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My step brother Kurt was a real nightmare to live with.
Noisy, messy, always in my hair.
He dropped out of school early, preferring to get a job doing constuction work.
Last year, I was cramming for exams and if there ever was a time I needed him out of the house it was then.
When I learned that he would be off work, between contracts, at the same time that I needed some space to revise, I tried all kinds of things to get him out of the house, cinema tickets, you name it, all I got was...
"This is as much my fuckin' house as it is yours, why should I go out?"
Or, after asking him to turn his music down a little...
"Go to the library, bookworm, or get a fuckin' life!"
The final straw came when he intruded into my room while I was working. He was playing air guitar and managed to XXXX my computer off my desk, yanking it out of the wall and losing all of my unsaved work.
I went crazy, but this test was really important to me.
"I'm gonna finish this work if it's the last thing I do!", I growled at him.
I grabbed some rope I had lying around and XXXX his hands behind his back. I had his wrists bound tight in seconds.
A wave of calm and relief washed over me!
"If this is what it takes to get my work done, bro....".
I pushed the dude into the living room and down onto a chair.
"You better get me outta this NOW!"

"Not very likely .......rockstar! You just cost me two days fuckin' work. You're staying right here AND YOU'RE GONNA BE QUIET!!!!!"
And I took the bandana off my head, twirled it, tied a knot in it and, with the knot between his teeth, gagged him with it, tying it tightly at the back of his head.
"GGGGGGRRRRRRRMMMMMPPPPPFFFFF!"
I grabbed all the rope we had in the house and got to work immobalising the jerk my dad had blessed me with when he remarried.
Forcing his kicking legs together I tightly bound them just above the ankles and just above the knees. He didn't submit very easily and put up quite a fight, but at 5ft 7in he's much smaller than me and knew I could overpower him. Then I took a long length of rope which I used to fasten his upper arms to his torso.
When I was all finished I stood back and surveyed my handiwork.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, peace at last!"
I lit a cigarette and looked at Kurt, smiling.
"This is the quietest you've been in awhile, bro," I said, teasing him.
I walked towards him and stopped to look down into his eyes which seemed to be pleading with me.
"Those puppy dog eyes won't work with me, kid, I know you too well", I said and blew smoke in his face.
Kurt snarled at me.
"Ok, I've got some work to finish, shouldn't be more than, ooh, six or seven hours graft, I reckon."
But, as I walked out of the door towards the stairs, the dude rose to his bound feet, jumping after me, begging through the gag to be freed!"
Inevitably he lost his balance and hit the deck.
"Oh, we'll have to fix that immediately", I said looking down at him smiling.
And taking my last piece of rope I hogtied the dude!
"Now I'll get some, FUCKIN' work done!"
Kurt struggled like crazy, pulling at the ropes and screaming as loud as the gag permitted, but he was going nowhere and the screams were stifled!
 "You shoulda gone out, bro, like I said. Or you shoulda gotten yourself an education, then you wouldn't be so stupid!"
Laughing my head off, I walked out the room to the beautiful sound of Kurt's muffled madness, restrained anger.
I would've loved to have stayed there all day watching him, but I did have work to do.
Didn't stop me getting my rocks off a couple of times that day though!