Dave : 01 - My First Bondage Experience (f/mm)
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01 - My First Bondage Experience
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By Dave
Saturday, October 27th 2001 - 09:38:46 PM
My First Bondage Experience: Introduction
My First Bondage Experience
Chapter 1
Introduction
By Dave
When I was young, I loved to see girls and boys tied up and gagged helplessly on TV. I would receive a rush of excitement through out my body, and I would become very exited. I always wanted to tie a girl or buy up, and then have them tie me up. But, I thought I was weird. I thought I was the only who was like this. I felt like a loser, and that if I ever told anyone about this, I would be shunned by society. Then...then, I found this site. I have read this site for years, and for years to come. And since then, I have had many, many Bondage experiences, and after they were finished, I recorded EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM in my diary. I have recorded total of... well, A LOT. This post is of my first experience, when I first found out that others liked bondage, or actually, to be tied up, because then I never knew of its official name. Anyway, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show, err, I mean story...
* * *
I was 13 at the time of my first bondage experience. I am 14 now. I had, well, I still have, brown spiked hair with blond high-lights and brown eyes. I was 5'2 at the time and weighed 85 pounds. At 13, puberty had just began. It was in its early stages, and I had no idea what was ahead in the next year. Bondage experiences, adventures, and relationships with girls. All my life, I have always been known by girls as the "cute" boy, and not the "hot" guy. *Shrugs* Women, who knows? Anyway, since I was 12, I have always been trying to impress girls. I started to spike my hair, only wear abercrombie, and I tried to make myself this "jock." (I still do J).
8th grade was half-way over, and Christmas vacation had started. I live in New Jersey, so at winter it becomes truly freezing. I have this passion, or I guess fetish, for goose down jackets. Now, you probably are thinking, "what a loser," but we all have our kinky turn ons. Okay. So, according to my diary, it was Saturday, December 4, 2000. I can remember every occurrence of that day. It would be the day I discovered that other people had this "strange" passion for bondage, and they day I would find this site. It was a typical Saturday morning; wake-up, eat breakfast, watch TV etc. But, this morning, something felt different. I mean, of course, school was out for the winter, and it has snowed over 7 inches last night, but still, something filled the atmosphere. I kind of sensed that today I would tied up for the first time.
* * *
As I was devouring my bowl of Froot Loops, the phone rang.
"I got it!" I remember yelling. I picked it up, and heard the enchanting voice of my girlfriend, Sarah.
"Hey hun!" She answered in reply to my hello. "Watcha doin today?"
"Um, actually, nothing really!" I replied.
"Perfect!" She replied. "Can you come over in a few minutes pleeeease?"
"Definitely! Lemme ask my Mom." I place the phone carefully on the counter. "HEY MOM! CAN I GO OVER TO SARAH'S HOUSE TODAY!?"
"YEA WHATEVER. JUST BE HOME BY 6! YOUR FATHER HAS AN IMPORTANT DINNER PARTY TONIGHT, HERE! I WANT YOU TO TAKE A SHOWER AND GET IN A COAT AND TIE BEFORE IT STARTS! IT STARTS AT 7!" She yelled in reply.
"GOT IT!" I replied. "CYA!"
"DRESS WARNLY HUNNY! ITS COLD!"
"OKAY, WHATEVER!" I replied. Like I was going to leave without my Goose Down Jacket. I quickly put the cereal and mils away, and put my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher. I picked up the phone, again. "Okay, she said its all right, I'll be right there." Sarah lived right down the street from me, so it was conveniently a short walk.
That's when it hit me! I was still in my PJ's! I dashed up the stairs, ran into my room, threw off my clothes, and yanked my drawers open. "BLAST!" I shouted. I couldn't find anything good looking to wear for Sarah. T finally found a yellow abercrombie tee-shirt, and some cargo shorts from abercrombie as well. Yea! I know it was freezing outside! But that's all I could find, some shorts and a tee-shirt! I ran to my bathroom, quickly threw some gel in my hair, and in a hurry, I spiked it. Forgetting my socks, I threw on my sneakers, and ran down the stairs. I opened the closet, took my blue Nuptse Goose Down Ski Jacket from the North Face, threw it on and zipped it up to my chin, then began my long treacherous (not really, just trying to descriptive) journey to her house.
I stepped outside a breeze of cold air burned my face. "Should have dresses warmer" I thought to myself. I stuffed my frozen hands into the warmth of the Goose Down pockets on my jackets, and continued onward. My breath was visible as I made my way to her house. With each step, a "crunch" could be heard as my shoes crushed the snow on the street. Finally, I saw her house. I made my way up the driveway, and onto her porch. Reluctantly, I pulled one hand out of the warmth of the goose down, and rang the doorbell. The sexiest face answered.
"Hey cutie." Said Sarah.
"Looking good hun." I stepped in. She has her brown hair up in a pony tail, and had a white tank top covering her upper body. Equipped were a pair a blue jeans on her legs.
She gave me a peck on the cheek, and hung my Goose Down Jacket on the coat hanger. She threw herself back startled. "OH MY GOD! Aren't you FREEZING out there with only shirt and shorts on with the protection of a mere jacket?"
I chuckled. "Nope!"
"Men." She sighed. "Follow me sweetie up to my room."
We trotted up the stairs, and made our way to her room. As I stepped in, I stood in shock. Sitting there, on the floor, was my best friend Scott. His hands were tied behind his back with a strip of rope. His feet were bound together at the ankles with the same type of rope, and they lay out in front of him.
"HAHA!" I cracked up. "What the hell are you doing Sarah? Why'd you tie him up?" I was trying to hide the fact the I was getting sexually excited. I would be so embarrassed if my two best friends found out my Bondage fetish.
"David! Thank god you're here! Unite me man! Your girlfriend is insane!" Yelled Scott. (No he wasn't gagged).
"David! Sit down next to your friend!" Ordered Sarah. I did as she said. What!? You wanted me to put up some resistance? I WANTED TO BE TIED UP!
"Uh, okay! Just don't hurt my friend." I replied. She wouldn't ever hurt us, I was just pretending that she was a kidnapper, and she was holding us for ransom. She started to play along with me. At that moment, I feeling of relief filled me. I realized that my own girlfriend, had that same passion, the love, that...that...that obsession! She, like myself, loved Bondage. We just had a moment of staring at each other, until finally Scott interrupted us.
"Um. HELLO? Are you two going to move on?" He shouted.
I snapped out of my trance.
"Oh, uh, yea! I almost forgot!" I said.
"Sit down David! Sarah ordered, returning her kidnapper character voice. "And of you don't, your friend Scott here, will get it!"
"Oh god, David sit down!" Yelled a worried Scott. "Who knows what women can do!"
I sat down. She crept behind me, pulled my hands behind my back, and knotted them together at my wrist with a length of rope, similar to the way Scott had been bound. She checked the knot, concluded that it was tight enough, and preceded to approach my ankles. Like she had done with Scott earlier, she pulled my legs strait out in front of my, and tied my ankles together with another length of rope.
"There." She said, satisfied. "If you two want to get out of here alive, I suggest you don't try and escape. If you even make a peep, I will be sure to gag you." OH MY GOD I WANTED TO BE GAGGED!
"Let us go, whoever the hell you are!" Yelled Scott. Wait a minute. Did he want to be gagged as well? Did he have that same Bondage fetish like Sarah and I. Yes he did is what I found out later, but, then, I had no idea.
"You asked for it wimp!" Sarah yelled. With that, she pulled a white bandanna from her drawer, pried his mouth open, put it in his mouth, then tied it back, behind his head.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" He cried.
"Ack! Let him go you swine!" I yelled at her in character.
"Ah! So you want to be gagged as well young fool? HA!" And she pulled a another white bandanna from her drawer. It looked exactly the same as the one in Scott's mouth. "Open wide." She ordered. Hell, I want to be gagged, so I opened my mouth without any resistance. Like before, she shoved it in my mouth, then tied it back, behind my head. She checked the knot to make sure it was tight enough, then came back around to admire her work.
"Mmmmmmmmmph!" We both yelled.
"HAHA! I"ll see you two later! I will go downstairs and watch some TV." She was now out of character. She was no longer the kidnapper character, she was herself, Sarah. She was really serious, she was going to go downstairs and watch TV! She grinned, waved, then slammed the door behind her.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" We both yelled after her. We struggled for a few minutes, and finally gave up. Time passed slowly, and after what seemed like an hour, was really only 2 minutes. We heard her foot steps trot back up the stairs, and the door swung open.
"I'm back! Did you miss me? There was nothing good on TV, so I decided to come back and talk with you guys." She said.
"Mmmmmmmmmph!" I yelled.
"What's that? You want to hog-tied?" She taunted.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" I yelled.
"I am just kidding hun. You guys have been good. I'll untie you."
She did as she said. And after we were released from our bonds, we went downstairs to watch some TV. Finally 6 o'clock approached, and it was time for me to leave. I zipped up my Goose Down jacket up to my chin, waved good-bye, and made my way back home.
That day was the best day of my life. That night I went online to look up "Tied-up" and this site was the 1st result. Ever since then, I have been a frequent visitor, but have been too shy to share stories. With the attacks on September 11, I felt I could trust you guys.
This is the first out many bondage experiences I had with Sarah and Scott. I hope you enjoyed it! I will be sure to post more!
Author's Note- These names, except for mine, have been changed for the safety of the name's possessor. Does anyone know any good bondage sites with young boys. I try and search for "Young Boys in Bondage" on Excite, but they consider young to be "18 years old." When I say young I mean 14 and under. Please, no porno. Also, are there any good goose down fetish sites! Please reply! Thanks!
Next Chapter: My First Bondage Experience: Revenge
Dave
Daveman630@aol.com
USA
__________________________________________________________________________
Dave's stories
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section
01 - My First Bondage Experience
Story index at the bottom
By Dave
Saturday, October 27th 2001 - 09:38:46 PM
My First Bondage Experience: Introduction
My First Bondage Experience
Chapter 1
Introduction
By Dave
When I was young, I loved to see girls and boys tied up and gagged helplessly on TV. I would receive a rush of excitement through out my body, and I would become very exited. I always wanted to tie a girl or buy up, and then have them tie me up. But, I thought I was weird. I thought I was the only who was like this. I felt like a loser, and that if I ever told anyone about this, I would be shunned by society. Then...then, I found this site. I have read this site for years, and for years to come. And since then, I have had many, many Bondage experiences, and after they were finished, I recorded EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM in my diary. I have recorded total of... well, A LOT. This post is of my first experience, when I first found out that others liked bondage, or actually, to be tied up, because then I never knew of its official name. Anyway, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show, err, I mean story...
* * *
I was 13 at the time of my first bondage experience. I am 14 now. I had, well, I still have, brown spiked hair with blond high-lights and brown eyes. I was 5'2 at the time and weighed 85 pounds. At 13, puberty had just began. It was in its early stages, and I had no idea what was ahead in the next year. Bondage experiences, adventures, and relationships with girls. All my life, I have always been known by girls as the "cute" boy, and not the "hot" guy. *Shrugs* Women, who knows? Anyway, since I was 12, I have always been trying to impress girls. I started to spike my hair, only wear abercrombie, and I tried to make myself this "jock." (I still do J).
8th grade was half-way over, and Christmas vacation had started. I live in New Jersey, so at winter it becomes truly freezing. I have this passion, or I guess fetish, for goose down jackets. Now, you probably are thinking, "what a loser," but we all have our kinky turn ons. Okay. So, according to my diary, it was Saturday, December 4, 2000. I can remember every occurrence of that day. It would be the day I discovered that other people had this "strange" passion for bondage, and they day I would find this site. It was a typical Saturday morning; wake-up, eat breakfast, watch TV etc. But, this morning, something felt different. I mean, of course, school was out for the winter, and it has snowed over 7 inches last night, but still, something filled the atmosphere. I kind of sensed that today I would tied up for the first time.
* * *
As I was devouring my bowl of Froot Loops, the phone rang.
"I got it!" I remember yelling. I picked it up, and heard the enchanting voice of my girlfriend, Sarah.
"Hey hun!" She answered in reply to my hello. "Watcha doin today?"
"Um, actually, nothing really!" I replied.
"Perfect!" She replied. "Can you come over in a few minutes pleeeease?"
"Definitely! Lemme ask my Mom." I place the phone carefully on the counter. "HEY MOM! CAN I GO OVER TO SARAH'S HOUSE TODAY!?"
"YEA WHATEVER. JUST BE HOME BY 6! YOUR FATHER HAS AN IMPORTANT DINNER PARTY TONIGHT, HERE! I WANT YOU TO TAKE A SHOWER AND GET IN A COAT AND TIE BEFORE IT STARTS! IT STARTS AT 7!" She yelled in reply.
"GOT IT!" I replied. "CYA!"
"DRESS WARNLY HUNNY! ITS COLD!"
"OKAY, WHATEVER!" I replied. Like I was going to leave without my Goose Down Jacket. I quickly put the cereal and mils away, and put my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher. I picked up the phone, again. "Okay, she said its all right, I'll be right there." Sarah lived right down the street from me, so it was conveniently a short walk.
That's when it hit me! I was still in my PJ's! I dashed up the stairs, ran into my room, threw off my clothes, and yanked my drawers open. "BLAST!" I shouted. I couldn't find anything good looking to wear for Sarah. T finally found a yellow abercrombie tee-shirt, and some cargo shorts from abercrombie as well. Yea! I know it was freezing outside! But that's all I could find, some shorts and a tee-shirt! I ran to my bathroom, quickly threw some gel in my hair, and in a hurry, I spiked it. Forgetting my socks, I threw on my sneakers, and ran down the stairs. I opened the closet, took my blue Nuptse Goose Down Ski Jacket from the North Face, threw it on and zipped it up to my chin, then began my long treacherous (not really, just trying to descriptive) journey to her house.
I stepped outside a breeze of cold air burned my face. "Should have dresses warmer" I thought to myself. I stuffed my frozen hands into the warmth of the Goose Down pockets on my jackets, and continued onward. My breath was visible as I made my way to her house. With each step, a "crunch" could be heard as my shoes crushed the snow on the street. Finally, I saw her house. I made my way up the driveway, and onto her porch. Reluctantly, I pulled one hand out of the warmth of the goose down, and rang the doorbell. The sexiest face answered.
"Hey cutie." Said Sarah.
"Looking good hun." I stepped in. She has her brown hair up in a pony tail, and had a white tank top covering her upper body. Equipped were a pair a blue jeans on her legs.
She gave me a peck on the cheek, and hung my Goose Down Jacket on the coat hanger. She threw herself back startled. "OH MY GOD! Aren't you FREEZING out there with only shirt and shorts on with the protection of a mere jacket?"
I chuckled. "Nope!"
"Men." She sighed. "Follow me sweetie up to my room."
We trotted up the stairs, and made our way to her room. As I stepped in, I stood in shock. Sitting there, on the floor, was my best friend Scott. His hands were tied behind his back with a strip of rope. His feet were bound together at the ankles with the same type of rope, and they lay out in front of him.
"HAHA!" I cracked up. "What the hell are you doing Sarah? Why'd you tie him up?" I was trying to hide the fact the I was getting sexually excited. I would be so embarrassed if my two best friends found out my Bondage fetish.
"David! Thank god you're here! Unite me man! Your girlfriend is insane!" Yelled Scott. (No he wasn't gagged).
"David! Sit down next to your friend!" Ordered Sarah. I did as she said. What!? You wanted me to put up some resistance? I WANTED TO BE TIED UP!
"Uh, okay! Just don't hurt my friend." I replied. She wouldn't ever hurt us, I was just pretending that she was a kidnapper, and she was holding us for ransom. She started to play along with me. At that moment, I feeling of relief filled me. I realized that my own girlfriend, had that same passion, the love, that...that...that obsession! She, like myself, loved Bondage. We just had a moment of staring at each other, until finally Scott interrupted us.
"Um. HELLO? Are you two going to move on?" He shouted.
I snapped out of my trance.
"Oh, uh, yea! I almost forgot!" I said.
"Sit down David! Sarah ordered, returning her kidnapper character voice. "And of you don't, your friend Scott here, will get it!"
"Oh god, David sit down!" Yelled a worried Scott. "Who knows what women can do!"
I sat down. She crept behind me, pulled my hands behind my back, and knotted them together at my wrist with a length of rope, similar to the way Scott had been bound. She checked the knot, concluded that it was tight enough, and preceded to approach my ankles. Like she had done with Scott earlier, she pulled my legs strait out in front of my, and tied my ankles together with another length of rope.
"There." She said, satisfied. "If you two want to get out of here alive, I suggest you don't try and escape. If you even make a peep, I will be sure to gag you." OH MY GOD I WANTED TO BE GAGGED!
"Let us go, whoever the hell you are!" Yelled Scott. Wait a minute. Did he want to be gagged as well? Did he have that same Bondage fetish like Sarah and I. Yes he did is what I found out later, but, then, I had no idea.
"You asked for it wimp!" Sarah yelled. With that, she pulled a white bandanna from her drawer, pried his mouth open, put it in his mouth, then tied it back, behind his head.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" He cried.
"Ack! Let him go you swine!" I yelled at her in character.
"Ah! So you want to be gagged as well young fool? HA!" And she pulled a another white bandanna from her drawer. It looked exactly the same as the one in Scott's mouth. "Open wide." She ordered. Hell, I want to be gagged, so I opened my mouth without any resistance. Like before, she shoved it in my mouth, then tied it back, behind my head. She checked the knot to make sure it was tight enough, then came back around to admire her work.
"Mmmmmmmmmph!" We both yelled.
"HAHA! I"ll see you two later! I will go downstairs and watch some TV." She was now out of character. She was no longer the kidnapper character, she was herself, Sarah. She was really serious, she was going to go downstairs and watch TV! She grinned, waved, then slammed the door behind her.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" We both yelled after her. We struggled for a few minutes, and finally gave up. Time passed slowly, and after what seemed like an hour, was really only 2 minutes. We heard her foot steps trot back up the stairs, and the door swung open.
"I'm back! Did you miss me? There was nothing good on TV, so I decided to come back and talk with you guys." She said.
"Mmmmmmmmmph!" I yelled.
"What's that? You want to hog-tied?" She taunted.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" I yelled.
"I am just kidding hun. You guys have been good. I'll untie you."
She did as she said. And after we were released from our bonds, we went downstairs to watch some TV. Finally 6 o'clock approached, and it was time for me to leave. I zipped up my Goose Down jacket up to my chin, waved good-bye, and made my way back home.
That day was the best day of my life. That night I went online to look up "Tied-up" and this site was the 1st result. Ever since then, I have been a frequent visitor, but have been too shy to share stories. With the attacks on September 11, I felt I could trust you guys.
This is the first out many bondage experiences I had with Sarah and Scott. I hope you enjoyed it! I will be sure to post more!
Author's Note- These names, except for mine, have been changed for the safety of the name's possessor. Does anyone know any good bondage sites with young boys. I try and search for "Young Boys in Bondage" on Excite, but they consider young to be "18 years old." When I say young I mean 14 and under. Please, no porno. Also, are there any good goose down fetish sites! Please reply! Thanks!
Next Chapter: My First Bondage Experience: Revenge
Dave
Daveman630@aol.com
USA
__________________________________________________________________________
Dave's stories
- 01 - My First Bondage Experience (f/mm)
- 02 - My Revenge (m/f)
- 03 - Tied Up By Justin (m/m)
- 04 - My Revenge on Justin (m/m)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section