Kidnapped Brothers

Jack had just got off from his track meet and met up with his brother, James, who just came from soccer practice. They were walking through the deserted parking lot of their prestigious private college campus to meet up with their driver. Their fancy sports cars were in the shop for repairs and their father wouldn’t lend them another car, so they had to agree to the family chauffeur for two days.

As they got near a dark area of the parking lot with tall bushes and trees, a white van sped up to the brothers suddenly and five large men jumped out and surrounded the brothers. Even with their young athletic physiques, Jack and James were no match to these guys, who quickly ambushed the two college kids and shoved them into the van.

The brothers were roughly tied up and locked away for the night in a room in an abandoned farm house. Jack, being the more restless and hot-tempered than James, struggled like a madman and managed to loosen his bonds and free himself. But as he was helping James get out of his ropes, one of their kidnappers caught them as he checked in on them. Trying to fight off his beefy captors was futile, though Jack still put up one mighty struggle that only managed to piss off the captors more. On top of that, Jack made the additional mistake of mouthing off to the guys, who decided to teach these spoiled kids a lesson…

“MMMMPHHH…UUURRGHHH….MMPPHHH” Jack struggled to breathe through the two tiny nose holes in the leather hood, while at the same fighting to hold back his desire to puke. Every breath he sucked in laboriously was stale and filtered through James’ sweat-drenched meaty size 12 feet tied firmly over his face, on top of that disgusting sock stuffed in his mouth. No matter how he tried to wiggle his head around, Jack could not turn his nose away from his brother’s stinking sweaty feet.

“How are you feeling now, rich boy?” the lead captor teased. “You liking your brother’s sweaty feet down there, huh? Or how about my tasty sock…like chewing on it? Now who’s tough boy again? You guys just stay put here until Daddy pays up, then you can go back to your rich boy’s life…hahaha!”

At the other end, James knew better and just stayed quiet, holding down his fear. He could feel Jack’s every hot breath on his feet, making them sweat even more. He was also gagged with the captor’s other sock, secured in his mouth with a piece of tape over it. He was holding back his gagging reflexes on the sock when he saw the man’s barefoot step into his view. His large calloused hand came down and lifted James’ face up by his chin.

“I know you’re just trying to stay low and keep your brother there from more trouble and suffering, is that right?” the captor said to James. “Don’t worry, it’s getting late now, so I’ll let you guys rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, I’ll let you guys switch places, ok? Hahaha!!!”

The brothers screamed into the nasty sock gag and struggled hopelessly against the tight ropes as their captor turned off the lights and locked the room for the night.


Short bondage story inspired by another favourite net pic of mine. Enjoy!