COLLEGE BOY TANNER IN THE STRAIGHT JACKET AFTER HIS WORK OUT

Check out the short slide show and read the story. Unfortunately, we did not get as many pics of me tied up as I would have liked.

About two and one half weeks had gone by since I was tied up. I had been busy with school, but was feeling the urge. While on my way to the gym one day, I received a text from John. "Is my sneaker and bondage fiend ready to be tied up again?". I replied, "Yes, but I am on my way to the gym, but will be free after five". John replied, "You down to get tied up today"? I replied "Yes".  John replied, "What time?" I said "five". John replied "See you then".

Both John and I knew the semester was more than half over, and our bondage sessions would be coming to an end, as I would be graduating, then moving home to Virginia, as I already had a job line up to start on August 1st.

I did my workout, then went and showered. I got dressed in my Levis 513 Jeans. I wore my black Asics Wrestling Shoes, as they are comfortable to wear. I put on a tee shirt with a hoodie, a pair of white socks, and the wrestling shoes. and cuffed  tight at the ankles.

I then sent John a message "Leaving the Gym, see you in 15". John replied back "ok".

I arrived at John's and he had the table set up. We talked for a few minutes, then he put me in the straight jacket. John then fired up a joint, and we smoked, and talked for a bit. We were discussing how different binural beats sent me into a head space, and John said he had a new one to try out. I was getting stoned from the pot. John then put a blindfold on, then put the leather hood on and laced it up tight. It was time for John to lay me back on the table, and put on the headphones. The Brain Hemisphere Schronization was playing through the headphones. After a popper hit, it was time to start to secure me to the table. Starting with the ankles.

The first ankle strap went on, and I was already high, finding my headspace, and squirming.

John likes to see me squrim, make sure I am in my head space, and take his time putting the straps into the place. He also plays with my cock through my jeans on and off. This gets me more aroused.

It is an awesome feeling those straps being put into place, slowly, one at at time as I drift off into another world to contemplate what comes next. 

Now relaxed, because the Pot and Poppers are doing their thing, with the Brain Wave Synch., this was totally sensory deprivation. Once the I was gagged, I was focused on my cock inside my Levis, screaming to come out and my feet feeling like they were in total bondage in these nice soft Wrestling Kicks.

John of course is taking his time, teasing and tormenting me with the vibrator and with his hand. The straps were holding me into place. At this point, I am drifting in and out of a light sleep.

I suddenly was given a Popper Hit, and felt more duct tape going over my mouth. I then felt something going over my body, which was a blanket. More rope is added to the blanket to keep me in place. The rope was quite tight.

Still high on the pot, the Poppers keep coming. Drifting in and out of a light sleep the heavy duty vibrator is broken out, where it would be used on and off. If course, with my cock still inside my Levis, this was a combination of pleasure and torment. John just knew when to start and every time when I thought I was about to shoot my load, he just knew when to stop. This went on for almost an hour.

I could feel the ropes undone, and the blanket taken off. John then tightened each of the straps, fed me more poppers. With the Brain Synch. being played through the headphones, I was still off in another world. John took my cock out of my jeans and played with it. He was great at getting me close, stopping, getting me close, stopping, getting me close and stopping. I had no idea how long this was going on, but I finally shot my load. John fed me another popper hit and continued to stroke it again. About five minutes later, I shot again. John tried to milk another load out of me, but I was so sensitive and I could not take it any more, but he did not care, and finally, I shot a third time.

By now, I was spent. John. left me tied up for about another 20 minutes, then he untied me. This College Senior was so fortunate to have such a kind bondage friend.