Men In Bondage 7: Max Thieriot

Part 5: Max's Ice Torture

Max Thieriot's POV

Still tied down tightly to David's sofa and gagged with my own dirty socks, I struggle and try to break myself free. It did me no good. I know David isn't crazy or a psychopath, him and I have been such close friends and he truly is a great guy. I'm just so shocked he actually drugged me just so he can tie me up in my boxer briefs and get at my feet. I have to admit I knew about David's foot fetish but for fuck sakes, I thought he was only attracted to his wife's feet. Never did I ever think David would actually be attracted to me or any guy for that matter. The real question still stands with me in the back of my mind while I sit here bound and gagged to my best friend's sofa. I hear David's footsteps coming from his other room and I see him walking out of the kitchen and toward me with a baggie of something, "Hey Maxie!" He tells me. Me, still sockgagged and unable to speak an audible word, I groan and moan instead.

David Boreanaz POV

I knew Max was concerned about what I had in my little ziploc baggie here. I see him staring at the baggie and not taking his eyes off it, I hold up the baggie, "they're ice cubes Maxie" I tell him. Max squints his eyes in that huh? Kind of way and I pull a large ice cube out of the baggie, "there's a sexual torture I like to do to my wife, and I wanna do it to you Maxie" I explain. Max widens his eyes and I press the ice cube to the soles of Max's feet, Max makes a high pitch male scream which turned me on so much, especially since he's gagged. I laugh as I watch Max struggle and yell through his sockgag, I slide the ice cube up and down both his big soles and Max tries to wriggle himself free like crazy but he didnt actually get free. I laugh some more and harder as Max struggles more and more, pleading me through his gag to stop. Finally, the large ice cube had completely melted on Max's soles, leaving them wet. I go ahead and lick the water off of Max's soles and moan obnoxiously as I do it. Max shakes his head non stop while i do so. I pause on licking Max's feet to pull a second large ice cube from the baggie, I put this ice cube into Max's boxer briefs and let it melt on his cock and balls. I tossed another large ice cube in his boxers as well, making it extra cold. Max whimpers like a little girl through his gag and his girly male whimpers turned me on so fucking much, "Oh Max, look at ya, a big muscle daddy all bound and gagged and squirming and squealing like a little girl...this is really turning me on Max you know that?" I tell him. Max squeezes his eyes shut as I rub the ice cubes around in his boxers making his crotch colder. I grab another ice cube and rub it over both his nipples, making Max scream like a manly girl through his gag, I laugh and begin to torture the soles of his feet with another ice cube, "I think I like ice torturing you more than I do my wife!" I exclaim with a grin. Max growls and rolls his eyes, and since we've been friends for a long time I can already read the exact face expression he's giving me, Oh fuck I'm gonna be here forever! And he's right! ;)