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"Good afternoon, sir. My name is Keith...I'm paying my way through college by selling magazine subscriptions.  Could I interest you in a great deal for Time, or Newsweek, or TV Guide?"

Burt eyed the young man at his door appraisingly.  Very cute, in a scruffy, Gen-X kind of way.

"You got Bound and Gagged Magazine?", he asked.

"Huh?" Keith replied, "Um, I don't think I've..."

"Never mind," Burt interrupted. "Come on in."

Keith smiled at the offer of a prospective sale.  He'd had so many doors slammed in his face this morning, he'd be happy with a 6-month subscription to Dentists Monthly.

"Thank you, sir," Keith said, stepping in.  "You'll find I have many good deals..MMMPPPHHHHH!!"

The muscular homeowner had grabbed Keith from behind and clamped his hand over the salesman's mouth.

"Don't struggle, or I'll break your arm," he gritted into the frightened student's ear.

Taken by surprise, Keith could hardly react as he was dragged forward into the living room.  The next thing he knew, he felt rope being wrapped around his wrists, after a cloth had been stuffed into his mouth.  Thrown up onto a window seat, his attacker tied his ankles together, and then strapped three strips of bright blue duct tape over his mouth, plastering his lips together over the cloth gag.

All hopes of a big sale gone, Keith moaned loudly.

"MMMMMM! UMMMFFFPPPHHHHHH!!"

"Shut up," the XXXX said. "Nobody pays any attention to anything in this neighborhood!"

Keith couldn't believe what was happening.  In five minutes he'd gone from being a door-to-door salesman to a bound and gagged captive.  Straining against the ropes, he stared through the window, hoping someone would see his predicament and rescue him.  Sure enough, a pair of dudes passed by and glanced up at the house.  One of them pointed at Keith in the window seat, his friend looked, and the two of them burst out laughing and continued on their way down the street.

Keith swung his legs down from the window seat and tried to stand up.  With his hands bound tightly behind him, balancing himself was tricky, but he managed to stand and take a few tentative hops.  He could not see or hear the man who had attacked him, and the front door was about twenty feet away.
The XXXX had removed his sneakers, saying something like "You won't be needing these" so Keith hopped in his socked feet across the room. 

"Going somewhere?"

Keith's heart sank as the strange man stood in front of him.  With one slight push, Keith tipped over and crashed onto the floor.  The man straddled him and added more rope to his bonds, while tearing the front of his shirt open and caressing his chest.  Keith was embarrassed to find himself responding to the man's touch.  He was straight, but he was also 22, and physical contact of any kind got him horny.

Fin

Keith played by Mitch

Burt played by Mike

Photography by Caitiff