Father and son captive game (m/M , M/m)

[erfan]

I am Metehan. A relatively lonely boy whose mother died when he was twelve.
After my mother died, I always felt lonely. We lived in the house with my father and my older brother.
Three months after my mother died, my brother was accepted to a university in another city and had to leave us to live in a dormitory. After my brother left, I felt more lonely than ever.
Most days I went out with my friends and rarely stayed at home. Yesterday was my eighteenth birthday and we celebrated with my friends. But tonight they were all at work or invited to a party and couldn't spend time with me. So I was sitting at home and I was really bored.
My father was still at work and hadn't come home.
I walked around the house for a while and stood in front of the mirror. I looked at myself in the mirror and admired myself. I had a pretty good face and my muscles were starting to get toned.



I went to the couch and lay down on it for a while. The door opened and my father came home from work. I looked at him and said:
_ Hello man
My father's name was Omer. He was an attractive man and he was 46 years old. He always wore classic styles and because of his job, which was working in an architectural firm, he always wore a suit. I had a close relationship with him and after my mother died, this relationship had improved. He was always like a good friend to me.



_ Hello, how are you? (Omer)
_ I'm fine, dad, I'm just a little bored (Metehan)
_ Well, we can have a good father-son night and play games or watch a movie (Omer)
_ That sounds like a good idea (Metehan)
He sat down on the couch next to me and leaned back.
He hadn't taken off his shoes yet and his foot was almost close to my face. He was wearing classic black shoes and black socks.



My father noticed that I was staring at his shoes and said:
_ You have been staring at my socks for a while. Do you like them? (Omer)
_ What?? No no! Why should it be like that? I was just thinking about something else. (Metehan)
_ Okay, so let's start our night. What are your plans for tonight? (Omer)
I thought for a while and suddenly an idea came to my mind. I said:
_ Dad, do you remember when I was younger, we used to play cops and robbers and you would capture me and tie me up?
My father thought for a while and said:
_ Yes, I totally remember. Every time I came home from work, you would force me to tie you up and gag you. You really liked that game.
_ Dad, what do you think about playing it tonight?
After those words came out of my mouth, I got stressed. What did my father think of me now? I was no longer the 10-year-old boy I was now, I was all grown up. He must have thought that his helpless son was so lonely that he was looking for attention. But contrary to what I thought, my father smiled and said:
_ If you like it, of course. I miss that game too. Of course, you're older and I need more rope to tie you up.
My father got up from the couch and went to the storage room and said:
_ So I'm going to get some rope
I was sitting on the couch waiting for my father. I was so excited and until an hour ago I really didn't think I would tie a knot tonight.
My father returned with a box. He had taken off his formal jacket and rolled up his sleeves. He was fully prepared to capture me!
He placed the box on the floor and I looked inside the box.
The box was full of rope and tape. My father said with a frown:
_Lie down on the floor and put your hands behind your back
I obeyed him and lay down on the floor and put my hands behind my back. My father knelt on the floor next to me and took a long rope and started tying my wrists. He tied the rope around both my wrists and passed them through them several times to make the loops of the rope tight. He tied a few knots and checked the knots to make sure they were tight.
I wiggled my fingers but the knots were so tight I couldn’t move my hands.
My father took another long rope from the box and went to my legs. He tied my ankles and thighs the same way he had tied my wrists. Then he tied my wrists to my ankles with another rope and tied me hogtie style.
My father went back to the box.
I felt strange, I was completely helpless and I couldn't move even the slightest bit. I could only move my body a little. My legs were tied at the back and top and were fixed.
There was a bulge under my pants and I prayed my father wouldn't see it.
My father came back with a piece of tape and a pair of black socks in his hand and sat next to me and said:
_ Now it's time for the gag
_ No, father, it's not really necessary...mmmmmppppphhh
He put his hand on his mouth and said:
_ Son, I didn't let you talk and it's clear that you need a gag
Then he took his hands off my mouth and brought the sock closer to my mouth. My father said:
_ I know you like my socks, I saw that interest in your eyes, so open your mouth and accept it
I couldn't resist anymore and opened my mouth and my father put his socks in my mouth. The socks were really big and they filled my entire mouth completely. They tasted delicious.
My father took the tape and put it on my mouth and wrapped it around my mouth several times. He smiled and said:
_ Now you are completely helpless! My captive son
He sat on the sofa and lay on the floor right in front of his feet, tied and gagged. He was still wearing his socks and shoes. He turned on the TV and started watching the news. Now that he knew my secret, it didn't matter anymore, so I put my face on his shoe and sniffed. My father smiled and took off his shoes to give me his sock-clad feet. I rubbed my face against his feet and hours passed like that and I slowly fell asleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I tried to move my hands and yawn as usual, but my hands were tied and my mouth was gagged with my father's socks. I just remembered the game last night.
I looked around and saw no one. My father must have been asleep last night and had forgotten about me. I started moaning in my mouth to wake him up:

_ mmmmmmpppphhh mpppphhhhhhhhhh mmmppphh mmphhh mmmmm
My father came out of the kitchen and said:
_ Good morning my son
He was wearing a new suit and was ready to go to work. He smiled and asked:
_ Did you sleep well last night?
I really had the best sleep of my life last night. So I said:
_ ummpphh
_ Okay, now I'm going to free you.
My father untied the ropes and freed me. When my hands were untied, I brought my hand to my mouth and removed the tape from it. And I took out my father's socks, which were now completely wet from my saliva. I smiled and said:
_ Dad, thank you for the game last night
My cheeks turned a little red and I said:
_ I enjoyed it a lot, especially the socks
He winked and said:
_ Son, I enjoyed it too
I laughed and said:
_ Dad, I will definitely take revenge on you and tie you up
He laughed too and said:
_ Sure, my son

[squirrel]

Very nice, short story!

I bet Metehan had a great time being hogtied by his Dad

[erfan]

Chapter 2

It has been a few days since the night my father tied me up with a rope and gagged me with his sock. I still smile at the thought of it and would love to experience it again. I'm so excited tonight because it's my turn for revenge, and I want to tie up my father! I've planned everything and I'm completely ready. I've prepared ropes, tape, and a few of my father's socks, and I'm waiting for him to come home from work.

I hear my father's footsteps and I know he will open the door in a few seconds. I hide behind the wall to surprise him after he enters the house. My heart beats faster from the intense stress. The door opens and my father comes in. He says loudly:

'Metehan, where are you? I'm home.'

I watch him from behind the wall. He looks as handsome as ever! He's wearing a white shirt, a gray suit with a gray tie, and classic brown dress shoes.



My heart beats faster as my father's footsteps get closer. He walks past the wall I'm hiding behind without seeing me. I quietly approach him from behind and, in a quick, sudden motion, I put my hand over his mouth and grab his arms tightly with my other hand so he can't move them. Shocked, my father screams:

'Ummphh! Mpphh! Mmmppphh!'

I press my hand more firmly against his mouth. His stubble pokes into my palm. I push him and throw him onto the couch, then I put my knee on his back to force him to stay still. I take my hand off his mouth so I can tie his hands behind his back with the rope. My father says:

'Metehan, what the hell are you doing?!' (Omer)

'Dad, did you forget? You tied me up and now it's time for revenge!' (Metehan)

'No, son, tonight is not the time for games or for you to get revenge and tie me up! I've been at work for eight hours and I'm really tired.' (Omer)

'Sorry, Dad, but I've been planning this for a few days and I can't wait any longer to tie you up and gag you.' (Metehan)

I tie his wrists together behind his back with the rope. I tie his thighs together near his hips and then tie his calves together as well. I take off his brown leather shoes and tie his sock-covered ankles together with a rope.
I take my father's black sock from his closet along with my own white athletic sock and say:

'Now it's time to gag you, Dad!' (Metehan)

'You're going to be punished for this, Metehan!' (Omer)

I shove both my own sock and my father's sock into my father's mouth and press firmly to fill it completely. Then I wrap the tape around my father's mouth five times. I say:

'Dad, now both my sock and yours are in your mouth, and this is a father-son bond!'

My father looks at me with a frown and groans:

'Mmmphhh... Mmmphhh... Mmmmphhh...
I take another rope and tie my father's ankles to his wrists from behind. I'm amazed at how flexible he is and how far his knees bend from behind. A perfect hogtie!
I look at my father, completely helpless, tied and gagged on the couch. His hands are tied from behind and tied with rope, making his broad shoulders and muscular arms stand out from under his gray coat. He struggles and shakes his body, trying to untie the knots, which makes his hips bob up and down. My God, he's become a beautiful work of art!
My father, who is a grown man and has always been strong, feels strange in this situation where he is now tied up and completely helpless. He can't even say a word and only moans softly.
My dick starts to grow and harden again. I don't want my father to see this scene so I take the tape and wrap it around my father's eyes several times and continue doing this until his entire face is wrapped in tape except for his nose and his eyes can't see anywhere else. Then I take my dick out of my pants and start massaging it gently. A few minutes later I shoot my semen and a few drops of it splashes on my father's legs. I hope that when he changes his suit tomorrow, there won't be that white stain. I turn on the TV and sit down next to my father on the couch and put my father's head on my legs.
As I watch the show, I gently stroke my father's hair and say:

'Sorry, Dad, it's a game and this time it's your turn!' (Metehan)

'Ummphhh.' (Omer)

My father stops struggling and lies there. I gradually fall asleep.

When I wake up in the morning, I realize I fell asleep on the couch in front of the TV last night. The memories of last night come back to me. I had tied up my father! But where was my father now? He had fallen asleep on my lap, all tied up and gagged with dozens of layers of tape on his face, but where is he now? Could he have untied all those tight knots?

I look around and ask loudly:

'Dad, where are you?' (Metehan)

Silence! I go to his bedroom, but he's not there! I check all the rooms, the kitchen, and the bathroom, but he's not in the house!

I start to feel stressed! What happened to him? Oh my God! What had I done?

To be continued...

[squirrel]

Great continuation! I wonder what happened with Dad....

[erfan]

Chapter 3

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called my dad. Damn it! He's not answering. About half an hour passed when the front door suddenly opened. My dad walked in. He had changed his clothes and was wearing a beige suit. He wasn't wearing a tie, and he had on brown loafers. He had a cup of coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other. He smiled when he saw me and said:

"Good morning, my goofy son!" (Omer)

What? How had he managed to untie himself? There were several layers of duct tape around his mouth. How had he removed them without me even waking up? I asked in surprise:

"How did you get untied last night?" (Metehan)

He sat on the couch, took a sip of his coffee, and said:

"Did you really think you tied me up so tight that I couldn't free myself? Last night, after you fell asleep, I quietly and calmly untied the knots on my wrists, then my feet, and removed the duct tape from my mouth. It was that easy! You need to work on your knot-tying skills, Metehan." (Omer)

My confidence vanished. Last night, I thought I had tied him up perfectly securely, and that my dad would be helpless, tied up, and gagged for as long as I wanted. But my dad was stronger and smarter than I had imagined.

My dad laughed and said:

"This morning, after I woke up, I noticed a white stain on my expensive suit and had to change clothes and take that suit to the dry cleaners." (Omer)

My face turned red with embarrassment! Last night, after seeing my dad gagged and struggling, I couldn't control myself. My dad got up from the couch and said:

"I'm running late, and I have to go to the company soon... By the way, your brother's university classes have been canceled for a few days, and he's coming home tonight to stay with us for a few nights." (Omer)

At first, I was happy to hear this news. It had been about a month since I had seen my brother, Fatih, and I missed him. But then I started to feel stressed. I don't know how Fatih will react if he finds out about the bondage games between my dad and me. If he finds out that Dad tied me up and gagged me, or that I tied up and gagged Dad... It was better that he didn't find out about these games.
My dad came toward me and said, "But before I go to the company, I want to get my revenge on you for last night." (Omer)

"What? Dad, wait..." (Metehan)

The box full of ropes and duct tape that I had used to "kidnap" my dad the night before was still on the floor. Before I could object, he grabbed my hands and tied my wrists together behind my back with a rope, threading it through to tighten the loops around my wrists. My dad pulled a pair of his own boxer briefs out of his pocket, which I knew belonged to him. He stuffed the boxer briefs in my mouth and wrapped five layers of duct tape around it. I could taste my dad's musk and sweat. Then my dad lifted me, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me to the kitchen.

How could he lift me so easily? I thought I was too heavy for him to lift anymore. He had a hand under my backside, holding me on his shoulder. With his other hand, he picked up a chair and placed me on it.

He tied my ankles to the chair legs and used more rope to bind my thighs to the chair as well. Then he tied my hands behind the chair, pulling my forearms tightly back and tying them together. My spine was arched backward. My dad used more rope, tying it across my chest to secure my body firmly to the chair.

He picked up the duct tape and wrapped it around my mouth and eyes. My whole face was covered in duct tape. I was completely helpless and restrained, unable to even move my facial muscles.
I groaned: "Mmmmppppphhhh uuummmmpppphhhh mmmmmppphhhhhh" (Metehan)
Well, I'm late, Metehan, and I have to go to the company. But I'm turning this into a competition. If you can untie your hands, feet, and mouth before I get back, I'll let you tie me up one more time. But if you can't free yourself from these ropes and duct tape, we'll never play this bondage game again." (Omer)

"Mmmmppppphhh ummm uuuummmpppppp" (Metehan)

"I'm leaving. Goodbye, son." (Omer)

A few seconds later, I heard the front door close, and I knew my dad was gone.
I tried to loosen the knots on my wrists, but they were too tight. My feet were tied to the chair legs, and the ropes were pulling at my thighs. The crotch of my pants was tight and pressing against me. I struggled and moaned: "Ummmmmpppppphhhh mmmmppphhhh uuuummmm mmmmpppphhhh ooouummmppphhh." My groans echoed through the house.

Five hours had passed, and I had made no progress in untying myself. The ropes had caused the skin on my wrists to burn, and my lips were dry under the duct tape. I was thirsty, and the crotch of my pants was still tight!

I tried to struggle again. I moved my body. In one moment, everything went out of my control, and the chair wobbled and fell hard to the floor with me, and the chair broke!

With the breaking of the chair, the ropes that had tied me to it and bound my feet loosened. I moved my feet and slipped them out of the rope loops. Then I got to my feet and went to the kitchen. With my hands still tied behind my back, I grabbed a knife from the counter and started cutting the rope on my wrists. After I freed my hands, I removed the duct tape from my face. Damn it! There were dozens of layers of duct tape, and it was really painful to pull off my face! Then I took my dad's boxer briefs, which were completely soaked with my saliva, out of my mouth.

I had fallen hard from the chair, and my arm really hurt. The chair was broken, too, but it didn't matter because I had won! This meant I could tie up my dad again! I was so happy.

About an hour later, the front door opened, and my dad walked in with a smirk. He expected to find me still tied up and gagged, but when he saw me cooking, his eyes widened in surprise, and he stared at me and said, "How did you manage to get free? I tied you up so tightly." (Omer)

Then he looked at the pieces of the broken chair and said, "I messed up! I should have chosen a sturdier chair! You won, son!" (Omer)

Then he helped me gather the pieces of the chair, ropes, and tapes from the floor so my brother wouldn't see them.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. It was my brother, Fatih!

To be continued...

[squirrel]

great to see the story continue! So excited to meet the new character

[TightropesEU]

Really good story, I expect more tie up fun between all of them

[owenlewisgrey]

Father-son bonding time is important...