The Hardly Boy
36 photos; 4:13 video
“You are reading some kids book!” Matt’s frat brother Jeff sarcastically said. “Like they are for 12 year olds. The Hardy boys – that’s old shit.”
“This is the classic one,” Matt said. “While the Clock Ticked!” “Listen to this….
‘Immediately the Hardy boys tried to free themselves from the ropes. The clock struck two. They had only an hour, and the old madman and his companions might return at any moment. They were stifled by the gags. The ropes chafed their wrists and ankles. Silently they struggled. Frank had a edge in his pocket. If he could only reach it there was a chance that he might cut through his bonds. His hands were bound behind his back. He extended his fingers, groping for his hip pocket. Joe, on his part, was trying to loosen the ropes about his wrists but they had been tightly and expertly tied.’”
“Think of it - helpless, your hands bound with rope so tight that it is chaffing your wrists, gagged, struggling – your heart pounding – trying to get to the edge – escape – before – POFF! The device blows your tied body to smithereens.”
“If that turns you on,” Jeff replied.
“Yeah. To be tied up and have to escape – or --- Yoo man, I want to try this.”
“You want me to tie you up?”
“Yeah, and take some pictures too!”
Matt dropped to his knees and put his hands behind his back like he was being XXXX. “Make it real and make it tight!”
“Ok, I’ll tie you up. Turn around.” Jeff got some rope and began to take pictures. “Now turn around and put your arms behind your back.”
Matt turned around and Jeff soon had his wrists and arms tight in rope. “Hey, you seem to know how to do this” Matt observed. “Oh yeah,” Jeff said. “I like binding and gagging dudes and maybe even torturing them!”
“Torturing????’ Matt’s words were silenced by a knotted bandanna shoved between his teeth and tied around his head. Jeff continued applying rope to Matt’s feet and legs as the 21 year old was having second thoughts and beginning to mpff his objections to Jeff’s binding him. “Hey, this was your idea – real and tight Mr. Frank Hardy. Oh yeah, I read that book too!”
“What are you going to do to me? a now terrified Matt mpiffed, his heart racing in his chest. “Tape that fucking trap of your closed!” The tape over the gag silenced him.
“Now, let’s play Hardy boys. I’m the bad guy, you are the good guy,” Jeff taunted as he hogtied the struggling man. “There! And now the fun begins!”
Matt just looked helplessly as his roommate as he looked at his watch. “Ever see the movie HOSTEL?” Matt gulped. “Let’s just say – we – you have 30 minutes, or….”
Jeff let out a sinister laugh. Matt looked terrified as he began to squirm and struggle while the clock ticked.
The End.
Model: Matt
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/08/2008