Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 01:18:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: mr bdg <bdgguy69@yahoo.com>
Subject: locked out teens - part 3

This story is a work of fiction...while I would like the experience in real
life. I am respectful of the laws .  so, if your over 18 and in the
Brandon, fl area – then hit me up and lets make it happen...everyone
else, please keep your feedback coming, you've given me some good ideas
that ill work to incorporate in the next few chapters as they fit in.  my
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It had been a few days since the boys had locked themselves out.  I was
working in my garage when I noticed the moving van across the street.  It
wasn't long before a man about my age and two young teenage boys strolled
over to introduce themselves as my new neighbors.  Seems he was a single
dad, setting about a new life with his 2 boys.  Their mother had left them
(drugs and alchohol and now she was in the care of the state DOC) he
decided it best to set out on a new life for them all.  (I guess its true
what the neighborhood says – im just an eassy person to talk to and open
up to).

The sun as setting and it was a cool evening, so I invited them to join me
out back for a bon fire.  The boys enjoyed marshmallows and smores while
their dad and I enjoyed some good whiskey and tellin stories.  We're in one
of those cookie cutter neihborhoods, so his house was the same floor plan
as mine, so when the boys came up asking to use the restroom, I told them –
you know where it is...

After a few more drinks and smores for the boys, we said our good nights
and they headed home...as I went to put away laundry, that's wen I realized
a minor faux paux...I had much of my "gear" laid out on my bed-I had
acquired a few new items and was cleaning nd putting everything in my
cases...I was worried what the boys might tell their father..

The next day, the youner of the 2 (he was 15) wandered over with a thank
you bottle of wine from his dad.  I noticed he had an ackward kinda look on
his face as we chatted before he asked if he could use the bathroom...I
told him the usual and he went about his business ...after a while, I
wondered if he had fallen in (LOL) and went to check on him.

Him jumped out of startle when I walked into my room..it was obvious he had
seen the toys last night, because he had opened up the suitcase on my bed
where I had stored them away and was exploring a few of them.  I assured
him there was nothing wrong with curiousity, but that he should always ask
before opening things...he said he saw them the night before and wanted to
know what they were for...I explained they were something for adults and
that it was also private and shouldn't be shared...he looked disappointed,
but nodded and said his good-byes for the day.

Over the next days, I saw the 2 brothers had made friends with the other
boys and would often see them running shirtless in games of football and
the like.  Often, I would look up and catch them looking my way, but
quickly averting their eyes when I looked up...I was worried what they were
saying and that it would become an issue with their father..i was soon to
find the answer..

Their father enjoys his whiskey as much as I do, and we found ourselves
quite hammered by the fire one night..his boys and the 3 neighborhood teens
were running about playing games when he youngest son came by briefly...as
he wandered back to the others, he told me – "don't worry about dad, if
he gets too drunk my brother and I know how to get him home and put him to
bed" so I let loose and before I knew it, his dad and I were ripped and
telling stories..turns out, he shared some of my "interests" so after a few
more, we left the boys to their games and I took him to show him my toys.
We were busy trying various gear out on each other, just talking and such
as we did...we had each put on different types of cuffs / wrist and ankle
and had found harnesses that suited us both.  I had brought out my breeding
bench and bondage frame and we were just talking about how fun they
were...at one point, I had tied him in the frame (still in his jeans)...as
I reached up to secure his last wrist, his youngest boy came around the
corner – in our drunken state, we had failed to even close, let alone
lock my door...the boy giggled, and then walked away...having no common
sense left from the alchohol, we just giggled as well and went back about
our exploration

It was then that all 5 boys came walking in...I must have had a look of
terror in my face as the father reassured me it was ok "my boys know about
me, its ok" but it was about to be more than he expected too...he hadn't
come to the acceptance that the boys shared his interest.  The 5 quickly
circled us, giggling.  The original 3 teens told the 2 new kids "see, we
told you what those toys were for, come on, we can show you more fun..."
the father already restrained now looked a little worried himself as the
older 2 boys came up and grabbed my hands and quickly secure them to the
frame...the father and I now body to body, hands tied above our heads and
drunkenly helpless to even try anything to free ourselves.

The boys all giggled more as they went through my bags to drag out more
gear...soon, his boys were on me, pulling off my pants as the older boys
were doing the same to their father..totally naked and hard, our dicks were
stabbing each others stomachs..we tried to stand apart from each other for
relief...but that was only temporary ...our legs helds by four of the boys,
the last and oldest was busy affixing parachutes to our balls...now chained
together by the balls, a small weight bag was attached and we could no
longer stay apart and were now body to body as our legs were affixed spread
eagle in the frame.  Im sure the look of disapare on his face matched my
own...but soon, that look was only memory as we were both blindfolded.  I
knew what the three were capable of, but wondered about his boys and how
they would take to this all...that's when I heard them...they were going
through the bag, pulling out various items as the older boys explained what
each was for...then his boys – appartently having picked out a few –
directed them on which to use on us and told them "do our dad first"

That's when I heard his moan and felt his body tenshe against mine as he
cried out a bit...I can only surmise that he had just been plugged..then I
felt the whip land against my back.  As the whipping continued, I became
aware of the stickiness against my stomache,,,he was obviously leaking
large amounts of pre-cum from the invader in his ass as they boys now
alternated between whipping us both.  Soon, I was impalled with one of my
larger plugs...I also felt my feet being lifted and then put back down on
my rubber "wet play" mat...so I knew it was to soon get even hotter.  More
weight was added to our balls, and that's when I heard say he had to piss
and beg to be let down...the boys just laughed and I heard his own sons
tell him "go ahead and pee dad...its wont be the first time you wet
yourself cus you were drunk" I could hear the anquish in his voice as he
begged more..i whispered reassurance and told him that it would be ok and
to just let it go and try to enjoy the experience...it was soon I felt the
warm piss blow up against my chest and the giggle of the teens as I soon
joined him in release.

The boys began to talk about how hard they were and they needed to get
off..i could hear some gear being moved about, then the plugs in us were
turned on high to vibrate...I felt him being released from the frame and
taken away from me and asking the boys "what are you doing to me...you cant
to this, youre too young, please..." Then just muffled nothingness as he
had obviously been gagged...



Sorry this part went so long, just so much to it to be set up...part 4 will
follow soon as our fist adventure together continues...