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Summer Camp Leaders in Trouble (m+/M+, m+/m+, M+/m+, M+/M+) — Chapter 16 added
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AAAAHHHH that can be a problem, Ethan CUMMING to attention when he's tying someone up. So the whole camp will know cum the next TIE-UP day.
To tie you up is human, to tie you up and tickle you is divine. ME 
I enjoy spending time with these three. The way you write it, I could read more of their talk about Stephen King, or similar non-tug stuff.
The bondage part was still fun, though.
The bondage part was still fun, though.
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@WhereAmI He would have to figure something out to avoid that. 
@FelixSH There's going to be more of that in the next chapter and even that conversation about King's "Salem Lot" is going to be finished at some point of the story. If you read/watched it you probably know what scene Jason remembers the best.
@FelixSH There's going to be more of that in the next chapter and even that conversation about King's "Salem Lot" is going to be finished at some point of the story. If you read/watched it you probably know what scene Jason remembers the best.
Chapter 16: Wanna Practice on Me?
As Jason pushed open the cabin door and stepped inside, the sight before him stopped him cold. Cameron’s legs were bound with rope, and Ethan was holding the cord in his hands—it wasn’t clear if he was tightening it or untying it.
“Whoa… what on earth are you two doing?” Jason asked, baffled.
“Nothing, nothing… we were just… uh… how’s the kid who got hurt? Was it serious?” Ethan tried to change the subject.
“He’s fine. I wrapped his hand and he went back to bed. But, Cam… why are your legs tied up? Were you guys playing some game while I was gone?” Jason pressed.
“Ethan just wanted to practice for the next big game. You know he’s not exactly the best at tying up…” Cameron explained with a grin.
“Oh, so that’s what this is. Huh. Funny, you never asked to practice on me. And here I thought we were best friends.” Jason shot Ethan a crooked smile.
“I thought you hated being tied up. Didn’t you almost deck a guy at camp once for even trying? I still don’t know how Cam’s Otters managed to do it,” Ethan said defensively.
“They asked nicely—and I let them. I’d let you too,” Jason replied. Ethan chuckled awkwardly, and silence settled over the room for a moment.
“Sooo… wanna practice on me?” Jason finally blurted out.
“Uh… thanks, but I already practiced on Cameron. Right, Cam?” Ethan deflected. “Yeah, yeah, he figured it out quickly,” Cameron confirmed.
“Well, tying Cam is beginner-to-intermediate level. I’m advanced!” Jason teased, flexing his arms playfully, showing his muscles. Ethan looked over at him—white T-shirt stretched across broad shoulders, denim shorts, and clean white athletic socks. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping rope around them. Swallowing hard, he finally gave in:
“Alright, why not? I bet I can tie you so tight you won’t get free,” he laughed, standing up with two coils of rope in hand.
“Guys, I hate to break this up, but it’s late. Maybe save it for tomorrow? Otherwise we won’t be up before the kids,” Cameron cut in.
“Fine, whatever. You can try tomorrow. Though honestly, those two little ropes won’t be enough for me. You’ll have all day to come up with something better,” Jason said with a challenging grin.
“Oh… Who’s cocky over there?! Deal! Tomorrow night you’re mine,” Ethan replied with a smile, half-teasing, half-menacing.
Soon the three of them settled into their beds. Cameron was asleep within minutes, but Jason and Ethan lay awake, thoughts racing.
Ethan’s mind spun: What else should I bring besides rope? Maybe a bandana? How should I tie him—hogtie, to the bed, arms above his head? And then what? Nothing… why am I even thinking like this? What’s he even going to be wearing tomorrow?
Jason’s thoughts weren’t much calmer: Ugh… why did I even say that? How’s he going to tie me? Hands behind my back, or in front? It’s going to be tight for sure, since I teased him. God, I can’t wait for tomorrow night…
The air between them seemed to hum with anticipation, though neither knew the other was feeling the same way. Eventually, sleep overtook them both.
On Sunday morning, Cameron was the first to wake up. “Come on, guys, we’re already running late!” he called.
“What, already?” Ethan mumbled groggily, while Jason, as the main camp leader, gave the order that since Cameron was up first, he should check on the boys. Jason and Ethan lingered in the cabin a bit longer, stretching and doing a few exercises, avoiding any mention of the deal from the night before. Soon they dressed in their usual outfits: Ethan in a red T-shirt, black shorts, black socks, and black-red Nike sneakers; Jason in a dark green shirt, denim shorts, dark green socks, and black Adidas sneakers.
After breakfast, they went on with the camp cleanup, which wrapped up quickly since most of the work had been done the day before. The highlight of the day was a round of pantomime, suggested by Jason and Ethan after Cameron’s spot-on impression of Dylan the previous evening. The game left everyone laughing, and afterward came a rowdy round of Freeze Tag, giving the boys a chance to run off their energy as the leaders chased them around.
Later that evening, Ethan finished dinner earlier and slipped quietly out of the dining hall while Jason and Cameron stayed with the kids. He crept over to the supply shed where ropes, tools, and gear were stored. His eyes scanned the shelves as his heart pounded. What should he bring? He gathered an armful of ropes of different lengths and thicknesses, grabbed a couple of bandanas, and even a roll of duct tape. His pulse quickened, his nerves sparking. He felt like he was preparing for some kind of crime, like he was really about to kidnap someone.
He carried the bundle back to their cabin, debating: should he lay everything out on his bed so Jason would see he was ready, or stash it all out of sight and play it cool? In the end, he hid the ropes behind his bed and stretched out, waiting for Jason and Cameron to return.
By the time the boys had settled in for the night, Jason and Cameron came stumbling into the cabin, kicked off their sneakers, and flopped onto their beds. Ethan joined in as they laughed about the day’s games.
“Did you see how that kid explained Basic Instinct on pantomime? What are these kids even watching nowadays?” Jason said through laughter.
“I don’t think he has even seen it. He just heard about the movie and wanted to look clever,” Cameron reasoned.
“Eh, let them be. Like we weren’t watching all kinds of crazy stuff at their age,” Ethan added with a grin.
They kept up the banter, but both Jason and Ethan’s thoughts circled back to last night’s deal. Neither wanted to be the first to bring it up, secretly hoping the other, or maybe even Cameron, would. But no one did. Finally, Jason stood.
“I’m gonna take a shower. Got pretty sweaty chasing the kids today,” he said.
Ethan shot him a disappointed look before blurting out, “Hey! What about our deal from last night?” He pulled out the ropes he had hidden.
Jason’s eyes widened. “I thought you’d forgotten. Whoa… that’s a lot of rope,” he muttered, staring at the pile Ethan had prepared.
“What, don’t tell me you’re scared,” Ethan teased.
“Me? Don’t flatter yourself. All the rope in the world won’t help if you don’t know how to tie a knot,” Jason shot back confidently.
Jason sat down again on his bunk while Ethan carried the ropes over and sat beside him. Picking one up, he turned it in his hands, trying to decide where to start. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of his chest. Jason sat there with his arms resting on his knees, watching Ethan and feeling the same nervous excitement building inside.
“This is gonna be fun!” Cameron remarked, pulling his blanket up as if settling in to watch a movie.
“Uhh… Cam, you know I get clumsy when someone’s watching me tie knots. Would you mind stepping out until I’m done?” Ethan asked nervously.
“Oh, come on, Ethan! You’re kidding me, right? …Fine, I’ll take a walk, grab a shower, then come back. Jay, if you need rescuing, just yell and I’ll come running!” Cameron joked, breaking the tension again.
“Deal, bro!” Jason laughed, then turned back to Ethan with a crooked smile. “Want me to step out too, since apparently no one’s allowed to watch you tie knots?”
“No, no, you stay,” Ethan said quickly. He pulled out a black bandana and tied it snugly over Jason’s eyes.
At that moment, Cameron stood up from his bed and headed for the door. Just before stepping outside, though, he noticed something strange on Ethan. He chose not to say a word and slipped out quietly.
“Alright, let’s do this. Should I sit or lay down?” Jason asked.
“Huh… I mean… how rough am I allowed to be?” Ethan asked a little sheepishly.
“Do your worst! I’ll break free anyway!” Jason laughed.
“So confident, huh? Fine, here’s the deal: I’ll tie you the regular way, similar as I did with Cam yesterday. If you manage to escape, that’s it. But if you don’t, then you’ll have to let me tie you again, but this time you’ll get the full treatment I’m preparing for that little jerk and you don’t get to complain. Deal?”
Jason smirked. “Sounds like a challenge… who knows what you’ve got in mind, but I’m in. Deal.”
Ethan grabbed a length of rope and bound Jason’s wrists firmly in front of him, then knelt down to tie his ankles in the same fashion. Jason’s denim shorts hid any sign of arousement, and there was no one who could see Ethan’s.
He helped Jason lie back on the bed, then pulled his arms up above his head and secured them to the wooden bedframe. After that, he tugged his legs down toward the other end and tied them off as well, stretching him out straight.
“Whew, this is a solid stretch exercise,” Jason joked, laughing. Ethan stepped back to check his work, double-knotting and making sure Jason couldn’t reach anything to undo it. It was a simple position—like a big letter I—but if tied well, escape was no easy feat. Finally, Ethan gave Jason the signal: he had fifteen minutes to get free.
Jason started struggling, trying to pull his arms down and legs up, but nothing gave. Still, Ethan noticed he wasn’t really giving it his all. Suddenly, Jason called out, “Caaam, help… mmmph!”
“No cheating!” Ethan cut him off, pressing a hand over his mouth before quickly gagging him with a bandana. That did the trick. Jason began thrashing in earnest, fighting the ropes so hard that for a moment Ethan worried he might snap the old bedframe. But the wood held firm, and even Jason’s full strength wasn’t enough.
Ethan watched intently as Jason strained and sweated, dark patches spreading under his exposed armpits where his green shirt clung.
“Time’s up!” Ethan announced triumphantly, pulling the bandana from his mouth.
“Damn, that was harder than I thought,” Jason admitted between breaths.
“So… you accept defeat? Ready for your penalty?” Ethan asked eagerly.
Jason sighed. “Guess I don’t have a choice.”
- “You agreed, no backing out now.”
- “Fine, fine…”
With Jason conceding, Ethan began untying him—first his legs, then his wrists. Jason sat up, pulling off the blindfold, but Ethan stopped him.
“Nope, that stays on until the forfeit’s done. Hands behind your back, and roll onto your side,” Ethan ordered. Jason chuckled but obeyed.
Ethan tied his wrists tightly behind him with the same rope, then picked up a longer coil and wrapped it around his chest and shoulders, pinning his arms to his body. He helped Jason to lay onto his stomach, then pulled his legs together and sat over them as he bound his ankles, knees, and thighs with long loops of rope. The bindings cinched snugly, layer upon layer. He even considered trying to tie Jason’s elbows together, but realized his roommate’s arms were too muscled for that.
After that, Ethan grabbed a thicker rope and tied Jason into a hogtie, pulling his legs in as close to his hands as possible. Jason stayed quiet, though a few pained grimaces crossed his face. Just when Jason thought it was finally over, Ethan took a longer rope and started looping it over the bandana that was serving as a blindfold. He tied the other end to Jason’s feet and began pulling it tight, forcing Jason’s head to lift off the bed.
“Ouch, dude, wait, wait, this already hurts!” Jason exclaimed.
“Come on, don’t overreact, we agreed you wouldn’t complain, and you won’t be like this for long. You can take it!” Ethan comforted him, loosening the rope slightly so Jason no longer felt pain, though the position was still very uncomfortable.
“I’d talk more with you, but now it’s time for you to see how I felt.” Ethan said quietly, moving close to Jason’s head. Jason then heard the sound of socks peeling off and knew what was coming next.
“No, no, bro, wait! We agreed on tying up, not this…” Instead of an answer, Jason could smell the sweat from Ethan’s black athletic socks as Ethan brought them close to his mouth. He clenched his mouth tightly and began turning his head, but Ethan, learned by his own experience, held Jason’s nose shut and just waited for him to open his mouth to breathe. When that happened, he started pushing the socks inside Jason’s mouth, but then paused and pulled them back, realizing he might have gone too far and that Jason was his best friend, not some little jerk like Noah.
“Sorry, I went too far. I already imagined you were Noah…” Ethan said in a subdued tone.
“Huh… bro, it’s okay. It’s not exactly pleasant, but you know what—I lost the bet and I deserved it, so here, I give up.” Jason said, opening his mouth wide.
Ethan looked at him in surprise, wondering why Jason was letting him do it—willingly. The thought didn’t last long, as he grabbed his socks again, pushed them into Jason’s mouth, and sealed them inside, by wrapping the duct tape he had prepared, gagging him completely. Jason had already thought about pulling the tape off his stubby beard, but instead decided to just enjoy the moment of total helplessness.
“Just one little detail left. It’s necessary to complete the full treatment, but since you agreed to the sock in your mouth, I guess you won’t mind this either,” Ethan said, before taking Jason’s worn Adidas sneaker and bringing it to his nose, then forcing it in place by wrapping the duct-tape around his head several times. Jason mumbled under his gag and shook his head, trying to get it off, but in vain. Ethan sat beside him on the edge of the bed, enjoying the sight, while Jason inhaled the stench from his sneaker and resisted slightly with small movements, unable to make any bigger ones.
Soon, Jason completely calmed down, aware that his freedom was in Ethan’s hands, and he enjoyed that helplessness. Ethan, on the other hand, felt like he had fulfilled a long-awaited dream.
Their enjoyment didn’t last long. After about twenty minutes, Ethan realized that Cameron would be back soon and didn’t want him to see any of it, so he began freeing Jason. Removing the sneaker and gag was particularly painful for Jason, and afterwards he started taking deep breaths of fresh air.
“Ugh, that was disgusting! Whose shoe was that, mine or yours?” he asked.
“Yours! But even mine wouldn’t have been any nicer,” Ethan said with a laugh, removing the remaining ropes from Jason.
“Phew… I’ll have to wash them soon,” Jason replied.
When Ethan finally finished freeing Jason, Jason sat up and began stretching. Ethan asked him, slightly worried, if he was mad about everything.
“Relax… It was gross, but fun in a way. I can see that little piece o f s*** is going to get it. I’ll gladly help you catch him!” Jason commented, after which they started gathering the ropes around the room together and headed for the shower…
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TO BE CONTINUED…
Below is an AI image of Ethan starting to tie Jason up.
As Jason pushed open the cabin door and stepped inside, the sight before him stopped him cold. Cameron’s legs were bound with rope, and Ethan was holding the cord in his hands—it wasn’t clear if he was tightening it or untying it.
“Whoa… what on earth are you two doing?” Jason asked, baffled.
“Nothing, nothing… we were just… uh… how’s the kid who got hurt? Was it serious?” Ethan tried to change the subject.
“He’s fine. I wrapped his hand and he went back to bed. But, Cam… why are your legs tied up? Were you guys playing some game while I was gone?” Jason pressed.
“Ethan just wanted to practice for the next big game. You know he’s not exactly the best at tying up…” Cameron explained with a grin.
“Oh, so that’s what this is. Huh. Funny, you never asked to practice on me. And here I thought we were best friends.” Jason shot Ethan a crooked smile.
“I thought you hated being tied up. Didn’t you almost deck a guy at camp once for even trying? I still don’t know how Cam’s Otters managed to do it,” Ethan said defensively.
“They asked nicely—and I let them. I’d let you too,” Jason replied. Ethan chuckled awkwardly, and silence settled over the room for a moment.
“Sooo… wanna practice on me?” Jason finally blurted out.
“Uh… thanks, but I already practiced on Cameron. Right, Cam?” Ethan deflected. “Yeah, yeah, he figured it out quickly,” Cameron confirmed.
“Well, tying Cam is beginner-to-intermediate level. I’m advanced!” Jason teased, flexing his arms playfully, showing his muscles. Ethan looked over at him—white T-shirt stretched across broad shoulders, denim shorts, and clean white athletic socks. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping rope around them. Swallowing hard, he finally gave in:
“Alright, why not? I bet I can tie you so tight you won’t get free,” he laughed, standing up with two coils of rope in hand.
“Guys, I hate to break this up, but it’s late. Maybe save it for tomorrow? Otherwise we won’t be up before the kids,” Cameron cut in.
“Fine, whatever. You can try tomorrow. Though honestly, those two little ropes won’t be enough for me. You’ll have all day to come up with something better,” Jason said with a challenging grin.
“Oh… Who’s cocky over there?! Deal! Tomorrow night you’re mine,” Ethan replied with a smile, half-teasing, half-menacing.
Soon the three of them settled into their beds. Cameron was asleep within minutes, but Jason and Ethan lay awake, thoughts racing.
Ethan’s mind spun: What else should I bring besides rope? Maybe a bandana? How should I tie him—hogtie, to the bed, arms above his head? And then what? Nothing… why am I even thinking like this? What’s he even going to be wearing tomorrow?
Jason’s thoughts weren’t much calmer: Ugh… why did I even say that? How’s he going to tie me? Hands behind my back, or in front? It’s going to be tight for sure, since I teased him. God, I can’t wait for tomorrow night…
The air between them seemed to hum with anticipation, though neither knew the other was feeling the same way. Eventually, sleep overtook them both.
On Sunday morning, Cameron was the first to wake up. “Come on, guys, we’re already running late!” he called.
“What, already?” Ethan mumbled groggily, while Jason, as the main camp leader, gave the order that since Cameron was up first, he should check on the boys. Jason and Ethan lingered in the cabin a bit longer, stretching and doing a few exercises, avoiding any mention of the deal from the night before. Soon they dressed in their usual outfits: Ethan in a red T-shirt, black shorts, black socks, and black-red Nike sneakers; Jason in a dark green shirt, denim shorts, dark green socks, and black Adidas sneakers.
After breakfast, they went on with the camp cleanup, which wrapped up quickly since most of the work had been done the day before. The highlight of the day was a round of pantomime, suggested by Jason and Ethan after Cameron’s spot-on impression of Dylan the previous evening. The game left everyone laughing, and afterward came a rowdy round of Freeze Tag, giving the boys a chance to run off their energy as the leaders chased them around.
Later that evening, Ethan finished dinner earlier and slipped quietly out of the dining hall while Jason and Cameron stayed with the kids. He crept over to the supply shed where ropes, tools, and gear were stored. His eyes scanned the shelves as his heart pounded. What should he bring? He gathered an armful of ropes of different lengths and thicknesses, grabbed a couple of bandanas, and even a roll of duct tape. His pulse quickened, his nerves sparking. He felt like he was preparing for some kind of crime, like he was really about to kidnap someone.
He carried the bundle back to their cabin, debating: should he lay everything out on his bed so Jason would see he was ready, or stash it all out of sight and play it cool? In the end, he hid the ropes behind his bed and stretched out, waiting for Jason and Cameron to return.
By the time the boys had settled in for the night, Jason and Cameron came stumbling into the cabin, kicked off their sneakers, and flopped onto their beds. Ethan joined in as they laughed about the day’s games.
“Did you see how that kid explained Basic Instinct on pantomime? What are these kids even watching nowadays?” Jason said through laughter.
“I don’t think he has even seen it. He just heard about the movie and wanted to look clever,” Cameron reasoned.
“Eh, let them be. Like we weren’t watching all kinds of crazy stuff at their age,” Ethan added with a grin.
They kept up the banter, but both Jason and Ethan’s thoughts circled back to last night’s deal. Neither wanted to be the first to bring it up, secretly hoping the other, or maybe even Cameron, would. But no one did. Finally, Jason stood.
“I’m gonna take a shower. Got pretty sweaty chasing the kids today,” he said.
Ethan shot him a disappointed look before blurting out, “Hey! What about our deal from last night?” He pulled out the ropes he had hidden.
Jason’s eyes widened. “I thought you’d forgotten. Whoa… that’s a lot of rope,” he muttered, staring at the pile Ethan had prepared.
“What, don’t tell me you’re scared,” Ethan teased.
“Me? Don’t flatter yourself. All the rope in the world won’t help if you don’t know how to tie a knot,” Jason shot back confidently.
Jason sat down again on his bunk while Ethan carried the ropes over and sat beside him. Picking one up, he turned it in his hands, trying to decide where to start. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of his chest. Jason sat there with his arms resting on his knees, watching Ethan and feeling the same nervous excitement building inside.
“This is gonna be fun!” Cameron remarked, pulling his blanket up as if settling in to watch a movie.
“Uhh… Cam, you know I get clumsy when someone’s watching me tie knots. Would you mind stepping out until I’m done?” Ethan asked nervously.
“Oh, come on, Ethan! You’re kidding me, right? …Fine, I’ll take a walk, grab a shower, then come back. Jay, if you need rescuing, just yell and I’ll come running!” Cameron joked, breaking the tension again.
“Deal, bro!” Jason laughed, then turned back to Ethan with a crooked smile. “Want me to step out too, since apparently no one’s allowed to watch you tie knots?”
“No, no, you stay,” Ethan said quickly. He pulled out a black bandana and tied it snugly over Jason’s eyes.
At that moment, Cameron stood up from his bed and headed for the door. Just before stepping outside, though, he noticed something strange on Ethan. He chose not to say a word and slipped out quietly.
“Alright, let’s do this. Should I sit or lay down?” Jason asked.
“Huh… I mean… how rough am I allowed to be?” Ethan asked a little sheepishly.
“Do your worst! I’ll break free anyway!” Jason laughed.
“So confident, huh? Fine, here’s the deal: I’ll tie you the regular way, similar as I did with Cam yesterday. If you manage to escape, that’s it. But if you don’t, then you’ll have to let me tie you again, but this time you’ll get the full treatment I’m preparing for that little jerk and you don’t get to complain. Deal?”
Jason smirked. “Sounds like a challenge… who knows what you’ve got in mind, but I’m in. Deal.”
Ethan grabbed a length of rope and bound Jason’s wrists firmly in front of him, then knelt down to tie his ankles in the same fashion. Jason’s denim shorts hid any sign of arousement, and there was no one who could see Ethan’s.
He helped Jason lie back on the bed, then pulled his arms up above his head and secured them to the wooden bedframe. After that, he tugged his legs down toward the other end and tied them off as well, stretching him out straight.
“Whew, this is a solid stretch exercise,” Jason joked, laughing. Ethan stepped back to check his work, double-knotting and making sure Jason couldn’t reach anything to undo it. It was a simple position—like a big letter I—but if tied well, escape was no easy feat. Finally, Ethan gave Jason the signal: he had fifteen minutes to get free.
Jason started struggling, trying to pull his arms down and legs up, but nothing gave. Still, Ethan noticed he wasn’t really giving it his all. Suddenly, Jason called out, “Caaam, help… mmmph!”
“No cheating!” Ethan cut him off, pressing a hand over his mouth before quickly gagging him with a bandana. That did the trick. Jason began thrashing in earnest, fighting the ropes so hard that for a moment Ethan worried he might snap the old bedframe. But the wood held firm, and even Jason’s full strength wasn’t enough.
Ethan watched intently as Jason strained and sweated, dark patches spreading under his exposed armpits where his green shirt clung.
“Time’s up!” Ethan announced triumphantly, pulling the bandana from his mouth.
“Damn, that was harder than I thought,” Jason admitted between breaths.
“So… you accept defeat? Ready for your penalty?” Ethan asked eagerly.
Jason sighed. “Guess I don’t have a choice.”
- “You agreed, no backing out now.”
- “Fine, fine…”
With Jason conceding, Ethan began untying him—first his legs, then his wrists. Jason sat up, pulling off the blindfold, but Ethan stopped him.
“Nope, that stays on until the forfeit’s done. Hands behind your back, and roll onto your side,” Ethan ordered. Jason chuckled but obeyed.
Ethan tied his wrists tightly behind him with the same rope, then picked up a longer coil and wrapped it around his chest and shoulders, pinning his arms to his body. He helped Jason to lay onto his stomach, then pulled his legs together and sat over them as he bound his ankles, knees, and thighs with long loops of rope. The bindings cinched snugly, layer upon layer. He even considered trying to tie Jason’s elbows together, but realized his roommate’s arms were too muscled for that.
After that, Ethan grabbed a thicker rope and tied Jason into a hogtie, pulling his legs in as close to his hands as possible. Jason stayed quiet, though a few pained grimaces crossed his face. Just when Jason thought it was finally over, Ethan took a longer rope and started looping it over the bandana that was serving as a blindfold. He tied the other end to Jason’s feet and began pulling it tight, forcing Jason’s head to lift off the bed.
“Ouch, dude, wait, wait, this already hurts!” Jason exclaimed.
“Come on, don’t overreact, we agreed you wouldn’t complain, and you won’t be like this for long. You can take it!” Ethan comforted him, loosening the rope slightly so Jason no longer felt pain, though the position was still very uncomfortable.
“I’d talk more with you, but now it’s time for you to see how I felt.” Ethan said quietly, moving close to Jason’s head. Jason then heard the sound of socks peeling off and knew what was coming next.
“No, no, bro, wait! We agreed on tying up, not this…” Instead of an answer, Jason could smell the sweat from Ethan’s black athletic socks as Ethan brought them close to his mouth. He clenched his mouth tightly and began turning his head, but Ethan, learned by his own experience, held Jason’s nose shut and just waited for him to open his mouth to breathe. When that happened, he started pushing the socks inside Jason’s mouth, but then paused and pulled them back, realizing he might have gone too far and that Jason was his best friend, not some little jerk like Noah.
“Sorry, I went too far. I already imagined you were Noah…” Ethan said in a subdued tone.
“Huh… bro, it’s okay. It’s not exactly pleasant, but you know what—I lost the bet and I deserved it, so here, I give up.” Jason said, opening his mouth wide.
Ethan looked at him in surprise, wondering why Jason was letting him do it—willingly. The thought didn’t last long, as he grabbed his socks again, pushed them into Jason’s mouth, and sealed them inside, by wrapping the duct tape he had prepared, gagging him completely. Jason had already thought about pulling the tape off his stubby beard, but instead decided to just enjoy the moment of total helplessness.
“Just one little detail left. It’s necessary to complete the full treatment, but since you agreed to the sock in your mouth, I guess you won’t mind this either,” Ethan said, before taking Jason’s worn Adidas sneaker and bringing it to his nose, then forcing it in place by wrapping the duct-tape around his head several times. Jason mumbled under his gag and shook his head, trying to get it off, but in vain. Ethan sat beside him on the edge of the bed, enjoying the sight, while Jason inhaled the stench from his sneaker and resisted slightly with small movements, unable to make any bigger ones.
Soon, Jason completely calmed down, aware that his freedom was in Ethan’s hands, and he enjoyed that helplessness. Ethan, on the other hand, felt like he had fulfilled a long-awaited dream.
Their enjoyment didn’t last long. After about twenty minutes, Ethan realized that Cameron would be back soon and didn’t want him to see any of it, so he began freeing Jason. Removing the sneaker and gag was particularly painful for Jason, and afterwards he started taking deep breaths of fresh air.
“Ugh, that was disgusting! Whose shoe was that, mine or yours?” he asked.
“Yours! But even mine wouldn’t have been any nicer,” Ethan said with a laugh, removing the remaining ropes from Jason.
“Phew… I’ll have to wash them soon,” Jason replied.
When Ethan finally finished freeing Jason, Jason sat up and began stretching. Ethan asked him, slightly worried, if he was mad about everything.
“Relax… It was gross, but fun in a way. I can see that little piece o f s*** is going to get it. I’ll gladly help you catch him!” Jason commented, after which they started gathering the ropes around the room together and headed for the shower…
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TO BE CONTINUED…
Below is an AI image of Ethan starting to tie Jason up.
Hehe, fun how Jason is totally ready to go next.
Nice one, and I like how Ethan has a good time. Jason too, but he didn't have to deal with the lottle shit.
Nice one, and I like how Ethan has a good time. Jason too, but he didn't have to deal with the lottle shit.
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@FelixSH Yeah, I think they both equally enjoyed it.
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WhereAmI
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Noah is in trouble now, with both Ethan and Jason ready to encase him in rope. But Noah deserves it so who cares? 
To tie you up is human, to tie you up and tickle you is divine. ME
@WhereAmI That's right!
I've just finished reading chapter 10, it's an awesome conclusion of the first season. Very excited for the next chapters.
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Glad to see another great long-running story. Just read the first three chapters, but glad to know there's much more in store!
@axo949 I hope you'll enjoy season 2 as well.
@Bondwriter Thanks! Currently there are 16 chapters, but I still haven't finished the story, so there will be more. Feel free to share your thoughts on chapters you've read so far and what were your favourite parts.
@Bondwriter Thanks! Currently there are 16 chapters, but I still haven't finished the story, so there will be more. Feel free to share your thoughts on chapters you've read so far and what were your favourite parts.