Oliver's Kidnapping Game (M/m) - Part Two Added

[Dukes_91]

The door to Oliver's bedroom swung open violently, it was quickly slammed behind behind the boy as he held on firmly to his own door handle. Outside of his room someone was pushing down on the door handle with more force than Oliver. Suddenly the door was once again violently swung open, this time by his older brother, John.

In a flash, Oliver was pinned to the floor on the white carpet next to his bed. He was pinned on his stomach with his legs folded up, his ankles painfully pressing against the bottom of his thighs. His arms snatched and held firmly behind his back while he still laughed maniacally.

"Where are you going to go now, huh?" John said as he held Oliver in a firm grip. He was 19, tall, had brown hair and until moments ago was working on his college work. His irritating brother had a habit of going up to the attic space to annoy him in his bedroom. Oliver was 14, he had brown eyes and black messy hair, he found a lot of joy in annoying his older much stronger brother.

Together they lived in a three story house; the first floor comprised of hallways, a large living area and a bathroom, the second floor had two bedrooms, a bathroom and a small set of stairs which led up to the attic which John called his bedroom.

Oliver's laughing began to fade, "I'll just scream for help, mom always takes my side" he said arrogantly. John firmly held both of Oliver's wrists with his left hand and with his right hand cupped Oliver's mouth to silence any screams. Regardless, Oliver screamed into John's hand hoping to bring attention.

John laughed smugly, "Keep screaming I dare you" he said. Oliver's screams came out as soft whispers, realising this he began to thrash and struggle to no avail. Eventually he tired himself out and John slowly released his grip over his mouth, "Are we done yet?" John asked, quickly becoming bored.

Oliver slowly nodded his head, admitting defeat. John still held firmly, "maybe I should just keep you like this so you stop coming into my room" he said after a short pause. Oliver's dashed up, "as in tie me up?" he exclaimed in surprise.

John rolled his eyes, "This again?" he asked. This wasn't the first time that Oliver tried to play a tie up game with his brother, who couldn't be bothered.

Oliver immediately became embarrassed, "Well you said it, not me" he said sensing that his brother was not interested in playing with him. After a short pause John finally relented, "Fine, if we play your kidnap game will you stop annoying me?" he asked while sighing.

Oliver's heart skipped a beat, "Really?!" he shouted, "Yes, I promise to not annoy you" he said profusely. Still holding his grip John began to speak, "Tomorrow I'll grab you and hold you in my room, sound good?" he asked. Oliver, still pinned under his grip nodded quickly, "Yes thank you" he said.

Oliver was released from the hold and left in his room to think. The idea of being kidnapped was thrilling for him and it was far from the first time that he tried to introduce the idea to his older brother. He could only imagine what John might have in store for him.
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Later in the evening of the next day, Oliver made his way up the stairs, he was wearing a black t-shirt with grey joggers. He was about to go into his room for the night, as he put his hand on his door handle he heard a creak in the floor behind him. Before he could turn a hand firmly gripped his mouth, he screamed and kicked as he was effortlessly lifted and taken up the stairs to his brother's room.

His heart was racing as he was placed down on the soft white carpet on his stomach. The door closed gently behind John, "get off me" Oliver shouted, playing into his role. The sound of duct tape being loudly unravelled above him shot shivers down his spine.

"Don't bother struggling" John said as he wrapped the tape around Oliver's crossed wrists. Oliver's heart began to race even harder as his ankles were crossed over by John and wrapped with tape.

Effortlessly, John picked Oliver up and stood him on his feet, "If you say open your mouth I'll shut it for you" John said coldly to his brother who had his back to him. He found himself falling naturally into the part of a kidnapper.

Oliver looked down as his upper legs as well as his lower and upper thighs were wrapped in the silver tape at speeds he couldn't comprehend. He was losing control over his movement quicker than he could process.

His stomach and chest were swiftly wrapped with duct tape, completely restraining his upper body, "I can't move at all" Oliver said in shock as John moved in front of him, "That's the point" he said with a grin.

The duct tape would pinch at Oliver's skin as he tried to move around in his new restraints. Suddenly John ripped off a 6 inch strip of duct tape and smeared it across Oliver's lips, "I think you need to stop talking" John said as he picked up Oliver like a sack of potatoes before being thrown onto John's bed which had a black cover, "Stay there" he demanded.

Oliver was flustered, he couldn't believe this was really happening. The feeling of the tape covering his mouth was different to how he had imagined it, in reality it clung on much more tightly and aggressively than he had expected. He finally knew what it was like to be kidnapped, it thrilled him even more than he thought it would.

John walked over to his desk, sat on his black office chair and continued to do his college work. "MMMMM!" Oliver grunted as he struggled against the tape, he squirmed around on his brother's bed trying to find a better position for him to tear the tape. The feelings of helplessness washed over him as a sharp thrill, a feeling which was hightend by his gag.

As he continued to struggle he looked across the room at his big brother, Oliver was unamused that his brother had so quickly given up the role as his kidnapper. Wanting to get his brother's attention, he used all of his strength to separate his lips, eventually the tape came off his lips, "I can scream for help now" he shouted.

John gently swung around in his chair and moved towards Oliver. Oliver's older brother pressed down on the tape over his lips to quickly reapply it before picking him up over his shoulder, he walked over to a small wooden chair next to his office chair and placed him down gently on it. The tape had been reapplied but it was weaker than last time so again he tore it.

"What are you going to do to me?" Oliver asked as his brother began to tape him down to the chair. John walked towards his drawers behind the wooden chair and grabbed two fluffy white socks, he tied them together forming a large knot in the middle of the two socks.

"I'm keeping you still and quiet" John said as he ripped off the duct tape fully and placed the knot behind Oliver's teeth and secured it behind his head. Oliver's new gag reminded him of a ball gag with the large knot holding down his tongue.

"GMMMPH!" It felt exilerating for him as he struggled while tied up with the tape. John returned to his office chair beside his brother and continued to work on his college work. The room fell into silence except for the odd grunt from Oliver as he struggled against his restraints.

Eventually John spoke up, "You know I enjoyed this a lot more than I thought" he said. Oliver perked up, "GphRealymn?" some words were still able to escape his mouth. Oliver thought to himself, if John enjoyed the game he might be able to convince him to tie him up again.

"Yes, my annoying brat of a brother is finally sitting still and quiet, I haven't had this much peace in a long time" John said as he looked up and down at his restrained brother, "besides if you try anything I know where your tickle spots are" he added.

Oliver's stomach turned upside down, "NOOMPH! WAIMMN!" he shouted in fear. "Calm down I'm not going to do anything, just don't annoy me that's all" John said trying to reassure his brother, he knew from experience that Oliver wouldn't handle two seconds of being tickled without going insane.

A strange mix of fear and thrill brewed in Oliver's chest, he knew that there would be nothing he could do to stop his brother or scream for help. "I think you need a muzzle" John said confidently as small streaks of saliva dripped from Oliver's mouth.

"I'll show you what I mean" John said as he searched for pictures on his computer. The image showed the black leather panel with a large red ball in the middle with several straps that would be secured around the head. "Only something like this could shut you up" John said.

Oliver's eyes widened, the blood rushed to his ears at the suggestion of having something so over the top used to keep him quiet. Stuck in a trance, Oliver stared at the image as John continued to speak, "How about next time I give you the real experience, I'll go buy some rope and other stuff" John said as he glanced at his brother.

Oliver couldn't believe the words coming out of John's mouth for a second. "Mmmmnnn" Oliver said softly as he nodded his head. Internally he was screaming with joy, his plan had gone so much better than he thought it would.

"I think it's about time we get you downstairs to your bed" John said as he stood up. John used his teeth to tear off the tape that held John to the seat before picking up his brother over his shoulder.

He was carried downstairs to his bedroom where he was thrown onto his bed, "I'll let you have the fun of breaking out of those yourself" John said as he shut Oliver's door behind him gently.

Oliver had a blast for the next hour as he struggled relentlessly, slowly wearing down and breaking the layers of tape restraining him. He removed his brother's socks from his mouth, grateful that it was clean socks. He laid down as he drifted to sleep thinking about what would happen to him the next time.

[Red86]

So Oliver was fishing for his older brother to tie him. Looks like it paid off and sounds like it'll be leading to more fun soon enough!!

[TuggyBoundMale]

I‘m so hyped for next time haha. What will he do? Spread eagle? Hogtie?

Who knows? But I’m VERY excited

[Redman]

Very nice! I'm hooked on Oliver and John's story, and I truly hope that you'll revisit these characters again.

[lilshinefan]

wonderful! can't wait to see what john'll do next

[Sockbound1234]

This story is amazing

[Canuck100]

This was such a good story!

And I can easily imagine myself being Oliver ; I would have reacted similarly if I was in his place

Hopefully there will a other parts?

[Dukes_91]

This was such a good story!

And I can easily imagine myself being Oliver ; I would have reacted similarly if I was in his place

Hopefully there will a other parts?

There definitely will be

[hogtiefootlover]

maybe his brother should also get some oil for his feet xD

[WhereAmI]

What a kind and considerate older brother John is to help Oliver explore the intricacies of rope, knots, tape and gags, and mouth washing socks. This will certainly help Oliver as he grows to find a new sport to participate in.

Great story I hope I get to meet John and Oliver again in future stories.

[squirrel]

Great story! An older brother like John is a real treasure...

[Gino]

Great story..., please continue

[Dukes_91]

Part Two

It had been mere days since Oliver and John had played their kidnapping game but Oliver was already desperate to play again. He couldn't forget what had happened. After he was left alone his memory became blurry, only vague images of his room as he thrashed around in the tape and the sound of soft grunts and crunching of tape as he wriggled desperately.

He sat in his room at the foot of his bed facing the wooden door. Suddenly he heads footsteps come up the stairs like a gust of wind. Immediately he rushed out of the door where he found his brother John as he reached the landing of the second floor, next to the stairs which lead to his room in the attic.

"John! When are we going to play again?" Oliver said as he rushed in front of his brother. John rolled his eyes and tried to side step his brother, "I told you to be patient it's barely been a few days" he said as he pushed past his smaller brother.

Oliver was not satisfied with this response, "Please!" He shouted again up the stairs. John ignored him and continues to march up the stairs to his room. He would have to wait until at least the next night, Oliver thought to himself. He stormed off to his room where he layed down on his bed and closed his eyes. He would hold his hands still behind his back and his ankles tightly pressed together. If his brother wouldn't tie him up he would at least imagine it, he thought to himself as he dozed off.

Suddenly out of the darkness he felt a large weight on top of his body, "huh?" Oliver's voice rang out across the room in the dark as he awoke from his slumber in confusion. A hand gripped his mouth firmly, "quiet" John said sharply.

Just as Oliver's consciousness was coming back to him a white rag was stuffed into his mouth firmly, "mmm" Oliver said softly as he laid on his stomach. His pyjamas consisted of matching plain navy blue shorts and t-shirt. A white pillow case was pulled between his teeth and tied into a knot, securing the white cloth in place.

A wave of excitement and fear sprung over his body as he felt his covers being ripped from him, "don't move an inch" John spoke as he wrapped some coarse brown rope around Oliver's wrists which were now pinned behind his back.

Oliver lifted his head up and looked around the pitch black room, the only light came from his digital alarm clock which read, 6:30AM. The surface of the rope was rough on Oliver's skin as he felt it being wrapped around his crossed wrists. John reached down to Oliver's ankles and in pitch darkness managed to bind his ankles together with the brown rope.

"GMMN!" Oliver let out a small sharp yelp as another rope was used to pull his ankles and wrists together into a hogtie. The gag effectively cushioned his small squeal, still though he was hushed by his older brother.

Another small rope was wrapped around Oliver's thighs to his ankles and secured in place, a final rope was tied similarly around his chest, pinning his arms down. "Now that I have you all tied up, it's time to get you upstairs" John said in a deep menacing voice.

Oliver tried to squirm around in his bondage but the ropes did a good job of scratching him for struggling. A large brown sack was lifted over Oliver's head and pulled over Oliver's entire body. The sack was more than big enough to store Oliver inside, the material was light enough that Oliver would be able to breath through the sack easily. The opening to the sack was tied shut with a small string before it was lifted over John's shoulder.

Oliver was now even more disoriented, his heart was racing a mile per minute. He was hogtied and upside down in a sack which was being carried upstairs to his brother's room. Oliver truly felt like he had experienced what it was really like to be kidnapped and it was a thrill that he couldn't get enough of.

The sack was gently placed down on the carpet of John's room. The ropes were extremely tight on him and rough on his skin whenever he made any movements. The inside of the sack was all but pitch black, the position he was in was harsh and unforgiving. Any movement that Oliver made resulted in the ropes grinding against his skin.

Oliver listened closely but couldn't hear what his older brother was doing so he opted to move as much as possible. Inside the sack, he could roll around which allowed him to move around the room, bumping into chairs, walls and John's bed.

As Oliver rolled around more he began to wonder what his brother was doing. Maybe John would just let him stay there tied up for the entire, he thought to himself. Regardless, the ropes were becoming unbearable for him and he wanted his brother to take part in the game.

"JMMMHHH!" he shouted at full volume through his gag, he could barely even hear himself nevermind someone across the room. He rolled from his stomach onto his back, it made the ropes strain on him less.

"JMMMMMHHHH! MMNNMPHUM!" Oliver screamed as loud as he could this time. Still no response. Oliver rolled his eyes in frustration, up to this point he had only been struggling against the rope, but now he thought, he should try to get the gag out of his mouth.

Oliver pushed aggressively with his tongue against the white rag that had been crammed into his mouth. His tongue was near complete exhaustion when eventually he felt it pop out over the white pillow case. By this point his chin was covered in saliva. By maneuvering his chin he was able to keep the white pillow case out of his mouth.

He knew there would be only one way to force his brother to participate, "HEELLLPP!" he screamed, his words echoing not just through the room but through the entire house. Suddenly he heard heavy footsteps march towards him, the sack snapped open instantly, he saw a blinding light as his eyes readjusted, the sun had fully come up by this point.

Oliver saw the silhouette of his brother, "Finally! Yo-" Oliver spoke before John's hand clamped down on his mouth. "I promise if you speak another word you will deeply regret it" John as he looked down at his brother.

Moments later Oliver found himself on his stomach, he was being secured to his brother's bed while still hogtied. "Ow!" Oliver exclaimed as the last rope was tightened which connected his arm to the side of John's bed. "Did we really have to do this so early? Also why didn't you use duct tape to shut my mouth?" Oliver asked his big brother who was now standing behind him.

Oliver was now fully immobilised in the middle of his brother's bed, he could no longer wriggle side to side now that his arms were tied down to the bed frame. "I thought a cleave gag with some stuffing would shut you up more effectively and apparently it didn't." John said annoyed as he took picked up the stuffing that Oliver had spat out.

"You know what a cleave gag is?" Oliver asked curiously. The pillowcase still dangled around Oliver's neck like a saliva covered necklace. "Yes I've done my research, I wanted to make sure you couldn't get out. With tape you can eventually rip it, but with rope, I can keep you still forever" John said as he set another cloth down on the bed next to Oliver.

"Well you've done a good job at that." Oliver said as he tried to move his wrists. John picked up the spat out stuffing and walked over to his brother, "any last words before I put the gag back in?" John said as he held the stuffing up to his mouth.

Oliver tried to move his head back, "Make sure I can't spit it out this time. Ow-mm" Oliver said, he let out a small yelp as his hair was pulled back and had the stuffing crammed into his mouth. The pillowcase was briefly untied and then secured behind Oliver's head once again except far tighter than the last time.

"Try spitting this one out" John said as he took another white pillow case and tied it over his lips as securely as possible. Soon after doing this John left the room for a few moments, leaving Oliver to struggle by himself. His new gag was much tighter and covered the top of his mouth too, he desperately pulled and yanked at his restraints but they wouldn't budge.

"Hmmmmm!" Oliver let out a small noise, he was indefinitely stuck in place, the best he could do was move his head up, arching his back more. For Oliver, this felt like heaven, it was everything he had wanted, completely helpless with nowhere to go. It was then that John entered the room once more.

In his hand, John held Oliver's toothbrush, "I was just thinking that because of what you did earlier, I should punish you" John said as he shut the door behind him. "HMN?" Oliver said in confusion.

John gently scraped the toothbrush along Oliver's sole, "NNNNNNNMMMMMMMHHHH!" Oliver screamed with laughter as he furiously pulled against his restraints, causing the bed to creak as he thrashed side to side.

"I know you can't handle being tickled for more than a minute without going insane, which is why I'm going to do this for five minutes" John said as he ignored his brother's cries while continuing to scrape the brush against his brother's sole. "This is your toothbrush by the way, I'd get a new one after this" John said while laughing to himself.

It had only been a matter of seconds and Oliver had already lost it, he could barely breathe between his laughter. He had never felt so helpless before, he couldn't move a muscle or even cry out.

After five minutes had passed, a bored John stood up, "I'm going to go downstairs now, I'll leave you here for an hour or two and let you have fun" said John. Oliver by this point was an exhausted sweaty mess who didn't have the energy to move at all, his mind was in pieces.

As John entered the living room downstairs he saw his mom sitting on the couch by herself, "Did dad tell you?" She asked him as he made his way over to the brown leather couch next to the TV.

"Tell me what?" John asked his mom as he sat down. "Your father and I are going to your auntie's house for two weeks" she said, "So can you please look after your brother while we're gone?" She added.

John did his best to hold back his smile, "Of course I'll take care of him" he said.

[Gino]

Wow, great sequel

[WhereAmI]

What a great chapter. Poor little Oliver tied, bagged, kidnapped, probably never to be seen again. What a cliff hanger. Your readers can hardly wait for another chapter to see what happens to innocent little Oliver by Big Bad Brother John.

[TuggyBoundMale]

Oh my god the next two weeks will be amazing!!!

Also, I LOVE IT!!! Great chapter, really, you did such a good job, you even did a hogtie and a cleave gag. And I love both of that haha

Wow, really, this is so good. Great job man, please go on

[Dukes_91]

Oh my god the next two weeks will be amazing!!!

Also, I LOVE IT!!! Great chapter, really, you did such a good job, you even did a hogtie and a cleave gag. And I love both of that haha

Wow, really, this is so good. Great job man, please go on

Thank you, I'm really glad you liked it