THE ADVENTURES OF GABRIEL - A COLLECTION OF ACCOUNTS (M/m)

[BoudBoy22]

I have to say that I am very pleased that Jeff used a single wide and very sticky strip of duct tape for his stepson, I really love those details, don't get me wrong, I love the heavy gags in your stories, but one wide and sticky enough strip should do the trick to silence your prisoner.

[bondagefreak]

Oh, this gag is different from those we usually encounter! But that doesn't displease me... I find your description very attractive! A sweaty bandana. It changes but I like it!

Indeed! Jeff usually goes for the most logical and convenient gag, and in this scenario, his trusty riding bandana was by far the most convenient item to use on Gabe's disruptive mouth. On that note, bandana gags aren't all that common here, so hopefully this account will appeal to @Bandanasandrope and some of the other guys who are partial to those items.

I have to say that I am very pleased that Jeff used a single wide and very sticky strip of duct tape for his stepson, I really love those details, don't get me wrong, I love the heavy gags in your stories, but one wide and sticky enough strip should do the trick to silence your prisoner.

I hear you. There's definitely something to be said for realism. The industrial-grade tapes, especially the wider ones, are usually substantially stickier than their commercial counterparts. In this instance, Jeff probably doesn't feel more tape is warranted. He has faith in the effectiveness of the gag. The stuffing changes everything. Glad you got some enjoyment from it!

This story is fantastic. Love how his stepdad isn’t asking him anymore, he wanted his stepson quiet. So he shoved a banana in his mouth and taped it in there with little hesitation. I am eagerly waiting for more to this story!

Welcome to the forum, buddy! So glad to see your name pop up in the comments.
I know you've been on here a long time, but since this is your first post, an official welcome seems in order!

Super stoked that you decided to dip your figurative toe in the action and join us in the comments.
I'm glad you're enjoying this and hope you continue to enjoy the rest. I look forward to seeing more comments from you. Cheers!

[Bandanasandrope]

Absolutely loved that latest chapter. What would make it even better is if he tied another sweaty riding bandana over his nose with a sock under it for smell torture

[DuctTapeObsessed]

Welcome to the forum, buddy! So glad to see your name pop up in the comments.
I know you've been on here a long time, but since this is your first post, an official welcome seems in order!

Super stoked that you decided to dip your figurative toe in the action and join us in the comments.
I'm glad you're enjoying this and hope you continue to enjoy the rest. I look forward to seeing more comments from you. Cheers!

Yeah, I’ve been a lurker on the site for quite a while. A little nervous to dive deep into the community. But I had to voice my support for this one, I want to see how it continues! So thank you for the warm welcome. I do hope I’ll contribute more to this forum from now on.

[bondagefreak]

Yeah, I’ve been a lurker on the site for quite a while. A little nervous to dive deep into the community. But I had to voice my support for this one, I want to see how it continues! So thank you for the warm welcome. I do hope I’ll contribute more to this forum from now on.

The first posts are always the hardest. I know a lot of guys on here have previously confessed initially hesitating to join in, simply due to not knowing what to say or how to comment. It gets easier once the ice has been broken. In any case, depending on whether or not you read/have already read more of my content, you'll come to notice that my stories feature regular opinion polls and reader questionnaires.

I feature those polls not only to get to know you guys (and your respective tastes), but also to make commenting more accessible to those newer/shier readers who would like to join in but don't really what to say or how to do it. Don't hesitate to join in!

Absolutely loved that latest chapter. What would make it even better is if he tied another sweaty riding bandana over his nose with a sock under it for smell torture

Awesome of you to join us, buddy!
I had a feeling this latest chapter would get you back to active posting.
As for your naughty idea, that's fuckin' harsh, mate! I'm not sure Gabriel would approve, but I like the way you're thinking

[bondagefreak]

THANKS FOR ALL THE AWESOME COMMENTS, GUYS.
THIS ACCOUNT WAS SUPPOSED TO FEATURE THREE CHAPTERS BUT WILL INSTEAD BE FEATURING FOUR.

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS ONE. CHEERS!


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[bondagefreak]

AUTHOR'S NOTES
THIS IS A DIRECT CONTINUATION OF OUR NARRATOR'S THIRD ACCOUNT.
IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST ACCOUNT, GO BACK TO THE FIRST PAGE OF THIS THREAD.

AS ALWAYS, READING AT A SLOW PACE COMES HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
RESPECT THE USE OF PUNCTUATION AND PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO WORDS IN ITALIC LETTERS.
THE EXTRA EMPHASIS YOU PLACE ON THEM WILL GREATLY IMPROVE YOUR COMPREHENSION OF THIS TEXT.

GABRIEL'S FOURTH ACCOUNT

BONDAGE INITIATION
PART III OF IV

I struggled in my restraints; wiggling my socked soles around and flailing my hands and fingers wildly in a desperate bid to find some sort of weakness - any weakness - in Jeff's military hogtie. I still remember the sound of his gloved fingers creaking and groaning as he confidently fiddled with the knots; making sure they were all well out of reach before double-knotting and then triple-knotting them tight.

The man professed incredulity at the fact that my spirited attempts to break free had so far yielded no success, but I couldn't for the life of me understand the source of his disbelief, especially seeing as how he'd trussed me up as though he'd been placed in charge of neutralising a serious security threat or a dangerous criminal of some sort. In short, the strict bonds imposed upon me made the ones Mark and I had dished out on Jake and Brendan seem almost amateurish in comparison.

Every time Jeff came back to check up on me, he made it a point of commenting on my progress - or rather lack thereof - tickling me silly, and then reminding me of the threat that loomed above me should I fail to escape from his downright insufferable restraints.

Even more grating was the fact that his thinly veiled threats were usually followed up with some sort of maniacal laughter and additional tickling before finally being backed up with a series of questions he knew damn well I couldn't answer.


"What's that? You tryin' to say something, kiddo?" the burly leatherman teased, placing a gloved hand around the back of my head and grinning proudly as I heaved with exhaustion and attempted - to the best of my ability - to answer one of his previous questions.

The question he'd asked was simple and to the point. It basically consisted of two words - "Had enough?" - something which, in theory, should've required an equally simple response. Much to my own growing frustration though, Jeff feigned ignorance of what I was telling him and derived a special kind of pleasure from intentionally implying the exact opposite of what it was I was trying to communicate.

"Mmgggh phhgg gmmpphh."

"Haha! What?"

"Mmgggh phhgg. Gmmpphh!"

"Oh, you want some more?"

"Mmmmmgggpphh!"

"Hahaha!"


My captor's unwillingness to listen and my continued inability to articulate past his very potent-scented bandana gag ended up having a rather profound effect on me. I was helpless. Truly and utterly helpless.

To the unsuspecting mind, the gag was but a minor part of the package. In essence, it was the finishing touch; much like the icing on a cake or the figurative cherry on a sundae. To the one being bound, however, it was far more than that. Not only was it the final and perhaps the most humiliating part of the puzzle, but I can now testify with utmost certainty that it amplified the feeling of helplessness tenfold! Only then did I come to truly appreciate what my friends and I had put poor Brendan and Jake through.


In any case, you can probably imagine my level of despair and panic when Jeff misheard my vehement attempts to let him know I'd had enough of his tickling and instead, intentionally interpreted them as being defiant calls for outside assistance.

"Oh, it sounds like my little prisoner's tryin' to call for help again. Can't have that now, can we?" he beamed, flashing me a big toothy grin before once again digging his leathery digits into my vulnerable weak spots.

"Mmmgggh phhhgg phhhgg! Mmmgggh phhhgg phhhgg!" I laughed over and over again, finding myself unable to do anything but scream into Jeff's muffling bandana gag.





It continued like that over the course of the next two hours; my burly leather-clad captor alternating between leaving me to my fate and engaging in wild bouts of taunting and teasing. The teasing didn't only come in the form of tickling, mind you. No. Jeff actually made it a point of clogging my nose with his gloved fingers, pinching my nostrils shut, asking me questions which he knew I couldn't possibly hope to respond to, and forcing me to sniff one of my own admittedly very crummy sneakers - both of which were conveniently left on the bed after having been yanked off my socked feet a couple of hours ago.


"Pewww wee!" Jeff at one point laughed, bringing the mouth of my hefty skate shoe up close to his face and giving its gaping maw a single quick tentative whiff before forcing me to do the same.

"Hey, I know! Maybe I should invite a few of your friends over. I'm sure those two twerps you and your other friends tied up last year would loooove seeing you like this and having their way with you." the man teased, causing me to grunt behind my gag and reminding me of the fact that he had seen me willfully tormenting Brendan with the maw of my own shoe.

"Phhhgg mpphh phhggmph!" I shook my head and noisily protested.

"Haha, yeah...I bet they'd have a looot of fun with you." was the last thing he spoke, before forcing me to take another quick whiff of the shoe, ruffling my hair up and then marching his own immensely hulking frame out of the otherwise quiet bedroom.






I must've spent at least another hour just lying there, futilely struggling to reach a knot, flaring my nostrils in the man's earthy duvet and quietly lamenting the cumbersome fabric in my mouth. I predictably squirmed in my bonds and gave the bedroom doorway a nervous look when Jeff unnanouncedly walked in again. But much to my own imminent relief, no bout of tickling or torturous teasing ensued that time.

"Still haven't found a way outta my knots? You'd better hurry up, boy. You're running out of time." the man somewhat ominously warned, before affectionately running his gloved fingers through my hair and alerting me to the fact that he was moving me over to the living room, presumably so he could better keep an eye on me.

I nodded my head 'okay', signalling my approval, but quickly found myself gasping in surprise again - this time taken aback by the ease at which the leather-clad strongman was able to lift me up and effortlessly carry my trussed form out of the bedroom. I swear, it was as if I weighed no more than a pillow to him!


"There. How's that?" he asked, as he placed me down in the centre of the carpeted living room and gently positioned a plush couch cushion under my head.

I moaned appreciatively, once again signalling this was acceptable, and was then awarded another affectionate head-ruffling before the living room stereo system was powered up and the radio turned on.



Jeff spent the entire second half of the afternoon doing his own stuff and just going about his business. He took the trash out, did some dishes, cleaned the barbecue and vacuumed the living room. As for me, I could do nothing but cry out into my gag and laugh unendingly as the burly behemoth playfully mistook me for a giant dust mite and then proceeded to try and "suck me up" by prodding my feet, head and body with the noisy vacuum cleaner's lengthy nozzle-hose.

When finally he stepped out of the house and began pressure-cleaning the wooden patio deck, I screamed; letting out the loudest and most vehement calls for help my lungs and vocal cords could possibly muster.

"Mmmmpphhh! Mmmmmmmmmmpppph!" I cried out and yelled, over and over again.


This was my first real time actually testing my gag, and man oh man did it not disappoint. Not only did even my wildest attempts at spreading my lips apart fail to dislodge the tape, but Jeff, who was only a dozen or so meters away on the other side of the patio doors, remained completely oblivious to my screams.

It certainly helped that my calls were partially drowned out by the sound of his pressure hose and the ambient rock music playing on the radio, but even without that, there was virtually no doubt in my mind that the neighbours wouldn't hear a peep.

It was at that moment I realised what it was like to be a prisoner.

I couldn't get up or walk away. I couldn't reach my phone or alert my mum. I couldn't even call for help or get a word out. I was stuck. I was stuck, trapped, helpless and immobile. Jeff's implacable hogtie was both strenuous and tight. The knots were all well out of reach, and my mouth was packed to the brim with his very own trusty old riding bandana.

There was no calling for help. No chance of alerting anyone to my plight or getting even the smallest of peeps out.
This was it, I knew. This was undoubtedly what being a prisoner felt like. A prisoner, safe and sound at home, yes. But a prisoner nevertheless. Jeff's prisoner.

"Mmmppphh!"

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[sock slave boy]

hahaha, Gab should be thinking it could be worse, his captor could take his own stinky thing to torture him, but he doesn't. Gab better hurry up and get out, staying all night like that must be terrible.

[Stormee]

Finally got caught up now. Seems like Gabriel is biting more off than he can chew. But he chose to stay with it and not back out. Going to be a long day and night for him with Jeff. Can't wait to see how the rest of his bondage initiation goes for him.

[squirrel]

Gabe must be in heaven being tied up and gagged like that! I love Jeff's atitude; the threat to invite Gabe's friends over was brilliant and it must have casued Gabe's heart to beat fast... Also, leaving him alone on the carpet and attending his own stuff was fantastic move. I guess the kid gets the idea what it means to be a prisoner to his stepfather....

[Subboi]

This is a beautiful story. Jeff is sweltering hot. I can’t wait for Gabriel to be 18 for even spicier shenanigans.

[bondagefreak]

THANKS FOR ALL THE AWESOME COMMENTS, GUYS.
HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS ONE. CHEERS!


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[bondagefreak]

AUTHOR'S NOTES
THIS IS A DIRECT CONTINUATION OF OUR NARRATOR'S THIRD ACCOUNT.
IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST ACCOUNT, GO BACK TO THE FIRST PAGE OF THIS THREAD.

AS ALWAYS, READING AT A SLOW PACE COMES HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
RESPECT THE USE OF PUNCTUATION AND PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO WORDS IN ITALIC LETTERS.
THE EXTRA EMPHASIS YOU PLACE ON THEM WILL GREATLY IMPROVE YOUR COMPREHENSION OF THIS TEXT.

GABRIEL'S FOURTH ACCOUNT

BONDAGE INITIATION
PART IV OF IV

My mum's burly fiancé remained true to his word that day. And by that I mean he kept me bound at the foot of the living room couch all afternoon and all evening as well. Jeff ate his supper in peace and silently browsed on his laptop computer. He showed nary a hint of concern for the fact that his girlfriend's teenage son was heavily bound up and gagged into compliance.

It must've been a bit past seven in the evening when the burly strongman finally took his leather gloves and jacket off, revealing his stupendously broad, heavily muscled sleeveless shirt-clad torso.

The leather couch creaked and groaned as he positioned his sizeable rear atop it and plopped his great big hefty frame down; a beer in one hand and a large bowl of salty nachos in the other.


Jeff spent most of the evening watching the football game on TV; the discordant sound of his own noisily creaking riding pants adding to the cacophonic sports commentary that blared out of the living room stereo system. I vividly remember just lying there, helpless; groaning in frustration and huffing in desperation. My limbs ached and my body felt tired. My captor's attention, however, remained almost completely monopolised by the TV, granting me only the rarest and briefest of casual glances from him.

Things only took a turn for the worse when, in his growing desire to relax, the leathery behemoth lazily yanked his boots off.


"Pew wee! Now that's what I call a stinker!" he laughed, putting on a disbelieving grimace and crinkling his nose up.

Jeff gave me no opportunity to pass up the offer or even voice my opinion on the matter. He simply lowered the wide-open maw of his freakishly gargantuan leather motorcycle boot and shoved it over my face, plunging me into the pitch-black darkness of its seemingly bottomless, steaming hot chasm.

"Here. Get a load of that!" the burly man chuckled, inciting me to take a tentative whiff and holding the cavernous mouth of his boot over my face for what must've been five terrifying seconds. Suffice it to say, it was hotter than a furnace in there!

I did as I was told - albeit with much fear and a sizeable amount of self-defeating curiosity. My nostrils flared open in a tentative bid to sample Jeff's boot, but less than a nanosecond later, I knew with utmost certainty that I had erred. And quite badly, at that.

The instant I breathed in, a funk of unparalleled lethality immediately came rushing at my face; its sheer heaviness reminiscent of the strongman's harrowing foot odour, mixed in with the poignant perfume of hot leather - the both of which came together to make up a deadly cocktail of downright atomic proportions.


I coughed, gagging on the stench and quite literally hacking into my gag.

Jeff tossed his heavy boot down to the floor but paid me virtually no heed even as I lay there, my brain temporarily addled and my senses fighting off the urge to be sick. He slowly - and with some difficulty - pulled his other steaming hot boot off, revealing yet another freakishly oversized foot clad in the absolute shittiest-looking sock I'd ever laid eyes on.

My face was still locked into a cross-eyed expression of horror - as a result of having sampled that first boot - by the time the second one was brought to the fore and unceremoniously forced over the entire front of my head.

"Here, try this one. Get your little face in there." Jeff mumbled, pressing the puke-inducing chasm directly over my face for several seconds and then pulling it away only to chuckle and smirk at the sight of me struggling to get away and convulsing wildly in my bonds.

"Hahaha!" the brawny muscleman roared, placing his putrid boot down to the floor and lowering his hand to ruffle my hair up.





I spent the next hour or so struggling like mad to get away, rubbing my tape-gagged face against the floor and trying, for the life of me, to put some distance between myself and the leathery muscle-dilf's hellishly fuming footwear. Jeff, by contrast, remained unbothered and oblivious to it all. He sipped on his beer, flexed his downright crummy-looking colossal socked soles around, and let rip a seemingly endless number of thunderous farts - much to my own unending horror and disgust.

The brute even called my mum at one point; the two of them verbally exchanging about the going-ons of their day and Jeff listening intently as his new fiancé - my mum - went on summing up the tedious highlights of her work-related convention.


"How's the hotel? Hmm uhh. Hmmm. That doesn't sound too bad." Jeff calmly spoke, providing his future wife with occasional reminders that he was listening, even whilst smirking in amusement and trying - somewhat lazily - to clamp the underside of his socked toes atop my wildly flailing face.

"Gabe? Oh, he's doing just fine. No, not at all. He's a good kid. Yeah, he's in the shower right now. Nah, we had a swell time. Might even take him camping this fall. Yeah, I think he'd like that. Hmmm mhh. Alright, babe. I'll let him know you called." he went on, failing to divulge the fact that I was actually bound and gagged at his feet and that I'd been kept like this for the better part of eight hours.


The phone call eventually ended, ironically enough with the two of them wishing each other mushy goodnights even whilst my cartilaginous facial protrusion found itself trapped inside the seated behemoth's suffocatingly putrid socked digits...which - much to my own unending chagrin - I was forced to sniff.

Jeff roared with laughter as soon as the call ended. He laughed as my face went crosseyed and he laughed as I once again began choking on my gag and breaking down into an uncontrollable bout of hysteria.

"Hey, I've got an idea. Maybe I should have you sucking on one of these." he teasingly chuckled, wiggling one of his downright colossal socked soles in front of my face and grinning widely at the amusing cruelty of his own idea. "Might give you some added incentive to try and escape!" he laughed, causing me to break down into another fit and fill the room with muffled panic.


Jeff laughed and chuckled at my demise, but much to my own relief, his threat never materialised.

I was released shortly after the football game - with the clock ticking past the ninth hour of my captivity - and ended up watching some Netflix in my PJs after showering and eating supper.

Jeff and I spoke for a bit. I mean, there wasn't that much to say, especially given the fact that I was physically exhausted and still a bit mentally dazed by the experience. But I guess he felt the need to reiterate that he didn't want me doing any precarious experiments on my own and that I was to come to him if I wanted to try something like what he'd caught me doing several weeks back. He was more than capable of providing me with the constriction I longed for. That much was made amply clear.


"Think you'll wanna come camping with me and the guys later on this year?" he asked, to which I bashfully nodded my head 'yes' - something which signalled a preliminary, if somewhat tentative sign of openness on my part.

Jeff seemed rather pleased with my response.

"Awesome. It'll be fun, you'll see." he spoke, placing a hand on my head and ruffling my hair up affectionately.

"Alright, you enjoy your show. Don't stay up too late. And remember, no illegal downloads." he teasingly laughed, before finally calling it a night and retreating to the privacy of his own bedroom.

And that, ladies and gents, sums up my first-ever real bondage experience. Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did! Be sure to let me know in the comments. I have so much more to tell you...that is, if you're still interested. See you soon, guys!

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[sock slave boy]

great chapter, just missing sock pictures, he would make a very good father or guardian

[GoBucks]

Gabriel's sniffer finally got to know Jeff's scent up close and personal! Love it! It is too bad he didn't follow through on the threat to get his socks washed!

[Pup Wingletang]

I've let a couple of Gabe's accounts slip by uncomment. Time to fix that.

Gabe's tentative first steps with Brendan were beautifully portrayed - all that nervousness, excitement and second guessing as he tries to work out if someone else has the same developing interests as him. Looks like they might be able to have some fun if they get together again.

Jeff certainly didn't hold back when it came to giving Gabe the full experience - a very professional hogtie and an interesting variation on the gag stuffing. He definitely doesn't seem to have deterred Gabe! I particularly enjoyed it when Jeff gave Gabe a bit of trouble with the vacuum cleaner (I'm glad I'm not the only one that can't resist misusing the hose!) and Jeff having a perfectly normal chat with his girlfriend whilst at the same time sticking his feet in Gabe's face whilst he is bound and gagged at his feet! I love the way you bring these sorts of moments into your stories.

Four great accounts now (I thought this was supposed to be a one-shot attempt!) Looking forward to more.

[OrdinaryWorld]

Must say, I just read the fourth part of this sub-story and definitely enjoyed it!
I liked Jeff's cheekiness, and him ensconcing his boot over Gabe's face for a bit

Must say though, was really did it for me, shockingly, was the phone call. The idea of him just making a casual phone call to his fiancée who happens to be his captive's Mum makes it that much hotter. The lying and the humiliation of dealing with that, along with him trying to get Gabe to sniff his toes in the process? Amazing

[squirrel]

A great ending of a brilliant story! I really wonder what Gabe thought when he was forced to sniff his stepfather's stinky boots and socks... Jeff knows well how to tease and mock a guy!

I hope the two will have even more fun during the incoming camping

[vincenzotognolo22]

So gooood bro! I love Jeff’s verbal teasing and the idea of Gabriel sucking on his feet was so hot!

[Boytaped]

Hello, a great series and a very good story. I'm looking forward to the fall camp and what's waiting for it. please continue the story.

[blackbound]

Hey buddy. What d'you mean by that? By no means should you shy away from publishing something just 'cause some common elements already exist in another story. Most stories here and elsewhere have common elements and many of mine are derived and inspired by things I've read in the past. Either here or elsewhere.

I have no doubt that whatever you put out will have its very own distinct "blackbound" twist to it.

I waited just to make sure and it turns out there's not really much overlap, so I went ahead and posted. Thanks for the encouragment; I enjoyed the remainder of Gabriel's adventure as well.

[thespy]

Well sure I'm jealous of Gabe haha... a great story, and I can tell Stepdad was eagerly awaiting to do this, he enjoyed it just as much as poor Gabe did. I bet more fun things are gonna happen between both of those fellas.

[bondagefreak]

Hello, a great series and a very good story. I'm looking forward to the fall camp and what's waiting for it. please continue the story.

Welcome to the adventure, buddy! So glad you could join us.
This is your first comment on one of my tales. I'm honoured!

I don't know if you've read more of my stuff, but if you're looking for more PG-rated content to read, I have a feeling the EASY PREY SERIES might be up your alley. @Stormee and several of the other guys whose stories you enjoy reading are big fans of this series. You may find it enjoyable as well. Let me know if you do!

I waited just to make sure and it turns out there's not really much overlap, so I went ahead and posted.

I went ahead and gave your newest story (BENEFITS (M/M)) a read and enjoyed it quite a bit! Glad you decided to post it and left a comment to that effect. Even had there been overlap, I would've still encouraged you to post it. As previously stated, a lot of the stuff I write about is inspired by things I read in the past. Some of my stories have strong commonalities with @squirrel's and yet that doesn't stop us from doing our own thing and enjoying most of each others' stories.

[bondagefreak]

@Pup Wingletang and @OrdinaryWorld
Haha, I'm glad the vacuum-cleaner/dust mite scene and the ensuing phone conversation had the two of enjoying yourselves.
I know Jeff surely did. And probably Gabe as well, though he wouldn't openly admit it

I bet the two of you would've happily switched spots with him in this instance.

[LittleGagged13]

Nice writing as always!

Gabriel's first proper bondage experience was definitely fun for both Gabe and Jeff!
Gabe must have felt so humiliated being forced to sniff his stepdad's feet while Jeff was on the phone with his mum .

Can't wait to hear more about Brenden and Gabe's new friendship and the upcoming trip.