When you woke up, the first thing you noticed was the sound of someone crying softly from down the hall. You sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you listened intently. The sound grew louder and more desperate with each passing second until finally, you recognized it as Alex's voice.

You climbed out of bed and made your way to his room, curiosity and concern warring within you. As you approached, you could see that he had managed to free one of his hands from its bindings;

"What did I tell you?" you snarled at Alex, striking him across the face with an open hand. His tears ceased momentarily as he looked up at you through puffy eyes, before breaking into another round of sobs. You pulled your pants down, revealing your hardening cock, and began to stroke it roughly as you gazed at the boy before you. "Did I give you permission to get loose? No... so why did you try?"