Jeremy did as he always did every night. Before bed he locked his bedroom door, closed the air conditioning vent, and opened his window to the hot humid autumn night. Then after stripping naked and getting the ropes from under his mattress, he tied his ankles together at the footboard of his bed. Then, lying on his back, he stretched out his lithe 16-year-old body and put his wrists through a loop of rope at the headboard, his erection already rock-hard.
There he would lie on his back, completely naked, writhing his young body this way and that as his wrists and ankles tugged on the ropes. It didn't take long before a fine sheen of sweat glistened all over his tight smooth body. The boy would torment himself as long as he could stand it, imagining someone standing over him, whipping his bare chest and tummy.
Then finally, in a frenzy, he would roll himself over and gyrate his pelvis up and down, now imagining his bare butt being spanked with a belt, until he ejaculated, after which his supple sweat-soaked body would collapse and drift off to sleep, still tied by his wrists and ankles.
Jeremy was always glad that he had the responsibility of doing his own laundry.
Being a shy boy, Jeremy didn't have many friends. He had felt kinky desires ever since the onset of puberty and wasn't sure if he was really gay or not, at least not until that first day of eleventh grade. Sitting next to him was an Asian boy who could best be described as delicious! His name was Sasanouk and he wore a black tank top that revealed the most sensuous arms Jeremy had ever seen. Thick straight jet black hair, parted in the middle with the cutest side bangs, flowed down past Sasanouk's ears, almost to his surprisingly broad shoulders, shoulders that contrasted rather nicely with the boy's very slender waist.
The class project for that week involved acting out a captivating scene from a movie with a partner. Jeremy and Sasanouk looked at each other and instinctively knew they would be working together.
"Would you like to be my partner?" Jeremy asked.
"Sure," Sasanouk responded.
"What movie should we do a scene from?"
"Hmmm ... Have you seen the Jungle Book?"
"Yeah, that's a good choice."
"But which scene is the most captivating?" Sasanouk asked rhetorically.
The two boys sat and thought for a while, neither wanting to state the obvious. Finally, Sasanouk spoke first and said, "I think I know."
"Yeah ... me too. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Jeremy asked.
"I think so. The whipping scene?" Sasanouk asked, almost regrettably.
In an effort to put his new acquaintance at ease, Jeremy hastily said, "I could be the jungle boy."
"Yeah, right!" Sasanouk laughed.
"Don't worry. I'll go easy on you."
"We have to be ready by Friday. When should we rehearse?
"Are you free this afternoon? Our house has a big attic, but it's not air conditioned.
"So it'll be hot and humid just like the jungle!"
Jeremy was in dreamland for the rest of the day. Never before had he been filled with such an intense feeling of anticipatory excitement.
Stripping off his school clothes and donning only a pair of gym shorts, he worked feverishly in the attic, securing ropes here and there, trying to imagine which position Sasanouk would look best in. For the whip, Jeremy chose an old leather strap that was once used as a dog leash. He cut off both ends and attached it to one of his old drum sticks. "Not bad," Jeremy thought to himself. His heart raced when the doorbell rang.
His body dripping with sweat, Jeremy raced down two flights of stairs and opened the door. Sasanouk was wearing only a pair of cut-offs and flip flops and the sight of his smooth honey brown shirtless torso caused Jeremy's breath to stick in his throat. Trying to be nonchalant, Jeremy got each of them a bottle of water from the kitchen and led Sasanouk upstairs.
"You've been busy!" Sasanouk remarked as he saw all the ropes ...
and the whip.
"Yeah," was all Jeremy could say as he gazed at Sasanouk's broad shoulders and slender waist. "Is that what you're going to wear?"
"No." Sasanouk unzipped his cut-offs, let them drop down to the floor over his gorgeous legs, and stepped out of them. Jeremy could not believe his eyes. Before him stood the most beautiful Asian boy he had ever seen, now wearing a fur loin cloth.
"Nice!" Jeremy was again speechless.
Sasanouk correctly interpreted Jeremy's "nice" as to mean more than just the loincloth.
"You've been busy, too!" Jeremy said quickly said in an effort to make light of the situation.
"It's an old halloween costume."
"You wore that for Halloween?!!" Jeremy laughed.
"Hey, this isn't the first time I've been a jungle boy."
The two boys looked at each other for more than just a short while.
They clicked. Both Jeremy and Sasanouk knew something was beginning, but they weren't sure what it was ... yet.
"So .... " Jeremy began ... "How should we do this?"
"Well," Sasanouk responded as he looked around the room, "it looks as though you've got some ideas."
"Yeah ... uhhh ... how did they do it in the movie?"
"They stretched his arms out."
"Oh ... yeah ... " Jeremy responded, trying to disguise his excitement.
"So ... I guess you need to stand over here between these two posts."
Sasanouk walked over to where Jeremy was pointing and stood with his arms at his sides as Jeremy took hold of the rope and tied each of Sasanouk's wrists. Then, first at one post and then the other, Jeremy pulled the ropes tight and watched in delight as Sasanouk's arms lifted and stretched out in the ten-o'clock and two'o'clock positions. Jeremy didn't stop there. At the base of each post were other ropes which Jeremy used to tie around Sasanouk's ankles. He pulled those tight as well, causing Sasanouk's legs to spread apart just like his arms until he almost had to stand on his tippy toes.
Jeremy walked in front of his prize and said, "Wow! You look great!"
Sasanouk grinned and looked away shyly.
Sweat was already beginning to trickle down the Asian boy's smooth sides.
Jeremy picked up the whip and stood ready. "Where's the lost city?"
Jeremy shouted with a sneer.
"I'll never tell you!" Sasanouk defiantly responded.
"That was good," Jeremy whispered. "My whip will make you talk!"
"NEVER!" Sasanouk shouted a little too excitedly. Jeremy couldn't get over how cute Sasanouk was when he feigned anger.
Jeremy correctly interpreted Sasanouk's "Never" to really mean "Whip me!" Jeremy circled around to Sasanouk's backside. The Asian boy was certainly more fit and looked as though he might even work out regularly.
Approaching Sasanouk from behind, Jeremy lowered the whip and placed his other hand on his captive's bare back, gently caressing his hand Sasanouk's soft supple skin.
"I don't want to hurt you," Jeremy said quietly.
"It's okay," Sasanouk whispered back. "The marks will be gone by tonight."
"Okay," Jeremy barely whispered as he stepped back and raised the whip.
The first lash smacked diagonally across Sasanouk's right shoulder.
The Asian boy let out a yelp and jerked his lithe body forward as much as the tight ropes would allow.
As Jeremy raised the whip again, he felt hornier than he'd ever felt in his life. This time he backhanded the whip, lashing Sasanouk across his left shoulder. And the lashes continued. Sasanouk yelped more and more loudly and jerked his young body more and more wildly with each successive lash. His bare back was soon covered with light pink marks. Towards the end Sasanouk gave in to the whipping, bowing his head, only quietly whimpering as each new lash was applied to his now sweat-soaked back.
Jeremy lost count of the lashes. 40? 50? He couldn't remember.
The number of marks from Sasonouk's shoulders to his fur loin cloth indicated about that many. Jeremy dropped the whip and circled around to Sasanouk's front. With his index finger, Jeremy lifted his captive's chin and asked, still in character, "Now you'll tell me where the lost city is, won't you?"
Through half-open eyes, Sasanouk whispered, "Okay."
Jeremy couldn't resist reaching his hand out and caressing Sasanouk's Smooth sweat=soaked chest and tummy. The two boys locked eyes again and something was communicated. Jeremy untied Sasanouk's ankles and watched with delight as the Asian boy feigned listlessness as Jeremy loosened one of the ropes binding Sasanouk's wrists. After loosening the other one, he gently lowered Sasanouk to the floor where the Asian boy lay on his back, his arms and legs spread out in all directions. "What an incredibly beautiful sight!"
Jeremy thought to himself.
Jeremy reached down and gently untied the small leather ties on each side of Sasanouk's fur loin cloth. Sasanouk only breathed, his hairless teen boy chest puffed out and heaving, glistening with sweat, his stomach now even more concave than ever. Jeremy removed Sasanouk's loin cloth and then his own gym shorts. Both boys had painfully rock-hard erections!
Gently, very gently, Jeremy lay his now naked body, also glistening with sweat, on top of Sasanouk's. Jeremy caressed Sasanouk's head as Sasanouk lifted his arms and caressed Jeremy's back. Each boy tasted the others sweat-soaked shoulders, neck, and face until their lips finally met. Time stopped for a while as their tongues dances together and their pelvises gyrated in unison until they finally ejaculated at about the same time. There the two boys rested, one on top of the other, Jeremy's face buried in Sasanouk's neck.
"I love you." Jeremy whispered between ragged breaths. "I love you so much!"
"I love you, too." Sasanouk responded.
The boys continued to alternate their roles of submission and dominance each afternoon, experimenting with various spanking and whipping instruments such as belts, ping pong paddles, and balloon sticks. They were careful never to whip or spank each other so hard that the marks wouldn't fade by evening.
It didn't take long before they dispensed with loin cloths and gym shorts and began tying each other up totally naked, and each session always climaxed with intense passionate lovemaking and mutual orgasms.
One day as Jeremy's naked body hung limply from his bound wrists, knees buckled, eyes half closed, mouth half open, feigning listlessness, heart beating wildly, breathing rapidly with shallow breaths, his bare back still burning from the whipping he'd just received, Sasanouk circled around to Jeremy's front. Jeremy's bare chest and stomach had not yet been whipped and Sasanouk was always very thorough. Only a fine sheen of sweat covered Jeremy's smooth puffed out teen-boy chest with its large succulent nipples and concave hourglass tummy with its innie belly button.
Still wearing his fur loin cloth, Sasanouk approached his captive, embraced him, the two boys' bare chests and stomachs pressing together tightly. Whispering in Jeremy's ear, Sasanouk asked, "What do you want to do for Halloween?"
"Between shallow breaths, Jeremy responded, "I dunno."
"I'm already wearing my costume." The fur loin cloth felt nice against Jeremy's rock hard erection.
Holding Jeremy in his arms, Sasanouk began to feel horney as well and began nibbling with his lips all around Jeremy's neck, shoulder, armpit, and bicep, sliding his hands and stretching his arms up Jeremy's arms to the ropes binding Jeremy's wrists, interlocking their fingers together. Finally, Sasanouk pressed his tongue between Jeremy's parted lips and the boys kissed passionately, Jeremy the captive letting Sasanouk the master have his way with him.
Feedback is always welcome. Any ideas for Jeremy's Halloween costume?