Chapter 100 - Fun and GamesTuesday, April 25 (1:00 PM)
I couldn't help but turn my head away as I picked up the sock with the tip of my fingers.
Pew! Yeah, this was definitely
Jeremy was NOT gonna be happy about this, I knew.
The angry boner dangling in my shiny shorts wasn't going anywhere.
If fact, it couldn't get any harder.
"Hey buddy." I said, grinning evilly as I walked back into the master bedroom.
The tone of my voice and the mischievous smile I displayed across my lips told Jeremy that something was wrong.
I watched him tense up a little and rattle his cuffed hands and feet in a futile attempt to break free.
The pulsing shaft inside his thin turquoise boxer briefs was sticking out like a sore thumb and a sliver of pre-cum had managed to seep it's way through the stretchy material.
The poor lad had no way of protecting himself. No way of stopping me from digging my fingers into his crotch and tickling the base of his erect boner.
"Get away from me you perv." he threatened defiantly, chuckling in the process.
"Haha, you won't guess what I found lying outside the hamper on the bathroom floor." I smirked, climbing onto the bed and dangling Nick's big, funky grey sock in front of Jeremy's face.
"Oww! OWW FUCK! Get that thing away from me!" he yelled, crinkling his nose and turning his head away from the sock.
"Oh, I don't think so buddy..." I laughed, reaching over for the roll of big, silver, industrial-grade duct tape Nick kept in his nightstand.
Not caring about the fact that my hard, satin-clad boner was sticking out in front of me, I sat myself down on my helpless friend's chest and put some weight on my knees to make my position more comfy.
"I think we both know where this is going." I smiled, holding the upper end of the sock and dangling the lower part of it over my poor captive's face.
"Dude...NO!" he yelled, twisting his head frantically from side to side.
"What's wrong?" I laughed, cracking up at the sight of him freaking out like this. "I thought you liked stinky socks."
"Yeah, I do. But not Nick's
!" he complained, visibly put off by what he was sniffing.
"Aww come on, I know his feet stink, but it can't be THAT bad." I chuckled, lifting the sock up closer to my nostrils. "Ugh fuck..." I suddenly cried out, turning my head away and moving the sock away from my face as far as I could.
It was bad.
Those were probably the socks Nick had been wearing to work lately.
When he wore socks, he usually wore the same ones for quite a while. If he actually remembered to put them in the hamper on his own, then they had to be REALLY smelly.
"Yup...these are Nick's alright!" I laughed, bringing the sock over Jeremy's face again and dangling it low enough that the toe part was touching his nose.
The green-eyed boi coughed and produced some serious gagging sound.
He rattled his restraints a bit, but the police cuffs held him in place.
"I thought you liked Nick's feet!?" I exclaimed, a little surprised by his reaction. "I don't recall you giving him any trouble when he made you worship his feet back at the cottage." I shot, demanding an explanation.
"Are you kidding?! His feet smell the WORST! I had to focus on not puking the whole time." he explained.
I had to agree with him on that one.
Nick's feet DID smell the worst.
It wasn't just a normal cheesy smell. It was really
"Then why didn't you complain about it?" I asked, obviously not thinking things through.
"Complain about it!? Master Brad would've killed me!" he cried out.
"Ex Master Brad." I corrected.
He was right about that...and come to think of it, those few times I'd seen Jeremy deal with Nick's feet or sneakers, I'd seen his face cringe more than once and remember him looking a little pale and flushed.
"Alright, but don't you find Nick incredibly hot?" I asked, anxious to turn the discussion away from Brad. "Come on...don't tell me you don't find him sexy."
"Of course he's hot." Jeremy replied, obviously not knowing where I was going with this.
"Then just open your mouth and let me gag you with his sock." I prodded, using my free hand to brush my fingers over his exposed, left armpit.
"No...hahaha!" he laughed, unable to control himself.
"Come on....come on." I teased, tickling my friend harder and harder. "I know you want it. Just open up and chew on my boyfriend's stanker!" I laughed, dangling the huge, grey sock over my younger friend's genuinely frightened face.
"No...HAHA! No! STOP! Ugh...HAHA!" he cried out, gagging as he caught a whiff Nick's potent foot stench.
Grabbing one of the thick pillows at the top of the bed, I pulled Jeremy's head up and stuffed the pillow in underneath so that he didn't have as much head movement.
That would make my task of gagging him a little easier.
Scooting forward a little bit on his chest I grabbed the duct tape and moved it closer before using both my hands to disdainfully turn the huge, funky sock inside out.
Jeremy tried bucking his hips up off the mattress, no doubt trying to throw me off.
All he managed to do was make me slip a little off his chest and closer to his neck.
"Ugh....mmmphhhff....dude! Your boner's in my face!" he complained, obviously not having thought this whole "bucking me off" motion through.
"Haha, too bad." I laughed, getting more into character and enjoying the fact that he had my satin-covered shaft right in his face.
I would've never imagined myself having so much fun torturing and dominating another guy.
But Jeremy wasn't just another guy
. He was a fellow sub. We understood each other and both knew that this was just some harmless roleplaying.
Had Jeremy been older or bigger than me, it probably wouldn't have been as easy to summon my hidden, dominant streak during these games.
The boi continued thrashing about, obviously disgruntled by the shiny blue boner he had, nuzzling his face.
"What are you doing?!" he cried out, watching me wide-eyed as I turned my hunky boyfriend's cheesy old work sock inside out.
"Just getting your gag ready." I stated, unable to hide my triumphant smile as a generous amount of toe-jam-covered sock lint fell onto my captive's face.
"Ugghh! Pfffttt!" he coughed, spitting out the bits of cheesy lint that had fallen into his protesting mouth. "No! DUDE! I don't want that sock in my mouth!" Jeremy yelled.
"You should've thought about that when I told you to be quiet and stop screaming earlier." I answered, digging my fingers into his pits once more and causing him to yelp in surprise.
"NOO! STOP!...NOOO!" he yelled, visibly frightened by the massive wad of rotten sock approaching his face.
"Open wide buddy!" I laughed, pinching my friend's nostrils shut and squeezing both sides of his head with my thighs to stop him from moving around too much.
"Haha, soon you'll be able to let me know how much you enjoy doing Nick's laundry for me." I laughed, keeping his nose shut and pressing a big wad of the sock material over his closed mouth.
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