Josh Kidnapped again (MM/mm)
Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2025 6:02 pm
Hey guys, do you remember Josh from this story?
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Josh rubbed his eyes with his hands, exhausted from searching again for any photograph or video that the kidnappers had taken of him. The boy was not sure why he was doing it, maybe in search of a clue to find those guys or maybe because of the morbid curiosity of seeing himself bound and gagged wearing those nice elegant suits he liked so much. Josh didn't want to answer that question if anyone asked him. He looked away from his computer and looked at a photograph on the desk. The photograph had been taken a few months ago, during his vacation on a yacht with his dad. It had been two years since the kidnapping and Josh was now 15 years old. He had grown into quite a handsome young man, almost completely abandoning the boyish good looks of his pre-teen years. In the photograph Josh posed next to his father, wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt, beige cargo pants and sandals with socks. Josh looked at his face, which had elongated a bit, showing sharper, less boyish features. Josh liked his new look.
Suddenly the door opened and his father walked in.
"Are you still looking for those pictures?" he asked.
"Yes, Dad. I need to find out something about those guys. It's been two years and who knows how many kids like me have been kidnapped since then."
That statement caused some stirring in Josh. The prospect of more boys being kidnapped and used to be the bondage models for those men caused him a distant feeling of envy and jealousy that he was embarrassed to admit.
"Son, please forget about those men. Remember what they said, they are probably watching you and I don't want them to kidnap you again" said his father as he stroked his son's shiny brown hair.
"It's okay, dad, you're right. I'll stop looking for more trouble, I'll do it for you" Josh said and shut down his computer.
A couple of weeks later, Josh was adjusting his red tie in front of the mirror. The boy smirked at the sight of his lean, slim figure molded by a nice blue tailored suit. His black shoes dazzled and his white smile and glossy hair gave him the look of a teenage magazine model, which he already was. He and his father had been invited to the wedding of one of his friends. The event would also be attended by modeling insiders, photographers, makeup artists, fashion designers and, of course, models of all ages, including boys and girls Josh's age. The boy was excited by the fact that there would be a girl he had a crush on, whom he met at one of his modeling shoots. Josh also met a new friend, Simon, a rather mischievous and hyperactive 13-year-old boy. Simon's parents had become good friends with Josh's father.
As they arrived at the event everything was lavish and opulent, people in their fanciest and most expensive suits and dresses were wandering around. Josh noticed the girl he liked in the distance and waved to her. Behind him someone spoke to him, it was Simon. Josh turned around and looked at him, he was a black haired boy, slim and of average height. Simon was wearing khaki pants, a blue jacket and a black tie.
"Hey Josh, check this out" said Simon as he showed him the shiny black leather belt buckle of his belt, which featured the head of a horse.
"Cool, I love your cowboy style" Josh said and laughed.
Josh had told Simon that he had been kidnapped two years ago and had promised him to keep the secret. Despite what Josh had expected, Simon's reaction was very different, as the boy was interested and even willing to be kidnapped in some sort of kidnapping game, something that made Josh a little angry. Josh was still attracted to the games where he was bound and gagged, but he didn't dare ask his dad to play together, maybe because of the trauma or because he was afraid of his dad's reaction.
The party continued quite normally although Josh still hadn't had a chance to talk to the girl he liked. After so many hours of drinking soda and champagne, Josh had the urge to go to the bathroom. Simon also said he needed to empty his bladder, in his own words. Both boys headed for the men's restrooms, unaware that behind them were two mysterious men. After peeing both boys chatted happily while washing their hands. Suddenly through the mirror they saw the reflection of a tall, sparsely bearded man in a shiny black suit, holding a gun in his gloved hand.
Josh was just adjusting his shirt tails inside his pants when he saw the guy. Both boys turned around and the man smiled at them.
"Hello, Josh. Nice to see you again" the man whispered.
"I don't know who you are, what do you want?" said Josh, his voice was shaking and he feared for the life of Simon, who was standing paralyzed next to him.
"Did you forget about me that fast? I think we were pretty clear when we told you we'd be watching you. You should be careful what you say, especially if there are people around" the man said.
"I don't know what you're talking about, let us go."
"Sorry mate, I'm afraid you and your little friend aren't going anywhere without us." The man gestured with his head to his henchman, who was stationed by the bathroom door.
"Please don't hurt us," Josh said.
"We won't. Just walk in front of me without making a fuss. You know us, we're not killers but if extreme measures have to be taken, we will.â€
Both boys began to walk ahead of the man with the gun and behind the henchman, who was leading them around the back until they reached the parking lots. At that moment panic seized Simon and he began to scream, but Josh quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
"Easy, easy, easy, Simon. These men won't hurt us if we obey their orders. Remember what I told you, I was already kidnapped the first time and was back with my dad in no time, please relax. Think of this as one of those kidnapping games you wanted to play so badly."
Simon calmed down and Josh removed his hand from his mouth. Josh noticed a third man standing next to a silver pickup truck, the back doors were open. The boys were thrown into the van and the two men climbed in with them. The van started its engine and began to accelerate.
"All right, boys, this will be quick. I want your hands up front where I can see them" said one of the men and together with his partner took a roll of silver duct tape each and began to roll them over the boys' hands until they became silver duct tape fists. After that the boys' hands were placed behind their backs and they could only hear the clinking of metal handcuffs hooked around their wrists.
The kidnappers began to bind the boys' ankles, rolling duct tape over their pant legs.
"Hey, duct tape will damage the fabric of my pants!" protested Josh.
"Relax, kid, where we're going you'll have hundreds of suits like this."
The duct tape was wrapped in a tight wide band around both boys' ankles and then below their knees.
"Sorry to have to do this, but it's protocol" said the kidnapper as he stretched the duct tape in front of Josh while his partner did the same for Simon, wrapping the tape three times around the boys' mouths, smoothing it out with his fingers. The final touch for the captives was a black silk blindfold that was tied over each boy's eyes and knotted behind their heads.
Josh was afraid, not so much for himself, but for Simon, even though the boy seemed enthusiastic about the idea of being kidnapped, this was different and he didn't know how long they would be held captive for who knows where. Simon blindly approached Josh and reached for his hands, although their fists were taped, both boys showed support by clasping their taped hands together as the handcuffs that held their wrists jingled.
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Josh rubbed his eyes with his hands, exhausted from searching again for any photograph or video that the kidnappers had taken of him. The boy was not sure why he was doing it, maybe in search of a clue to find those guys or maybe because of the morbid curiosity of seeing himself bound and gagged wearing those nice elegant suits he liked so much. Josh didn't want to answer that question if anyone asked him. He looked away from his computer and looked at a photograph on the desk. The photograph had been taken a few months ago, during his vacation on a yacht with his dad. It had been two years since the kidnapping and Josh was now 15 years old. He had grown into quite a handsome young man, almost completely abandoning the boyish good looks of his pre-teen years. In the photograph Josh posed next to his father, wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt, beige cargo pants and sandals with socks. Josh looked at his face, which had elongated a bit, showing sharper, less boyish features. Josh liked his new look.
Suddenly the door opened and his father walked in.
"Are you still looking for those pictures?" he asked.
"Yes, Dad. I need to find out something about those guys. It's been two years and who knows how many kids like me have been kidnapped since then."
That statement caused some stirring in Josh. The prospect of more boys being kidnapped and used to be the bondage models for those men caused him a distant feeling of envy and jealousy that he was embarrassed to admit.
"Son, please forget about those men. Remember what they said, they are probably watching you and I don't want them to kidnap you again" said his father as he stroked his son's shiny brown hair.
"It's okay, dad, you're right. I'll stop looking for more trouble, I'll do it for you" Josh said and shut down his computer.
A couple of weeks later, Josh was adjusting his red tie in front of the mirror. The boy smirked at the sight of his lean, slim figure molded by a nice blue tailored suit. His black shoes dazzled and his white smile and glossy hair gave him the look of a teenage magazine model, which he already was. He and his father had been invited to the wedding of one of his friends. The event would also be attended by modeling insiders, photographers, makeup artists, fashion designers and, of course, models of all ages, including boys and girls Josh's age. The boy was excited by the fact that there would be a girl he had a crush on, whom he met at one of his modeling shoots. Josh also met a new friend, Simon, a rather mischievous and hyperactive 13-year-old boy. Simon's parents had become good friends with Josh's father.
As they arrived at the event everything was lavish and opulent, people in their fanciest and most expensive suits and dresses were wandering around. Josh noticed the girl he liked in the distance and waved to her. Behind him someone spoke to him, it was Simon. Josh turned around and looked at him, he was a black haired boy, slim and of average height. Simon was wearing khaki pants, a blue jacket and a black tie.
"Hey Josh, check this out" said Simon as he showed him the shiny black leather belt buckle of his belt, which featured the head of a horse.
"Cool, I love your cowboy style" Josh said and laughed.
Josh had told Simon that he had been kidnapped two years ago and had promised him to keep the secret. Despite what Josh had expected, Simon's reaction was very different, as the boy was interested and even willing to be kidnapped in some sort of kidnapping game, something that made Josh a little angry. Josh was still attracted to the games where he was bound and gagged, but he didn't dare ask his dad to play together, maybe because of the trauma or because he was afraid of his dad's reaction.
The party continued quite normally although Josh still hadn't had a chance to talk to the girl he liked. After so many hours of drinking soda and champagne, Josh had the urge to go to the bathroom. Simon also said he needed to empty his bladder, in his own words. Both boys headed for the men's restrooms, unaware that behind them were two mysterious men. After peeing both boys chatted happily while washing their hands. Suddenly through the mirror they saw the reflection of a tall, sparsely bearded man in a shiny black suit, holding a gun in his gloved hand.
Josh was just adjusting his shirt tails inside his pants when he saw the guy. Both boys turned around and the man smiled at them.
"Hello, Josh. Nice to see you again" the man whispered.
"I don't know who you are, what do you want?" said Josh, his voice was shaking and he feared for the life of Simon, who was standing paralyzed next to him.
"Did you forget about me that fast? I think we were pretty clear when we told you we'd be watching you. You should be careful what you say, especially if there are people around" the man said.
"I don't know what you're talking about, let us go."
"Sorry mate, I'm afraid you and your little friend aren't going anywhere without us." The man gestured with his head to his henchman, who was stationed by the bathroom door.
"Please don't hurt us," Josh said.
"We won't. Just walk in front of me without making a fuss. You know us, we're not killers but if extreme measures have to be taken, we will.â€
Both boys began to walk ahead of the man with the gun and behind the henchman, who was leading them around the back until they reached the parking lots. At that moment panic seized Simon and he began to scream, but Josh quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
"Easy, easy, easy, Simon. These men won't hurt us if we obey their orders. Remember what I told you, I was already kidnapped the first time and was back with my dad in no time, please relax. Think of this as one of those kidnapping games you wanted to play so badly."
Simon calmed down and Josh removed his hand from his mouth. Josh noticed a third man standing next to a silver pickup truck, the back doors were open. The boys were thrown into the van and the two men climbed in with them. The van started its engine and began to accelerate.
"All right, boys, this will be quick. I want your hands up front where I can see them" said one of the men and together with his partner took a roll of silver duct tape each and began to roll them over the boys' hands until they became silver duct tape fists. After that the boys' hands were placed behind their backs and they could only hear the clinking of metal handcuffs hooked around their wrists.
The kidnappers began to bind the boys' ankles, rolling duct tape over their pant legs.
"Hey, duct tape will damage the fabric of my pants!" protested Josh.
"Relax, kid, where we're going you'll have hundreds of suits like this."
The duct tape was wrapped in a tight wide band around both boys' ankles and then below their knees.
"Sorry to have to do this, but it's protocol" said the kidnapper as he stretched the duct tape in front of Josh while his partner did the same for Simon, wrapping the tape three times around the boys' mouths, smoothing it out with his fingers. The final touch for the captives was a black silk blindfold that was tied over each boy's eyes and knotted behind their heads.
Josh was afraid, not so much for himself, but for Simon, even though the boy seemed enthusiastic about the idea of being kidnapped, this was different and he didn't know how long they would be held captive for who knows where. Simon blindly approached Josh and reached for his hands, although their fists were taped, both boys showed support by clasping their taped hands together as the handcuffs that held their wrists jingled.
