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Subject: Suckered by a Jonas Brother This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate./donate.html This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. Comments can be emailed to: hoo ———————————————————- Suckered by a Jonas Brother – 01 – All Tied Up ———————————————————- Nick poured another round of drinks and made his way back across the room, handing the other glass to his brother. Joe was stretched out along a couch like a cat, a picture-perfect example of being relaxed. “It’s a shame that Kevin had to head back home so soon,” Nick sighed as he sank down into one of the plush chairs scattered through the large living room. The pair were hanging out on the set of their new music video. Filming had wrapped and most of the crew (and their brother) had begun heading out of town. Tomorrow, a team would break down the props and pack up. But tonight, they were enjoying the royal look of the set, basking in the energy of working together again. Joe rearranged his body to sprawl out, pulling his torso upright…his arm was draped along the back of the couch, one leg hanging down off of the side. “Well, that’s the downside of having a bunch of kids… Obligations.”. Raising his glass in the air in a faux toast, he brought it to his lips and took a sip of the whiskey. Sliding off of the couch, Joe made his way over to the racks of clothing nearby. “Have to say, they did a great job with the outfits for the shoot… These were all fun to wear.”. The sound of cloth hitting the ground promoted Nick to look up, watching Joe’s toned shirtless form as he reached over and pulled on a pink t-shirt and bedazzled jacket. “How do I look?” “You don’t match, but otherwise okay.”. Joe looked down at the shiny cheetah print pajama pants and shrugged with a smile, returning to the couch. Stretching out again, he lifted his glass towards the rack. “Your turn.” Removing his black and white shirt, Nick kept the white and grey striped suit pants on, putting on a green velvet jacket. Turning around, he opened the jacket, his eyebrows raised. The move prompted an exaggerated eyeroll from Joe… His younger brother was always trying to find some way to show off his physique. “Looks nice. Maybe better with a shirt.”. He smirked when Nick returned the comment with a large eyeroll of his own. “Actually, this was pretty fun to film.”. Trotting over to the edge of the room, Nick kicked off his shoes and lept into one of the bathtubs that had been brought inside from the yard. Stretching his arms out around the edge, he feigned smoking a cigar, puffing imaginary smoke into the air. “You and your cigars…”. His shoes already off, Joe slid into one of the other tubs, easing down as if it was really full of hot water and bubbles. “This was pretty fun though, you’re right. The whole thing was cool, working together again.” “Ohh, I have an idea.” Nick flashed a devilish smile as he peeled off the jacket and pulled out a pair of sunglasses before dropping the jacket at his feet. Reclining back in the tub again, he put on the glasses and posed, the image of relaxation. “Can you take a picture?” “Harassing Priyanka again?” Joe fished his phone out of a pocket and took a couple of photos, texting them to Nick. “No, this is for Instagram. Thirsty posts always bump up the follower count.” Finishing up some editing and typing, Nick finished the post and looked up to see Joe giving him a judgemental look. “What? Don’t give me that, Mr. Guess Underwear Model. You show off too.” “Yeah, but not as much as you do.” Joe ducked as a the green velvet jacket went flying through the air towards his head, chuckling at Nick’s irritation. “Okay, my turn…but do a video instead.” He twisted around in the tub, removing the jacket and the tshirt. Tossling his hair with his fingers, he dropped his hands onto the sides of the tub and leaned his head against the back of the tub, looking at Nick and waiting with a smile. “Okay, ready.” Nick held a finger up and then pointed at Joe, indicating that he was hitting the record button. Joe closed his eyes and sighed, as if he were actually relaxing in the tub. bursa escort “Been such a long day…” he exhaled. His left hand slid down from the side of the tub and landed in his lap, where he began moving it up and down. With the edge of the tub blocking the line of sight, to the viewer it might look as if he were jerking off. Letting out a low moan, Joe lifted his hand back up to reveal the glass. Raising it to his lips, he took a sip while winking at the camera. “Wait…and you said you don’t show off as much as I do? What the hell was that?” Nick laughed as he tossed the phone back to Joe. “It’s called being more creative with the thirst traps.” “Hey, I can be creative!” Joe smirked and took another sip. “Sure you are. You’re creative.” He managed to avoid shaking his head, amused at how easy it was to get under Nick’s skin. “Alright, try this. Just take a video with your phone and send it to me…I’ll send it to Pri later.” Lifting his phone, Joe pointed his finger as he hit the record button. Nick’s head was leaning against the back of the tub, his arms resting along the sides. “Pri baby…I miss you already.” One hand moved to his lips, his tongue snaking out to moisten his fingertips. “I can’t wait to get home.” The hand grazed down his chin and neck, over his chest, and began playing with his own nipple. Joe swallowed…this dare had moved along rather quickly. “And when I do…” the hand moved along, disappearing out of view. The sound of a zipper filled the air. “I’m going to show you…ohhh”. A long sigh followed Nick’s moan, his arm shifting up and down. “…just how bad I miss you.” A whine rolled out of Nick’s throat before he bit his lower lip, his arm moving in bigger, stronger motions. His laughter broke the silence as his eyes opened, ending the scene. “Damn dude…ok, that was a little creative.” He winked across at Nick as he sent the video file. “A little?” “Well, you basically took my idea and added to it. But that was cute.” Nick’s face screwed up in irritation, resulting in a chuckle from the older brother. “Here little brother, let me show you creative. Get your phone out.” Joe pulled himself up out of the tub; as Nick brought his phone up, Joe lifted himself to stand on top of Nick’s tub, planting his feet on the edges. His chin jutted up for a moment, indicating that Nick should begin recording. “Sophie…” he shrugged the jacket off of his shoulders, letting it slide down his arms to drop down to the floor. “Daddy misses his little queen in the north.” Fingers hooked into the bottom of his shirt, peeling it off over his head and tossing it forward, over the camera and out of range. He noticed as one of Nick’s eyebrows twitched. Leaning down, he gripped the sides of the tub and lowered himself in, straddling Nick’s waist. “And when Daddy gets home…” his hand slowly trailed down his bare torso until it reached the top of his pants. Hooking his things into the waistband, he slid them down, revealing a grey waistband with the word ‘Guess’ in large letters. Thumbs shifted backward…and then down again, tugging the top of his pajama pants down a couple of inches, revealing a grey cloth covered bulge. Nick swallowed, staring at the screen in his hand. Joe slid one thumb back to the front and then down his thigh, letting it sit there suggestively. “…winter isn’t the only thing coming.” Once again laughter filled the room. He glanced down as Nick stopped recording and sent the file, noticing that Nick’s fly was still open…and his crotch looked a little more pronounced. “What did you think?” “I think you’re always trying to find a way to up the ante.” “Possibly.” He reached out and gave a light playful slap to Nick’s face before climbing out of the tub. “For now.” Joe rolled his eyes, laughing again. “For now?” “Yeah, I packed that red rope setup and I’m taking it home. We’ll send you a pic of someone using it properly.” Nick chuckled while zipping up his pants. “Whatever – I saw it when I came in…it’s still hanging from the ceiling in the other room.” “Okay, fine…I’m *going* to pack it up and take it home…and send you a picture.” Joe scratched his chin, looking at the ceiling thoughtfully. When his eyes lowered back and met Nick’s, they twinkled with mischief. “I have an idea…” Tilting his head, Nick was both curious and worried at Joe’s tone of voice. “And what’s your idea…?” “We cooooould take a photo of you in the ropes and send it to Pri…sorta like a preview.” Nick thought about it, his eyes moving along the pictures on the wall. If anyone were to come in, that would be awkward…but it was escort bayan also late at night and there shouldn’t be anyone showing up. “That might be…yeah, maybe. What was it like hanging up in the ropes anyway?” “You know, it was a lot of fun. A little hot, felt cute, might delete later. But pretty fun. It’s neat not touching the ground.” “Hmmm….alright, I’m game.” Joe’s mouth stretched into a wide grin. “Excellent. Right this way.” His arm waved through the air, pointing towards the other room, before grabbing his drink and making his way to the door. Nick approached the the rope setup and tugged on one of the four red strands, getting a feel for the system. “How exactly did you get into this?” he looked up and down, assessing what a system that appeared to be both a complicated and simple at the same time. “Well, for starting, I was just in my underwear.” Nick glanced over at his brother’s comment… But the only response was Joe holding out his hand towards the ropes before swinging it to point towards Nick’s legs. Joe chuckled at Nick’s eyebrow raising. “Hey, it’s recreating the scene from the video… And you wanted to make a hot little movie for Pri. Plus, it’s not like you hate showing off. Lie to someone else.” The result was a laugh and a shrug as Nick unzipped his pants, letting them drop to the floor. Standing in just white Calvin Klein briefs, he turned again to the ropes, taking hold of one and trying to figure out how to proceed. Joe took in the view, admiring the beefy behind and ample package. Stepping forward, he took hold of the two ropes on the left. “Let’s start with these. They hold your upper body and it’ll be easier to do that first and then get your legs.”. Placing his hand on Nick’s shoulder, he applied some pressure; taking the hint, Nick squatted down, allowing Joe to slide one rope over his torso. Joe’s hand slid down to Nick’s chest, again applying pressure…Nick tilted backward, and the first rope dropped down to his waist while a second rope came around his arms and chest. Joe slid the knots down, securing Nick into the apparatus. Stepping away, he stepped between Nick’s legs and grabbed a calf in each hand, lifting them up into the air. Looking over his shoulder, he guided Nick’s left foot into the loop of the third rope…and then the other foot into the loop of the last rope. Again, the knots were slid down, to make sure Nick wouldn’t fall out if he moved around. Joe stepped away once more, walking behind Nick and out of his line of sight. There were extra lengths of the red rope laying against the wall. Picking up a one of the shorter ones, he made his way back over to Nick’s backside and took hold of his brother’s wrists and brought them to meet behind his back, where he began tying the rope around them, further restricting the other man’s movement. This hadn’t been part of the setup in Joe’s filming…but since Nick had been busy elsewhere, he wouldn’t have known. “There you go – all done and ready to go.” Nick wiggled around in the ropes. “These are pretty…secure.” “Mmhmm…wouldn’t want you falling out.” Giggling filled the room as Nick was surprised by Joe’s fingers running along his sides, tickling him…a game going back to when they were kids. He wriggled in the ropes, trying to get away even though it was impossible. Joe’s finger tips kept dancing along Nick’s skin, traveling north, up his chest and to his neck as Joe made his way around Nick’s head, stepping back into sight. He wore a devilish grin as he continued his tickle assault; Nick continued squirming his body around, unable to escape as Joe’s fingers played along his upper body, teasing his arms, chest, abs. Occasionally, a finger accidentally grazed one of his nipples, but it was so fleeting that it couldn’t have been purposeful… “Stop…stop!” The cries for help were punctuated by loud laughter. “Stoooppppp!” “Are you sure?” Nick’s chest heaved as he caught his breath. “Yes, stop.” “I don’t know…looks like you’re enjoying it.” Joe winked and nodded towards Nick’s lower body. The bulge in his white briefs was noticeably larger than normal. Nick cleared his throat, chuckling with a little bit of embarrassment. “Well, you’d be the same if you were tied up in your underwear, being tickled.” “Hmmm. You think so?” “Yeah, maybe.” Nick smiled nervously – he could read his brother and Joe was in full mischief mode, with the smirk and glint in his eyes. “I don’t know… I *was* tied up…” Joe grabbed one of the ropes and tugged on it, causing Nick’s body to swing in the air. “…and I *was* in my underwear…” His fingers landed on Nick’s body bursa escort again, lightly tickling once more, causing his younger brother to twist around, laughing, once more. Joe’s fingers continued dancing on Nick’s abs, moving south. Approaching the waistband of Nick’s underwear, he took a step to the right and swept his hand through the air, landing right above Nick’s knee. The tickling continued, moving up Nick’s thighs. Nick’s wriggling became stronger – his legs were sensitive. When his hand approached Nick’s groin, Joe stopped. “…all that…” Taking hold of his pajama pants, he gently tugged on the material, pulling it down his hip. Gravity took over and the pants fell to the floor, leaving him standing in just a pair of grey Guess boxer briefs. “…and I didn’t get a chubby.” Looking down at his body, Joe brought his eyes up…but they didn’t meet Nick’s at first, which were fixated on Joe’s crotch. The younger man twitched his head, yanking his gaze away and up to Joe’s face. “Yeah, but you weren’t being tickled…” The sound of his voice trailed off, undermining any confidence his statement might have had. “You’re right…” Joe took hold of the ropes again and gave a small push, causing Nick to swing again. “…I wasn’t being tickled.” He grinned down at Nick, letting the quiet settle into the room. Another push on the ropes and Nick’s swing grew larger. “You know…this might have come in handy during filming.” Eyebrows furrowed, Nick was confused by Joe’s statement. “You did film in it today.” “Mmmm, yes. I meant it might have been handy when you were filming ‘Midway’…” Nick swallowed; he had an idea of what Joe was talking about…but wasn’t sure *how* Joe knew. “We, um…we didn’t have any scenes that it would have worked in.” “No? Not even during downtime, back in your trailers?” Blinking was the only response he got. Nick wasn’t sure what Joe knew and wasn’t about to give anything away. “What…” he cleared his throat. “What are you talking about?” One eyebrow raised as Joe’s grin grew, a devilish light in his eyes. “Should I ask Ed? or Aaron?” He got a secret delight in watching the color drain from Nick’s face. “Alexander? Keenan? Luke? Fuck, that one must have been hot. Darren too. Maybe Brandon? James. Damn Nick, just how many guys did you let fuck you during filming? That’s the eight I know about, from ‘Midway’.” The color came back to Nick’s face as he blushed bright red. “Anyone from the support crew? Or do you only take dick from actors?” Joe’s fingers dropped back to Nick’s abs…but this time they gently trailed up and down the chiseled muscles instead of tickling. “What about ‘Scream Queens’? ‘Kingdom’? Your other movies and shows…” An index finger snaked up Nick’s torso, landing on his nipple; Joe lightly pinched the nub, eliciting a groan. “Nick, just how many men have you let use your ass and mouth?” His brother looked down, not wanting to meet Joe’s gaze, ashamed that his brother knew about his whore-like tendencies. Joe followed Nick’s view, seeing that his crotch was even fuller, a reaction to both the sensation of his brother’s touch and the memories coming back from after hours on movie and tv sets. “Oh look…now we match.” Nick finally looked up, confused…but Joe was looking down. Nick’s eyes followed, landing to view Joe’s crotch. The grey material was stretched obscenely over the hardness of Joe’s cock, a wet spot appearing where the head bulged. “Joe…” Nick blinked, his mouth opening and closing slightly, trying to find words to respond. “I…I uh…” “You can…what, explain? Little brother, I don’t mind that you’re gay…or bi…or a whore, whatever.” Joe’s words calmed Nick somewhat…but his older brother’s smile was somehow both warm and dangerous at the same time. The back of Joe’s hand reached out and gently caressed Nick’s face, running down his cheek. The movement was soothing…for a moment; Joe’s hand twisted, one finger remaining in contact as it ran down over Nick’s lips and traced his throat. “Nick…my sweet, dear, hot little brother…” The grin widened. “…we said we were going to make a video, remember?” To Be Continued… ———————————————————- Thanks for reading. 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