I saw his lips twitch into a smile. He turned back to the TV and paused the game. He then shuffled closer to me on the couch. He then said quietly, "Y...u look so hot in those shorts, I'd like to suck you long and hard until your dick is throbbing and red". By this point I didn't know if he was k**ding as usual, or being serious. Either way, I was becoming rock hard as my massive boner pushed at the material of my shorts. He bit his lip in a really erotic way and looked down at my boner and then. You hear him pick up something from the bed and are pleased to find it’s the long lengths of velvet ribbon you cut in hopes that he would use them to bind your hands and feet, which he does, your hands to the head of the bed and, spreading your legs wide, your feet to the foot of the bed. You lie there, completely vulnerable now, wondering what he’ll do next. Will he fondle your breasts, pull your nipples, stroke you between the legs, fuck you? That’s not what you want him to do, not yet,. You don't want to let the girls see it, honey. It's too teeny. They'lljust laugh and tease you about it -- and make you feel bad. A pee wee like that'll never satisfy a lady. It's too small. Your mother's right, dear, maybe you should have been a girl." Mother and Margie then began dressing me up. They had a happy, laughing time helping a young male into bras, garter belts, nylons, and high heels. Though I wouldn't admit it, I loved the touch of their handsand the silky feel of the pretty. I came to him, I rested my head on his chest. He would rub his belly and little more, I think he wanted to see me more and more crazy. After a long silence, without anything to predict, he said: "I'm going to my room, do you want to come?" I put on my dress, he a t-shirt and we went inside the hotel, in silence, total silence until we entered the room. As soon as he closed the door he picked me up, holding me by the buttocks, and kissed me. I, horny, writhed against him, after a series of.