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From: an232912@anon.penet.fi
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Date: Sat,  5 Aug 1995 22:44:07 UTC
Subject: Watched friend's brother j/o - TRUE
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When I first logged onto the internet a couple of months ago and saw 
this newsgroup, I knew I would eventually get up the courage to 
relate the sexiest (and funniest) experience I've ever had.  When I 
was 12 years old, my best friend Becky (I've changed the names) and I 
would usually spend our summer days at her house watching the soaps.  
I especially liked going to her house because I had a huge crush on 
her older brother Jason who was 14 at the time.  Jason had blond hair 
and blue eyes and was really cute.  Unfortunately, he usually ignored 
the two of us completely.  He would often come in from playing 
baseball with his friends in the afternoons and head straight for his 
bedroom where he would shut the door and crank his stereo up to full 
volume.  We usually had to turn up the TV just to drown out his 
stereo which was behind a closed door on the other side of the house. 
 We knew he kept the door locked because Becky had tried to get in a 
few times to give him a phone call or to try and get him to turn down 
the stereo.  He would always yell at her to go away.  One afternoon 
we were both pissed because he came in and cranked his stereo just as 
a critical scene came on our soap that we had been anticipating for 
weeks.  Becky casually mentioned after our show went off that their 
bedroom doors had child protective locks on them so they could be 
opened from the outside using a small nail.  Since Jason's desk and 
bed did not face the door, she was certain we could peek in quietly 
without being seen.  That was all I needed to hear.  I was dying to 
see what he was up to.  Within minutes we had our nail and Becky had 
the lock undone.  My heart was beating like crazy as we slowly eased 
the door open a couple of inches, but what we saw almost made it stop 
completely!  Even though Jason slept alone, he had a bunk bed and he 
was lying completely naked on the lower bed with his wrists 
handcuffed to the bedframe behind his head and his legs were spread 
open with each tied to the frame of the bed above him.  He also was 
wearing a blindfold and had tied a gag in his mouth! For a moment, I 
think Becky and I were both too stunned to move.  Finally, she 
started to back away and pull the door closed, but I was way too 
fascinated to let her do it.  I quietly pushed the door open and took 
a few steps into the room toward him.  The stereo was almost 
deafening, so I wasn't concerned that he would hear me, but I was 
scared that he might be able to see a little through the blindfold so 
I would just take a couple of steps and watch his face.  Finally, I 
walked all the way to the foot of his bed and it was the most 
incredible and exciting moment in my life as I looked down at him!  I 
could barely even breathe.  I'm an only child and the only naked boy 
I had ever seen in my life was from a quick glimpse of a young cousin 
being diapered one time.  Now, here was a cute 14 year old (my dream 
beau, no less!) who, except for a little tuft of blond pubic hair, 
looked like a baby boy waiting to be diapered by me!  I didn't 
understand it at the time, but he was obviously living out some type 
of bondage fantasy since he was jerking hard at the bonds and 
twisting his body violently back and forth like he was trying to 
escape.  By this time, Becky had gotten up the courage to slip over 
and she was standing at the side of the bed.  She was clearly 
embarrassed and her face was flushed beet red, but I could tell that 
she was as fascinated with his nakedness as I was.  I knew Becky was 
extremely modest about her body and I figured that Jason probably was 
too.  He would have most likely died of embarrassment if he knew that 
Becky and I were standing there trying hard not to giggle at his 
little wiggling penis.  He would stop struggling every few moments 
and rest a while and we spent the next several minutes closely 
examining every inch of him.  I wasn't about to lose this once in a 
lifetime opportunity!  His penis was soft and probably no more than a 
couple of inches long.  I remember seeing his circumcision scar 
around the shaft, but I didn't realize at the time what it was.  I 
also remember being curious about the purpose of the little cap on 
the end of his penis.  Finally, I heard the handcuffs jingling and we 
both realized that he was about to open them (we had already noticed 
that the key was paperclipped to the handcuff chain so that he could 
undo them at any time).  We both shot out of the room as quietly as 
possible and were about to close the door when we noticed that he was 
re-fastening his left wrist to the bedframe.  We continued to watch 
through the door as he started playing with his penis with his right 
hand!  As soon as I realized he wasn't going to take the blindfold 
off, I eased back into the room and watched in amazement from a few 
feet away as his penis started to grow and get hard.  He was still 
struggling against his bonds and began slapping his erect penis so 
that it would bob back and forth.  I still remember being utterly 
amazed at the transformation.  Becky and I both edged closer and 
kneeled at the side of the bed while he continued playing with 
himself.  When he finally grabbed his penis and began jerking himself 
off, it was all we could do to keep from gasping out loud.  His 
orgasm shot all the way into his face!  We had no idea what happened 
and at first thought he had pee'd on himself!  We crawled out and 
locked the door behind us while he lay there exhausted on the bed.  
Becky was extremely embarrassed and began regretting what we had done 
almost immediately, so it was the last week of summer before I could 
convince her to do it again one last time.  Sure enough, once again 
Jason had himself blindfolded and gagged and he had no idea that our 
faces were only inches away while he fantisized and played with 
himself.  I've spent many years since then fantasizing about grabbing 
his handcuff key and playing with him myself.  It was the most 
incredible experience (and memory) of my life and I still can't help 
grinning at Jason whenever we run into one another from time to time 
and the memories come flooding back


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