Escaping My Favorite (M/M)

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I’d like to say I couldn't pick a favorite guy to do TUGs with, but I can't. I had a favorite guy I would meet up with, and it was fully for the sake of vanity. As awful as it is to admit, I found this guy to be just the sexiest man I’d ever had tugs with.

I’ll name him Levi in this story. Levi was on the gay sports team in a town away and he was quite the physical specimen, to say the least. Muscle down to his toes, and dumb as a rock. I think that’s what I liked most about him, he was so into escape challenges. And I loved tying him up, so it was a no lose situation.

We met up in a hotel room near my flat, and we chatted all about how long it had been. Of all the men I tied he was the most frequent, so it had maybe only been a month or so since I last tied him up.

He was excited to get back into ropes, Levi worked a day job in a leasing office. So he was always running around showing properties off to potential tenants, which the idea of him walking around all day got me a little excited.

I have to say if there was one thing that could improve about Levi was the fact he didn’t seem to sweat, like at all. So he never got a musky odor, and his clothes never smelled. Even after a gym visit when I would ask him not to shower.

Which was the same case as today, he drove down right from the gym. And looked marvelous in his gray tank top and black basketball gym shorts, and pristine Nike sneakers with long gray socks. He had one request from me. He asked that I not gag him with his socks he was wearing.

Now I would be lying if I said I had never made a habit of doing this in our past visits. But I couldn’t help it, he was so attractive and it was my favorite gag. But I digress, I assured him I would not. And the reason for this was I wanted him to use them on me.

I had met and tied up Levi honestly maybe eight or nine times. We were going on our tenth and I had never been tied by him. The reason? Well I had so much fun tying him up I always forgot to ask him. I would hint at it, cause he would never escape whenever I tied him. He was horrible at escaping for somebody who loved the challenge.

I gave him some instructions to pull up the chair and have a seat, he did so and I went to work. I liked to tie ankles first, at least for him I did he had long size 12 feet I liked to admire for a few moments in those Nikes while I would wrap his ankles together with my white cotton rope.

Then I would bind his knees together, the chair in question didn’t have armrests or any of the traditional makings for a good tug, so when his bottom half was secured I went behind him and pulled his wrists behind the chair. Wrapping ropes around his wrists I secured them like cuffs.

I asked him to give them a test and he told me they felt fine, I smiled and took another length of rope. This piece I used to connect his wrists frown under the chair to his bound ankles. And added further trappings by wrapping lots of rope around his arms locking him down into the chair.

He squirmed in the chair and I could tell he probably wouldn’t be getting out of this one, even though he assured me he could. He was even so bold to say he would.

Naturally, I couldn’t stand for this kind of arrogance so I dig through my bag for something to shut him up with.

I decided on a few bandannas, his mouth was small so I knew I could make quick work of it. I balled up a navy bandanna and stuffed it in his defiant mouth. He grunted as I pressed my hand over his mouth from behind him. I took a faded red bandanna that had a center knot tied into it and tied it over the stuffed gag. His protest grew less audible. And I finished him off with two last bandannas, both black. One folded and tightly tied over his mouth to make his gag look nice and clean, and the other tied over his eyes.

I watched him shift in his chair, he liked to be tied up for a long period of time so we set up rules where I would tie him up, and I it grew too uncomfortable he was to snap his fingers and I would immediately release him.

Well, about fifteen minutes had passed and Levi was nowhere near his breaking point. I decided to make this TUG a touch more interesting, so I leaned in and started picking at his sides with my fingers.

This sparked a huge jump in his chair, Levi was tremendously ticklish. And in a short time, he was screaming with laughter in his seat. Squirming and howling in his layers of gags.

I broke from tickling him so he could catch his breath and regain his composure.

About five more minutes passed and he wanted out. I obliged and untied him. He told me how much fun that was, and had the nerve to apologize for never being able to escape.

I laughed it off and assured him it did nothing but boost my ego.

I asked him if he would like to change and he did, he was all sweaty and he left the room to put on some new clothes. When he re-emerged I grinned with excitement. See amping this dream boat’s many kinks was the interest in sports gear! He came out in a red and white singlet and was holding his clothes along with his shoes and socks in hand.

He set them aside on the table and he caught my eyes starring at the sweaty grey long socks. He told me "no." to get any funny ideas, he did not want to be gagged with them. As if I would spoil the treat for myself.

I told him to stand up straight and he did. I had a plan, I wanted him to escape this time and I thought I had the plan. I could tell he was getting frustrated in his inability to get out of my ropes, as normally I never take it easy on somebody, but Levi was so adorable I just softened up.

I asked him if he had brought more plastic wrap, and he told me he did! He used up the last of mine a few visits ago and owed me a new roll. So I told him I was going to wrap him in it and he got really excited. I begun prep for mummification, I placed hand towels from the hotel between his ankles and knees. This would keep them from rubbing together, and told him to stand alert with his palms down to his sides.

With that I began to wrap him up in the plastic, wind after wind it stopped at his ankles and a little below his shoulders. He rocked back and forth in the plastic, he was sweating already and it was already starting to perspire inside the plastic wrapping. I took out some duct tape and started to wrap over the plastic I did several around his arms, The a few around his wrists, and legs, knees, and ankles leaving gaps in the plastic.

Finally, I took a white rag from my stash and stuffed it in Levi’s mouth. And then I took the tape and wrapped duct tape around it three times!

I took a step back and admired my work. I knew this wouldn’t hold him, but I wanted Levi to think I thought it would if that makes any sense.

I told him to start his escape and I watched him hop around in the plastic trapping, it was the most adorable thing. He fell over and I jumped to catch him and tossed him back onto the bed. I assisted in pushing his bound body upward onto the mattress. He wiggled around like a worm, moaning into his gag.

About five minutes passed and I was shocked to see, he wasn’t making any progress. All those muscles and he couldn’t even bust through the plastic? I thought for a moment he may not get out and this plan was a total fail. But low and behold he sat up on the bed and the arms popped!

A rush of relief hit me as I watched him dog himself out of the wrap. He was working in such a fever, so please he was finally able to escape something.

Okay so I wasn’t completely honest with him, I just wanted him to have that drive to really give it to me when I asked him to take some revenge on me.

Part 2

Levi sat up and popped up the last of his bindings around his ankles and I walked over and helped him remove the gag.

“I finally escaped!” He exclaimed!

I told him how impressed I was and asked him if he would like to take a turn tying me up. I may have told a little white lie and told him how I haven’t been tied up where I couldn’t escape. And I wondered if he was capable of doing so.

He said he would love to try. And the fish was hooked. Levi asked me to stand up from the bed and I did. He twisted my wrists down behind me to the small of my back. Levi started to tie my wrists up with his own ropes that he had brought these ropes were smaller scaled white cotton rope, I’m pretty sure it was laundry twine.

His knots were pretty juvenile but I had decided I was gonna go with it. He was so into the idea of winning this escape challenge twice I started to plot even more.

He finished tying my wrists and started to bind my ankles in a similar fashion. He pulled the ropes really tight on my ankles and it hurt some.

He started to move me toward the bed and pushed me over, Laing my ankles behind me and started to make a hogtie. A good attempt for someone who is just trying to tie somebody up. Soon my hands and feet were almost touching and he reached for a piece of tape. He ripped off a single piece and moved in to try and play it over my mouth.

“Wait! You think that’ll be enough to keep me quiet?” I asked and he paused.

He was intrigued by the idea of adding to my gag. He said I had a good idea and he just had to find something to use.

“I know last time I used your socks, would be awful if you used them on me.” I was anything but subtle.

You know that is a good idea” Levi said reaching over for that pair of sweaty socks he had stripped off earlier.

Balling them up he crammed them into my mouth. They were long socks and left my mouth bulging. He then used several strips of duct tape to place over them. Like he was patching my mouth shut. Levi has probably the cleanest tasting sweaty socks I’ve ever had in my mouth. I was still thrilled to be gagged by them but I wish they were a touch more whiffy.

He got up and sat in the chair across from me. He was excited to see if I couldn’t get out of his handiwork.

As I started to struggle I kept my wrists hidden. I knew I could get out, the wrapping on my wrists was pretty shitty. I could easily slip my hands out. But Levi was so adorable I didn’t want to see him let down, so I lied. And let five minutes pass by as I play struggled in his ropes.

I mumbled I thought I was stuck, and when I tell you he flipped out. Levi was so excited he had gotten the best of me. He rushed over and looked me over. He bragged as he untied my ankles and then my wrists.

And I sat up and started to peel off my tape gag and spit the socks out. I told him how impressed I was, and told a bald-faced lie that this was the first time I had ever been trapped. He was beaming with happiness. Sadly once all this fun was over it was time to end our day together. We set up our next date and went our separate ways. I would always get a pleasant surprise when I would get a text randomly mocking me over not being able to escape. Oh if he only knew.

[bondagefreak]

[mention]Devilmaymoan[/mention] And another fantastic piece from you.
Congrats, mate! Really enjoying your stuff.

Even though I'm not there, it's easy to understand the fantastic chemistry you and Levi seemed to have during your meetups. He sounds like a great guy. You both do!

You guys are lucky as hell I'm not around to stuff your mouths with my socks though

Really having fun reading your adventures.
Hope there's more to come!

[MaxRoper]

[mention]Devilmaymoan[/mention]
What a great story! Well written, light-hearted, and hot. Having a TUGs buddy is priceless and it seems you've found just the right guy. Thanks for sharing! Definitely looking forward to more from you

[TightropesEU]

Great story, love how you describe the way you tie him up nd especially the way you gag him. And so glad you hinted at him using his sports socks to gag you with. I'm sure I would have done the same.

[cj2125]

What I like avout your stories is how the dynamics changes without the roles chaging. Even when you are the one tied up, it seems as if you were in control since everything happens according to your plan.

It's rare to see that kind of "dom" for lack of a better word. I like your stories!