By Aldric
Grand Theft Auto
“You got everything you need?” Craig asked. He and
Tylor Morre had a
rare day off from school as today was a teacher’s workshop
day at the
high school, and the both wanted to spend it doing their favorite
thing, fishing. Tylor was supposed to stay home and keep an eye on his
younger brother who was home sick from his middle school, but they
decided that the tick was old enough to be alone for a few hours. They
loaded up the car and drove to the river, completely unaware that the
tick, AKA Jason Morre, was hiding on the floor in front of the back
seats.
“Yeah, close it up, Tylor said. Jason
heard the trunk slam and knew that in a few minutes he’d be
able to go
up stream from where his brother and Craig were fishing and do some
swimming. He was jealous that Tylor didn’t have to go to
school and
faked being sick rather than go to school.
“Hey, grab
some sun block,” Tylor said. “There’s
some in the glove box. The front
passenger door opened and Jason felt the car shift as Craig got in.
“Got it,” he heard Craig say, and a few seconds
later the Craig said,
“You want to lock it?”
“No, I left the key in the ash
tray. Do what we did last time and lock all the doors except the one
that has the lock stem missing.” Jason heard a click and then
the front
door closed. A minute later the other front door opened, the lock
clicked, and then the door closed. Then the back door opened.
“Shit, you’ve got a tick problem,” Craig
said. “It’s hiding in the back
of your car, trying to suck all the life out of you again.”
Jason sat up, and got out of the car as his brother came over.
“I just
wanted to go swimming. I’ll leave you alone. I’m
not really sick.”
“First, you lied to mom. Second, you snuck out of the house
and hid in
my car. Third, if you go swimming your stinking body will either kill
all the fish or make them leave. I’m not going to bring you
home with a
wet bathing suit and have mom find out you lied about being
sick.”
“Let me stay or I’ll tell mom you left me alone to
go fishing.”
“Tell mom that and I’ll tell her you said you lied
about being sick and
made your bed look like you were in it. Are you sure you want to play
it this way?”
Jason knew he’d get in a lot more
trouble than Tylor would. Plus, Tylor would be pissed at him.
“Okay, I
won’t tell mom. But please let me go swimming. I’ll
stay far enough
away from you that I won’t scare the fish, I
promise.”
“I don’t want you out of my sight when
you’re swimming. And if you go
home with a wet suit and a sun burn, how are we going to explain that
to mom? Now I have to take you back home.” Tylor turned to
Craig and
said, “I have to take the tick home. Sorry.”
“Maybe
not, couldn’t he stay here? He could sit in the shade of that
big tree
there. We were only going to be here for a couple of hours
anyway.”
“No, I can’t trust him to stay put. He’ll
wonder off for sure. I have to take him home.”
“And then come back? You thought he was sick, and sleeping.
You trust him to be home alone when he’s not really
sick?”
Tylor tried to think. He saw that Craig had just finished putting a
hook on his line, and had an idea. “Hey, do you still have
that
100-pound line in your tackle box?”
“Yeah, but you don’t need it here, there
isn’t anything in the river even a tenth of size of fish
that’s made for.”
“Yeah, but I’ve got an idea. Bring it and some
clamps.” Tylor turned to
his brother and put his arms on his shoulders. “This way
tick.”
He led him to the tree and when Craig handed him the spool of heavy
line he pulled off several feet of it.
“That stuff will cut his wrists if you try to tie him with
it,” Craig said.
“I know, so I’m not going to do that.”
Tylor took one end of the thick
mono line and without warning pulled the back of Jason’s
swimming
trunks out and shoved the line inside until it came out one of the leg
holes.
“Hey, fantastic idea,” Craig said. He took
both ends and pulled them around the tree, leaving enough slack to
allow the tick to sit with his back to the tree. Once positioned, he
used a clamp to fasten the two ends together.
“He’s
too modest to go anywhere without his trunks and there is no way he can
break the line,” Tylor said. He looked at his brother and
said, “You’ll
be fine here. It’s shady, and I’ll get you a bottle
of water. We’ll cut
our fishing time short and be back in two hours.”
A
few minutes later, after getting a plastic water bottle out of his bag
and handing it to his brother, Jason and Craig headed for the river,
leaving a very angry and disappointed Jason behind. As soon as they
were out of sight, Jason tried to break the line, but he quickly
realized that there was no possible way for him to do that. He saw that
he could step out of his suit, but like his brother had said, that
would leave him naked except for a tee shirt and he had no interest in
being naked.
He sat back against the tree and took a
sip of the water, which was still cold. It was going to be a long two
hours. If his brother really came back that soon. “I should
have stayed
home. Even school would be better than this,” he said to
himself.
He felt a slight tickle on his arm and shook it, only to suddenly feel
something he’d only experienced once before—the
stings of several fire
ants. He looked and saw there were several on his shirt and quickly
pulled it off and tossed it on the ground. But then one stung him on
the foot and he saw that either Craig or Tylor had disturbed a mound
next to the tree. In moments, there would be many more ants on him. He
did the only thing he could do and pulled his suit down and stepped out
of it, allowing him to get away from the tree.
Once
clear of the mound and the tree, he brushed off the few ants that were
still one him getting several more stings before he was clear. Circling
around and watching the ground, he tried to make his way back to where
his shirt and suit were, but he saw that both of them were covered in
ants, likely drawn by his sweat. He couldn’t even get to the
water
bottle without getting too close to the ants, so he retreated.
Once out from under the tree he realized how naked he was and that the
road was just a couple of dozen yards from where he stood. If anyone
else had the idea to go fishing or swimming, this was where they would
park. He ran to his brother’s car and got in the back using
the one
door that wasn’t locked.
But the car was in the sun,
and even after rolling down the windows in the back it was still too
hot inside because the sun was coming straight in through the back
window. He considered his options, which didn’t take long
because he
had so few, but one might just work.
The keys were in
the ash tray. He reached around the front seat and unlocked the
driver’s side door and then got out and into the
driver’s seat. He got
the keys and put them in the ignition. If he damaged his
brother’s
pride and joy there would be no forgiveness, but all he had to do was
try to get it into the shade as much as possible. He looked around for
a suitable spot. The best one was under the big oak, but he
couldn’t
drive there because smaller trees surrounded it and would scratch the
side. The next best choice was a smaller tree right at the bend by the
road.
He had to move the seat forward, and even then
he didn’t have a good look over the hood, but he started the
engine. He
put the car in reverse and started moving slowly towards the tree at
the bend in the road, using the mirrors as much as he could.
Jason was so focused on maneuvering the car that he didn’t
even see the
three boys on bikes come up to the bend. The first he knew of them was
when Cade Green knocked on the driver side door.
The
knock scared him and instead of moving his foot to the break he
accelerated and nearly backed into the tree he was trying to get under.
He stopped just in time and when he shifted the lever into park Cade
opened the door.
“I told you it was the tick driving,” Cade yelled
to his brother and best friend. Even the eighth graders knew his
nickname.
Randy Green, who was sixteen and in high school, pushed his brother
away from the door. “Move over,” he said to Jason.
When Jason moved to
the other side Randy got behind the wheel while Cade got in next to him
and Josh West got in the back seat. Like Cade, Josh was thirteen and
cutting school.
“Get your naked ass into the back
seat,” Randy said. When Jason, who was too stunned to even
comprehend
what was going on, sat there, Randy easily picked up the 102-pound boy
and pushed him head first over the back of the seat.
“How come your driving around naked?” Josh asked.
“Ants. Fire ants. You guys need to get out before my brother
comes back.”
“First,” Randy said, “Your brother
doesn’t concern me. And second,
don’t ever think that you can tell me what to do. You will do
what I
say, not the other way around.”
He turned back to looking forward and put the car into gear and turned
it around and headed out to the road.
“Where are we going?” Cade asked.
“You said your school has early dismissal today,
right?”
“Yeah, at one o’clock.”
“Well, we should be there just in time for the tick to catch
his bus.”
Of the three thirteen-year-olds, two had big smiles. The third, Jason,
had a look of total horror in his eyes as Randy drove the car rapidly
down the road and towards the middle school that all three of them
should have been at.
“Josh, when we get to the
parking lot you push him out the door,” Randy said.
“And lock it behind
you. Cade, you get out and lock your door. I’ll toss the keys
somewhere
and we have to get out of there as quick as we can and get back to our
bikes. It’ll be our word against his, and our word is he
drove this
piece of shit car to school, not us. You guys sure your friends will
lie for you?”
“Yeah, no doubts about that, but I’ll pass out some
weed for free just to make sure,” Cade said.
“Okay, here we go,” Randy said. He pulled the car
into the lot, closest
to where the buses would load and parked in the first available space.
Josh tried to do his part, but Jason was fighting back until Randy
opened the door and pulled him. Randy tossed the keys into some shrubs
just under a classroom window and he, Cade, and Josh took off for the
road. Behind them they could hear the bell ringing as the first bus was
pulling into the school.
Jason, surprised to find
himself naked just outside his school, didn’t even see where
the keys
landed, only the direction that Randy had thrown them. He stood there,
frozen in place, trying to sort out how all this could have happened so
quickly. Then he heard the bell ring and knew he had to move.
He started in the direction he saw Randy throw the keys and was half
way to the grass when someone getting up in the classroom looked out
the window and saw him.
“Hey, there’s the tick, and
he’s naked!” the boy shouted. In seconds, the whole
class was lined up
against the windows. Jason saw a couple of girls he knew and froze,
giving them an even better look at him. Then he saw the glint of sun
reflecting off something in the bushes just below the window and ran
forward. He saw the keys and grabbed them.
He turned
towards the car only to see the walkers—those kids who
didn’t ride
buses—had been released and were between him and the car.
They hadn’t
seen him yet, but someone inside the classroom opened a window and
shouted to them. Three dozen heads turned, and there was Jason,
completely naked and facing them, again frozen with fear, his penis now
growing from its two-inch flaccid state to nearly four-inch hard state
as he stood there.
As more kids started yelling more
heads turned, and even the bus riders started running over. That was
enough for Jason to break out of his stance and start running right
into the thick of the crowd of kids that were between him and the car.
Getting to the car and getting the hell out of here was all he could
think to do.
With one hand clutching the keys and the
other covering his erection he merged with the kids, but they had other
plans. His arms were grabbed, stopping him, and then held out to the
side to give everyone a good look at him.
“The tick’s
hairless,” someone yelled. “Tiny dick,”
came another. Hands touched
him—everywhere. He could feel someone trying to get the keys
out of his
hand. Most, if not all, of his classmates were now seeing him naked and
he was groped by dozens of girls. Just before he lost the keys he heard
the shout that saved him. “Teacher coming!”
He was
released, the keys still in his hand. He pushed through the kids who
were now trying to escape and got to the car. He put the keys in and
started it and drove off as fast as he could without hitting any of the
walkers. As he left the school and got on the road he saw three
teachers just coming around the corner, but from his view in the mirror
they seemed to be focusing on the kids and not him.
Risking all, he drove fast, faster than Randy had gone. He almost drove
past the park entrance in his panic to escape, but it was his brother
and Greg talking to Randy and cade Green that caught his attention and
he stopped just in time.
Tylor and Greg came running over to him and the Greens and Josh got on
their bikes and rode off towards the school.
“Get out!” Tylor yelled at him. “Get the
hell out of my car!”
Jason put it in park and got out. Jason grabbed him and shook him.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Stealing my car? Driving
around? What
if you’d been caught or had an accident?”
“I didn’t steal it, I was in it. Those guys stole
it.” Jason pointed at the retreating boys on bikes.
“Bullshit. They said they cut out of school early. And they
said you were there running around naked.”
Greg came up and put an arm on Tylor. “Don’t hurt
him Tylor,” he said
softly, but it was enough for Tylor to stop shaking his brother.
“Let’s
take the tick home before the bus gets there. We can find out the truth
from Crystal.” Crystal was Greg’s sister, and she
was in the same grade
as Jason. And she had a crush on him.
Tylor opened
the back door and pushed Jason inside. Jason tried to get back out, but
Tylor slammed the door. “Don’t let him out on your
side,” he said to
Greg as he got in the front seat.
“But my suit,”
Jason yelled as he tried to get past Greg. Then he switched to the
other door and started to get out behind Jason.
“If
you get out we’re leaving you,” Tylor said with
anger. “I’m so pissed
at you right I don’t care what happens to me. Unless you want
to walk
the five miles to home naked, get your ass back in that
seat.”
It was said softly, but Jason could hear the anger behind the softness.
He got back in the car. “I promise, I didn’t steal
it. Randy did. He
drove it.”
“Why are you naked?” Greg asked, allowing Tylor a
chance to cool down.
“You guys tied me up over a fire ant mound. I
didn’t have any choice. I
was moving the car to the shade and was going to wait there but then
the Green’s and Josh showed up.”
“So you weren’t running around school naked? They
lied about that too?”
“Do you think I’d run around anywhere naked if I
didn’t have to?” Jason
said. He shuddered at the thought of all the kids who saw
him—who
touched him—and would see him back in school on Monday. He
knew he
should have told the whole story, but he didn’t want to tell
his
brother and Greg that he’d popped a boner in front of his
whole school.
Tylor started the car and turned it around in the
parking lot. As they were heading out the school bus, the one that
Jason would have been on if only he’d gone to school that
morning, went
past. Tylor didn’t say a word as he pulled out of the park
and pointed
the car down the road away from the school and towards home.
His bus stop was the first one and it had just let the last kid off as
Tylor pulled into the driveway. Standing there was Crystal, along with
two other girls who lived further up the road but got off there, and
Andrew King, who lived across the street.
Tylor pulled in the driveway and shut off the engine and the four kids
gathered around.
“You may as well get out Tick,” Andrew said.
“We’ve already seen everything you have to
show.”
Tylor turned around in his seat. “You lied Tick. You said you
didn’t go
to the school. You took the car, didn’t you? You wanted to
show
yourself off. Well, now’s your chance. Get out. Let them see
you.”
Jason sat in the back seat, hands covering his groin as his dick was
again growing longer and straighter.
“Get out, or I swear I’ll pull you out and tie you
to the front porch.”
The tone of his brother’s voice was one that Jason
didn’t hear very
often, and it meant that he was dead serious. It wasn’t a
threat, he
was stating a choice of fates. Jason knew that if he didn’t
get out now
his brother would tie him to the porch railing. He got out.
Greg had already gotten out and had asked his sister what happened.
“None of us saw him drive in, it was before the bell rang,
but Andrew
saw him from his last classroom. He said he was running along the side
of the school. And then the bell rang and we all saw him. He ran right
into the biggest crowd of kids and when they let him go he got into the
car and drove away.”
“You lied about everything,
didn’t you? Tylor yelled at his brother. “I was
willing to believe you
but now I can see this was all your doing.” Tylor looked at
Andrew and
asked, “Did you see any of the Green’s or Josh
West?”
“No, Cade and Josh weren’t in school
today,” Andrew said.
Jason was too angry and he knew it. He counted silently to ten and ten
turned to his brother. “You want to be seen naked, okay.
I’m going to
give you another chance. Greg and I have to go back and get our fishing
gear. You are going to stay here, just like you are. The house is
locked, and don’t even dare to break a window to get in. And
keep your
hands to your sides. If they tell me you covered up I’ll
repeat this
all weekend, only with your hands tied behind your back. I’d
better not
hear bad reports when I get back.” Without another word, he
and Greg
got back in the car.
Crystal had only gotten a
glimpse of him at school and had been so disappointed that she
hadn’t
seen what so many other kids had seen. She wasn’t about to
waste this
second opportunity. She liked Jason and normally wouldn’t
have done
anything to hurt him, but that didn’t override her desires to
see him
now that he was totally naked.
Jason’s face was a mixture of shame and fear and his hands
naturally went to his groin.
“I’d love to have all weekend with you like
this,” Crystal said. “But
I’ll settle for this afternoon. If you do what your brother
said and
move your hands to the sides and keep them there.”
Jason understood the implied threat. He could expose himself now, or
tomorrow. Would his brother still be mad enough at him to actually tie
him to the porch? It was not a chance he wanted to take. He slowly
moved his hands to his sides, allowing his dick to point right at
Crystal. It jerked a bit as she and the other two girls stared at it.
“He doesn’t have much to look at,” Andrew
said without thinking.
“I suppose yours is bigger?” one of
Crystal’s friends asked him.
“Yeah, of course!”
“Prove it,” the girl asked. “Prove it, or
we’ll tell every girl in school that we saw yours and it was
even smaller than his.”
Andrew suddenly became aware of the trap he had fallen into.
“Hey, I
didn’t do anything wrong,” he said, hoping the girl
wasn’t serious.
“Last chance. Prove you are bigger down there or every girl
in school will hear otherwise.”
“Uh, I can’t, you know, do that,” Andrew
said, his voice breaking. “It would be wrong. How
about…”
“No deals. You were so sure yours was bigger. We want you to
prove your
claim. Do it now or leave and Monday we spread the word.”
Andrew knew the girls at school would believe it, and nearly all of
them had seen the tick’s tiny dick. If they thought his was
even
smaller, he’d never get a date. He reluctantly lowered his
pants and
boxers. His dick was soft, and fear and embarrassment had caused his
balls to pull up tight and hide behind his dick.
“It doesn’t look bigger to me,” Crystal
said. “But unlike Jason you do have some hair down
there.”
“It’s bigger, but it isn’t hard right
now,” Andrew said.
“Then get it hard and prove it,” one of the girls
said to him. Then
suddenly she turned to Jason and said, “Or you make yours get
soft.”
“Yeah, make it soft,” the other girls said.
“Play with it. Right here
in front of us. Or we will be seeing you again tomorrow and
you’ll be
wishing you had just done what we asked.”
Fearing his
brother’s anger over his belief that he had stolen the car,
Jason did
as he was told. His dick was twitching so much that it barely took two
strokes before he shot, leaving three tiny puddles of thin, grey cum in
the dirt in front of him. But his dick remained hard. “It
won’t go
soft,” he said. “It doesn’t always work
like that. I can’t help it.”
The girls turned back to Andrew. “Looks like you’ll
have to get yours hard in order to prove your claim,” one
said.
“Looks like he’s on his way,” the other
said, pointing at Andrew’s
crotch. “He started getting hard watching the tick play with
his
penis,” she said with a laugh. “Now it’s
your turn. Get it hard and
play with it or we’ll tell everyone that you got hard
watching the
tick.”
Andrew was confused. His dick was getting
hard. But it wasn’t because he’d watched the tick
jack off. He wasn’t
gay. But who would believe that if the girls told everyone what they
had seen. He used his hands to complete the erection, and then, with
his eyes closed so he couldn’t see the girls watching, he
began to jack
off. He had trouble concentrating, but once he got going he
couldn’t
have stopped if he wanted to. In moments, his cum was added to the
dirt. He was pleased that he had more plops of cum than the tick had
produced.
“Okay, you certainly are a bit bigger,” one of the
girls said. “Now get out of here.”
Andrew quickly pulled his pants back up and ran towards his house just
as Tylor and Greg were returning. Tylor parked the car and got out and
tossed Jason’s suit and shirt to him. To the girls he said,
“Okay,
show’s over. My mom will be home soon and the tick needs to
get back in
bed and pretend his sickness has passed. He’s got a busy day
ahead of
him tomorrow.”
After the girls went left, Tylor
unlocked the house. “Tomorrow you’ll be washing and
waxing my car. That
will be your punishment for lying about being sick and making me think
you were sleeping in your bed when in fact you were hiding in my
car.”
Jason tried one more time. “Look, I know you don’t
believe me, but the
truth is I was just moving your car to the shade. It was Randy Green
who drove it to the school where they pushed me out and tossed the keys
up by the classroom windows just as the bell rang.
“Yeah, Greg kind of convinced me of that after Andrew said
the younger
boys weren’t in school,” Jason said. “And
there was an ant mound near
the tree.” He paused, and then continued.
“I’m sorry for what happened,
but in the end, it was your fault. You lied about being sick. You snuck
into my car. If you had gone to school, or even if you had really been
in bed instead of folding up a blanket to make it look like you were,
none of this would have happened. Now I guess you’ll just
have to get
over it.”
Jason didn’t argue. He knew his brother was
right. He’d have to live through whatever was to come when he
went back
to school on Monday. Until then, all he could do was to try his best to
push it from his mind, a task he knew he would fail. Practically every
girl in his school had seen him naked. The girl he liked, Crystal, had
seen him jack off. He figured his life was all but over; this was the
sort of thing that would be remembered well past high school
graduation.