A Cool Stream on A Hot Day

By Aldric

This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

A Cool Stream on a Hot Day

“Sun’s getting hot already,” Travis said. “It’s going to be another scorcher again today.”

He and his best friend Hunter were sitting on the back porch of Travis’s house, bored with an entire day of heat and humidity and nothing much to do. Except that Hunter had an idea.

“Yeah, but how about we get suits on and head for the stream. It’s early enough that we should be able to swim for an hour before you-know-who shows up.”

Travis knew who Hunter referred to: Jason Coal. Jason had caught them there a few days ago and told them it was his private stream and they needed to leave and never come back. And because he was a Coal, cousin to the Biggs boys, they left. Jason was fourteen, a year older than Travis and Hunter, but he was also fifty pounds of muscle bigger than either of them. The Biggs brothers were twelve and thirteen and also big and strong.

“I don’t know,” Travis argued. “If he were to come out early it could mean days of hiding bruises from our parents. Not to mention the pain involved with getting the bruises.”

“You know those guys don’t even go into the house until after midnight. There’s no way they are up now; it’s only seven o’clock. But we would have to hurry. Besides, who can resist a cool stream on a hot day?”

“Okay, but remember, I thought it was a bad idea. Instead of you going home to get your suit, wear one of mine.” Hunter followed Travis into the house and waited in the kitchen while Travis went upstairs to the room he shared with his brother. He was back in a few minutes carrying his shorts and wearing a suit. He handed a second suit to Travis. “Change in the bathroom down here and let’s get going.”

A few minutes later the two boys, wearing shorts over their suits and a pullover shirt, headed out the back towards the Coal family farm. It wasn’t fair that the only swimming hole in town was on their property and the boys felt that shouldn’t give them the right to decide who could use it and who couldn’t.

There was a big bend with a deep pool near the back of the Coal property. The rest of the stream was shallow and rocky.

They swam for what they thought was an hour but in fact was closer to two hours and were just about to get out when they heard Jason Coal’s deep voice say, “I thought I told you two to stay out of here.”

Jason wasn’t alone. The Biggs, Arne and Duane, were with him, along were two of his friends, Kevin Hampstead and Steven Williams, who were both thirteen. Worse yet, Kevin’s fourteen-year-old sister Trisha was there, along with some of her friends: Alexi Sattler, Hope Banner, Joyce King, who were all thirteen, and Steve’s younger sister Cyndi who was twelve.

Five boys, all of them tough, and five girls. Ten to two. Bad odds.

“You know, I’ll bet they’re skinny dipping in there,” Arne Biggs said. “Look, here’s their shorts and shirts and shoes.”

“Naw, you’re an idiot,” Jason said. “They’re way too chicken to skinny dip. I’ll bet their wearing suits.”

“So, what’s the bet?” Duane Biggs asked.

“When they come out, if they have suits on, then we all take turns pounding on them until I’m sure they never trespass on Coal land again,” Jason suggested. He stood there with his arms folded staring at Travis and Hunter.

“And if they come out naked, then we’ll let them go find somewhere else to skinny dip, but we won’t hurt them,” said Arne.

The water was cloudy, so Travis and Hunter didn’t think Duane or Jason knew whether or not they were wearing suits. Clearly, they had a say in their outcome. They could slip the suits off and get away without a beating, but also without clothes. Or, take the beating. They quickly discussed their options. Travis wanted a beating more than being naked and Hunter had the opposite idea. It seemed hopeless and they were just about to agree to exit per their individual choice until Hunter said, “Besides, after beating on us, what makes you so sure they wouldn’t strip us anyway?” Travis suddenly changed his mind and after letting their suits sink to the bottom of the pond they walked out, hands over their groins, to the delight of the five girls.

“Looks like you won, Arne,” Jason said to his cousin. “You get to keep their clothes. But I won too. I don’t have to cut my knuckles up on their teeth. But there is just one little thing…”

“I know, I see it too,” Arne said. “The girls can’t see them too well. Boy’s I’m afraid you need to put your arms behind your heads and leave them there until the girls are done inspecting you. Otherwise, it just wouldn’t be fair to them.”

The only thing hiding their dick and balls were their hands, and neither boy moved his protection.

“What the hell?” Jason said. “I don’t like them defying you like that, maybe my knuckles will have to get cut up after all.”

“No cous, I got this,” Arne said. He looked at his younger brother and told him to get their shoe laces. Then he looked at Kevin and Steve and said, “Get them ready.”

Kevin and Steve knew what he planned and they each went to one of the boys and used superior strength to force Travis’s and Hunter’s arms behind their back, where Duane used the shoelaces to tie them.

“See cous?” Arne said. “There’s no reason to get cut up or worry about getting their blood on your clothes, like I said, I got it.” He walked over and picked up the shirts, shorts, and shoes laying on the ground and moved them over by the edge of the pond. “Let’s get cooled off,” he said. “You girls join us once you get bored. It looks like you’ll probably be bored in seconds. From what I see there is no way that they are thirteen, I think they just got pushed ahead into your grade. I think maybe they are only eleven, judging from the size of their dicks. And there isn’t much interest in looking at an eleven-year old’s junk.”

He and all the boys except Duane pulled off their shirts and got in the pond in shorts. Arne moved to watch the girls as they inspected the naked boys displayed in front of them.

Travis and Hunter both had erections and both had girl’s hands touching them, making them harder and bringing them closer to shooting. But the oldest, Trisha, warned them and told them what to watch for. “Touch them, stroke them, but if their toes curl, or they bend at the knees, stop. Don’t let them enjoy it.”

Each boy was brought right to the brink many times and then left frustrated when the girls stopped touching them. After a half hour they were begging the girls to keep going, to which the girls just laughed.

“I think they’ve had enough,” Trisha said. “Any more would bring them pleasure. Let’s go swimming.”

She pulled her top off right in front of the boys and let them get a glimpse of the top of her boobs. She laughed as their dicks jerked up and down begging for relief. Alexi, Hope, and Joyce did the same, but it was Cyndi who went one step further and turned her back to them and pulled down the back of her shorts, giving them a look at her butt. Then the five girls headed to the pond, laughing as they entered.

“Duane, escort them to the street and make sure they don’t untie their hands until they are on the blacktop,” Arne said to his brother.

“The way I tied them, it’s going to take them ten minutes for one of them to untie the other,” Duane responded. “By then it won’t matter. But I’ll go along just to make sure they get off the property.”

Once out of earshot of the other boys, Travis said, “Come on Duane, we’ve never done anything to you. Just let us go. We won’t come back.”

“You’re damn right you won’t come back,” Duane commanded. “But while you haven’t done anything to me, you can’t say the same for your brothers. And I think the only reason you don’t pick on me like you do them is because of my brother and Kevin. So, enjoy your walk home. Or run if you dare, but you’d better be sure you don’t trip.”

“Please Duane, just let us go,” Hunter pleaded. They were almost to the edge of the property; after that they’d be out in the open with no cover until they got home. “We’ll make it up to you.”

“What do you two turds have that I would want?” Duane asked. He felt his dick starting to straighten as he thought about what they could do for him. But he couldn’t, if they told them what he wanted then people might think he was gay. Even his brother and cousin might think so.

“Uh, we have money,” Travis offered. “We could pay you. How much do you want to just let us go?”

“Unless you have hundreds of dollars, forget about money.” Duane saw Travis struggling to get his hands free, but he wasn’t worried. He’s learned a few useful tools from scouting. Like lashing and knots, both of which he’d used when tying the boy’s hands. They were not getting free unless they could work together or get help from a third party.

“Come on Duane, there must be something you want,” Hunter pleaded. “We can’t go home like this. At least untie us first.”

“Getting home is your problem,” Duane explained. “And your own fault. But please continue to tell me what you have to offer. Besides, I figured you be more worried about your sisters. I hear you haven’t been very nice to them either.” Duane saw the reddening of the ears on both of them and loved it.

They were at the last of the cover when Duane stopped. “I’ll untie you on one condition,” he said.

“Name it.”

“I want the passwords to your media accounts.”

“Uh, why do you want that?” Hunter asked. “What will you do?”

“I’ll untie you. It’s a limited time offer. You’re still going home naked; nothing is going to change that. But think about the difference between running free and trying to get away from kids with your arms tied behind your backs.”

Travis and Hunter did think about it. They’d hardly thought about anything else since they left the stream. But to give Duane access to their accounts was dangerous. Untied, it would take them at least ten minutes to get home where they could change their passwords. With their hands tied behind their backs, it could take them as long as an hour to get home knowing their media was safe.

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Travis grunted. “But you have to untie us first. I don’t trust you to make a deal and then leave us like we are.”

“Oh, my feelings are hurt,” Duane joked. “You can trust me, but what the hell, I’ll untie one of you and then you both give the passwords. If you try to trick me, you’ll regret it.”

He untied Travis’ arms. Even where he could see and use both hands it took him two minutes to loosen the knots and begin unwrapping the shoe laces.

Once he was free, Travis gave the password. Hunter gave his right after that.

“I’m checking them, don’t start untying him until I see if you were lying,” Duane said. He was typing on his cell phone and then smiled. “Okay, so you were both honest. Have a nice trip home.” Duane turned and headed back towards the stream. He turned and saw that Travis was untying Hunter’s hands and not watching him. He veered off the path and hid at the end of the trees, right next to where the boys would have to come out to go home.

It took longer for Travis to free Hunter than it had taken for Duane to free him, but once both were untied, they moved quickly up to the houses that boarded the Coal property. Kids were out just up the road.

“We can’t wait here all day, it will only get worse as more time passes,” Travis noted.

Hunter agreed. “Walk until they spot us and then we run. It’s about a mile to home, so we need to pace ourselves for that.” With that the two boys began moving slowly forward.

They were on the curb of the street before the kids up the road spotted them. The kids were naturally curious to see two naked boys, but for the time being they remained at a distance, allowing Travis and Hunter to cover their groins and walk towards them.

What they didn’t see was Duane taking pictures of them from the back with the kids in front of them. When he had the perfect shots, he uploaded them to each of the boy’s accounts. Since it only showed the top half of their butts it might not get deleted. He captioned it, “Heading home after a swim in a cool stream on a hot day.”

As they got close to the other kids a boy who knew them asked, “What are you guys doing, streaking?”

“We were swimming and Hampstead and Biggs took our clothes,” Travis explained.

The group of kids ranged in age from ten to fourteen, seven boys and four girls. As they got closer, Hunter said softly, “I think it’s time to start running.” He and Travis both started a slow jog, moving around the group of kids.

“Naw, it ain’t going to be that easy, Williams,” the boy who knew them said. He and the others moved to cut them off. “Put your hands on your heads and walk slowly past us and then you two nudists can run.”

They had too far to go to have a confrontation here, so as much as they hated it, Travis and Hunter raised their hands, resulting in loud laughter from the non-naked kids. The girls came forward to get a good look and stayed with them until they passed between the boys. As soon as the boys were to their backs, Hunter and Travis lowered their hands and took off at a jog again.

“Shit, I’m going to be hearing that laughter in my dreams for years probably,” Hunter said.

“Let’s pick up the pace before more kids are out and about,” responded Travis.

Duane was almost back to the stream when he had an idea. There was no reason for him to do the work to torment Williams and Smith. He was in the same class as their brothers. And a quick call to a mutual friend got him Rick Smith’s phone number.

He dialed the number and heard suspicion and worry when Rick answered. “Don’t worry, I’m not calling to create a problem for you, instead I’ve got something you might want. Your brother and Travis Williams are out streaking, courtesy of me, and I figured you might want to see if they want to do it again a few times.” He told Rick a shorten version of what he had done and then gave Rick the account passwords for Hunter and Travis. “Just be careful what you post there; if you show too much their accounts will get deleted and then you’ve got nothing.”

Travis and Hunter went to Travis’ house because it was the closer of the two. They’d had a few more encounters with kids, maybe a dozen more who had seen them naked before they got there. Out of breath, tired, and embarrassed, they ran to the front door only to find it locked. That was strange, nobody in this neighborhood kept their doors locked during the day. They ran around back and found their brothers sitting on the back porch.

“You guys had better get some water and rest up, you might have a long day ahead of you,” Rick said to them. He was typing something on his cell phone.

Travis went to the back door, but it too was locked. “What the hell? Unlock the door, Tim!”

“Or you’ll do what?” his brother asked. “Tell Mom?”

“Come on, we’ll go to my house,” Hunter suggested.

“Yeah, that’s a good plan,” Rick laughed. “The girls are there. And I already called Tammy and told her to lock that house too.” Tammy was Travis’ eleven-year-old sister, and Hunter’s sister, Nicole, was there too. “Maybe you should take a look at this first.” He held his cell phone in front of Hunter.

Hunter recognized his page. The top showed a picture of him and Travis running with the first group of kids in the background. It showed about half of their butts, not enough to get it deleted but enough to show they were probably naked. It was captioned, “Heading home after a swim in a cool stream on a hot day.” Above it was a new entry. “House is locked; our clothes are back at the stream. Reward for anyone who gets us our clothes back.”

“Me and Tim are going to go and see if we can collect that reward before anyone else does,” Rick said as he pulled his phone away from his brother’s face. “Of course, you can break a window and get in that way and make up some lie about how the window got broke, but I’m sure you want control of your accounts again, so I’d advise you not to do that.”

He and Tim then got on their bikes and headed back to where Duane had said he was.

Hunter explained to Travis what Rick had showed him. “Duane gave our account info to our brothers, and I think we’re really screwed.”

“But we both have several friends who watch what we post. The next time they log on their going to see that and know that we’re out here naked. We have to do something.”

“I’m open to any suggestions,” Hunter said. “I think my brother was warning us that he’ll make it worse if we break in. I think he wants people to come and find us. Plus, he used the word ‘reward’ in the post and when he said they were leaving, meaning they’re going to expect something else from us in return for our clothes.”

“We can’t just stand here and wait for people to find us,” Travis objected. The desperation in his voice was obvious.

“Why not?” a girl’s voice said from the driveway. “After all, you’re telling the world that you both are nudists now. Let me see.”

It was Brandy Almondson. Both boys had gone through crushes on her, but she told them if either liked her as more than a friend it would end the friendship they had with each other, so they all agreed to just remain friends. However, it didn’t mean that Brandy wasn’t interested in seeing either of the boys naked. And there they were, both of them naked as the day they were born, standing twenty feet from her.

“You just entered it a few minutes ago,” she said, looking at her phone. “It says, “Good thing we’re nudists now.” She pretended to be reading it to mask that she was actually taking a picture of the boys, who in their total surprise hadn’t covered anything. As soon as she had the picture, she quickly called up Travis’ page and walked over to them.

Both boys quickly covered their exposed groins with their hands, totally unaware that the girl next door already had a picture of them. She showed Travis the entry.

“It’s on my page,” he said. “The time stamp shows about two minutes ago.”

“So you’re not nudists?” Brandy asked.

“Who’s not?” The voice belonged to Dodge Watson. His real name was Troy, but after success in dodgeball back in fourth grade everyone knew him as Dodge. He had come up behind Brandy, along with Carl Towers. He and Carl both laughed as they saw the two boys standing there naked, hands over their crotches, and with very fearful looks on their faces. “They look like nudists to me, just very shy ones.”

“Our brothers are blackmailing us,” Travis blurted out. “We’re not posting any of that stuff you’re seeing.”

“No shit,” said Carl. “But if you’re stupid enough to get caught by twelve-year-olds, I don’t have any sympathy for you. We mostly wanted to find out who was really posting this stuff and what they planned for the future.”

“We didn’t get caught by them,” Hunter said. “It was Duane Biggs, and he gave us over to our brothers.”

“Still another twelve-year-old, although I could see having some respect for him considering his brother and cousin,” Dodge noted. “So, what’s this reward you’ll give for recovering your clothes? And where by the stream are they?”

“Our brothers rode off on their bikes to get them,” Travis said. “Can you get us some of your clothes? Please?”

Dodge looked at Carl and they both smiled. “Well, maybe we’ll consider that. First you have to show that you really are nudists and put your hands to your sides. I’m sure Brandy didn’t come here to see the back of your hands.”

The hope for clothing was greater than the shame for letting Brandy see them. Both boys slowly moved their hands to their sides. Each of them had a boner.

“Uhm, guys, you’re going into eighth grade next fall, so how come you both look like you should be in fifth grade?” Dodge asked with a sly smile. “No wonder Brandy never wanted to go with either of you, she probably already knew how immature you both were.”

“Okay, you guys have had your fun, now get out of here,” Brandy said. She really did enjoy the view and having never seen a peer boy naked before, she didn’t know if Travis or Hunter were small or not, and it didn’t matter to her either way. She’d be seeing this sight in her dreams and she only wished there was some way she could get a second picture of them now that they both had erections.

“You said you’d get us clothes if we did it,” Hunter pleaded, praying to get something, anything, to wear. He moved his hands to push his erection back down and hide it, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Travis was doing the same.

“I said we’d consider it,” Dodge said. “But you both got boners and now you’re covering up again. I think that belies the idea that you are nudists. But you could still prove it to us. If you were to go around the block with your hands to your sides, I promise we will get you clothes to wear.”

“And if you don’t, I’m going to send a text to everyone I know that you two are locked out of the house naked,” Carl added. “You’ll have plenty of company after that and who knows, maybe one or two of them will give you some clothes.”

“Come on guys, we’re friends,” Hunter implored. “The only reason you know about this is because you can see anything posted on our accounts. But if you spread the word outside of that…”

“Then a lot more people will know,” Carl nodded. “Yeah, we’re friends, but I’ll bet if the tables were turned that you’d do the same to us.”

“No way, not to friends we wouldn’t,” Travis said. But he knew that was a lie. Neither he nor Hunter would put someone they liked above major humiliation.

“Well, I guess we’ll never know, because there is no way we’re stupid enough to be caught like you two.” Carl pulled out his phone. “Let’s see, there’s Dawn, Gwyn, Ivory…”

Travis had had enough. He needed clothes before everyone in town was at their doorstep laughing at them.

“Okay, we’ll do it, please don’t tell anyone else.” He and Hunter took off at a jog while still trying to keep their boners hidden under their hands.

“Come on Carl, let’s go get the clothes I promised them,” Dodge said. “I have just the thing in mind. We can easily be back before they are.” He and Carl got on their bikes and hurried to Dodge’s house.

Once again, several kids saw Travis and Hunter, but again, none interfered except to laugh. By the time they got all the way around and back, Dodge and Carl had returned. “Here’s the clothing I promised you,” Dodge said. He threw two hand towels and two belts on the ground and then he and Jason rode off laughing.

While the boys were going around the block, Brandy had practiced leaving the top of her cell phone above her pocket with the camera ready. All she had to do was hope it was aimed properly and press the button to take a picture. She took dozens of pictures until she was sure about the aiming. And as the boys picked up the stuff left by Carl and Dodge, she’d managed to get a picture of both of them with their erections on display.

“A towel and a belt?” Hunter questioned. “What the hell are we supposed to do with these?”

“The only thing we can do,” Travis answered. “Like this.” He put the belt around his waist and then pulled the front of the hand towel under the front of the belt. Then he pulled the rest of the towel between his legs and under the belt in the back. He had to push his dick straight up against his belly in order for the towel to reach, and when he was done there was still a gap along each side, but it was better than being naked.

Hunter looked at him and did the same. It took just as much squeezing before he was able to get his on as well. He no more than got the towel under the front and back of the belt when his brother and Tim came back. The saddle packs on their bikes were clearly no longer empty, so Hunter hoped they had their clothes.

“Where’d you get those?” Rick asked.

“And what the hell are you planning to do, play cowboys and Indians?” Tim added.

“Dodge Watson got them for us,” Hunter said.

“Dodge Watson?” Rick asked. “And he thought he was helping you?”

“Dodge didn’t just ‘give’ them, the boys earned them by running around the block naked,” Brandy said. “He also said their dicks were small for their age. Was that true?”

Rick didn’t think so, both of their brothers had bigger dicks than he did, but it wouldn’t hurt to lie a little to embarrass them more. “Yeah, it sure is, Tim and I had dicks that size last year.”

“Hey, I’ve got an idea,” Tim said. “If they want to pretend their Indians, maybe Tammy and Nicole could put some war paint on them!”

“That’s a great idea,” Rick said. He looked at Travis and Hunter. “Let’s go to my house. The girls are there.”

Travis and Hunter stood still. Their sisters were both eleven, and both had made attempts to see their older brothers naked by walking in their room when they thought they were changing or into the bathroom. So far, by luck alone (and threats of punishment from parents) they hadn’t seen anything, but with nothing on except a towel that would quickly change.

Rick saw them standing there and said, “You know, you don’t have any protection down there. A quick kick to the balls would incapacitate you guys long enough for us to tie your hands behind your back again. We aren’t as good as Duane, but we’re good enough. So, either head to my house like you are now or we’ll force you to go dressed a little differently.”

Rick and Tim had discussed what to do with their brothers. They were reluctant to having them naked in public much longer. An adult would eventually see it or hear about it and call their parents. But he was happy to see the threat was enough as both boys looked down at the ground and started towards his house. Brandy followed along behind.

Oddly enough, they got more attention and teasing from neighborhood kids wearing the belts and towels then they did when they were naked. And the girls especially loved being able to look from the side where they could pretty much see everything. Tim and Rick twice had to stop girls from pulling the towels away. Fortunately, it was a short trip.

Tammy and Nicole were surprised when their brothers, the older two naked, came up the drive with an older girl following along behind.

“What’s going on?” Tammy asked.

“They wanted to dress up as Indians, but they need some war paint,” Rick said. “You two can put it on them if you want.”

But Tim saw the need to add a little protection. “But do it in the back yard, and this isn’t something you tell Mom or Dad about.”

His sister, Tammy, was wiser than that. “They didn’t decide to walk over here dressed like that; you guys somehow made them do it. Right?”

“Yeah, they did something they shouldn’t have, and this is their punishment,” Tim said. “Use water-based paints so it washes off. And you can have some fun painting them as long as you promise not to say anything.”

Both girls were good with that and the seven of them headed to the backyard, which was mostly closed in. Nicole noticed that she could see her brother’s stuff through the sides of the towel, but she wanted a better look. “Can we take their towels off and paint them under there too?” she asked, trying to sound innocent.

“No Rick, please,” Hunter begged.

“Yeah, sure,” Rick told Nicole. “Paint them anywhere, as long as you use washable paints.” To his brother and Travis, he said, “Let them. Keep your hands away and don’t try to make it difficult for them. The sooner they get done the sooner you get to go on the warpath. And we need to be back here in time for you to get cleaned and dressed, so don’t waste any time.”

“Since they’re going to get dressed again before mom gets home, can we use permanent markers on them down here?” Tammy pointed to Travis’ groin. Tim and Rick thought that would be a great idea.

For the first time ever, Tammy and Nicole got to see not only their oldest brother naked but his best friend as well. They had learned about boys and erections and stuff in school, but they still had questions. Tim and Rick ordered their brothers to answer any and all questions the girls had.

The boys couldn’t hold still as their sisters started coloring their dicks and balls with the markers, and suddenly Travis arched his back and shot three streams of stuff from his dick. Brandy was lucky, she had just readied the camera for a picture anyway and luckily got it as he erupted.

This prompted several more questions from the girls, who then, armed with information, both worked together on Hunter until they made him repeat what Travis had done. By the time the girls were done working on the boy’s groins, each boy had cum three more times.

The girls then moved on to faces and nipples using washable markers while their brother’s wished they could just die. Brandy had taken several very good pictures and felt the need to go home and take care of her own needs, so without saying goodbye she wandered off and headed home.

Once the application of the ‘war paint’ was completed, Travis and Hunter were allowed to put their belts and towels on again. After the manipulations of the girls, their dicks had gone soft, allowing them to pull the towels a little tighter and greatly reducing what could be seen from the side.

While the girls had worked on their brothers, Tim had come up with an idea that he and Rick had discussed. Now that their brothers were ‘dressed’ again, he gave the choice to them. “Okay, for the rest of the afternoon we can do this in one of two ways. We’ll let you two decide which one. First, you wild and dangerous Indians can go as our prisoners, which means we’ll tie your hands behind your backs again, or we can make a slight modification to your ‘loin cloths,’ which simply means we’ll cut them in half.”

“So, all we’ll have is a piece of cloth blowing in the wind,” Hunter sighed. “Not me.”

“Hold on a second,” Travis said. “If we choose being prisoners, where are you taking us?”

“Today is Irma Tower’s birthday,” Tim answered. “She turns thirteen. We’re invited, along with about twenty other kids our age and a few older. I’m sure there will be several who will want to see the most dangerous Indians in town incapacitated and unable to resist any punishment they may order, which could mean you take Irma’s birthday spanking for her.”

“Cut the cloth,” Hunter said. “I’ve changed my mind.” Travis agreed with him.

“Now what?” Travis asked, once the towels had been cut in half.

“Well, that’s up to you two,” Tim said. “You can go back to where this nightmare started. Don’t worry, they promised us you won’t be hurt, but you also won’t escape without some kind of punishment.”

“We think they’ll send you home naked and bound again,” Rick offered.

“Or, you can go around the block a couple of times, and then do something for us that we will really enjoy. Something best done away from our sisters.” As they talked, he and Rick had been leading their brothers to the front porch, away from the girls, who were still giggling over what they had done.

“You want us to suck you,” Travis said.

“Well, now that you’ve offered,” his brother said as he blushed. “Private, nobody but the four of us. You each do your brother once and then switch to the other. So yeah, twice. And then we’re done. We’ll give you your clothes, unlock the house, and promise no additional blackmail. Nobody but us will ever know you did it.”

“I don’t know,” Hunter said, thinking about how awful it would be to do that to his younger brother.

“Just so you know, we got the idea from Duane,” Tim explained. “I think you’ll be doing it for Duane and maybe his cousin and brother too. Or maybe a friend of his. We really don’t know, but Duane was pretty clear on what his terms for release would be if you went there again.”

“And you have to choose one or the other or we’ll call him and they’ll come and get you,” Rick said. “Sorry, but that’s the reward we want for getting your clothes.”

“Do we trust them?” Travis asked Hunter.

“Hell no!” Hunter answered. “But we also don’t take the chance that they are telling the truth. I don’t want to even think about doing it with Duane, let alone Kevin, Arne, and Jason. Do you agree we do our brothers?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Travis said. “As much as it will … uh, suck, it’s better than taking a chance on going back on Hampstead property.”

“In that case, we’ll skip the trips around the block and just go to your house,” Rick said. But we leave our bikes with your clothes here and the house stays locked until you’re done.”

“So, you want us to do it in the backyard? Is that a good idea?”

“We were thinking about the garage,” Tim said. “We lock the door to the house and open the garage door. And I can see your mind working,” he said to his brother. “We’ll lock my house key inside the house so you don’t just overpower us and take it. Once you’re done, we leave you in the garage and come back here and get Tammy’s key, then come back and let you in.”

“And meanwhile we’re stuck either in the garage or outside while you guys run off and laugh over how we explain it to Mom when she gets home,” Travis said. “I don’t like it. How about you let us in the garage and we just promise not to take the key from you.”

“We don’t trust you any more than you trust us,” Rick said. “I guess you’ll be going back to have another swim in a cool stream on a hot day.”

“We’ve got no choice dude,” Hunter said to Travis. “Going to the stream is a sure loss. It isn’t a sure thing that our brothers will leave us hanging. I say we trust them and get it done.”

Travis couldn’t come up with an argument to counter Hunter’s statement, nor did he have a better plan, so he agreed.

“Then let’s go,” Rick said. “We promise, we’ll come straight back here, get the key, and then ride straight back to your house and let you inside. No blackmail, no further dares, it will end there.”

As they left for the Williams’ house, they never noticed the girls were not in the backyard. The girls had sensed the boys had moved away from them to tell secrets, so they went into the house and stood behind the front door and heard the entire plan.

Knowing they would need a couple of friends to help, Tammy and Nicole had made a quick stop at the Bradford house where they easily convinced Audrey and Clair to join them. Audrey was the same age as them, eleven, and her sister was a year older and very interested in seeing either Tim or Rick naked.

The boys were already in the garage when the girls silently entered the house through the front door. They stood by the door to the garage listening until they were sure it was happening. Each of the four girls had an assignment as soon as they opened the door and each was ready. Tammy put her hand on the knob and softly counted down from three before turning the knob and swinging the door open.

Their timing was perfect. Tim and Rick were standing with their pants and underpants around their ankles. Their brothers were kneeling in front of them with their faces in their brother’s groin. When the door opened, they quickly got up.

Audrey and Clair ran to the shocked twelve-year-old boys and snatched their pants and underpants, pulling them over the boy’s shoes and off and then tossing them to Nicole, who tossed them into the house before pulling the door closed. Tammy put the garage control on the vacation setting. It took seconds, and then there were two boys in home-made loin clothes and two in shirts. At that point the girls teamed up to force the shirts off of Tim and Rick.

“Outside and around back,” Tammy ordered.

The four boys were too shocked to disobey, and once all of them were out of the garage she used the outside controller to close the door. With the opening set on vacation, it would no longer open from outside the garage. But another part of the plan involved one more step. She removed the battery from the outside controller.

Next, she picked up the shirts that they had dropped on the ground and went in through the front door and gathered all the clothes up and put them in neat piles in the front room. She then made sure all the doors were locked except for the door to the garage, which she unlocked, and joined the rest of the group outside.

“Hands behind your heads,” she said to Tim and Rick, who were covering their groins. When neither boy moved, she added, “I’ve got a bunch of short zip ties and I’ll lock your thumbs together if you don’t. Then you’ll really be trapped and at our mercy.”

Tim and Rick guessed the four girls could probably accomplish that and slowly moved their hands to behind their heads. They exposed their erections, which were jerking up and down.

“Wow!” Nicole said. “We did it. Your plan worked perfectly!”

“What do you want with us?” Rick asked, his voice breaking with fear and embarrassment.

“Well, mostly we just wanted to see you,” Nicole said. “But I think we’d also like to see what your brothers were doing, so let’s start with that.”

“No way in hell!” Hunter yelled. Giving his brother a blow job was embarrassing enough. Doing it in front of his younger sister and her friends was too much.

“Look, here’s the deal,” Tammy said. “You’re locked out of the house. Your clothes are inside. Your mother will be home within the hour. This will be your only warning. If you do everything that we tell you to do, then when we leave, we’ll leave the battery to the outside opener with you. The door to the house from the garage is now unlocked. In other words, do what we say and maybe you’ll be inside before Mrs. Williams gets home.”

“And besides, I’m sure there are many other girls who would like to see the four of you naked,” Nicole added. “If you delay or refuse, we’ll have to start calling them.”

All four of the boys were reluctant, but given the options the older brother’s, led first by Travis, knelt down in front of their younger brothers and resumed what they had been doing a few minutes ago inside the garage.

Because of the fear factor and with four girls watching, it took longer, but eventually Tim and Rick’s dicks responded to the warmth and stimulation and they both had their climax within seconds of each other.

The girls were delighted. “Do they make that sperm stuff?” Clair asked. Both of the older boys blushed even more deeply as they confirmed that their brothers did but spitting out their brother’s pearl jam.

“Now Tim and Rick, you two return the favor to your brothers,” Tammy said.

“No way,” Tim began, but Rick cut him off.

“We have to if we want that battery back!” Tim didn’t like it, but he knew Rick was right. As their older brothers removed the towels, they knelt in front of them and with total disgust began sucking.

It had been a long day and each of the boys had wanted a chance to jack off several times, so it only took minutes for their brothers to get them hard and then to make them cum. Rick and Tim spit out the evidence just as their brothers had done.

Tammy and Nicole had seen all they had ever hoped for, but they gave their friends a chance to do more. Audrey had no other plans, but her sister did.

“I’d like to see them do it to themselves. That ‘beat off’ thing that I’ve heard about.”

Again, the fear of more girls being called and being outside naked when the Williams’ mother got home convinced the four horribly embarrassed boys to do what Audrey wanted to see. Because each had just cum, it took more time and effort. Twice when Hunter was just about there, he thought about the girls watching him closely and lost ‘the feeling’. But eventually even he gave into the hand jerks and managed to shoot again.

“Okay, thanks for the show,” Tammy said. “My mom should be home any minute now, so we’ve got to get going.” She grabbed the two towels that Travis and Hunter had been wearing. She looked at the boys and said, “Oh, and we weren’t here. We have air-tight alibies and everyone at Irma Tower’s birthday party will swear we were there all afternoon, so don’t bother telling Mom that we had anything to do with this.” It was a lie; they hadn’t even gone to the party yet. Maybe when they got there some of the kids would lie for them if necessary, but Tammy figured if the boys thought the alibi was good, they’d not blame the girls. “Here’s the battery, just as I promised.”

Before leaving, she took the two towels and went into the front door and added them to Travis and Hunter’s clothing pile.

The four boys were relieved to see the four girls get on bikes and ride off.

“You need to put this back in,” Tim said to Travis as he handed him the battery.

“Why me? Why should I have to go out front?”

“Because this is all your fault,” his brother said. “Because of you and Hunter, Rick and I are completely naked!”

“I’ll do it,” Rick said. When Tim looked at him, he explained. “I don’t want your brother to get inside and only let Hunter in while leaving us locked out here naked. So, I’ll do it.”

“We’ll do it together,” Rick said, not trusting his brother to do the same thing to him and Tim. The four of them started around the side of the house.

They waited until a couple of kids on bikes rode past and then ran to the front of the garage. Working as fast as he could, Travis got the battery in and quickly entered the code. Nothing happened. He tried the code again, slower this time to make sure he entered it correctly, but it still didn’t open.

“You probably put the battery in wrong,” Tim said. “Let me do it.”

Travis stepped aside to let his brother try. Tim took the cover off but saw the battery was in the right direction. He pushed on it to make sure the connection was tight and then tried the code. The door still refused to open.

“We’ve been had,” Travis said. “I’ll bet she put it on vacation. There is nothing we can do from out here to open it.”

“Then let’s go around back and break a window or something,” Hunter said. “Your mom should be home any minute now.”

As if on cue they heard the car pull in the driveway. They turned and saw Mrs. Williams pressing the button on her visor remote repeatedly.

Travis came to his senses first. “Let’s get out of here,” he said and began running to the backyard, followed by the other three. They had only gotten to the side of the house before his mom yelled “Freeze!” at them.

“Why won’t the garage door open?” she yelled as she approached. “And why are the four of you outside naked? You guys aren’t five years old anymore!”

“Tammy and Nicole and two of their friends tricked us,” Travis began without thinking. “They must have pushed the vacation button inside the garage.”

“And the ‘war paint?” she asked. Travis and Hunter had forgotten what their sisters had done to them. “Was it fun to paint your privates like that?” The boys realized that she could see everything and they quickly used their hands to cover up.

“I don’t believe a word of it, she stated. “Go around back. I’ll let you in after I go through the front door.” She watched the four boys hurry to the backyard and used her key to go in the front door.

The first thing she saw was the four piles of clothes neatly stacked in the front room. The older two boys also each had a towel on top of their pile. She pulled out her phone and called Tammy.

“Hey Mom,” her daughter answered.

“I came home and found your brothers, and Hunter and Rick, naked. Travis said you had something to do with it.”

“Me? No way, but I kind of wished I’d been home to see it. No, me and Nicole are at Audrey Bradford’s birthday party. You can call her mom and ask. We’ve been here for hours.”

She couldn’t imagine any way that the two younger girls could have possibly made their four older brothers get naked. And she knew about the birthday party. “No, not necessary. Enjoy the party, I’m going to get to the bottom of this.” She said goodbye and hung up. She could hear the boys just on the outside of the sliding glass door in the back. She decided that she needed a drink first, and didn’t mind that the boys watched her pour one and sit at the table while they waited outside naked. It was then that she noticed that Travis and Hunter had belts on. Suddenly, she had an idea of what the towels were for. But she still was in the dark regarding what game they were playing.

She pulled out her phone and went to Travis’ media page. Shocked to see what he’d posted there; she called Carol Smith and told Hunter’s mom what she had found and what she intended to do with her boys. Once Carol looked at Hunter’s media page, she was quickly on board.

She finished her drink and went out the front door and around back.

“Travis and Tim, you can just stay out here until your father gets home. And Hunter and Rick, I called your mother. You can go home or stay here, but I think you’ll find out that your house is also locked.”

She ignored their pleas and questions and went back out front. Then back inside, where she closed the drapes over the sliding glass door and made two more drinks. The doorbell rang, and after making sure it wasn’t the boys, she unlocked it and let Carol inside.

“They are on the back porch,” she said.

Carol pulled the drapes apart and saw her two boys naked and scared. She released the drapes and took the offered drink.

“Any idea what the hell they were doing? The two older ones running naked through the streets is kind of strange, even for them.”

“Travis told me their sisters made them do it. I called Tammy, and she said that she and Nicole were at Audrey Bradford’s birthday party. She said I could call Dorthy Bradford to confirm it, but I didn’t bother. She also said she was sorry she missed seeing them. Since I couldn’t think of any possible way the two of them could have gotten any of their brother’s naked, let alone all four of them, I believe her.”

While their mothers talked inside, the four boys were still outside and naked. They discussed what to say, and agreed that getting Tim and Rick in trouble was not going to help. Blaming their sisters had apparently already failed. “We have to tell the truth,” Travis stated. “It was the Briggs’ brothers and their cousin, Jason Coal.”

They had no more than agreed when their mothers came around outside.

“Okay,” Travis and Tim’s mother began. “I called your sisters. They are at a birthday party, and have been for most of the day. Do you want me to call Mrs. Bradford and confirm that, or do you want to tell us the truth about why the four of you are outside naked?”

“It was Arne and Duane Briggs and Jason Coal, and some of their friends,” Travis began. “We were swimming in the creek and they caught us and made us strip and come home naked.”

“And the markings on your face and below?” Mrs. Smith asked. “They did that to you? Why just to you and Hunter and not to your brothers?”

“Uh, we agreed to give up our suits,” Rick answered, giving the version that they had agreed to. “Travis and Hunter didn’t. The other boys then took theirs and allowed some girls who were there to paint them like Indians. They tied their hands behind their backs and told us not to untie them until we got home.”

“I see,” Mrs. Williams said. “So, Tammy and Nicole had nothing to do with it? Did they even see any of you?”

“No, that was a lie,” Travis said. “I was ashamed that I couldn’t stop it from happening.”

“And where are your clothes now?”

“I guess the Briggs boys have them. Or they hid them somewhere so we couldn’t prove it was them.” Travis hoped that his mother was believing this.

“And when you got here, the house was locked up?”

“Yeah, so we were trapped.”

“Why not go to my house?” Mrs. Smith asked. “You’d already walked all through town naked. We’re only a few doors that way.” She pointed in the direction.

The boys hadn’t thought this through far enough, and as they tried to think up an answer to the question, Travis’ mom spoke.

“Were any of you skinny dipping? Or did all four of you have suits on?”

“We all had suits,” Tim stated, trying to sound confident. He knew that his mother wasn’t believing the story they were telling, but they were trapped now.

“How did your clothes get inside the house if it was locked up tight,” she asked. “And why do the stacks of Travis and Hunter’s clothing have wet swimming suits, but those belonging to you and Rick don’t. And why are Travis and Hunter wearing belts?”

The boys hadn’t thought about where the clothes were. They didn’t even attempt to answer.

“Here is what is going to happen,” Mrs. Smith began. “Hunter, you and Rick are going home with me. You will both remain naked until you tell the truth. And you are not to cover up at any time. Each time you do, you’ll spend another day naked. That means that your sisters are going to see you. You will use your room for sleeping only, the rest of the time will be spent in the living room or kitchen. Bathing and using the toilet will be done with the door open. Your sister can watch if she wants.”

“Same for you two,” Travis’ mom said to him and Tim. “No covering. Each time you do, add a day after you tell the truth. And the two of you won’t be allowed to talk to Hunter or Rick, so your stories had better match. Don’t say a word. The front door is unlocked. Travis, clean those ridiculous markings off your body. Go!”

“And you two, go home. Same deal. If I find out that you even attempted to call Travis or Tim, I’ll have your father paddle the both of you. Get going.”

With their mothers right behind them, they didn’t dare try and say anything. As they reached the front yard, they saw their sisters approaching.

“Stop, stand there and let the girls get a look at the four of you,” Mrs. Smith ordered.

All four boys immediately covered up.

“That didn’t take long,” Mrs. Williams laughed. “Even if you tell the truth, you’ll still be naked all day tomorrow. Hands behind your backs, all four of you.”

The boys reluctantly moved their hands, letting their sisters see them naked once again.

“Mom, we didn’t do anything to them,” Tammy said as she and Nicole approached, surprised that their brothers were all naked and out front with their mothers right behind them.

“We know,” her mom proclaimed. “They are going to be naked until they decide to tell us the truth. And they are not allowed to cover up, so if you see them do it, let us know.”

“Can I have friends over?” Nicole asked her mom.

“I have to call the mother of anyone you want to invite and make sure it is okay. Under no circumstances are you to let any girl inside without my permission. And I’ll have to be home.”

“Same for you, Tammy,” Mrs. Williams stated.

“What if their friends come over?” Tammy asked.

The two mothers looked at each other. “I think for tomorrow, nobody comes in unless we’re home. Hopefully, this will end by then.”

That handled, the Smiths’ headed for home as the Williams’ entered the house.

Once inside their respective houses, Travis and Hunter went to the bathroom to wash off the paint the girls had put on them. Once their sisters knew the rules, they followed to watch.

They were able to clean their faces, but the permanent markers used on their dick and balls wasn’t coming off. And both boys got hard trying.

“Can you leave for a minute?” Travis asked Tammy politely.

“No. If you want to play with yourself, you’ll have to do it with me watching. I want you to leave your bedroom door open, and don’t try to do it under the covers. If I find any evidence that you did it without me being present, I’ll tell Mom.”

Just then her cell phone rang. She answered it, and when she saw it was Nicole, she put it on speaker.

“I’m watching Hunter stroke his penis,” Nicole said. “He got hard trying to wash the permanent marker off.”

“Same with Travis,” Tammy laughed. “I told him he isn’t allowed to do it unless I watch.”

“What a wonderful idea,” Nicole laughed. “You heard that, right Hunter? Same for you. You can only do that if I’m watching.”

That night, Tim gave a truthful version of the accounts, including that he and Rick had made Travis and Hunter give them oral sex. But that the girls had made he and Rick provide oral sex in return. When his mom pointed out that the girls were at the party, he shook his head.

“I know they told you that. They said they’d get a bunch of girls to say there were there. But it is a lie. They didn’t leave until we were locked outside naked by them.”

His mom called Rick’s mom, who said that Rick gave a totally different account of what happened, and that he hadn’t mentioned anyone getting or giving oral sex. Another day was added to each of the younger boys.

The older boys had also told different accounts of how the clothes ended up in the house, so they also had a day added.

The days grew to three rather rapidly. By then, all four boys were claiming the girls were lying, and both mothers were beginning to wonder if that was really the truth.

But Nicole overheard her mother and Mrs. Williams discussing that very topic, and she called Tammy.

“I think we need to tell each boy what to say,” she began. “Our mothers are starting to doubt that we were at the birthday party. The accounts should differ a bit, but be similar enough to sound like they agreed.”

Tammy agreed, but added one caveat that Nicole reluctantly agreed to. They came up with stories for each boy. Then they told the boys the price for them to be able to end the nudity. Once all four agreed, they were given what to say. It would require more humiliation, and something that Travis and Hunter really didn’t want to do, but they couldn’t win without submitting to the girls’ request.

“I think the truth might have come out at last,” Mrs. Smith said over the phone. “At least, Hunter and Rick’s versions are almost identical. The differences are minor.” She said what the boys had told her.

“My two haven’t said anything like that,” Mrs. Williams responded. “In fact, they haven’t had much to say about it at all now. Let me tell them that your two have given an account that matches the evidence and see what they say.”

Once they heard what Tammy said would be their cue for telling the stories she had given them, they admitted very similar statements.

“I think we have a match, and I agree, it checks all the boxes. A stupid bet, a more foolish price, and then accidently getting caught by Brandy Almondson. I called her and she did admit that she saw them naked, and that Travis and Hunter had lost some kind of stupid bet, but she didn’t admit to making Tim and Rick strip naked and locking their clothes in my house. But I can understand her lying about it. After all, she’d be in big trouble. I think we can safely let her enjoy what she did and agree that the boys have finally told us the truth.”

The boys still had two more days of nudity due to mismatching lies told earlier, but once that was done, they were told they were finally done with the punishment.

Once all four boys were together, their sisters ordered them to pay the price.

“Remember, Brandy lied to make it believable, but someone can give proof that Brandy is lying, and that will have the four of you naked again. Are you going to meet our demand, or try to back out of the deal?”

The boys hated it, but they had already agreed to pay up. Without help from the girls, they were never going to get out of indoor nudity.

It started the next morning, when all four boys had to submit to having their sisters apply a chemical to remove all of their pubic hair. Once that was done, the older two had to call Brandy Almondson and thank her for lying to help them. “We’ll do anything you want in return,” They were forced to say.

While they were on the phone, Tim and Rick had to call two girls from their grade. Girls who had not seen them naked. They explained that they owed their sisters a big favor, and that the girls they called were it. “For an hour, we’ll do anything you ask. And getting naked for you is expected.”

Now hairless from the neck down, it was horrible when Travis and Hunter went to Brandy’s house. She invited them in, and they were somewhat surprised to find three more girls their age who had not seen them naked. Knowing their sisters would check and make sure that they did everything the girls wanted, they quickly followed the first order, to get naked.

“I thought boys would have hair by the time they became teenagers,” Gracy Garcia stated.

“They did, a few days ago when I saw them,” Brandy responded. “What happened to it?”

“Our sisters used a chemical on us to remove it,” Hunter answered, feeling his cheeks heat up.

“So, your little sisters have seen you naked?” Mia Fisher laughed. “They are only eleven, aren’t they?”

The boys had to admit it. Then Ella Gruber noticed that their balls were covered in magic marker and asked about that.

“Our sisters again,” Travis sighed. “We had this stupid idea to go swimming in the Brigg’s creak and got caught. They sent us home naked, and in order to get in the house, our sisters made all kinds of demands. Satisfying you is part of that.”

“Before you ask, we aren’t supposed to say what exactly we did, or who knows. Our mothers found out parts of it, and we lied. Our sisters are worried that word of this will get back to our mom’s. So have fun, but don’t ask about what else we’ve done. We can’t tell you or our sisters will punish us more. Oh, and no pictures. If we see any of you using a cell phone, we’re supposed to leave and tell Tammy and Nicole.”

“Yeah, they told me the same thing,” Brandy admitted. “I made sure the girls I invited left their phones at home. Otherwise, it would just be too tempting.” She knew that nobody knew she already had pictures of the boys.

It pretty much came down to the girls wanting to touch parts of boys they’d never seen except in drawings, and then watching the boys jack off. Other than it was three more girls their age, it was embarrassing, but not as horrible as they thought it might be.

An almost identical morning was being spent by Tim and Rick. It turned out that the girls they called had each brought two other girls over, so they were facing six twelve-year-old peer girls.

“If you want, you can strip us naked,” Travis said. “If not, we’ll….”

He didn’t get to finish. The girls rushed forward, eager to strip a boy their age. Once they’d felt the boys everywhere, they ordered the boys to begin stroking their dicks.

It was over. Even their sisters said they’d done good, completing the assigned tasks without arguing. They were allowed to dress, but none felt like being outside. Too many kids had seen them naked. It took weeks before their pubes began to grow back, and when they did, it itched like hell for a few days.

None of them wanted to venture outdoors, but eventually it got too hard to spend the beautiful summer days inside. Since it hadn’t been as bad for Tim and Rick, they returned to outside the house first. It took another week before Travis and Hunter ventured out as well.

Once they were out interacting with other kids, lots of kids claimed to have seen Travis and Hunter naked. Far more than who actually had. There were plenty of rumors, and many kids had seen the pictures and postings on Travis and Hunter’s media accounts, but once they were given the new passwords, the boys quickly deleted the posts others had made.

They longed for an escape from the summer heat by making use of a cool stream, but defying the Briggs clan was something that Travis and Hunter swore they’d never do again.