Adam struggled to free himself from the flagpole. He moved his arms up as high as they could go and pulled hard, but it was no use. His hands were wrapped with so much duct tape around the pole it would take someone else's help to break free. Adam decided to wait it out, so he just stood there, butt naked.
Then he saw someone. They were walking from the far end of the parking lot. It looked like a kid. Yes, he must be walking to school late. Adam felt slightly relieved, thinking maybe he'd help him escape. The boy saw Adam and starting walking faster, right toward the flagpole. As he came closer, Adam was embarrassed and tried to hide his privates. It was no use. His hands were taped around the pole so he couldn't bend down to cover himself. Here decided to lift one leg up and keep it in front as best he could as the boy rushed closer.
"Don't worry! I'll get you down!" The boy told Adam as he started to tug at Adam's taped hands. "Thank you," Adam replied, quietly. The boy said, "I'm Cody. You're Adam, right? I've heard a lot of crazy things they do to you." Adam started to sob and said, "Yeah, I'm Adam. It's always something with me." Cody pulled and tugged on the tape, but he wasn't strong enough to break it. There were so many layers, he couldn't get it to start.
"I can't get this off!" Cody yelled, clearly frustrated. Adam sighed with sorrow, lowering his tired leg back down and exposing himself fully. Cody saw Adam's dick, and thought maybe he could at least cover him up while he worked on the tape. He knelt down in front on Adam's crotch and opened up his backpack, looking for something to use. He found a sweater at the bottom of his bag. He started to pull it out carefully so his books and folders wouldn't fall out. He glanced at Adam's package. Adam's face turned red.
Just then, four jocks came out the front door, yelling, "Who's your friend, nerd!" "Yeah, who's your dork friend?" They ran toward the boys, not wanting Adam to escape his naked humiliation. Cody finally had the sweater out, but it was useless now. He dropped it and tried to break the tape from Adam's hands one last time. The jocks didn't like that.
"Hey, dork, are you wanting to get tired up too?!" The jocks surrounded the boys. One of them pulled Cody's hands down, away front the tape. Cody just stood there, realizing he was screwed now. "I'm sorry," Adam said, looking at Cody.
The jocks looked at each other and said, "What should we do with him?"
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