Basketball Tournament · Part 2 (2/2)
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nt space between Josh's elbows, sliding it thought the ropes binding Josh's elbows, before giving a mighty pull that caused a grunt to escape from Derek's mouth as well as Josh's. Josh's bare feet were jerked into the air and quickly hogtied to the ropes at Josh's elbows, so tightly that there was very little slack and no movement possible whatsoever from Josh.
"Derek, that is way overboard!" I mildly protested (but shifting in my seat to adjust my hardening cock).
Derek looked up at me as he added more coils to the knot, and smiled. "Josh can handle it," was all he said. Indeed, Josh seemed resigned to his fate, and made no sound whatsoever. His arms were long, his torso slim, and he did not appear to be in any discomfort after the initial shock. His eyes did not even open or blink, and he remained silent. So I did too.
This was soenjoyable for me! I realized that it would have been a problem tying Derek in this position with his muscular build and shorter stature, and felt somehow glad that Josh was the brother who had lost the wager!!
Derek sat back and looked at Josh for a while, as though he was a priceless work of art. As a last gesture, Derek took another cloth from the box and used it to fix a blindfold on Josh. He wrapped the cloth around Josh's head three times before knotting it off. It looked very effective, and between the sock and cloth gag, and the blindfold, Josh's face was almost completely hidden.
Derek stood, and motioned for me to come with him, then headed for the stairway. He bounded up the stairs taking two at a time, and I followed him as fast as I could. He moved into my living room and turned to face me.
"Jake," he began in a loud whisper, "I hope you don't mind–I didn't check with you before now–but I invited a few friends to join us here for a while. It's only five other guys, and they should be here in about fifteen minutes. I apologize for not saying anything before now, but I really do hope you don't mind. I wanted them to join me for this "special" occasion. Please say it's okay! I owe you big time. Big time!"
My mind was trying to absorb this new development. After a long pause, I stammered, "Does Josh know about this?"
"Not a clue," was his reply. "But he'll get over it! He probably expected something like this to happen anyway. Come on, Jake. It's not that bad really. Things like this happen all the time at college. I'll make sure they behave themselves in your house and all… " Derek rambled on a little longer as my mind tried to absorb it all.
With Derek's outgoing personality and rowdy, spontaneous demeanor, then seeing him use such a pleading tone with me, I couldn't help but give in. "Okay, Derek," I said. "We probably shouldn't leave Josh alone. I'll stay up here and watch for them to arrive." Derek gave me a huge smile, and slapped me on the back a few times, then hurried back down the stairs.
About twenty minutes later, a car drove slowly past my house, stopped and pulled intothe driveway. A bunch of boisterous young people piled out and came up to the door. Before the doorbell rang, I opened the door and held it open as they passed through and into the living room. "Derek and….. uhhhh….. Josh here?" one of them asked, and they all snickered and exchanged strange glances with each other. They all appeared to be college age, and as excited as though they were on their way to Mexico for spring break!
"Uh, yes," I said, but then I noticed that two of the seven people in the crowd were women! "Who are all you guys?" I asked. The names rattled back: "I'm Gabe!" "Vance, here!" "Chuck, but everyone calls me "Chain"!"
"Stuart, and this is my girlfriend, Claire!" "Clifton, and this is my girlfriend, Shanna!"
"Nice to meet all of you," I said, as the question flew through my mind: Boys–okay. What about the girls? I wasn't sure how Josh would handle an unsuspected group of guys barging in on his bondage predicament, but now a couple of girls was in the mix as well!
Derek came bounding up the stairs, and jovial greetings were flying in all directions. "Jake says it's okay," Derek finally announced. "I've got Josh downstairs all tied up–just like I told ya I would. Come on down and check it out!"
The entire group noisily descended the stairs in a swarm, then I heard catcalls and whistles and animated chatter. I had held back to try and sort out my thoughts, but then my concern went to Josh. I ran down the stairs. Josh was still laying face down in the center of the room–naked, blindfolded, gagged, and so tightly hogtied that the only appendages he could move at all were his fingers and toes. His face was turned to the side and was now a beet red in color–probably more out of embarrassment than anger. At this point, I really did feel sorry for him!
The rowdy college students were standing in a respectable circle around him, some kneeling for a closer look. They all sported huge smiles and excited expressions on their faces. Suddenly the guy that everyone called "Chain", stood up from his kneeling position. He brushed Josh's trousers and t-shirt off the large table and onto the floor. "Guys," he said excitedly, let's move him onto the table!" The other six guys all nodded and the seven male students moved closer to the hogtied Josh. They rolled Josh onto his side, then easily lifted him off the floor and lay him on the table, again resting on his side so the front of his naked body was fully exposed for all to see. They moved back so everyone–including Claire and Shanna–had a good view.
Josh was so tightly tied, and his movement was so limited, that he could only lay and endure. His hairy chest was stretched to the max with his arms tied together behind him and his shoulders pulled back. His cock was enormous, and actually starting to leak a small amount. I began to wonder if he was secretly enjoying the attention, despite his shy demeanor. But there was no way he could roll over onto his stomach by himself. He could only lay on his side and endure being completely exposed and totally vulnerable.
Fingers and hands began to reach out and rub Josh's body, or grab, or tweak–now that he was on the table and more easily accessible.
I just stood back and listened to the comments, from both guys and girls: "Geezz! He's tied up so tight! That has to hurt!"
"This is so much better than my anatomy textbook!"
"Great looking feet, Josh!"
"So Josh, do your nipples get hard if they are tweaked? Let's find out!"
"Are you ticklish on your feet? Yep! Don't you wish your could squirm a little more, dude?"
"Hey, he can wiggle his feet. Let's tie his big toes together! I'll use his shoelace!"
"I just love his thick chest hair!" (This from a girl….. Claire.) "Do you have any hair on your chest, Stuart?"
"Some." replied Stuart, pulling his hand from between Josh's thighs where he had been massaging Josh's ball sack. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it open to Claire's view as if to prove his point. He left his shirt unbuttoned as he returned to lightly tickle Josh's hairy thighs.
"Yeah! He does have a lot of hair. Run your fingers through it–it's just like a rabbit's fur!"
"Nice butt cheeks, Josh. Just a little tight back here though. Don't be so nervous, guy, loosen up!"
"He's excited! Look at the size of his cock!"
"Can I touch it?" (This from the other girl, Shanna.) "Sure, but run your fingers up and down it like this and watch what happens! Stand back!"
Shanna gave a small, delighted scream and three of the guys took a couple of steps backward along with her as a spurt of cum shot out of Josh's enlarged cock, followed by another smaller gush. Shanna was animated, "I want to try that!"
From Claire: "Do any of you other guys have a cock that large?"
"Does your family know you ask guys questions like that?"
"Have you ever had your head shaved, Josh? Wish I had thought to bring a razor!"
"Forget his head! Let's shave his chest!"
"Oh, I just found a ticklish spot! Sorry about that, Josh! Actually, no I'm not!"
"Josh, let's do this again next week!"
"Look how his skin quivers when you rub the hair on his leg! Are your knees ticklish, Josh? Oh yeah, they are!"
"Look, there's even some hair around his belly button!"
"Wow! Look how hard those nipples are! They're really standing out!"
"Look! His cock is beginning to get large again! You really like it when girls stroke you–don't you Josh?"
"Look how long it is! Let me stroke it for a minute!"
"Come on guys! One at a time! Take turns!"
"Watch out, he's going to explode again!!
I began to wonder if Derek had lost control of the situation! He was not joining in the chattering, groping, tweaking, stroking, and tickling that was going on with Josh by his friends. He withdrew from the circle and came toward me as I stood off to the side. There was no smile on his face this time.
"Jake, I think I went overboard!" he said to me. "I did not mean for it to go this far, and Josh is never going to speak to me again. I'm toast! He'll kill me for this! What am I going to do?"
I pulled out my wallet and handed him some bills. "Your friends have had their fun. Take them out for coffee and have them give you a ride home. I'll make sure Josh gets back to the dorm and try to smooth things over as best I can."
"Thanks, Jake," was all he said. Derek and I moved into the center of the chaos, and shouted until the chattering stopped. Everyone ceased with their attacks on Josh, and backed away from the table. It happened in a manner much easier than I had thought possible, and all Derek's friends seemed to realize that the situation was getting "borderline riotous".
'He's still my brother, you guys," Derek said in a serious tone. "And he really has had enough for one day."
Everyone nodded their heads and gravitated together in a small group. Chain was the only one still wearing a mischievous smile, and he lightly rubbed his finger over the soles of Josh's feet (now with the big toes tied together also) as he moved over to join the rest of the group.
"Can you give me a ride back to the dorm if I spring for coffee?" Derek asked, and the group became rowdy once again as they headed up the stairs. All but one looked back at Josh, still laying on the table, and a smile appeared on each face as they all ran up the stairs and out to their car. Shanna even blew a kiss toward Josh.
I looked at the clock. Derek's friends had only been here for about forty-five minutes, but to Josh, it probably seemed like a decade… or two… or three. I moved closer to the table, and asked if he was okay. He nodded, then moved as much as his restrained position would allow. I took it as a signal that he desperately wanted to be untied.
Josh was sweating despite the coolness of the basement, his chest hair was matting together in damp clumps, the skin around his nipples was red under the hair, as were his feet and down the sides of his torso. His cock was still somewhat hard, and the hair around his genitals was matted with dried cum, which also was drying in streaks on the top of the table and some small amounts had even spilled onto the carpet below. There was a lot of it everywhere! The hair on his head was also tousled and damp with sweat. He looked a mess!
"I'll get you untied now, Josh," I said, and Josh nodded his head. I removed the blindfold and gag first. To add to the already mentioned ragged appearance of his body, there were reddened patches of skin around his wrists, elbows, knees, and ankles. His cheeks were even red from where the gag had been placed. Derek had really tied the ropes tight! I remembered Derek's comment when he was completing the hogtie: "Josh can handle it." Once he was untied, Josh sat up on the table with his legs dangling over the edge. He seemed exhausted.
"Do you have any feeling in your arms and feet, Josh?" I asked out of concern, and began to massage some circulation back into his arms and legs.
"It's all coming back," he said in a tired voice. Then in a voice that was contrary to his shy and quiet demeanor, he stated, "I don't care if I ever see Derek again… or his friends! I'll kill that guy with a stick… even if he is my brother!"
"Before I take you back to the dorm, go upstairs and take a shower." I told Josh. "You'll feel better after you get cleaned up."
He didn't protest, so I led Josh upstairs, gave him a cold drink, and directed him to one of the upstairs bathrooms. When I heard the water running in the shower, I went downstairs and gathered his clothes. After a full half hour, Josh emerged from the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his waist, looking much better. He put his clothes back on, and we sat for a while in the living room.
I let him do most of the talking, but it was not as harsh as when he was first untied, and he seemed to have calmed down since the shower. His main concern was that a couple of girls had seen him in such an embarrassing situation–naked as the day he was born. And what sort of things would soon be said about him behind closed doors… or in public for that matter?
"Josh," I told him. "You were blindfolded. You could not see the expressions on their faces. They were in awe! You are a fine looking guy, and both of those girls will be hard pressed to find someone as good looking as you. Few men will measure up to the standard that you've set. In fact, Stuart even unbuttoned his shirt and threw it open to try to impress Claire. She hardly looked at his chest–just kept her eyes glued on yours."
Josh looked directly at me. "Really?" he asked with a slight smile.
"And Shanna," I continued. "In a sweet, innocent, naïve way that was probably a total façade asked if any of the other guys had a cock as big as yours. None of them would answer her. They all looked at her and ignored the question."
Josh's smile grew. "Seriously!" he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"I think you came out on top through all of this, Josh," I remarked in as analytical voice as I could muster. "Your brother may have done you a great favor. It just might be to your benefit if word of this does get around."
Josh thought about my comments for a few minutes, and one of his hands inadvertently reached for the front of his trousers; the other reached under his shirt and his fingers slowly rubbed the hair on his upper torso. His smile grew a little larger.
"And Josh," I continued. "Be honest. What happened to you was a little fun wasn't it? Did you enjoy being tied up and helpless?"
The smile stayed on Josh's face, and he looked down at the floor. "Well… yeah," he finally said. "It was kind of fun… in a different sort of way."
"Any chance that you would like to get some revenge and do the same thing to your brother?" I asked.
"Oh definitely!" he replied raising his head to look directly at me.
"Come on, Josh," I said, "let me get you back to the dorm. And if you need any help getting back at your younger brother for all this, be sure to let me know."
I'm not sure I will ever understand college students. Somehow, it does not seem natural that I could have ever been like that! I'm sure I never was!
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