01 - Bed Bound
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By Darren
Thursday February 22nd 2001 04:18:27
Hi! I'm Darren. I've been looking at this site for a while now and I've decided to tell you about my one and only tie-up experience.
I was about fifteen at the time. I had stayed at my friend's (Russell) house over night while his parents were away. Boys being boys, we took advantage of his parents' absence and got quite drunk. The result of this was that we both both fell asleep on his bed without getting undressed.
I was woken the next morning by a strange sensation on the soles of my feet. I wriggled to get my legs away from whatever was causing this, but I couldn't move - I was lying on my front with each wrist and ankle securely tied to each corner of the bed. Still a bit bleary eyed and hungover, I twisted my head round to find Russell crouched at the end of the bed with a mischevious yet concentrated look on his face. He was gently tickling the soles of my feet.
I asked him what he was doing and he told me that he had always had a fascination with boys being tied up and having their feet tickled, and he'd seen the perfect opportunity to do it to me while I was asleep. Suddenly it hit me - I was completely helpless and at his mercy and he was tickling me on a very sensitive part of my body. He had removed my shoes to find I was wearing quite thin, soft cotton socks - a material that really heightened the tickling sensation, and he knew it.
What surprised me was how expertly he was tickling me. I had no idea I was so ticklish! I continued to squirm and wriggle around trying to get my feet away from him but I was so tightly tied I had no hope of escape. I tried pleading with him to stop but this just made him gag me - a sock stuffed in my mouth and another tied around my head holding it in. I tried again to ask him to stop but realised that the gag was actually very effective and I could not make any understandable noises.
To give my feet a rest, he climbed on top of me, lifted my shirt up and started running his fingers down my sides. This was even worse. I was now frantically bouncing on the bed trying to get away from his fingers at the same time as trying to get my hands and feet free.
After about an hour of alternating between my sides and the soles of my feet, Russell decided to take a photo of me and swore that if I didn't do as he told me, he would photocopy it and circulate it around our school. Then to my relief, he untied me, but soon re-tied me, this time in a simple hogtie, which was every bit as inescapable as being tied to his bed.
Again, with a big smile on his face, he walked around the bed towards my feet and again stroked my soles with a masterful but delicate touch. Oh my God! Somewhere between being untied and re-tied, my feet had become twice as ticklish (if that was possibe). Maybe this was because of the short period of restored circulation. Whatever the reason for it, I was going through hell - or was actually ecstasy. The feeling of the tight bonds around my hands and feet suddenly became exciting. I think I even began to enjoy the foot tickling.
Again this went on for about an hour. Then he surprised me. He untied me and said "now do it to me". He actually wanted be to restrain him and put him through the same torture he had just subjected me to. Naturally I jumped at the chance and within minutes I had him tightly hogtied. I went to tickle his feet. He was wearing thick white sports socks. I thought "this isn't fair - it won't tickle as much through those". Boy was I wrong. From the moment I touched the soles of his feet, he was thrashing around, laughing hysterically. He must be the most ticklish guy in the world. I gagged him the same way he had gagged me and then, to restrict his movement more, I rolled him onto his side and lay on top of him with my head by his feet. I tickled him mercilessly for about an hour - I would have liked it to be longer but I had to go home at some point.
Sadly this experience never happened again as we could not find enough time alone or a place to do it.
I loved the power of having Russell at my mercy and the helplessness of being at his mercy. I would love to try similar experiences so if there are any guys under the age of about 21 living in the Uk who would like to share them with me, then please leave a message on this site.
Darren
UK
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