Tempted Teenager Finds Himself Bound and Pleasured by His Friends in the Dead of Night

A young mans night takes a surprising turn when he discovers a seductive surprise left by his friends in the darkness

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Tempted Teenager Finds Himself Bound and Pleasured by His Friends in the Dead of Night And onto Part 5, here's to some inspiration. All dark outside the house and hearing nobody inside, I unlock the door and let myself in. No one in the house at all, beds are clear, nobody in the kitchen or bathroom and all the lights are off. Now I'm confused they left 45 minutes before me at least, but they're not here. I decide to text Liz to see where they are and after five minutes there is no response. It's only Eight in the evening and I figure they decided to go be crazy somewhere else. I settle in front of the TV, turning on the science fiction channel and suddenly my phone goes off. I check it but it's an unknown number texting me. Checking the message it's Mathilda, just checking to see if I actually gave her my number. I send her a reply that yes I am the asshole she gave a ride home to. She sends me a 'ha ha very funny, I'll see you later'. It's a good hour in front of the TV and still no reply from Liz, I don't have any of the other girl's numbers so I fire off another text to Liz with still no response. It gets into the Ten o'clock hour and still no word, I can feel myself getting tired. I leave the living room and change into my cotton athletic short and a tank top, grabbing a blanket I head back to the living room to sleep and wait for them to return. I'm fast asleep when the door flies open and I hear girls laughing and talking way too loudly. The lights fly on in the living room and I bolt up to greet the ladies. "Where the hell were you girls at, I texted Liz but she didn't respond," I ask groggily. All the girls start laughing at me to the point of falling on their beds and the couch. Confused I start to leave for my bed grabbing my blanket when I smell it, Alcohol. I haven't smelled it since I was a kid when Mom would come home drunk and forget that I was sleeping. I feel my blood start pumping as the girls sit and laugh at some joke they can only get. I begin to head down the hall when my blanket is grabbed; I turn to see Korinna holding the other end. …but everything was about to change

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