All Tied Up

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Ryan ignored the look of panic in Seth's eyes, because it was followed by need as Ryan brought his hand between the two guys and drug it along Seth's stomach. Seth gasped into Ryan's mouth, who smiled.

“Ok,” Ryan said, between light feathery kisses, “It’s time to play.” He sat up, and walked over to the bed. Seth lay on the couch, still out of air and confused. When Ryan motioned for him to follow him over, he could do nothing but that.

What am I doing, Seth thought to himself, why was Ryan doing this? What was Ryan doing? He wasn’t really sure, but he did know that when Ryan kissed him, he saw stars. He felt need and lust and pleasure deep in his stomach…and he forgot about Summer. And Anna. There was just Ryan.


As he sat on the edge of the bed, Ryan began to kiss him again, lightly at first, getting harder and more frantic, until he gently pressed Seth backwards. Vertically on top of him, Ryan began to feather kisses down Seth’s jawbone. The way Seth was feeling was too much.

“Ryan, wait! No…stop!” he gasped, struggling. But Ryan grabbed his wrists and held him to the mattress.

“Shhh…” He whispered in his ear, “no going back. You’re mine. And I don’t think I’m quite done with you yet.” Pinning Seth with his legs, Ryan straddled his waist. Reaching down off the bed and into his bedside drawer, he grabbed what he was looking for
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Seth had no idea what it was until he felt cold, hard metal against his wrist.

“Oh, GOD! Ryan!..” he panted, half excited, half panicked. Ryan only chuckled as he clasped one of Seth’s hands to the top of the bed board with a silver pair of handcuffs. He then did the same to his other hand with another, similar pair, as Seth thrashed wildly to no avail. When his hands were secure, Ryan sat back to admire.

Seth was well worried now. He was pulling hard on the handcuffs now. He didn’t know what Ryan would do to him, and he didn’t really want to find out. But as it was looking, he had no choice.

“Wha...what is this Ryan?” He inquired, as he stopped pulling for a moment, to catch his breath. Ryan chuckled.

“Seth, I’m gonna show you what it feels like to be as frustrated as me.” He said calmly, thoroughly amused at blushing, out of breath Seth.

“Huh? What are you talking about, Ry?” Seth asked, his eyes getting wider. Ryan shushed him, bringing a finger to his lips.

“I want you Seth. I have for a long time. So many nights I’ve thought about you. So many nights I haven’t got to have you, to touch you…to kiss you. I want you to realize what that feels like.” Ryan explained, slowly unbuttoning Seth’s shirt.

Seth started squirming again. He pulled at his wrists, he thrashed up and down. And he found that moving his body caused the erection that was creeping up on him to rub against Ryan’s, causing some all too pleasant friction.

“Protesting will only make it worse. Keep quiet.” Ryan ordered, when he had finished unbuttoning the shirt. He pushed it off Seth’s chest and ran his hands along the bare flesh there.
“Ryan!..” Seth begged, biting his lip.

“Shhh!” Ryan said, shaking his head, “Not a word.” Ryan brought his hands to Seth’s small pink nipples and drug them gently over them. Seth sucked in his breath.

“Like that, huh?” Ryan asked, “what about this?” He leant down and nipped at one of Seth’s nipples with his teeth. Seth yelped, a sound that sent pleasure straight to Ryan’s torso, and he did it again.
Ryan continued to suckle Seth as he brought his hand lower, to the button of his jeans. He started fiddling with it, trying to open it.

“Oh GOD, RYAN! Stop, please, I can’t…I don’t want…” Seth yelled. Ryan stopped, and brought his face up to Seth’s once more.

“Seth. Stop resisting. I mean it, you want this as much as I do, see?” Ryan brought his hand down to cup Seth’s throbbing erection through his jeans. Seth unconsciously bucked into Ryan’s hand.


“Now…if you don’t keep quiet, we’re getting out the gag. Do you understand?” Ryan warned. Seth’s eyes got wide, but he nodded.

“Good.” Ryan stated, before unbuttoning Seth’s jeans and slipping them off completely. His boxers were the only thing left. Ryan smiled at the look in Seth’s eyes. Panic and lust. Ryan knew he could see lust there, he was sure of it.

Ryan leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to Seth’s lips, before travelling down to his jaw, and then lower to his neck.

Seth had lots of time to think, as Ryan did this, choppy, irrational thinking. How had he made Ryan feel this way? How was Ryan making him feel like this? He didn’t want this…did he? He wanted to think that he didn’t, but there was this little inkling in Seth’s stomach that told him he did want it. And that he needed it.


Ryan was trailing kisses down Seth’s chest by this point, and he paused only for a moment to nip at each of his nipples once more. He kissed down to Seth’s belly button, swirling his tongue into it, before licking, sucking and kissing his way down Seth’s naval line to the edge of his boxers. Ryan’s hands slowly travelled up Seth’s thighs, and stopped at the elastic. He glanced up at Seth’s face. Seth was staring down at him, pleading with his eyes. Whether he was pleading for Ryan to stop or continue, not even Seth could figure out.

Ryan’s fingers grasp the cotton of Seth’s underwear, and pulled gently. Seth gasped as the cool air hit his cock, which sprung out. Ryan smiled, and pulled the boxers off his feet and threw them across the room.


When he spread Seth’s legs wider, Seth came to full realization of what Ryan was planning to do to him.

“Oh, please, don’t. Ryan, I can’t…Stop.” Seth let it all come tumbling out of his mouth, forgetting all of Ryan’s earlier warnings. Ryan shook his head, as he got off the bed and searched his bedroom drawer, before coming up with two of Marissa’s scarves. Setting one on the bed table, he used the other to wrap around Seth’s mouth and head. Kissing him once against the gag, Ryan slid back down to his crotch, to continue where he had left.

Ryan tentatively touched the tip of Seth’s cock. It throbbed, and Ryan lightly stroked it again, ignoring the muffled protests that were coming from Seth, whose legs began to buck wildly. Ryan caught them quickly and sat on them, using all his weight to pin Seth down, so that he could continue to give his attention to Seth’s full, hard organ.

The moans coming through Seth’s gag were inhuman as Ryan used the pad of his thumb to tease Seth’s dripping tip. For a good five minutes, Ryan kept at this, simply moving his thumb back and forth. Seth was screaming so loudly, that if it wasn’t for the gag, Ryan was sure he would wake the whole neighbourhood. Seth sighed with relief as Ryan removed his thumb, but it was relief for long as Ryan leaned down and caught the same tip between his lips. Securely steadying his cock between his lips, Ryan snaked his tongue out to continue the torture he had started with his thumb.

“MMmmPH! Mihd…Mpnmp!!!” Seth exclaimed, eyes wide, as he tried to push himself further into Ryan’s mouth for some relief, but Ryan would not have it. He took histh oth off the tip, and used his tongue to lap at Seth’s balls.

Seth was so hard, it hurt, and he wanted to cry. Ryan knew this, and he wanted to hear Seth beg. So he stopped what he was doing, and sat up. He removed Seth’s gag. The boy panted, sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Ryan…please…I need…Oh, God, I can’t go on like this. I need…release. Now.” Seth begged, unashamed.

“Really?” Ryan asked, amused, by fully aroused and hard himself, “And how do you feel about that?”
“I can’t…I don’t…I just need it. Now. Please, Ryan, untie me. I’ll do anything. I just…Let me out.” Seth pleaded, pulling half heartedly at his restraints. Ryan pondered, and then nodded.

“Yah, I think I’m done for now. I need a break.” Seth was so relieved he almost smiled. Ryan would untie him, and Seth would be free to use his hand to give himself the release he needed.

“Yes, a break is EXACTLY what I need.” Ryan confirmed. But, to Seth’s surprise, instead of unlocking the handcuff’s, Ryan replaced the gag back between Seth’s lips, and then reached for the other silk scarf he had left on the bedside.

“Do you know what I’m going to do with this Seth?” Ryan asked carefully, walking around to the end of the bed. Seth shook his head; all he could think about was his throbbing, aching cock and how badly he needed release.

Ryan reached the end of the bed and held the scarf up for Seth to see.

“I can see your eyes…you think that the end is almost here for you. Boy, are you wrong. You see, Seth, I said that I was going to take a break. But I said nothing about giving you any breaks.” Ryan informed him.

He took the pink scarf, and wrapped it slowly and tightly around the base of Seth’s cock and balls. Then he fastened it tightly and securely. Seth’s hard on was now permanently insatiable, until Ryan removed the scarf.

Seth begged his hardest this time. Ryan wouldn’t leave him here like this…he couldn’t. All tied up, and so frustrated. He wanted to scream. He thrashed around, yanking at the handcuffs, and pulling his legs up. Ryan used cloth bonds to secure Seth’s thrashing legs to each end of the bed.

Seth realized that Ryan was going to give him absolutely no release. With the scarf keeping his flagging erection raging, Seth gave Ryan a long, begging look. Ryan almost felt bad. Almost, but not quite, and he gave Seth’s cock a quick pat as he turned and left the room. A tear fell from the corner of Seth’s eye.


Seth had no idea how much time went by. Seconds. Hours. Days…it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that his cock was sending full waves of pleasure up through his whole body, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He was throbbing, sweat was dripping off him and every so often, little moans kept escaping. He wished Ryan would come back and jerk him off. He wished he could jerk himself off. God, at this point he didn’t care who is was as long as someone jerked him off. Anyone. Someone. Oh God.

Ryan smiled as he thought about poor Seth out in the pool house. All tied up. All horny. And nothing he could do about it. The poor kid must be dying. Ryan clicked off the TV and decided that it had been long enough. Almost an hour. He wandered back into the pool house and found Seth exactly where he had left him; breathing hard, sweating and fully erect. Seth’s eyes grew wide with hope as Ryan entered the pool house, and Ryan chuckled.


The poor guy looked so desparate.

“So. Did you miss me?” Ryan inquired, brushing his hand along Seth’s thigh as he walked by. Seth let out a pathetic, needy squeak, and Ryan laughed again.

“Does that mean yes?” he asked, “I suppose that your not used to this form of torture, are you Seth?” Seth shook his head with tears in his eyes. Ryan nodded, and made a decision. The boy had suffered enough.

“I want you to answer me something, Seth. Do you promise top gop going on about Anna and Summer, and to stop being so damn cute whenever you’re around me?” Ryan asked, removing Seth’s gag.

“Yes,” he gasped, dragging in gulps of air, “God, yes, Ryan. Anything. ANYTHING.” Ryan cocked his head to the side.

“Anything?” He repeated. Seth nodded.

“I want you, Seth. I want you whenever I want you. Whenever I ask, I want you to drop what you are doing and come running to me. Do we have a deal?” Ryan asked, well aware that he was pushing his limits on the deal, but as equally aware that Seth would not refuse. Seth nodded furiously.

“Ryan, yes. Anything. Just…give me…help…get me off!” he exclaimed. Ryan nodded, and removed the scarf from around his balls and cock.

Seth moaned as Ryan brought his hand down and stroked, before taking a firm hold and pumping. Ryan’s rhythm got stronger and faster, and his other hand came up to play with Seth’s balls.

After a few short minute, Ryan had Seth coming hard, spilling everything he had.

Seth was in heaven. Finally, release. He felt like swinging off the ceiling, jumping for joy as the pleasure overtook him, and he felt himself come again and again and again.

Ryan smiled when Seth collapsed into the bed, letting his arms go slack and closing his eyes. When he saw the red marks on his wrists, he frowned and quickly unlocked the handcuffs. Throwing them to the ground he kissed each of Seth’s swollen, red wrists.

“I am so sorry, Seth.” He said softly. Seth kept his eyes closed and didn’t reply, but nodded slightly. Ryan lay down beside him, and they both slept.

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