Stories of Tie Up Games

This story initially appeared as part of a contest (1000 words or less, here: viewtopic.php?p=169635#p169635 and I'm particularly proud of it as it won me that contest even thought I didn't think I had any chance of doing so. About a year later I did a follow up Is It My Turn Yet? (m/m), set several months later, which did poorly in that it only garnered two comments out of over four thousand views.

Nevertheless, I am now willing to revisit these characters and whatever shenanigans they may be up to picking up from exactly where this story left off.

HOWEVER, the frequency at which new parts appear will depend entirely on how much comments-to-views ratio (not just views, and not just comments, but the actual ratio) this re-posting garners in a more visible area of the forum.

So without further ado, here is Part 1 of



"Simon says, do 10 jumping-jacks."

My brother, named Simon incidentally (and aged 11 like myself), performed my command to the letter. We had just gotten home from soccer practice and were killing time until our sister Roxanne (aged 13) and our mom returned from dance practice.

"Do 10 push-ups."

My brother got in position and started his first push-up when I piped up, "I didn't say 'Simon!'"

"Fooled me, Joe! My turn! Simon says, tie Simon up!"

I sighed.

"Oh, come on! You know I like it. It's fun! You'll be able to play your video games without pestering!"

My brother and I shared a bedroom with one TV and gaming console. We were both into many of the same things: soccer, judo, console gaming, .... Tie up games were not among those.

"You know I'm not interested."

"I'm you're older brother, you should do as I ask."

"Hey! Only by two minutes Mom said."

"I don't get you Joe, we're twins."

"Not identical." I remarked.

The front door opened.

...

Mom, Roxie and Simon had gone out shopping. At eleven years old, I was able to take care of myself and trusted to be left alone. I would take this chance to understand my brother's fascination with being tied up. Having caught my brother on numerous occasions self-tied, gave me some idea of how I should tie myself to try and understand what Simon described as "the joy of feeling helpless at the hands of trusted and caring people."

I fetched his 'toy box' from under his bed and emptied its contents onto mine. I took stock of two judo yellow belts, a couple of old bathrobe belts, various lengths of braided white nylon rope, and a roll of silver duct tape.

Our beds, separated by a shared nightstand, each had a headboard and footboard composed of vertical slats. I hopped onto mine, still wearing my bright blue, over the calf, soccer socks. I grabbed one of the yellow judo belts and tied my ankles together.

The first thing that struck me was the contrast of colours: yellow binding my blue clad legs. The look was more appealing than the pressure I felt on my ankles. I was able to move my knees apart and reposition my ankles such that one ended up over the other with more looseness. Remembering that Simon would also bind his knees together with another belt, then use rope to cinch the first belt between his ankles and tie-it off to the central slats of the footboard, I proceeded to do the same.

My heart pounding, I admired the contrast of yellow and white bindings against bright blue socks. Once more, look was more appealing than feel. I was now 'forced' to keep my legs parallel.

It was while wiggling my toes that I caught a whiff of my feet. That's when the paradoxical sensation of scents being simultaneously pleasant and unpleasant came over me. Without thinking further, I grabbed the roll of duct tape and taped my mouth up with several passes around my head. Wiggling my toes again, once more I caught whiffs of the pleasantly unpleasant stink. Heart pounding faster, a form of euphoria came over me. Without hesitation I took the two lengths of bathrobe belts, and with great difficulty, twisting and turning, I managed to tie one end of each belt to a side post of the headboard; with the free ends, I formed slip knots.

Repositioning myself on my back, I fed each wrist through one slip knot, and pulled until the fabric looped tightly around my wrists. The exertion made me sweat and breathe heavily through my nose. Checking if I could free myself, I was able to just barely reach either wrist with the fingers of my other hand. I was also able to lean up on my forearms, providing me with a good view of my bound legs.

I giggled through my gag. Who knew that this could be so much fun! Simon knew.

The front door opened.

...

"We're back," Roxanne called out. "Mom is parking the car; needs help with the bags."

I tried to pry the knots around my wrists loose with my fingers, but couldn't! The fabric of the bathrobe belts made my attempts to loosen the slip knots near impossible in my reclined position. Having gagged myself, I dared not call out. A flood of mixed emotions washed over me.

"Why don't you go fetch our brother. He's probably wearing headphones."

Footsteps came closer as I tried to release myself to no avail. The bedroom door swung open.

"Roxie! Simon says you got to come and see this!"

I felt my face burn beat red.

"She's probably gone back outside," Simon remarked after a minute. "I'll untie you."

I shook my head and flapped my arms, mumbling unintelligibly.

"You want me to tighten?"

I nod.

"If I do this, you'll have to do it for me too. Deal?"

I nod in agreement. Simon proceeded to undo the bathrobe knots around the headboard posts, pulled them tighter, and knotted them again, my arms now spreadeagled tight. "Simon says, tickle tickle!"

Simon jabbed his fingers into my arm pits, causing me to squirm about, giggling with glee through my gag. A pleasant helplessness came over me. Through my giggles I heard bags dropped on a kitchen counter, and then footsteps approaching.

"Guys! Mom needs us," Roxie called out. "What are you guys ..."

Awkward moments passed as we just looked at each other. Finally, Roxie said "I thought you didn't like tie up games Joe."

"Well, Joe knows better now!" exclaimed Simon.

I nod in agreement once more.

"Hmm, that gives me an idea ..." mused Roxie.

A door opened.

And that is what twin brothers are for, to teach each other new games.

WhereAmI wrote: 2 weeks ago And that is what twin brothers are for, to teach each other new games.

Thanks for the comment @WhereAmI Simon and Joe, will be teaching each other more games for sure. However, I'm not so sure the will like what their older sister has in mind!

Great start! Would love to see what happens next.

Thanks @TightsBound for your supportive comments here and in other threads. A continuation to this story here is definitely in the works, but I will first finish up the second and final part of the October themed one.

Good start.

Will your sister and / or mom get tied up, too in future chapters?

johopp wrote: 1 week ago Good start.

Thanks @johopp, glad you liked the story's intro.

johopp wrote: 1 week ago Will your sister and / or mom get tied up, too in future chapters?

Interesting wording, and I would like to be unambiguous in my answer, so I need to be precise, but TL;DR : maybe/maybe not, but if so, only in an other story thread, not this one, and only if it ever happens to be something I become inclined to write.

So, to be precise and as clear as I hope to be, I (as in the author) am not the first-person narrator (Joe/Joseph). The narration is first-person, but it is important in fictional stories (and the same can also be said of 'true' stories) to not confound author and narrator; the narrator is just a character, like any other, that the author creates.

Therefore, the actual question that I can answer is whether or not Joe's sister, Roxanne, and/or their mother (deliberately unnamed, for reasons of falling within contest's word limit), will get tied up in future chapters.

To understand why I say maybe/maybe not, this story was initially a one-shot, part of a contest under the theme of "Well, I know better now" that had to be told in under 1000 words (title and explanations included), and I wanted it to have an open ending (for the reader to fill in the gaps with their imagination), but still be limited to (and guided by) the gender tags I specified, with the narrator character--who initially never wanted to tie-up his brother Simon (who in turn constantly pesters the narrator about it)--discovering the 'joys' of being tied-up himself, hence "know better". The conclusion to the story implies that his older sister was at least in on Simon's antiques and now has thoughts of her own that both her younger brothers enjoy these games: what those thoughts are, what she knows better now, and how she will act upon that, well you will have to stay tuned to the second part, which will be posted sometime in November.

As for the mother, she was less a character, and just a plot device to have Joe alone for while and make his discovery. (Even here, barring this parenthetical, she gets just a one sentence paragraph. So pathetic of me!)

Also, the main underlying theme in this story is "innocent fun". Even in the other story I refer to in the preamble to this reposted story, Simon and Joe are not malicious to each other, and only tie-up each other because they want to be tied-up. Basically, the later parts to this story will stay under the provided gender tags of "m-solo, m/m and fm/m," so only one of the two boy-twins (Simon or Joe) will ever be tied-up at any given time, and the one tied-up will want it so. No character that does not want to be tied up gets tied-up in this world setting.

Moreover, I've never written any male-topping-female stories before; simply not my interest to do so, even if I do occasionally read some such stories and can enjoy those that I do choose to read and comment on. That could be problematic for me in figuring out just how to write a good innocent fun story in which Roxie's motivations for allowing herself to be tied-up by her younger brothers (who have already been established as actually preferring to be the ones tied up) would make sense in-world. In fact, I'm heavily implying that Roxie is going to tie-up, or keep tied-up, one of her brothers with the help of the other in a continuation of this thread.

So circling back to the question, the answer remains, maybe/maybe not, but if so, only in an other story thread, not this one, and only if it ever happens to be something I become inclined to write!

Interesting start for sure. Looks like someone found out rather quickly that tie up games can be fun. I like the condition under which Simon agreed to tie his brother tighter. I guess their sister can have some nice quiet days when her mom isn’t home and her brother enjoy being tied up as she can just tie them up and leave them to enjoy their predicaments.

Killua wrote: 1 week ago Interesting start for sure. Looks like someone found out rather quickly that tie up games can be fun. I like the condition under which Simon agreed to tie his brother tighter. I guess their sister can have some nice quiet days when her mom isn’t home and her brother enjoy being tied up as she can just tie them up and leave them to enjoy their predicaments.

Indeed, that's where this is heading ...