Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2021 23:19:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: acgib1943@protonmail.com
Subject: Teens Transformed C-1

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	Denny ate across from me in the school cafeteria. We were munching
on what the lunch menu said was hamburger. Personally, I thought that was a
misprint. Only the tons of ketchup I smeared on what supposedly was meat
made the sandwich passable.

	"Our parents will be gone until next Wednesday and Winter break
starts after school today."

	Denny did not say this as a question, just a statement to clarify
the weekend's activities. We both knew our parents were going skiing as a
foursome out of state so there would be no way they would surprise us by
coming home early.

	I studied my best friend. If a seventeen-year-old teen could be
called good looking, Denny fit that description. He had a slight build,
dirty blond hair that he always flipped to the side hanging into his green
eyes. His lips were soft and kissable, to which I could attest. The
freckles over the bridge of his nose gave him an innocent look which we
both knew was not factual.

	Looking at Denny was almost like looking into a mirror. Our
features were similar. We both weighed 145 pounds and were five foot nine
inches tall. Our cocks and balls were almost the same, uncut and six inches
when hard. We had seen each other nude ever since we met at five years old
and our parents bathed us together. Our families lived next to each other,
so we were like brothers. When we were eight our parents told us that we
were too old to bathe together. We ignored them. We shared the tub until we
outgrew it then switched to joint showers, washing each other, and doing
other stuff that brought us pleasure.

	When we were fifteen, we discovered the joys of bondage. One of us
would tie the other up in such a way that the one tied up could not
move. The untied one could do anything to the tied one for as long as we
agreed. We had a safe word that we could use, and we knew that what one did
to the other that could be done in reverse. No wounding or making the tied
one drink anything that could hurt. Otherwise, anything could be done, even
if it were nasty. After all the safe word existed though neither of us had
used it and we had done raunchy stuff like smearing peanut butter on some
body part and making the other lick it off. Some guys would not consider
this raunchy. To us it was as we were careful to respect each other and our
friendship. There was a line neither of us wanted to cross. I think we
loved each other too much to explore the dark side.

	Another example, I had worn a pair of sox in gym class all week
without washing them. When the weekend came and Denny was tied, I dampened
those socks and stuffed them in Denny's mouth wrapping duct tape around his
cheeks to hold them in. Oh, how Denny fought that one for the three hours
we had agreed he would be tied. I used him sexually and tickled him with
those smelly socks in his mouth. Of course, he got me back the next weekend
by stuffing his sweaty jock strap in my mouth then edging me for three
hours as I moaned and begged with my saliva wetting his jock and trickling
down my throat.

	As I gazed at my buddy, a friend we were cultivating, Spencer, came
over to sit at the table. He was one of our victims for the weekend though
he had no idea what Denny and I planned for him. Like us, he was
seventeen. Drew, his brother was sixteen. We had invited them to stay at
our house, telling them we would have a fun time playing games and snacking
on junk food. They knew I had a big screen TV and surround sound that made
the game's characters stand out and the sound fill the room.

	Spencer did not want his brother Cale to come over, but I told him
we wanted Cale to be there so Spencer gave in. Had he known what we
planned; he would have said that neither he nor Cale were coming. Denny and
I had a feeling that Spencer was like us. He just needed a push to awaken
his hidden side. What we planned would be enjoyable for the four of
us. Plus, if we were incorrect, there would be no forcing. The brothers
could say, "No" and Denny and I would respect their wishes.

	"I am so looking forward to this weekend. Inviting Cale worked out
well since if we did not let him come along, I might have had to remain
home with Cale. Our parents will be away until Tuesday. Can we stay until
then?"

	Denny's lips curled in a satisfied smirk. These brothers would be
at our mercy, in a good way. We were planning to awaken them to joys they
had not yet experienced.

	"I don't see why not. Our parents will be gone until Wednesday. We
will have a good time, games, food, maybe some fooling around."

	Then I leaned over the table and whispered. "Maybe we can watch
porn."

	When I said "porn," Spencer got red faced and looked at the
table. Denny gave me that look that I knew meant we would have a good time
with these two brothers. I suspected they might be questioning. I did not
know for sure. Straight or gay, Denny and I planned to introduce them to
the joys of boy-on-boy sex. After that, it was up to them.

	"We don't have to watch porn if you think your brother is too
young. We can find a movie on Netflix or something."

	"He's old enough. Neither of us have ever seen porn."

	"Not even on the internet?"

	Spencer shook his head. I thought he might tell us that he did not
want to watch it, but he did not want to appear uncool.

	"Well, maybe we can watch it," Spencer said not looking enthused.

	I knew we had him.

	Denny and I got home right after school to prepare everything. The
brothers would be sharing a bed in my room. There were two beds, and they
would have one and Denny and I would have the other. The basement heat was
turned up and the ropes were made ready. At six I called for pizza. Spencer
and Cale arrived at six-thirty. I took them upstairs and had them place
their backpacks on the bed. They looked around the room. I knew they
believed each of them would have a separate bed. They did not know our
plan.

	We took the pizza to the basement. I put it on the side table where
I had 2-liter Cokes, plates, and a pint of rum. I let the brothers help
themselves to pizza while I poured the Coke. Looking at Denny, I said.

	"Want some rum?"

	"Oh yeah. Give me that sweet flavoring."

	You guys?"

	The brothers eyed each other neither wanting to chicken out.

	"Just a little,' Spencer said.

	Cale nodded.

	If they had said that they did not want any, I would not have
pushed them. Since they agreed, I gave them a single shot of rum. Later,
I'd up the dose. I did not want them drunk and sick, just buzzed a bit.

	We sat around eating and talking. When we finished, I suggested we
play some video games. Seeing the brothers had finished their pop, I asked
if they wanted more?

	"Sure," They both said.

	Then Cale asked if he could have more rum with his.

	"Sure. You too Spencer?"

	"Please."

	I poured a bit less this time. I wanted them on the edge but not
drunk. I wanted them fully aware of what was to happen. I did not want them
blaming what I had planned for them doing on their being drunk.

	The video games were fun. I could tell everyone felt warm. The
temperature and the drinks made us warm. Denny took off his hoodie and I
followed. We let Spencer and Cale decide for themselves. They soon took off
theirs. Now we were all in T-shirts, jeans, and socks.

	"Let's take a break and watch some porn," I said.

	Denny jumped on my suggestion as if he were totally into it.

	"Okay with you guys," he asked?

	Of course, we wanted them to feel like they could decide, and we
were not forcing them. They were both red-faced.

	"Okay Cale?"

	"Okay with me Spencer."

	We had set this up in advance to watch internet straight porn. Gay
porn would be next.

	I keyed up bisexual porn with two young guys taking turns with one
girl. At times, the guys played with each other, at others they both played
with the girl. After ten minutes both brothers were openly adjusting
themselves. This porn did nothing for Denny and me, but we adjusted to
pretend we were affected. Denny made comments on the size of the guys and
how hot they looked. I commented on the girl's body. Mostly we paid
attention to the brothers' responses. The show was a short one, only ten
minutes. We chose this time on purpose.

	"Well, that was fun to watch," I said. "How about we play more
games then watch more porn. Anybody want more to drink?"

	Spencer and Cale got up to get more. They were tented. Good, so
far. When Cale poured rum, I cautioned him to use only a little. I only
wanted them mellow.

	After we finished the video game, Denny said, "How about we watch
my kind of porn?"

	"I don't know Denny. Your kind is kinky. These two are new to
porn. They might not like it."

	"Hey, if Denny wants to see it, we can watch it." Cale's words were
a bit slurred.

	"Yeah, Let's see Denny's kind of Porn," Spencer said, his voice
clearer than Cale's.

	"Just so you guys know, Denny likes to not only watch, but he likes
to do what he sees. Just so you know, if what you see is too much, let us
know. I'll turn it off."

	"Yeah," Denny fake slurred.

	I selected a very mild BDSM video and turned it on. It showed a
twink tied and massaged by two twinks, both nude. I watched the
brothers. They were open-mouthed at what they saw. They were adjusting
themselves again. Denny made a big show of adjusting himself. The boys were
getting turned on. Denny looked at me and winked.

	The video ended with the tied twink shooting all over the two
massaging him. Then they rubbed themselves and shot on the tied twink. The
video ended. Cale was rubbing himself and his legs were moving. I did not
want him to cum yet, so I nodded at Denny.

	"That was hot. You guys ever get tied up?"

	They looked at each other as if they never considered such a thing.

	Denny loves to be tied up and massaged," I said.

	"Yeah. Hey how about we do it now. That is if you guys are okay
with it. We don't want to do something that will offend you or that you do
not want to do or see."

	At this point, I did not think either brother would object.

	"How's it work" Cale asked?

	"Do you think we should show them? Maybe they should not see. It's
a lot to see the first time."

	"We are not babies. You guys can show us."

	"Okay, let's all get another drink."

	I let the brothers pour their own. This time they were generous
with the rum. That was fine with Denny and me.

	"Here's how this goes. Denny and I only do this with each
other. You are the first we have let watch.

	While Denny stripped to his boxers, I put a blanket on the coffee
table and covered it with a towel. I guided Denny to the table. I tied his
hand and feet leaving him spread on the table. As I tied him, I made sure
to brush his cock, so it peeked out of the flap of his boxers. I made this
look like an accident. I took a feather out of our box of toys and began to
tickle Denny. I started with his underarms then went to his feet. Denny put
on a good show. As he thrashed, his cock became more exposed. After a bit,
I rubbed it with the feather. He let loose with a series of laughs followed
by moans. He was half hard. I could see both boys were focused on what they
were seeing.

	"You guys want to tickle Denny?"

	They nodded eagerly.

	"Okay take off your shirts and pants. Leave your undies on.

	I removed mine. I made sure that my cock was out of my slit and
that they could see it. I handed Spencer the feather.

	"Rub this on any part of his body. Cale use your fingers. On his
chest"

	I had other tickling devices, but I wanted to get the boys used to
touching his skin. Spencer mostly touched Denny's ribs which caused him to
laugh. His cock was getting harder and both boys were staring at it trying
not to let us see their interest. Spencer began to run the feather on the
tip of Denny's cock. Cale stared as he rubbed Denny's abdomen. I took
Cale's hand moving it to the waist band of Denny's boxers. I wrapped my
fingers around his and whispered, "Pull it down."

	Cale needed urging so I helped him expose first Denny's shaved
pubic area then lifting the band over the hard cock.

	"Lift your hips," I commanded Denny.

	He did and between Cale and me, Denny's boxers slid to his
thighs. The boys were staring, and I saw both had tents in their
boxers. "Keep tickling," I told Spencer.

	"Run your finger lightly on the tip of his cock," I told Cale
softly.

	Cale was hesitant. I could see he wanted to do so. He just needed
help. I gently took his hand, extended his index finger, and rubbed Denny's
tip. Denny's laughs had switched to soft moans. I knew my friend and he was
ninety percent acting.

	"Okay guys. You are making this good for him. Cale you keep rubbing
the tip. Spencer, you lightly rub his balls. Spencer was hesitant. He put
the feather aside. I think Cale's touching released Spencer's
inhibitions. He only used one finger to touch them. When he touched them,
Denny let out a deep moan. I had to keep from grinning. I looked at Denny
and winked at him. He smiled at me then moaned louder. Oh, we had these
two.

	"Rub them harder," I told Spencer.  Denny was part acting and part
getting turned on. I needed to bring this to a stop. We had a lot more to
do to break our new friends into what they would enjoy for a long time.