Bully Big Brother’s Bondage Blog (M/m)
Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2025 8:11 pm
Beep! Livestream started: “Little Brat Brother Learns A Lesson!”
There on the screen is a cute tiny goth boy with pale skin, black hair, blue eyes, and freckles in a short-sleeved black hoodie with long white sleeves made to look like another shirt, black denim short shorts, black leggings and combat boots. He’s sitting on a chair with his hands taped behind his back. His whole torso is taped to the back rest of the chair and his legs are taped together all the way from his ankles to his knees, turning his angry kicking into just uselessly flopping his legs.
“Scott, let me go! I’m not kidding!!” He whines angrily. “You’re suck a fucking assho— mmph!” He gets handgagged from behind so he can’t talk anymore, and someone behind him enters the camera. It’s a tall strong looking guy in his 20s, who doesn’t look that much like his little brother taped to the chair, brown hair and green eyes, more tan, and a lot hairyer.
“Quiet, baby bro unless you want your punishment to be even worse!” He says. It doesn’t stop the kid from yanking and squirming but he’s too small to do any good. The bigger guy faces the camera. “Hey gang, how we doing tonight?” He’s streaming to all his friends, a bunch of jerks who like to bully and humiliate younger weaker boys, especially if they’re gay. “I want you all to meet my baby brother Timothy. The folks are gone for a few weeks, so it’s just been me and him, and he’s been a very bad boy! Won’t stop talking back to me. So I think he needs a little lesson, what do you think?” The live chat comments roll through, all excitedly agreeing. “I figured since little Timmy here doesn’t seem to know how to shut up, we should help him! So we’re gonna see just how tight we can gag this brat!”
“Mmm! Nnmmm!” Timothy screams, trying to shake his head, blushing really hard. He hates being called Timmy and especially being humiliated like this.
“First things first.” Said Scott. “Let’s get his mouth stuffed nice and full!” He grabs a pair of Timothy’s small socks on the ground and wads them up in a ball. “Open wide, little bro!” He takes his hand off Timothy’s mouth just a bit.
“Scott, stop! Don’t you dare put that in my m—mmph!” Scott doesn’t listen and shoves the socks inside Timothy’s mouth making his cheeks bulge out. Scott quickly squeezes his hand back down so Timothy can’t spit them out.
“That’s just step 1! Time for step 2!” He grabs a long black crew sock with a big knot tied in the middle of it to make it like a ballgag. “Alright kiddo, open up again.” He takes his hand off Timothy’s mouth. The socks force his mouth open so he can’t close it. He tries to shove the socks out with his tongue but before he can the knot goes between his teeth and Scott ties the ends around the back of his head.
“Grrmmff! Fmmk ymm!” Timothy growls, he’s more muffled now but you can still kinda tell what he’s saying. And now Scott doesn’t have to keep his hand on Timothy’s mouth. Timothy tries to shake his head and push with his tongue to get the gag loose but he can’t.
“Still too loud! He needs another layer, don’t you think?” Asks Scott and all the viewers agree, telling him to “shut that brat up!” “Gag him tighter!” And humiliate and make fun of him and call him lots of bad names.
Scott grabs another sock with a knot in the middle but the knot is a bit smaller this time. He tugs the knot over the first big one and then ties it in place, then gets another crew sock without a knot and cleave gags Timothy with it, then with the last one he ties it OTM so Timothy is muffled almost completely. He looks ridiculously pathetic. His cheeks are all puffy and squeezed by the tight gag bulging in his mouth and he can only squeak “Mmm! Mm-hmm!” That barely sound like real words.
“That’s more like it!” “No more whining from that little brat!” The viewers say but Scott laughs. “Oh that’s just the first half!” He grabs a roll of duct tape. “We’re not close to done yet!”
“Mmm! Nnmmm-hmmm!” Screams Timothy shaking his head.
Scott peels the tape off the roll and presses it down on Timothy’s cheek, partially on the OTM sock and partially on the skin, then he starts to wrap it around, and around, and around, and around, completely covering the rest of the gag, covering Timothy’s whole lower face from below his nose to under his chin with tape, every layer muffling him more and more, squeezing his cheeks tighter and tighter.
“Mmmghff!! Stmmmp!!” Timothy begs, trying really really hard not to cry, but he’s really embarrassed and upset and scared.
The viewers all mock him. “Haha! Look at him! He’s so pathetic! Can barely make a sound! Looks like he’s gonna cry!”
Scott finally tears off the tape when the roll was almost gone and pats it down on the teen’s cheek. “There, no more mouthing off, huh baby brother?” He pats Timothy’s head. “Now it’s time for me to go to work. You can stay here and keep all my friends entertained.” He looks at the camera. “Have fun babysitting! Feel free to watch him struggle as long as you want!” He leaves the room and shuts the door, leaving his kid brother tugging and squirming on the chair, moaning pathetically for hours and hours through layers and layers of gag, while the viewers enjoyed every single second of it.
There on the screen is a cute tiny goth boy with pale skin, black hair, blue eyes, and freckles in a short-sleeved black hoodie with long white sleeves made to look like another shirt, black denim short shorts, black leggings and combat boots. He’s sitting on a chair with his hands taped behind his back. His whole torso is taped to the back rest of the chair and his legs are taped together all the way from his ankles to his knees, turning his angry kicking into just uselessly flopping his legs.
“Scott, let me go! I’m not kidding!!” He whines angrily. “You’re suck a fucking assho— mmph!” He gets handgagged from behind so he can’t talk anymore, and someone behind him enters the camera. It’s a tall strong looking guy in his 20s, who doesn’t look that much like his little brother taped to the chair, brown hair and green eyes, more tan, and a lot hairyer.
“Quiet, baby bro unless you want your punishment to be even worse!” He says. It doesn’t stop the kid from yanking and squirming but he’s too small to do any good. The bigger guy faces the camera. “Hey gang, how we doing tonight?” He’s streaming to all his friends, a bunch of jerks who like to bully and humiliate younger weaker boys, especially if they’re gay. “I want you all to meet my baby brother Timothy. The folks are gone for a few weeks, so it’s just been me and him, and he’s been a very bad boy! Won’t stop talking back to me. So I think he needs a little lesson, what do you think?” The live chat comments roll through, all excitedly agreeing. “I figured since little Timmy here doesn’t seem to know how to shut up, we should help him! So we’re gonna see just how tight we can gag this brat!”
“Mmm! Nnmmm!” Timothy screams, trying to shake his head, blushing really hard. He hates being called Timmy and especially being humiliated like this.
“First things first.” Said Scott. “Let’s get his mouth stuffed nice and full!” He grabs a pair of Timothy’s small socks on the ground and wads them up in a ball. “Open wide, little bro!” He takes his hand off Timothy’s mouth just a bit.
“Scott, stop! Don’t you dare put that in my m—mmph!” Scott doesn’t listen and shoves the socks inside Timothy’s mouth making his cheeks bulge out. Scott quickly squeezes his hand back down so Timothy can’t spit them out.
“That’s just step 1! Time for step 2!” He grabs a long black crew sock with a big knot tied in the middle of it to make it like a ballgag. “Alright kiddo, open up again.” He takes his hand off Timothy’s mouth. The socks force his mouth open so he can’t close it. He tries to shove the socks out with his tongue but before he can the knot goes between his teeth and Scott ties the ends around the back of his head.
“Grrmmff! Fmmk ymm!” Timothy growls, he’s more muffled now but you can still kinda tell what he’s saying. And now Scott doesn’t have to keep his hand on Timothy’s mouth. Timothy tries to shake his head and push with his tongue to get the gag loose but he can’t.
“Still too loud! He needs another layer, don’t you think?” Asks Scott and all the viewers agree, telling him to “shut that brat up!” “Gag him tighter!” And humiliate and make fun of him and call him lots of bad names.
Scott grabs another sock with a knot in the middle but the knot is a bit smaller this time. He tugs the knot over the first big one and then ties it in place, then gets another crew sock without a knot and cleave gags Timothy with it, then with the last one he ties it OTM so Timothy is muffled almost completely. He looks ridiculously pathetic. His cheeks are all puffy and squeezed by the tight gag bulging in his mouth and he can only squeak “Mmm! Mm-hmm!” That barely sound like real words.
“That’s more like it!” “No more whining from that little brat!” The viewers say but Scott laughs. “Oh that’s just the first half!” He grabs a roll of duct tape. “We’re not close to done yet!”
“Mmm! Nnmmm-hmmm!” Screams Timothy shaking his head.
Scott peels the tape off the roll and presses it down on Timothy’s cheek, partially on the OTM sock and partially on the skin, then he starts to wrap it around, and around, and around, and around, completely covering the rest of the gag, covering Timothy’s whole lower face from below his nose to under his chin with tape, every layer muffling him more and more, squeezing his cheeks tighter and tighter.
“Mmmghff!! Stmmmp!!” Timothy begs, trying really really hard not to cry, but he’s really embarrassed and upset and scared.
The viewers all mock him. “Haha! Look at him! He’s so pathetic! Can barely make a sound! Looks like he’s gonna cry!”
Scott finally tears off the tape when the roll was almost gone and pats it down on the teen’s cheek. “There, no more mouthing off, huh baby brother?” He pats Timothy’s head. “Now it’s time for me to go to work. You can stay here and keep all my friends entertained.” He looks at the camera. “Have fun babysitting! Feel free to watch him struggle as long as you want!” He leaves the room and shuts the door, leaving his kid brother tugging and squirming on the chair, moaning pathetically for hours and hours through layers and layers of gag, while the viewers enjoyed every single second of it.