Stories of Tie Up Games

As for how most of these encounters started, we met online. The conversation started out with the typical awkward greetings, but as we ran out of normal topics, it delved into sexual questions. The mood got quite horny, and before long dick pics had been exchanged. Then I wanted to know what he was into. From his pictures, I got the vibe that he might be one to dominate others, and I found out quite quickly I was right, and better yet, he was into some bondage play too. After realising we both seemed to want the same thing, we set up a night to get together. We decided on my place, this Friday. He seemed quite content with this, and I was looking forward to that afternoon. We continued trading pictures and being sexual for the next few days, and I could spend some time cleaning the apartment.

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I had the TV on a random channel while putting away the dishes when I heard a knock on the door. I rushed to the door and opened it up, and there he was. It was obvious that he was hot, even with his clothes on. He was that ideal twink, a bit above average height, a little muscle, and my favourite, lots of poofy curly hair. I can’t say I didn’t get a little hard, which wasn't the easiest to hide either.

While I was busy being amazed, he perked up and said, “Hey, Aiden! Mind if I step in?”

“Oh, hey Dylan! And yeah, of course!”

He had a small duffel bag with him, and as soon as I noticed it, I couldn’t stop thinking about what he might have brought with him. “You can have a seat on the couch, or we can go straight to the bedroom?”

“I say the bedroom first,” he responded. I led him to my bedroom, and I chose to sit down on the bed and gestured for him to join, but he instead put his bag down and opened it. As he bent over, I couldn’t stop thinking about how fit he was, and the ass he was sporting. While he wasn’t looking, I couldn’t help but rub my erection and dream of what was next. Though I quickly noticed what he was going into his bag for. Something black and glossy flashed in the light, but he ended up pulling out some rope and padded cuffs.

“Hands.” I was caught off guard by the tone change, but I stuck them out. The straps on the cuffs were already undone, and he had them on me very quickly. The same happened with the ankles, and a large bulge was growing in my pants. His domination made me afraid to rub it a little, so I shifted around a little uncomfortably instead. Once he had them tight, he pulled me up and demanded I strip.

I pulled my shirt and socks off first, and as I pulled my pants off, my erection was quite prominent. I pulled my boxer briefs down, and once I had them off, Dylan had me by the arms and flipped me around. He tossed me on the bed and got on top of me. I tried my best to squirm and look behind me, but I was already under his control.

“Oh my god, this is so hot,” I moaned. He looped some rope around my arms and down to my legs. As he pulled it tighter, I was quickly in a hogtie. No one had dominated me quite this well before, and I couldn’t believe the boner I had. “Oh my god, it’s so tight!”

“Good, is there an issue with that?” I couldn’t tell if the question was rhetorical or not, so I shook my head. He moved me to have my head hanging off the end of the bed facing him, and he stepped back to begin taking his clothes off. First, he popped his shirt off, and fuck, was he hot. The perfect abs and muscle. Not too big but definitely not insignificant. He pulled his socks off, and as he stood back up, I could start to see a decent-sized boner of his own. He undid his pants and pulled them down to reveal his quite substantially large bulge. As he bulled his trunks off, his dick popped out, and it was glorious. It gleaned with precum as he jerked it slightly.

“Oh god, it’s so big,” I moaned excitedly. He smiled and looked at me directly before grabbing my head pulling himself towards me. He slid his dick all over my face to cover it in his precum before sliding it into my mouth. It wasn’t insanely girthy, but it definitely filled my mouth. He pushed his way in quite aggressively and I could feel it begin to fill my throat quite quickly. His dick didn’t taste the greatest, but it was soon hard to concentrate on taste when I started to lose my ability to breathe. My face started to turn red, and I started to struggle. After about thirty seconds he pulled back and let me get some air. My mouth was filled with precum, and all I could do was moan.

“You definitely like that, don’t you?” he asked with a grin. Before I could nod, he shoved himself back down my throat, and he continued with this for about five minutes. After I had choked on his dick for long enough, he left me to go to his bag and pulled out a red ball gag.

“No, please, not one of those!” I quickly exclaimed.

“Shut up, fag. This isn’t nearly as bad as what you’re getting later.” He was quite forceful with his words, and the slur turned me on. “Head up, look at me.” He shoved the ball gag into my mouth and moved his hands around my head quickly and with force to tighten it down. I honestly loved the ball gag in my mouth, and I was loving what was happening to me.

Dylan grabbed me by my sides and moved me, so I was face down in the pillows. He got on the bed on top of me and began undoing the ropes. I could feel his throbbing dick against my legs as he struggled to undo them. Once I was free, he positioned me spread eagle across the bed. He made quick work of tying my limbs down, but they were quite tight. I tried to squirm, but he had me tied up well, and I barely moved an inch. He hopped off the bed and I could see him lubing up next to my bedside table.

“Alright, you ready for this?” He asked as he swung his dick. I was honestly nervous about how big it was, but I moaned and nodded in response. “Good, though you didn’t have much of a choice anyway.”

He got up on the bed again and kneeled above me. He tapped my ass with his dick a couple of times and slid it around. It wasn’t long though before he started trying to push it inside my hole. I was expecting him to start with his fingers, but I could tell he wanted to rough me around, and while it was too late to say no to anything, I didn’t mind too much. It wasn’t long before he began pushing even more. I couldn’t help but moan loudly into the pillow and take it. He just kept pushing, going further and further inside me. My eyes rolled back into my head as he began to thrust. He grabbed my waist and used it to force himself in even harder. He laid down on top of me with his head next to mine and continued fucking. The sound and feeling were pure bliss, and his physical dominance was so perfect.

He used me for a while before I felt him dig deep into my skin with his hands. “Ungh, take my fucking cum you bitch,” he yelled.

“Mmph, yes daddy!” is what I tried to say through my gag.

I felt him thrust even harder. It turned me on even more how he was so into fucking me and wanted me to be his. The trusts were so amazing, but it got even better when I felt the pulses of hot cum shooting into me. I moaned and squirmed, but he kept thrusting and cumming, there was so much of it, it was amazing. After what seemed like forever, the pulses slowed, and he pulled himself out.

“What a good fag, you know how to take daddy’s cum quite well.” All I could respond with was moans. “Hah, good. Well now that I’ve had my fun, let’s go over how this is going to work.” He began untying me as he talked. “You’re mine now. For this weekend at least, so I can see how good you are. You’re going to do what I say, and you’re only here for my pleasure. I use you for what I want, and if you’re a good boy you can cum.”

He flipped me over and spread me out with my dick facing upwards this time, and began tying me down again, just as tight as before. “You’ll do what I say, when I say, and be ready to take my dick at all times”

I tried to plead by not much could be said through my gag. “Good. Now that the rules are set, let’s see that dick.” Dylan grabbed my dick and began stroking it gently. “I like to make my fags struggle for a while, so don’t expect to cum for a while.” All that ran through my head was excitement, as I had dreamt of a guy like this for a long time.

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For the rest of the day, Dylan stroked my dick and played with me to keep me happy, as well as make himself hard, as he liked to pull the gag off occasionally, to give me a good choking. He had informed me as well that he enjoyed his subs in latex suits as well, and this only got me more excited for what was to come.

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This is obviously my first time doing this, and I feel like my writing style sucks, so let me know how I did on this and if anyone would even want any more?

First of all, welcome! I saw that this was your first story posted here and it's quite impressive already.

As fun as more fantastical situations can be fun, it's refreshing to read about two adults just having fun and satisfying each other's desires. Dylan is quite a catch and he sounds like such a perfect fit for Aiden.

I'm really interested in seeing their relationship develop and seeing them discover new kinks together so I'm for more of this. Keep up the good work!

This story was amazing, I’m surprised it’s your first story because it’s very well written. It has a great start and I can’t wait to see what you do with the next parts!

For your first story, this is quite a strong start! Welcome among the writers! I know it can feel very intimidating at first, but taking that first plunge is the hardest step!

As for this entry, I wouldn't personally mind a few more descriptions of Aiden and Dylan, but beyond that, I can already tell this is going to be a great story! Aiden already seems well and truly under Dylan's control, and I can't wait to see what Dylan has planned to test his new sub!

Can't wait for more, and again, Welcome!

Well firstly I didn't expect the positive responses, and I appreciate the constructive criticism, and I'll be sure to improve in the next part.

As for the next part, I'm not sure when I'll have it done, but hopefully I stay committed to it to at least finish this story!

This was really good you should be happy with the result. I hope you get inspired to write more

Loved the first part please continue

You're off to an excellent start. Many stories begin with a lot of build up, but you got right to the reason we're here without the preliminaries. I like your style!

I look forward to more from you.

MaxRoper wrote: 3 years ago You're off to an excellent start. Many stories begin with a lot of build up, but you got right to the reason we're here without the preliminaries. I like your style!

Thank you very much! I find I always skip ahead or kinda get off track when there's lots of build up when I read other stories.

After an evening of fun on Friday, my plans for the weekend had been set out by Dylan. He seemed to have all kinds of ideas for me for today and tomorrow, and while I was beginning to have some doubts about inviting him over, this is what I had been wanting for a long time. The anticipation of what he wanted to do certainly excited me, and I began to learn that I really enjoyed having the control over the first encounter taken away from me. The allure of what could possibly be in the bag, and his complete control over what I was in made me want even more.
I awoke the next morning still tied up to my own bed with Dylan asleep beside me. Realising again my inability to move and rediscovering the ball gag in my mouth caused me to get hard again. I wanted to cum so much, but with no way to pleasure myself, I had to settle with watching Dylan sleep. Dylan was probably my dream guy. He was 5’10”, had fairly defined abs, and large, but still ‘twinkish’ muscles. We had rather similar builds, though I was a couple of inches shorter than him. The situation was the same down below, as both our dicks were a solid 7-7½".

As I was beginning to precum a little, Dylan began to awaken, and for a short second, you could see him go through the same realisation as myself when he saw me still tied up. “Oh good, you’re still here. I’m happy to see you’re still enjoying your restraints.”

“Mmph!” I again forgot I couldn’t respond, but I still nodded back to him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll let you out in a little bit.” His erection became quite apparent as he got up off the bed and walked over to his clothes on the floor to grab his underwear. He wore over a pair of bright blue American Eagle trunks that highlighted his massive hard-on amazingly well. After putting them on, he came over to take my cuffs on but still leave them tied to the bed. He got me up off the bed and removed my gag, which was a bit of a relief, as much as I liked it.

“Put on some underwear, preferably something a little used, and nothing more than that,” He demanded, so I quickly obliged. Even without that gag I didn’t respond and just followed his orders. I walked over to my laundry basket and grabbed a pair of long bright green Jockey boxer briefs that I used to cum in a few days previously. The stain was quite apparent, and I was sure it would please Dylan.
The morning was surprisingly chill, as Dylan and I hung out for a couple of hours, though I was still required to wear just my underwear. He had also made sure he had control over my dick and was edging me the entire time. While I made food for both of us, I was sporting a massive dark spot of precum that only served to make me hornier. After those couple hours had passed, Dylan had me go take a shower, under the conditions I didn’t cum. I felt it was a fair deal.
In the shower, I had made sure to be extra clean for Dylan and took a little longer than I usually would. When I stepped out though, I found my underwear absent from the floor, and a glossy black latex suit hanging from my bathroom door. I was quite perplexed and didn’t know what to really do. It was intimidating seeing such a thing in front of me. It didn’t have any zippers at the top to get into, aside from one at the ass and crotch. I felt it and noticed it had gloves and ‘shoes’ that had individual toes both attached to the suit.

I grabbed to suit off the door hook and felt its weight. I thought the only thing to do was try and slide into it. I lifted one leg into the top and slid it in. I sat down on the floor and tried to fit the other leg in. It was certainly a tight fit, and I began to worry about how I would get back out. Sliding it up to my thighs, the panic was beginning to set in a little more, but it only made me harder. It was quite a challenge to fit the neck of the suit over my dick, but the feeling of it being trapped made it even more sensitive. As I worked it on further, all I wanted to do was cum all over the inside of it.

Once the suit was on over my shoulders, it was very tight. There were almost no wrinkles, and my dick had a very prominent outline in the light. The feeling of not being able to feel myself was exhilarating, but the thought of being able to take the suit off still lingered in my head. I felt almost like I was Dylan’s slave, all concealed in Latex, ready to be used.

The door opened and Dylan stood there looking at me, still wearing his blue trunks. “God, you’re such a hot fucking fag in that thing. You're definitely mine now.”

That last statement aroused me, but at the same time worried me with how far he wanted to take this. That worry grew slightly more when I noticed what he had brought with him. In his hands was a whole muzzle with an inflatable gag. I had seen a couple in porn and always wanted to try it, but I was a little scared, not knowing how it worked.

He moved forward to put it over my head, and I froze, not knowing what to do. This proved to be a mistake, as there was little I could do after he put it over my head and in my mouth. While he tightened it, I began trying to stroke my dick through the layers of Latex, enjoying every second of what was happening. Dylan was quite forceful, but once he was done tightening the muzzle and gag, he looked quite pleased with his work. He had also brought with him the accompanying hand pump for the gag.

I moaned and wiggled my body to signal that I wasn’t ready, but he didn’t seem to care. He grabbed the end of the pump and began to inflate it in my mouth. I didn’t think that something like that could be such a turn-on, but I was loving the feeling of the gag. As he continued to fill my mouth with rubber, he reached down with his free hand to grab my rock-hard dick. The view in the mirror of Dylan’s twinkish body grabbing me and dominating me was so hot. He got more aggressive with me, pumping the gag faster and rubbing my cock through the layer of latex over my body.
I was getting extremely close to cumming and started to squirm and moan as he continued. I got louder and louder as he got more aggressive, and I finally felt my dick start to burst with cum. I began thrusting my hips and felt the pulses of cum shooting out into the suit. I could feel the warmth from my cum spread through the suit over my abs, and all I could do was moan and whimper. I loved what was happening to me. I loved having no control over my body.

That was a great chapter, i loved the way you described the latex suit. This story is really good and I can’t wait to see what else you do with it. Great job and happy holidays!

I highly appreciate the focus on underwear in this chapter, particularly Aiden's used boxer briefs.

Also, it's so satisfying to see him excited every time Dylan pushes his limits. This guy's a true sub and reading the delight he gets from being dominated is a real treat.

Another great chapter! I'll admit, latex suits aren't typically my thing, but your descriptions of everything was very well done! And as long as Aiden and Dylan are into it, right? Though I am still curious about what else Dylan has planned!