I yawned, rubbed my eyes and pulled the blanket aside, only to be left staring at my naked crotch. Why was I naked? I had gone to sleep wearing my box...rs. Did I misremember that?I looked down at where I left the pile of clothes I wore yesterday. It was gone as well. I glanced over at the two other boys, who seemed just as confused as me. Their clothes were gone, too, and the bags that we brought from home had been opened and ransacked for clothing. Someone had stolen our clothes!“Wait, there’s. You had to put your arm somewhere, and resting it on her legs where you did made perfect sense. Don’t grab at her - but don’t be afraid to touch her. You know what is right and what isn’t. And it will be ok, I promise.”She kissed me, then, and at that moment, while we were in mid-kiss, Katelyn unlocked the door and entered the apartment. She looked at us, and threw her hands up to cover her eyes in mock disgust. “Oh, gross, you two. Stop it! I thought if I gave you three hours alone you’d be. I could see his dick starting to move freely of its own will. Waking from this sorry slumber my son tried his best to impose.“That’s it Steven...” I whispered. “...Just let it happen... ...let it get hard.”“Ok... ...Ok Mom, but…..” He trailed off nervously and looked around again to make sure no one was around to see what was happening.Within a few seconds his dick started to get hard. the thought that I was purposely getting my son’s dick hard sent a wave of heat rolling through me, the likes. I was about to hang up when Jack, one of the office guys, returned with the box of cling wrap and deposited it on his desk.I was on speakerphone, "Jack, I want you to wrap Craig's desk in the cling wrap. You don't need to use the entire roll just start at the bottom and go to the top and then stop."Craig rolled back from his desk and Jack finished in thirty seconds. I told Craig to open his desk drawer. He said that couldn't and he couldn't slide back under his desk."Craig, what Jack just used.