Matt's Project
Hey everyone, sorry for the wait. Between university exams and this chapter being over a quarter bigger than the last one it took some time. I hope you enjoy chapter two and as always, any comments or feedback feel free to email mega.arturis@gmail.com.
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Chapter 2
When Seth had pictured his personal version of hell, it had actually been much better than his current situation. After Matt had told the younger boy that he would be made to try on the clothes Matt had got him he was immediately ordered to `Strip!'. Seth initially hesitated but after Matt took a menacing step towards him, he quickly began fumbling with the zipper of his hoodie then carelessly threw it on the bed. This was soon followed by his white t-shirt. He kicked off his vans to the side, pulled down his dark blue jeans and threw them into a corner with his shoes. He now glared towards Matt in nothing but his white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and a small pair of black trainer socks.
"Everything" matt ordered. Seth's glare intensified and he slowly pulled off his black trainer socks throwing them aside then hooked his fingers into his boxer briefs before slowly lowering them and kicking them away, his hands quickly covering his caged dick. "No need to hide it little dude... can guarantee no one will be interested in whats hanging between your legs with that thing on" Matt joked with a chuckle. "Go to hell" Seth muttered before reluctantly moving his hands away from his crotch.
Matt began admiring Seth's naked body. His legs were toned, a decent bit of hair covered them but not too much. His arms were the same, he had some muscle but nothing compared to Matt. His stomach sat flat with a slight six pack that was only just visible, decorated by the hint of a treasure trail leading towards his well-trimmed pubes that served to emphasis the cage that was imprisoning Seth's formerly impressive dick. Matt thought the younger boy was definitely hot... but he had plans to make him even better.
"first let's try the socks..." Matt began, throwing a thick pair of rolled up white Nike sports socks towards Seth. Seth proceeded to pull the socks on, the thick cotton made his feet feel warm and uncomfortable, he hated them but again it was hardly something he would argue over. After making Seth keep them on for a minute or two, Matt ordered the young Jock to take them off, roll them up and hand them back. This routine was replayed for every pair of socks. In all honesty Matt knew every pair would fit but he enjoyed the humiliation in keeping his roommate naked. He was also surprised to see how uncomfortable Seth seemed to find the sports socks. Matt had got them because he had a mild fetish for sports gear. However, seeing the young jocks clear discomfort in the restrictive and dense socks added to his arousal and was a greatly appreciated surprise.
"Keep those ones on, now what shall we try next?" Matt asked after Seth had pulled one the final pair. "Can I put some underwear on?" Seth replied hoping to cover the embarrassing device on his cock. "So you want to try on the tighty whities?" Matt asked with a grin. "yeah sure" Seth answered.
"If you don't ask you don't get little dude". "fine, can I try on the... ehh tighty whities" Seth muttered in reply, his head lowered as he felt a twinge of embarrassment at what he had just called his new underwear. Matt threw over a small pair of Hanes briefs which Seth quickly pulled on. He struggled to get the tiny briefs up his legs but eventually managed to pull them upto his waist.
Matt struggled to control his laughter, the briefs were like a second skin, Seth's chastity cage was clearly visible, the outline of Seth's balls could also be made out clearly crushed up against his groin. `damn that's gotta hurt' Matt thought as he watched Seth try and fail to adjust his package into a more comfortable position. He then ordered Seth to turn around which the boy did with reluctance.
This time Matt could not resist and let out a loud burst of laughter causing Seth's face to burn red. The white cotton could barely cover Seth's ass cheeks and clung tightly to his skin. What really amused Matt however was the sheer amount of material that seemed to disappear into Seth's ass. It was as if the tighty whities had decided to launch a great expedition to conquer Seth's hole and were ruthlessly invading further into his ass crack with every passing moment.
Matt watched as Seth attempted to pick the material out of his ass only for it to instantly push back brining renewed discomfort to the young jock. "Their too small" Seth stated flatly. "well yeah they need to be to keep the cage in place and stop it rattling. Plus getting them small meant I could get a lot more of them, and even have some money left over for more sports socks!" Matt exclaimed enthusiastically. "great" Seth replied sarcastically, his face was scrunched as he continued his attempts at removing the wedgie from his ass. He rose to his sock encased toes involuntarily, subconsciously thinking this might give some relief... it did not.
After several more moments of struggle Seth spoke again, "but seriously I think ill just stick with the boxers I brought mate thanks". "No chance little dude, now let's try vests" Matt stated as he turned back towards the drawer. Seth was about to argue then realised it would be easier to wait until Matt was gone and just change back into his boxers. Matt had predicted this however and would make sure this would be the last day little Seth got any underwear that wasn't either tight, humiliating or entertaining and in most cases... hopefully all three.
Matt threw over a white vest which Seth proceeded to pull on. The vest like everything else was small and it clung to Seth's body, his stomach and chest were outlined nicely by the white cotton. Seth tried pulling at the material to loosen it but the cotton vest instantly pulled back and again fit tighly against his body, it reminded him of a wetsuit the way the form fitting material clung to every area it covered. "looks like the vests fit... last up is shorts" Matt stated.
There was little reason to make Seth try on the other vests since they were all pretty much the same with the exception of some being black. On the contrary letting Seth try on the other vests would give him a reprieve from the discomfort and worse it might loosen them. Over time Matt knew the vests would stretch and while still not pleasant to wear it would become more bearable, so he planned to make Seth change his vest every day or two into a new fresh one to reset' Seth's discomfort. Then when he was on his last vest Matt would ensure they all accidently' shrunk in the wash making them even more unbearable. After that he would likely need to buy new vests for Seth, but he would just repeat this process over and over knowing all the effort was worth it to put Seth in a constant state of discomfort and aggravation.
Matt threw a decently sized pair of basketball shorts to Seth who quickly pulled them up over his tighty whities. Seth didn't mind the shorts themselves but noticed the loose fit highlighted the feeling of the briefs crushing his balls and riding up his ass. "they aint bad I suppose" Seth admitted, resisting the urge to rip off everything else and just wear the shorts. "Good, now that everything's sorted, I imagine you want to get some rest..." Matt began.
Seth looked puzzled, "Ehhh... iam fine thanks, its only what... like 8 anyway" Seth stated as he checked his phone. "Nup little dude you need your rest, plus I aint showed you all your beds special features" Matt explained, "Why don't you go lie down on your bed and close your eyes". Seth suspiciously eyed Matt for a few moments before cautiously laying down on the bed. "close your eyes" Matt instructed. Seth slowly closed his eyes, slightly worried about what would happen next. A few moments passed.
Click
Seth opened his eyes to see his hand was cuffed by some kind of leather restraint... he tried to pull on it but his wrist was firmly held in place.
Click
As Seth had struggled Matt pulled on his other wrist and attached a leather cuff from the other corner of the bed.
"what the hell?!.. Get the fuck off me!" Seth shouted.
SLAP -- Seth felt a hard sting in his ass and howled in pain.
"You shout at me again and ill make sure my hand becomes permanently imprinted on your ass" threatened Matt. Seth let out a soft whimper, he had taken punches with less force than that slap, he knew it will definitely have left a visible mark. "please mate, just let me go" Seth begged, trying to hold back the fear in his voice. Matt moved down Seths body and quickly in a single fluid movement pulled the basketball shorts off the young jock.
"Time for bed little dude" Matt stated as he moved to Seth's legs, the younger boy tried to move them away but Matt quickly grabbed the left leg. he held down the boy's foot through the thick white Puma sports socks and attached a leather cuff round Seth's ankle, he repeated this tactic with the other leg. Seth was now sprawled out like an X, his arms and legs each cuffed and pulled towards a corner of the bed. His head rested against the pillow, his ass was on display and (if Matt had felt like it) easy to access.
Matt looked down at the younger boy, he felt an urge to rip of the tighty whities and plow the little straight jock into the bed but he knew he should take it slow, let Seth get adjusted to his new life. As Matt looked closer at Seth's tighty whities he could see a red hand print slightly visible through the briefs. For a moment he felt guilty at hitting with such force, but he needed the boy to learn to behave and he doubted soft words and gentle actions would achieve that.
"Mate let me out... now" Seth demanded, his voice almost cracking as he tried to sound stern and intimidating to the older wrestler. "I get the feeling your going to complain a lot..." Matt began, retrieving something from under the bed. "Damn right I-" before Seth could finish the sentence he felt heavy leather wrap around his mouth and tighten around the his jaw. The straps wrapped around his head and a loud `click' could be heard "MMMmmmmph!", Set moaned uselessly.
Matt looked down appreciating the sight of the muzzle holding Seth's Jaw tightly shut and stopping the 18-year-old from opening his mouth. There was little chance Seth would be able to get the muzzle off but Matt liked to play things safe so he fixed a padlock through the buckles making it impossible for young Seth to speak again without Matt providing the key. Matt took one more appraising look at young Seth before turning towards the door. "night night little dude", Matt said with a grin as he turned off the light and left the room, closing the door behind him.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphh!!!!" in darkness Seth screamed into his muzzle, What The Actual Fuck!' Seth thought. It was a strange feeling, left with just his thoughts, he could not speak or move and quickly found he could only express his anger through frustrated growls. How can this be real', Seth laid on the bed enraged. He had been muzzled like an animal, his dick wasn't even his, locked away in some piece of shit chastity thing. `What was with this weird bondage shit, who the hell does this?!' Seth considered bitterly.
Then Seth's mind moved on to his cloths, the skin tight vest, the bloody unbearable socks. He tried to kick out with his feet only for the thick cotton sports socks to give his kicks roughly the same force as a pillow. Not only that, the socks made his feet warm and uncomfortable adding to his frustration. Then there were the pants or `tighty whities' as that psycho had called them. Fair enough 18 is barely an adult but he hadn't worn pants since he was 9! Getting made to wear them again filled Seth with a mix of rage and humiliation. Seth stayed like his for hours, shouting as he pulled on the restraints that spread his body out like some weird sex toy. His angry thoughts and constant struggle slowly drained him until, exhausted and covered in sweat, he eventually fell asleep... 4 hours later.
As sun light streamed through windows and into the apartment, Matt slowly pushed the door open and crept into Seth's room. He could only gaze in astonishment at the sight before him. Seth lay there still tied tightly across the bed, the sun creeping through the window seemed to illuminate the tight white clothing of the young jock. Seth's body glowed in the light as the sweat that had dried into every inch of his skin and clothing was reflected making it seem as if Seth had been covered in a thick coating of baby oil.
Matt also noticed Seth's body slightly rise and fall as small breathes escaped his nose. Examining the younger boys face, Matt noticed Seth's sweat drenched hair had lost any form of structure and now was caught in the leather straps of his muzzle, twisting and shooting outwards in all directions. Upon closer inspection Matt also noticed Seth's face was wet, he wasn't quite sure if it was just the sweat that covered every other inch of the boy's body or if the little guy had started crying in the night. Either way Matt enjoyed the sight, seeing the little straight boy so helpless and subdued made him even cuter... almost like his personal little puppy.
"You can come in" Matt whispered in a hushed tone. Soon another boy entered the room. "WOW.... And you said I was a sadist" the boy remarked with a chuckle. "haha shut up" Matt laughed as he jokingly pushed the other boy. They both crouched down beside the bed looking at Seth's face. "wakey wakey little dude" Matt commanded as he petted Seth's matted hair. Slowly opening his eyes Seth noticed the other boy in the room, his eyes desperately moved from side to side. "MMMmpph...Mmmph" Seth's frantic attempts to get help came out as little more than garbled moans. "Calm down bro, alls good don't worry", The stranger reached his hand and sat it on Seth's lower back feeling the soft cotton vest that encased the young jock brush against his fingers. He then slowly moved his hand down over the waistband of the boys tighty whities and rested it on the young jock's ass.
"Jake here is the best asshole of a friend I have" Matt joked before being tackled by the other boy, Seth watched as the two jocks rolled around on the floor laughing as they wrestled each other to the ground. After a few moments they both sat back up and Matt turned towards Seth, "As I was saying before Jake's sudden urge to feel me up... Jake has been my best bud for years and has kindly offered to help you train in the gym".
Matt continued "you don't need to worry about hiding anything from him, he already knows everything". Seth looked over to Jake with confusion. "yeah bro, ive heard all about you being a little horn dog, poor Matt here even had to put a cage on your dick. Bet if you weren't tied down right now you'd be trying to hump my leg or some weird shit like that" Jake began, laughing as he humiliated the younger boy. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHH!" Seth screamed into his gag and pulled against his restraints hoping somehow to get away.
SLAP!
Seth cried into his muzzle as he felt a hard smack against his ass cheek. "Listen up bitch! Matt here is a nice asshole... I aint, you act up with me and I swear it will end in tears... your tears!". Matt slowly reached over and again petted Seth's head, giving a slight look of sympathy. "Jesus look at that!" Jake exclaimed as he took a hold of Seth's briefs in his fist and pulled them up towards his back. Seth cried out at the pain and again tried to pull at his restraints.
With the briefs thrust forcefully up Seth's back the material disappeared between his ass cheeks leaving them open and on display. "Matching hand prints! High five bro!" Jake seemed delighted by the harsh red hands the two boys had imprinted on Seth's bubble butt. Matt returned the high five, he also found the hand prints pretty hilarious but contained his delight knowing it would help Seth become more trusting towards him. "Hell bro iam getting a picture of this!" Jake stated as he pulled the underwear further up Seth's back. Seth tried to scream into his gag, he had been wedgied before but he never remembered it feeling this sore. His ass burned like hell and his balls, already crushed felt like they were about to be pushed back into his body.
Click
Seth felt shame in the knowledge his humiliation and pain would be permanently stored on Jake's phone but at least he had attained some relief as the older boy let go of his underwear and the pressure on his ass and balls disappeared.
Matt knelt down next to Seth, "I am going to untie you, Jake will take you to the gym and help you with your training session, you're not going to cause him trouble... right?" Matt asked. After a few moments of hesitation Seth slowly nodded his head. Matt rose and began removing the cuffs from Seth's ankles then wrists. The younger boy sat up and started rubbing his wrists, the cuffs had left a slight red mark after Seth's repeated pulling but they looked like they would fade pretty soon.
As the Two older boys stood over the young jock Matt turned to Jake, "Do you want the muzzle left on or off?". "You can take it off for now bro, if he starts whining ill just give him an ass beating" Jake stated with a grin. Seth was angered by the way the boys spoke of him, as if he was some child they had adopted into their weird little gay family. He wanted to argue and resist the bastards who were keeping him basically as a hostage. He considered responding to the older boys but realised it would only lead to more red handprints on his ass. There was also the fact all he could do at that moment was moan incoherently.
Matt pulled Seth to his feet, spun the boy round and began unlocking the padlock and unstrapping the muzzle from Seth's face. As the muzzle fell from Seth's face, he felt a sense of relieve and took in a deep breath as he rubbed and stretched his slightly aching jaw. Seth turned towards Matt and stared into his eyes... "Mate.... Your proper fucked up". Both Matt and Jake smiled at Seth's comment, then Jake spoke first "Guess the little guy loves being muzzled...". "Guess so" Matt replied with a grin as he reached for the discarded muzzle. Seeing this Seth took a few steps back "No wait...". Holding the muzzle in his hand Matt looked over to a clearly worried Seth. "I-I didn't mean it... look ill shut up just can we leave the mask off.... Please" Seth pleaded. "Hmmm... I suppose ill give you another chance little dude... don't waste it" said Matt. Jake gave Matt a friendly punch to the shoulder "Wow Bro... didn't know you were such a big softie". "Shut up" Matt replied jokingly before leaving the room.
`Fuck' Seth thought as he realised he was left alone with Jake. The older boy stood over him at around 6 2' and had a similar build to Matt, Seth began wondering If they both were on steroids or were just a bit too obsessed with the gym. Jakes dirty blonde hair was slightly longer than Matt's but not by much and it went well with his deep blue eyes.
"Clothes off bro" Jake ordered. Seth was shaken from his thought and quickly pulled off his vest and stripped off his briefs at an impressive pace. As Seth reached to his feet Jake stopped him, "keep the socks on and let's go" Jake said as he turned and walked towards the small gym.
Seth felt a need to resist Matt and hesitated when following orders but with Jake it was different. Seth felt there was something almost... evil about the older boy, the way he reviled in humiliation and cruelty, it made Seth unwilling to test the older boy's patience. He followed Jake down the hall, trying to ignore the fact he was walking around an apartment with two older fully clothed boys while he stood in just socks with a metal cage weighing his dick down and slapping against his inner thighs as he walked.
When he entered the flats small gym Jake stood with his arms crossed in front of a treadmill. "Gym gears over there" Jake stated flatly as he nodded his head to the floor beside Seth. The boy looked down to see a pair of trainers sitting neatly with something sitting over them. Seth picked it up and quickly realised it was a white Nike jockstrap.
"Well... PUT IT ON!" Jake growled. Seth quickly pulled it up through his legs before realising it was wrong... after a few more attempts an aggravated Jake paced towards him. "Give me it!" he ordered, a fearful Seth quickly handed over the jockstrap. Jake held it out in front of Seth just below his waist... "Right leg through there!" Seth quickly followed the order, "Left leg through here!" Seth again followed the order without hesitation. Jake roughly pulled the jockstrap into position ensuring it was sitting correctly.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Ahhhhhh st-st-stop" Seth whimpered as he tried to hold back tears after the quick succession of hard stinging slaps impacted his ass. "If I have to put it on you again it will be 20 instead of 3" Jake growled as he moved over to the treadmill while Seth stood, slowly rubbing his bruised cheeks. With all the pain Seth hadn't noticed the jockstraps small size, its pouch looked like it was moulding his cage with every tiny detail somehow visible through the moderately thick material. Then there were his balls that Jake had roughly pushed into the pouch with the cage, they sat crushed, held tightly against the bottom of his cage. Even straps pulled uncomfortably tightly underneath Seth's ass making it seem larger than it was.
Jake turned to look back at his newest victim, he was overjoyed to find he had already scared the straight boy shitless and couldn't wait for the countless humiliations he would force the English boy to endure. "Get your ass on the treadmill" Jake ordered. Seth quickly ran over and jumped onto the exercise machine. "Now let's get this shit started!" Jake exclaimed as he pressed some buttons and the machine started to speed up rapidly...
What followed was one of the most intense gym sessions Seth had ever experienced. He was forced to run on the treadmill for what seemed like half an hour. By the end of his run Seth was struggling to take in a breath but that didn't stop Jake ordering him to do an obscene number of push ups followed by jumping jacks, squats & finally sit ups. Seth hoped he would be given a rest as every inch of his body ached in a deep pain, but it was not to be...
Jake forced the boy to the pull up bar, Seth's arms were already tired from the push ups, but the older boy insisted the young jock get at least 35 pull ups on the bar. Seth accomplished 21 before he really started struggling but managed to push on to 27 before Jake had to begin `motivating' him.
Every failed attempt at a pull up resulted in a hard slap to Seth's already stinging ass. The younger boy struggled, whimpered, begged and cried but before long he had managed the final 9 pull ups.
Last up was the weighted squats, Jake pushed Seth to complete 20 which an exhausted Seth did manage... barely. Then Jake ordered 20 more, Seth stood in shock for a moment before picking up the bar and slowly pushing through the final set at a listless pace. Once complete he dropped the bar behind him, fell to his knees and tried to resist the intense urge to be sick. Every inch of Seth's body burned and ached, his stomach felt hollow yet was edging dangerously close to emptying its contents on the floor. Despite all this Seth felt a small sense of pride, it was likely the endorphins, but Seth felt almost content that he had made it through the gruelling workout.
Jake was loving the sight before him. An exhausted Seth knelt on all fours, dressed in nothing but the small sports jockstrap, white socks and trainers. His sexy round ass highlighted by the jockstrap and angry red colouring left by Jakes hard slaps emphasising the little cheeks. He could hear the deep panting and knew he had definitely pushed the younger jocks to his limit, it was doubtful the little bitch would even be able to get up.
Seeing a fun opportunity Jake grabbed a bottle of water sat beside the treadmill, knelt beside Seth and held it to his lips. The younger boy quickly latched on and began drinking furiously however when he reached to take a hold of the bottle Jake slapped his hand away... "I will do it" He stated sternly. Seth's hand fell back down to the floor, he could see the grin spreading across Jake's face. Seth quickly realised why Jake was so amused, here he was on all fours, ass in the air, being fed water like some sort of dog.
The realisation made Seth's face burn red, an embarrassment that wasn't made better when Jake rested his other hand on the back of Seth's neck slowly pushing the boys head down lower towards the floor. Even if Seth decided to resist, his current state left him barely able to stand or walk, he realised not only could he not fight back but it would only result in a severe punishment that he would struggle to endure in his current state.
At the same time the bottle of water was being held lower and lower. Desperate for the water Seth submitted, his mouth following the bottle to the floor as a slight pressure from the hand on the back of his neck pushed him down. After Seth's head was essentially at the same level as Jakes ankle and just above the older boy's black trainers, he felt the pressure on the back of his neck disappear and a few moments past in peace... With his eyes closed tight, Seth was deeply enjoying the sensation of the fresh water running down his throat.
It was likely due to this intense feeling that Seth hadn't noticed Jakes hand reach into his pocket then stretch outwards.
Click!
After hearing the noise his eyes moved round to see Jake holding out his camera and taking a series of selfies with the exhausted jock. Panicked Seth backed away from the near empty bottle that Jake had held for him, but it was too late.
Jake rose to his feet and reviewed the pictures on his phone, he couldn't contain his laughter. The first few showed an almost naked Seth on all fours, face bright red and eyes down as he drank from the bottle a fully clothed Jake held to his mouth. The next one showed Seth in the same position except he looked straight into the camera with a blank expression. The following then showed his face break into panic and him moving backwards. Jake knew these pictures would definitely come in handy.
Enraged, Seth tried to rise to confront Jake but his legs buckled and he found himself quickly back on all fours next to the older boy. His body feeling renewed ache from his exhausted muscles. barely able to speak through his heavy panting breathes. After half a minute of kneeling at Jakes side as the older boy checked his phone, Seth finally managed to speak "Del-lete the-em.. N-now" Seth demanded through haggard breathes.
Jake looked down at Seth on the floor before kneeling and pulling the younger boy against him with an arm round his shoulder. "well you see little bro I could but... the share and delete buttons are pretty close together" Jake began, moving his hand across his phone screen menacingly. "Now if you really insist, I could try but there's always that chance I might... slip", Jake's threat was clear, and Seth felt his stomach sink once more as he was filled with a sense of dread.
"So, you want the pictures deleted right?" Jake asked with a grin as his thumb sat over the phone screen Seth could barely see in his dazed state. "N-no... yo-you can kee-ep them" Seth barely managed to say in a whimper tone. his head once again looking down towards the floor. "aww bro that's so nice of you... anyway let's go see what Matt is upto". Strangely the thought of Matt being there again gave Seth a small sense hope, while he was still an absolute weirdo, at least he seemed to somewhat care what happened to the younger boy. He also felt that Matts presence might help rein in Jake's asshole tendencies.
Jake left the room and after making it half way down the hall turned back towards Seth. "come here boy..." Jake said with a grin as he smacked the side of his leg.
After a moment of reluctance Seth lowered his head, held back a tear and began to crawl...
Hey guys I hope you've enjoyed part two of Matt's Project. I just wanted to explain a few things in case anyone was wondering.
Firstly, Jake will be explained more in terms of background and how he knows Matt in the next chapter. I was going to add something into this part of the story, but I felt it broke up the flow a lot. Its also better to give a decent description rather than roughly throwing in a paragraph with poor characterisation.
Secondly, I know things do seem to speed up a lot in this chapter, that was less a conscious choice and more just where I felt the story should go in my head. Kink wise things will probably be quite intense going forwards, but I intend to keep other areas of Seth's relationship with Jake and Matt quite gradual.
Lastly, I've tried to break up paragraphs more, I got a lot of feedback about that after Chapter 1 so hope this change will make the story a lot more readable.
Again, any comments or feedback just email at mega.arturis@gmail.com
Have a nice day guys.