"You bastard!" Nelson said as he struggled to free himself from the collective grip of three other boys. Nelson was addressing Danforth -- Wilson Danforth, to give his full name. And Danforth had just directed a large glob of his spit towards Nelson's face. Nelson's struggling was to no avail, however, and Danforth merely smiled as he watched his cohorts Bryce, Williams and Page effectively immobilize Nelson. The glob of spit rolled down Nelson's cheek.
"Ooohh," Danforth said in mock surprise, "you shouldn't use that kind of language, Nelson. It upsets us -- especially me. And you do *not* want to upset me." Danforth pulled a length of clotheline rope from his jean's pocket and knelt down in front of the still struggling Nelson. He quickly wrapped the rope around Nelson's ankles several times and made a show of tying a large shoestring-type knot.
"What are you doing?" Bryce asked as he held Nelson's legs securely. "That's not a good knot."
"If he could get to it, you'd be right," Danforth said. "But he ain't going to be able to get to it, as you'll see. So it's just right for us since we'll be the ones untying it. It only has to keep his legs out of commission for a few minutes, anyway." Danforth checked the rope once more then stood.
The boys were in Page's bedroom, his parents being conveniently out of town for the weekend -- not an unusual circumstance -- and Page was left under the supervision of his older sister, who was, in turn, spending the afternoon and evening at her boyfriend's house -- another circumstance not all that unusual. Page knew from experience that he would have have the house more or less to himself until much later that evening. The five boys were between the ages of sixteen and seventeen with Page and Danforth being just barely 17-year olds.
"So, you want to join our jerk-off club, do you?" Danforth said as he placed his face a couple of inches from Nelson's. "Well, you got to be initiated first and even then we've got to take a vote. But you got to be initiated first." Danforth knelt down again and grabbed Nelson's legs. "Okay," he said looking at Page, "I'll take over here, you clear a place at the foot of your bed. Move that chair." Danforth nodded in the direction of Page's desk chair. Page released his grip on Nelson's legs and moved the chair out of the way leaving a clear area on the carpet at the foor of his bed.
Nelson suddenly burst into a frantic effort to break loose, twisting his upper body wildly back and forth since it was about the only thing he could do. Although Nelson's arms were being held securely behind his back by Bryce, Nelson managed to drive an elbow into Williams' stomach. It caught Williams by surprise as he held Nelson' chest tightly.
"_s_h_i_t_!" Williams said. "That hurt. You'll pay for that. I promise."
"Okay, okay, guys, let's get him to the floor." Danforth said as he pulled Nelson off balance by yanking his legs out from under him. "Hurry up and help," Danforth said to Page who immediately grabbed Nelson's legs as well. Nelson was soon wrestled to the floor. "Pull him in front of the bed," Danforth, ordered as they drug Nelson six feet across the floor to the area just cleared by Page. Nelson continued to struggle but only mildly. He knew there was little use. He was soon on his back. "Williams, sit on him." Danforth said. Williams straddled Nelson at groin level and let his full weight pin Nelson's midsection to the floor. "Move down and sit on his legs, Michael," Danforth said to Williams. "You'll see why in a minute."
With Williams now sitting on his upper legs, Page pressing his bound ankles to the floor and Bryce holding both arms, Nelson wasn't about to go anywhere. Danforth was pressing down on Nelson's chest.
"Hey, guys,...I can't...breathe," Nelson gasped in short breaths.
"Okay, okay, as you wish," Danforth said as he released his pressure on Nelson's chest. Instead he moved a hand down to Nelson's groin. "Okay, Nelson, listen." Danforth said. "We're going to take your sweat shirt and undershirt off now. If you offer any resistance, I'll give you a good squeeze." To illustrate his threat, Danforth grabbed Nelson's jeans where he judged his balls to be and slowly closed his hand.
"Okay, okay, you win." Nelson said before Danforth squeezed any harder.
"Good," Danforth said keeping his hand in place. "Okay Bill," he said looking at Bryce, "pull his arms out straight behind his head." Bryce did as told. This pulled Nelson's sweat shirt and undershirt halfway up his stomach exposing his navel. It was surrounded by a light patch of dark hair. "Nice belly-button," Danforth said. He moved his free hand to his mouth, licked his index finger well and then pressed it into the deep depression -- not hard but just enough to tease. Nelson recoiled at Danforth's intimate touch. Danforth squeezed hard with his other hand, feeling Nelson's balls in his grasp.
"Awwwlll!" Nelson cried.
"You don't listen very well, Nelson," Danforth said as he continued to squeeze. "Stop struggling." This last command was almost hissed by Danforth.
"Okay, okay," Nelson said as he visibly relaxed and closed his eyes.
"That's better." Page said.
Danforth slowly pushed Nelson's shirts up around his neck, exposing his chest. Nelson's sweat shirt and undershirt now almost completely covered his face.
"Nice tits," Bryce said.
"Okay, Nelson," Danforth said, "Bryce is going to let go of your arms. Don't move." Bryce slowly released his grip on Nelson's wrists. Nelson remained motionless with only his chest showing his deep breathing. "And you shirts are coming off," Danforth added as he knodded to Bryce to pull the shirts up over Nelson's head.
"Now we're getting somewhere," Page said looking around Willimas at Nelson's naked torso.
"Like I said, nice tits," Bryce repeated.
"You can play with them later Bill, Williams said with a sardonic chuckle.
"Right," Danforth agreed. "Okay, Nelson, we're getting tired of holding you so it's time for more rope." Danforth leaned forward to retreive his book sack from Page's bed and unzipped it. He reached inside and withdrew what looked like several lengths of clothesline rope. He lightly tossed the rope to Bryce. "Here, each arm to the feet of the bed. Not too tight, but secure." Danforth again grabbed Nelson's crotch lightly in warning. "Just let him do it, Nelson." He said.
Bryce carefully tied one end of one of the pieces of rope to Nelson's left wrist then pulled his arm towards one of the legs of the bed and tied the other end of the rope to the foot of the bed. He repeated the procedure with Nelson's right wrist and the other bed leg. Nelson now lay with his arms spread back behind his head and tied to the bottom bed legs. Bryce checked the ropes and not needing to hold Nelson's arms any longer, stood up. He picked up Nelson's shirts and tossed them on the bed.
"What are you going to do?" Nelson asked.
"Don't even ask," Page said. "You don't want to know."
"And besides," Williams added, "it depends upon how cooperative you are."
"Like right now," Danforth said. "We're going to take your pants off."
"What?!" Nelson said.
"Oh come on, Nelson," Danforth said. "You didn't think we went to all of this trouble of lying to get you up here so we could play with your belly-button and tits did you?" Come on. This is your initiation." As he said this, Danforth unbuttoned Nelson's jeans and was now unzipping his fly. He reached back under Nelson's butt to grab the waist of his jeans. "Come on, Nelson, lift your big butt up." Nelson raised his butt just off the floor and Danforth quickly slid the jeans down to his knees. Williams got up off Nelson's legs and pulled the jeans down to Nelson's bound ankles. Danforth pulled the shoestring knot loose, unwound the rope from around Nelson's ankles and Page pulled the jeans free. He tossed them to Bryce who in turn tossed them onto the bed next to Nelson's sweat shirt and undershirt.
"Nice underpants," Page said.
"I sure hope they're clean," Danforth said. "Wouldn't want to embarrass you, would we?"
"Real nice underpants," Page said again as he playfully snapped the elastic waist band a couple of times. He finished by running his opened hand across Nelson's crotch. "Oohh...nice," he said as he continued to rub lightly. Nelson's face had turned a bright red.
"Don't," Nelson said.
"Okay," Danforth said. "Enough wasting time. Let's have a look." He slowly pulled the front of Nelson's underpants down just enough to expose his penis, which, free of his shorts, flopped up and lay on his belly. "Not real big, I'd say, Nelson." Danforth teased. "Does it get any bigger?" Danforth reached forward and took Nelson's penis in his hand. Nelson -- his legs and feet now mostly free -- kicked his legs a few times. "Hold his legs," Danforth said to Page who immediately grabbed them. "Okay, Nelson," Danforth said as he continued to fondle Nelson's penis, "If you don't stop. I think Williams wants to drop his pants and sit on you face. Right Michael?"
"I'd love to. I'd planned on it. I could do it now just as easy as later, I guess." All was quiet for a few moments.
"Okay, that's better," Danforth said to Nelson. "Although I kind-of like it when Michael sits on my face. Don't know why you wouldn't." Danforth let go of Nelson's _c_o_c_k_. "Why look here guys, just talking about Michael sitting on his face has gotten him a little hard. I aplogize, Nelson, you may not be so small after all." Nelson was definately starting to get an erection, his _c_o_c_k_ now lifting up off his belly.
"Yeah. Better get naked, Michael," Bryce said smiling. "Looks like Nelson wouldn't mind getting to know your asshole up close and personal." Nelson closed his eyes tightly and pulled against the ropes around his wrists a couple of times.
"I can hardly wait," Williams said with a big grin. Williams decided to take advantage of a possible weakness in Nelson's _s_e_x_ual personality and likes. He got to his hands and knees and placed his mouth next to Nelson's left ear. "You want me to sit on your face, Nelson?" Williams whispered just loud enough for all to hear. "You want to taste my asshole, Nelson? You want to lick my ass and balls?" Everyone watched Nelson's _c_o_c_k_ as it grew harder. It was soon pointing straight up.
"Okay, we got your number, Nelson." Danforth said as he slid Nelson's underpants all the way to his ankles and Page pulled them off.
"Nice balls," Page said. Danforth cupped Nelson's balls in his hand and massgaed then gently. "Anybody else want a turn?" He said looking around. Williams immediately took over from Danforth, grabbing both Nelson's stiff _c_o_c_k_ and his balls at the same time. Nelson groaned. Next, Page took a turn, then Bryce. When they had each had a turn, Nelson's _c_o_c_k_ was fully erect.
"Okay, that's enough. Don't want him getting the wrong idea. This is what happens if we accept you into our jerk-off club," Danforth said to Nelson. "But first you got to earn the right. You got to be initiated." Danforth turned to Page. "Tie his legs back," he said getting to his feet. "And get the paddles."