HOW IT STARTED ( III )

BY NICK

Well, the only other time I was tied by friends or so was half a year later, but without undressing.
That was not so bad, but it was never the same experience.
I was tied to bedposts, and another time to a chair.
When I was fourteen, I was forced to it. Not that I didn't enjoy it, but in the first place it was not on free will:
We had a boring party, when someone asked: What shall we do?"
And I just proposed: "Let's undress someone", and I hoped it wouldn't hit me, but it did.
I struggled, because I was the only one without cubic hair at that time.
They dumped me to the floor and while two held me down, two others forced me naked.
I struggled a hard fight for my underpants, but then they removed it and I was red as an apple.
Well. Then they tied me up and put me outside in the garden, laying my clothes on the garden wall and closing the door.
I was enjoying it afterwards, but when I freed myself, I wanted to get in, but they took my clothes from outside in again and locled the door, and I had to stay in the garden for another half an hour.

Sometimes we played Strippoker, and I lost much.and i proposed that the one to cheat should be undressed completely and to be tied with his own clothes. I cheated on purpose, because I wanted to be tied up again, and my friends knew now, tha I was still lacking of cubic hair.
The only thing was that I had to get naked, but nothing else.
So I started tying up myself, and it worked out pretty fine, although it was not as much fun as being tied up by someone else

I sometimes made implicit proposals to friends to tie up their younger brothers, but it never worked out. But I think I am going to do so on the next party maybe...