May I Borrow a Sleeping Bag: Part 1
by JC

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My name is JC and I just recently came out of the closet.

Two of my really cool gay friends told me about this gay camping trip that happens every year for a weekend. Unfortunately they told me everybody carpools and are all meeting at Trev's place in half an hour. They will be leaving at exactly noon. In a few of the past years there would be some straight jockey that would come and start trouble so we are told not to disclose the location to anyone. I immediately went and got permission from my parents packed some clothes and personal hygiene things and went crazy trying to find a sleeping bag.

I looked everywhere and finally my mom said that my older bro took the only one when he went off to college. She said that the neighbor Max is big into camping so I should go and ask if I can borrow one. It seemed like the easiest solution since I had about 15 minutes to get to Trev's.

I was a bit nervous because I didn't know Max directly just by reputation. He was a few years older and in college. He was this tall dark and handsome soccer stud who every girl and gay guy fantacizes about.

I said my goodbyes quickly swallowed my pride took a few deep breathes and finally developed the courage to ring the bell. Max answered the door in just a pair of shorts and I just stood there with my jaw dropped in aww. I was even more surprised when he said "what's up JC?"

I told him I was in a rush to get to my friend's house to go on a camping trip but I was hoping I could borrow a sleeping bag. He invited me in while he looked and apologized cause his dad always packed away the camping gear and since his dad and mom were gone to a wedding for the weekend he had to look for it. I offered to help since I was in a hurry.

While we were looking Max asked me who I was going camping with and where. I told him it was an annual trip but for safety reasons we weren't allowed to tell other people. He had a puzzled look on his face then he smiled and asked me if I was gay. I got really bashful and shy and quiet and then he said sorry that's none of my business. I only had about 5 minutes left so I just said thanks anyway but I will figure something else out and started to head downstairs to leave.

He yelled, "hey JC, wait I forgot I have something that might be useful". I followed him into his room, he rummaged under his bed and grabbed something that kind of looked like a sleeping bag. Max said, "get down to ur boxers and let's see if this will be warm enough for you." I hesitated for a moment but figured why not. Max then said,"I know it seems deceiving but the material is called neoprene and its very warm. It actually even has sleeves. Let me help you get in it".

I stepped in it with both feet first and like a gentleman Max helped me put both hands in, but then I got confused and said,"hey Max I can't move my arms though so how will I be able to zip it up?"

"You dumb homo, you're mine now!" Max said and then quickly zipped up the bag. "This is called a sleepsack and there is no escaping until you tell me where the camping location is."

I wiggled and squirmed like crazy but there was no use I was completely helpless and immobile. I told him to let me go and that I will never tell. I then started yelling for help when Max bent down picked up a sock and then opened his nightstand drawer. Max told me to shut up, shoved the sock in my mouth, and wrapped a few layers of duct tape around my head. "I won't let you go or ungag you til you are ready to give up the location" Max said. I just shook my head no. "No huh? Well we will just see about that.

Hmmmmm let's see if you can stand the smell of my super rank lucky soccer socks that I never wash?" He then wrapped the sock around my head so the toe was right under my nose. They smelled so awful and there was absolutely nothing I could do but inhale the stinky smell. All I could think of was why is this happening to me? How can I get out of here?

Then all of a sudden I started getting hard...

To be continued