"Hey, he wants to be here so much, let's let them spend the day together!"
Cody tried to bolt, but they caught him easily. The jocks laughed and cheered as they quickly removed his shoes and socks, then his shirt. Cody bucked and squirmed, trying desperately to escape, but it was no use; these guys had had way too much practice. They pulled his jeans off, revealing his red boxer-briefs, then hauled him over to the flagpole and set him directly behind Adam. One of them produced more duct tape.
They started by tightly taping his legs together, then his hands. They put his hands above his head and taped them tightly to the pole, then wrapped tape around his torso and Adam's to bind them together. Then his legs, and finally his feet and Adams were tied together. Both boys were totally exposed, one on each side of the flagpole as they struggled. The tape held them firmly in place, but the jocks added more to Adam as well just to be on the safe side.
"Have fun, nerds!" The jocks taunted.
As the bullies left, the two boys stood there back to back with a flagpole between them.
"Sorry I couldn't help you." Cody offered.
"It's not your fault." Adam responded, trying to hide his disappointment. He had actually felt hope for a second, but now he was worse off than before. Both boys fought with the tape for a few minutes, but it wasn't giving at all.
"How do you usually get out of this stuff?"
"Usually a teacher or somebody finds me and sets me free."
"Any idea where they've taken our clothes?"
"No. Sometimes I find them later, sometimes I don't."
Cody wasn't sure what to do now. He had never been so humiliated in his life; he had no idea how Adam managed it every day.
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