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“How did I get into all this,” Tony mumbled to himself as he lay in bed. Or, at least, he would have if he didn't have a thick leather plug filling up his mouth. He was blindfolded, too. The 5'11 Italian stud's muscles were basically useless, each of his hands in leather cuffs fastened to the bed posts, his legs also spread open, and he was face-down, ass-up, for easier access. Tony did what he could to grind his hard dick against the bed sheet, moaning into the gag he bought himself ahead of this hookup.

It all started the Friday of the final weekend of pledging. 

Tony was flying solo at the Beta Gamma frat house, skipping class to make sure the pledges were getting everything ready for night after night of big parties until they were initiated. This was their last test. In truth, by now, unless they withdrew, they made the cut. 

Tony sent out the pledges to pick up a few more things and decided to kick back in the living room, and dozed off.

He woke to a commotion in the kitchen.

“What the fuck...” Tony groaned and got up to investigate. 

“Hey, what the fuck are you doing?!” he yelled at the three younger guys wearing Kappa Omega pledge shirts, loading the kegs onto dollies.

“Oh shit!” One of them said. “Uh listen man... we'll leave it alone, if you don't tell anyone... or maybe we can make you a deal, Venmo you some money, or...”

Tony was mad as hell listening to the freshman trying to bribe him but suddenly someone jumped up on his back. 

“Get him!” The others piled on after the ambush. 

“Fuckers. Get the hell off me!”

But Tony wasn't the only one who hit up the gym. Some of these guys clearly worked out. And he was outnumbered as they wrestled him to the floor. They pulled his arms behind him and he felt rope being tightened around his wrists. 

“This is bullshit! I'm gonna gemmmmmmph!” That was all he got out before one of the KO's stuck a knotted bandanna between his teeth and pulled it tight. It bit into his cheeks and Tony grunted as the bandanna was tied off behind his neck. “Mmm! Leemmmegoommm!”

He struggled but damn these guys were still on top of him and those ropes were tight. 

“Nice work, boys!” Tony heard another man's voice. He looked up to see John, the president of KO walk in. At 6'1, John towered a bit over the captive. Tony had seen him around the gym, and though they weren't really acquainted, Tony appreciated John's ability to do more reps, run faster on the treadmill more consistently than he could. All that reflected in John's physique, accentuated by the tight jeans and T-shirt he had on, and Tony felt some of John's muscle as he manhandled him to a standing position. 

“Lookie what we have here, the pledge master himself,” John laughed as he gave Tony's face a light smack and held his chin.

“Mmmmrrrrr!” Tony could only growl through the bandanna gag.

“Alright, boys, let's leave one keg for them as a pity gift, the other four, roll them out and down to the frat house. Leave a little rope. I have another idea for Tony-boy, here,” John said.

“Yes, sir,” the five KO pledges said and took the kegs. 

John walked his bound captive to the living room and had him sit on the couch, before he tied his ankles together. Then things got weird. John started feeling up Tony's muscles and thighs. 

“You know, I've seen you looking at me at the gym, and let me tell you, you're no slouch,” John said.

“Mmmph?” 

John moved his hand up to Tony's crotch and smiled.

“See, I can tell little Tony likes it kinky, too.”

“Mmm! Nnoommm!” Tony shook his head. But it was hard to hide his growing erection. He had always been a little curious about trying wilder sex, and he certainly appreciated how good John looked as he strutted his stuff across campus. But he had seen him with girlfriends all the time. And Tony never thought of himself as gay. But John sure looked good now and he was rubbing his crotch in the best way...

John pulled down Tony's shorts and put his mouth over the bound man's black briefs, straining to contain the growing cock. Tony moaned as his captor's tongue lapped all over his underwear. John tasted the start of some pre-cum, and pulled down the briefs, letting Tony's cock spring free, hard as an iron bar now.

“Little Tony, not so little!” John said in a low, sultry voice, then started kissing it. Tony moaned into his gag louder and louder as his rival went down on him. John sure knew what he was doing. Tony felt his hands search for his ass, and shifted a little to the side, resting on his arm a bit, so John's hands could reach their goal. He groaned as he felt a finger start probing around his asshole. Just when Tony thought he was ready to burst, John pulled his mouth off and finger out.

“Mmmmm!?” Tony moaned questioningly. John responded by kissing his gagged mouth. Tony tried as best as he could to get his tongue past the soggy cloth to meet the kiss but he couldn't. “Mmm agh mmoff!” He tried to say, take the gag off. John paused, then got the point and pulled the bandanna down, and resumed his kiss. They made out for a minute or so, tongues fucking each other and then Tony asked him to let him cum, and let him go.

“Hmmm, nah, babe,” John laughed and pulled the bandanna gag back into Tony's mouth, planting another kiss on his lips. “Not right now. I got shit to do. But here...”

Tony could just watch pathetically as John took a little length of rope and tied it around his hard cock and over-filled balls.

“Mmmm! Pwleeaze” Tony begged.

“Yeah, keep that pose, that facial expression,” John said as he snapped a few pics on his phone.

“Want this on Snapchat?” 

Tony shook his head.

“Then a) don't tell anyone it was me, and b) come by my place Sunday at 4, after all the parties wrap up. Here, I'll send you my phone number so you can text me.You agree or should I hit 'post?'”

“Mmm yes.” Tony nodded his head.

“I like you, Tony. I think we can have a lot of fun together.” John turned Tony on his side and massaged his ass. “Yeah that's a mighty fine ass. That'll be fun. And maybe we can flip, too. Until then, later!”

And Tony was left alone. And horny as fuck. Man that was hot. Does this mean I'm gay? How am I gonna explain the missing kegs? Shit, I can't let the guys find me like this! Bound, gagged, and hard!

He started struggling again, but those guys must've been boy scouts because there was almost no give in these ropes! 

Then he heard the door open and close.

“Well, well, this is a nice surprise!”

Fuck!