01 - The Cold Night
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By Kael
Wednesday, August 9th 2006 - 02:34:50 AM
The Cold Night
Hello Everyone, I discovered this site recently and have just now plucked up enough courage to post. This story is one of my first experiences in bondage. It involves me and one of my best friends, Hayes.
I do hope you enjoy it.
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I have been good friends with Hayes ever since we were freshman, although the two of us couldn't be any more different.
Hayes is your typical jock: tall, strong and muscular, competitive and somewhat violent with a tendency to be arrogant and controlling, however, many people would agree that his case is worse than most. He has been known to totally stop a game so as to argue a "bad call" with the umpire himself... it's a good thing he's got talent, otherwise he'd be without a team... but that's another story.
As for me, I'm average height and, although thin, not exactly an athlete.
Since I'd met him, I knew how Hayes was, but I'd never been on the receiving end until this incident.
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Hayes is what some would call "The Outdoorsie Type." He loved hiking, fishing, camping, all that kind of stuff. So when he wanted to go, we went. This time it was a crisp weekend in early October and we were camping in the woods that we usually do.
"Isn't it beautiful out here man?" Hayes asked me.
"Yeah, it is." I replied shortly. We had just finished the tasks one had to do while camping, pitch the tent, build the fire, and I was already sick of it. It was cold, and it had rained the day before so the ground was all wet too. This was to be a miserable experience.
"Come on, let's go for a hike." He said. I sighed and picked up my small backpack, following him through the same trail we hiked every time he got the whim to go camping. As we walked, he pointed out various landmarks and made a remark about each of them. I followed and pretended to listen, throwing the occasional "Yep" and "No, I didn't know that."
By the time we finished the 8-mile trail and got back to the camp, dusk was setting in. We built up the fire and started cooking our dinner. While sitting around the fire, I was shivering it was so cold. Despite the warmer gear I was wearing.
I looked over at Hayes and even though he was wearing shorts, he was still comfortable with the cold, he even took his hiking boots and socks off.
I guess I should work out more.
After freezing for two hours, night had arrived and the full moon lit our little camp site up. Hayes had been making small talk the whole time whilst I shivered. I, finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Hayes, I'm sorry, but I think I'm heading back. I'm freezing and I can't get warm, plus, I didn't get much..."
"No you're not." was his reply.
"Excuse me."
"Kael, you're not leaving. It's not safe for one of us to go off into the night and the other to stay here by ourselves. You're not leaving."
"Sorry Hayes, I can't take it." I said, getting up and beginning to pack my things.
"You're not going anywhere Kael, sit down."
"No."
"Sit down now."
Just as I began to walk away from the campsite, I felt his strong hand grab my feeble wrist and drag me back. "You're not leaving."
"Hayes! Stop being stupid, we've been out here so many times I know my way back by now."
My captor didn't listen as he continued to drag me against my will towards his backpack before pushing me down.
"Listen Kael, I said you have to stay so you have to stay. Sorry if you didn't bring enough gear, but that's too bad. We shouldn't separate in the woods like that."
Before I could react, his bare foot was on my back, pinning me down, while he grabbed my hands and wrapped rope around the wrists.
"Hayes! What the hell are you doing?" I yelled.
"Shhh, shut up. There's other people around!" He whispered.
"No! Let me go right n..." I never got any farther in my speech as he firmly clamped his hand around my mouth. A moment later, he released his hand and just as I was about to protest again, he shoved a wad of cloth in my mouth and tied another around it. It only took a second for me to realize that he gagged me with one of the thick long hiking socks he used that bad and a thick camo bandana.
He then proceeded to tie my ankles in the same fashion that he tied my wrists before finally putting me in a hogtie.
He watched me as I squirmed and laughed. "Serves you right for not listening to me." He then dragged me into the tent and said "It's 2 am. I'm going to sleep and your coming with me."
He put me in my sleeping bag, put on a clean pair of hiking socks and went to sleep.
Needless to say, I didn't sleep well that night. Not only because of the uncomfortable position I was in but I was also afraid of choking on his sweaty socks while I slept, so that kept me up a while.
Hayed woke with the sun and untied me. Although it wasn't funny that night, we had a good laugh about it the next morning.
"That'll show you to listen to me next time I tell you, or next time it'll be worse."
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That wraps up my first story. I welcome comments, both positive and negative so feel free to leave one.
Kael
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Kael's stories
- 01 - The Cold Night (M/M)
- 02 - Kidnapped! (M/M)
- 03 - Capture the Flag- The White Team (MMM/M)
- 04 - Capture the Flag- The Green Team (MMM/M)
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