Friends to the End by Soft Touch

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After a long trying day of trying to be politically correct to everyone he worked for at the hospital, Steve returned to his apartment where his unhappiness meter jumped right off of the scale.  The dirty dishes were still piled up in the sink!  And the dirty clothes he'd been asking Paulie to wash for the last three days were now lying soggy and forgotten in the bottom of the washer instead of tumbling away in the dryer where they might get dry again sometime soon.  Where the hell was Paulie?
            It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure out that lazy Paulie was still lying in his bed and watching cartoons on the TV.  Paulie looked up at Steve and smiled.  “Hi Steve, how did work go today?”
            Steven exploded.  “I thought we had an agreement!  When you quit your last job, you promised to stay home and take care of the apartment and do all of the housework.”
            “Yea Steve, I’m getting around to it.”
            “Getting around to it?  Do you think I like busting my ass all day and trying to keep all of those idiots at work happy only to come home and find out that I still have to clean up after you?”
            “Easy Steve,” Paulie cautioned.  “Remember your blood pressure.”
            “I'll show you blood pressure!”  Steve pounced on Paulie and all too easily pinned his skinny roommate down on the bed.  “You remember what I promised to do to you the last time you goofed off on me?”
            “Oh no, Steve, please don’t tie me up!”
            And then Paulie’s eyes widened as he saw Steve draw a long length of rope out of his pocket.  Then Paulie tried to resist, but Steve spent his days lifting hospital patients while Paulie spent his days lifting the remote control for the TV, so he had no chance as Steve quickly fashioned the rope into a tight chest halter that drew Paulie’s tied hands together up behind his back.  “Ow!  That’s too tight!” Paulie tried to complain.
            “No more words out of you!” Steve sXXXXped as he snatched one of Paulie’s dirty socks up off the floor and then tied it tightly between Paulie’s spread teeth.
            Paulie was disappointed.  He had left a perfectly clean bandanna out in plain sight for Steve to use for a gag.  He didn't like the taste of dirty socks and he tried to tell Steve so, but Steve just pushed him back out onto the bed and then began wrapping more tight rope all around Paulie’s ankles.
            “There, that ought to hold you for awhile!” Steve pronounced.
            But Paulie just laughed at him.
            “Oh, you think this is funny?”
            Steve pounced on the helpless Paulie and dug his fingertips into his roommate’s skinny ribcage.
            “Mmon’t…!  Gon’t gickle gee-hee-hee…!”  Paulie’s whole body shook with a torrent of giggles.  But Steve kept right on tickling Paulie until his skinny friend had tears in his eyes and he was gasping for breath behind his soggy sock gag.
            Then Steve let Paulie go.  “Now I’m going out to wash those dirty dishes.  And then I’m going to finish that laundry you were too lazy to finish.  And then, if you're good, I might come back and turn you loose so that you can fix dinner.”
            Steve stormed out of the room and never noticed the way that Paulie was smiling while he rubbed his bound body up against the firm mattress and rubbed his sock-parted lips up against his warm pillow.
            Then Paulie had a fun idea.  This time he would surprise Steve and be all untied before he came back.  That would show him!
            Paulie sat up and started worming his skinny wrists against the tight ropes and continued to smile as he imagined the surprised look Steve would have on his face.  But then Paulie heard the door open.  Steve was coming back already!
            
But then Paulie looked up and saw a strange rough-looking man towering over him.  “Mmgour got geve?” Paulie mouthed into his gag.  And then Paulie saw something awfully cold and cruel in the strange man’s eyes and he screamed “Mmmeeve…!”
            A big hand clamped itself over Paulie’s mouth and then those cold eyes warned him to be quiet or else this man would make him quiet forever.
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 Steve couldn't stay angry with Paulie for long.  Ever since he first found him shivering and starving at the bus station, there had been kind of a special feeling between the two of them, which didn't mean that Paulie couldn't get under his skin.  The sexy young man had a knack for yanking Steve’s chain every now and then.  Sometimes Steve thought Paulie did it deliberately just to get his blood pressure going.  Or maybe his sexy friend had another reason for wanting Steve to tie him up now and then?  Steve didn't know, but he was already to forgive and forget when he walked back into the bedroom.

            “Hey, what happened to your clothes?  I know you had clothes on when I tied you up.  And where did that black tape come from?”  Poor Steve was really puzzled.
            Paulie started making big eyes at Steve and all kinds of weird soggy sock sounds started coming from behind the black tape covering his mouth.
            “What is this charades?”
            Paulie seemed to get more excited.
            “Okay, I'll play.  It’s one word and it rhymes with mmmun!”
            Paulie’s head nodded up and down excitedly like he was trying to tell Steve something important.
            “Game’s over, bright boy!”  The startled Steve whipped his head around to see a great big XXXX being pointed at him and Paulie.  The word was “XXXX” a voice said inside his stupid head.  “All right, bright boy, start peeling.  Let’s see what kind of underwear you're wearing.”
            Steve’s heart sank down into his shoes as he looked over at Paulie and saw that his friend was so sorry that there were tears in his eyes.
            “Today, bright boy!” the big ugly man growled at Steve.
            Steve’s fingers began mechanically unfastening and pulling off his clothes while his eyes remained fixed on the black muzzle of the pistol being pointed at him like it was the swaying head of a King Cobra.  Who was this guy?  What did he want?
            Then came the ropes and the awful taste of one of Paulie’s dirty socks being thumbed deep into Steve’s mouth.  Steve didn't even think of resisting.  There was no telling what this strange guy might do or where the bullets might fly if he ever started shooting.  Steve stole a glance over at Paulie and sighed with relief to see that his young friend hadn't been harmed yet.
            The big guy then grabbed Steve and pressed black tape over his sock-spread lips before he pushed him down onto the bed beside Paulie.  “One sound out of you two and I promise my XXXX will make a lot of noise,” the ugly House Invader threatened.
            Then the big guy grabbed Paulie’s TV set and took it out of the room.
            A few moments later Steve heard the front door to his apartment open and the sound of a bunch of feet like the scurrying of rats coming inside his private world.  After that the small apartment was filled with the sounds of doors and drawers being pulling open, dishes and other breakables crashing to the floor, and every now and then the whoop-whoop of one of the rats who found something good to steal.
            Then Paulie rubbed his shoulder up against Steve’s shoulder and tried to apologize behind his juicy gag.  Steve nodded his head.  This wasn't any of Paulie’s fault.  Then another crash of his good china brought Steve back to the present.  There was no telling what these thieves might do before they left so he signaled with his eyes and grunts from his stuffed mouth.  Paulie understood and moved his tied hands close to Steve’s.

           Paulie was an old hand at this, but Steve hadn't been tied up since that one time at summer camp, so he followed Paulie’s lead as they tried to undo the tight knots.  But this was a lot harder than it looked on TV and soon both roommates were breathing hard and sweating and stinking and no closer to being untied than when they started.

            Then Steve happened to notice the size of the bulge in Paulie’s underpants and all at once it dawned on him.  Paulie liked being tied up!  Well the dumb so-and-so, why didn't he tell me?  No wonder he had been going out of his way to piss Steve off lately.  They always had such a good time making up afterwards.
            Off in the distance, Steve could hear all of the rats scurrying out the door with all of their loot.  They had probably taken every bit of good stuff Steve had.  Then Steve finally heard the front door close with a bang and he sighed with relief.            It might take him awhile to replace all of the stuff the rats had broken and taken, but they hadn't harmed the only thing that Steve really cared about.  And Steve planned to tell Paulie just how much he cared about him – just as soon as he managed to get this awful-tasting sock out of his mouth. 

Paulie Played by Cain

Steve played by Rod

Photography by Caitiff


Date Of Production: 01/02/2005


tags: story, cleave gag, stripped, double, underwear

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