A YOUNG BOY'S NIGHT-THROW THE TOWEL TO BRYAN
From Create Your Own Story
"Why not?" I said as I turned around and threw my towel at Bryan's. "Its not like I'm getting anything from simple masturbation anyway."
As a turned around I couldn't help but notice the size of Bryan's cock. The towel I had thrown had landed right on his face so he couldn't see me staring at him, but in that brief moment I could see that his was easily longer and thicker than my already hardening small 4 inches dick. I guess you never really notice things like that when you get undressed after gym class. He was fucking impressive!
I walked over to my nightstand, bent over, and opened the drawer where I kept my lube. As I was bent over I felt a hard sting on my right ass cheek and heard a loud snap. By the time that I realized that Bryan had got up and snapped me in the ass with the towel, he did the same thing to the other cheek. I whipped around and lunged my shoulder straight for his stomach but the towel was laying on the floor right between us and I tripped over it and ended up stumbling towards him, dropping the lube in the process.
He easily moved out of the way and ended up tackling me to the ground. I was laying flat on my face, completely naked, with Bryan sitting on the small of my back leaning forward and putting me in a headlock. If I had to guess I would say that he probably weighed 190 or so which meant that he had a good 40 pounds on me and that my chances of escaping weren't very good. I tried anyway and reached my hands up to try to take his hands off of my face.
This is when I realized just how much bigger he was than me. His forearms where as big as my biceps and there was no way I was going to be able to win this wrestling match, so I reached back to "tap out" and indicate my surrender in defeat. Instead of letting me go though, he grabbed both of my wrists and pulled my arms behind my back. He had shifted backwards a bit and was now sitting on my thighs holding my wrists right where he has been sitting before at the small of my back.
He was leaning forward a bit in this new position to keep a good grip on my arms, and I was pretty sure that I could feel his cock along the crack of my ass. It felt like he was still just as hard as when he had been sitting on the couch, and felt even bigger than it had looked as he ever so slightly rocked his hips back and forth wedging his cock between my cheeks just a little bit.
"Bryan, this isn't funny. You win."
"What's my prize?"
"I don't know...go ahead and jack off into my towel."
At some point he must have reached over and found my phone charger or something because I could feel him wrapping something around my wrists trying to tie my arms together.
What should I do?
