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Thursday, February 27, 2020

COLLEGE BOY TANNER HAS HIS FINAL STRAIGHT JACKET SESSION WITH JOHN

It was the end of the semester and finals week was here, but as a Senior with only three upper level classes, our final exam was either a Thesis or a term paper, and all were due a week before finals. This meant I had no final exams to study for. During finals week, this would allow me to sleep in, hit the bar and party circuit, and of course it would mean one more bondage session with John. Check out the slide show and read the rest of the story.




Over the weekend, I made contact with John. He knew I would be graduating the following weekend, then leaving to return home to Virginia for good. We both wanted to do one more session and John said he only would be available late Monday afternoon. This was perfect, as I had very short meetings with each of my Professors in which I would learn my final grade for the course.

On Monday Morning, I met with each of my Professors, and found out that in each of the three courses, I got an A. This meant a week of fun before my parents would arrive on Saturday for graduation on Sunday. I returned back to house and had lunch.

About an hour later, my friend Dave stopped by and we went for a run. After our run, Dave left to go to work, and I jumped in the shower to get ready to meet up with John.

I went to the closet, and put on my favorite Levis 513 Jeans, going commando. I then put on a short sleeve tee shirt, and a light hoodie. I grabbed a pair of black socks, then looked at my sneaker collection to see which kicks I wanted to be tied up wearing, and decided to go with the black monochrome Converse High Top Sneakers. I put them on and laced them up snug, I then cuffed the jeans tight at the ankles. Looking at myself in the mirror, the kicks were being shown off nicely. It was time to drive over to Johns place.

I arrived at Johns, and he had the table set up and all of the straps and restraints laid out. We talked for a few minutes, and John then put me into the straight jacket. He sat me on the edge of the table, and fired up a joint. John fed me the joint, and after five hits, he put the joint into the ash tray, He grabbed a blindfold and put it on me. He then took the ace bandage, wrapped it around my eyes and taped it into place so all light was blocked out, He then took more duct tape and gagged me. The hood was placed over my head and laced up tight. He then took the hood of the hoodie, pulled it over the hood, and tied that nice and tight. He then laid me back on the table, and got me into position. The headphones were placed over my ears, and I started hearing the Binural Beats. I was then fed a hit of poppers. My right ankle was put into a restraint, and then my left ankle was put into a restraint. Then the ankles were secured to the table. At this point, I was rock hard.

John then took a strap, draped it over my body, and tightened it. This would repeat itself eight times until my body was secured to the table with a total of eight straps.

I had drifted off into my own bondage world, where my ankles got secured, then my entire body got secured to the table, where I would be teased, tormented and edged with the vibrators. During the play, I would moan and squirm, but find myself enjoying my bondage predicament.

John started to tease my cock through my jeans with both the light and heavy duty vibrators. Starting and stopping, starting and stopping, starting and continuing to push the vibrator use. He would feed me poppers, but I was moaning, squirming in my bonds and holding out. In my dreamy state, I did not want this to end.

I then felt a blanket being drapped over my body and rope being used where I was now tightly tied to the table John continued to feed me poppers, and by now, I was off in a nice dreamy state in a nice bondage prison.


John would start with the vibrators again, and this was the usual combination of pleasure, torment, torment, pleasure, pleasure, torment. I would pulling against the straps though they would hold me firmly in place. With the heavy duty vibrator, John thought he could get me to shoot into my Levis, but, being in my dreamy state, I was able to hold out. I am not sure how long I was secured under the blanket, but it felt like an eternity and I did not want it to end. Much to my pleasure, I held out from cumming into my Levis, despite the pleasure and punishment from the heavy duty vibrator,

John then undid the rope and took the blanket off. He then fed me poppers and took the ankle restraints and each of the straps very tight. He then teased my cock through my Levis for a bit, then he took my cock out of my Levis and began to stroke it.

John then lubed up my cock and started to stroke me off. He alternated between stroking me off and polishing the knob. He was very good at getting me close and stopping, getting me close and stopping, getting me close and stopping. High and Horny and pulling against the straps, John continued the cock play. John then fed me two popper hits, and I for some reason, I fell asleep. John then continued to stroke me off, and I felt myself pulling against the straight jacket and the straps, and something pleasurable at my cock. It then felt like I was being milked where after a while, I felt something pleasurable again. I then started to awaken, and I was still being stroked where I shot again. As I slowly started to come back to earth, John told me, I had shot not once, not twice, but three times, and twice you were asleep when you shot.

John got a towel and cleaned me up, though decided a needed a nice rest, so he left the room and closed the door. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I could feel John untying me. He sat me up, undid the hoodie, got me out of the hood and the straight jacket. He had brought me a bottle of water so I could rehydrate. My mind and body was feeling like it was back in this world.


I thanked John for all of the bondage sessions, and John thanked me for letting him tie me up and the help with the blog. We then wished each other the best of luck.

As I looked back on my final semester, College is all about discovering one self, and I was able to have some bondage fantasies turned into reality.

During the week, I had hit the bar and party circuit and got things packed up and ready to head home to Virginia for good. Graduation weekend came and went, and got to spend time with my parents, their parents and friends. The Tuesday after graduation, I had packed up the car and headed home to Virginia.

I am now settled back in Virginia. I will be starting job on August 1. I have already moved into my own apartment.

My High School friend John is back in the area. We had some bondage fun back in high school. One night, John came to apartment to hang out. I had the place pretty well furnished. John and I were talking about college, and were catching up. Suddenly John broached the subject about the times we spent in high school tying up each other. To Tanner's surprise, John mentioned that he would not mind taking turns tying up each other again, except this time the one who is doing the tying has the get the one who is tied up off. I looked at John and asked him if he was serious and he told me he was. John said he did get tied up a few times at school, was jacked off to climax by his roommate, and loved it. I then showed John the blog where I was tied up at school. John instantly got hard and said we have to do that soon. After a while, John left. John and I trusted each other completely, and we know what we discussed about bondage would stay with us. Actually over the next few weeks I had started my new job. And yes, I can wear sneakers to work. John and I continued to hang out and do things, and he did broach the bondage idea a couple of times.

John (my bondage friend at school) has relocated to California, We message each other from time to time, but we definitely miss our bondage sessions. In a message to John, I told him about my buddy John back in Virginia. John said he does not have much time to play anymore but asked me for my address, as he had a present for me. About two weeks later, a package arrived from UPS. It was from John. When I opened it, it was the straight jacket he tied me up in. The note said I have several straight jackets, and instead of putting this one up for sale on E Bay, I wanted a worthy bondage fiend to have it, so I am now the proud owner of a canvas posey hospital straight jacket. I can't wait to show it to John, my friend in Virginia, and get him tied up in it, have him tie me up in it, or take turns tying each other up in it.


** This is the end of the College Boy Tanner Series. I hope you enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it, and more enjoyed these bondage sessions **

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