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Nathan came up from his workout. The college wrestling champ worked out every night before dinner. It was a long workout. And Nathan was sore. “No pain, no gain.” He went to the frig and got some water. His roommate and team mate and best friend, Roger, was looking at his computer, and laughing his head off.”

“Watch you watching?” Nathan asked.

“This is so stupid. Take a look.”

Nathan came up behind Roger. “That is fucked.” Roger was watching some college school kid in a youtube video called “Bound Wrestling.” This kid was all tied up from his waist up, his arms tied behind his back, he hands tied, ropes circling his chest, gagged with tape, surrounded by three of his team mates, and was kicking himself free from their moves against him.

“That fucking kid is good. What do you think, he is like 19 or something, bound and gagged and still can kick the shit out of his buddies,” Roger observed. “Don’t think I could do that, what about you?” “Fuckin yeah,” Nathan said. “I was tied up so many times by my older brothers when I was a kid and they would try to beat the shit out of me. I always kicked through.” “Did you get out.” “Yup, every time.” “They probably did not want to hurt you, like tied you up like a sissy girl” “They roped the shit out of me. Wanna see? Go ahead, bind me like that kid.”

Roger smiled. He had wanted to tie up his roommate for a year. “Well, there is some rope in the garage. Let me get it!”

Nathan was still wearing his singlet when he presented his arms for a roping. “You can make it as fuckin tight as you want.” Nathan added as Roger returned with rope and tape. He stuffed a rag into Nathan’s mouth and taped it shut. He grabbed his arms, crossed his wrists and bound his hands behind his back. Nathan liked the feel of the rope. It made him feel tough – like when he was a teen.

Roger did some roping around his arms and torso and checked his hands. “There. Beat the shit out of me.” Nathan began to play the part of a kick boxer and shot his kicks against Roger, who darted around the room. Nathan began to sweat at this bound workout. He just missed Roger when he lost his balance, and fell to the floor. He got into a sitting position – breathing heavy from the workout.

Roger jumped him, put his legs into a scissors lock, and tightly bound his ankles. Nathan began to grunt in his gag. “Let me see you get out of that!” Nathan began to squirm and struggle against his bounds as Roger got a beer, sat back and taunted him. “Thought you could break out of anything?” Fuck you,” Nathan mpiffed as he fought the ropes. “Can’t get out?” Let me help you. Nathan expected Roger to begin to untie him and the cold beer looked very inviting, when Roger grabbed some more rope and began to hogtie his feet to his wrists. “Does this help?” he taunted his friend as he tightly bound him. Nathan realized he was in deep shit. There was no way out. He looked at Roger. Roger just sat back. “Anything – my ass. Have a good night bound and gagged.”

Nathan was left roped like a steer, struggling like a madman. Finally, exhausted, he stopped. “It’s going to be a fucking long night,” he figured.

End

Nathen played by Holden

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/19/2007