my veins.

Though his ministrations lasted only a few seconds, I was jerked off and palm-smothered almost to the point of climax before suddenly being deprived of his torturously orgasmic touch.


Erick left me there to squirm; unfinished and even more desperate than before. “You'd better find a way out of those knots before I finish all my chores, boi!” the bearded devil warned, once again leaving me to my own fate and allowing me to bask in the knowledge that something truly ominous awaited should I fail to escape in time.

I cried out beneath my gag, uselessly shook my head from side to side in a futile effort to be free of it, and then writhed as best I could in an even more pointless attempt at breaking free. The poignant smell filtering up my defenceless sniff-holes was made all the more unpleasant due to the overpowering stench of feet that now seemed to permanently linger about the room.

“Gmmmmphh!”

I was virtually terrified at the prospect of having to face my burly host’s impossibly foul-smelling footwear again. And yet, the idea of having a smelly-footed Master – especially one as handsome and hunky as Erick – secretly turned me on like few things did. Either Christmas had come early this year or Heaven was a place far more hellish than previously thought! Regardless, I wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. That much was obvious.

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[noarmgr]

Great chapter! The smell torture of Erick's shoe was super exciting! I'm still surprised he did it, hadn't he declined the idea of ​​shoes in one of the previous chapters because it was too stinky? I'm surprised he finally did it without any remorse and without even warning, but it was extremely exciting! I hope to see him go further in this area.

[WhereAmI]

I'm pretty sure that Gas Warfare, including shoes and feet, was outlawed by the Geneva Convention in 1925.

As to all of Jake' squirming and worming around and shouting makes it look like Jake is trying to escape, to the contrary his manhood definitely is showing that he totally enjoys being tied up like a box full of Dynamite ready to physically explode any minute now.

[ShadowHusky]

I'm happy Erick pushed past his misgivings of subjecting Jake to his foot odour. His more dominant, aroused side probably pushed him to delve harder on Jake and who can blame him? Curious to hear a more descriptive take from Jake, rather than putrid; or was the smell so bad that you can't even really describe it because it short circuits your brain...

[justinlogget]

Where would Erick rank on that foot odor ranking scale from Bound & Gagged in a Sleeping Bag?

[squirrel]

Jake must be having the time of his life; tight bondage, nice and neat gag, a muscular gloved captor towering over him, forced to sniff his Master's sweaty shoe... Can it actually get any better?

[bondagefreak]

Where would Erick rank on that foot odor ranking scale from Bound & Gagged in a Sleeping Bag?

Hey Justin. Nice of you to pop in! Haha, I'm afraid I'm going to be leaving that up to your & everyone else's imagination. I'm sure Jake will be able to paint a fuller picture of Erick for you guys as the narrative progresses. For now, I'm going to leave you guys wondering.

On a more important note, welcome to the adventure! This is your first time commenting on a story, and I'm honoured you chose this one. I look forward to seeing your name pop up more often from now on. Just added you to the notification tag list. Cheers!

Don't forget to vote on the poll if you haven't already done so

[GoBucks]

So happy Erick got over his reluctance to have little Jakey take a whiff of his feet!

[Bradstick]

Oh jeez I read this last night and half typed a message without submitting it

I loved the determination Jake is showing in his bondage. His constant attempts at breaking free and testing his restraints. I think my favorite part where was he tried to inch his way closer to the stairs. Not for a hope of escape but to amuse and impress his captor.

Erik was also so hot in this chapter. The periodic checking in and slight tormenting of the boy. His quips about the boy struggling and encouraging him to escape. And the sneaker! That was so hot! Jake is learning a lesson that I think most of all your readers need to learn, just because it’s hot in theory doesn’t mean you want to experience it; Zack’s ass comes to mind

Overall a great chapter and I can’t wait to see what else Erik has in store for his little worm!

[bondagefreak]

* SPECIAL THANKS & QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT *

@thespy @socjuc @Bradstick @4toes @Subboi @ChairBoy @WhereAmI @Volobond @blackbound @Socksbound @gag1195 @ShadowHusky @squirrel @LittleGagged13 @noarmgr @GoBucks

Just wanted to tag those of you who took the time to drop comments recently and thank you all for your steadfast support over the course of this past week. I really appreciate it. Thanks a ton, guys.

Quite a few readers and site regulars unfortunately don't seem to be aware that the recent outage we experienced due to board maintenance was only 36 hours long and that we've been back up for well over a week now. I think I also might be publishing chapters a bit too quickly, leaving most of the readership figuratively "behind" and scrambling to keep up. I'm going to slow my roll a bit. I'll be away for a few days this upcoming long weekend and won't be publishing content during my absence. That should allow readers a bit of time to catch up on the story's latest developments.

A few takeaways from the comments now:

As a practitioner of shibari myself, I can attest that twinky guys do usually find it easier to escape ropes because they can wriggle out, however, I can also attest that a crotch harness is definitely an effective deterrent and distraction.

Hey my friend. It definitely sounds like you and I have some similar and overlapping experiences. Thrilled to know you're still enjoying this and also pleasantly surprised to hear that Erick might be gunning for top spot of my Dom characters. Awesome!

The build-up was so completely worth it, and call me crazy but I adore the usage of a beginner friendly gag. As much as you know me to love all the torturously smelly gags and humiliating situations the subs find themselves in; there is something alluring on its own about beginner sub experience. He's dipping his toes in the water with a pro... Though I still do wanna see him in the deep end~ <3

Glad you enjoyed the beginner-friendly gag, boi. As for that last bit...don't we all

On Erick, him being horrified and ashamed by his own foot odour make him just that much hotter, but one this that took me a bit to grapple with was that someone like Erick knew Shibari. His surface level presentation didn't strike me as someone who would have known that. His use of Shibari, which I'm pretty sure is meant to be used to place the victim in an uncomfortable situation, to tie Jake up comfortably is just breathtaking. The rope wedgie/crotch-rope was an amazing deterrent to keep Jake still, but Erick's tickling seems like it would override the need to stay still anyday.

Anyways, let's see if Erick's jockstrap or socks get used as a gag! Can't wait for the next chapter.

Surface-level presentation, as you call it, is more often than not erroneous. Glad to hear it caught you off guard a bit. Definitely glad to hear you enjoy the binding scene as well. The gag might disappoint a bit, but I'm sure you know the saying "Good things come to those who wait"

Great chapter! The smell torture of Erick's shoe was super exciting! I'm still surprised he did it, hadn't he declined the idea of ​​shoes in one of the previous chapters because it was too stinky?

Hmm, declined? I don't think he declined to do anything. I would say he was merely hesitant about it; most likely out of mixed embarrassment and concern for Jake's well-being. Mind you, had Jake only included one such photo in his stash, Erick most likely would not have tried it. Either way, I'm glad you enjoyed that. I thought you might

This description is so detailed that you can visualise it. Erick is really good at soothing Jake’s angst given it is his first time. I was wondering whether he would tighten up the ropes if Jake had said he was able to breathe too easily.

Thrilled to hear you've been enjoying the descriptions in the last couple of chapters. I really appreciate your steadfast feedback.

[Bradstick]

I'll be away for a few days this upcoming long weekend and won't be publishing content during my absence. That should allow readers a bit of time to catch up on the story's latest developments.

Enjoy your time off sir!

[WhereAmI]

Absence makes the Submissive Boi grow fonder. JAKE will miss you unless you plan on taking him tied up in your trunk

[4toes]

Ohhhh my gaawwd, latest chapter was so hot with the shoe play. Hope Erick's embarassment turn more of something regular as he saw the potential fun of torturing someone with his shoes.

[Msueta@2]

@bondagefreak Fuc@ my friend . Love this story so much . Love the pictures . Love that tie down scene . I would so love to be tied down like that . Naked . Have a hot guy tease me like that . Tape a shoe over my nose .

[thespy]

Haha, "Shoe-boi" is an apt name for little Jake there. I bet those sneakers must really stink, and I'm sure Erick is also enjoying this "foot thing." I can't wait for the next one.

[OrdinaryWorld]

Very hot that Jake was actually struggling with the smell and Erick both a) knew his shoes stunk, and b) was taunting Jake with it haha.

[Pakislol]

Just caught up with the story! I loved the way Jake is stuck in shibari with the hellish crotch harness Big fan with the gag choice, looks like Erick is caring and not letting Jake potentially choke on the stuffing since he is inexperienced. Lastly, the way Erick taunts Jake is very hot! Loved every line about it. Superb chapter as always

[Red86]

Finally caught up on this....... again

Rope is usually one of my less favorite (even though I do indeed like it) items to use, mainly cause of it being time consuming and frankly I haven't master it but I definitely enjoyed the description and him easing Jake into bondage. As for Jake, he should have thought about the shoe stuff a little harder after sampling the hockey bag in the jeep

In all seriousness, it wasn't bad at all to take this long to build to the 1st bondage scene. I may not exactly relate to this type of relationship but I still can appreciate it!

As for the poll, I can't answer it. While I will admit things have somewhat changed within me over the years, especially since becoming more active here, even if I was looking for this type of thing relationship wise, I wouldn't be in Jake's shoes. And while I don't exactly fit into Erik's shoes, I'm definitely more inline with him, then Jake.

[bondagefreak]

Hey guys. I'm back! Glad to see a few of you have caught up to Jake's tale over the weekend. Thanks a bunch for all the great comments and feedback. I really enjoy hearing from you guys. Jake is hard at work producing the next chapter of his account. We shouldn't have to wait too long for Chapter 19 to be published. I can hardly believe we're already almost twenty chapters in.

As for the poll, I can't answer it. While I will admit things have somewhat changed within me over the years, especially since becoming more active here, even if I was looking for this type of thing relationship wise, I wouldn't be in Jake's shoes. And while I don't exactly fit into Erik's shoes, I'm definitely more inline with him, then Jake.

I'm sure you can I totally get what you're saying, but the first and/or last choices would seem fitting for you, no?

[bondagefreak]

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