He said you really don't mind another guy looking at your cock do you. I told him I didn't mind at all and if he was enjoying looking at it, then to b... honest, I found it quite exciting. He said he was definitely enjoying it. I pulled my jeans and boxer shorts down, lifted my shirt and said how's that. Gary told me I had a nice cock and said are you going to show me what you do with it. I said that I would love to show him. I took my t-shirt off stepped out of my jeans and now stood completely. . his movements getting faster... 3.. 2.. 1... But that was before. Now that I'm free, I can enjoy life, I can enjoy those things I was meant to as a child. As a 16 year old pubescent boy, full of hormones and what not. A vampire-white, black haired, video-game designing, emotional teenage boy. I still remember the night it all started. Back then, I was free. I had wonderful parents, a younger 7 year old sister, and even a twin that looks nothing like me. I had my own room, my own computer, my. "You've been an exceptional slave so it's reward time for the Birthdayboy. Lie on the bed," Bethany ordered.I did as I was told and lay there expectantly as she took several pairsof tights from her tights drawer. She proceeded to tie my hands togetherand then stretching them over my hand she tied them to the bed frame.Then she used two pairs of tights to tie my spread-eagled legs to thebed. Bethany then took another pair of tights, made a small lasso in oneof the legs and tied it tightly around. I also had my tits to thank as well. Most of the tops I wore had a deep v-neck and they were tight as hell, accentuating my charms, as I liked to think of them. My tits were big for my age and filled the T-shirts to bursting point. But the biggest reaction I got from my dad was when I wore very loose-fitting tops with no bra. Walking around the house with my breasts gently swaying underneath had the thumbs up, from me and my dad. I knew the loose T-shirt was affecting him because I saw my dad’s.