Caught Naked

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.

Comments may be sent to pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com . Note that the underscores (between pietar, the, and fearless) are part of the name and must be included.

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.

I was nearly home, but due to some unexpected things, I was running late, and that was a serious problem. Back where I used to live, getting up at 5 in the morning and taking a quick two-mile run was easy. We lived along a lake, and the shore was always empty this early in the morning, especially near the tourist areas on the other side. Which was important, since I didn’t enjoy the run part all that much. What kept me doing it was the fact that I did it naked.

I’d first done it when I was ten. It was scary, and I only went a short distance before I chickened out and ran back to the tent I had set up in the backyard. But just before the end of that summer I set out again, determined to not be a baby and complete the trip around the lake.

But now I had just turned fourteen, and we didn’t live in such a convenient place. I was used to doing it twice a week during the summer, and once each weekend until the temperatures started to drop into the mid-fifties and it got too cold.

Now we lived in a place where only in December and February was it hard to run due to the temperature. But we lived on the edge of a small town. Beyond it offered no running path, and it still meant nearly a mile just to reach it. At least the town only had a few street lights, and very few houses left lights on outside. I used my bike during the day to find a course through the twisty streets.

Shit! I thought to myself as I dived behind a tree. I was three houses from home, but a car was coming fast down the street I lived on. I hadn’t seen it because it didn’t have its lights on. I let it go past, surprised at how fast it was going, and was just about to complete my run when a cop going the other direction suddenly turned on it lights. The car stopped right in front of my house with the cop car in front of it. There was no going home with them there, and in half an hour it would start getting light. A sense of panic started taking over my thought processes.

“Just write him a ticket and both of you continue on your way,” I softly mumbled out loud. But it quickly escalated as the driver of the car began yelling at the cop and refusing to hand over his license and registration or to turn off his engine.

The cop used his radio to call for backup, and within five minutes there were two more cop cars with lights flashing between me and home. I knew the flashing lights and yelling was going to wake up everyone on the street, so I began to look for some place better to hide.

One door past my house and on the same side I was currently on, I knew the Elliot’s kept their three big trash bins alongside the garage. If I could get there, they would provide some cover. But to use it, I had to cross two yards with no protection except the diminishing darkness as night was giving way to day.

The cops were gathered on the same side of the car that I was on, so their backs were to me. I hurried along, staying low, until I reached my objective. I slowly moved the garbage bins out a foot or so and got behind them. I still had no plan for getting to my house, but it didn’t matter until the cops were gone anyway.

Ten minutes later, the cops have the man in handcuffs. They load him into the back seat of one of the cop cars. Two of the three cars leave. The remaining one turned off the flashers. Maybe, just maybe, it will leave and I can get across the street and into my garage where my pajamas are.

Another delay. A tow truck arrived and the last cop signed some paperwork and leaves. The tow truck driver began maneuvering his truck to be able to pull the car onto its bed. It is quite light now, but still early enough that I have some hope of making it home safely without being seen. Then I hear the backdoor of the house I’m at close. Footsteps towards where I’m hiding. There is no time to run.

“What the hell?” I hear. “David DuPage?” Then laughter.

Lisa Elliot is my age, and she is leaning over the garbage bin looking at me.

“Please help me,” I beg as my hands cover my privates. “My clothes are in my garage. The side door is unlocked. Would you please get them for me?”

Lisa stares at me for a few more seconds, and then drops a garbage bag into the bin. I see now that she is in pajamas. But instead of going back inside her house, she runs across the street and one house north to mine. I see her go to the side. A few seconds later she is running back towards me. She has my pajamas.

“I’ll be back,” she says when she gets to where to where I’m hiding. “I’ve locked the side door to your garage, and I have the key. We’ll discuss your problem after I’m dressed and have breakfast.”

She then ran off towards her back door, my pajamas in her hands. This is my worst nightmare. I love running naked in the dark. I don’t like getting seen by cute girls who have just prevented me from getting home. Well, not prevented. The garage door opener is still an option. To use it, I’d have to stand naked in front of the garage long enough to enter the code and wait for the door to lift. That would awake my mom, who might already be awake anyway due to the cops. She would find me, totally naked except for shoes and socks. I’d have to do a lot of explaining. I decided to wait and see what Lisa had in mind.

The car had been pulled up onto the back of the tow truck. The driver got in and pulled away. A moment later I heard the garage door to Lisa’s house going up. Two cars backed out, about five minutes apart. Seconds later, I heard Lisa Elliot’s back door open. She was now dressed and leaning over the bin looking at me again. And she wasn’t alone. Her thirteen-year-old sister and twelve-year-old brother were there too.

“Come to the fort and we can talk,” she says to me. Then the two girls head towards the backyard. Mark Elliot stayed where he could see me, laughing.

“Help me, Mark,” I beg. “Get the keys to my house, please. Or my pajamas.”

“Be honest. You’d find this hilarious if it were me who was locked outside naked as the sun rises. You’ve never been mean to me, but Lisa said that maybe when she is done with you that I could ask for a blowjob to get you your clothes. I think I’m going to wait and see what she has planned for you.”

Before I could respond, he ran off towards the back of his house. The fort. I’ve been in it several times. Tucked away in the back corner of their lot, it is huge. From memory, I guess twelve feet by ten feet. Four walls and a door.

One thing I am sure about: I’m not going to suck Mark Elliot’s dick. Beyond that, I’m stuck. Go home and explain to Mom that I like running naked in the middle of the night? Or submit to letting Lisa and Sophia see me without the tiny protection offered by the garbage bins? No real choice. I push the bins apart and run to the back. The door to the fort is open. The three Elliot kids wait for me.

I enter, closing the door behind me. The two windows on each of the side walls let in enough light to clearly see, or in my case, be seen. My hands are cupped over my dick, which is getting hard. In the middle of the two side walls two ropes are tied off to the walls.

“Step forward and put your hands out to the sides,” Lisa orders.

It is clear that they intend to tie my hands to the two ropes, leaving me unable to hide any part of my body. I shake my head and don’t move while I try and figure out how the hell I’m going to get out of this. By now, the sun has broken the horizon and even the shadows are retreating. Leaving the fort now offers no easy solution.

“Oh, come on, we just want to get a good look at you. Invite a few other girls. Before lunch, you’ll be dressed and on your way back home.”

“I’m not, uh, doing what he wants.” I used my nose to point at Mark as my hands are needed elsewhere.

Lisa and Sophia both look at their brother. “I was just teasing him, it’s nothing,” he said. His sisters continued staring at him. “I said that maybe, MAYBE, he’d do something with me if I brought his pajamas to him. I was just joking around. I’d never…”

“Do what specifically?” Lisa asked. She looked from him to me and then back at him. He blushed.

“He wanted me to suck his dick,” I stated. “I’m not doing that. I’ll go home like I am if it comes down to that.”

“Mark!” Lisa said loudly. “Go get two more ropes. You are going to join him.”

“I wasn’t really going to do it,” he pleaded. “Honest,” he added when neither of his sisters backed down.

“If you don’t have two more ropes and no clothing in the next five minutes, I’ll make it far worse.” The tone Lisa used left no doubt that she was serious.

“Please? I’m sorry. He wasn’t going to do it anyway.”

“Four minutes and fifty seconds,” Lisa replied.

He ran out of the fort. Lisa looked at me. “We just want to see. Girls who I can trust. No pictures. Just you, in all your glory. And no blowjobs. Just touching, and not painful. Step forward and put your arms to the sides. You really don’t want to go home like you are, do you?”

I didn’t, that was true enough. It would be horrible, yeah, but if she was telling the truth, it wouldn’t be as bad as it could be. I stepped forward and raised my arms.

Lisa and Sophia quickly used the ropes to loosely tie my wrists with my arms extended slightly away from my body. I was now totally committed and could only hope that she wasn’t lying. I knew that now I was at their mercy.

They looked without speaking until my dick, which was now fully erect, started jerking a bit with each beat of my heart.

“I didn’t know boys could make it move like that,” Sophia murmured.

“I don’t think he’s making it do it,” her older sister said. “I think it matches with when his heart beats.” She reached out and grabbed it. I stepped back, but with my wrists tied, I could only move about a foot. “Yeah, I can feel his pulse.”

“Let me feel it,” Sophia implored. Her hand quickly replaced Lisa’s.

“Does it feel good when we touch it?” Lisa asked, looking at me instead of my dick for the first time since I gave in and let them tie my arms.

Before I could answer, Mark returned. He was as naked and hard as I was, and he had two more short ropes. His sisters turned from me to him, and moments later he was tied six feet in front of me, with the two of us facing each other.

I don’t know why I was drawn to look, but I did. His dick was between three and four inches long. His ball sack was tight under it, but I could see lumps marking each of his balls. I looked up and saw that he was looking at my junk. For some reason, that made my dick jerk even harder.

“Mark likes to tease Kurt all the time. But the real reason he goes over to the Hampton’s is because he’s got a crush on Becky,” Sophia said. “Let’s invite them over. They’ll both get a kick out of seeing him.”

“And Mia would be pissed when she found out I had David DuPage here naked and didn’t call her.” Lisa pulled out her phone and made a call. I had suspected that Mia had an interest in me, but I liked Nora Campbell. Not that I ever had the courage to tell her that I liked her. No, all of our conversations were limited to hello, goodbye, and how are you doing.

“David, who do you like?” Lisa asked. “Mia Hampton?”

I answered without thinking. “She’s nice and all, but I like Nora Campbell.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that. I’ll invite her over too.”

“No, don’t, please. Don’t let her see me naked.” Fourteen years old and reduced to begging. I never should have answered her question. I vowed to myself to think before answering another.

Lisa ignored by plea and made the two calls. She even told Nora that I said I like her. I knew then that my life was over. I’d never live this down.

Nora arrived first. She stood before me, taking all of me in without saying a word. My dick was jerking around like crazy. Then Sophia said something that made it a whole lot worse.

“His dick must have a cold. There’s snot hanging down from the piss hole.”

Her sister and Nora both laughed. “That’s not snot, it’s cum. You’ve learned about that in school. Normally it shoots out, but he needs to help it with a hand,” Lisa said.

“You can do it if you want,” Nora suggested. “He’d really enjoy it, and you’d get to see it really happen. They don’t show that in health class. I’d kind of like to see it too.”

Kurt’s face lit up. Mark was his bully, and now he had a chance to get back for all the teasing and threats Mark was responsible for. “Becky, you can do the same to Mark. We can see if his bald little dick and tiny balls work yet.” I don’t think that he really thought that Mark was small. They were so close together in size and weight and my guess was that Mark and he were about the same down there.

With only a slight hesitation, Becky stepped forward and gripped Mark’s dick while Sophia reached for mine.

“Not that tight,” Kurt instructed, speaking to his sister. He gave instructions on how to do it. And Sophia was obviously listening, for she followed everything that Kurt said.

I couldn’t hold back. I’d needed to cum for half an hour already. As much as I didn’t want to do it for the amusement of five girls, Sophia’s hand sliding up and down my shaft couldn’t be ignored. I won the race, firing three shots before Sophia let go, leaving me only partly satisfied.

Two minutes later, Becky achieved the same success with Mark.

It was quiet for a few seconds as the girls processed what they’d just seen. Then Mia asked the obvious question. “How did you get them both to strip?”

“With David, I didn’t need to,” Lisa began. “He was trapped naked hiding behind our garbage cans because the police were arresting some guy right in front of his house. Then Sophia said that Mark picks on Kurt all the time and that we should do the same with him. There was something Mark wanted David to do. He gave in as long as I didn’t tell anyone what he wanted.”

“Is that true, Kurt?” Mia asked her brother. “Mark picks on you?”

“Yeah, I guess,” the preteen responded. He looked at Mark.

“Well, we’ll tell Mom. She and Mrs. Hampton are good friends. She’ll put a stop to that.”

“No,” Lisa said. “You can’t tell your mom. If you do, both of these boys will tell that we tied them up naked. But I’ll let Kurt come up with ways to punish my brother. Maybe even what Mark wanted David to do.”

“I’ll bite his dick off before I suck it if he tries,” Mark Huffed. And then he realized what he’d said. There was no taking it back, all five girls had heard it. So had Kurt.

“I don’t think I want to go to that extreme,” Lisa said after a few seconds. “But Mark will be punished, and you can witness it if you want,” she said to Kurt.

“No, it isn’t that bad. He mostly just calls me names. He punched me once, but not hard. And he pantsed me back in fifth grade in front of three girls. Nothing bad, really.”

I was positive that Kurt wanted to see and be part of punishing Mark Elliot for that and other stuff, but I guessed that he was scared that Mark would make it worse. Kurt and Mark would be in the first year of middle school in the fall.

Lisa turned her attention back to me. “Why were you naked?”

I had known the question was eventually going to be asked. I still only had one answer. The truth. I couldn’t think of any lie that would make sense.

“I like to run naked. Where I used to live, it was easy, but here it gets a lot harder. So, I set my alarm for real early and go while everyone else is asleep. I don’t want anyone to see me, but it is thrilling to know that I’m running past houses where kids I go to school live. Today, for some reason there were more cars on the streets than usual, and that slowed me down. And then I got nearly home when the cops showed up and arrested some guy. I couldn’t get to my house, but I needed somewhere to hide. I chose behind your garbage bins.”

That got some smiles from the girls. Then Lisa looked at her brother. “Mark, you are going to go with him two times. You will be naked too. And you will let Becky and Kurt know. They will have control of your clothes, and may make you let them see you.”

She turned to me. I knew what was coming. “And you will tell me. You will come here to the fort, that is where you and Mark will leave your clothes. Both of you will stay naked until Becky and I tell you that you can get dressed.”

She turned back to her brother. “And before you make the mistake of saying you won’t, or that you’ll tell Mom, I want you to know that I can prove to Mom that you put Adam Gardner’s clothes in the mailbox and made him run out there naked. I can prove it because I happened to still be awake that night and I made a copy of the doorbell camera footage of it before you erased it.”

“It was a lost bet,” Mark began, but Lisa cut him off.

“I talked to him. He said you cheated at cards. I found the cards in your room. And the instruction sheet on how to read the hidden symbols on the back. You knew how and when to bet. I know where you keep them. Along with some other trophies. Do you want me to say what is in the box? Or should that remain our little secret?”

I saw all the color leave Mark’s face. I for one wondered what trophy’s he had in a secret box.

“I, uh, I’ll do it. I won’t tell Mom, or anyone else.” He looked like he was close to tears.

“Wait a second,” Kurt yelled. “That day at the pool, when I needed to use the toilet. Someone reached under the door and pulled my bathing suit over my feet and ran off with it. I had to go home wrapped in a towel that didn’t go all the way around. A dozen or more kids saw my butt. I thought it was you who did it, but you said I was wrong. Was I?”

He looked at Lisa. “Was there a bright red bathing suit in his box of trophies?”

Lisa smiled. “I wondered what the story was behind that.” Which pretty much confirmed that there had been a red bathing suit in this hidden box.

“We were nine then. You didn’t have anything to hide. Nobody cared about seeing your butt. And they could only see just a little bit, a few inches at the most.” Mark just confirmed two things. One was that the bathing suit was in his trophy case, and that he had left Kurt naked at the pool.

Lisa smiled at her brother. “And you are going to find out just how wrong you are. That scene is going to be repeated, only it will be you who leaves the pool in nothing but a towel. And Kurt will determine how big the towel is.”

Mark’s eyes got big. “No, please. We were little kids then, nobody cared what we looked like down there. But now I’m bigger. I can’t…”

“How big are you?” Becky asked. “It doesn’t look all that big. Nowhere near as big as David’s.”

“I’ll go and get a ruler and we’ll find out how big each of them is,” Sophia yelled as she left the fort. She was back in a minute with a small plastic ruler.

Tied up, there was nothing we could do to stop her from holding the ruler above our dicks. She happily did her younger brother first, announcing that his was 3.75 inches long. Then she came to me. A moment later, she said mine was four inches long, a number I knew was nearly an inch too short. I decided to not complain.

“Now for your punishment,” Lisa said as she looked at me.

“Punishment? I haven’t done anything wrong. Why do I need to be punished?”

“Okay, fair enough,” Lisa mourned.

Before I could relax, she continued.

“But you like running around naked, and we’re going to help you master that. After all, my brother has to go with you at least twice. To make those two trips more enjoyable, you will lock yourself out of your house and garage. You can come back here to the fort and give me the key. For a small price, I’ll get your clothes so you don’t have to go home and ring the bell.”

“What’s the price,” I asked nervously.

“Simple. You name two girls for me to invite over to see you each time. And you can’t use any girl more than once. That will mean that four more girls will get to see you. As long as you can keep your hands to your sides, we won’t even need the ropes.”

“Will Mark be here naked too?” Kurt asked.

“Yes, you can come and see him if you want,” Lisa chuckled.

“Okay, but I want to have a girl see him too. One who is our age. Joyce Newcome.”

The look on Mark’s face showed how much he hated that thought. It looked like he was trying to form words, but nothing came out of his mouth except a loud moan.

“That sounds perfect, and it will complete what he owes for all the times he’s teased you,” Lisa proclaimed. “Leaving the public pool with a towel picked out by you, and two times having girls your age see you returning from your morning run. You can both start tomorrow. I don’t care what time you leave, but the fort and both houses will be locked until six thirty in the morning. It will just be getting light by then.”

Everybody except Mark and I giggled at that. With all that done, our arms were untied.

“Uh-uh, keep your hands to your sides,” Lisa said as both of us covered up. “I won’t go and get clothes for either of you until you can stand there without trying to hide your stuff.”

She stood there and stared at us. Mark broke first, moving his hands to his sides. He was still hard. It took me a few seconds longer before I moved mine. I was hard again too. It had been easier when my arms had been tied, I couldn’t cover up no matter how much I wanted to. But now my arms were free.

“Mark was the first to move his hands, so he can get clothes back first,” Lisa stated. “Sophia, go and get them please. You’ve seen enough of your brother, and I’m not going to make him do anything else as long as he can keep his hands where they are.”

Her sister clearly didn’t want to leave with two naked boys standing there, but I’m guessing she didn’t want to piss off her sister. She left. Several minutes later she returned with her brother’s clothing.

Mark looked to Lisa before dressing. She told him he could. Now, once again, I was the only naked boy in the fort. All eyes, even Mark and Kurt’s, were on me. My dick began twitching and I had to concentrate hard to keep my hands to my sides.

Lisa stared at me for what seemed like forever, but in reality, was probably no more than two minutes. Then she giggled and left the fort. She returned a few minutes later with just my pajama top, which she handed to me.

“The bottoms are behind the garage bins. The key to the side door is on top of them. Remember, tomorrow, you and Mark won’t be able to get into the fort until six-thirty.”

I left in a hurry. The girls all followed me. It was full daylight now, and I had to get to the side of Lisa’s house where I would be visible to anyone walking past. I ran. The bottom to my pajamas was right where she said it would be. To get to it, I first had to pull the big bin out. I prayed that nobody else would be out and about.

Once dressed, I still had to run across the street in pajamas. It had seemed so easy in the dark to leave the house naked, but now I was embarrassed to be wearing nothing but pajamas in full daylight. And I still had a boner.

I fumbled with the lock on the side door to the garage. Now that I was out of sight from anyone on the street, I still had to explain to Mom why I was in the garage in my pajamas. Unless I could sneak in and get to my room without her seeing me.

I was just about to open the door into the house when I heard a noise from the other side. I quickly backed off and once again found myself behind a big garbage bin. Mom came out, keys in hand, and hit the switch on the wall. As the big door started going up, she got in the car and backed out, closing the garage door behind her. One problem solved. I could now safely enter the house without having to explain where I’d been for the hour she had probably been awake and downstairs.

I jerked off twice before she got home and hurried to the shower knowing I had to stink.

Mark came over a little after lunch. Mom looked at me, showing surprise but not asking why he would be calling on me. Without a word to her, I met him and we went for a walk somewhere where we could safely talk. I noticed that his eyes were red, as if he’d been crying.

“How scary is it?” he began. “Being naked out here with all these houses around?”

I carefully considered how I wanted to answer. For me, it was satisfying. Scary too, but very few people were up at five in the morning. And those that were mostly were inside their houses. I’d had a couple of close calls with a car delivering papers, but I learned his route and made adjustments to mine to reduce the chances of us being on the same street at the same time.

“Not bad. I’ve got a path that works well. I run it the whole way, and I’m back by five in the morning. Nobody is out and it is still dark.”

“How long does it take?” he asked.

“About half an hour. It’s about two miles, but I have to stop and hide a couple of times. I leave at four in the morning.”

“Shit. I can’t run two miles. We’ll have to shorten it.”

I didn’t like that. I knew my course. I knew what to expect. To suddenly change and run a different route invited danger. I considered telling him to find his own route, but I remembered his sister telling me that we were to be together.

“How far can you run?” I asked him.

“I don’t know. Running isn’t something I enjoy.”

“Then it is time to find out.” I led him back to our houses before setting out at a slower jog, maybe four and a half miles an hour, along my route. But we were only just over half a mile into it when he was so out of breath that we had to stop and walk. I knew then that we were going to have to take a much shorter path.

“We could just go around the block once or twice,” he said once his breathing had slowed down.

“No. Four houses on Frost Drive leave outside lights on all night. And two of them have doorbell cameras.” I thought for a few seconds. “Up River, then cut left on 1 ^st . Then around Weaver Road to our street. That’s just over a mile. A little further than we just ran, but we could walk it in half an hour, forty-five minutes tops if we have to duck and cover a few times.”

“Okay, I guess,” he mumbled. “But it is already light by 6 in the morning.”

“Yeah, that’s why we’ll leave at four thirty. We’ll be done by five, long before it starts to get light. Then we just need to hide until your sister unlocks the fort.” I was about to leave when I remembered something. “We still have to pick the girls for Lisa to call.”

Mark hung his head. “I only have to pick one. That asshole Kurt picked Joyce Newcome for me.”

“Why her?” I asked.

“About a month ago, Kurt and I were at the pool. Joyce dove in off the board and part of her bikini came loose. I got to see one of her tits. Kurt did too, but she didn’t see him staring at her. She swore she was going to get me back someday. I didn’t do anything except look. It isn’t fair.”

I didn’t disagree. I had to think about the four girls I had to invite. Ones who I hoped wouldn’t tell every other girl in school what I looked like. It wasn’t going to be an easy task.

“Be here at 4:30 tomorrow morning, and don’t be late. I can easily complete that course before it gets light, but you will need more time than me. We have to stick together, and if you’re late, we have a problem.”

He nodded as he said he’d be on time. “You can leave your clothes at your house, or strip at mine and leave them in the garage.”

We split up, each going home with thoughts of being seen naked by several girls tomorrow.

When I stepped out of the side door the next morning five minutes early, he was standing there in just shorts and shoes. I showed him where my clothes were hidden and he added his shorts to them. I normally wore pajamas to the garage, but knowing that I’d be home well after it was light and that Mom would be up, today I brought out a shirt and shorts.

He was very frightened as he stepped out the door. I used the keys to lock the door behind us, that way I wouldn’t make the mistake of locking it from the inside with the keys left in my shorts. We had to leave the key on Mark’s front porch.

“I sure hope Lisa deletes this from the file before either of my parents look to see if anyone was here during the night,” Mark whispered as we headed down the street. I knew the Elliot’s had a doorbell camera, but I didn’t know it was checked each morning.

The run itself was uneventful and we were back just after 5 in the morning. Now we had to hide and wait until Lisa unlocked the fort. Like yesterday, the only place I saw was behind her garbage bins.

“Not there,” Mark hissed. “Dad takes the garbage out when he leaves for work. We’ll have to go behind the garage. The only reason Lisa did the garbage yesterday was because we were up because of the cop cars.”

As we headed to behind the garage, I saw how lucky I’d been that Lisa had caught me instead of her dad. When we got to the back, I saw a new problem. There wasn’t much cover there. Anyone out back in either of the side yards would see us. And the house behind theirs had two bedroom windows. Mark saw me looking there.

“The one on the left is Kurt’s room. The other one is Becky Hampton’s.”

I saw he was getting a boner. “You’ve been out here looking, haven’t you,” I asked.

He begged me not to tell, but admitted he had. “I normally don’t see anything. But once, I got to see her tits, but only for a half a second.”

Life wasn’t fair. He was two years younger than me and had already seen tits twice. I’d never seen any for real, just in movies and an old playboy magazine a friend had back where I used to live.

The time past slowly. Neither of us had much to say. It got light, and then lighter. We were completely visible from the three houses behind his.

“There she is,” he muttered. I looked where he was looking and saw the curtains on Becky’s window were open. She was dressed, and stood there with what appeared to be binoculars, looking at us. My dick immediately sprang to attention.

About that same time, we heard his garage door going up. A few seconds later, the lid to one of the garbage bins closing, and then his father’s car backing out.

“Mom leaves in about five minutes. She might have recyclables.” Right on time, his mom pulled out and the garage door went down. I thought about how lucky I was yesterday. I must have been just minutes behind her when I chose to hide behind the bins. “We could move now to where you were yesterday,” he said.

I looked at the back of the Hampton’s house. Becky was gone, her window dark. But Kurt was standing in front of his with a big smile on his face.

I didn’t want to risk being seen by anyone driving by, and told him so. As soon as I said it, the car from next door backed out. Mark agreed, we stayed where we were.

It seemed like forever before we heard giggling from inside the garage.

“Shit, I really don’t want to be seen naked, especially by Joyce Newcome. And I couldn’t think of who else to invite, so Kurt chose for me. He added her sister. Connie’s between your age and mine.”

And I had picked Eve Whitfield and Naomi Jones, both my age. I could hear Lisa giving instructions to the four girls. They then came around to the outside, where we were. With them was Sophia, Mark’s middle sister, and Mia, Becky, and Kurt Hampton.

“Cover up and we’ll do this day over again,” Lisa said. ‘Let’s go inside.”

With so many girls present, we both had boners. The desire to cover up was almost too much, but somehow, Mark and I managed to keep our hands to our sides. We were touched, repeatedly, and measured. Both of us had gotten a burst or two of cum out, but not anywhere near enough to meet our needs.

Finally, Lisa said it was enough. She ordered us to jack off, something we both loathed but needed to do. Once that was done, Joyce, Connie, Eve and Naomi all left. Mia, Becky, Sophia, and Mark remained while Lisa went to get our clothes.

She had mine, but told me I had to get dressed in the driveway. She told her brother that he was to stay naked until pool time. He ran to the back door, only to find it was locked.

I dressed quickly and went home. Mom was surprised to see me come in from the garage, but I told her a partial truth. That I’d gone out for a run before it got too warm.

That afternoon, I headed for the pool. I don’t know why, but I was interested. At one in the afternoon, I watched as Mark made his way to the locker room. His face was red, and I knew what was about to happen. I decided to exit the pool area and stood around, waiting to see when Mark came out.

Kurt came out first, laughing. Mark’s suit was in his hands. Moments later, Mark followed.

The towel Kurt had chosen for him was little more than a wash cloth. It covered his dick and balls, but left the rest of his body exposed. To exit the pool, he first had to make his way back to the pool deck and then to the far corner where the entrance and exits were. There were at least thirty kids in the pool and more on the deck, yelling and laughing as he ran by.

I saw Lisa and went over to her. “You can’t make him go home like that,” I dared to insist.

“I’ll let you give him your shirt, but you can’t help beyond that,” she said.

I had to run to catch up. He was crying.

I had a pull-over shirt, and to put it on he had to raise his hands, thus exposing himself completely. But once the shirt was pulled down, it covered his privates. He managed to mumble “Thanks,” before running off for home.

That afternoon he and Lisa came over. “One more time around your course,” she said. “Who are you inviting to witness you? Mark chose Macy Knight. I think it would be nice if you picked her next oldest sister.”

I hadn’t even thought about it. Chloe Knight was my age. She was nice, a straight-A student. Then I thought. They had an older sister, Nora, who was fifteen.

“Chloe and Nora,” I said. Without any hesitation, Lisa approved.

The next day went wrong from the start. Mark was ten minutes late. He said he thought he heard giggling and had to sneak around. We set out, but when we came to the first intersection where we would turn left, there were three girls there. It was one with a streetlight, so we had no choice except to backtrack and go up a different street. I knew we were already on borrowed time.

Two corners later, more girls waited for us. We were already two blocks further north than we should have been, and now we had to detour to the east. I could see a slight glow in that direction and knew we were in trouble.

Twice more we were forced east or north, and we were nearly to the end of the neighborhood. It was clear we were being herded.

We got to the last street, a cul-de-sac to the north. Beyond it was about three acres of trees and then farm fields beyond that. It was light enough now to see colors.

“Come on, we’ll have to hide in the woods,” I urged.

“That’s where they want us,” Mark responded. But he headed towards where I pointed.

“If you have a better idea, give it,” I said, knowing that he didn’t. We were cornered by at least six girls, and maybe as many as ten. I had no illusion that we would be able to work our way around them or hide without being found. Besides, by now the sun was rising and we were a good three miles from home.

“I’ll bet Kurt told them where we would be,” Mark snorted.

I guessed he was probably right, but there was nothing we could do about it now.

The woods didn’t have any trees big enough to hide behind. We knew the grassy areas would be full of ticks. It wasn’t long before we spotted the first group of girls chasing us. They were coming from the south. As soon as they spotted us, one of them pulled out a phone and made a call. My guess was that she was calling the other two groups.

It was seven girls in all. Four were Mark’s age, the other three fourteen, like me. They circled around us. Two of them had backpacks on and dropped them. They opened them and came out with ropes.

“Mark, step between those two trees and spread your arms,” Macy Shepard pointed. “David, you over there. We won’t hurt you unless you try and hurt us.”

In minutes we were ten feet apart, angled towards each other. Naked, with our arms tied to the sides.

“We heard you were running around naked and calling other girls to see you,” Karen Gander said. “But we weren’t invited, so we thought we’d take care of it ourselves.” She was smiling as she and the others watched me and Mark get boners. “And we’re going to share you with other girls in our grades, as soon as it is late enough that we can call them without waking them up.”

That was what I had feared. Whether David had told them or they heard it from someone else no longer mattered. We were here, and we couldn’t escape without help. It was hard to believe that now we needed Lisa to find and somehow save us.

She turned to the other girls. “You may not know David DuPage. He just moved here recently. He lives across the street from Mark. He’s fourteen, so he’ll be in ninth grade next year. And of course, you all know Mark Elliot, You seventh graders will be seeing him in school come this fall.”

She turned back to look directly at me. “Where are your clothes?”

“In my garage, which is locked.” I could see no reason to lie at this point.

“Where are the keys?”

“Under a rock in Mark’s back yard.”

She smiled, and then looked at one of the younger girls. “Judy, go and grab Mark’s balls. If David tells another lie, or if I tell you to, start squeezing them until Mark begins crying.”

The girl rushed over to Mark and put his balls in her right hand.

“Where is the key to your garage?”

“On Mark’s front porch.”

“Specifically, on the last step to the porch. Or actually, right here.” She reached into a pocket and pulled out a key. Since she knew where the key had been, I had no reason to doubt that what she held up was my key. “From now on, I want the answer to every question I ask to be answered clearly and honestly. Or Mark will suffer.” She looked at Mark. “Same thing for any questions I ask you.”

“Have you ever gotten a blowjob?” This was asked to me. I answered honestly. I’d never had one.

“Have you ever given one?” Again, I said “No.”

“Same two questions to you Mark.”

He gave the same two answers. Then he asked if Judy could release his balls. “I’ll be honest, please.”

“Okay, Judy, stand next to him, but you can let him go if you want. It is up to you.”

Judy hung on to his sack for a few more seconds before letting go.

As the questions went on, more girls continued to show up. I now counted twelve. Then came a question addressed to Mark.

“Have you ever seen a girl naked? And not in a picture or movie, I mean, seen with your own two eyes.”

I saw him squirm for a few seconds. “Does just seeing part of a girl count?”

Whether or not it did, the girl who asked the question now wanted to know what part he’d seen.

“I saw one of Joyce Newcome’s tits,” he murmured. “Nothing more than that.”

“I saw that happen,” another girl said. “Kurt Hampton saw it too. We should call Joyce and let her know that one of the boys who saw her is here naked.”

“She’ll be at my house by now,” Mark stated. “Kurt picked her as one of the girls to see me because I saw Joyce’s tit. That’s why David and I were outside naked. We were supposed to be in the fort by now.”

“You couldn’t have seen Joyce’s breast,” Karen declared. “It happened before you lived here.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong. Lisa Elliot is making me be naked in front of two more girls today just because she wanted to show me off.”

Karen pulled a phone out and stepped back to where we couldn’t hear her. The other girls figured that was a good time to take pictures or feel our dicks and ball sacks. When Karen returned, she was smiling.

“Well, it’s good that you were honest,” she said. “Now you don’t have to worry about the shed. The four girls who were going to see you are on their way, along with a few more. You sure are going to be popular when school starts.”

More questions were asked. Who we liked, how big our dicks were, how often we jack off. Then a girl asked Mark if he’d seen any other boys naked. He had to talk about taking Kurt’s bathing suit back when they were nine years old. But he didn’t stop there.

“Mr. Johnson makes us take a shower after gym, so last year I saw all the boys in my gym class.”

The girls instantly wanted to know more. What they looked like. How they compared to him. Who had the biggest dick. And did any of them get a boner. If Mark was being honest, then all the boys in his class got one at least once.

By the time he was done answering all those questions, Lisa, Sophia, Mia, Becky, and today’s girls arrived. Chloe and Nora Knight, aged fourteen and fifteen for me, and Marcy Knight and Tina Brown, aged twelve and thirteen for Mark. One I didn’t expect to see was Joyce newcome. She’d been present yesterday. Bringing up the rear was Kurt.

“That one you can have,” Karen said to them, pointing at me. “He’s never seen or done anything interesting until you made him run around outside naked. But your brother has been telling us all kinds of tales about showers after gym, which boy has the biggest dick, and how he saw Joyce topless.”

“Not topless, just once side,” Joyce said, her face turning red. But she turned to Mark.

“Mark, you know what happens if you lie. Did Kurt Hampton see the same thing you did?”

I could see fear on Mark’s face. He looked at Kurt, who slightly shook his head no.

“Uh, maybe. I mean, he was next to me, and I was looking at you, so, I guess he might have.”

She turned to Kurt. “Did you see what he saw?”

“No,” Kurt all but yelled. “Hell no. I’ve already told you that. He was the only one who saw you. He was the only one who laughed.”

“Then why did several of the girls who are here tell me that you not only looked, you watched. Even after Mark turned away,” Karen stormed. “Why is a picture of you looking at her on a cell phone that a girl here has?”

None of this had come up before the phone call that Karen made, presumably to Lisa or to Joyce. But the fear shined through on Kurt’s face.

“Strip! Now!” Joyce Newcome stepped right up to him. When he didn’t move immediately, she reached for his shorts and tried to unsnap them. He held her arms, but several more girls ran forward and helped. In moments, Kurt was totally naked. Since they didn’t have any more rope, Karen released me and used the ropes that had been around my wrists to secure Kurt.

His sister, Mia and Becky, were thrilled to see their younger brother naked and unable to cover up. Several girls took turns slapping his butt, but after a few strokes, Lisa stopped them.

“Girls. Let me explain why the punishment for my brother was being kept to just a few. So far, he’s promised not to tell any adults. But if you have pictures, or have done anything to him, that promise may end. If he does tell, I will be honest with my parents as to the role I played in his punishment. But I won’t defend any of you. If you have pictures, I strongly suggest that you permanently delete them. And I’m asking if you touched, spanked, or harmed my brother or David.”

Several girls got out cell phones and began deleting pictures. At least, I hoped that was what they were doing.

Once everyone had their phones put away, the question about harming me or Mark was asked again. Judy admitted holding Mark and my ball sacks, but says she never squeezed. We were both asked if that was true, and we both answered honestly.

Kurt was tugging at the ropes, trying to get free. His dick was standing out, a banana dick. Straight for about half, and then the second half bent slightly upwards.

Joyce stepped right in front of him. “Tell the truth, or I swear, I don’t care how much trouble I get in, I’ll make you tell the truth. Did you see my breast and then lie about seeing it?”

“You already know the answer,” he cried.

“I want to hear it from you. If you didn’t see anything, then say so. Or if you lied, be honest now.”

He squirmed for several seconds. I think at one point he was considering kicking Joyce as she stood right in front of him. But finally, he broke down. Real tears ran down his cheeks.

“I saw.” He couldn’t look at anyone, so he stared at the ground. “Will the pictures of me be deleted?”

“Nobody has a picture of you looking. I figured if you lied once, you’d do it again. And you did. And as for seeing your dick, Mark did a pretty good job of describing it. We asked him about what other boys looked like in the showers after gym, and he said your dick was the only one that bent up when it got hard.” She reached out and touched it, making him try and step back, but the ropes held him in place. “Just like it is now.”

“Your days of picking on Mark have ended,” Mia said to her brother. “He will tell me if you try.” She turned to Mark. “And don’t try to make up for what he made you do. This is now out of your hands”

“Mark, your and David’s clothes are down the path about a hundred yards back, “Lisa said. “Get dressed and go home. You’ve both completed the punishment I imposed.”

With so many girls seeing us naked, it was impossible for word of what happened to be kept secret. I heard at least four different versions of what had been done to me, all of them far worse than what really happened. Which was, I was seen naked. Girls had watched me jack off. But blowjobs hadn’t been part of it. Same for Mark.

We also heard many versions of what was done to Kurt, but my guess was he faced the same punishment as me and Mark. Seen naked by many girls. I guessed he’d jacked off for them.

School was scary at first, but other than the girls who had really seen me, none of the others acted like they knew about it. That was a big relief.

Kurt and Mark became friends. They seemed to get along together. But since I was two years older than them, I didn’t see them very often. They did come and ask if I was still running around town naked. I lied and said I’d stopped. They seemed upset with that answer, so I said I went once in a while. They asked if they could come along the next time I went.

“Only if you are both naked,” I replied.

We did it together twice. I heard that they continued. For me, the thrill became less of a motivator as I got older. The year I turned fifteen I only went twice. I don’t really miss doing it.



The End