The Worst Day of My Life

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.

The Worst Day of My Life

I’d made a huge mistake. One I should have been smart enough to not make. Without saying what it was that I witnessed, I saw something I shouldn’t have. I could have stayed quiet. But I screwed up.

I knew the Martenez brothers were serious trouble, but I told a teacher what I’d seen. I thought the teacher would keep my identity a secret. That obviously didn’t happen, and two of the younger Martenez brothers got in trouble. And now I have to do something horrible or they promise, they would make it worse. And how they punish people they don’t like can go way beyond bullying.

I was given until the end of this weekend to put together the worst day of my life. I was to achieve total, complete, unforgettable humiliation. Failing was not an option. So, I came up with what I hoped would be sufficient.

I called upon some of my friends. Ones I could trust the most to do stuff they’d never normally do. We met in my backyard on Friday after school. There were seven of them. Five girls and two boys. And they didn’t know what I’d done. It had been made clear to me that nobody should ever know it. That meant that I was going to have them to do stuff they’d never do to me without being able to tell them exactly why.

“Okay,” I began. My heart was already racing with what I was about to say. “I did something that pissed off the Martenez brothers. I have to punish myself in a way that will teach me to never make that mistake again. Those are their words, not mine.”

I looked at the girls. “You guys are going to want to tell me you won’t do it. Please, don’t. I need you to do as I ask. I am even asking you to enjoy it. I’ll never tell anyone what you did, or even that you were involved. I’ll never be mad at any of you.”

“What the hell did you do?” Brenda West asked. She was the oldest, by about six months. Most of us were fourteen. Brenda’s younger sister, Karen, and Frank’s younger brother, Wayne were part of this. They were both thirteen.

“I can’t tell you, except that it got me in trouble with the Martenez family. But what I need is for you to be in the woods along the trail that wraps around Little Brown Hill.” I pulled a map out of my pocket. “You’ll find me here.” I pointed to a small X I’d put on the map. “I’ll be about 50 yards off the trail, and hiding. You need to come with several things. First, several short lengths of cotton rope. Bring at least six, of various lengths. Next, shaving cream and razors. Then…”

“What are these for?” Chloe asked. She was the smartest of the bunch, not that any of us were dumb, except for possibly me.

“I’ll get to that. Next, something to blindfold me with. You are to act like you are pissed at me for something. You need to be prepared to give me a couple of bruises if necessary. I want you to strip me totally naked. Even…”

“No way,” April said. “Not a chance.”

“I don’t know, it could be kind of interesting,” Karen West said. She was the youngest, being Brenda’s sister. “I mean, if we have to do it. He told us we should enjoy it. I’m sure it isn’t just me that would secretly love to see a boy naked.”

“See?” I stated with a smile. “That’s the attitude I want you to have. Enjoy it. Again, I promise, I won’t ever be pissed at you. I will fight back, but with five of you, it should be over quickly. Get me naked, and then you tie me between two trees. My arms to the sides, my ankles spread wide. Then, the razors. Remove all my body hair. Everything from neck to toes should be hairless when you are done.”

“You can’t be serious,” Chloe spoke. “We’re friends. We would never do anything like that to you.”

“If you won’t, I’ll have to go to girls who don’t like me. But I trust you.” I looked each of them in the eye. “All of you. I need to have this done. Remember, I’m creating the worst day of my life. I’m even telling you that it is okay to have fun.”

“Still a no for me,” Cathy Beecher said, shaking her head. She was the groups moral compass, so I had expected her to be the most set against this.

“I understand your natural resentment of bullying and that you know this is wrong. But if I hadn’t invited you, and the others were all here without you, they would have asked why. You might have even been pissed at me. Look, this is going to happen. It has to, whether you are there or not. Tell me the truth. Have you ever wished you could see a boy naked? Not necessarily me, but any boy. Have you?”

She blushed. A good five seconds went by before she nodded her head.

“I’m going to be horrified. Having my best friends, the ones I trust the most, do this to me is far worse than if I used kids who didn’t like me. And I have to convince the Martenez brothers that it is indeed the worst day of my life. So please, all of you, stop saying you won’t do it. Save me from something worse. And don’t be afraid to enjoy it.”

I looked around, waiting to see if anyone else wanted to say something. When none did, I continued.

“Once I’m tied up, touch me. Everywhere. Laugh. There is something called edging that I looked up when I researched this. It is when you get a boy, or man, right to the point where he’s about to shoot and then stop touching his, uh, penis. According to everything I found, if done several times, it is both horribly embarrassing and very frustrating. Don’t give in to my begging. Keep doing anything you like for as long as you want. When you do finally get bored, put the blindfold on me and get me down onto my knees. Then leave me there, tied up, and take my clothes with you. I’ll be going home naked.”

That last sentence caught all of them off-guard. I could see that a couple of them wanted to refuse, but they held it in.

“Once you are back on the trail, call Frank and tell him where I am.” I looked at him and his brother. Frank looked a bit concerned, but Wayne looked very interested.

“You two.” I paused. What I wanted them to do was so horrifying, I didn’t want to even say it. But I had to.

“Have any fun you want. Make fun of me, especially since I’ll be hairless down there. But you need to charge me for untying me. At least one blowjob for each of you. More if you want.”

“Shit,” Frank moaned. “I mean, I want one, but I can’t.”

But I saw a little pump action in his shorts and knew his dick had taken a twitch or two. I looked at his brother. Wayne’s cheeks were pink, but he looked very interested.

“You heard what I said to the girls. I need this to be my worst day. I won’t enjoy it, but I’ll clue you in on how much this means to me. I’ve researched how to give a blowjob. I’ve never given one, but now, I know how not just how to give a blow job, but how to make it a great one. And unlike me, you don’t need to be naked. All I need is access to your dick. Do it. Enjoy it. If it really bothers you, pay it back later. But don’t feel like you owe me. Get two of them. Three if you really want. Same as I told the girls, I will not be pissed at you unless you ruin this by chickening out tomorrow.”

“This is really weird,” Brenda said after a few minutes of quiet. “I mean, seeing you naked would, in all honesty, be something I’d enjoy. And I trust you saying that it will never affect our friendship. But still, it’s a lot. Again, what the hell did you do that makes you want to do this? Whatever it is, we’ll help you to find a way to keep the Martenez brothers from harming you.”

“Their dad is the town’s biggest employer,” Frank said before I could speak. “He pays well, and demands loyalty. His brother is the chief of police. He has a cousin and two nephews on the town’s board. Whatever Mateo did, we aren’t going to keep the Martenez brothers from extracting revenge. This is something where nobody gets hurt. The brothers aren’t always that generous. You all know this. I think it sucks. I don’t want to participate. But tomorrow, I’m going to get the first blowjob I’ve ever gotten, and I’m going to enjoy it.”

There was no further dissention. The others all nodded their acceptance of what I asked for. Oddly enough, they all looked like they were facing a punishment, except for the youngest two. Wayne Plowman and Keren West were smiling. And that showed me I’d missed something.

“Tomorrow, no sad faces. Smiles and laughter, even if you have to fake it. Have fun. The Martenez brothers will be watching and looking for you being too nice to me. You may not see them, but I am positive they will be there. I told them when and where this is going to take place. I’ll see you all tomorrow at noon.”

With that, the meeting ended.

The next morning, I didn’t feel like eating, but I figured I’d better have something. Then, I dressed for the day. A pull-over shirt and shorts. Nothing else except sneakers. No reason to make getting stripped any harder than necessary.

I had nothing better to do, so I left way early. I had a boner most of the way, and decided I’d jack off once I got off the trail. As I headed to where I’d put the X on the map that I’d given the team, I saw Chris Martenez duck and get behind some cover. I knew they’d be watching, but I expected his older brothers to be here. Chris was only twelve. I pretended I hadn’t seen him and went to where I found the two perfect trees to be tied between and sat down. I still had a boner, but I wasn’t about to jack off with Chris only twenty yards away from me.

Chris stayed where he was until he decided I hadn’t seen him. He wasn’t very good at moving quietly through the brush. I had to deliberately keep looking away to avoid seeing him. After a while, it got quiet and I thought again about jacking off, but knowing that a Martenez kid was watching I decided not to.

I lay on the ground, and actually fell asleep. Which worked out fine, because I was totally surprised when the five girls attacked me. I never had a chance to fight back. My shorts were around my ankles in seconds, and three of them managed to get the shirt over my head. Then my arms were tied and I was lifted. The ropes were pulled tight and tied off to the trees. That made getting my shorts off over my shoes easy. In under two minutes, I was naked and secured.

I had a boner, and all of them were fascinated as it twitched up and down on its own. After a good minute, Brenda said, “I don’t want him looking at us. Blindfold him.”

I could no longer see them, but I soon felt them spreading shaving cream all over my body. One of them even shoved a finger inside my butt. She pushed gently and the shaving cream provided some lubricant as it slowly pushed through. It felt really odd. And then something more than odd.

“Found it,” April’s voice came from behind me. “Let’s see if what we learned last night was correct.”

She wiggled the finger and suddenly I had a whole new feeling. My dick jumped and seemed to stretch out each time the finger passed some magic spot.

“Yeah, it’s working,” I heard Karen laugh. “His thing is going wild.”

The finger was removed. “Let’s get him shaved first, then we can see if that edging thing we found really works.”

They were doing what I’d told them. They were enjoying it. And me? Naked, blinded, on display, all of it? Horrifying. Especially knowing that I was going to have to look at and talk to them in the years ahead knowing that they’d seen all of me and tested out some pretty mean tricks.

Their hands were everywhere. My armpits, by chest, up and down my arms and legs. The only place they didn’t spread the shaving cream was my groin. Then they started using the razors. It felt like they each had one. It took several minutes before they were done.

I heard giggles as Brenda told her sister to have fun. Seconds later, Karen’s hands were using scissors to clip my pubes down to the skin. Then shaving cream, which often required her holding my dick.

“Let it go, he’s about to have fun,” Chloe said suddenly.

I got off one shot of cum, and then a feeling of frustration. I hadn’t even been really aware that I was about to shoot, so how did she know?

They gave me a couple of minutes, and then Karen went back to work. She managed to shave my groin without me being about to shoot again.

“My turn,” Cathy Beecher said. Moments later, she was putting shaving cream on one side of my ball sack. They were taking turns, and unless they spoke, I didn’t know who was touching me. The feeling of being about to cum again was growing, but without a hand on my dick, it was just jerking wildly, demanding attention.

“Let’s see how we did,” Brenda said. They each had a soaking wet wash cloth, and began wiping my entire body clean. I was pretty sure that Karen was doing my groin, and once again, one of them warned the others that I was about to shoot.

I was rapidly getting pissed at myself for even mentioning edging. What I’d read was totally correct. The longer it went on, the worse it was.

Once rinsed clean, they found a couple of small spots that needed a touch up, and then I was pronounced hairless.

“Mateo,” Brenda whispered in my ear. “We’re going to hold you to this. We are going to torture you six times. You can stop us at any time by saying you’ll allow us to keep you hairless all summer. If you do offer that, we are going to hold you to it.”

I hoped I never, ever, pissed any of them off. The finger went back up my butt and quickly found whatever it was that was connected to my dick. At the same time, one of them, I guessed it was Karen, had a soft hand gently squeezing and stroking my dick. Oh, just one more stroke and I’ll be able to…

“His toes curled, let him go.”

The finger in my butt came out, and none of them touched me anywhere. I could feel cum leaking out, but I needed relief.

That’s one down, five more to go,” Brenda said a few minutes later.

I lasted just twice more, only half way to victory. “You can keep me hairless all summer,” I said when they stopped just before I could shoot.

“Okay girls, I think we’re done here, let’s go.” I heard them gathering up razors and other stuff. Then I remembered that my clothes were going to be leaving with them.

“Wait, aren’t you going to let me cum?” I begged.

“Cum all you want,” April laughed. “But we’re not going to give you a hand job. What kind of girls do you think we are?” The knots at the trees were loosened, and they helped me down to my knees. Then the ropes were pulled tight again.

I heard their laughter as they returned to the trail. Laughter that I knew would be echoing in my head for years to come.

Now I had to wait until the boys came. Then at least I’d get untied and would be able to jack off, something I needed very much.

It wasn’t long at all before I heard a noise. Then, a hand on my shoulder followed by what I assumed was a dick pressing against my lips. I took it in. I put all that I had learned about giving good blowjobs into it. As my nose made contact with the kid’s abdomen, I didn’t feel hair. That meant it had to be Wayne, not Frank. I did everything I could to make him enjoy it, and it wasn’t long before he drove in as deep as he could and grunted. Then three more grunts, and I could feel watery cum on my tongue. I’d tasted my own once, and this had basically no taste. Wayne pulled out and a moment later another dick pressed against my lips.

This one was smaller, and that didn’t make sense. Unless Frank, at age fourteen, was just beginning puberty. If so, then this had to be Wayne. I got busy all the same, and soon the kid was breathing hard. Then he moaned, and it didn’t sound like Wayne or Frank.

He grunted three more times, and with each grunt he pushed harder against me. But nothing came out. A dry cum. Wayne was thirteen. Surely, he made cum. This boy had to be eleven, maybe even younger. Who the hell was I giving blowjobs to?

Then a third boy pressed against me. I could tell he was taller. And his dick was as big as mine. His pubes tickled my nose, and I knew it had to be someone close to my age. Not knowing who I was blowing was killing me. I now knew why Roman Martenez had told me to use a blindfold as part of my worst day. He didn’t want me to know which of his brothers or cousins I was sucking.

A thought occurred to me. I’d seen three of the Martenez clan around my age in gym or at the urinals. None of them were circumcised. Yet all three of these boys were. Who the hell was I sucking off?

Whoever this one was, he shot a gallon of cum. Well, maybe not that much, but it was a lot. It was thick and salty and had a slightly odd taste. I heard a quick “Thanks, it was good,” whispered in my ear. Then it got quiet. The boy who spoke didn’t have a south-of-the boarder accent. These were three kids who weren’t part of the Martenez clan! And I’d just sucked them off, and now I had no idea who they were.

Minutes went by. I was scared. Horrified. Just what the Martenez brothers had ordered.

At least when Frank and Wayne showed up, they announced themselves. Frank told me he was going to let his brother go first.

I actually wished I could see Wayne’s dick. I don’t know why, it was something about the kid that stirred my imagination. But as I opened my mouth and let it in, I could tell it was good sized. Almost as big as my own. I knew then that I’d be swallowing his cum soon.

It took a few minutes. Twice I thought he was near, but then he pushed forward and held himself against me. Then I realized what he was doing. Edging. He’d heard me explain it to the girls. Now he was doing it himself.

When he did shoot, it was a lot more than I expected. Some of it ran down my chin. Before I could think, Frank was in front of me, pressing his dick forward. He was bigger than his brother and I think bigger than me. At least he didn’t do anything to prolong it. He even warned me before he started shooting. It was an impressive amount.

“I suppose you want to get untied,” Frank said from right in front of me as I heard him pulling his shorts back up. “How many more of those are you willing to give us if we agree to free you?”

He sounded so sure of himself. He was really playing the role I told him to play.

“Uh, one, I guess,” I responded.

“Haw haw. Get serious. How many do you offer to get untied.”

Shit. He was doing what I told him to do, and now that he was, I hated it. I tried my best not to get pissed.

“Please Sir, I gave some before you arrived. I’ll do one more now, and another tomorrow.”

“He can’t be serious,” Wayne spoke. “I say we leave him.”

“No, I don’t want strangers finding him. Mateo, we were thinking of three a week until school starts.”

Where the hell did that come from? Would they really hold me to it?

“One a week. I give good ones.”

“Yeah, that’s true, I guess. How about one a week until school starts, but another two on the fourth of July and three on Christmas break.”

“Or, you could ask us to fuck you,” Wayne stated. I didn’t hear him laugh.

“Please sirs, not that. How about one a week till school starts, an extra on the Fourth and two at Christmas.”

I heard one of them walk around behind me. Then I heard Wayne’s voice from back there.

“If only I had some lube.” I felt something poke and then enter. I jerked at the ropes trying to get away.

“Relax, it’s just my finger,” Wayne laughed. The finger slowly pushed forward until it went through the tight spot.

“Oh, shit, I really want my dick to feel this,” he said. “It’s warm and wet and it presses against all sides of my finger at the same time. Yep, I want to fuck him.”

I’d had it. I was ruined. Wayne was going to fuck me. I began to cry.

But then I heard Frank from right in front of me. “What was your second offer? I think it was one now and another tomorrow. We’re good with that if you were serious.” The finger came out of my butt as soon as Frank spoke.

“Yes,” I sobbed. I had no energy left. I was broken.

“You’ll still have to go home naked.”

“Yes sir, I know. I’ll be fine.”

“Okay. Wayne is hard already, so start with him.”

This time, Wayne didn’t play games. It still took a long time, but once he was ready to shoot, he let it happen. By then his brother was ready, and I got him done quickly. They freed my hands.

I pulled the blindfold off. “We had to,” Frank whispered. “Roman and Silas Martenez put a couple of kids in charge. They made us do it. And you do have to give us another one tomorrow. But they want more. They told us you still haven’t had the worse day of your life.”

“Hands behind your back,” Wayne said. “We have to make sure that you don’t cover up on the way home. If you do, we were told that we’d get fucked, and knowing who said it, we believe them.”

“Who?” I asked. Wayne was behind me, tying my wrists together.

“Vincent, Dante, and Diego. Minor players who owe allegiance to the Martenez brothers.”

I knew them. Vincent was fourteen. Dante and Diego were brothers, twelve and eleven years old. And now I knew who I’d sucked off before doing Frank and Wayne.

“You’ll untie me when I get home?”

“No,” Frank said, sounding sad. “They told us to go straight home and stay in the house for the rest of the day. I guess they have something planned. I don’t really know, other than they threatened worse for us if we screwed up. I just hope the blowjobs now and tomorrow are enough. Once we’re done tomorrow, it is over.”

“Not over tomorrow,” I whispered back. “I promised the girls that they could keep me hairless all summer. I think they had demands too.” I had never felt so bad in all my life.

“I wish we could stay and help you. Protect you. I feel like a total jerk and a coward. I’m supposed to be your best friend, and all I did was make you blow me and my brother and promise to give us more.”

“Don’t worry about it. I understand. You have to protect yourself and Wayne. Do what you have to, I promise, we will still be friends afterwards.”

They ran off. I didn’t dare run. If I fell, I might not be able to get up. Scared to death of who might see me and what they might make me do, I headed for the trail. I was totally defeated. The worst day of my life was going to be a few months long. And I wasn’t even positive that the Martinez brothers were going to be satisfied.

Once on the trail, it seemed a lot more crowded than normal. And a far higher percentage of the kids were girls than was typical. Some reached out to touch as I passed. There was nothing I could do but let them.

Once on the streets, it was worse yet. I think that by the time I got home nearly every girl in my grade had seen me. Vincent, Dante, and Diego were on my front porch. I didn’t see my clothes.

As I approached, a phone rang and Vincent answered it on speaker.

“Who told you to tell Plowman to tie Smink’s arms behind his back?”

It was Roman Martenez’s voice. I saw fear in the eyes of the three boys on my porch.

“Not any of us,” Vincent said. “I’ll bet Frank did it in order to get something in return.”

“You’re lying,” Roman’s voice came from the phone. “I can hear it in your voice. One chance, right now, to minimize what happens to you. Did you, Dante, or the little twirp Diego tell them that I wanted his arms tied?”

“It was Dante’s idea,” Vincent suddenly shouted into the phone. “He and his brother wanted more blowjobs.”

“No, I didn’t, you brought it up,” Dante yelled.

“Shut the hell up, both of you,” Roman directed. “Are Smink’s arms still tied?”

“Yeah,” Vincent said softly.

“Untie them. Then hand your phone to him.”

Vincen and Dante jumped up and began loosening the knots binding my wrists. Once I was free, Vincent handed me his phone.

“It’s me. The phone is on speaker, is that okay?”

“Yeah. Do they have your clothes?”

“I don’t see them,” I began, but Vincent said they were inside the house.

“I heard,” Roman said. “V, D, and D, I thought that between you there was enough brain power to make one human, but I see I got that wrong. All three of you, strip. You have two minutes, starting now. Mateo will tell me when none of you are wearing anything.”

I have to admit, they reacted quicker than I did, especially since they were outside and there was a gathering crowd of kids on my lawn. “They’re naked, except for shoes and socks,” I said when the last one finished.

“Take their clothes into your house. Get dressed while you’re in there. Then go back out.”

I thought about taking my time, but I was somehow in good graces with the oldest of the Martenez brothers and I didn’t want to risk losing that. I told him when I was back outside.

“Boys,” Roman said. I wasn’t sure if it included me or not, but I did stiffen, just as they did. “I hope none of you are covering up.” As soon as the words came out of the phone, all three of them moved their hands. Roman didn’t ask me if they had or not, so I stayed quiet.

“If Mateo wants one or more blowjobs from you three, he’ll take you in one at a time and you will give him one. He can ask for three if he wants. I have girls your age on the way. When Mateo is done with you, you will go with the girls and do everything they tell you to do, without question and without hesitation. Do you understand?”

The fear in the voices was obvious. They all said they understood.

“Smink, no more than three.”

“Yes sir,” I said. “I’m not going to ask for any. I understand the reason for why I had to give some. I screwed up worse than they did. I’m good.”

“Good choice,” he said evenly. “I’m beginning to have a tiny bit of respect for you. You are still bound to the agreements you made with your friends. Don’t screw that up. Are there kids in your yard?”

“Yes,” I answered. I was pleased to see that among them were Frank and Wayne.

“Have the boys get off their butts and go out and shake hands. Kids are allowed to touch them if they want, without fear of retribution, but nothing that causes pain. When their escorts arrive, they will take control. Hang up, and give Vincent’s phone to Faith Norris when she arrives.”

Roman disconnected before I could. I looked at Vincent and saw his body sag. I knew that he was dreading having her in charge of him more than anyone else. But I didn’t feel the least bit sorry for him.

“You heard him. Go out and greet the kids here to see you,” I said.

Diego had a tear running down his cheek. “Please, call Roman back. Tell him I’ll give you blowjobs for a year. Anything. Not this. Not letting everyone in town see me naked.”

“I’ll give you Vincent’s phone and you can call him yourself. I think you’ll quickly find that he’ll hold you to what you offered and still make you get out in the yard and meet all the kids out there.” I held the phone out.

He reached out for it, but then pulled his hand back. I think he realized I was speaking from personal experience and that making that call would only make it worse for him. He joined his brother and Vincent. All three of them now had erections, and a dozen or so girls got to touch them. It took nearly twenty minutes before three more girls arrived. Faith Noris was one of them. Like Vincent, she was fourteen. With her was thirteen-year-old Chloe Martenez, and she made Dante cringe when he saw her. Behind them was a girl of twelve, Nancy Pederson. She immediately gripped Diego by his dick and pulled.

“Come on Diego, we’re going to my house. My sisters and I are going to have fun watching you play with it. And I see a couple of little hairs around your tiny little dick. Don’t worry, in an hour, they will be gone.”

Vincent and Dante looked just as horrible as Diego as the other two girls led them off too.

Now that I was dressed, the crowd on my front lawn quickly moved on. Frank and Wayne stayed, and I invited them inside.

“Don’t even think about lying to the Martenez brothers,” I began. “I owe you both a blowjob tomorrow and you’ll get it. Thanks for not making it worse.”

“It was the least we were allowed to demand,” he said, looking sad. “I don’t want you to have to…”

“It will be done. I’ve already sucked you and Wayne off. Two more won’t make any difference. And we are still friends.”

I got them done. Frank offered to pay it back, and I didn’t refuse. Only he didn’t want to do it in front of his brother, so Wayne left. But he came back after his brother got home.

“I couldn’t live with myself knowing my brother made good on his offer and I did nothing. He did blow you, didn’t he?”

“He did. I wouldn’t hold it against you if you don’t want to do it.”

He shook his head. “I would hold it against me. Frank did it, and so can I. Get undressed.”

It was a kind of a poor job, but I didn’t complain. He was doing it from the heart, not to be the best.

Two weeks later, the five girls showed up. They had two more my age with them, and they took great pleasure in making sure that I was hairless from the neck down. And they came back every two weeks, each time with different girls. It never got easier to be naked in front of them.

But it was a good thing I didn’t stop them. Around the Fourth of July, I was shooting baskets with Frank and Wayne when Roman Martenez came over. Behind him were Vincent, Dante, and Diego.

“You four are all supposed to be hairless until tomorrow. I need to know that you are. All four of you, strip now. Everything off.”

We were in a public park, surrounded by scores of kids, boys and girls, mostly centered around my age. But I knew that hesitation could be dangerous, so I started immediately. I was naked before the other three had even gotten more than their shirts, shoes, and socks off.

Seeing me naked and the other three starting to undress drew an immediate crowd. Roman barely looked at me before telling me I could get dressed. But he stood there and glared at the three boys who had lost their protection from being part of the Martenez gang. They finally realized that I was now part of the audience and quicky shed their shorts and boxers.

“Play a game of horse,” Roman said to them. “The loser goes home naked. And don’t cover up or you’ll have to start over.”

“No, please,” Diego begged. “I’m not as good as them. And I can’t make a layup and they know it.”

Roman laughed. “Okay. Pick a girl, any girl here who is your age or older. Play her. If she loses, you can get dressed. But if you lose, she gets your clothes and she gets to decide when and for what price you get them back.”

He stepped back, blending into the crowd, but watching to make sure his orders were followed.

Diego was horrified, but learning. He quickly chose a girl his age. It was the wrong choice, as she had only lost the H and O before he was naked. Laughing, she told him to stand there, with his hands above his head, until his brother’s game was done.

Vincent and Dante were more evenly matched. They were both down to just the E when Dante missed a shot and lost. As the girl led Dante away, Vincent got dressed. He didn’t gloat, perhaps he knew that would be a mistake. He gathered up his best friends’ clothes and said he’d meet him at his house.

Roman came to me. “Go with Dante. Notify me if he covers up. Make sure nobody takes a picture of him or hurts him. They can touch him if they want. Once back at his house, make sure Vincent gives him his clothes back. You can ask for a payment for escorting him if you want.”

It was tempting, but I decided I didn’t need to have Vincent and Dante pissed at me.

It was one of very few times that anyone ever got to see an ally of the Martenez clan get punished and I did have to intervene twice. When we got to Dante’s house, Vincent immediately gave him his clothes. I got a thank you from Dante, and when I turned to go, he asked, “Don’t you want your payment?”

“Want it? Hell, yes. But not if you’re forced to give it to me. I know much better than you how that feels inside.”

“You’ll never get a second chance,” Vincent said. “I’ll take it if you really don’t want it.”

“I would recommend you check with Roman before you do make him suck you, but I’ll leave that up to you.” I left, my job now finished. I was actually a little proud of myself.

The rest of summer I had to live with people, mostly girls, laughing when they saw me. And, every two weeks, I had to strip for five friends, which often became as many as ten since they made a point of inviting other girls who had not seen me naked.

It was a good thing I didn’t refuse it though. Three days before school was to begin, I was hanging out at Fisher Creek, a local swimming spot. It had been a dry summer, so there wasn’t much flow and the water was only waist deep, but still, it was cool and refreshing. There were about twenty kids there within a year or two of my age.

Roman and Silas Martenez showed up, followed by Vincent, Dante, and Diego. The younger boys looked scared, like they knew something was going to happen to them.

Roman pointed at me, and motioned for me to get out of the creek. Now I was worried, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong with anyone, let alone a member of the extended Martenez clan.

“You four,” he pointed to include his distant cousins. “Were all told to remain hairless until school started. Prove that you are.”

It had been several months since the last time I had to be naked in public, but I knew better than to complain. All I had on was a bathing suit, so it didn’t take long for me to get naked. My dick immediately began to harden as all the kids in and around the swimming spot had their attention on me.

“How come only one of you has enough sense to do what I ordered?” Roman asked. That got the other three moving. Once the four of us were naked, he had us stand, facing the crowd of kids, and raise our hands above our heads.

“I need four girls to come and do an inspection,” Roman said louder. “I’ll pay five dollars per hair to any girl who finds one below the neck on the boy they picked.”

Ten to twelve girls lunged forward. Roman didn’t send the slower ones back, but he did give hand-held magnifying glasses to the first four.

It was horrifying. Not only was Connie Mitchal right in front of me with a huge smile on her face, but she was using a magnifying glass to look at my groin, dick, and balls. Her other hand was used to touch me, and she touched in all the places not normally available to her. Cum was leaking from my pee hole and hanging in threads before breaking off and dripping to the ground. She even used the glass to get a close-up look at it.

“Vincent has two hairs, right here,” the girl inspecting him announced. Roman went and looked, although his glance was so short and from far enough away that I don’t think he could verify that the girl was correct. He didn’t care; he gave her ten dollars.

“I found three on Dante,” the next girl declared. Again, Roman pretended to look but really just paid the girl.

“Diego doesn’t have any.” The girl doing him sounded extremely disappointed, which surprised me. She’d just been given the chance to look and touch a naked boy her age and was upset that she didn’t get five dollars.

Roman ignored her for a second. “Vincent, you and Dante will remain standing here for one hour. I hope I don’t need to tell you where your arms belong.”

The boys had been covering up, but quickly moved their hands.

Roman looked at the girl who’d inspected Diego. “Are you sure you looked hard enough? Have him bend over and spread his cheeks apart. I’ll bet he has at least one hair up his butt.”

The look on Diego’s face was worth having to still be standing there naked in front of a bunch of girls.

The girl did as Roman had ordered as Diego bent over and exposed his anus to her and everyone else. She used the magnifying glass to conduct an inspection.

“Uh, I see, wait, maybe it isn’t…”

“It’s a hair,” Roman cut her off. “You know it is, so just say so.”

She looked doubtful, but declared whatever she’d seen was a hair. Roman ordered Diego to go stand next to his brother as he paid the girl.

“Mateo, you can’t put your suit on over a boner. Make it go away and then you can put it on. After that, stay here an hour and make sure that nobody does anything they shouldn’t with the boys. Once that time is up, you can give them their suits back for a price. One I’m sure they will accept.”

With that said, Roman turned and began walking away. The last thing I wanted to do was jack off in front of so many girls who I would see in school in a week, but I didn’t dare defy his order.

With all eyes on me, I used my right hand and got started. It took longer than I wanted it to, but I did finally shoot five globs, which got a big cheer. I quickly put my suit on and looked at the time.

The time passed quickly, at least for me. I’m sure that time was passing much slower for Vincent, Dante, and Diego. They all had boners, as many girls came up and made their own close-up inspections. In addition, many more kids, mostly girls, arrived. And several of them were around eleven and twelve years old, the same ages as Dante and Diego. I had no doubt that Roman had called and told them what they were missing.

When the hour ended, my price for giving them back their suits was the same that I had paid. They had to jack off.

I was a bit shocked when two days later, the day before school was to start, that Brenda, Karen, Chloe, Cathy, and April all showed up with the tools they needed to keep me hairless.

“I haven’t grown any hair, it hasn’t been two weeks,” I complained. “I even got inspected…”

“We heard, and we’re a bit pissed we didn’t get to see it. Don’t worry, we brought magnifying glasses and we’ll make damn sure you don’t have a hair anywhere below your neck.”

And for the next hour, they did make sure. All of them kept ‘finding’ hairs around my balls and even up my butt. In the end, I was so horny that jacking off while they watched wasn’t a problem.

It was odd returning to school where scores of girls who had seen me totally naked over the summer were now seeing me again. I could tell from the way they looked at me, and where they looked, that they were remembering. There were giggles, lots of them. But after the first couple of weeks, attention to me began to return to normal.

For Vincent and Dante, they had it worse. Apparently being part of the Martenez gang didn’t come with all the protection other members normally got. Both were pantsed several times in school. Often with pants and underwear to their ankles. And I heard that even worse was happening to Diego, but he was in elementary school, so I didn’t witness any of it first-hand.

I kept my promise to never be pissed at any of my friends. Not even for the extra haircut the day before school started. If anything changed, it was that we were even closer as friends.



The End