Watching in delight as Eli squirmed, cried, and begged around his gag, Mark watched until the smaller lad had tired himself out completely, hanging limply by his underpants and crying softly.
Deliberately getting dressed into his nightclothes in front of Eli, something he knew would be torture for his trapped cock, he leisurely climbed into bed and switched out the light, speaking to his victim through the darkness.
“If you’re good and wake me up if your tighty-whities rip, then you’ll only have a refill and a swirly coming in the morning. If you’re naughty, though…” he let the threat hang in the air, and went to sleep listening to Eli’s whimpers and muffled sobs.
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