Punishment Day

By Aldric

Copyright 2019 by Aldric Pietar@spamex.com, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
 
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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

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Punishment Day
 
List of Characters:
Jackson Keller, age 12 Eva Thompson, Age 12
Gordan Newsom, age 13.5 Evan Thompson, Age 8
Georgia Newsom (twin to Gordan), age 13.5 Carol Clark, Age 12
Greg Newsom, age 12 Molly Jordan, Age 13
Becky Gladstone, age 13 Amelia Cooper, Age 13
Sandy Gladstone, age 12 Ashley Cooper, Age 12
 
 
Jackson Keller was in trouble. Normally, he wouldn’t even be at the Newsom house unless he was with Greg Newsom. He’d been tricked by a note, probably written by Greg’s older brother, that told him to wait in the garage. But once in there he’d been surprised by Gordan and quickly had his hands cuffed behind him with police-issue plastic cuffs. Greg and Gordan’s dad was a cop, and most likely Gordan had somehow gotten a pair from his dad’s supply.
 
“Feel like laughing now?” Gordan taunted him once he was defenseless.
 
Two weeks ago, he and Greg and watched Gordan getting bullied by another two boys. Gordan was 13, a year older than his brother and him, and very shy. The older boys had found him at the urinal in the park and made him depants himself – shorts and boxers, and step out of the men’s bathroom. He and Greg had laughed at him.
 
“You said your dick was bigger than mine,” Gordan said. “Let’s find out.”
 
“No, please, don’t,” Jackson begged as Gordan untied the drawstring to his bathing suit. The note he’d gotten was to come over in a bathing suit so they could go to the lake. He just assumed it was from Greg, but now he knew otherwise.
 
“Not so funny when its you with your dick exposed, is it,” Gordan said as he pulled the suit down. “Step out of it.” Jackson did as he was ordered and turned away from the older boy, but two hands grabbed him and swung him around.
 
But Gordan’s eyes widened as he looked down. Jackson knew then it was going to be a problem. They were a bit more than a year apart in age, but virtual equals where it counted – length, thickness, and pubic hair.
 
“I think before I’m done, you’re going to give me a blowjob,” Gordan said. “Greg won’t be home for hours yet, so I’m going to let you think about that for a bit.” He still had the bathing suit in his hands as he left the garage, but much to Greg’s relief, he used the outside keypad to close the garage door behind him.
 
Jackson struggled, but it was in vain. There was no way he was going to get free by himself. There was a tool box, but it had a lock on it. He was naked, and his hands bound behind him, and he didn’t like the idea of giving a blowjob to Gordan.
 
It wasn’t very long before the door started going up.
 
“Okay, you’ve had your fun, now please take these off,” he said, expecting it was Gordan who had opened the door. But the first voice he heard made him wish he could move his hands to his groin.
 
“Jackson?” Sandy Gladstone said as she came running into the garage. “How come you’re naked?”
 
Before he could answer he heard more giggling and then Sandy’s sister and Greg and Gordon’s sister came in.
 
“Please cut me free,” he begged. “Gordan did this to me.”
 
“Why?” Georgia asked. “What did you do to him?” She and Gordan were twins, and he didn’t know how she was going to respond.
 
“Nothing,” Jackson said. “He just likes to pick on me.”
 
“Well, you’re as tall as him and probably as strong, why do you put up with it?” she asked.
 
“Can you please just get something to cut the plastic with and let me go?” he asked, showing his back so they could see the plastic cuffs.
 
“We can, but first, turn back around and let us get a good look at you. Sandy would really like to see you, and to tell the truth, I’m a bit curious myself. And I’m sure Becky won’t mind.”
 
Becky was Georgia’s best friend and Sandy’s sister. Sandy was his age, and he really didn’t want any of the three girls to see him naked, especially now, because his dick had gotten hard. But he was left with limited choices. He turned around.
 
“Oh my god,” Sandy said. “It’s lovely. I had no idea they looked like that. The drawing they showed us in health class were all small things. But his is huge.”
 
“No, not really,” Becky said. “But at least average for his age. And he has an erection. They don’t show pictures of that in health class. Go ahead and touch it if you want.”
 
“No!” Jackson said as he tried to get his hands free so he could cover his groin. “She can’t touch me. That isn’t nice.”
 
“I suppose not,” Georgia said. “I guess we should get want we came for and head on out. I’m guessing Gordy will come back later to free you. But who knows how much that will cost you?”
 
“Wait,” Jackson said. “Please cut me free.” The three girls stood there looking down at him. “Okay, she can touch me.” A moment later he felt her hands squeezing his boner. And even though it was horribly embarrassing, it felt good. Too good. As she touched and rubbed, he felt it was about to get worse. His legs bent a bit and he took a deep breath; and then, it happened.
 
“Crap, he peed on me,” Sandy yelled as she let go of him.
 
“No, not pee,” Becky said to her sister with a laugh. “Something else you learned about in health class. You just reached third base with a boy.”
 
“You mean semen?” Sandy asked. She saw her sister nod her head. “Gross.” She reached down and rubbed her hands on his chest to wipe off the mess the boy had deposited.
 
“Okay,” Georgia said. “Tell me why my brother did this to you.”
 
“We, uh, Greg and me, we saw him get pantsed and we laughed at him. I said my dick, I mean penis, was bigger than his.”
 
“Is it?” Sandy asked.
 
“Not now,” her sister said. “Let Jackson finish telling the story.”
 
“That’s about it. He sent a note across the wire.” Georgia knew that her younger brother and Jackson had run a wire with a can on it between their bedroom windows and sent messages back and forth. “I thought it was from Greg. He said to wear my suit and wait for him in the garage and as soon as he finished his chores we’d go to the lake. Only I guess it was Gordan who sent it, not Greg.”
 
“Greg is at the doctor getting a sports physical, and then he and my mom were going to have a lunch date,” Georgia said. “So Gordan is going to come back and cut you free?”
 
“Uh, he said I’d have to do something first.”
 
“Tell me, or we leave and you can deal with him yourself,” Georgia said. “So far it sounds like you got the same thing he got, only he didn’t expect us to be home. I only came back to get my bike.”
 
“He, uh, he said --- I’d have to give him a blowjob.” A tear escaped the boy’s eye and ran down his cheek.
 
“Does that mean what I think it means?” Sandy asked.
 
“Later,” Becky said. “For now, please be quiet.”
 
“What about your suit—where is that?” Georgia asked.
 
“I don’t know. He took it with him.”
 
“Okay, I need to hear this for myself. I’m going to hide in here. Sandy and Becky are going to wait by the window.” She went to the side and opened the window a crack. “Don’t worry, if you’re telling the truth, you won’t be doing that.”
 
“It is the truth,” he said. “Could you please remove these though?”
 
“No, he needs to find you just as he left you. Do you have any idea how long he was going to be gone?”
 
Jackson told them he had no idea. Becky and Sandy moved out to the side and Georgia found a spot behind the trash bins. It wasn’t a long wait until the garage door started to open.
 
“Hell, I expected you to run home naked,” Gordan said as he entered. He used the button by the door to close the garage door. “Did you think about what I wanted?”
 
“You mean the blowjob?” Jackson asked. “Yeah, I thought about it, and I’m not going to give you one.”
 
“I’ll bet I can change your mind. We’ve got an hour before my mom comes home to drop Greg off. I left a note for him to meet you at the lake, so we’ve got a lot of time together. But first, I need to gag you to keep you from yelling.” He looked around for something to use, but before he found anything, the trash bins were pushed away from the wall, making him jump. And then he saw his twin sister was standing there.
 
“I can’t believe you are this stupid,” she said. “Did you really think you could get away with a stunt this dumb?”
 
“He started it,” Gordan said. “He and Greg pantsed in the park. Dozens of girls saw me!”
 
“We did not,” Jackson began, but Georgia raised a hand in the air to silence him.
 
“I heard about it from Emma Clark, she was one of the three, not dozens, three girls who saw you. And she said Russ Schroeder and Andy Williams told you to take your pants off and you did. And she heard that from Russ himself. You are lying.”
 
It was true, and he knew there was no denying it. His eyes found the floor and he stared at that for a few minutes before speaking.
 
“I’m sorry. Are you going to tell mom and dad?” he asked.
 
“The answer to that starts with Jackson.” She turned to him and asked, “If I promise to punish him in a way he will never forget, can you live with that and not seek revenge yourself or tell your parents?”
 
Jackson mostly just wanted to have his arms free and some clothing to wear. “How will you punish him?” he asked.
 
“Total and complete humiliation. I don’t know all the specifics, but trust me, his punishment will be a lot worse than what you have gone through.”
 
“Yeah, I guess,” he said. “Can I get cut free and get some clothes please?”
 
“In a minute,” Georgia said. She turned her attention back to her twin brother.
 
“You know the laws as well as I do. If I tell dad, he won’t be able to defend you. He won’t protect you, he will tell other officers. He’ll be prevented from being on the case. Some charges are obvious – unlawful restraint, child endangerment. You won’t beat those in court. Then there is extortion, the threat of a sexual assault. You might win out against them in court, but maybe not. Are you willing to accept my punishment, no questions asked, in exchange for me not telling mom or dad?”
 
He didn’t have any choice. He knew she was right. If this went to the adults his life would be over. Best case was hundreds of hours of community service, a record that wouldn’t be expunged until he turned 18, and the wrath of his parents. Worst case was detention in a juvenile detention facility and put on a sex offenders list for the rest of his life. He nodded his head.
 
“I can take that as a yes, but I want you to understand something first. I am going to humiliate you. Far worse than what you have done to Jackson. Girls are going to see you naked. And if he asks for it, and I’m going to encourage him to do that, you will give Jackson AND Greg the blowjob you thought he was going to give you. This time, don’t just nod, give a verbal answer. Do you accept this or do I tell mom and dad?”
 
He was so scared he felt sick. Total humiliation! Girls would see him naked. Who knew which ones or how many it would be. But the other choice was far worse.
 
“Yeah, I accept being punished by you.”
 
“We’ll start right now. Strip. Everything off, even your shoes and your socks. And quickly. If you hesitate or stop your punishment will be made far worse.” She walked over and hit the button to open the garage door.
 
His eyes blurred with tears as he began stripping. He didn’t dare make her angrier, so as horrible as it was, he moved quickly. He was down to just his pants and boxers when the two girls from next door came into the garage. He had a secret crush on Becky, and the idea of her seeing him naked made his dick start to harden. He paused, unable to go further.
 
“Okay, right off the bat you’ve added to your punishment,” Georgia said. “Becky and Sandy have already seen Jackson naked, thanks to you. You now have 10 seconds to let them see you naked or we will strip you.”
 
The two girls were smiling, their eyes bright with desire. Neither of them gave Jackson more than a glance. They were waiting for him. With his ears on fire, he pushed his shorts and boxers down and stepped out of them, and then covered his groin with his hands.
 
“None of that,” Georgia said. “Jackson wasn’t able to cover up. Here is a warning. You have accepted giving him and our brother a blowjob. Starting now, every time you cover up you will give them another one. Move your hands.”
 
The two girls glanced at Jackson, who still couldn’t cover himself no matter how much he wanted to, but then their eyes quickly returned to Gordan. He forced himself to move his hands to his sides, letting his four and a quarter inch erection stand free.
 
“You will let them touch you if they want,” Georgia said. “Sandy enjoyed touching Jackson.” She turned to the younger boy. “Come with me unless you want to wait and watch what they do to him.”
 
“No, I just want to go home. Dressed.” He followed her into the house, where she used a pair of scissors to cut his arms free. “Look in Gordan’s room for your suit, if you don’t find it, borrow anything you want from Greg’s room. And remember, you agreed not to tell anyone about what I’m going to do to my twin brother.”
 
Happy to finally be able to cover himself, he scampered off to find something to wear. Even though he found his suit in Gordan’s room, he went to Greg’s and added a shirt and pair of shorts, knowing that Greg wouldn’t mind.
 
When Georgia returned to the garage there were several spots on the concrete floor that had drops of a silvery liquid on them. She knew what either Sandy or Becky had done. Even though it was her brother, she was a bit sorry she’d missed seeing it happen. She gathered up all of Gordan’s clothing except his shorts.
 
“You can put those on,” she said, indicating the shorts. “The rest of these I’m putting in your room. You can start getting used to showing some skin for a change, so stay outside. You will soon be showing a lot more. I’m going to think about your punishment, and I’ll let you know this evening. Becky, Sandy and I are going to the park. Don’t put more clothing on unless mom tells you too. And when she goes back to work, you will tell Greg the part of your punishment that applies to him.” She took the rest of the clothes into the house, and when she returned the other two girls followed her as she pulled her bike out of the garage.
 
Even though he had his shorts on, Gordan felt naked. He never went anywhere shirtless. Even in the lake he wore a tight shirt. He only wore short pants when it was very hot, he much preferred long pants.
 
His mom gave him a questioning look when she returned with his brother, but she didn’t get out of the car and left as soon as Greg was out. His brother gave him more than just a questioning look.
 
“What the hell?” he asked. “You would never be outside without a shirt. You don’t even go shirtless to the bathroom to take a shower. What’s going on?”
 
“I’ve got a lot to tell you,” Gordan said. “It is going to sound weird, but you can’t tell anyone else. Well, Jackson, he already knows. But not mom and dad for sure.” He had his brother’s full interest and began to tell him the story.
 
Greg was angry when he told him what he’d done to his best friend, and like his sister, he couldn’t believe that his brother was that stupid.
 
“Did you think he wouldn’t tell me? And that when he did, that I wouldn’t tell dad?”
 
“I thought he’d be too ashamed. I guess I wasn’t thinking it through. Anyway, it doesn’t matter now, he agreed to not tell his parents. But I have to do something to make up for what I did to him.”
 
“I’m waiting,” Greg said when his brother paused. “How the hell can you make up for exposing him to Sandy?”
 
“I didn’t expose him to her, that was an accident. I didn’t think anyone would be home. The garage door was closed.” He paused again. “I have to give him and you a blowjob.”
 
“No way!” Greg said as the words sunk in.
 
“If you want,” his brother said hopefully.
 
“Oh, hell yes I want. I’m going to call Jackson and you can do it as soon as he gets here.” Gordan’s heart sank knowing that he would soon be swallowing their cum. “They are only 12, maybe they don’t shoot yet,” he thought to himself.
 
An hour later, he left the two very happy boys alone in Greg’s room and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. As much as he had hoped they didn’t shoot, he knew now that they both did. But at least one part of whatever his sister had planned was behind him. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.
 
“It will be called ‘Punishment Day,’ and it will officially start now and end at this time tomorrow,” Georgia said to him that evening. He was in her room along with Greg.
 
“You will be my slave. As a slave, you will answer all questions put to you by me, Greg, Jackson, Sandy, or Becky. If you lie, I will add a day. You will do anything I tell you without complaint, refusal, question, or hesitation, or I will add a day. Same for Sandy and Becky. And I might give control to Greg and or Jackson, I haven’t decided yet.”
 
“Please, not that, they’ll make me, uh do stuff,” Gordan complained.
 
“And that just added another day. I’ll say it again to make sure you understand. You will do anything I tell you without complaint, refusal, question, or hesitation. Do you understand that now?”
 
“Two days? That isn’t fair.” He saw his brother smirk and knew he’d just screwed up. “I’m sorry, yes, I understand it.”
 
“Good. Your punishment will now last three days. But I will give you a choice. For any added days, you can choose to give your brother and Jackson two blowjobs and I’ll count that as a day of punishment.”
 
“Can I ask a question without getting more added?” he asked. His twin nodded her head. “What if I do it, but they lie and say I didn’t?”
 
“Fair question.” Georgia looked at Greg. “Don’t get caught in a lie. Don’t do anything I didn’t authorize. You don’t want to be facing my anger. Got it?”
 
“Yes,” Greg said. He had thought of possibilities of blackmail, but his sister’s warning made him forget them. “I promise. And I’ll promise for Jackson too.”
 
“Another question,” Gordan dared. “What if you or one of the others order me to do something I can’t, like rob a bank or attack someone?”
 
“They will have strict rules regarding what they can do. You’ll just have to trust me on that. One last rule. You will not cover up unless you were told you can. Covering up to prevent anyone from seeing your privates will add another day. You agreed to this, and those are the rules. Follow them and this will be over in three days. One if you choose to humiliate yourself further. However, if it becomes a standard practice, I’ll allow both of them to include a friend, so don’t violate the rules thinking you can get away with it by use of oral sex.”
 
Gordan didn’t have any additional questions. His mind was on the idea that he had to choose four more blowjobs to each of the boys or two more days. And he hadn’t even started yet.
 
“Then we begin. Write down the passwords to your laptop and any programs you have password-protected.”
 
He wanted to ask why but managed not to. He got up and turned the combination dial on a small file safe he’d bought a year back. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to her. “I’d like that back please when you are done.”
 
She handed it to Greg. “Get on his computer. Check everything. I want to know about anything interesting you find. And if you find stuff, do not even think about using it for your own purpose. I am very serious about what will happen to you if you take any advantage of this situation that I haven’t given to you specifically.”
 
She turned back to Gordan. “While he works on that, gather up all the dirty clothes I see scattered around and put them in the laundry bag. Then get the vacuum. You are going to clean this pig sty of a room.”
 
His parents both raised an eyebrow as he carried his dirty laundry to the two bags in the laundry room and sorted them into the proper bag by color. When he returned with the vacuum heading for his room, his mother intercepted him.
 
“What is going on?” she asked.
 
“I did something wrong. I broke a rule. Georgia caught me. I agreed to let her punish me in exchange for her not telling you.”
 
“Is she taking advantage?” his father asked.
 
“No sir, the punishment fits the crime. It is fair, and I deserve it.”
 
His parents looked at each other and a decision was made between them in that look. “Carry on then,” his mother said, stepping aside.
 
As Georgia directed Gordan’s cleaning activities, Greg shut off the laptop and put the list of passwords on top of the safe his brother had gotten it from. He didn’t bother to memorize any of them, he knew his brother was smart enough to change them now that he’d seen them.
 
“Find anything interesting?” Georgia asked him.
 
“Not really. His social media accounts are clean, just common talk. He has visited some sites that have stories. And he’s searched for information and stories about pantsing, debagging, which I learned is another word that means the same thing; and for information about oral sex, both giving and receiving.”
 
“What are the themes in the story sites he searched?” she asked.
 
Greg hadn’t thought about that, so he logged back into his brother’s laptop. He noticed his brother’s ears turn red, so he knew he was about to find something good.
 
Five minutes later he had it. “I had to look up the codes, but most of the stories he reads fall into two categories. Male domination of younger males and girls. He isn’t going to like being on the other end of that. He also read a lot of what are called small penis stories.”
 
Georgia looked at her twin and asked, “Do you think you have a small penis?”
 
He didn’t want to say it, but he couldn’t lie or risk another day of punishment.
 
“I know I do. For my age, the average erect penis length is 5.2 inches. Mine is only four and a quarter.”
 
“What’s the average for someone Jackson’s age?” she asked. “His penis didn’t look any smaller than yours.”
 
“I’d have to look it up, or Greg can. There’s a chart in there that shows it by half-years.”
 
Greg found the chart quickly. “Three point seven-five,” he said. “Jackson and I are both about four inches long.” He blushed as he realized what he had just said.
 
“I’m not even going to ask how you know how long Jackson’s penis is,” Georgia said with a smile. “That is very interesting information, maybe something I can use.” She loved the expression she saw on her younger brother’s face.
 
Once the room was clean, she took a pair of Gordan’s clean shorts and told him to take a shower and then go to bed. “Oh,” she added as an afterthought. “You don’t need to wear clothes to and from the shower. Only Greg and I are around and we’ve both seen you.”
 
He slept fitfully that night with nightmares about what had already happened to him and what was yet to come. He woke after the sun was up and after using the bathroom, he went downstairs to have breakfast.
 
“Its about time you got up,” Georgia said as he entered the kitchen. “I was just about to go and wake you. Mom and dad have already left for work. They questioned me about what you did and how I was punishing you. Don’t worry, I kept my end of the deal and only told them it wasn’t extreme and that you had the right to come and tell them at any time.”
 
“I had to tell them something. They both noticed that I was acting differently.”
 
“You handled it fine. And you’re right, you had to tell them something. If you had tried to convince them that you just chose to join the human race and leave the piggies behind on your own, they would never have believed that. Get your breakfast, we have a lot to do today.”
 
He had his usual and was about to go upstairs to get dressed when she stopped him.
 
“That behavior has ended, hopefully forever. You don’t leave your dirty dishes on the table for someone else to clean. You rinse them out and put them in the washer and wipe up any crumbs you left behind.”
 
“Okay, sorry,” he said and returned to clean up his mess.
 
“Here is all the clothing you need today. Oh, and shoes. Nothing else.” She handed him a pair of his shorts. “Put your pajamas in the laundry, I’ll show you how to load the washer later.”
 
He again headed for the stairs, but she called him back. “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear. Take your pajamas off, put them in the laundry, and put on the shorts. Or stay naked if you want, we won’t be going outside for a while yet.”
 
He didn’t want to be naked if he didn’t have to be, so he turned his back to her and removed the pajama bottoms he wore and then pulled the shorts up.
 
“These are kind of short,” he said. “And I’ll need a belt.”
 
“They are the length I wanted them to be. Just short enough that if you aren’t careful, you’ll be showing off some of your hidden treasures. And you’ll have to be careful about how you move because I choose to not allow you a belt. Let’s go start on the laundry.”
 
The shorts dropped to his hips, but seemed to be just tight enough to not drop any lower. The legs had been cuffed so that they were no more than three inches long, and he could feel the tip of his dick was less than a half-inch from the opening.
 
“What if I get a boner – I mean, an erection?”
 
“I hope that isn’t a complaint,” she said, and saw him shake his head in fear. “This is what you are going to wear, and getting an erection is up to you. If you’re worried about it, then don’t get one.”
 
“It doesn’t work like that, I can’t help it, sometimes it just gets hard.”
 
“You are getting real close to earning a second punishment day, so stop complaining. Go next door and invite Becky and Sandy over.”
 
He was right on the verge of saying, “LIKE THIS?” but stopped himself just in time. With nothing on but the shorts that hung from his hips and barely concealed his dick, he went out the front door and over to the Gladstone’s house.
 
Sandy met him at the door and smiled. She looked up and down the street before saying, “Take the shorts off.”
 
“Not on the front step,” he said. And then he realized, he’d just earned himself another day of this. “Please, let that go, I’m sorry I said that.” He quickly dropped the shorts.
 
“Leave them here and come inside,” she said. “And I’m going to tell your sister that you refused a request and then asked me to forget about it. I’ll bet you’ll have two more days to go, and we’ve only just started.”
 
He hung his head in shame. He was sure he was never going to get through this.
 
“Oh, hi Gordan,” Becky said as she came into the room. “Did you come over here naked?”
 
“No, I had shorts on, but your sister told me to take them off on the front porch.”
 
“And did you?”
 
“Not at first. I was scared of being seen, and told her no. And then I asked her not to tell Georgia about it.”
 
“That’s two violations of the rules,” Becky said. “That isn’t a good start.”
 
Gordan had nothing to say, so Sandy said, “Let’s get started in the back yard so we don’t have to clean up the hairs.”
 
Gordan put his hands to his head, running his fingers through the blond hairs that hung down over his ears. “Hairs?” he said.
 
“No, we’re not going to cut your hair, I like it the way it is. We’re going to cut those hairs.” Sandy pointed to his groin. “Shave them, actually. Don’t worry, I know how to be careful. Come on, everything is ready out back.”
 
She led him through the house and out the sliding glass doors to the back porch. Their backyard was fenced, giving him some privacy, although behind them was a two-story house that would allow anyone looking out a window from the top floor to see him. A quick glance showed him that the curtains were drawn on all the windows.
 
“Lay down here,” Sandy said, pointing to a sheet that was spread across the grass just off the porch. Next to it was a pair of scissors, aplastic bottle of shaving gel, and a pink razor.
 
Having already broken the rules twice, Gordan quickly followed her order. She didn’t waste any time; once he was on his back, she used the scissors to cut his pubic hairs down to the skin. She grabbed his dick to move it out of the way, and he immediately started getting hard.
 
“Oh no, you’re not going to spray that cum stuff on me again,” she said, letting go of him. “You make it spray yourself.”
 
“Hell yes,” her older sister said from a chair on the porch. “Good call. I can’t wait to see this.”
 
“This isn’t a complaint, I just need to understand what you want me to do,” Gordan said, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was. “Do you want me to beat off?”
 
“Huh?” Sandy said. “I don’t know what that means.”
 
“Uh, masturbate,” he said. “Play with myself.”
 
“You got it Gordan,” Becky said from the chair. “That’s exactly what she wants you to do.”
 
Feeling sick from the embarrassment of it, he took his dick between three fingers and his thumb and started jerking off. Knowing that two girls were watching him, he had trouble bringing himself to the edge. But with the certainty that he would be in even more trouble if he didn’t, he closed his eyes and used his imagination to make it easier to get the job done. He did his best to ignore their giggles and soon his dick erupted with several spurts of silver-white cum.
 
Sandy picked up a roll of paper towels and handed him one. “Clean that up so I can continue.”
 
After a few more embarrassing minutes, all of the hairs around his dick and on his ball sack had been cut. Then she started smearing the gel onto his skin, making him get hard again.
 
“Will that thing shoot again?” she asked.
 
“Yeah, I’m sorry, I can’t control it.”
 
“Then do it again yourself. Only this time, don’t close your eyes. I want you to look from me to my sister while you beat yourself.”
 
“Beat off,” he said. Then he realized he had corrected her and wasn’t sure if that was a violation of the rules. He looked at her, but her eyes were focused on his dick. He used some of the gel to make it smoother and managed to shoot again.
 
Once she had spread the gel over his groin and sack, she started with the razor, concentrating on her task while being careful not to nick his sensitive skin. By the time she finished, he was hard again.
 
“Get up and go get the hose to rinse off,” she ordered. Once he was done, she joined her sister on the porch and had him face them.
 
“God, I can’t believe how different that makes him look down there,” Becky said. “It almost makes his penis look bigger.”
 
“Is having hair down there a mark of passage for boys?” Becky asked him. “Is it something you’re proud of and show off?”
 
“I guess boys are proud when it grows in, but I don’t think most boys show it off. I never told anyone when mine started to grow, and I never heard Greg say anything about it either.”
 
“So Greg has hair too?” Sandy asked. “You’ve seen it?”
 
“Yeah, he has about the same amount that I have,” he said. “I mean, that I used to have.”
 
“Tell Sandy how you know that,” Becky said. “And are you going to do it again or are you going to be our slave for the next two days too?”
 
Gordan hadn’t known that his sister had told her about the two extra days that had been added, or the price he had to pay to avoid them.
 
“I’m going to work the extra days off,” he said to her.
 
“Wait, you had extra days before you came over?” Sandy asked. “And what do you mean when you said you’ll work them off?”
 
“I broke the rules twice while my sister was explaining them to me. One of my punishments was to give each of them a blowjob, that’s how I know what Greg looks like. I either have to have the punishment day extended by two days for the rules I broke with Georgia, or I can work them off by giving my brother and Jackson two blowjobs for each day.”
 
“Cool!” the younger girl said, clearly happy to hear the news. “Can we watch?”
 
“I can’t say no, but I’m guessing that the boys can, and probably will.”
 
“You will ask them if we can watch,” Sandy demanded. “Does your brother make that cum stuff?”
 
“Yeah, he does,” Gordan said with his ears burning.
 
They heard the doorbell ring and Becky went inside to answer it. She was back in a few seconds with Georgia, Greg, and Jackson. The boys immediately broke out into laughter when they saw Gordan standing there with his pubic hairs gone. Even his sister smiled.
 
“Becky told me you have two more rule violations,” Georgia said. “That’s four days added, unless you want to work them off the other way.”
 
Gordan saw the smiles on his brother and Jackson grow even bigger.
 
“I want to work them off,” he said. “Sandy has ordered me to ask them if she and Becky can watch while I do it.”
 
“I’ll allow it,” Georgia said. “But the boys have the right to say their privacy if they mind.”
 
“I don’t want you girls seeing me naked!” Greg said immediately.
 
“Look, they’ve already seen me, and we’re about the same, so it’s no big deal,” Jackson said to his best friend. “Besides, think how embarrassing it will be for your brother.” He turned to Georgia and said, “They can watch him suck me off, I don’t care. But I’ll bet he does.”
 
The look on Gordan’s face was proof enough that he did care. Georgia looked at her younger brother. “How about it?”
 
“Come on, stop being scared,” Jackson said. “It isn’t that bad. Let them watch if they want. Your brother will hate having them witness it more than having to suck us off.” Jackson unhooked his shorts and let them drop to the floor, then he pushed his briefs down and stepped out of them. He stepped up to the edge of the porch.
 
“This is about the perfect height, Gordan. You won’t even have to get on your knees.”
 
Hoping he could at least embarrass his brother as much as he was being embarrassed, he took a chance on the rules.
 
“Unless Greg agrees to this too, I’ll take the extra days.”
 
Greg had been looking so forward to getting more blowjobs. The one he’d gotten from his brother was a hell of a lot more fun than the one he’d once gotten from Jackson. And he wanted more. But now he could see just how scared his brother was to give public blowjobs. And his best friend was standing there, with a boner, just waiting for Gordan to put it in his mouth.
 
“I’ll let you watch, ONCE,” he said. “After that, they’re done in private.”
 
Gordan had been sure his brother would back down. The four extra days would suck, but how much more could they do to him? But now his brother had agreed to letting the girls watch. His bluff had been called. He took Jackson’s dick into his mouth and began sliding and sucking.
 
The girls all moved in close to watch, even his twin sister. Jackson didn’t seem to mind at all; he used his hands on the back of Gordan’s head to control the pace. And it wasn’t long before he pulled his arms in and held the older boy to his groin as he shot four bursts of cum.
 
“Your turn now,” Georgia said to her younger brother.
 
Jackson re-dressed and stepped back to give the front of the porch spot to Greg. Only the boy was frozen in place.
 
“Come on, you said you would, and Gordan said he’d only do it to Jackson if you agreed,” Georgia said.
 
But faced with having three girls see his junk was too much intimidation for him to strip.
 
Jackson solved the problem by stepping behind his friend and without warning forcing Greg’s pants and underpants to his knees. He then hooked his arms through his friend’s elbows and held them in place while he pushed him to the edge of the porch.
 
“There, now they’ve seen you,” he said. “And I don’t want to miss out on seven more of them. I’ll let you go, but don’t you dare pull your pants back up until your brother is done.”
 
Greg was so embarrassed his dick, which was flaccid, began to shrink. The giggling of the girls made it worse. But Gordan solved the problem by using one of his hands to pull on it a few times before wrapping his lips around the shaft. The response was not immediate, but as he slid his lips up and down the shaft, his brother’s dick responded, and once it was fully erect, it didn’t take long before several more bursts of cum were fired.
 
Greg pulled his pants up quickly as soon as it was done, but not before all three girls got to see him with a boner.
 
“Why did you get a boner,” Georgia asked her twin.
 
Gordan, who wasn’t looking at her, thought the question had been directed to Greg, and he smiled. But when Greg didn’t answer, he looked around and saw his twin sister was staring at him.
 
“I didn’t,” he said. And then he looked down and saw that he did. Without thinking, his hands flew to his groin to cover it up.
 
“You lied, and said you didn’t, and then you covered up,” Sandy said with a wicked smile. “Two more days to your total.”
 
Gordan moved his hands back to his sides, but his dick was still hard and now was twitching in time with his heart, which was racing.
 
“I didn’t lie, I didn’t know it had gotten like that,” he said in desperation. “And I don’t know why it happened. It just did.”
 
“Did you get a boner yesterday when you did that to the boys?” Georgia asked him.
 
“I don’t think so,” he said.
 
“He didn’t,” Greg said. “Maybe it got a little hard, but not fully hard like it is now.”
 
“Okay then, I’ll accept that you didn’t lie,” she said to Gordan. “But you still covered up, so that’s an extra day, and I warned you before that I wasn’t going to let you just keep those two boys happy.”
 
He was going to have to do the extra day. His heart sank.
 
“But it won’t be a full day unless you screw up. Your brother and Jackson had something they wanted to do that I said no to. They can now choose between what they wanted, with a few changes, or get four blowjobs in addition to those you already owe them.”
 
With just a nod between them, the boys agreed. “We’ll take the day,” Greg said with a smile.
 
“Okay, I’ll talk to the two of you and put some controls on it,” Georgia said to the boys. “Sandy, did you have anything else you wanted to do today?”
 
“I thought I’d take him for a walk to the park. We could play on the equipment for a little while.”
 
“Okay, but in his shorts,” she said. “And have him back before three o’clock. He has some cleaning to do and I want him dressed differently before my parents get home.
 
“Yeah, okay,” the girl said. “I knew I couldn’t make him get naked. But that sure would be fun if I could.”
 
“You can’t, not in public,” Georgia said. “I will ask him about the trip. Don’t get yourself or him in trouble.”
 
“I won’t, I promise. Gordan, come with me.”
 
She went out the front door and got his shorts and let him put them on. He had to force his dick down and the tip of it was just barely covered by the hem on the leg with the waist band at his hips.
 
“This is going to be so much fun,” Sandy said. She pulled the leg material up and ran her finger across the top of his dick, making him squirm. “Keep it hard,” she said to him. “Or I will.”
 
He pulled the leg opening back down, wondering how long he could stay hard. The walk to the park was the most embarrassing trip he’d ever made. Shirtless, with his pants a good three inches below his belly button and his dick just a fraction of an inch from hanging out the leg opening. Keeping it hard wasn’t going to be difficult.
 
Sandy hoped like hell that she could get away with her plan. It was crazy dangerous, but if it worked it would be so much fun. She saw her two friends, Eva and Carol, waiting for her on the swings. With them was Eva’s little brother Evan, who was eight years old. When the two girls saw her and Gordan, Eva whispered to her brother, who ran over to the monkey bars to climb.
 
“Go show that kid how to cross the monkey bars,” Sandy said to Gordan. “Go all the way across using just your hands. If you’re strong enough.”
 
Gordan didn’t expect anything. His biggest fear was that the shorts would slip over his hips, but there wasn’t much he could do now. They hadn’t slid down while he was walking, so he thought it would be okay. He glanced at the two girls. He knew them both, Eva Thompson and Carol Clark. They were twelve years old, a grade behind him in school.
 
The young boy got off the ladder as Gordan approached. “Can you go all the way across?” he asked. “I can only go to there.” He pointed at the second cross bar.
 
“My arms are longer,” Gordan said. “I think I can go all the way across.” He started from the same end that the boy had started from, and just as he reached the fourth of seven crossbars, he felt the kid’s hands on the top of his shorts. Before he could let go, the shorts, with the kid hanging on to them, dropped first to his feet, and then past them to the ground.
 
Gordan let go of the bar. He was now totally naked in a park, with two girls heading his way. The boy was laughing his head off and running away with his shorts. And as tempting as it was, Gordan was afraid of covering up.
 
“Evan, get back her this instant,” one of the girls yelled without taking her eyes off the boy in front of her.
 
The boy slowly made his way to his sister and handed her the shorts he was carrying.
 
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean for them to come off, I just wanted to ride along.”
 
“Here,” Eve said, holding the shorts out to Gordan. “I guess these are yours.” Her eyes were on his groin, and she was trying but failing to keep from giggling.
 
Gordan quickly took the shorts and tried to pull them up. His dick made it more difficult, but he did get them positioned as they were before the kid had grabbed them.
 
“He said he’s sorry,” Eva said. “I don’t think he meant for it to happen. I hope you’re not too mad.”
 
He couldn’t say what he wanted, but he couldn’t lie either. “Well, I’m not happy, that’s for sure. But I’m not going to do anything about it. I guess it was an accident.”
 
“I think it is your fault anyway,” Carol said. “One, you should be wearing something that fits you instead of a pair of shorts you outgrew two years ago. And two, we wouldn’t have seen anything interesting if you were wearing underpants.”
 
“Yeah, I guess that’s true too,” Gordan agreed.
 
“Come on, I guess we should go back home,” Sandy said. “I just wanted to stay for a while, but now that this happened, I’m sure you want to leave.” She said goodbye to her two friends, and gave them a wink. “I’ll call you later.”
 
“I guess we need to tell your sister,” she said as they left the park. “I just wanted people to see you without a shirt. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
 
Gordan was too embarrassed to speak, and the trip home was made in silence. Once home, she explained to Georgia what had happened.
 
“Just the two girls?” Georgia asked. “Nobody else saw him?”
 
“And Eve’s little brother Evan,” Sandy said. “It was an accident.”
 
“Okay, I’ll accept that,” Georgia said.
 
After Sandy left to return home, Georgia asked Gordan if her version was factual.
 
“Yeah, it was,” he answered. “It was horrible, but I really don’t think the kid planned for it to happen. I think he really did just want to hang onto me while crossing. And once he had my shorts, I’m sure he thought it would be hilarious to run off with them, leaving me naked. He did come back as soon as Eva called him.”
 
The rest of the afternoon was just cleaning, and Gordan was allowed to dress as he normally would. Jackson was with Greg, but they hardly even came out of Greg’s room. When his mom got home, Greg asked if Jackson could stay the night, and she approved.
 
That evening, Gordan spent two hours in his brother’s room, cleaning, answering embarrassing questions, and giving a total of three of the seven blowjobs he had earned to them. They didn’t mention anything about what would happen the next day, and he didn’t dare ask.
 
The next morning, he gave two more blowjobs, wondering how many times the boys could shoot in a week. Neither one of them seemed to be getting drained. Late in the morning, he was told to put on a bathing suit and then the shorts he had worn yesterday over it.
 
As they walked to the lake, they told him the plan. Greg had a short length of clear fishing line with a binder clip tied to one end.
 
“You will go where we tell you and take off the shorts. I will tie this to the rope at the edge of the swimming area,” Greg said to him. “You will get into the lake and remove your suit. Find where I tied this and use the binder to hold your suit, and then move away from it. Jackson will come over later and get it. When the life guard blows the whistle at 11:30 for the break, you will get out along with everyone else. You will not cover up, and you won’t run until you have taken at least four steps on the sand. Then you can run to get your shorts. We’ll meet up with you on the walk home.”
 
Gordan looked around, and moaned “Shit.” There were twenty to thirty kids, most within a couple of years of his age, and more girls than boys. And in about a half an hour he was going to be mixed in with them, totally naked. His dick was already growing hard.
 
“Can I grab someone’s towel?” he asked. They hadn’t brought any towels with them.
 
“No, that would be stealing,” Greg said. “And don’t take any that are offered to you. However, if someone wraps one around you that will be okay. But then you will have to find that person and give it back once you are dressed.”
 
“How does it feel?” Jackson asked.
 
“I’d rather give the two of you as many blowjobs as you want for the next ten years than do this,” he answered truthfully.
 
They arrived at the lake and Greg pointed to the very back center of the beach area. “That is where you are going to leave your shorts,” he said. “Don’t head for the lake until we are already in, and walk there, don’t run.”
 
He and Jackson moved closer to the water and they took off their shorts. Greg hid the fishing line and binder in his hand and he and Jackson headed for the lake.
 
Once they were in the water, Gordan, hoping his boner wasn’t too noticeable, walked to the edge. He moved as quickly as he dared until the water was waist deep. He moved a bit further in and to the side, to get away from a group of kids he knew from school, and untied the draw string on his suit. Turning around completely to make sure nobody was close to him, he let his suit fall to his ankles. He stepped his left leg out and used his right leg to lift the suit to his arms, and then he made his way to where he had seen Greg first go.
 
The water at the boundary rope was neck deep. It only took him a few seconds to find the line, and he fastened his suit to the binder clip. He was now totally naked, and once the boys came to get his suit, he wouldn’t have any choice but to get out when the break whistle blew. He’d have to get out with the other kids or everyone would be looking at him from shore once the lifeguard ordered him out.
 
To his dismay, he saw that more kids were arriving. He knew that right after the afternoon break the crowd would grow quickly, but he hadn’t expected the dozen or so kids his age he saw picking out their places on the beach to have arrived before the break even started.
 
“Gordan, is that you?” he heard from his left as he moved away from the boundary marker. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you without a shirt on.”
 
He turned and looked, knowing the voice. “Hi Molly,” he said to her. Molly Jordan was the same grade as him and last year in school she had arraigned her schedule to be in the same class as him as much as possible. She had even changed lockers to be near his. She was cute, but a bit too direct and bossy.
 
“Let me get a look at you,” she said, and suddenly ducked under the surface before he could stop her. She came back up immediately. “You’re naked!” she exclaimed.
 
“Shh,” he said. “Not so loud. Help me find my suit, it slipped off somewhere over that hole.” He pointed to one of the deep spots in the lake.
 
But she had been too loud. Two other girls had heard her say he was naked, and they quickly joined Molly. They dived under the water, but they weren’t looking for his suit. They were looking at his privates.
 
“Float on your back,” Molly said to him. “It’s hard to see you under the water.”
 
“I’m not doing that,” he said. “Everyone will see me.”
 
“Do it or we’ll tell everyone you are naked,” one of the other two girls said. Amelia Cooper was another girl from his class. The third girl was her younger sister, Ashley, who was a year behind them.
 
“Just do it for a few seconds,” Molly said. “We’ll shield you.”
 
Afraid Amelia would tell every kid in the lake that he was naked, he kicked his legs to bring them to the surface. His dick exited first, causing the girls to scream a bit, and causing him to sink back down until he could stand.
 
But Ashley wasn’t going to be denied seeing a teenaged boy naked for the first time. She grabbed his boner and started pulling him to the surface. Her sister, Amelia, helped by lifting his legs. Seconds later his dick and balls were completely out of the water and in full view of the three girls.
 
He was saved by the lifeguard’s whistle. The girls, thinking it was blowing because of them, let him drop, but it was followed by him shouting, “Break time, everyone out of the lake.”
 
“What are you going to do now?” Molly asked.
 
“Go and get my shorts and get the hell away from here,” he said as he headed towards the shore.
 
“Where are they?” she asked.
 
Without thinking, he told her. Then he suddenly thought that if she brought them down to him it might mess up his punishment and he’d have to do something even worse. He said the first thing that came to his mind.
 
“No, walk in front of me so people don’t see me.”
 
It might have worked if not for twelve-year-old Ashley. “I’m going to get there first and throw them in the girl’s rest room,” she said, and began swimming for shore, followed by her sister.
 
“Don’t worry, I’ll go in there and get them,” Molly said. She began swimming after the other two girls.
 
By that time, the water was already below his belly button, and three more steps exposed the fact that he was naked. He looked around and saw that two boys, about eight-years-old, had noticed and were laughing, but it didn’t appear that anyone else had seen him yet. He knew it wouldn’t last.
 
As his knees cleared the surface, Ashley was already on the sand and running directly towards his shorts. Molly was several yards behind her. As more people suddenly became aware that a naked boy was just getting out of the water, the noise level began to grow, and by the time he had reached shore and taken his required four steps before he was allowed to start running, everyone was aware of him.
 
Ashley now had his shorts. She headed for the rest rooms, but saw Molly after her and dodged to the left, towards the parking lot. There were only three cars there since most of the kids here lived close and were too young to drive, but it led to the main road.
 
As he ran to catch up to them, he had to push through groups of kids, boys and girls, who wanted to touch him and laugh at him. He heard all kinds of comments about his lack of pubes and small dick, and he knew that that fall in school was going to be horrible. But right now, he had to get to his shorts or face a twenty-block run home completely naked.
 
Ashley ran to the closest car and tossed the shorts under it, and then circled back to see her prey running naked towards her with about twenty other kids following along behind. Molly got to the car and started trying to reach for the shorts, but the car was too close to the ground for her to get under it and she couldn’t reach them from the sides.
 
Wondering what he was going to do now, Gordan kept on running until he reached the car. He stopped and bent down next to Molly, but his shorts were just out of reach. Then he had an idea, one he didn’t like, but it was his only hope.
 
He rolled over onto his back and stuck his head and right shoulder as far under the car as he could, and it was just enough for him to reach his shorts. But then a new problem surfaced. The crowd of kids who had chased after him now had him pinned to the ground on his back, and dozens of hands were touching him everywhere.
 
Three minutes later a loud cheer went up when he began shooting from the touches, and he was allowed to get up from under the car. He stood, wishing he could turn invisible, and pulled the shorts on.
 
He decided to leave his shoes behind and headed for home as tears ran down his cheeks. He hadn’t cried in years. He expected his brother and Jackson to join him, but he made it all the way without seeing them. They showed up several minutes later and had his shoes and his suit.
 
Once they told Georgia what had happened, she had one question.
 
“Did you boys tell the Cooper girls that he was or would be naked?”
 
“No way,” Greg said. “I promise, we followed your rules.”
 
“Molly Jordan saw me without a shirt and dived under to see my chest,” Gordan volunteered. “She saw that I was naked and shouted it out. Amelia and Ashley were close by and heard it.”
 
“Are you okay?” she asked her twin.
 
“Okay? A third of the girls in my grade just saw me naked. A bunch of them touched me. They all saw I had no pubes. Not to mention Sandy and her two girlfriends. No, I’m not okay. I want mom and dad to sell the house and move away before school starts.”
 
“That isn’t going to happen,” she said. “You know that. I’ll talk to them. Try my best to keep them from picking on you. But yeah, the first week or two is going to suck. You’ll survive. And the good news is that you still have to pay any blowjobs you earned, but your punishment day is officially over. You can go to your room and dress normally.”
 
“I want this done now,” he said. “You two, come with me. I still owe each of you two of them, and we’re going to get them done now.” Greg and Jackson followed him to his bedroom, and half an hour later they left the house with smiles on their faces.
 
Gordan stayed away from places where kids hung out for the rest of the summer. He returned to wearing long shorts or long pants and shirts anytime he wasn’t in his room.
 
A month later, the day he was dreading had come up. First day of school. He refused to walk with his siblings and the Gladstone girls and made his way to school alone.
 
However, much to his surprise, other than a lot of stares and a few giggles, nobody brought it up. At lunch, Molly sat down next to him even though he told her he wanted to be left alone.
 
“I just thought you should know I told my brother what happened,” she said. “Do you know Carl Dawson?”
 
Gordan had heard the name, but couldn’t put a face to it.
 
“He’s my brother. Step brother actually. He’s on the wrestling and football team. And he will do anything I ask him to do. So, you know what I asked him?”
 
Gordan was still staring at his food. “To pants me?” he asked softly.
 
“No, silly, I’ve already seen you naked,” she said. “I told him to spread the word that anyone who picked on you or bullied you would end up tied to the flagpole with their pants and underpants around their ankles. The whole football team is with him. That’s what I asked him to do.”
 
Gordan couldn’t believe it, but it had to be true. A few giggles, kids staring at him, but not a single word was said about what had happened at the lake. It had to be true.
 
“You did that for me?” he asked.
 
“Yes, I did. I was hoping maybe this year you would spend more time with me. I’m sorry about what happened, but I won’t pretend that I didn’t enjoy seeing you naked. But even if you don’t like me, you will still get my brother’s protection for a month or two. And by then, it will be behind you.”
 
Gordan turned an looked at her. A real look, not the annoyed glances he normally gave her. He’d never really looked at her before. She was cute. Still bossy. And maybe mischievous, but cute.
 
“I guess I’ve never had a girlfriend before,” he said.
 
“Oh, I’m not sure we’re that far yet,” she said. “I just want to spend time with you. Talk to you. Stuff like that. When, or if, I want to be a girlfriend, I’ll let you know. Is that okay?”
 
“Yeah,” he said truthfully. “That will be great.”
 
 





   
   
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