Twisted Tales of Teens in Trouble 2

By FireBloom and FrostByte
novalegion451@gmail.com

Copyright 2025 by FireBloom and FrostByte, all rights reserved

[20,209 words]

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now. 

We would like to thank everybody for your kind words of support and encouragement. In particular, we're grateful to our friends Susan and Katie, who also suggested a lot of the ideas that went into our next story here, "Heart of Gold." We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it! :)


4. Heart of Gold

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4. Heart of Gold


Jay, 17
Irene, 16 (Jay's sister)
Melanie, 16 (Irene's best friend)

Candice, 15 (Jay and Irene's cousin)
Shauna, 16 (Irene's friend)
Kieran, 18 (Shauna's cousin)
Tyler, 17 (Shauna's boyfriend)
Ben and Oliver, 10 (Melanie's younger brothers)


"There, now, I trust we've learned our lesson?" said Jay softly.

"Yes, sir," murmured Irene.

"Good girl."

The 17-year-old boy placed his arm affectionately around his younger sister's shoulders as they walked out of her bedroom.

"I hope you won't forget again to have breakfast ready and on the table on time," said Jay.

"Look, I'm sorry I overslept." Irene grimaced. "I still don't understand why you needed to spank me for it, though."

The 16-year-old girl pouted as she rubbed her still sore behind.

Jay smiled.

"You remember what Grandpa used to say?" he asked. "'The most effective discipline is one that makes an impression on a child's mind.'"

"Yeah, so?" Irene shifted uncomfortably as she felt her brother's hand sliding down her back.

"Well, I think the most FUN discipline is one that makes an impression on a girl's bottom."

As he said it, Jay's hand slid down over Irene's backside.

"Jay!" protested Irene, trying with little success to squirm out of her brother's firm grip on her rear.

"Hush."

Jay began running his hand around his sister's behind in what he seemed to think would be a soothing massage. To Irene, it felt more like he was just fondling her butt.

"Jay," whined Irene.

"Nice," breathed Jay, giving Irene's bottom a squeeze. "You've developed really well, Irene."

His eyes fixed on Irene's slightly heaving chest, before sliding down the rest of her body.

"In more places than one," he added.

"Jay, I'm your sister," said Irene, in an increasingly high-pitched tone.

"A hot girl is a hot girl, Irene," replied Jay, looking into her agitated eyes. "Whether she's related or not."

"Oh, God, Jay." Irene shook her head.

Jay's smile widened as he gazed deeply into his sister's eyes. With one hand still on Irene's rear end, he began to gently caress the back of her head with the fingers of his other hand. Instantly, Irene's face took on a bright shade of red to match her ass. A whimper emerged from her throat.

"Not again," moaned Irene.

Jay leaned in toward Irene's face, only to be stopped when she placed her hand firmly against his chest.

"Jay, no," said Irene, shaking her head.

"Irene, you wouldn't want me to show anybody those pictures I have of you, would you?" asked Jay coolly.

"Jay ... "

Jay sighed and began to turn away.

"Wait," said Irene suddenly, making Jay immediately turn back toward her.

Irene hesitated, and then her shoulders slumped.

"Okay, fine," she said.

"Look, Sis - "

"No, it's okay." Taking a deep breath, Irene leaned in and gently touched her lips to Jay's.

As she expected, that was more encouragement than her brother needed. In seconds, Jay had pulled Irene into his arms, ignoring the wince in her face and the whimper in her voice as he pressed his mouth deeply into hers in a passionate kiss.

"Jay, Irene, there you are."

Neither Jay nor Irene opened their eyes to see their cousin, Candice, who had just appeared at the top of the nearby stairway. The only greeting the girl received was Jay giving her a vague wave of his hand as he pressed his lips even deeper into Irene's, while still fondling her backside.

Candice folded her arms, and soon began tapping her foot impatiently.

"Jay," she finally said, "When you're done molesting your sister, we need to talk."

A groan emerged from Jay's still-occupied lips, but he did, at last, let go of Irene, who immediately began gasping for breath.

"You okay, Irene?" asked Candice.

"That can't be anybody's idea of a kiss," growled Irene, glaring at her brother. "It felt more like mouth to mouth suffocation."

Jay simply shrugged.

"What's going on?" he asked, turning to his cousin.

"Melanie's downstairs," reported Candice.

"Oh, good."

"Not so good." Candice shook her head. "She brought some company."

Candice gave her cousins a meaningful look.

"Oh, no." Irene's eyes widened. "I thought we agreed ... "

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"Now, you boys behave yourselves," said Melanie sternly. "Don't make me regret bringing you here."

"Yes, ma'am," said Ben and Oliver, both speaking and lowering their heads in unison.

"Honestly," said Melanie with a slight shake of her head. "I have half a mind to - "

"Melanie?"

Melanie looked up to see Candice coming back down the stairs, this time with Irene and Jay following her.

Candice and Irene were both rubbing their bottoms, a fact that Melanie noticed immediately. It also did not escape her attention that Candice was pointedly wiping her mouth, while shooting an occasional glare at Jay. Irene, too, was brushing her lips with her fingers, although she seemed to be trying to be more subtle about it, and keeping her head down.

Melanie felt a lump in her throat, knowing full well the reason for all of what she was seeing.

Jay was dressed normally for an early autumn day, a gray long-sleeved shirt and jeans. Both of the girls, on the other hand, were wearing long, silk robes. Melanie could guess, easily enough, the reason for that as well.

"Hello, Jay-Jay," said Melanie, trying to keep her voice from shaking.

Jay's only response was to smile and pull Melanie into his arms. Within seconds, he was kissing her deeply on the mouth, as she let out an occasional meep through her muffled lips.

"Don't forget to let her up for air, Jay," said Candice loudly after a minute.

Finally, Jay let go of Melanie. The girl's face was now bright red, and she seemed to be struggling to draw in a breath.

For a moment, Jay simply gazed into Melanie's eyes, and then leaned in close to her and whispered something in her ear, making Melanie's face instantly turn ten shades redder.

After shaking her head for a moment, Melanie looked up and said, "Hi, Irene," as if noticing her friend's presence for the first time.

"Hi, Melanie," returned Irene quietly. Ordinarily, she would have been happy to see her closest friend, but at the moment ...

"My parents insisted that I look after my little brothers today," said Melanie apologetically.

Ben and Oliver smiled and waved their little hands at Irene. She managed to force a smile to her lips and nodded to them in return.

"Melanie," said Irene lightly. "Do you really think it's a good - "

"Are you girls really gonna take your clothes off?" burst out Oliver excitedly.

A moment later, the boy let out a yelp as his brother smacked him hard in the arm. Ben covered his face with his hand and groaned.

"Be nice," said Melanie warningly, glaring at both of the boys.

"I see you told them," said Irene dryly.

"There was no way to avoid it," said Melanie in an even more apologetic tone. "I figured that it was better for - "

Melanie didn't get to finish her sentence. She was interrupted by the front doorbell ringing.

"I'll get that," said Jay, trying with little success to hide his eagerness as he headed for the door.

"That must be Shauna," noted Candice.

"Yup," confirmed Jay a moment later as he opened the door. "Hi, Shauna."

"Hello, Jay," said the nervous-looking 16-year-old girl who Jay quickly ushered inside.

Shauna was accompanied by two slightly older boys. One was her boyfriend, Tyler. The other boy, Kieran, was Shauna's cousin ... and as anyone could easily tell from the way he smiled at the suddenly severely blushing Irene, her boyfriend.

"Looks like the gang's all here," said Candice in a slightly sour voice.

"Hi, guys." Melanie greeted the new arrivals, noticing - as she was sure everyone else did - that Shauna was wearing a raincoat, even though there wasn't a cloud in the sky outside.

Shauna and Tyler returned Melanie's greeting. Kieran, on the other hand, didn't seem to have eyes for anybody but Irene.

"Hi, sweetheart." Kieran took the still-blushing Irene into his arms and kissed her.

It wasn't like when Jay kissed her ... Irene didn't feel thrilled by the idea that she was comparing her boyfriend's kisses to her brother's, but she couldn't help it ... Kieran was very soft and gentle. Irene felt like she was melting into his embrace.

After a long moment, Kieran and Irene finally broke their kiss at the sound of both of Jay and Candice clearing their throats loudly.

Irene was blushing even harder than before as she looked at the other teenagers - Jay and Candice looking impatient, Melanie gazing at her shoes, Shauna and Tyler seeming more amused than anything else.

"Like Candice said, we're all here now," said Jay. "I think we all know by now what - "

"Are you girls really gonna take your clothes - OW!"

This time, it was Ben who was scowling as he rubbed his arm, where his brother had just hit him. Oliver was now the one groaning with his face in the palm of his hand.

"Boys," started Melanie severely.

"It's okay, Melanie," sighed Irene, waving off her friend. "We all know what's coming."

"I do," said Shauna quietly.

Before anybody could say or do anything more, Shauna unzipped her raincoat and let it fall to the floor. In seconds, everybody was staring at her. Ben and Oliver's eyes seemed about to pop out of their heads.

Shauna was completely naked.

Jay gazed admiringly at Shauna's perfect curves, noting - and he was sure he wasn't the only one - that there wasn't a single tan line on her body.

"Go on, boys, take it all in," said Shauna, sounding a little glum as she held out her arms.

"Okay, that's one," said Jay after a moment. "What about the rest of you girls?"

Irene and Candice exchanged looks, and nodded. Irene pulled open her robe first, letting it drop to the floor. Like Shauna, Irene was completely nude. All of the boys, especially Ben and Oliver, were entranced by the sight.

But when Candice dropped her robe, there was an audible groan of disappointment. She was wearing a pink bra and panties. Although there was still plenty of fine skin to look at, Candice was revealing no more than she would at the beach during the summer.

"This is as far as I go," said Candice firmly. She threw a glare at Jay as she added, "Pictures or no pictures."

"We can be reasonable," said Jay coolly. "Right, boys?"

Tyler and Kieran simply shrugged, neither boy wanting his girlfriend to see how much he would have liked Candice to be naked.

"That just leaves you, Melanie," said Jay, locking eyes with the only girl in the room still dressed.

When Melanie hesitated, Jay pointedly said, "I'm sure none of you girls would want anybody to see those pictures that us boys have of you girls ... Would you?"

Melanie gazed at Jay for a moment, and then sighed as she began to unbutton her blouse. She silently reflected that, no matter how many times Melanie and the other girls did this, they always seemed to feel it as keenly as the first time.

As Jay watched Melanie dropping her blouse and skirt to the floor, he felt his heart pounding, and he was sure the other boys felt the same, especially the two young ones.

Jay could hardly believe it ... That day that he had gotten caught peeping at his sister's sleepover had to be the absolute best moment of his life.

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ONE MONTH EARLIER ...

"But, Mom - "

"I don't want to hear another word from you, Jay!"

Jay could hardly believe it ... That day that he had gotten caught peeping at his sister's sleepover had to be the absolute worst moment of his life.

"I told you, Jay, you are grounded for the next two weeks, and your sister is in charge of this household whenever your father and I are gone. You will obey all of her orders."

Jay's mother picked up her bag and started heading for the door.

"Now, go downstairs and finish fixing the garage door like I told you," she added, over her shoulder.

"Yeah," said Irene, folding her arms. "And after that, you can make lunch for me and Melanie."

Jay threw an icy glare at his sister, and Melanie standing next to her.

"Mom, you can't let these two boss me around all day!" he protested desperately. "I'm older than they are! And besides, they're ... "

"They're what, Jay?"

"They're ... so ... small."

Jay's mother was fully aware that by "small," Jay meant "girls." Irene and Melanie knew it as well. It was obvious how much it was tearing the boy up inside, to have to take orders from his sister, his younger sister.

"I've made my decision, Jay, and I will not listen to any more of your complaining. This is your punishment for peeping at your sister and her friends at their sleepover. For goodness sake, Jay ... Frankly, I think it will do you some good to suffer some embarrassment for a while."

"Mom - "

Jay's mother never heard whatever it was Jay was about to say next. She slammed the front door shut behind her as she stormed out of the house.

For a long moment, Jay simply stood there, staring at the closed door, until he heard his sister clearing her throat.

"Well?" said Irene coolly. "You heard Mom. Go downstairs and fix the garage door, and then make lunch for me and Melanie."

"Candice and Shauna will probably be here by then," said Melanie thoughtfully.

"Right." Irene nodded. "Jay, you'd better make enough lunch for all four of us."

"You invited them over, too?" asked Jay sourly.

"All of us girls are looking forward to spending the day bossing you around," said Irene with a smirk.

Jay opened his mouth to protest yet again, only to have Irene cut him off with a dismissive wave of her hand.

"Just be grateful we're not going to make you serve us lunch NAKED," said Irene. "That was my first idea, but Mom wouldn't let me do it."

Jay scowled. For a second, he could think of nothing to do but grind his teeth in frustration, but then the wheels of his mind began to turn ...

"NAKED" ... Irene shouldn't have said that, Jay realized, because it gave him an idea ...

Jay locked eyes with his sister for a moment, and then he slowly, deliberately ran his gaze down her body, pausing with as little subtlety as he could at Irene's boobs. A smug satisfaction took hold of Jay's heart when he detected the girl beginning to tremble. He could tell without looking that Irene's poise was quickly crumbling, from knowing that Jay was remembering and picturing what she looked like naked.

By the time Jay's eyes returned to Irene's face, she looked very much like she was struggling not to cry. But Jay wasn't finished yet. He looked over at Melanie, who already had a very uneasy expression on her face.

Jay gave Melanie a bit of a cruel smirk, and then, even more slowly and deliberately than he had with Irene, slid his eyes up and down, and then up and down again, her body, making sure Melanie knew he was recalling and imagining every detail of her naked body.

Melanie's body began to tremble even faster than Irene's had. When he finally looked at Melanie's face again, it was bright red, and there were tears forming in her eyes.

Jay started feeling a twinge of guilt, but he purposely forced that out of his mind. He could plainly see that, even though they were fully clothed, both girls were now feeling completely naked in front of him, and he wanted to enjoy their discomfort as thoroughly as he could.

"Jay, go downstairs," said Irene at last, trying with little success to keep her voice from shaking.

"What's the matter?" asked Jay in as innocent a tone as he could conjure up. He fixed his eyes on Melanie's breasts, and then her long legs.

"You're supposed to be fixing the garage door!" said Irene, her voice becoming heated.

Melanie could see how Jay was obviously enjoying her distress, which made her blush even harder.

"That's a nice skirt, Melanie," remarked Jay. "Nice and short, shows off those long, bare legs really well."

"Jay, stop it!" said Irene.

Jay took a step toward Melanie, who practically shrank back from him.

"What's the big deal about me seeing you naked, Melanie?" pressed Jay. "You know, with your legs bare, you're more than halfway to being naked anyway."

"Jay, knock it off!" Irene stepped between Jay and Melanie, her normally placid face now twisted with fury. Unable to think of any words to express her anger, Irene resorted to shoving Jay at least a foot away from Melanie.

"Wha - " Startled, Jay took another two steps back on his own. He looked at Melanie, who was now giving up any attempt to hold back her tears.

That twinge of guilt Jay had forced out of his thoughts earlier was now coming back, only it was no longer just a twinge ...

"I - I'm sorry, Melanie," stammered Jay. "I was just messing with you. I, um, I didn't really mean to upset you."

"Just go fix that door," said Irene angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'm going."

While Jay headed for the stairs down to the basement, he glanced over his shoulder, to see Irene wrapping her arms around Melanie, who was now sobbing. Jay felt his stomach twisting as he watched Irene leading her friend to the living room sofa.

"Get out of here, Jay," said Irene without looking up.

How did she know, wondered Jay as he quickly slipped inside the stairwell.

Once he was out of sight of the girls, though, he paused, trying to hear whatever he could of Irene and Melanie's hushed conversation.

"He is such a jerk," said Irene bitterly.

"It's no big deal," said Melanie softly. "I'm used to boys being jerks."

Jay could feel his stomach twisting even more, and his body was beginning to tremble. It was definitely a lot more than a twinge of guilt that was taking hold of him now.

"Melanie, are you still having trouble with that Chad Whitfield guy?" asked Irene worriedly. "I thought he finally backed off after he got suspended from school last term."

"So did I," said Melanie. "But a few weeks ago, he started coming by my house again. Every time he catches me alone, he tries to flip up my skirt, or cop a feel or something ... "

Jay's hands were clenching with rage. How dare this Whitfield creep treat poor, sweet Melanie like ... treat her like ... like ... All of a sudden, Jay was staring at his feet.

"What really gets me about this," Melanie was saying, "is that a lot of girls around here are actually jealous of me. They think I'm lucky, somehow, to have the hottest guy in town after me ... "

Jay blinked. Something about what Melanie just said triggered something in his mind ... He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he barely registered what he heard Irene say next.

"I'm going to get you some water, Melanie."

The sound of his sister's rapidly approaching footsteps finally broke Jay's preoccupation and sent him racing, as quietly as he could, down the steps to the basement. The last thing he wanted was for Irene to catch him eavesdropping on the girls' talk.

Jay didn't stop running until he reached the garage. He paused for a long moment, trying to catch his breath, ignore the pounding of his heart, and listen for any sign of an enraged Irene coming after him ... but he saw and heard nothing.

For once, luck was with him. Irene apparently hadn't noticed Jay anywhere close by.

Unable to think of anything else to do, Jay absently began to work on the chore he was given, fixing the garage door. As he worked, Jay's mind quickly latched on to Melanie's complaint about the local girls being jealous of her, for something she had wanted no part of in the first place.

Jay grimaced. He had been well aware, for a long time, that many local boys were envious of him, because he so often had four of the most beautiful girls in town hanging out in his house.

His own sister, Irene, sometimes couldn't walk down the street without guys asking for her phone number. Jay wasn't unmindful that she was his sister, but even he couldn't help admiring Irene's long, dark hair, large eyes, fair skin, and delicate features, not to mention her seemingly perfect figure ...

Jay shook his head vigorously for a few seconds.

Then there was Irene's best friend. At the age of 16, Melanie already had the body of a 20-year-old, with traffic-stopping long legs ... but Jay always felt that what caught his attention most was her beautiful face, long light brown hair, captivating gray eyes ...

Completing the quartet was Jay and Irene's gorgeous cousin, Candice, a fiery, green-eyed redhead, and Irene's other closest friend, Shauna, a platinum blond who had been drawing even more attention than usual lately with a summer's worth of beautiful suntan.

Jay knew that there was a long-running debate among the boys in his school, and elsewhere in town, as to which of those four girls was the hottest ... Sometimes, he participated in the debate himself.

But while many boys look at Jay with envy, because he had the four girls in his house all the time, Jay himself saw it differently.

One of the girls was his sister, another was his cousin, and the last two were his sister's closest friends ... which meant they were all off-limits to him.

... But that didn't mean he couldn't look ... In fact, looking was just about the only thing Jay could do ...

Unfortunately, Jay's desire to look far exceeded the luck he had in doing so.

A few months earlier, Jay had managed to climb up a trellis attached to the back wall of his house, leading to his sister's bedroom window. Since then, he had tried several times to peep into Irene's bedroom, hoping to catch a glimpse of her - or her friends when they were visiting - undressing.

Jay had never been able to get the timing quite right, however. The most he had ever managed to see was Irene in her nightie - certainly not an unpleasant sight, but not much more revealing than a light summer dress.

A number of times, it seemed that Jay reached Irene's window just a few seconds after she had finished changing clothes ... Then came the night of the sleepover.

Irene had Melanie, Candice, and Shauna spending the night. In the middle of summer, with sunset occurring as late as it did, Jay knew what a huge risk there was of being seen if he tried to climb up that trellis. But, in the end, the hope of seeing those four sexy girls in any state of undress overcame every objection his mind could offer.

That evening, Jay waited, and waited, until he finally felt some sense of confidence that he wouldn't be seen, or at least he thought he did, and then, hardly able to breathe, he quickly climbed up the trellis to Irene's bedroom window.

It was at that moment that Jay struck the two worst pieces of luck he had ever had in his entire lifetime.

First, Jay reached Irene's bedroom window just in time to see ... the four girls settling down after they had finished changing into their nighties and pajamas. If he had been just one minute earlier - just a single minute earlier - he would have seen all four girls naked.

While Jay was hanging onto the trellis, contemplating the abyss of his poor luck, came the second piece of ill fortune, even worse than the first. From somewhere just below him, Jay heard what sounded horribly like his mother's voice, yelling ...

Grounded for two weeks, lectured for hours by both of his parents, forced to apologize to the girls, and today, suffering the indignity of having to obey his younger sister's every command ... and the worst part of it was, he hadn't even seen anything.

Not that the girls knew that. When he was caught, Jay didn't bother to tell his mother, or anybody else, that he hadn't reached the window in time to see anything. He knew it would only sound like he was making excuses.

As Jay idly turned a screwdriver on the garage door, his mind filled with the image of Irene and Melanie's anguished faces earlier ... and Melanie's tears.

Irene and Melanie had no way of knowing that when Jay was running his eyes up and down their bodies, he actually had no idea at all what either girl looked like naked. Jay just wanted to get his own back after his sister's taunting, by making the girls uncomfortable. Now, however, as he thought about Melanie crying, he felt nothing but regret at what he'd done.

Jay let out a heavy sigh. It hadn't always been like this. When Jay, Irene, and Melanie were much younger, they had played together all the time. In fact, it seemed like they had been the best of friends. But as they had grown older, they had also grown apart. At least, Jay had.

Melanie used to affectionately call him "Jay-Jay," kind of a pet name between friends. She hadn't called him that in a long time. Jay had never told anyone, but a part of him wished they could go back to the way things used to be.

There! thought Jay as he got up and dropped his wrench into the toolbox on the table. That was the last of the nuts and bolts in place. Fixing the garage door had gone faster than he'd expected.

Jay was now deep in thought as he walked out of the garage and headed up the stairs. He still had an hour or so before lunchtime. He decided to fix a big lunch for all of the girls, especially Melanie, as an apology for everything he had done, peeping at the sleepover, tormenting Irene and Melanie earlier, and most of all for making sweet Melanie cry.

As he reached the kitchen, he paused, but found that he couldn't hear anything from the living room. Taking a chance, Jay peeked through the kitchen doorway, to see Irene and Melanie still on the couch. Melanie wasn't crying anymore, but she seemed subdued, her fingers intertwined in her lap, and Irene's arm around her shoulders.

Jay took another step, straining to hear what they were saying.

"Melanie, I really think you should put him out of your mind. He's just a creep, that's all he is."

Still talking about that Chad Whitfield guy, thought Jay. Just what had he done to Melanie now?

"I think you're wrong," Melanie was saying softly. "He isn't a bad person."

Wait, what?

"Melanie, after everything that jerk has - "

"Irene, I am not going to defend what he's done. Sometimes he does awful things. I don't deny that. But I'm telling you, underneath it all, he has a heart of gold. I just know it."

"You always say that." Irene's voice was thick with disgust. "Look, Melanie, I know that you've had a crush on him for a long time, but I really - "

Irene was interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing.

"One second," sighed Irene as she moved to answer the call. Melanie leaned back on the couch, a bit frustrated by the interruption to their conversation.

Jay, however, had heard enough. He turned and headed up the stairs, his feet stomping hard, as if each step underneath him had done him a great personal wrong. He reached his bedroom and slammed the door shut behind him.

All of a sudden, Jay no longer felt any desire to fix a big apology lunch, or do anything else for that matter, for any of the girls. Not even Melanie. Especially not Melanie.

Melanie has a crush on that creep who's been harassing her? thought Jay in bewilderment. That is sick ...

Jay plopped himself down on his bed, feeling like there was a whirlwind inside his head, and inside his stomach as well. He replayed Melanie's talk with Irene in his head over and over, and every time he did, it filled him with even more rage and revulsion.

How could she ... How could she?

Jay suddenly became aware that there were tears forming in his eyes, which made his stomach twist even more. Melanie obviously wasn't the girl Jay had thought she was.

For several minutes, Jay sat there, thinking, thinking, thinking and brooding. Finally, he reached a decision.

* * * * *

"Okay, Candice, I'll see you later."

Irene hung up her phone.

"Well?" asked Melanie.

"There's been a change of plans," said Irene. "Candice and Shauna won't be here until late this afternoon, and ... "

"And what?"

Irene looked down, suddenly blushing intensely. Melanie smiled.

"Shauna's bringing her cousin with her, isn't she?" asked Melanie coyly.

Irene's blush grew even stronger.

Shauna's cousin, Kieran, had just moved to town the previous month. He would be attending a university in a nearby city in the fall, and to save money, he was staying with Shauna and her parents rather than rent a place of his own.

When Shauna first introduced her cousin to her friends, it escaped no one's notice that Kieran's eyes seemed fixed on Irene, or how Irene was blushing at the handsome boy's attention.

"I saw you and Kieran having lunch together the other day," pressed Melanie, her eyes twinkling.

"We, um, we've been getting along pretty well," said Irene, looking intently at her hands. "But I don't know if he's really ... "

"What do your parents think of you dating a college man?" wondered Melanie.

"We're not dating," insisted Irene. "We're just ... hanging out, that's all."

"For now," said Melanie teasingly.

"I, uh, I'd better tell Jay that our plans have changed," said Irene, getting up from the couch. "It'll just be the three of us for lunch. Candice and Shauna will be here later, with ... uh ... "

"Kieran," said Melanie helpfully.

"And Shauna's bringing Tyler, too," said Irene quickly. "I'll tell Jay."

Melanie leaned back on the couch and sighed happily as her friend hurried out of the living room. Less than a minute later, Irene returned with a frown on her face.

"What's wrong?" asked Melanie uneasily.

"Jay's not downstairs," reported Irene.

"He didn't fix your garage door?"

"No, it looks like he did. The door looks finished."

"Oh." Melanie paused thoughtfully. "Well, there's no reason for him to still be down there if the work is done, Irene. He's probably in the kitchen making lunch, then."

"No, I looked. He's not there, either."

Irene turned to look at the stairs to the second floor, and suddenly stiffened.

"He's probably in his room, goofing off instead of doing what I told him to," she growled.

"Irene," said Melanie, getting up. "Maybe we should just give him some space - "

"Oh, no!" said Irene, her fury rising again. "My mom left me in charge, and I'm going to be in charge. I'm not going to let Jay worm his way out of his punishment, not after what he did to all of us, and especially not after the way he treated you before!"

"Irene," Melanie began, but it did no good. Her friend was already storming up the stairs.

* * * * *

Jay was still fuming as he shoved his wallet and keys into his backpack.

It did nothing to improve his mood when his bedroom suddenly swung open and his sister stormed in, looking ready for a fight.

"Do you know how to knock?" barked Jay.

"I'm in the charge of the house," retorted Irene. "I can do whatever I want."

"Guys, come on, let's not fight." Melanie could see right away it was no use. Her plea was falling on two pairs of deaf ears.

"Where do you think you're going?" demanded Irene, looking at his backpack.

"I've had enough of this," said Jay. "I fixed the stupid garage door, and now I'm going to see a movie."

"Oh, no, you're not," said Irene, returning Jay's glare. "Mom said you can't leave the house."

"I don't care what Mom said, and I don't care what you say."

Jay pointedly turn his back to the girls and finished zipping up his backpack.

"Jay, what's gotten into you?" said Melanie in disbelief. "Don't you think you're in enough trouble already?"

Jay suddenly stiffened. He turned and fixed an icy glare on Melanie that actually made her recoil a step.

"I especially don't care what you think," said Jay, his voice filled with steel. "Do us both a favor and beat it, Melanie."

Melanie was stunned. Not once in their lives had Jay ever spoken to her with such hostility before.

Even Irene was taken aback. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion. Jay had seemed to be on the verge of apologizing to both of the girls just a short while ago, but now it seemed like something had really set him off.

But what? What could possibly have happened? The girls hadn't even spoken to Jay since -

Irene's thoughts were interrupted by her brother grabbing her arm.

"Jay, what are you doing?" cried Irene, more shocked than angry as her brother shoved both her and Melanie out his door.

"I'm leaving," growled Jay. "If you two know what's good for you, you'll stay out of my way."

Irene froze for a second, and then quickly drew herself up.

"You're not going anywhere," she told Jay resolutely. "We won't let you."

"Oh, yeah?" snorted Jay. "What are you girls going to do, tie me up?"

With that, Jay slammed his door shut in the girls' faces.

For a full minute, Irene and Melanie stood motionless in the hallway, staring at Jay's closed door. Finally, Melanie broke the silence.

"I - think - we - should - give - him - some - space." Melanie repeated her earlier suggestion, this time enunciating each word carefully.

"You know," said Irene thoughtfully, as if Melanie hadn't spoken at all, "he just gave me an idea."

"Irene," said Melanie urgently, "I really don't think we should - "

"Come on," said Irene, taking her friend by the arm. "We have to hurry."

"Where are we going?" asked Melanie, reluctantly following Irene down the stairs.

"To the basement."

"What - "

"Come on, we don't have much time."

* * * * *

Jay was glad that he slammed the door shut when he did. Just a few seconds later, and the girls might have seen him losing his struggle not to cry.

He was moving almost mechanically now, pulling his backpack onto his shoulder, wiping the tears from his eyes. Jay couldn't quite believe what he had just said, what he had just done, to his own sister, and to Melanie ... Melanie, of all people. Something had broken between them, something he wasn't sure could be fixed.

She was the one who broke it, Jay insisted to himself.

Jay put his hand on the knob of his bedroom door, and then paused for a long moment. When he felt sure he could walk out of the house without the girls seeing him cry again, he opened the door.

* * * * *

"Can we really do this?" asked Melanie nervously.

"It'd be a lot easier if we had Candice and Shauna here with us," said Irene. "But we can't wait for them."

"Here he comes," whispered Melanie.

Jay came down the stairs and into the living room, to find the girls waiting for him, holding several lengths of clothesline taken from the basement.

"What the hell is this?" Jay's face contorted as he glared at Irene and Melanie.

"Thanks for giving us the idea of tying you up, Jay," said Irene coolly. "Not only are we going to stop you from leaving, but I think we should punish you ourselves for peeping at our sleepover."

"You've gotta be kidding," said Jay disdainfully.

"You know, Jay," said Irene, her lips curling into a wicked smirk, "I'm going to enjoy seeing you naked."

"Okay, listen," said Melanie, holding up her hand. "I really don't think we want to do this."

She turned to Jay with pleading eyes.

"Jay, please." Melanie's voice matched her eyes. "Please don't make this go any farther. Let's all just - "

"Go to hell," snarled Jay, his voice filled with venom.

Melanie stared at him.

"Both of you," added Jay, although his eyes were fixed on Melanie.

Melanie blinked. She pressed her lips tightly together.

"All right," she said.

Nobody who had ever known Melanie could recall ever seeing her temper flare ... until now.

"All right," repeated Melanie, her voice rising, her eyes narrowing, her fists tightening around the rope in her hands, "if that's what you want, Jay ... if that's the way you want it ... "

Melanie turned to Irene.

"Let's do it," said Melanie, her eyes and voice filled with even more resolve than Irene's.

"Don't even - " Jay began.

He didn't get to finish his sentence, because in the very next second, as if acting with one mind, both girls jumped toward him.

"Oof!" Jay tried to gasp for breath as he hit the floor, with the two girls on top of him. He felt more astonished than anything else, unable to believe that the girls were really doing this.

"Get his arms!" shouted Irene.

It didn't take long for Jay to realize that he was in trouble.

They were only girls, he would have thought, they couldn't possibly overpower him. They were younger than him, they were smaller than him ... The problem, though, was that there were two of them.

Within seconds, Jay felt like he was struggling for his life, as Irene and Melanie each got a firm grip on one of his arms and practically twisted it behind his back.

"I've got the cord," said Melanie, holding up a length of clothesline. Irene nodded, and the two girls began pulling Jay's hands together.

"Just give in, Jay, we don't want to hurt you."

Surprisingly, that was Irene, not Melanie ... or maybe not so surprising now.

It was no use, Jay realized. He could overpower either girl alone easily enough, but not both at once. As he felt his hands inexorably being pulled together, he knew that his struggles were only delaying the inevitable. In his growing desperation, he did the only thing he could think of.

"All right, fine, I give," said Jay, ceasing his struggles a moment later. He knew he was taking a big risk, but he didn't see any other options.

"Good." Irene sounded surprised, but grateful.

Jay let Irene and Melanie tie his wrists together behind his back. He held his breath, hoping that the girls wouldn't notice that he was straining to hold his wrists slightly apart.

"There," said Melanie in satisfaction.

As the girls got off of his back, Jay lightly tested the cords around his wrists. Because he wasn't struggling with his full strength anymore, neither Irene nor Melanie seemed to realize that they hadn't tied his wrists completely together. Jay let the girls tie his ankles together completely.

"We did it!" said Irene gleefully, high-fiving Melanie.

"Okay, you've had your fun," said Jay, rolling over slightly. He kept his eyes on the girls, hoping they wouldn't notice that he was quietly pulling the cords around his wrists a bit looser. "Now, untie me, and I'll go make your lunch."

"In your dreams." Irene folded her arms. "You had your chance, Jay. Now, we're going to get some payback for everything you did. Starting with ... "

Irene smirked, her eyes gleaming as she ran her gaze up and down Jay's body.

"It's our turn to see YOU naked." Irene turned to Melanie. "Keep an eye on him, I'll be right back."

Irene ran to the kitchen. Jay looked at Melanie with an imploring expression much like the one she had given him a little earlier.

"Melanie, please," said Jay as he twisted one of his wrists behind his back a little more. "Please don't do this to me."

Melanie hesitated, and then folded her arms resolutely.

"Irene's right," she said calmly. "You had your chance, Jay."

Irene soon returned with a pair of scissors in hand.

"Don't move, Jay," warned Irene as she knelt down next to him. "I don't want to cut you."

"C'mon, don't do this."

Irene ignored Jay's protests as she cut his shirt, pulling it off of his body. Jay felt himself slightly reddening as both Irene and Melanie gazed appreciatively at the sight of his bare chest.

Jay quickly gave up pleading, seeing that it was doing no good, and besides ... In all fairness, Jay had to admit, at least to himself, that he kind of had this coming.

He continued twisting his wrists against the very slowly loosening cords, hoping that he could wiggle free without the girls noticing. Fortunately, Irene seemed focused on slicing his pants off without accidentally cutting him with the scissors, while Melanie just seemed ever more entranced the more of Jay's body was revealed to her sight.

Within minutes, Irene was pulling Jay's now shredded pants off his legs, leaving him in only his boxer briefs.

"Y-You're not really going to do this, are you?" asked Jay, making both of the girls laugh.

"I advise you to hold very still, Jay," warned Irene, holding up the scissors. "You REALLY don't want my hand to slip while I'm doing this."

Irene quickly cut through Jay's underwear. She pushed him onto his stomach as she yanked the torn undergarment off his body. Jay's face turned a dozen shades of red as he heard Irene and Melanie whistling loudly.

"Nice," said Irene admiringly, giving Jay's butt a firm squeeze.

"Hey!" protested Jay. "I didn't do this to you!"

A moment later, Jay let out a loud yelp as he felt a hard smack on his rump.

"Settle down," Melanie told him, before giving him several more hard whacks on his bottom.

Jay buried his face in the carpet. All of a sudden, he flashed back to a moment, years earlier, when he had been holding Melanie's hand ... She had been frightened by something. Jay didn't even remember what. He remembered holding her hand and comforting her ...

He remembered how soft Melanie's hand had felt. Somehow, it didn't feel so soft now.

"Hey, that's a great idea," said Irene with a grin. "It was very naughty of Jay here to peep at our sleepover, and what do naughty little boys get?"

"I'll bet Candice and Shauna would love a chance to give Jay a spanking, too," said Melanie.

"No, please," said Jay. "It's bad enough with just you two girls - "

"You should have thought of that before," retorted Irene. She fixed a cold stare on her brother. "You should have quit while you were ahead, Jay. Now, you're going to be naked all day long."

"How about I take you girls to the movies with me?" suggested Jay desperately. "My treat, okay?"

"Why bother seeing a movie?" asked Melanie with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "We've got a much better show right here."

Irene picked up the torn fragments of Jay's clothing and tossed them in the garbage. Melanie seemed too entranced by Jay's naked body to even move away from his side.

"Candice and Shauna were looking forward to helping us boss Jay around all day long," Irene was saying as she returned. "I'm sure they'll enjoy having him wait on us, naked, even more."

Jay groaned.

For the next half hour or so, he could only lie helplessly as Irene and Melanie slowly ran their hands around his body, most often lingering over his butt, fondling and squeezing it. He could feel the girls' eyes roaming over his body almost as intently as he could feel their hands. Jay cringed every time he heard one of the girls whistling.

When Irene and Melanie grew bored with ogling and groping the naked boy, they took turns spanking him, delighting in his yelps, moans, and gasps.

"How does this make you feel, Jay?" asked Irene as she fondled his behind for what seemed like the hundredth time. "Do you feel exposed? Vulnerable? Humiliated? Objectified? ... Feel like a piece of meat, Jay? Does any of that sound familiar?"

Jay sighed. He had briefly considered telling Irene and Melanie the truth, but quickly decided that there was no point in wasting his breath. The girls would never believe that he didn't actually see anything while he was peeping through Irene's bedroom window.

Even if they did believe him, Jay knew that just the fact that he tried to see them undressed was reason enough for them to be angry at him. As much as he hated what the girls were doing to him, he couldn't deny that he deserved it.

BUT ... That didn't mean Jay had to just lie there and take it, if he had a choice about it. It had taken him a long while, but he had managed to loosen the cord around his wrists enough that he felt sure he could snap it apart in seconds if he pulled them hard enough.

It would do him no good to break free while both of the girls were still there, though. They would just tie him up again. Jay knew that he couldn't overpower both girls at once. His only chance was if one of them left the room long enough for him to ...

"OW!" Jay moaned, yet again, at one of the girl's hands - he didn't even know which one - slapped his buttocks hard.

A second later, Jay was moaning again as Melanie pushed him over onto his back and began gently stroking his chest.

"I'll be back in a minute," said Irene, getting up. "You keep an eye on him, Melanie."

Jay tensed up. When he heard his sister going up the stairs, he knew that this might be his only chance, especially now that his hands were hidden from Melanie's sight.

He began to pull hard on the cords binding his wrists. Fortunately, Melanie seemed too distracted to notice Jay's muscles suddenly straining ... A moment later, Jay found out what was occupying Melanie's attention.

Melanie gently ran her fingers from Jay's chest down his stomach to ... Melanie smiled at how Jay gasped when she wrapped her fingers around his cock. Jay was soon moaning as Melanie's fingers lightly stroked his dick, while her other hand caressed his pubic hair.

Jay couldn't believe this was happening. He would never have expected this of the soft-spoken, perpetually shy Melanie.

"You're so cute," whispered Melanie. She leaned over Jay and kissed him, gently at first, and then pressed her lips deeply into his mouth.

Jay felt like he was going to blow ... For a moment, he was completely absorbed in the pleasure that Melanie was giving him, but then feelings of confusion began to creep in.

What was going on? Not an hour ago, Irene and Melanie had been talking about the crush Melanie had on this Chad Whitfield jerk, and now ... Was Melanie a fence-sitter? Was that it? That didn't sound like Melanie, but then, Jay seemed to be learning a lot of new things today about the girl he thought he knew so well.

The feelings swirling inside of Jay were so overwhelming that he actually forgot all about breaking free of the bindings on his wrists. When he heard Irene's bedroom door creaking upstairs, however, it snapped him back into action.

"Melanie," whispered Jay, "I'm ... I'm sorry ... "

Melanie sighed and shook her head.

"It's too late for apologies, Jay," she said, her tone regretful, but firm and unyielding. "Maybe after this is all - mmmppphhh!!!"

Melanie scarcely had time to even register what was happening before Jay had her pinned down on the floor, both of her slim wrists gripped firmly in one of his hands, while his other hand was clamped tightly over her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Melanie," repeated Jay.

Melanie's eyes were wide, gazing fearfully up at Jay as she tried to absorb what was happening to her. Jay leaned in until his face was just inches from Melanie's, locking eyes with her.

"Melanie, please listen, I don't have much time," said Jay in an urgent whisper. "I have to tie you up before Irene comes back down here. Otherwise, you girls will be able to overpower me again. Please stay quiet while I tie you up. I don't want to hurt you, Melanie ... Please believe me, Melanie, I really don't want to hurt you ... But I will if I have to."

Jay bit his lip.

"Please don't make me hurt you, Melanie."

Melanie stared at Jay, and then managed to incline her head in a slight nod. Jay let go of Melanie's mouth, and true to her word, she didn't make a sound. He grabbed some of the clothesline lying on the floor nearby.

The frightened girl offered no resistance as Jay bound her hands behind her back - not tightly, but securely.

"Jay, please," Melanie whispered as Jay tied her ankles together. "Please don't - "

"Hush." Jay gave Melanie a warning look as he placed his finger against her lips.

He glanced at the stairs, but there was no sign of Irene - yet. Jay looked back at Melanie, and then fixed his eyes on her now heaving chest. Almost as if they were moving of their own accord, Jay's hands began to reach out to her ...

"Jay, what are you ... Oh, no," Melanie moaned as she watched Jay's fingers begin to unbutton her blouse. "No ... Please, no ... "

Melanie struggled against the cords binding her wrists and ankles, but unlike Jay, she found no slack in them. She tried to pull away from Jay's hands, to no avail.

"Please," whispered Melanie, blinking back tears as Jay undid the last of the buttons on her blouse and pulled it open.

"Wow," whispered Jay, his eyes round, as he gazed at Melanie's tight, flat stomach and her large, firm breasts, encased in a white silk bra.

Melanie's eyebrows were knitting in confusion. Jay had already seen her naked at the sleepover, so why was he acting like seeing her in her bra was something so breathtaking?

"Jay, please," said Melanie desperately, "Please don't ... This is so wrong ... "

Jay looked around, but saw nothing he could use to gag Melanie with. If only Irene hadn't thrown away his torn clothing, he could have used a strip of cloth from one of them as a gag.

And a blindfold would be nice, too, thought Jay glumly, glancing down at his naked body, which, despite her predicament, Melanie still seemed somewhat entranced by.

"Hey, Melanie, I got something here Jay's just gonna love," called out Irene as she came bouncing back down the stairs.

Melanie looked at Jay. She was visibly torn between wanting to shout a warning to Irene and fear of what Jay would do to her if she tried.

Not wanting to take a chance on what Melanie might decide, Jay quickly pulled her close to him and clamped his hand tightly over her mouth. Melanie moaned slightly through his fingers.

"Melanie, now we can - "

Irene let out a shriek. For several seconds, she could only stand, frozen in shock and horror, at the sight of Jay holding Melanie in his arms, bound hand and foot, his hand over her mouth.

The fact that Melanie's blouse was hanging open, her bra exposed, did nothing to help.

"Guess what, Irene?" asked Jay, his lips curling into a wicked smirk as he tugged on Melanie's blouse. "I'm going to enjoy seeing you naked!"

Jay got to his feet, holding up a length of clothesline.

"C'mere, Irene, you're next," he said coolly.

Jay sprang into action the moment he saw Irene start to turn away. He was already chasing her by the time she reached the stairs, fleeing toward her bedroom.

Melanie desperately tried to pull at the cords binding her wrists and ankles, but again, found that they wouldn't give. She looked up in dismay to see Jay returning to the living room, carrying Irene over his shoulder. Her long hair was brushing the floor, she was pounding uselessly at Jay's back with her fists ... and her rear end, hoisted over Jay's shoulder, had his hand firmly fondling it.

"You have a nice one, too, Irene," said Jay with a grin as he squeezed Irene's bottom.

"Stop that!" cried Irene.

"Here," said Jay, finally putting Irene down. "Don't try to run, Irene. You know I'll just catch you again."

"Look," growled Irene, taking a step back from her brother, "if you've gotten this caveman thing out of your system, how about untying Melanie now?"

"I don't think so," said Jay.

Irene sighed.

"Okay, fine, you've got us," she said, holding up her hands. "So what are you going to do with us?"

"Well, for starters," said Jay, fixing his eyes on Irene's chest, just as he had with Melanie.

"Hey!" cried Irene in alarm as Jay forcefully pulled the tank top she was wearing up and over her shoulders. She practically jumped back from Jay, her arms clamped tightly over her bra.

Jay picked up another length of clothesline.

"Turn around, Irene," he said. "Hands behind your back."

Irene hesitated, and then, realizing there was no way out of this, she reluctantly turned around and crossed her wrists behind her back.

"Good girl," said Jay approvingly.

Within seconds, Jay had bound Irene's hands and ankles together, just like Melanie.

"Both of you girls, face down on the floor," said Jay.

"What are you going to do with us?" asked Melanie as Jay rolled her onto her stomach, lying on the carpet in the same position that the girls had had Jay in.

"I don't know," said Jay. "I haven't worked that out yet."

"Hey!" cried both girls in unison when Jay flipped up their skirts.

"I just have to decide what I'm going to do with you girls," said Jay as he put one hand on each girl's panty-clad bottom.

"Nice," he said, giving each girl's tight, shapely behind a squeeze.

Irene and Melanie moaned, their dismay growing even more when they felt Jay's hands slipping inside their panties to fondle their bare rumps.

"Jay, please - OW!"

"Settle down," Jay told Melanie as he gave her several sharp smacks on her rear.

Melanie buried her face in the carpet. She couldn't help feeling that maybe she had that coming.

"Didn't you want to go see a movie?" asked Irene.

"Why bother seeing a movie?" asked Jay, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "I've got a much, much better show right here."

Jay smiled down at the girls, but his smile faded a little when he noticed that Irene and Melanie were both craning their necks to take in the sight of Jay's still naked body.

With a sigh, Jay looked around the room again, and ... It was only then that Jay realized what it was that Irene had gone up to her room to get. Lying on the floor nearby were two long, thin white linens. Picking up the cloths, Jay looked squarely at Irene.

"What were these supposed to be for?" he asked.

"Nothing," said Irene lamely.

"As I recall, when you were coming down the stairs, Irene, you told Melanie that you had something I was going to love. What was I going to love about these?"

Irene was silent. Melanie rolled her eyes.

"Irene," said Jay warningly.

"I was going to blindfold you with one and gag you with the other," said Irene sourly.

"Really," said Jay. "Well, how about that? Isn't it funny how things sometimes work out all on their own?"

"Hey, what are you doing?" cried Irene as Jay tied one of the linens over her eyes.

"I'm tired of you girls ogling me," replied Jay as he blindfolded Melanie next.

"Well, just how do you think you made us feel?" demanded Irene, her voice bitter.

"How do you think we felt when we found out you saw us naked at our sleepover?" asked Melanie, looking upward at Jay, even though she could no longer see him.

"How do you think we felt this morning when you were ... " Irene's voice trailed off. She shook her head. "Why do you think I wanted to blindfold you in the first place, even though you were the one who was naked? Every girl sometimes wishes she could do that to the boys around her."

Jay was silent. He glanced down at his naked body, thinking about how he felt when Irene and Melanie were openly gawking at him. In a way, he did understand now how the girls must have felt, how boys very often make girls feel.

"I'm going to go get dressed," said Jay, getting to his feet. "I'll be right back, girls."

As he headed for the stairs, he just couldn't resist adding, "Don't go anywhere."

Irene and Melanie groaned.

* * * * *

"Okay, you girls can look now."

Jay pulled the blindfolds off of Irene and Melanie, now that he was dressed again.

"Now," said Jay, holding up the linens again, "the part that I was really looking forward to."

"Wh-What are you going to do with that now?" asked Irene nervously as Jay approached her, the cloth in hand.

"You wanted to show me what every girl wishes she could do to the guys around her," said Jay. "I'm going to show you what every guy wishes he could do to the girls around him."

"Mmmppphhh." Irene glared at her brother as he tightly tied the linen in and around her mouth. Jay wasn't sure what Irene hoped to accomplish by trying to pull her head away from him, but it did her no good.

"Your turn, Melanie," said Jay, holding up the other cloth. "Are you going to fight me?"

"No," said Melanie softly.

"All right, then."

Melanie obediently opened her mouth to accept her gag. Jay tied it off behind her head, trying his best to make it tight enough to keep her quiet without being too uncomfortable.

Just as Jay finished gagging the girls, Irene's phone began to ring. Jay shot Irene and Melanie a warning look, putting his finger to his lips, before answering the call.

"Hello? ... Oh, hi, Candice. How are you? ... Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know. I found Irene's phone in the living room. She must have dropped it. But I haven't seen Irene and Melanie lately."

It gave Jay a sneaky pleasure to tell his cousin that he didn't know where Irene and Melanie were, when he had both girls bound and gagged just a few feet away.

"Me? I've just been working on fixing our garage door, like my mom told me to ... All right, I'll tell Irene to call you if I see her. Bye."

Jay hung up the phone. He looked down at Irene and Melanie.

"So, Candice and Shauna aren't going to be here until late this afternoon, huh? Well, I guess that gives the three of us plenty of time to be alone, huh?"

Jay smiled as Irene and Melanie moaned.

* * * * *

"Another message from Candice," said Jay, looking at Irene's phone. "She still wants to know where you girls are."

Jay gazed at Irene and Melanie, who were now sitting on the couch. The girls were still tied up. Jay knew that he couldn't take the risk of untying them - at least, not both at once.

Irene and Melanie were also still gagged. There was no real reason for this. After all, they were alone in the house, there was nobody around to hear them. Jay just found that he liked having the girls gagged. He knew the gags were uncomfortable for the girls to wear, and he enjoyed how it made them feel more helpless. Besides, Irene and Melanie just looked so cute this way, both girls gazing at Jay with their big, beautiful eyes over the tight gags in their mouths.

Jay cast another admiring gaze over Irene and Melanie's bodies. He had pulled off both of their skirts, leaving the intensely blushing girls in just their bras and panties.

He looked down, his mind racing with the thoughts of everything he could do to the girls while they were tied up, gagged, and powerless to stop him from taking any advantage of them he wanted.

But Jay found that he just couldn't bring himself to do most of the things he was thinking about. As angry as he was at Irene and Melanie ... Especially Melanie ... The idea of hurting them that way just made his stomach twist and his heart ache.

However, as Jay once again replayed in his mind Irene and Melanie's talk about Melanie's crush on that rotten Chad Whitfield, he decided that he didn't need to let the girls off the hook completely. He had one idea ...

* * * * *

"Jay," said Irene when her brother finally pulled her gag off. "Look, you've had enough time now to think about it, so could you please just tell us what you're going to do to us?"

"I'm going to cut you girls a break," said Jay as he untied Melanie's gag. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything."

He paused thoughtfully.

"I'll need to keep you both tied up," he said, to the girls' groaning. "At least, I can't untie you both at the same time, or you'd be able to tie me up again."

Jay smiled.

"The one thing I do want, though, is what I said earlier. I want to see you girls naked."

"Oh, come on," protested Melanie. "You already saw us naked at the sleepover."

"Well, actually, girls, I ... I, um ... I want a better look. You can only see so much through a window, after all."

"What about all those times you peeped through my window while I was changing?" asked Irene.

Jay lowered his head.

"You know about that?" he asked.

"No, I was just guessing," said Irene dryly.

Jay groaned.

"I guess there's no way we can talk you out of this," said Melanie glumly.

"Nothing comes to mind." Jay shrugged. "Come on."

Jay untied Melanie's ankles and helped her to her feet. He untied her hands. Melanie sighed as she rubbed her reddened wrists.

"Strip," commanded Jay.

"I guess I had this coming, too," said Melanie sadly as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.

As she reluctantly pulled her bra straps off her shoulders, Jay briefly considered whistling, like the girls had done to him, but thought better of it. Melanie felt bad enough, he decided.

But when he saw Melanie's breasts, which seemed to be as perfect as any could possibly be, finally laid bare to his sight, Jay couldn't help whispering, "Wow."

Melanie shook her head slightly. She still couldn't understand why Jay was acting like this was anything he hadn't already seen.

"Take your panties down," ordered Jay.

Melanie was blinking back tears, an all too familiar sensation for her now, as she slowly slid her panties down her legs. It was bad enough that she had to be naked in front of Jay, did she have to help make it happen?

As she straightened up, Melanie didn't bother trying to cover up. She saw no point in trying to hide from Jay's sight what he had already seen and was inevitably going to see again.

Jay gazed at Melanie for at least a full minute, his eyes everywhere, before he finally shook his head and picked up the cords again.

"Turn around, Melanie," he said.

"Why do you want me to do this?" asked Melanie wryly as she obeyed the command. "Is it just to tie my hands again, or is there another reason?"

Now it was Jay's turn to blush. He quickly bound Melanie's hands behind her back. When Melanie felt the familiar linen cloth sliding over her mouth, she obediently parted her lips to accept the gag again.

"There," said Jay, after sitting Melanie on the couch and binding her ankles again. "Your turn now, Irene."

"Let's get this over with," muttered Irene as Jay untied her ankles and helped her to her feet. She waited for him to untie her hands, but instead he simply walked her to the center of the living room.

"I'm not going to untie your hands." Jay answered Irene's unspoken question. When she gave him a puzzled look, he smiled. "I'm going to undress you myself."

Irene's eyes turned round, and she opened her mouth to protest, but Jay quickly hushed her. Irene's shoulders slumped in resignation.

"Hold still," said Jay.

Jay's hands seemed to move as slowly as humanly possible as he unclasped Irene's bra and slid first one, and then the other, strap off her shoulders. Pulling the bra off of Irene, Jay did not pass up the opportunity to cop a feel of his sister's breasts.

As Jay slowly slid Irene's panties down her legs, Irene was blinking back tears the same way Melanie had. Melanie had felt unhappy at being forced to assist in her own humiliation, but Irene found that having to stand helplessly still and let a boy do this to her intensified her own mortification just as much.

"I guess we both had this coming," murmured Irene, looking over at Melanie, who nodded.

"Nice," whispered Jay, his eyes sliding up and down his sister's naked body. "Very nice."

Irene let out a whimper as Jay pulled her close to him. He slid one hand behind her head and held her firmly, gazing into her eyes, while his other hand slid down her back and over her rump, squeezing and fondling it.

"Y-You're not going to kiss me, are you?" asked Irene suddenly, her eyes wide.

Jay froze. For one shocked moment, he realized that he did want to kiss Irene. In fact, he wanted very, very much to kiss her.

"Don't be silly," said Jay, averting his eyes and desperately hoping that his sister couldn't tell how obviously he was lying.

Irene hesitated, and seemed ready to protest when Jay spun her around and quickly shoved the linen back in her mouth.

Jay didn't dare look at Melanie. He could think only of getting Irene gagged and tied up again before she could press him any further on what he had wanted to do with her.

"You girls sit tight," said Jay, straightening up and trying to hide his nervousness after sitting Irene down next to Melanie and binding her ankles again. "I, uh, I'll be right back."

As Jay hurried out of the room, Irene and Melanie exchanged knowing looks.

* * * * *

She knows, thought Jay glumly. There's no way that Irene doesn't know. And Melanie knows, too.

Did it really matter? Jay had already been ogling and groping his naked sister. Was kissing her really that much more over the line? He wasn't sure.

Jay picked up his phone, trying to work up the nerve for the next step of his plan for Irene and Melanie.

A few minutes later, he walked back into the living room. Irene and Melanie, still gagged and bound on the couch and now naked as well, were gazing at him apprehensively. What was he going to do now?

"I just want a little ... souvenir ... of our time together," said Jay with a sly smile, holding up his phone.

Irene and Melanie's eyes instantly turned round, realizing what he had in mind. Both girls began mmpphhing furiously through their gags, but their protests only fueled Jay's excitement. Soon, he was eagerly snapping picture after picture of the two beautiful, naked, gagged and tied up girls with his phone.

Eventually, Irene and Melanie tired themselves out, seeing their protests doing no good. After Jay took his last picture, he leaned in close to the girls, smiling.

"I'm going to go put these pictures in a nice, safe place," he told them. "And then, I'm going to come back down here and we're going to have a good, long talk about what you girls are going to do for me, in exchange for me not showing anybody these pictures."

Jay smirked as he turned and headed out of the room. He could perfectly picture the shocked, anguished expressions on Irene and Melanie's faces behind him.

* * * * *

"Come on, girls, eat up," said Jay. "It's been a really long morning, and you have to be hungry. And besides, I went to a lot of trouble to fix this lunch."

Jay, Irene and Melanie, were sitting around the kitchen table. While Jay enthusiastically ate the soup and sandwiches he'd prepared, the girls ate slowly and mechanically, almost without tasting.

The girls were no longer naked. Jay had untied Irene and Melanie - just one at a time, naturally - and let the girls get dressed.

Jay had tied each girl's hands in front of her, so that she could eat, if a bit awkwardly, but if the girls tried anything, he was sure that having their hands bound would slow them down long enough for him to overpower them both.

Melanie took a long sip of her soup, and then set down her spoon.

"Y-You're not really going to show anybody those pictures, are you, Jay?" she asked, not looking up.

Jay simply smiled and took another bite of his sandwich.

"Jay, please." Irene seemed on the verge of tears. "If those pictures get out - "

"We'll be so humiliated," said Melanie desperately.

"Our lives will be ruined," said Irene. "You can't do that to us, you can't - "

Jay leaned back in his chair, gazing at the girls.

"Well, what are you girls willing to do to prevent that from happening?" he asked coyly.

Irene and Melanie exchanged looks.

Jay smiled, enjoying the girls' discomfort and despair for a good long moment, before deciding that it was time to let them off the hook.

"Okay, look," he said, leaning forward, his eyes shining. "Here's the - "

"We'll do it!" Melanie suddenly burst out.

"What?" said Jay, almost involuntarily.

"I've been thinking about this." Melanie swallowed hard. She looked at Irene and said, "I'm sure we both have, and I think we've both reached the same conclusion."

Irene nodded.

"We'll do what you want," said Melanie, fixing her eyes on Jay.

"Huh?" said Jay, looking from one girl to the other. "I don't - "

"Look, it's obvious where this is going," said Irene. "So let's not beat around the bush anymore, Jay. You want us to get naked for you any time you want. Well, we will. We'll do it."

Jay was stunned, speechless. He could only stare at Irene, and then Melanie.

"And you want us to let you feel us up," said Melanie heavily, "and spank us, and ... "

"And kiss us," said Irene, locking eyes with Jay. "Don't bother denying it, Jay. Melanie and I have been down this road before with boys. We can tell ... sometimes, at least ... when a boy wants to kiss us."

Jay flushed.

"We'll do it," said Melanie again. "We'll do anything you want ... um ... "

"Within reason," said Irene, giving Jay a meaningful look, making him blush even more.

"We'll do what you want, Jay," said Melanie. "Just, please, don't let anybody see those pictures of us."

Jay lowered his eyes.

"So, let me get this straight," he said slowly. "Both of you girls will do anything I want ... within reason, that is ... if I agree not to show anybody those pictures. You'll both get naked for me any time I want, and let me touch you, spank you, kiss you, and anything else I want ... within reason."

"Yes," said Melanie.

Irene nodded.

Jay was silent. Never in his entire life had he faced a dilemma greater than the one before him now. Never before in his life had he felt such a tempest of conflicting, raging emotions like the one consuming his insides at this moment.

To say that Jay felt torn ... felt tempted ... was the understatement of the century.

But ... Could he really do that to Irene and Melanie?

Peeping through the window at their sleepover was one thing. His plan had been for the girls to never know he'd seen them, and he had figured that what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

Could he really ... Even after everything that had happened that day, could he ...

Jay shook his head. He knew that inside of a few hours - heck, inside of a few minutes, probably - he would be having second thoughts, maybes, if-onlys, had-i-buts ... He was sure that he would be kicking himself for this every day for the rest of his life.

But at this moment ... At this moment, damn it, he had to wash the slate clean.

"Melanie. Irene. Girls." Jay folded his hands in front of him and gazed at each of the girls in turn. "This whole thing was just a little prank. I was just teasing you, that's all. I was never going to show anybody those pictures. I would never, ever do that to you. I care about you too much. No matter what might have happened ... "

Jay looked at Irene, and then started to turn toward Melanie, but suddenly dropped his gaze. He didn't see the slight frown of hurt and confusion on Melanie's face as he did so.

"No matter what anyone here may have done," said Jay quietly, forcing himself to avoid looking at Melanie, "I would never hurt you girls that way."

For a long moment, the three teenagers simply sat there, absorbing what had just happened.

"Wow." It was Irene who broke the silence. "You, um ... You didn't have to tell us that, Jay. You could have ... "

"You could have accepted our offer," said Melanie softly.

"Yeah," murmured Jay, who was already feeling the first stirrings of wishing that he had accepted the girls' offer. "It, uh ... "

"It crossed your mind," said Irene knowingly.

"Obviously," mumbled Jay. "But it just didn't feel right. And I didn't want you girls to have to live in constant fear of people seeing those pictures. I didn't want to do something that cruel and hurtful to you."

"Wow." This time, it was Melanie who said it.

"We're um ... touched," said Irene, smiling a little at her own pun.

"Well, anyway," said Jay, his voice becoming a bit sour. "Since I've told you the truth, I assume your offer is withdrawn now."

Jay reddened as he said it, fully expecting both of the girls to burst out laughing at the absurd question. Well, of course the offer was withdrawn now, why did he even bother to ask?

Instead, there was another long moment of silence. Jay looked up, puzzled. Irene and Melanie were looking at each other, as if silently communicating the same thoughts to each other.

"Well," said Irene slowly.

Melanie looked at Jay.

"If you told us that you'd changed your mind, and you really would send those pictures out to people, including boys ... "

"Or," said Irene, "if you told us that you were just messing with our heads when you said this was all just a tease, and that you really are willing to show those pictures around ... "

"We wouldn't believe you," said Melanie, folding her hands in front of her. "We'd know you were lying, just to try to get us to make good on our earlier offer."

"Of course." Irene nodded.

The girls paused.

"But," said Melanie softly, "We wouldn't be able to take the chance that you were telling the truth. Because if we tried to call your bluff, and it turned out you weren't bluffing, the consequences would be ... "

Melanie shuddered.

"So if you told us that you would show people those pictures, even though we'd know you were lying, we couldn't take the risk that you'd really do it."

"Of course not." Irene nodded again.

"And we'd have to do what we said before," said Melanie softly, gazing meaningfully into Jay's eyes. "We'd have no choice."

"Neither of us could afford to take the risk," said Irene, biting her lip as she looked at Jay.

Jay stared at Irene, and then Melanie, his eyes darting back and forth from one girl to the other, not able to believe what he was hearing.

"Seriously?" he managed to croak out.

* * * * *

"Well, that's a relief."

"I'll say."

Irene and Melanie were rubbing the red marks on the soft skin of their wrists.

Jay knew he was taking a big risk by untying both of the girls at once, but he really felt that they would keep their word. Besides, he couldn't keep the girls tied up all day long, and more importantly ... In order for any of this to work, they all had to trust each other.

"All, right, girls," said Jay, drawing himself up to his full height. "Off with the clothes."

"You're not really going to make us do this, are you?" asked Melanie plaintively.

Jay hesitated, until he saw Melanie's lips curl into a small smile and her right eye close in a subtle wink.

Well, let the games begin, he thought excitedly.

"I said off with the clothes," said Jay. "Strip, both of you, unless you want me to start sending out copies of those pictures I have of you girls."

"Well, we have no choice, then," Melanie told Irene.

"Absolutely," said Irene, gazing at her feet.

Jay felt like he could scarcely contain himself as Melanie unbuttoned her blouse and Irene pulled off her tank top. Both garments were soon tossed onto the couch, followed by the girls' skirts.

Melanie reached for the strap of her bra, and then hesitated. She looked at Irene. After a moment, both girls nodded. For the second time that day, the girls' bras and panties came off, although this time, it was of a far different tone.

Jay was sure that the girls' hearts were pounding even harder than his was as he slowly approached them.

"I can't believe I'm really doing this," whispered Melanie, her voice and body both trembling.

Jay looked at Melanie, not knowing what to say. After a few seconds, he finally settled on "Thank you."

"Thank you," Melanie whispered back, her eyes shining as she smiled at him.

Melanie offered no resistance as Jay slowly ran his hands down the sides of her body, wandering ever so lightly over her bare rump. Jay smiled as Melanie shivered.

Jay turned to Irene, who gulped, knowing it was now show time for her.

Just as he had before, Jay pulled Irene close to him, sliding one hand behind her head and holding her as he gazed into her eyes, his other hand sliding over her bottom and fondling it.

This time, however, he did not hold back. Jay leaned in toward Irene, and a moment later, his lips touched hers. Within seconds, Jay was holding Irene's naked body tight against him, savoring her muffled moans as he pressed his lips deeply into hers.

Jay was ecstatic, feeling like his naughtiest fantasies were coming true. He wasn't sure how long he had wanted to kiss Irene, without even knowing that he did, but it felt like he had been waiting for this moment his whole life.

Finally, Jay broke the kiss and pulled back, although his hand was still firmly on Irene's tush. He smiled at how Irene was blushing fiercely, her breathing slightly ragged.

Melanie was standing with her arms folded, her lips curled into an amused smile.

"How long have you been wanting to do that?" she asked with a small giggle.

"I - I'm not sure," murmured Jay, embarrassed. "I think maybe I - "

"Jay," said Melanie softly, tilting her head as she gave her friends a meaningful look, "I wasn't talking to you."

Irene instantly turned ten shades redder. She lowered her head, not daring to say anything as Jay stared at her in astonishment.

Jay turned back to Melanie, who was smiling at him. He pulled her close against him. Melanie rested her head on Jay's shoulder as his hands explored her body.

But when Jay moved to kiss Melanie, she held her hand firmly against his chest, and shook her head.

"No," she whispered. "I'm sorry, Jay."

"Okay," said Jay, disappointed but not wanting to do anything to cross the line.

"Maybe later," said Melanie softly. "But not now."

"All right." Jay nodded.

Melanie wrapped her arms around Jay and hugged him, pressing her naked body tightly against him. She felt her heart fluttering when Jay hugged her back.

* * * * *

"I think we're going to have to wrap things up soon," said Jay reluctantly as he hung up his phone. "That was Shauna. She and Candice are on their way here. They'll be arriving in less than an hour."

Irene and Melanie nodded, but otherwise didn't answer. They couldn't, with the gags in their mouths.

Both girls were once again sitting on the couch, naked, gagged and bound.

"But I think we can squeeze just a little more in," said Jay, leaning down to undo Melanie's gag.

"What do you have in mind now?" she asked once her mouth was free.

A moment later, Melanie giggled as Jay picked her up in his arms and began to carry her, like a bride, toward the stairs. Her eyes widened when she realized Jay was carrying her into his bedroom.

Melanie couldn't help feeling just a little nervous at being alone with Jay, especially tied up and naked as she was, but she knew that she needed to show him that she trusted him.

"Oooh," murmured Melanie as Jay set her down on his bed. She played up her nervousness as she asked, "What are you going to do to me?"

"I wouldn't - "

"You don't have to say it."

"I'm going to check on Irene, and then I'll be right back up here."

"Well, don't keep me waiting too long."

* * * * *

"I really can't believe you and Melanie are doing this for me," said Jay, putting the last of the clothesline away.

"Neither can I." Irene shook her head as she zipped up her skirt. "But we really are grateful to you for telling us the truth about the pictures."

"Listen," said Jay seriously. "I might not be very good at showing it a lot of the time, but I really do care about you and Melanie. I want to have my fun with you, if you'll let me, but I don't want to really hurt either of you."

"We know that, Jay, and we appreciate it."

"When Melanie didn't want me to kiss her a little while ago, I was disappointed, but I didn't want to press her to do anything she really didn't want to do. That's what I want both of you to do. If I try to do something you really don't want, please let me know so I'll know not to cross the line."

Irene smiled. A moment later, Jay and Irene were hugging each other - a real, warm, brother and sister hug, somethign they hadn't shared in a long time.

"Well, I guess Melanie was right after all," said Irene softly.

"How's that?" asked Jay.

"She always said that underneath it all, you really do have a heart of gold."

"Oh, well, that's nice to - Wait, WHAT?"

* * * * *

Melanie shifted impatiently. What was taking Jay so long? They didn't have much time before Candice and Shauna arrived, and Melanie didn't want her friends to catch them like this ...

... and besides, Melanie thought with a blush, she was really starting to enjoy Jay's attentions ...

Finally, thought Melanie as the bedroom door opened, and Jay slowly walked in.

From where Melanie was sitting, she couldn't see that Irene was standing in the hallway just behind Jay. He glanced back at her. Irene gave her brother a reassuring smile, and mouthed the words, Good luck.

When Jay sat down on the bed next to Melanie, she knew right away that something was up. He was looking at her with eyes filled with a flurry of emotions, some of which she couldn't identify.

"What is it?" asked Melanie, tilting her head.

Without a word, Jay began to untie Melanie.

"What is it?" Melanie asked again. She felt a slight disappointment as she asked, "Is the game over?"

"I think you should get dressed," said Jay quietly. "We need to talk, and I think it's better we talk without you tied up or naked."

"Okay," said Melanie uncertainly, taking her blouse, skirt, and underwear that Jay was holding out to her. "Um, what's going on? Is something wrong?"

"Melanie, there's something I need to talk to you about," said Jay, gently taking Melanie's hand in his.

Jay started to say something else, but stopped when he saw Melanie was staring at his hand.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing," said Melanie, sounding a little embarrassed. "I was just ... I was thinking about the last time you held my hand like that."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we were ... It was a long time ago, we were a lot younger. My grandmother was in the hospital. It turned out to be nothing serious, but for a while, I was really scared, and you were trying to comfort me. You were hugging me, and for a while, you kept holding my hand."

"Oh."

Of course. Jay was remembering now. Melanie's grandmother had been in the hospital, that was when ... How could he have forgotten?

"Well, what did you want to talk to me about?" asked Melanie.

"Melanie ... "

* * * * *

Irene was pacing up and down the hallway. Every other second, she looked at Jay's closed bedroom door, wondering what could possibly be happening in there.

I mean what ELSE could possibly be happening in there, Irene thought to herself wryly.

For perhaps the hundredth time, Irene mentally replayed the talk she had had with her brother downstairs.

* * * * *

"You thought Melanie had a crush on Chad Whitfield?" said Irene in utter disbelief.

"Well," said Jay, a bit defensively, "you two were talking about that guy harassing Melanie when I was heading down into the basement, and - "

"Wait, how did you know about that?" Irene's eyes narrowed. "Were you eavesdropping on us?"

"Um," Jay lowered his head. "Well - "

"You know what, never mind about that," Irene waved her hand impatiently. "I don't understand how you could have thought that Melanie could possibly have liked that jerk - "

"Well, when I came back up here," said Jay, "you were telling Melanie something like, he's just a creep and that's all he is, and she should forget about him, so I assumed - "

Jay paused.

"Hey," he suddenly said indignantly, looking at his sister. Irene flushed.

"I was mad at you," said Irene, a bit sheepishly. "I didn't really mean what I said."

"Uh-huh." Jay shook his head. "Anyway, when you and Melanie talked about how she had a crush on him for a long time, it seemed like you were saying ... "

Jay's voice trailed off.

"God, Jay," said Irene. "You really don't think Melanie would have better - "

"I'm sorry."

"So what happened next?"

"Well, I got really, really mad. I mean, when I first came back up from the basement, I was all ready to apologize to you and Melanie and make a big lunch or something for all of you girls, but ... I don't know why, but hearing that Melanie had a crush on that Whitfield guy, or I thought I heard that, it really set me off."

"So that was it," said Irene thoughtfully. She looked at Jay, the wheels of her mind turning.

"Oh, My God," whispered Irene after a moment. "I had no idea ... "

"What are you talking about?"

"You really don't see it?" asked Irene, giggling.

"See what?" Jay was started to get really agitated.

"This was never about Chad Whitfield," said Irene. "It could have been any other guy in the entire world, and it wouldn't have been any different."

Jay stared at Irene, trying to piece together what she was saying.

"The reason you became so angry is because, when you thought Melanie liked another guy, you were jealous."

"What? But ... "

"Don't you get it?" asked Irene, shaking her head as she giggled some more. "All this time, you didn't even know ... "

"I'm - "

"Jay, you're in love with Melanie."

* * * * *

Irene folded her arms. She was getting really worried now. It had been quiet inside Jay's bedroom for such a long time ...

Oh, God, they've killed each other, she thought.

Irene went up to Jay's door and put her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath.

"Listen," said Irene, opening the door, "I'm sure it must be really difficult for the two of you to work out the issues you're undoubtedly having, but I think - "

Irene stopped short, blinking rapidly at the sight that greeted her.

Neither Jay nor Melanie seemed to be at all aware of Irene's presence. They were too busy kissing each other, their hands exploring each other's bodies with reckless abandon.

Melanie was letting out an occasional meep, which was what her moan of pleasure sounded like.

Never mind how I know that, thought Irene.

Irene, unable to think of anything to say, slowly backed out of the room and closed the door.

* * * * *

"There is just no way that we can keep this a secret from Candice and Shauna," said Irene. "We spend too much time together. We tell each other everything. Candice and Shauna are bound to find out about this sooner or later."

"How about later, then?" suggested Jay. "Later would be better."

"And you know how Shauna is," continued Irene, as if Jay hadn't spoken at all. "She tells Tyler and Kieran everything. So once she knows, they'll know."

"So what do you suggest?" asked Jay, handing a mug of hot cocoa to his sister and another to Melanie.

"Thank you, Jay-Jay," said Melanie, smiling at Jay.

As she said it, Melanie tilted her head, not sure why Jay suddenly seemed to freeze up.

"I think there's only one solution," said Irene.

"I think so, too," said Melanie.

* * * * *

Ding dong!

"Candice, Shauna, Tyler, and Kieran are all outside," reported Melanie, closing the curtain on the living room window.

"Are you girls sure you want to do this?" asked Jay nervously.

"Trust us, we got this," said Irene with a smile, as Melanie winked at Jay.

While Jay was standing nearby apprehensively, Irene and Melanie opened the front door with a flourish.

"Hi, guys," said Irene and Melanie in unison.

There was no response - at least, no verbal response - from the four teenagers standing on the doorstep, all of whom were staring, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, at the two naked girls who had just opened the door.

"Candice, Shauna, come on in," said Melanie, motioning the girls inside.

"You guys should come in, too," Irene said to Tyler and Kieran.

* * * * *

"You've GOT to be kidding," said Candice for at least the tenth time.

"I am not going to show those pictures to anybody," insisted Jay, shifting uncomfortably under Tyler and Kieran's questioning gazes.

"You boys don't need to see the pictures," said Shauna pointedly, glaring most especially at her boyfriend, Tyler.

"You're right, we don't," said Tyler, tilting his head toward the naked Irene and Melanie sitting on the couch. Shauna sighed.

Kieran nodded. A moment later, try as he might, Kieran couldn't keep his eyes from drifting toward the naked Irene, who blushed even harder than she already was.

"You've GOT to be kidding," said Candice.

"So that's our, um, arrangement," said Irene, setting down her hot cocoa. "Melanie and I know that Jay won't show anybody those pictures he has of us, but we can't take the chance that he might, so now, we're going to do anything he wants."

"Within reason," said Jay, holding up his hand.

"Now, we talked it over before you guys arrived," said Melanie softly. "And we all agreed - "

"They agreed, I just went along with it," said Jay.

" - that we want you to join us," finished Melanie.

"How's that?" said Tyler.

"Tyler, Kieran, you two will join me," said Jay.

"And Candice and Shauna, we want you two to join us," said Melanie, giving the girls a meaningful look as Irene nodded.

Candice and Shauna's eyes nearly popped out of their heads as they realized what Melanie was suggesting. Tyler and Kieran, on the other hand, looked extremely intrigued.

"You've GOT to be kidding," said Candice.

"Well, we're all together most of the time," said Melanie.

"And the way Melanie and I figure it," said Irene, "if we have to be naked, then you two should, too."

"You've GOT to be - "

"Stop saying that!" said Jay, Irene, Melanie, Shauna, Tyler, and Kieran, all nearly in unison.

Candice shook her head.

"Well, what about the boys?" Candice's eyes seemed to light up as she looked over at Jay, Tyler, and Kieran. "Shouldn't they be naked, too?"

"Hmmm." Jay looked at Tyler and Kieran thoughtfully. Jay actually thought it would be worth it to be naked in front of the girls if the girls had to be, too, and he was pretty sure the other boys felt the same.

But before any of the boys could say anything, Irene, Melanie, and Shauna all shouted, "NO!"

Candice seemed a bit taken aback.

"Well," she protested, "if us girls are going to be naked, then it seems only fair that the boys should - "

"NO!" repeated Irene, Melanie, and Shauna, even more loudly, the three girls glaring at Kieran, Jay, and Tyler, respectively.

Candice was disappointed. The three boys looked at her and shrugged their shoulders helplessly.

"This, um, this has to be kept strictly private," said Jay, trying to move the conversation forward. "Nobody can know about it except for the seven of us."

"You guys are probably the only ones we would ever trust to even know about this, let alone be a part of it," said Irene.

"So each of us girls has to be naked, any time any of the boys want." Shauna was still trying to wrap her mind about it. "And we have to do obey any command the boys give us."

"Within reason," said Jay emphatically.

"I think we get that," said Kieran.

"Look, yes, it's embarrassing," said Irene, "but you know, it's also kind of fun ... and freeing ... "

"It's kind of exciting to be doing something that's kind of ... naughty," said Melanie, blushing.

Candice and Shauna couldn't help giggling.

"Come on, give it a try," urged Irene.

Candice and Shauna looked at each other.

"Well," said Candice hesitantly.

"I will if you will," Shauna told her.

"Oh, thanks, put it all on me," grumbled Candice. She sighed. "Okay, fine, I guess we can give it a try."

"Great!" Melanie clapped her hands in delight. "Well, come on, girls, take it off."

"Right now?" asked Shauna.

"Of course right now," said Candice, rolling her eyes as she got up from her seat. She unzipped her summer dress.

Shauna gulped, but followed her friend's lead. Soon, Candice and Shauna were both naked and blushing in front of their friends.

Candice's body was a thing of beauty that would entrance any boy who saw her, but what seemed to draw everyone's attention the most was ...

"Shauna, have you been sunbathing naked?" asked Irene incredulously.

Shauna was showing off a summer's worth of gorgeous suntan, and it escaped no one's notice that there wasn't a single tan line on her body. Her face was now bright red, a striking contrast with her long, platinum blond hair.

"Wow," breathed Kieran. His eyes travelled from Irene to Melanie to Candice, and even to Shauna, his own cousin. He couldn't quite believe he was in the midst of so much beautiful naked femininity.

"So let me understand this," said Tyler hesitantly. "The rules are that the girls have to do everything any of us boys want?"

"Within reason," said Jay yet again.

"Yeah, about that," said Tyler, his nervousness now very obvious. "I was wondering what exactly constitutes 'within reason' - "

"Candice, Tyler wants to kiss you," said Shauna, quite matter-of-factly.

"What?" broke from Candice and Tyler simultaneously.

"Actually, Candice, Tyler has wanted to kiss you for a very long time," continued Shauna. "And he's been feeling awfully guilty about it. He's been feeling like he's betraying me, even though he can't help feeling the way he does, and he's never done anything to act on it."

Tyler's mouth was hanging open.

"H-How did you know?" he managed to say.

Shauna simply smiled at him.

"Just do it, honey," Shauna told him. "Go ahead and kiss Candice. Trust me, it's okay."

"Um, do I get a say in this?" asked Candice, her voice rising.

"No," replied Shauna. "That's the whole idea behind this, isn't it?"

Shauna walked over to Tyler and pulled him to his feet, and then gave him a shove toward Candice.

"Um, uh," stammered Tyler, "You, uh, you really don't have to do this, Candice."

Candice was silent for a moment.

"Well," she said, her lips curling into a smile, "if that's what it takes to keep Jay from showing anybody those pictures he has of Irene and Melanie ... "

Candice gently took hold of Tyler's face and touched her lips to his, lightly at first, and soon the two were kissing each other very deeply. When the kiss broke, both Candice and Tyler were blushing intensely.

"That's a good start," remarked Irene.

"Oh, one thing," said Melanie, getting up. "Candice, thanks for bringing up the pictures ... Because that actually reminds me of something important."

Melanie leaned behind the couch and retrieved several lengths of clothesline. She tossed one to Irene.

"What's going - HEY!" cried Candice as Irene pulled her hands behind her back and began tying them together.

"What are you doing?" said Shauna as Melanie did the same to her.

"Jay has pictures of me and Melanie," explained Irene as she pushed Candice down onto the couch and began lashing her ankles together. "Well, we figure that he has to have something to hold over you two girls, too, or else it wouldn't be fair and square."

"But - mmmpppphhhh!" Shauna's protest was cut off when Melanie gagged her tightly.

Soon, Candice and Shauna were sitting on the couch - gagged, bound, and naked, just as Irene and Melanie had been earlier.

"Okay, Jay, go ahead and take your pictures," said Irene.

"And you two," Melanie said, turning to Kieran and Tyler. "Do you have your phones with you?"

"Us?" asked Kieran in confusion.

"It has to be fair and square for all of us," explained Irene. "So you two should have pictures, too, just like Jay does. Both of you, take pictures of Candice and Shauna, and ... "

Irene and Melanie looked at each other, and nodded.

"Fair and square for all of us," repeated Melanie. She and Irene turned around, offering their wrists behind their backs.

"Go ahead, tie us up."

* * * * *

"That was a great dinner, Jay," said Shauna. "Where did you learn to cook like that?"

"I had a good teacher," said Jay, looking over at Irene, who smiled.

It was now late in the evening. The seven teenagers were hanging out in Jay and Irene's living room. The girls were all dressed again.

"Our parents will be home soon," noted Irene.

"We should be going," said Shauna, as Kieran nodded.

"Um, I just want to ask one more time," said Jay hesitantly. "You girls are really okay with doing this? You really don't mind?"

"It's okay, Jay," said Irene, trying not to show how exasperated she was at being asked again.

"I'll let you know if it's ever not okay," promised Candice.

"Me, too," said Shauna.

For a moment, there was silence. Everybody looked at Melanie.

"Melanie?" asked Jay lightly. "You are okay with this, aren't you? Because if you're not - "

"No, it's all right," said Melanie softly, folding her hands in her lap. "Just as long as I can say no if I want to."

"Well, of course you can - "

"That's all I wanted," said Melanie, her eyes beginning to well up. "I just wanted to be able to say no if I wanted to. I don't mind doing it, really, I just want to be able to say no."

"Melanie - "

"I just wanted to be allowed to say no," repeated Melanie, now crying. "I wanted to say no if I didn't want to ... "

"Melanie." Jay was alarmed now. He knelt down in front of Melanie, taking her hands in his. She looked at him, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Thank you for letting me say no," whispered Melanie.

"Melanie, what is it?" asked Candice urgently. "What's wrong? What's happened?"

Tyler's eyes narrowed.

"This is about that Whitfield guy, isn't it?" Tyler's voice was rising.

"Please," Melanie began.

"What did he do?" asked Shauna, now looking scared to death. "Melanie, what did he do to you?"

"It's not - "

"Please, Melanie, tell us," said Irene desperately. "What happened?"

Melanie hesitated, and then finally gave in.

"A couple of days ago," she said quietly. "I was coming home, and he was waiting for me. I tried to get away from him, but he managed to corner me. He had me up against a wall, he was feeling me up ... I tried to fight him off, but he was just too strong ... "

"Melanie, did he ... " Jay's voice caught in his throat.

"No, he didn't." Melanie shook her head. "But I was afraid that he was trying to ... I wasn't sure ... While he was groping me, he tried to pull off my clothes, he tried to kiss me, I wasn't ... "

Melanie broke down completely. Jay was holding her tightly in his arms as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"I was so scared," whispered Melanie.

"I can't believe this," said Kieran.

"My God, Melanie, why didn't you say anything?" asked Candice.

"What good would it do?" asked Melanie, sniffling as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "We've already tried ... "

Melanie shook her head.

"This isn't one of those cases where a guy has people protecting him. As far as I've ever been able to see, nobody's tried to protect Chad, not even his parents.

The last time Chad ... tried something ... with me, back in the spring, the school suspended him.

Mr. and Mrs. Whitfield spent like an hour apologizing to me over and over for what their son did. They punished him. They even tried - His own parents - tried to have him arrested for it. But there were no witnesses, and the police said it would just be my word against his.

And in the end, all it did was slow him down. He's still after me."

"Oh, Melanie, I'm so sorry." Irene hugged her friend. Candice and Shauna gently placed their hands around Melanie as she cried.

Jay carefully picked Melanie up in his arms. She buried her face in his shoulder, crying, as he carried her, like a bride again, toward the stairs.

Irene, Candice, and Shauna followed close behind, with Tyler and Kieran behind them, as Jay carried Melanie up the stairs and into Irene's bedroom. Jay gently laid Melanie down on Irene's bed, pulling the blanket over her as she trembled, still softly weeping.

"Boys, go wait in the hallway," instructed Jay. Kieran and Tyler nodded and walked out of the bedroom.

"Girls, stay with her," said Jay. "She is not to be left alone, understood?"

Irene, Candice, and Shauna nodded.

"Sis, when Mom and Dad get home, tell them what happened to Melanie."

"Got it." Irene sat down next to Melanie, stroking her hair.

"It's going to be all right," said Candice soothingly.

Jay walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Kieran and Tyler were waiting in the hallway.

The three boys looked at each other, and nodded in unison. Without a word, they walked down the stairs and out the door ...

* * * * *

ONE MONTH LATER ...

"Jay," said Candice impatiently, "When you're done molesting your sister, we need to talk."

Jay audibly grumbled at the interruption, but he did, reluctantly, let go of Irene. As usual, he shrugged off her complaints about his kissing technique.

"What's going on?" Jay asked Candice.

"Melanie's downstairs."

"Oh, good."

"Not so good. She brought some company."

"Oh, no," said Irene in dismay. "I thought we agreed ... "

"We did," said Candice. "But Melanie didn't have a choice. Her parents insisted that she look after her little brothers today."

"Should we call it off for today?" asked Jay.

Candice grimaced. "I think it's too late for that."

"You mean those boys already know?" asked Jay.

"Well," sighed Candice, "judging by the way Ben and Oliver were goggling at my body when they walked in here, I'm pretty sure they do."

"Terrific," muttered Irene.

"Anyway, I suggested calling it off for today," said Candice, "but Melanie insisted that we can go ahead."

"Do you really think we can trust Ben and Oliver to keep quiet about this?" asked Jay. "I mean, they're sweet kids and all, but you know how little kids can be - "

"Melanie seems sure that we can get the boys to keep our secret." Candice shrugged.

"Well, let's go downstairs and see what we can do," said Irene.

"Not just yet," said Jay. "First, both of you girls need to change."

"Silk robes?" asked Candice.

"That'll be fine," said Jay. He looked at his sister. "Irene?"

"Naked," said Irene at once.

"Candice?" Jay turned to his cousin.

Candice hesitated.

"Underwear," she said at last.

"All right," said Jay agreeably. "But I hope you'll at least consider getting naked once today."

"I'll ... think about it. I guess."

"I'll go change," said Irene.

"Want me to rub some lotion on your bottom?" offered Jay, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"I'll take care of it," said Irene, rolling her eyes.

"Suit yourself." Jay shrugged. He smiled as he turned to his cousin. "You know, Candice, I haven't spanked you in such a long time. Since yesterday, even."

Candice sighed.

"C'mon," urged Jay. He looked at Irene and said, "Admit it, Sis, you liked it, kind of, didn't you?"

Irene blushed.

"Well, yeah, I guess I did," she admitted.

"You mean it wasn't painful and embarrassing when your brother spanked you?" pressed Candice.

"Of course it was," said Irene. "But it was also kind of fun, maybe, just a little."

"I could tell you were ... excited ... by it," said Jay, giving Irene a meaningful look that made her blush even more intensely.

"This is so messed up," muttered Candice.

"Irene, you can go change," said Jay. He put a hand on his cousin's arm and said, "C'mon, Candice, one spanking and one good kiss before we go downstairs."

He leaned in close to her and said, "After all, you wouldn't want anybody to see those pictures that us boys took of you girls, would you?"

"Do you guys even still have those pictures?" asked Candice, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course not," said Jay. "We deleted them all weeks ago, maybe a day or two after this whole thing began, and we wiped our phones clean to make sure they were all gone."

Jay locked eyes with Candice.

"But you don't know that, do you?"

Candice sighed again.

"Okay," she said. "One spanking and one kiss."

Irene turned and headed for her bedroom. She glanced over her shoulder at Jay and Candice, heading into his bedroom, and giggled as she said, "You two have fun."

"Thanks a lot," grumbled Candice.

A short while later, Jay was waiting by the stairwell in his gray shirt and blue jeans, typical early autumn attire. Soon, Irene and Candice emerged from her bedroom, both girls in long silk robes.

Jay nodded approvingly as he looked the girls over, knowing that Irene was naked under her robe, Candice in bra and panties.

Both girls were wincing as they rubbed their bottoms, followed by wiping their mouths, Candice rather more pointedly than Irene.

"I know for sure you don't kiss Melanie that way," growled Candice.

Jay simply smiled. It was true, he didn't kiss Melanie the way he did Irene and Candice. Jay always enjoyed the naughty, forbidden pleasure of kissing his sister and cousin, and milked it for all it was worth by making their every kiss as passionate and forceful as he could.

Melanie, on the other hand, was his girlfriend now, and with her, things were ... different.

* * * * *

Melanie had been trying to keep her overeager younger brothers under control when Candice came back down the stairs, accompanied by Jay and Irene.

It was another typical day of their little clique hanging out in Jay and Melanie's home.

As usual, Melanie felt a lump in her throat when she saw Irene and Candice rubbing their bottoms and wiping their mouths. Even though she knew it was just part of their game, Melanie couldn't help feeling a twinge of jealousy that Jay was spanking - probably naked - and kissing the other girls. It was an effort to keep her voice from shaking when she greeted her boyfriend.

But, also as usual, any doubts or insecurities Melanie might have harbored were dispelled from her heart the moment that Jay took her in his arms and kissed her. Jay's kiss sent shivers throughout Melanie's body. It felt like her every fondest dream coming true.

Out of the corner of her eye, Melanie could see Irene watching them with a knowing smile playing on her lips.

Irene recognized perfectly well the way Melanie's body quivered when Jay held her close. It was exactly the same way Irene's body did in Kieran's embrace.

Melanie's closest friend could see, better than almost anyone, how Melanie felt when Jay kissed her, like a wave of love flowing from his heart into hers. Melanie always felt like she was melting into Jay's embrace, the same way Irene felt like she was melting into Kieran's.

Jay and Melanie eventually broke their kiss, mostly at Candice's impatient prodding. The couple tried their best not to show their annoyance at the girl's intrusion.

Holding Melanie close, Jay whispered in her ear, "You know there's nothing for you to worry about. It's just innocent affection when I'm with the other girls, and you know they're okay with it, or else they wouldn't be doing it ... It's only when I kiss you that I do it out of love."

Melanie blushed even more intensely than she already was.

After Shauna, Tyler and Kieran arrived, Jay, backed up by the other boys, prodded the girls into playing their game by making the usual threats to distribute the compromising pictures that the boys had taken of the girls the previous month ... Pictures that they all knew by now no longer existed.

Melanie, along with the other girls, played the game as they always did, pretending to be anxious and fearful of the (non-existent) consequences of not obeying the boys' commands.

* * * * *

"How are you, Candice?" asked Tyler.

"Okay, I guess."

Candice shivered a little, and not just from the cold, as she stood in the middle of the living room in just her lacy pink bra and panties. She could never quite understand how Irene, Melanie, and Shauna seemed so much more ease than her, when they were naked than when she was in her underwear.

"I'm a little nervous about all of the advanced classes I'm taking this year," said Candice. "I keep feeling like I've bitten off a little more than I can chew."

"Let us know if you need some help," said Tyler. "Kieran and I know some good tutors attending his university."

"Thanks," said Candice.

"Um, Candice - "

Candice giggled at Tyler's obvious nervousness.

"You don't have to ask, Tyler," she said. "It's the rules. You can just do it if you want to."

"I don't want to do it if you don't want me to."

"I appreciate that," said Candice sincerely. She paused, and then said, "Aw, what the heck."

Tyler's eyes widened when Candice pulled off her pink bra and panties, revealing the full beauty of her sexy body to him and the entire room. Candice wrapped her arms around Tyler, and let him kiss her on the mouth.

Out of the corner of her eye, Candice saw Shauna smiling at her reassuringly, but then dropping just a hint of a warning look, reminding Candice not to forget that Tyler was spoken for. Candice blushed and nodded back at her friend.

* * * * *

"Let me ask you something," said Melanie seriously. "If two 10-year-old boys told you that there was a group of teenaged girls getting naked in front of them, would you believe them?"

"She's got a point there," said Kieran.

"I've spoken to Ben and Oliver," said Jay. "They've promised not to tell anybody what's going on, and I think they're sincere."

"Fine," said Irene. "But you know how young boys can be. I'd still like some reassurance that they won't at least tell their friends."

Kieran tapped his lip thoughtfully.

"I've got an idea," he said.

* * * * *

"Can you believe this?" asked Ben in amazement.

"No, I can't," said Oliver, wide-eyed as he watched the four beautiful naked teenaged girls walking around the room, so casually, as if this was all perfectly normal for them.

"Hey, boys," said Kieran, walking over to them. "You having fun?"

"Oh, yeah!" said both boys at once.

"Good." Kieran sat down. "Listen, there's something you boys need to know. I'm sure that your sister has told you that we need to keep this all a secret. Nobody can know about this."

"We know," said Oliver.

"Yeah," said Ben.

"Good, because if word of this gets out, especially to our parents, they'll probably shut this whole thing down, which means that you boys won't ever get to see any of these girls naked ever again."

Ben and Oliver instantly froze.

"If anybody at all finds out," continued Kieran, "it could mean all of this will stop completely, and these girls won't be getting naked for any of us anymore. So ... You boys aren't going to tell anyone about this, right?"

"NO WAY!" said Ben and Oliver in unison.

"That's what I like to hear." Kieran turned and smiled at his friends, giving them a thumbs up.

* * * * *

"I hope everybody's hungry," said Jay, walking into the living room from the kitchen. "Lunch is almost ready."

"Do we have to be naked for lunch, too?" asked Candice.

Jay regarded her seriously.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do," he reminded her.

"I know," said Candice. She smiled as she said, "That ... makes it easier to want to."

"We really appreciate everything you girls do for us," said Tyler.

"You'd better," said Shauna.

"And we girls appreciate what you boys do for us, too," said Melanie meaningfully.

Everybody turned to look at Melanie.

"Melanie?" asked Jay. "Something going on?"

"That's kind of what I was wondering," said Melanie.

"What do you mean?" asked Kieran.

Melanie set down her drink, and picked up her purse.

"The other day," she said, "Chad Whitfield paid me a visit."

"Oh, God, he's harassing you again?" asked Irene.

"No, not at all," said Melanie. "Actually, he came to my house just long enough to give me a small packet, and then he took off running like something was chasing him. Inside the packet, I found these ... "

Melanie held up three photographs.

"This picture," she said, "of Chad tied to a flagpole, totally naked. This picture of him running down the street in just his underwear. And THIS picture ... "

Melanie put the last picture into the boys' hands.

" ... of Chad, with his head partly shaved, wearing nothing but a teen girl's nightie."

"Wow," said Tyler, blinking rapidly.

"Also," continued Melanie, holding up a card, "inside the packet was this lovely card, with a long, long written apology for everything he's ever done to me."

Melanie turned the card around and added, "And it ends with this very cryptic postscript ...

'NOW CALL OFF YOUR GOONS!!!'"

Melanie folded her arms. "Kieran. Tyler. Jay-Jay. You boys wouldn't happen to know anything about any of this, would you?"

In unison, Irene, Candice, and Shauna turned, slightly open-mouthed, to stare at Jay, Tyler, and Kieran, who were exchanging looks.

"Just for the record," said Tyler, holding up a finger, "we don't know why he was wearing a girl's nightie."

"That's what he was wearing when we found him," said Kieran.

"Yeah," confirmed Jay.

Irene, Candice, and Shauna turned to look at Melanie, who as standing, arms folded, gazing impassively at the boys.

"You guys could have gotten into a lot of trouble for what you did," she said sternly. "It was stupid, reckless, irresponsible ... "

Jay, Tyler, and Kieran looked at their feet.

Melanie lowered her arms.

"I love you guys so much," she said, her eyes welling up.

A second later, Melanie was throwing her arms around all of the boys in a hug, sobbing. In less than a minute, everybody in the room was embracing each other in one massive group hug.

Ben and Oliver didn't quite understand what was going on, but if it meant getting hugs from pretty naked girls, they weren't going to complain about it.