A couple of years had passed since that day, but while they where as close as ever, Nick's upcoming departure for college threatened to change everything. The boy tried to convince Matt to apply for a university, get a sports scholarship like him, but it was useless. The blond guy had already got a job as a bartender and making money was more important for him right now.
So, the day before Nick moved out, there was a dinner with the family, followed by a night out with the friends. Matt said to Nick that he could stay the night at his place since his family was out on vacations. They didn't want to throw a party there because they knew it would be messy and being neighboors, his parents would find out. They had learned it the hard way. But after some clubbing, they could go back with booze, maybe girls and nobody had to know about it.
The evening was going fine, except for one detail: while Nick was hunting for girls, as usual, Matt wasn't. When they called it for the night, they got back to Matt's.
They were drinking beer, sitting on the couch, when out of nowhere Nick said flatly: "Don't think I didn't notice".
"Notice what?" answered Matt with a puzzled expression on his face.
"The way you and Natalie looked at each other in the dinner and the fact that you didn't even try to get lucky tonight".
"I don't know what you're talking about. You didn't get lucky either"
"Come on, dude. She's my lil' sister" said Nick, obviously upset.
"You had too many of these", responded Matt as he grabbed Nick's beer and laid it on the table.
"She's sixteen, for God's sake. What do you think you're doing". Nick was now staring directly to Matt.
Matt knew he had to be honest. "I like her, dude. We haven't done anything yet. I dont' know why are you so worried"
"You don't know". Indignation was everywhere in Nick's voice.
"You have been my best friend for like centuries. What kind of person do you think I am?"
"I'm not sure of what kind of person you are. That's the problem", said Nick pressing his index repeatedly, a little too hard on Matt's chest.
"What do you mean?", answered Matt as he pushed his friend.
Nick's response was physical. He jumped on the other boy and both fell off the couch. They struggled for a couple of minutes. Nick had developed his body during these years. He was now a bit stronger than Matt and being this their first wrestling match in years, the blond guy had just noticed it. Matt was laying on his stomach, with Nick on top of him, twisting his arm behind his back. Both where breathing heavily and at the same time.
"Remember this?", said Nick in a whisper close to his friend.
Matt's eyes went wide open. He had been avoiding this for years and hoped it was all forgotten. He had feared that his friend had noticed his boner that afternoon and now it was clear to him that he had. And just to make it worse, he was having another one in that very moment.
"I..I'm sorry bro", he mumbled. "I...You know you're my best friend. I don't know what happened"
Matt had been so nervous until now, but the silence that followed his apology made him aware of his friend's down parts, given that they were on his rear. He got frozen. The akward feeling was being experienced by the two of them. What did that mean? Was it like this the first time? As this ideas where running through his head, he could see his friend reaching for the phone cord with his free hand. He knew what was coming, but with his right arm painfully bent behind his back, there was little he could do, even if he wanted to. Did he want to be at his friend's mercy? He certainly wasn't trying to escape. It's like he was a mere witness, trapped in his own motionless body.
He felt his left arm being brought behind him. He felt his wrists being crossed and tied up. He felt his own member and his friend's growing up as this happened. He was so aware of everything and yet so numb, like this was happening to someone else.
Nick got off him and fall exhausted next to him. Their eyes met. Their breathing was still heavy and synchronized. There was fire in their eyes. They felt their whole bodies were on fire. Matt swallowed. Nick licked briefly his half open lips.
A few moments later Nick got up and Matt turned. He was now laying on his bound hands. Nick walked a little on the room, nervously while Matt, on the ground, stared at him. Nick finally stopped and gave a long deep look at his defenseless friend. Both were excited, there was no use in trying to hide it, but what should they do about it? Nick had given the first step now and since Matt was tied up, all the responsibility was on him.
Without noticing, he started moving towards Matt again. He squatted next to him. He put his hand on Matt's chest, caressed him tenderly and stopped again, leaving his hand close to his happy trail.
"What now?" said Matt with a heavy voice.
"I don't know. WTF am I doing?! Nick got up again and passed his fingers though his hair.
"You got me trussed up, dude. It's your call"
"No, no, no. We both want this and you know it" and so it strucked him. At first he couldn't believe what he just said, but he realized that it was the most honest thing he had told Matt in years.
"I'm not denying it. You got me, so go through with it"
"It ain't that easy and I can't think clearly with your talking"
Nick left the room. Knowing his friend's house like his own, he immediately found what he was looking for and came back with a roll of duct tape.
Looking at his friend with the silver roll in his hand made Matt more excited. If he tried to speak up was only to give his friend all the more reasons to carry on, but before he could articulate any sound, his head was being circled with the tape tight enough for him not to talk at all. This was a complete new experience for him and it was taking over. It wasn't just the new accepted attraction for his long time friend of the same sex (as if this wasn't enough), but the role he was playing in this. He had always tried to be some kind of alpha male, but there he was, letting his friend tie him up and gag him. Actually, he was encouraging him, as he realized when he stated kicking a little so that Nik would want to bind his legs too.
Feeling so defenseless was somehow liberating. His whole life he had been the older brother, the first child, the one who was supposed to be strong and take care of things. This felt so relieving. And it was even better since he knew he was perfectly safe with Nick. He would trust his life to him in a heartbeat.
Nick, on his side was starting to enjoy himself. The fear that he felt at the start was now being replaced by lust, lust like he had never felt before. He took Matt's baith and started taking off his friend's shoes. He started taking off the pants as well. Being so close to his friends private area made him feel both excited and guilty. He looked into Matt's eyes, expecting his approval.
After that, he procceded to remove the belt and slowly take the pants off, taking his time to admire his friend's body as it was being revealed by the sliding clothes. It's not like he had never seen him naked before, but this time it was different. It's like if this was all brand new: his muscular legs, the soft blond hair that covers them and, of course, the tent that was now covering his manhood.
When he was done, he turned Matt back on his stomach. He was going to use the belt to tie the ankles together, but in a moment of clarity, he knew that it was not going to be practical for the upcoming events, so he went to get some rope, leaving his friend alone again in the room.
Matt was now rubbing his member slowly on the carpet beneath him. He closed his eyes to concentrate better on the sensations around his groin area and the tightness of his bindings. He was also fantasizing with his strong and handsome friend taking advantage of his current state.
Nick came back with two lenghts of rope, which he used to bind the thighs to the ankles separately, leaving Matt kind of hogtied. Then, he started to take off his own clothes, making it obvious for Matt so that he would turn his head and see him. He wanted to give his friend a little show and undressed as sensually and manly as he could. It must have worked, since Matt was rubbing his rod harder on the carpet.
"Hey, leave me something"
He aproached to Matt with some scissors in hand, to take his underwear off. It was a shame to destroy those boxers that looked so good on Matt. On the other hand, everything looks good on him. He did the same with the shirt, even though Matt seem to have a word about it. Good thing he was bound and gagged.
Matt was on again when Nick took his penis with his right hand, caressing it and then grabing it, just to start some slow up and down moves. With his left hand, Nick was doing the same to his own dick. That simultaneous stimulation made them moan and sigh at the same time. This went on for a little while. Then, Nick got closer to his friend's torso and started kissing his flat stomach. First he moved upwards, reaching his nipples. He licked then tenerly and bit them a little. The motion in his hands didn't stop completely, but was now stronger and slower. He stopped all motion just to lay his hands on the floor, one on each side of Matt's head and inclined to give him a kiss on the tape gagged lips. So intense was that kiss, that both felt it almost as if there was no gag between them.
Now, Nick rolled Matt back over his stomach. He needed access to a particular area.
Nick began massaging and kissing Matt's muscled back. He took his time descending until the buttocks. He grabbed them firmly and spread them. It was at this point that Matt got tense. He had never had anyone touching his hole, much less doing to him what he knew was happen.
Nick felt much more excited at this point.He took some vaseline with his fingertips and touched his friend's hole sorroundings for the firt time. He felt his friend shiver and began rubbing the vaseline around. When he touched the hole with his finger, he could feel the motion encrease in every muscle of his friend's trussed body, he could hear the moaning get louder. He started caressing the butthole and without stopping, he got closer to his friend's face. He could tell he was both excited and scared. Matt started shaking almost violently.
Nick kissed him again on his gagged lips and said in a tender, soft voice: "You're mine now".
Matt stopped trashing, even though his breathing was still fast. Nick gave him an asking look, to which Matt responded with an approving motion of his head. He slowly inserted a finger first. This made Matt give a long moan. Nick carefully took his finger out and went back next to Matt.
"Are you OK?". Matt moved his head yes.
"Do you want me to continue?" The answer was affirmative once again.
Nick inserted his finger again and started pulling it in and out rhythmically. His friend's moanings increased. He inserted a second finger wih the same rhythm. After that, he put the condom and applied more vaseline.He put a condom also to his friend. Before he entered, he kissed Matt's neck and bit a little his earlobe. He slowly kissed his back all the way down, stopping above the cheecks.
Matt knew what was coming next and prepared himself. He felt his friend inside of him. He closed his eyes and gave a tug to his bindings. He felt more defenseless than ever and he loved it. Both of them were now breathing at the same time. The movements were now faster until both finished at the same time.
Both were exhausted. Nick fell next to Matt and looked into those hazel eyes. Hte connection they shared in that moment made them feel closer than ever, as if they were one.
After a few moments, Nick started to untie Matt. He let him take care of his gag at his own pace and when he was done he layed once again beside him. Matt pulled Nick closer and sorrunded him with his arms, holding him so tight that you would think he wanted to fuse with him. They kissed. Their first real kiss without the gag between.
The sunrise surprised them still holding on the floor, where they had fallen asleep. This night would change them forever.