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Tied to the bed

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 17 Nov 2002 1 comments
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by Jack Handy I love stroking my cock, and one thing that turns me on the most is getting caught. I love being caught, cock in hand, with a huge load running out of it.This has happened many times in my life, most of them stage cleverly so the audience has no idea that I meant to be caught. I love to video tape it so I can watch over and over after I'm done. I think the excitement I derive from this is due to the fact that as I young teen-ager my older brothers tied me up naked once at party we were having. I had passed out drunk, and woke up hours later tied to our sofa in front of 3 of the high school cheerleaders that were at the party. I begged them to let me go, but I had to jerk off for them before they would untie my other hand and feet. It was so unbelievable embarrassing, having to go to school with these girls the next week, but I jerked off over that one for years. Once I went to college, I started to take no means of preventing discovery while stroking my cock. The best one was when I was caught by the one girl that I did not want to catch me. My roommate had gone to his morning class, and around noon I got out my 5 playboy mags and a jar of Vaseline, and started lubing up my cock. I loved to stroke for hours, suppressing the orgasm until I would beg myself out loud to let me cum. I had been sliding my hand up and down my shaft while caressing my balls for over an hour, when there was a knock at the door. I knew the door would be locked, it locked automatically unless you unlocked it on purpose. I heard a voice say "Jack?" It was Barbara, a hot sexy punk girl who I wanted so badly, and had fantasize over many a time. I couldn't stop jerking, my cock hurt at this point, being so ready to cum, so I thought, "I will shoot my load, then clean up really quickly, and if she 's still waiting, I'll tell her I was sleeping late". I sat there squeezing and stroking, so hard as I thought how Barbara was standing 5 five away as I jerked my cock, and she had no idea of what was happening in there. I couldn't wait to let her in and think about the fact that I had just shot cum all over myself while she waited at the door. I wanted to leave a little sperm on the floor, just to leave clue and leave myself vulnerable to discovery. As I sat back on my bed, and drooled over the Playmates, and fantasized about being tied up nude in front of all of them, I shot the hugest fountain of cum I had ever released. It landed all over my stomach first then started running down my cock, and collecting on my balls. A little had even hit me in the chest. It had probably been around a minute since Barbara had first knocked, and I knew she was going to either leave or try one more time in a second. Now my mind set had changed, and I started to panic slightly. I did not want to get caught by Barbara, since I really wanted to date her, and I didn't want her to leave, so I jumped up quickly trying not to make a sound, and started to clean up. My first thought was to get my pants up, but this was not going to happen yet. My cock was still a huge, pulsing, cum soaked 8" erection, with cum still dripping out of the head. I thought "put away the mags first, and then it will be a little softer". I pulled my pants up to my knees, picked the Playboys, and turned to my closet just next to the door to put them away. That is when the door opened. My roommate often unlocked it before going to class because he could never find his keys. Barbara stepped in as she said "Jack?' again, and looked at me, standing about 3 feet away from her with a hard lubed dripping cock, cum smeared on my stomach, a hand full of Playboys, and a jar of Vaseline. I just froze, I couldn't move, and I remember mumbling something like "What's up?" like nothing unusual was happening. She just stood there, covering her mouth, unsuccessfully trying not to laugh, and said "Sorry". I thought I was going to die. I just stood there for a second thinking "I can not believe I just stood in front of Barbara, half nude, obviously cleaning up after a full blown jerk off session. I finished cleaning up, trying to think of how I could explain it to her, when she knocked again, and said "Can I come in now?" I had finished putting everything away, and let her in. I said hi and acted like nothing had happened. I thought " maybe we can both pretend like it never did happen". She was wearing a very tight, short black skirt, with a tight white T-shirt, and no bra. I could see her nipples sticking out on the cool spring day. We talked for a few minutes, as if everything was normal, like maybe she had forgotten what she had seen 5 minutes earlier, and I kept thinking "This girl just saw me nude!" It was so embarrassing, and I started to get hard again. I thought "God no, don't get an erection!", but I couldn't help it. the more I tried not to get hard, the harder it got. She couldn't help but notice the ever increasing bulge in my pants, and started to turn red, covered her face and said giggling " I'll let you get back to what you were doing", and left with out another word. I was so embarrassed, and yet I was so turned on I had to jerk off again. She never mentioned it again to me, but at a party a few days later, 3 of her friend came up to me and said she had told them how she had caught me jerking off, and she had told everyone on their floor. They all would eventually get a look at my dick, about 3 months later when I passed out at our dorm party. Thanks to the story Barbara had spread throughout the dorm, I was the obvious candidate for being the token guy who gets tied nude to the bed, with my magazine collection arranged around me, a rubber band around my cock and balls to force an erection, and Polaroid's being taken with about 15 girls gathered around me! I don't remember too much of that evening, except waking up still tied to the bed, which they had moved out into the hallway. They had been nice enough to leave a few of the photos with me, and all of the girls had signed me with permanent marker. I was able to free myself from the ropes, but not from the legacy. I eventually moved out of the dorms, after being threatened with even more humiliating exposures, including members of the football team coming very close to escorting me out on to the field during a game after liberating me of my clothes behind bleachers. I was very relieved that day when they let me leave out the back of the field with my shoes and socks, but now I wish they had made me do it, even made me masturbate in front of everyone. I have left that area, but have gained a new reputation in this town by purposely allowing myself to get caught in the most embarrassing positions, which I will share with you in the future. Jack Handy