They took up their stay in the basement, which was kind of a haven for him and his brother. It was kind of a game room and haven for Kenneth and his older brother.

They played poker and took shots of vodka from the liquor cabinet of Kenneth’s father. Being only sixteen years old, the three boys got toasted pretty fast. This allowed Spencer to be a little more brash than his usual, reserved self. Typically, he was shy, especially around two jocks like Kenneth and Levi. Kenneth was his best friend but had joined the wrestling team last year. Kenneth was becoming one of the athletic elite who started to physically mature into a handsome, young man. Levi was a hockey player and not bad on the eyes either. Spencer, on the other hands, was a tall, skinny band weenie. With liquid confidence in his system, however, he was challenging the other boys to wrestling matches he could never win.

Spencer handily lost every match, getting pinned by Kenneth or Levi in every impromptu grapple he started. He secretly enjoyed it. He egged them on, hoping to irritate Kenneth just enough to do what he really wanted. Spencer had an agenda.

“You want your ass tied up! Careful what you wish for!” Kenneth said looking at Spencer.

“Or just beat the shit out of him,” Levi added.

Unbeknownst to Levi, Kenneth and Spencer had a history of bondage games that went back to grade school. Spencer usually liked to be tied up and Kenneth relished in the opportunity to dominate another boy.

“You’re not even,” Spencer mocked, pushing Kenneth playfully on his chest.

“That does it!” Kenneth laughed as he leapt up and grabbed his friend, putting Spencer in a headlock.

Kenneth brought Spencer to the floor and sat on top of him as he pinned his hands behind his back. Spencer squirmed underneath, bitching out his friend.

“We’re tying this piece of shit up,” Kenneth laughed, looking towards Levi.

“Ha hah, sounds good, how?” Levi asked.

As Kenneth held Spencer down on the ground, he directed Levi to the stash of rope kept in his closet. It surprised Levi at first but he didn’t ask questions.

Very quickly, the two young jocks were putting the skinny nerd in to a hogtie. His wrists and ankles were bound followed by another rope that tied the two together.

“Ughh, fuckers!” Spencer growled as he squirmed in his restraint.

“You’ll spend the night like that if you don’t shut up,” Kenneth warned.

“Fuck you!” Spencer laughed, good heartedly, tugging at the ropes that kept him curled up hogtied on the floor.

“Fuck ME? Really?” Kenneth smiled looking down at his helpless best friend. “You’re asking for it, you know it.”

Kenneth grabbed a small, orange NERF ball lying next to his bed.

“This is going in your mouth,” Kenneth threatened.

“Yea! Gag!” Levi light up.

“Fuck you both! Big deal!” Spencer continued to laugh defiantly in protest.

“Oh, he’s being a little bitch,” Kenneth smiled. “No problem.”

Kenneth stripped off his t-shirt. Then he rubbed the spongey Nerf ball underneath his armpits. He handed it to Levi, gesturing him to do the same. Levi took off his t-shirt as well and did the same thing.

Spencer suddenly changed his tune. He stopped his protesting.

He loved being tied up and gagged but, as Kenneth well knew, he hated body smells. That was one of the things Kenneth enjoyed, however, when it came to punishing Spencer.

The two shirtless boys, towering over their captive, weren’t done with the Nerf ball however.

Levi added a particularly sadistic element to the equation. He dropped his baggy shorts and opened the waistband of his underwear. Then he put the Nerf ball inside his crotch and rubbed it around down there.

“Cruel! I like it!” Kenneth delighted. Kenneth took the foamy ball and did exactly the same thing.

“Oh, hell no!” Spencer exclaimed, trying to wiggle away in vain from the two captors.

Kenneth took the Nerf ball and leaned down to Spencer, telling him to, “Open up, bitch!”

Spencer was gagged with the smelly Nerf ball! Kenneth told Levi to hold the gag in place while he searched for something. Poor Spencer gasped and grunted while Levi cupped his hand over his mouth.

Kenneth returned with some ace bandage from his gym bag. He wrapped it around the lower half of Spencer’s face tightly, forcing the foamy gag further in to his mouth. Immediately, Spencer was tasting the heinous smell of his friend’s pits and balls. The stretchy ace bandage itself wasn’t too pleasant. It smelt of Kenneth’s sweat since he used it during wrestling practice.

“Mmmmphhh!” Spencer grunted, tasting all kinds of foul body odors in his mouth as well as inhaling them through his nose.

Once the ace bandage was securely tied off, Kenneth and Levi stood back to check their work. They double checked the rope knots. Spencer was properly hogtied and helpless.

For a few minutes, they poked and tickled Spencer. While he hated the stench of their odor invading his senses, he enjoyed their attention.

“Let’s play some Call of Duty,” Kenneth eventually said. “He can stay like that.”

Kenneth and James sat on the couch and began to play their video game. They propped up their socked feet on the coffee table in front of them.

Meanwhile Spencer squirmed and gasped on the carpet, trying to get loose or at least spit out the disgusting gag. He couldn’t though. He was screwed.

For a good thirty minutes, poor Spencer struggled like that while his friends ignored him.

Then, Kenneth turned to Levi and said, “Should we put him on the coffee table and have him lick our feet?”

“Rad!” Levi responded.

Spencer’s eyes widened as large as saucers as he looked up at his friends, pleading for mercy.

TO BE CONTINUED…

The Nerf Gagged Nerd – Chapter Two

When last we left our fellas, Kenneth has hogtied his best friend, Spencer, with the help of Levi. They left him like that, gagged with a smelly Nerf ball tainted with their body odors, while they played their video games.

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They decided to step up the torture by forcing him to service their dirty feet.

The two sadistic boys cleared the coffee table in front of the couch where they played Call of Duty. When they tried to place Spencer’s hogtied body on top of the table, they realize it got in the way of seeing their video game. That won’t do!

“I know… we’ll kneel him over it!” Kenneth said, getting Levi’s help moving Spencer on the floor next to the table.

He untied the rope between Spencer’s wrists and ankles. “Help me hold him still,” Kenneth directed to Levi as he untied the wrists. Spencer put up some fight but eventually Kenneth was able to re-tie the wrists to the opposite legs on the table furthest from Spencer’s position. This forced his arms up in a “V” shape over the table and planted his head uncomfortably, but firmly, over the spread of the wooden table in the middle. He faced towards the couch.

Levi returned to the couch while Kenneth continued tending to his best friend’s gag. While Kenneth started to unwrap the ace bandage, Levi playfully rubbed his socked feet in Spencer’s face. They were a pair of long Under Armour cotton socks that he usually wore for hockey. Unfortunately for Spencer, they were nice and musty.

 “Now. You’re gonna behave!” Kenneth commanded Spencer as removed the last wrap of the ace bandage. He allowed Spencer to spit out the orange Nerf ball, which was soaked full of saliva.

Spencer took his first deep breath in almost an hour but stayed silent, shooting a stoic glare at his friend.

“You gonna be good, our little sock bitch?” Kenneth warned, pinching and twisting Spencer’s ear.

“Ugh, ok. Ok. Ok!” Spencer winched.

Levi was already trying to burrow his socked toes in to Spencer’s mouth, wasting no time. Levi enjoyed this.

“So… What are you, though??” Kenneth asked, continuing to pull at Spencer’s ear.

“Ouch! Ugh, I’m your little sock bitch,” Spencer submitted.

“Good boy,” Kenneth laughed patting his buddy on the cheek.

Kenneth joined Levi back on the couch. The two shirtless young jocks now had their nerd boy at their service. They both propped up their socked feet and planted them in front of Spencer’s face on the coffee table. They wiggled, rubbed and poked their arches and toes in and around Spencer’s mouth.

“Start sniffing!” Kenneth insisted, hitting Spencer’s side cheek with his foot. “Get to it!”

A reluctant Spencer, finally did as told and began to inhale. “They smell, man!” Spencer couldn’t help but complain.

“Be quiet! Just service them!” Kenneth ordered, with no sympathy

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Kenneth and Levi returned to Call of Duty, enjoying their video game while Spencer was inhaling the scent of their boy feet.

“Start licking,” Kenneth now insisted. Spencer dutifully began to use his tongue, running it over the arches of their socked feet and up to their toes.

Levi then said, “Yank off his socks,” telling Spencer to remove Kenneth’s dirty ankle socks. “Good idea!” Kenneth smiled.

----KENS SOCKS PICTURE----

Using his teeth, Spencer pulled and tugged at the tip of the smelly blue colored no show socks. First Kenneth’s left foot, then his right foot. His bare feet were soft and moist, with a hint of sweat still there.

“Lick!” Kenneth ordered.

Kenneth’s size 11 feet were not just sweaty, they were salty and smelly. As much as Spencer loved being tied up and hazed, he truly was grossed out by the taste.

The young men pulled out their cell phones and started taking pictures and video of their humiliated captive. “This is going on Snapchat!” Levi said.

Eventually the teenagers got bored of their demoralizing routine. They were also hungry. They decided to order pizza and wait for the food delivery upstairs while they played pool in the billiards room upstairs.

Spencer sighed with relief, assuming the hazing treatment was finally done. Nope!

“We’ll leave him here. He likes staying tied up, I promise. It’s kind of his thing,” Kenneth revealed to Levi. “He just HATES ranks smells, ha hah.”

As Kenneth reached for the ace bandage, to gag Spencer once again, Levi stopped him.

“Hates smells? Then I’ve got something better!” Levi suggested. He peeled off his dirty, long UA tube socks.

----LEVI SOCKS PICTURE----

“No! No! Come on!” Spencer begged. He could tell that those socks were the worst yet of the smells.

Levi ignored him and removed both of the stinky socks. Turning to Kenneth he asked, “May I do the honors, bro?”

“Be my guest, dude!” Kenneth laughed.

Levi, the handsome but smelly hockey player, leaned in to Spencer’s face, forced down on that coffee table. “Open up!” he said balling up one of the foul socks and shoving it in Spencer’s mouth. Spencer seemed to put up little fight, perhaps realizing at this point he had no choice.

There was a brief, private exchange between Kenneth and Spencer as Levi was gagging the kid. Kenneth mouthed the words “You know you love this” to his best friend. Spencer managed a slight smile back, right before…

Levi took his other sock, stretched it out and cleave gagged Spencer with it. It pressed between his lips and pushed back the rolled-up sock deep in to his mouth as he tightly knotted the gag behind Spencer’s head.

“Probably two weeks since those boys have been washed, ha ha,” Levi proudly boasted about his socks that now kept Spencer nice and quiet.

Kenneth double checked the knots tying their captive. “Let’s head up…”

Once again, Levi stopped him. “Our sneaks, man. They should keep him company.”

Levi took his pair of beat up Osiris sneakers from the floor. The shoes were beyond foul, looking even worse than a typical teenage boy’s footwear. He sat them on the coffee table on their side.

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Kenneth followed suit and took his pair of Nike Air Jordan high tops, setting them nearby.  

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The boys adjusted their shoes so they were near Spencer’s face, the collective aroma of the footgear now hovering around poor Spencer’s nose.

“Mmmphh!” Spencer growled in vain, being gagged with socks requiring him take intermittent breaths through his nostrils.

With that, the two shirtless youths abandoned him in the basement. They retired upstairs.

Spencer was now alone restrained, left to writhe and squirm helplessly down there, smelling a symphony of pungent foot stench while muzzled like a dog.

This went one for a good hour. Spencer experienced a myriad of contrasting emotion as he toiled in his bondage in the basement. While he loved being helpless in restraints at the hands of his best friend and the other boy, he loathed the cruel invasion of odor onto his nose. But what could he do? Nothing. The bindings were too tight.

Finally, he heard the sound of the doorbell, assuming their pizza had arrived. Then he heard the sounds of their voices from upstairs making their way back to the basement.

Spencer was excited, thinking the intensive TUGs game was over. He could smell the pizza coming. But…

As their sounds got closer, he could hear a third voice, the voice of another young man heading down with them. Who was this? What further embarrassment lay in store for helpless Spencer?

TO BE CONTINUED…

The Nerf Gagged Nerd CH 3

Nerd boy Spencer was left tied up in the basement by his best friend, Kenneth, who enlisted the help of his fellow jock bud, Levi. He was gagged with Levi’s disgusting socks that reeked of horrible foot odor. 

Spencer heard the footsteps coming down the wooden stairs to the basement where he remained tied down to the coffee table. He heard not two, but three voices as well.

When they emerged, Spencer was shocked to see who the third young man was with them. It was Nicholas!

Nicholas was another kid from school in Spencer’s marching band. He was a skinny, funny looking boy that even Spencer found nerdish. His pizza delivery uniform was draping over his thin frame. Nicholas’ curly hair was matted down by the ball cap he wore and he looked particularly dorky in the uniform.

Spencer was embarrassed to be seen in such a comprised position. Nicholas appeared as surprised at the unusual sight of his bandmate gagged with socks, tied over the coffee table like a medieval slave.

“You guys know each other, right?” Kenneth laughed, looking at Nicholas then down at Spencer.

Nicholas managed a nervous smile and nodded, saying “Yea.” Spencer nodded back and grunted affirmatively through the socks engrossing his mouth.

“Nicholas said we were his last delivery so we invited him to hang,” Levi mentioned.

“This is kind of intense,” Nicholas surveyed, taking special note of the socks gagging Spencer and the dirty sneakers littered around his face on the coffee table. He felt out of place as well. “Is he, uh, alright?” seeming to sympathize with Spencer’s situation as he looked back at Kenneth.

“Ahhh, we’re just teaching him a lesson. Spencer was being a little bitch,” Kenneth assured the nerdy Nicholas.

Kenneth cleared the sneaks off the coffee table and place the pizza box down. The smell of hot pepperoni and cheese now replaced the air around Spencer. It was a welcome relief to him.

Levi knelt behind Spencer and loosened the knots of the sock tied around his face, allowing the foul gag to fall around his neck. Spencer spit out the other wet balled up sock from his mouth.

“Pheww! Hey Nicholas,” Spencer acknowledged with a tone of embarrassment in his voice.

“Hey Spence,” Nicholas shyly said to Spencer. “You good?”

“Yea,” Spencer sheepishly responded. “I’m cool.”

Kenneth and Levi decided to untie Spencer. Once he was let go, he was allowed to join the rest of them. But Spencer had to make a B line for the bathroom. He had to take a leak something awful. In the mirror he could see how sweaty he was and his hoody was soaked. He decided to take it off.

Spencer returned from the bathroom, shirtless, and downed a bottle of water nearby because he was so dehydrated.

At Kenneth’s urging, the boys all did more shots of alcohol. Once again, they were getting buzzed and frisky.

The four boys ate the pizza, scarfing it down like it was nothing but air. Between bites, Kenneth and Levi delighted in their stories of how they had “owned” Spencer for the night.  

Spencer had to take another piss and headed once more to the bathroom. Kenneth got up and followed him this time, shouting “Me first!”, mostly as a ruse so he could talk to his best friend alone.

Inside the bathroom, Kenneth had a private conversation with Spencer. His tone and demeanor was now more compassionate, acting like the best friend that Spencer knew.

“Sorry about all the socks, but you had fun, right?” Kenneth asked his friend.

“Yea,” Spencer admitted. “Your friend sure seemed to get in to it too.”

“That was pretty awesome. Maybe Levi gets in to our thing, ha ha,” Kenneth humourlsy pondered.

“Well, no doubt he ‘gets in to’ your bad hygiene!” Spencer snapped back.  “I can still taste his feet in mouth!”

“Hockey players! You’re lucky you didn’t have to smell his gloves,” Kenneth made excuses. “Tell you what, Spence. You can go to sleep tied up, like last time. And no bullshit using our socks or anything.”

“With you?” Spencer lit up but then saying in a sobering tone, “What about them?”

“Just trust me, man. You trust me?” Kenneth asked with his big, confident smile that won over Spencer.

“Ya, I do.”

“Good then,” Kenneth finished, ruffling his best friend’s hair. “I want to do this for you.”

Both boys finished up peeing in the bathroom. Kenneth pulled up his shorts and and Spencer zipped up his pants. 

Back in the main room of the basement, Kenneth suggested that Nicholas stay the night and not drive home. He asked if that would be okay with his parents. It was already established that Levi and Spencer were crashing there. When Nicholas confirmed he could, that’s when his fate was sealed.

Kenneth whispered a few things to Levi while Nicholas curiously watched. Spencer, however, more or less knew. Spencer shot his best friend Kenneth a private glance and Kenneth privately shot back that big, winning smile.

“So, Nick,” Kenneth turned to Nicholas. “You ever been tied up?”

“Uh, no?” young Nicholas innocently responded.

Kenneth and Levi leapt on top of Spencer and Nicholas. Kenneth took Spencer and Levi took Nicholas. Going back to the mess of ropes on the floor, the two young jocks sat on top of their respective skinny nerds. They easily tied their hands behind their backs.

“Let’s get them upstairs to my brother’s room,” Kenneth instructed Levi.

The two shirtless studs marched the slender bound geeks up the stairs, through the kitchen and upstairs to the bedroom area. They entered Truston’s messy bedroom which had a single bed tucked in the corner.

Kenneth said the two boys would spend the night tucked in his brother’s bed, tied up.

“I don’t wanna stay…” Nicholas started to complain.

Kenneth grabbed Nicholas from behind and cupped his hand over his mouth, saying, “Shhh! It’s bed time, bro. Don’t get worked up before bed.”

Nicholas piped down and Kenneth let him go. He started to strip them down! Kenneth unzipped Spencer’s pants and removed them, leaving him standing in his baby blue boxer briefs. Thankfully, at that moment, Spencer wasn’t erect like he was earlier. Then Kenneth lifted up Nicholas’ pizza company t-shirt and over his head and behind his back falling to his tied wrists to expose his bare, skinny pasty white chest. Next, he unbuttoned his jeans and removed them. Poor Nicholas, the unwitting addition to their bondage games, was now standing in his tighty-whiteys and a pair of ankle socks.

“This is a little gay, ha hah. But won’t lie, this is fun!” Levi admitted as he helped Kenneth the dirty deed of stripping the two skinny boys down.

Kenneth and Levi placed their captives on Truston’s bed. Kenneth had brought more rope which they used to tie Spencer and Nicholas together, face to face. Rope was wrapped around rope around their bodies, pressing their bare chests together.  Then their legs, and their feet were bound.

“Come on! This isn’t cool,” Nicholas pleaded while a quiet, resigned Spencer just shot a private smile back at Kenneth, who quietly grinned back.

“There! Our little bitches,” Kenneth delighted, once he had finished tying the two youths together.

“You boys are done!” Levi cackled, high fiving Kenneth.

“Oh, not done, bro. Gags!” Kenneth announced.

Kenneth took a fresh pair of tube socks from Truston’s drawer and lightly cleave gagged the two boys. It allowed them plenty of opportunity to breath, since they were going to stay the evening like that.

“This ain’t so bad,” Kenneth whispered in to Spencer’s ear as he tied off the clean sock around his mouth. Spencer nodded with approval.

“Have a good night boys!” Kenneth laughed as he tucked them under the sheets and turned out the lights.

Kenneth and Levi, exiting Kenneth’s brothers bedroom with Levi, left the bound and gagged boys.

Spencer enjoyed the sensation of being pressed up against another boy, even if it was dorky Nicholas from marching band. Their naked flesh against each under the sheets started to warm them up. 

Nicholas seemed to enjoy it as much as Spencer. Both boys experienced healthy boners in their underwear they could feel pressed against each other’s crotches. As they struggled and quietly moaned like that for an hour or so, they eventually feel asleep, tightly bound face to face with one another. 

THE END