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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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