The guys’ chatter faded to whispers. Whatever they were planning for me, I realised that it must be truly horrific. Eventually even the whispers silenced and instead were replaced by loud and heavy snores. I couldn’t sleep that night. I was lying awake fearing what would happen the next day. If I knew the guys, and I did, they wouldn’t settle with turning me into their doormat.
The sun rose, and the morning come. The snoring abruptly ended inside one of the bedrooms, and seconds later Steve appeared in the doorway. When he saw me, he couldn’t help but to grin.
“The guys and I decided yesterday to go hiking today,” he informed me cheerfully. “We decided not to take you along at first.” He paused. I couldn’t believe my ears. They wouldn’t take me with them to torture me? After a few seconds of dramatic effect, Steve continued. “But guess what, today is apparently your lucky day. You see, I seem to have misplaced my clean underwear. Good thing we have some perfect cloth to make new ones of.”
I tried to understand what the hell he was talking about. Maybe I was a bit dim-witted, but at that moment I didn’t understand what he meant with what he was saying.
Steve picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. He washed the mud off of me, and put me on a towel hanger to dry. He disappeared to go and grab breakfast with the other guys. When he reappeared I was once again dry.
“The others are getting impatient, so we gotta hurry.”
At this point Steve pulled out a huge sewing needle and some thread. After pressing the pause bottom again to make me more workable, he grabbed me in his left hand and the needle in his right. It was first when the needle pierced my body that the connection between me and Steve’s missing underwear became obvious to me. He was going to sew me into a pair of underwear. I would have screamed, but I still couldn’t make a single noise due to my flat condition.
When Steve has finished the work, he carries me out to the hallway were the other guys are getting ready for the hike. As Steve held his new boxers above his head to show them of the other guys started to cheer clap, and laugh.
“Man he’s so gonna enjoy this,” Mike exclaims in a slightly sadistic tone.
Steve stripped out of his other dirty pair of grey briefs. He was holding me so I could see his whole naked glory. He was hung like a horse. Then he did something unexpected. He flipped me inside out. Then slowly he started to slip me on. He was holding the waistband out so that I could see myself going up his legs. Suddenly I was face to face with his giant cock. Steve looked down on my face and chuckled. He then let go of the waistband, so that my face smacked right into the shaft of his penis.
Two minutes later Steve was completely dressed, and the boys were heading out into the wilderness on their hike.
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