Froggy 2

By Zyngaru
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Copyright 2020 by Zyngaru, all rights reserved

Froggy - Part 2
By Zyngaru
 
 
The next morning, while mom is cooking breakfast, I get up and search the house for the third time since dad brought me back home last night for my missing clothes. They are no where to be found, not even the cut-offs mom said she was going to leave out for me to wear when going to town. I’ve searched the entire house including my parents bedroom. I’ve searched the garage and the basement. I’ve even searched around outside the house. I checked the utility shed and an old dilapidated building out back. My clothes are no where to be found. Wherever mom hid them, they are hid well.
 
At breakfast I feel so exposed. Well the actual word for it is, I feel so naked sitting at the kitchen table with my parents. That’s mainly due to the fact that I am totally naked. The only thing I’m allowed to wear are flip flops to protect my feet. It’s the eeriest feeling sitting across from your parents eating a bowl of cereal, while stark naked. I don’t know any teenagers that would be comfortable being naked in front of their parents. Yet here I am. I’m naked and on full display. My parents can see every inch of me, any time they want to. All they have to do is look. I can’t even count the number of boners I’ve had since I came home yesterday. Just about every time I catch mom staring at my dick, it jumps to attention. When I catch dad staring at my penis, about half the time, it springs to life. Both of my parents seem very interested in watching it swell up before their eyes, because neither one turns away to save me the embarrassment of getting a full boner under their watchful gaze.
 
After breakfast, dad leaves for work. Mom finishes getting ready for work and to my surprise she tells me to get in the car with her. Okay. I’m so hoping mom isn’t taking me to town with her to show me off to people, but why else is she having me get in the car? My fear must be evident, because mom informs me that she’s just dropping me off at the convenient store at the end of the road, to carry milk and eggs back home. She does hint at the possibility of taking me to town naked in the not to distant future though. As much as that scares me, I doubt that could ever actually happen. Towns have decency laws that wouldn’t allow boys to walk around naked. I’m pretty sure she just mentioned that to see if she could get a rise out of me. Well she did, but not the rise I think she thought. My dick goes full boner yet again, just thinking about being in town naked.

So when we pull up to the convenience store and get out to go in, my dick is standing, pointing to the sky.
 
Susan: “Oh! Good morning Zac. Visiting us so soon. I’m guessing your 10% discount is burning a hole in your pockets. Oh! I forgot. You don’t have any pockets, do you?”
 
Susan, the store manager, is all smiles as she stares at my boner.
 
Susan: “I guess we could hang a little purse around that peg of yours!”
Again making her comments with a huge smile across he face.
 
Mom: “Good Morning Susan. I’m Carla. Zac’s mother. I really appreciate you allowing Zac to come here to shop. It makes things so much easier for me. I can just drop him off in the morning on my way to work and he can carry our groceries back home.”
 
Susan: “Hello Carla. Nice to meet you too. It’s no problem at all. Really. Zac is such a cute boy and I believe once news gets out that a nude boy shops here, our business with pick up enormously. That’s why I gave Zac a 10% discount, which of course extends to you also, since he will be coming to shop for you.”
 
While mom and Susan are talking, a tall lanky man wearing glasses, walks out from the backroom. He looks to be maybe college age? He stops in his tracks and stares right at me. He glances over to Susan and then back at me.
 
Froggy: “It’s okay. Miss Susan says I can be here naked. I wish she had said no, but instead, she has even given me a discount to shop here when naked.”
 
Jake: “Really. That’s interesting. I’m Jake by the way.”
 
Froggy: “I’m Zac, but my friends have named me Froggy.”
 
Jake: “Froggy hey! I’m guessing you like to play with frogs.”
 
Froggy: “Yep.”
 
Jake: “So Froggy. What’s with being naked?”
 
Froggy: “That’s a long story, that I’m not sure I totally understand, but basically it goes like this. I met some new friends yesterday. We went skinny dipping. One of my friends, his name is Fish, took my clothes home with him while I was catching frogs and I had to walk home naked. Mom saw me and decided since I like being naked, I should just stay naked.”
 
Jake: “Didn’t you tell her about your friend taking your clothes so you didn’t want to be naked.”
 
Froggy: “Ya. But he had already talked to her first. That’s how she had my clothes. He gave them to her. He told her I liked being naked and that I wanted to be a country boy and go naked.”
 
Jake: “That was pretty rotten of him.”
 
Froggy: “Ya. That’s what I think too. I’m trying to think of some way to get back at him for it.”
 
Jake: “Well. I hope you can. Does he go naked too? Is he going to be coming in here naked?”
 
Froggy: “Nope. Just me. I wish he had to go naked though. Then he’d get to feel just how embarrassing this is, like me.”
 
Mom: “Zac. Come here please.”
 
Mom and Susan explain to me that mom set up an account so that I wouldn’t have to carry money, since I don’t have pockets or a purse hanging from my erected penis. Of course I blush a deep red. She further explains that all I have to do is sign for things. She does warn me about not going crazy and buying a lot of junk, but I can come to the store and get a snack occasionally. So it’s not all bad. Mom leaves. I get the milk and eggs and check out, signing my name for them and start for home.
 
I get half way home and hear my name being called out. I look over to the house that the old man, dad and I visited yesterday lives at. He’s sitting on his porch and waving at me. I walk over to talk with him. Like yesterday, I find that I like this old man. He so reminds me of my grandpa. He asks about me being out so early and I explain to him about my new chore of doing the shopping. Eventually our conversation goes to frogs and he seems interested, so out of nowhere I invite him to come frogging with me. To my surprise he accepts and he walks home with me. He seems to think me calling him Mister Hank is awkward, so he tells me to just call him Uncle Hank. So, I put my groceries away, grab a bucket and Uncle Hank and I head for the creek.
 
We walk to the end of the road and then take a trail back to the creek. Once there I step off into the creek and turn to go upstream. I look back and Uncle Hank is pulling his bib overalls off. He isn’t wearing any underwear. His six inch long dick is hanging in front of his very low hanging balls right out in the open for me and anyone else who might come along to see. Uncle Hank keeps his tee shirt on as he steps off into the creek with me and we go frog hunting.
 
Now this is the first time I’ve ever been hanging out with a naked man before. At first it feels really awkward, but after thirty minutes or so, I get used to it. After about another hour, it feels totally natural to be outside catching frogs with a naked man. Uncle Hank and I talk about all kinds of stuff. I learn that when he was a boy, he did exactly what I’m doing now. He caught frogs and other critters almost every day during the summer. He spent more time naked than he did clothed when he was my age. He showed me a scar on his arm that he got when he was fourteen, when he was noodling for catfish and got his arm caught inside a huge catfish that took him for a ride down a canal. He did eventually wear the catfish out before it drowned him and they had catfish for supper that night. The more I’m with him, the more I like this man. I feel we might spend most of the summer together.
 
We only keep the really big frogs. The others we let go to grow up and catch another day. When we leave around noon, we have six nice big frogs to take back to my pond. After letting them go, Uncle Hank goes home. He tells me it’s his nap time. No sooner than he’s gone and I have eaten a peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich, two naked boys ride up on their bikes. They each have a large fountain drink in their hand, but other than that and a pair of sneakers without any socks they’re totally naked.
 
Froggy: “Fish! Where’s your clothes?”
 
Pee-Wee: “Where’s your clothes, Froggy?”
 
Froggy: “Mom took them and won’t let me have them back.”
 
Pee-Wee: “Why she do that?”
 
Froggy: “Ya! Fish! Why would my mom take my clothes away and make me go naked?”
 
Fish: “How would I know?”
 
Froggy: “Pee-Wee. Since Fish won’t fess-up, I’ll tell you. Fish gave my clothes to mom in town yesterday because he remembered he had them in his back pack and saw her there. That was okay. But then he goes and tells her that I like going naked and that I want to go naked all the time. So when mom gets home and sees me walking home naked, because Fish took my clothes, she assumes Fish told her the truth about me liking to go naked and now I can’t wear clothes at all.”
 
Pee-Wee: “No way! Fish you never did that, did you?”
 
All Fish can do is look away. He’s been caught and knows it.
 
Pee-Wee: “Then that sort of explains what happened to us at the store just awhile ago.”
 
Froggy: “What’s that?”
 
Pee-Wee: “This stock boy. I think he said his name was Jake. At least that was what was on his name badge. He started talking to us. He had heard me talking to Fish when we came in, so he knew Fish’s name. He asked Fish if he knew a boy named Froggy. While they were talking, I got me a fountain drink. The next thing I know this Jake guy is stripping Fish naked right there in the store.”
 
Froggy: “Is that true Fish. Did Jake strip you naked?”
 
Fish: “Ya. He said something about you getting a 10% discount because you were special and asked if I wanted to get the same discount too. When I said sure, he started stripping my clothes off and before I knew it, I was totally naked right in the store with people coming in and out staring at me. I was so shocked, I didn’t know what to do. I froze right there in the snack aisle.”
 
Pee-Wee: “That’s when the store manager asked me if I was with Fish and when I said yes, she just grabbed me and stripped me naked right there at the front counter. Froggy! A woman stripped me naked in public! Can you believe that?”
 
Fish: “That Jake guy went up and handed all my clothes to the manager. I didn’t know what to do! So I just walked over and got me a fountain drink. Then I walked up front with Pee-Wee. I was hoping the manager would give me my clothes back so I could pay for my drink, but she didn’t.”
 
Pee-Wee: “She told us this drink is free. She pulled our phones out of our shorts and used them to call our moms while we were standing there, NAKED! People were coming in paying for gas and staring at us.”
 
Fish: “The manager told our moms that we were standing in her store naked. She actually told my mom that she is okay with me being NAKED in her store, if they are and will even give us a 10% discount on all our purchases, while we’re naked.”
 
Pee-Wee: “When this woman hung up the phone, she told us our mons are okay with us going naked and that she should just keep our clothes and they’ll pick them up later.”
 
Fish: “The manager told us our moms said that we can be naked boys for the rest of the summer.”
 
Pee-Wee: “Ya. She said we deserved it. I didn’t understand what she meant until just now looking at you. She did this to us because of what Fish did to you didn’t she?”
 
Froggy: “I don’t know! Really. This morning mom took me to the store naked of course and while she was talking with the manage, I talked to the stock boy, Jake. I told him about what Fish did to me, but noone else.”
 
Fish: “He must have told the manager and they cooked up this scheme to make both of us be naked too!”
 
Froggy: “Honest guys. I didn’t know. I told Jake, I wanted to get back at you, but I didn’t say anything about doing this. How are you guys going to get home? I mean you’re naked. You can’t just walk into town naked!”
 
Pee-Wee: “That’s exactly what I told the manager. She said we’d have to figure it out.”
 
Froggy: “So, have you figured it out?”
 
Pee-Wee: “Well we thought we’d borrow clothes from you, but that’s not going to happen now.”
 
Fish: “I’d stay here until after dark, but then both of us would get our butts tanned for being out too late. We’ll just have to stick to the back streets and alleys and sneak back home.”
 
Pee-Wee: “At least we have our bikes so we can go fast and really you can’t see our dicks very well, when we’re riding. We checked to make sure on the ride here.”
 
Froggy: “You’re right. I could tell you were both naked but I couldn’t see your junk until you got off your bikes.”
Fish: “Well, looks like all of us will be skinny dipping today. No option to wear anything for none of us.”
 
Pee-Wee: “Then lets go. I want to swim. We can figure out how to get home, after we have some fun.”
 
I grab my bike and ride with the guys to the end of the road. We ditch the bikes and walk back to the creek and then downstream to where the swimming hole is located. None of us waste any time before running and jumping into the pool. I go ahead and stay with the guys to swim, since I caught frogs earlier with Uncle Hank. We have a lot of fun swimming, splashing, jumping and just hanging out with each other. My anger over Fish making me go naked dissipates fast. I mean how can I stay mad at a naked boy, especially since he’s in the same boat as me. He has it even worse than me actually. He lives in town and has to go to town naked. At least I only have to be naked here on my own little road.
 
When we get tired of swimming, we trek downstream to look for frogs and such. We catch a water snake and play with him for a while before letting it go and returning back to the swimming hole to swim some more. I’m enjoying my afternoon with my new friends. The more time we spend together the more I realize how much we are alike. I even get to understand that Fish wasn’t trying to be mean when he suggested to my mom that I would enjoy going naked. It was just a boy’s prank statement. He never thought my parents would take him literally and force me to stay naked all summer. At least I’m hoping it’s just for the summer and I’m not expected to go to school naked. But! Who knows really? I would have never thought in a million years that my parents like seeing me naked so much, that they would make me go naked all summer. Yet! Here I am as naked as the day I was born, outdoors with two other naked boys, playing in a creek as if we are children of Eden or something.
 
I guess I’m getting comfortable with being naked because as we finish swimming, instead of leaving by the main trail, we stay in the creek, chasing after each other, pulling each others dicks, in our version of Peter Tag. It’s something my dad would call grab assing but in this case, we’re grabbing each others dicks. It’s actually fun to play. It feels a little nasty and erotic at the same time. When someone slips and falls in the creek the other two pile on him, pulling his dick mercilessly. There are times that all three of us have someone else’s dick in our hand. For me it feels awesome, and my dick is standing at attention most of the time. When we get close to the road, we stop and walk out on a side trail to our bikes. I tell the guys, I’ll buy us all a drink at the store. So we ride our bikes, still naked of course, since none of us have any clothes to put on. It surprises me that just yesterday, I was scared as hell being naked on this very road and now I’m riding my bike naked and not thinking about it.
 
Susan is in the store when we get there and she definitely enjoys see us walk in.
 
Susan: “Ah! It’s my three naked musketeers. You’re looking good.”
 
Of course we all blush, which seems to make us look even cuter to her, because she smiles and even takes out her phone and takes photos of us. Well I thought she was taking photos, but instead she’s making a video of us shopping in her store. We get our drinks and I even spring for some snacks. It’s awesome having an account at the store.
 
Susan: “Now take your snacks outside and sit at a table and enjoy them.”
 
Pee-Wee: “But people will see us.”
 
Susan: “That’s the whole point. I’m giving you boys a discount, so I expect some cooperation here.”
 
We take our goodies outside and sit at one of the tables and relax. Well we try to relax. Cars driving by, honk their horns when they see us. Some even turn around and come back to the store. It’s difficult enjoying your snack as people walk up to you and start taking photos. Susan is loving this, because her business just increased with us sitting right out her front door. Three naked boys evidently make for a great business sign. For us, this has to be the most embarrassing thing we’ve ever done in our lives. We can only imagine how many times our photos are going to end up online. People everywhere are going to see us. We decide we need to eat up and get out of here, before we make the evening news.
 
Just as we’re finishing up, Becky shows up.
 
Becky: “Hi boys. Nice seeing you!”
 
She’s not even trying to hide the fact where she’s looking. I can feel my dick twitch just from her gaze. I look over at Fish and he already has a full on boner.
 
Becky: “You guys might want to follow me across the street to my house. I’ve got something you’ll want to see.”
 
We look at each other and at the crowd around us and decide at least going to Becky’s house will get us away from this group of gawkers. We grab our bikes and follow Becky across the street. Heather is waiting for us when we get there and by this time all three of us have boners and Heather is making a photographic record of our excited boy parts. The girls lead us around to the backyard, where we can’t be seen from the store. Unfortunately for us, we’re on full display to the highway that runs along beside the girl’s house. Car horns seem to never go away. They just keep blaring when they see us.
 
Fish: “Can’t we go inside or something. People are seeing us naked.”
 
Becky: “That’s the whole point silly.”
 
Heather: “Our Aunt is a genius giving you boys a discount to be naked. It won’t be long before you’re going to be famous all over town. I bet the Mayor is going to see how good this is for tourism and have you going naked in town too.”
 
Becky: “Ya. Aunt Susan told us that you two have to stay naked all the time now and since you live in town, people there are going to see you. So Heathers’s right. You’ll probably be naked in town too.”

Heather: “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if they all have to go to school naked?”
 
Fish: “No way! I ain’t going to school naked.”
 
Becky: “Why not.”
 
Pee-Wee: “Because kids will see our dicks is why.”
 
Heather: “Well we’re seeing them and we think they’re awesome.”
 
Becky: “Especially when they’re excited and you play with them.”
 
Fish: “We don’t play with our dicks!”
 
Becky: “Oh really. Take a look at this.”
 
Becky starts a video on her phone and sure enough there we are pulling on each others dicks. Somehow she went to the creek and saw us playing around on our way back. We all go pale. We were having so much fun playing around, we never looked to make sure no one else was spying on us.
 
Heather: “We want to see you play that game, right here.”
 
Fish: “No way!”
 
Becky: “Sure Way! All I have to do is hit this send button and every kid at school will get a copy of you playing your game.”
 
Froggy: “No! Please! I got to go to that school next term. I don’t want everyone thinking I’m gay or something.”
 
Becky: “Well we already got a video of you playing with yourself right in the middle of the road.”
 
Pee-Wee: “What!”
 
Heather: “Ya yesterday, Froggy played with his wiener and made it squirt on the road.”
 
The girls pull up that video and show the guys. I of course turn red from the neck up as the guys watch me jerk off on camera.
 
Becky: “So boys. Start playing with each other.”
 
Heather: “Or else, everyone is going to see what you do at the creek.”
 
Becky: “So either here or everywhere. Your choice.”
 
Fish looks at Pee-Wee and Pee-Wee looks at me and we all look at each other before finally Pee-Wee reaches over and grabs my dick and pulls it. Fish grabs Pee-Wee’s dick and the game is on. At first we’re very timid and shy about doing this, but as we get going it almost becomes fun. As much as we try, there’s no way to tune out the horns and knowing that people driving by are seeing us is scary as heck. We can almost tune out Becky and Heather sitting on their lounge chairs watching us. Of course their making more videos of us. But the actual game of penis tag is fun, just not so much when it’s on show.
 
As we’re playing, I look up at a window upstairs and I see Ralph looking down on us, still wearing that wicked smile he’s always displaying whenever he’s looking at me. He’s getting a kick out of watching us grabbing each others dicks. Now, because I have to run and grab and try to keep from being grabbed, I can’t focus long on Ralph, but the few glimpses I do get, I sort of think he might be jerking off while watching us. At first I think, ‘that is just sick,’ but then I think, that I would probably be doing exactly the same thing if I were watching three naked boys playing with each others dicks.
 
Fish: “It’s getting late and I need to be getting home.”
 
Pee-Wee: “Me too. If, I’m late, dad with bust my butt.”
 
Becky: “Oh too bad. Heather and I were having so much fun watching the show.”
 
Heather: “Well, if you have to go, you have to go. We wouldn’t want you to get in trouble and not be able to come here tomorrow.”
 
Fish: “Tomorrow?”
 
Becky: “Of course tomorrow and the next day and the next day.”
 
Heather: “Don’t you boys like playing games for us?”
 
Heather holds up her phone with her finger on the send button.
 
Froggy: “Of course we like playing for you. But every day?”
 
Becky: “Well you boys go swimming every day, right? So just stop by here afterward and play for us, before going home.”
 
Heather: “See, no big deal. Our house is right on your way.”
Becky: “Besides I’m sure Aunt Susan will want you sitting in front of her store everyday too.”
 
What have I gotten myself into? Not only am I living naked, but now I have to display my nakedness to lots of people. How did this all happen? Even in New York, where anything is possible, nothing like this would ever happen. The thing is, as humiliating as it is, it’s also exciting. I can’t wrap my mind around it, but it’s true. I just played Peter tag with two other boys in a girls backyard and enjoyed it. It was humiliating as heck, but fun too. Of course none of us have a choice. The girls have incriminating videos of us. If they were just of us naked, no big deal anymore, since lots of people have already seen us naked, but they have videos of us playing with each others dicks and in no society anywhere is that acceptable without getting a lot of teasing.
 
Becky: “Okay boys. Before you leave. I want you to hug each other and kiss. On the lips. I want you to show each other that you had fun today.”
 
Fish: “No way! There’s no way in hell. You’ll make a video of it and have us hooked to do whatever you want forever.”
 
Becky: “Okay Fish. Then I’ll just send this photo out to a few friends of mine.”
 
The photo is a clear picture of Fish holding both mine and Pee-Wee’s dicks and he’s smiling very broadly. No sooner than Fish sees the photo he turns the brightest shade of red I’ve ever seen. I can feel the heat coming off his forehead. He’s radiating heat. With just a whisper, Fish speaks.
 
Fish: “Please. Don’t. I’ll do it. Just don’t show that to anyone.”
 
We all know we’re completely in these girls control. Looking back, I should have just told her to share the jerking off photo. I mean all boys do it. We don’t talk about doing it, but we do it. Yes, it would have been embarrassing, but by letting her blackmail me with that photo, now she has tons of things even worse. I’m stuck. Fish is stuck. Pee-Wee is stuck. There’s no way out for any of us.
 
Slowly. Ever so slowly. We do something boys never do. Especially naked boys. But even clothed boys never do what we are about to do. Just being naked is making it so much worse. We oh so slowly wrap our arms around each other and even slower, put our lips on each others lips and hug and kiss. Of course one of the girls is making a video of it and the other is snapping photos, so there’s no way in the world we’ll ever be able to deny what we’re doing. All I can say about the kiss. It’s awkward. None of us have ever done this before so we don’t even know how to stand or approach each other to kiss. My nose is getting squished and my lips are being pinched. It’s just awkward as hell. Now, that doesn’t even come close to how humiliating it is. I can feel the heat from both Fish and Pee-Wee’s faces. I’m sure they can feel the heat from mine. We kiss. The girls won’t let it be just a peck. Of course not. They want photos of a real kiss, so we have to kiss for real. I don’t know about the other boys, but I’ve never kissed anyone else like this. I mean, I used to give mom a kiss before going to bed, but not like this kiss. I’ve never kissed anyone on the mouth before. Now I’m kissing Pee-Wee and Fish dead on the lips. Finally, after what seems to be an eternity the girls let us break apart and we don’t even look at each other as we leave. We’re to embarrassed by what we just did to even be able to look at each other in the eyes.
 
I glance up at the upstairs window and just get a glimpse of Ralph before he disappears. I watch the backsides of Pee-Wee and Fish, ride their bikes across the highway to horns going off and disappear down a small side street on the other side. I ride my bike away in the opposite direction. Once out of sight of the girl’s house, Ralph steps out of the underbrush along the side of the road. He hails me to stop, so I do. Now what? What is Ralph up to? That evil grin is on his face as usual.
 
I think I’ll stop here. Yep! This is a good place to stop. Froggy can find out what Ralph wants from him next time. Froggy will just have to worry about it until then.