After an hour of racquetball, Tony and I decided to shoot free throws to determine who gets tied up for "nap time". The game goes like this. We each do 20 pushups before starting to shoot. The object is to hit 10 free throws in a row. However, if you miss, you have to do 2x the number of free throws you have left. Each player alternates shooting. The pushups mess up the touch you have, so it is difficult to get a run going. Sometimes when we play this game, nobody ever gets 10 in a row, and the loser is the one that is unable to do any more pushups.
That didn't happen this time. Tony hit 10 on his second attempt. I was told to take off my shirt and start doing pushups. I had to do three sets with little rest, and Tony helped me get the last 10, just so my arms would feel like rubber and be unable to resist much when being tied.
When we got to the car, I was told to get into the back seat. The seat belt was fastened behind me, and my hands were cuffed behind my back to the seat belt. Clothespins were put on my tits so I'd have something to think about for the fifteen minute ride home. After arriving, Tony released the seat belt, told me to get into the house, get naked and head up to bed.
We like to tie each other up in positions that are reasonably comfortable, so that the loser has at least the possibility of being able to take a nap once "nap time" starts. I have a king size waterbed and ley there several minutes before Tony came in.
He started by putting a collar on me that has two d-rings on it. Then he uncuffed me and put mittens on each hand. He then took a rope and tied the top ring on the mitten to the bottom ring, so my hand formed a fist and was virtually useless. The he took another piece of rope, hooked it through the rope on the mitten and tied it to the corner of the bed. My other hand was tied the same way to the other corner of the bed so my arms were stretched with just a little slack for movement. Next, Tony took more lengths of rope and tied an end securely to each ankle. Taking the other end, he ran the rope through one of the d-rings on the collar and pulled until my leg was bent up in the air and he could tie the rope back on the same ankle. He did the other leg the same way. Next, he took the clothespins off my nipples, which felt good as you know, but immediately replaced them with tit clamps which hurt like hell. Tony told me to quit whining or he'd give me something to whine about.
A short rope was then fastened to the chain of the tit clamps and tied tight to the ropes holding my ankle up. So if I moved my ankles up, it would pull on the clamps. Tony wasn't finished though. He then took another rope, tied it to my cock, ran the rope up to a ring on a drawer over the top of the bed and tied it tight. Then he took one final piece of rope, tied one end to the rope holding my ankles, ran it up through the ring on top of the bed, brought the rope back down and tied it tight to the nipple clamps. I was in a fix. Any movement pulled the tit clamps and if I moved my body, my cock was pulled also.
You should know that Tony likes to tickle me. "Nap time" didn't come until 90 minutes later.
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