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“Asshole!”

“Cock sucker!”

“Fag!”

“Breeder wannabe!!”

Eddy and Mark had been going at it for hours. Neither remembered what had started the fight. At this point, neither cared. It was all about the argument.

Passions flared, voices were raised. And soon ti would happen.

Eddy went psycho. A wrestling champ in school, the little guy was a lot stronger then he looked. With barely any effort, Eddy grabbed Mark’s arm and twisted it behind his back. Mark let out a small gasp of surprise and pain.

In a flash, Eddy had Mark down on the ground. Mark tried in vain to struggle but he was pinned.

While one hand kept an iron like grip on his friend, eddy’s other hand reached out to the laundry shelf where there was some clothesline “conveniently” laying around. In moments Eddy was wrapping the cotton rope around Mark’s wrists. The rope bit into Mark’s arms, tighter and tighter as eddy made the knots.

Then it was time to do Mark’s feet. try as he might, Mark could no more stop Eddy from trying his feet then he could his hands. Soon he was bound hand and foot and rolling helplessly on the floor.

“What the fuck are you doing , you psycho!?”, Mark yelled out. and that was the last thing he said as Eddy shoved a filthy rag into Mark’s mouth. The gag tasted horrible and Mark tried not to think about where that rag had been before.

“What’s wrong, asshole? Nothing to say?”, Eddy taunted.

“Mmmmffaa Mmmuuu!” Mark moaned through his gag, his intent clear even if the words were garbled.

“Really? Well what do you have to say about this?”, Eddy started tickling Mark’s sensitive feet. Wild laughter mixed with swearing, the sounds made incomprehensible through the gag. Mark’s body twisted and struggled in vain to get away. But eddy knew his knots. All Mark succeeded in doing was to make himself sore.

“All right, bee-atch. I got things to do and they don’t include you.”, Eddy said as he tied Mark up into an uncomfortable hog tie.

When he was done, Mark could only roll back and forth on the dirty kitchen floor. Eddy made to leave.

“Adios loser! Oh and Breeder wannabe? What the hell was that supposed to mean?”

“Mmmmmm! Mmmmmfffpphaammmm!”, Mark grunted as Eddy walked out the door.

Alone, Mark concentrated on rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans. It was both exciting and frustrating that he couldn’t use his hands. But mark wasn’t worried about it. In an hour or two, eddy would come home and help him get off. Even though he would have to do it while tied up and gagged.

Just like all the other times he and eddy had “argued”

The End

Eddy played by Rod

Mark played by Patrick

Photography by Caitiff