By Tex

I was sitting around the house watching TV with some friends. Two of them are cops. They came over in full uniform. We were having some beers, gettin’ a little crazy. I was rootin’ for the team that the other guys didn’t like, and my team was winning! They didn’t like that. I was teasing them about it. My buddy came over and put me in a headlock, the other guys were laughing.

One cop buddy pulled out a pair of hinged cuffs and said, “I can hold him for you.”

I was still in the headlock, the guys were laughing, each cop grabbed one of my arms, pinned them behind me while I struggled. They were laughing at me as they cuffed me tight behind my back and sat back laughing.

He said, “That’ll teach you, buddy.”

I said, “Come on man take the cuffs off!”

The cops went outside and came back with leg irons. I fought, but it was no use. One of them wrapped an arm around my legs. He’s a big, muscular guy. The other cop clamped the leg irons on me while I tried to fight. My buddy just laughed.

He told the cops, “Hey man he’s ticklish on his feet I think.”

They said, “Oh yeah? Let’s find out.”

He continued holding my legs that were still shackled. My buddy came over and started tickling me. I went nuts, yelling, “Stop!”

He tickled me while the one cop held my legs in place, like a leg lock, the other cop came up and held my head, putting his big arm around my neck. I noticed he had something in his hand.

I said, “What the fuck is that?”

He said, “Something to keep you quiet, you’re yelling too much!”

It was a leather gag. He held my mouth open and slowly put the gag in my mouth. I was yelling “No!” but soon I couldn’t yell anymore.

My buddy said, “We’re just havin’ some fun with you, man.”

All I could do was lay there yelling through the gag, MMPPHH!!! They put me on my stomach. One guy got some rope and attached the cuffs and the leg irons. I was fucked! “Mmmpphh!!!”

They picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. I couldn’t struggle. I was hogtied, cuffed tight. They laid me on the floor. I looked around, and I could see lots of toys. I noticed a leather straightjacket.

One guy picked it up and said, “You might look good in this!”

“Mmmpphh!!” I said, shaking my head no, my bud turned me on my side, unzipped my pants and started stroking me.