Back in his own room, Sydney locked the door. He closed his closet and bathroom doors which were directly across from each other on opposite sides of the room. He moved his chair, and desk to clear a path between the two then he tied Chad's arms together around the closet doorknob, and then stretched him across the room to tie his legs around the bathroom doorknob. Chad was in agony. Sydney ran his index finger along the back of Chad's taut body.
"This toy is better made and stretchier than I thought." He flicked Chad's distorted button cheeks, and then looked underneath.
"Hm, I knew Brent was gay, he carved a little wiener on this doll." Sydney tugged on Chad's rubber cocktail. "Hm, I wonder how strong this rubber is?"
He walked over to his hand weights by his closet door, and picked up a small one. "Three pounds" he commented.
Chad was whispering under his breath, no,no, no!
Sydney tied the rubber doll's cock around the tiny barbell. Then he gently lowered his hand, until the weight was suspended by Chad's stretched dick.
Chad's squeaky scream went unheard because Brent's and Sydney's father had chosen that moment to shout, "Sydney! Get down here right now!"
Sydney sighed, and from his bedroom doorway whispered, "I hope it doesn'the break before I get back." Then he left.
In a thin squeaky voice Chad gasped, "Me too."