THE TWINK & THE JOCK (M+/M) *NEW CHAPTER FEB 13*

[bondagefreak]

Oh wow. I honestly was not expecting such a quick and warm reception. Seeing as how the finale of "AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE" aired some six months ago, I thought interest in these guys and their shenanigans would have waned a little.

I also expected some disappointment at the sequel opener pointing towards Mark wanting to turn the tide on Brody. I hoped that would not be the case, but I was fully prepared for it. Glad to be proven wrong!

That being said, I know many haven't caught up yet, but thanks a ton to everyone signalling their presence in the comments. In the hopes of securing your interest and "hooking in" those of you who may be a bit on the fence about the whole hazing plot, I'm going to drop Chapter 2 much earlier than expected. It also pleases me to announce that interactive polls will feature more heavily in this sequel. Stay tuned, folks. Part two is right around the corner.

[4toes]

Niiiiice!! Really really love reading your stories. I really like how you opened the story and the recap really helped reminding us past events. Looking forward to the future chapters.

[JHunt1290]

* THE ADVENTURE CONTINUES *

Oh, but before we get started with what he and Sammy have been up to in recent weeks, I'd like you guys to scroll up and answer the new thread poll. As usual, comments & observations are more than welcome. A belated happy 2026 to all of you!

A very belated happy new year to you too @bondagefreak ! I'm pumped the story is about to continue and thanks for the tag. I'll go check out the new thread poll and answer

[bondagefreak]

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CHAPTER INDEX
A "CLICK-TO-READ" LIST OF CHAPTERS DESIGNED TO MAKE FINDING SPECIFIC SCENES A LOT EASIER

TEAM BONDING EXPERIENCE

THE TWINK & THE JOCK

CHAPTER 2 - COLLATERAL DAMAGE

Matt unwittingly cemented our tentative plans that day, not only by confirming Brody's absence but also by letting us know that the brawny behemoth wasn't due back until this evening. That left Hunter, Chad and myself plenty of time to work out a viable plan and begin setting things into motion.

Matt wasn't the only problem we were faced with, though. Sammy's presence - and the complications it entailed - didn't even cross my mind until Hunter casually brought it up. He was right. It did complicate things, though, not quite to the same extent that Matt's shifting allegiances did.

Sammy was not an equal. He wasn't a member of the team, he wasn't our age, and he most certainly was not a jock. Even though he shared the captain's bed, it was plainly obvious to all that he was at the very bottom of the figurative food chain. As such, it would've been highly inappropriate for him to witness the takedown of his betters – be it Matt or Brody.


Sammy's presence during the hazing would've definitely added a layer of humiliation, but the idea of him participating in the ordeal – even as a neutral observer – was downright unthinkable. Witnessing the humiliation of his superiors would elevate him beyond his station and, as such, weaken the hierarchy. That was unacceptable.

For the sake of keeping Matt and Brody's authority intact, the communal dorm twink would need to be removed, or at the very least, stashed away for the duration of the hazing.




As soon as Sam was done preparing Matt's lunch and tidying up the kitchen, I summoned him into the smelly bedroom Chad and Hunter shared. You should've seen how promptly the unsuspecting lad answered those summons.

I watched his approach and watched as Hunter quietly positioned himself behind the slightly gaping bedroom door.

Oblivious to the improvised ambush that was about to be sprung, the diminutive dweeb crossed the threshold, only to be scooped up from behind and lifted a full foot off the floor.

Sam instinctively gasped, but before he could even think of getting any sort of protest out, the bedroom door was shut, and his harrowed face found itself instantly besieged by the absolute broadest of muffling palms.


Star quarterback Hunter had virtually no trouble carrying my scrawny stepbrother across the cluttered bedroom and keeping his panicked whimpers at bay. He sat himself on the edge of his dishevelled bed, huge arms and thighs very easily keeping the confused twink from pulling away.





Sam just sat there; his feeble arms crushed down against his sides, the back of his head pressed up against the front of Hunter's wide chest, and his meagre thighs and legs tightly sandwiched between the hunky quarterback's immensely large ones.

Hunter resorted to using only a fraction of his strength. Much like Chad, his large hands and overdeveloped arms were not used to physically handling such fragile prey. The thick-limbed stud was all too aware that even a small miscalculation on his part could seriously injure the twink. Keeping him safely contained required more focus, more control, and far more restraint than what he was normally accustomed to. The effort required was mental rather than physical.



We never told Sammy why he was being targeted, but the perceptive tyke was no doubt intelligent enough to gather that something larger was afoot and that he was not being punished for bad behaviour.

That, once again, complicated things a little. Chad was harsh, impulsive and hardly known for his mercy – in fact, he was known for the exact opposite. But one thing he generally wasn't was unfair.

The hulking captain demanded nothing short of unwavering obedience. But he was not in the habit of dishing out unwarranted discipline. Much to my own initial surprise, he seemed almost hesitant to drop a harsh verdict on the irreproachably compliant twink who served as his personal consort.



"What do we do with him?" Hunter queried, calmly prompting Chad and I to make up our minds, while he sat there, keeping the comparatively puny twink from mounting an escape or posing any questions.

Chad said nothing at first. He got up, slowly walked over to them, and placed a large hand atop his protégé's dome before noisily huffing through his nostrils, almost as though forced to make a decision that went against his better judgment.

"Mmm phh mmmggp phhh..." Sammy tried pleading, giving the tattooed superhunk a set of big puppy eyes whilst trying to piece together what the hell was happening.

Chad allowed his beefy fingers to gently caress the helpless twink's hair for a moment longer, but he provided the boi with no answers or verbal reassurances before turning around and telling us he was open to suggestions.

Sam tried establishing communications with his Master multiple times after that, but Chad merely ignored the repeated attempts at garnering his attention, and Hunter chose not to permit them. It took a while, but Sammy eventually did come to terms with the fact that trying to speak past the star quarterback's bear paw-sized palm was a pointless endeavour. Once the realisation sank in, he sorta gave up and went quiet.



The three of us – Hunter, Chad and I – spent the next several minutes debating what to do with our prisoner. Stashing him in one of our big gear bags seemed like the easiest and most logical option, but Chad seemed a tad uncomfortable with the idea, even though he knew it was Brody's go-to method for transporting Sammy to and from the dorm.

Even by our standards, "gear sacking" - as we liked to call it - was considered harsh, not only because our gear bags stank to high heavens, but also due to the fact that it implied a very tight and very uncomfortable hogtie for the one being sacked.

The option of sacking Sammy in one of their gear bags was viable, but seeing as how the twink had been on his best behaviour and had done nothing to warrant such harsh treatment, our captain remained open to other, potentially less severe options.



"We could roll him up in my sleeping bag and hide him in the closet." Hunter eventually suggested, before going on to add that no one would hear him in there.

Sammy's opinion was not solicited, nor were his increasingly labourious sniffs given any heed. He just sat there, eyes fixed on the jumbo-armed quarterback's immensely smothering palm as we casually discussed what to do with him and openly contemplated the idea of stashing him away inside his secret ex-crush's supremely musky bag.

The dark green sleeping bag, which had spent the last several years serving as a comforter atop Hunter's bed, smelled absurdly strong. Much like the captain's own sleeping bag-turned-duvet, it gave off a decidedly poignant musk that betrayed years of constant use. But more than anything, its potential lethality lay not in its odour, but in its mind-boggling heft.

Hunter was right, of course. No one would hear Sammy's calls for help from within his or Chad's outrageously hefty bags. Even less so if we tied him up and packed his mouth beforehand. Then it would simply be a matter of rolling him into Hunter's trusty old sleeping bag and securing five or six straps around the cocooned lad's swaddled form. That would easily guarantee his containment throughout the potentially lengthy hazing ordeal.


Though Hunter did not seem particularly enthused by his own suggestion, it stood out as a good compromise between comfort, security, and silence. The pair of immensely thick sleeping bags, which served as heavy comforters atop his and Chad's respective beds, would indeed make for a very secure, very effective stashing.



At any rate, we were just about to collectively opt for letting the brawny quarterback bind and stash the little dweeb when my phone buzzed to life. It was a response to a text message I'd sent a few minutes prior.

Texting Andrew to see if he was currently free and available to "babysit" had been my idea. And though stashing Sammy away in the bedroom closet remained a viable option, Chad didn't hide his preference for my stepbrother's complete removal from the upcoming hazing.

Temporarily shipping the little guy to another apartment was the best way to ensure his continued obliviousness and, by extension, preserve the hierarchy. We had no intention of letting him witness Brody's much-deserved humiliation. Better that he remain entirely unaware of the whole affair.


"Andrew just answered. He's at his place." I informed my two colleagues, before getting up from my seated position on Chad's bed and telling them not to do anything with the helpless captive just yet.

"I'll go speak to him and see if he's willing to help. I'll be back in a few minutes." I told them, accepting Chad's nod as a sign of silent approval.

The last thing I saw as I slipped out of the cluttered bedroom was my stepbrother's hopelessly dwarfed face engulfed in Hunter's mammoth hand. Poor runt, I silently thought to myself. He just couldn't seem to catch a break.

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[sock slave boy]

Great chapter! Poor Sammy, but I understand why they want to exclude him. I think simply locking him in a sewing bag and putting him under the bed or in the closet is the easiest option, but I suppose they're afraid he'll hear noises and get the wrong idea.

In any case, Mark has faith in his teammates. The last time he left that apartment to see Andrew, I remember Sammy immediately finding himself in a bad situation.

If I were Sammy, I wonder what I would do, coward that I am, haunted by the thought of what happens next.

[squirrel]

Restrained by brute strenght and silenced by a huge sweaty palm.... Sammy is not going anywhere until his fate is decide What a fantastic scene...

[Tsuhaya]

It seems that Hunter is more cunning than we thought. I hadn’t even considered Sammy as a potential risk if he were to witness the upcoming events.
It looks like the side effects of Mark’s revenge are going to put the little boy in trouble. I hope he’s left in good hands, or maybe feet . Andrew really does seem like the best option.

Thank you for the chapter, sir!

[Guardianbound]

Mark is cute and hot, not sure why he was too shy to show his face for so long. Glad that you're writing and publishing new chapters again.

[socjuc]

Well I must say they are really thinking it through....what to do with Sammy, and preserving the natural hierarchy. Much thought to keep the balance in the group.....

Sammy's predicament is intriguing lol, Do we honestly think that Andrew will watch over him nicely or do we really think he will take advantage of the fact that nobody is around(unfiltered with no group dynamics at play) and u know have a little fun? oh sorry that is just me swirling ideas

Now Brody, I am stoked to hear what this whole payback will be like, but I got a feeling with all these thorough preparations, we all are going to be enthralled with what happens there Can't wait!

[Bound Down]

I hope we get to see some of Sammy's time with Andrew before the Brody take down!