Go to Brandon's room

I stood at Brandon's door with the ribbon in my hand. I could see through the crack under the door that his light was on, so I knocked quietly a few times in case he was still awake. I waited and listened, but didn't hear anything on the other side. I took a deep breath, then slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open enough to peak inside the room. To my delight, Brandon was dead asleep lying on top of his sheets with his underwear pulled down around his ankles. It looked like he had started to jerk off, but passed out before he could finish. I couldn't help but smile as I got my first real look at Brandon's above average physique. He was no model, but he was tall and fit with a nice amount of light brown chest hair. It looked like he had a few extra inches on me in more than just height. But, despite his earlier claim, I couldn't imagine his cock actually doing permanent damage to me, or anyone else. Still, I was impressed. His limp dick was easily as big as mine would be fully erect.

I walked over to the bed and gave him a gentle nudge to make sure he was asleep. He didn't react. I said his name a couple times, quiet at first, then louder. Still nothing. I looked at the ribbon in my hand, then back down at his beautiful, soft cock and decided to get on with it before I lost my nerve. What was the worst that could happen, it might not work? No, worse than that, he might wake up and try to kick my ass.

I wrapped the ribbon around his dick and balls as quick as I could and tied it in a double bow, like tying a shoelace. As soon as I was done, he started to get hard just like the cartoon penis from the ad. I watched his cock swell to over eight inches full. His big balls started to churn within his furry sack and he made a sound in his sleep that was something between a moan and a whine. His hand moved down towards his erection, so I decided to test my new powers.

"No. Stop. You're not allowed to touch your dick anymore."

Brandon's hand stopped on his stomach and he made another sound, this time it was definitely a whimper.

"That's a good boy. You'll be happier this way. I promise."

Without opening his eyes, he exhaled in relief and began to smile while his right hand moved slowly up his torso and began playing with his nipple. I smiled back at the sight of him laying there rock hard dreaming of God-knows-what and waiting for my next command. I switched off his light and closed the door, then headed back to my own bedroom to plan for the next day.