I Didn't Do It

By Aldric

I Didn’t Do It

I’d managed to get all my homework done while waiting for sister to finish her dance lesson. That meant that I could leave my book bag in my locker for a change. I decided I’d leave my coat there as well as it was a pleasantly warm and sunny day. When I got back to the gym, Sarah was waiting on me.

“Where were you?” she demanded as only a twelve-year-old princess can. “I had to wait here for you, and so did Anna.”

“I just went to my locker,” I said. “Why did Anna have to wait?”

“Because I’m going to her house to work on our science project. If you had been here you would have known that and could already be on your way.”

If she wasn’t my sister I’d swear she was a JAP. Not the slur for people from the island of Japan, but a Jewish American Princess. She had all but one of the qualities: highly spoiled, whinny, ungrateful, high maintenance, and constantly nagging. The only thing missing was we aren’t Jewish.

“Okay, fine, go,” I said, glad to be rid of her. “You called Mom, right?”

“Yes, of course I called Mom,” Sarah said. She turned and left with Anna without another word.

For one of the very few times, I was alone and had some spare time. Rather than go straight home, I decided to go to the park north of the school. Usually I had Sarah with me and she demanded we go home by the most direct route. And I agreed to be done being her escort that much sooner.

Birds were singing, the breeze made just a small amount of noise as it made the tree leafs flutter, and I was at piece with the world.

“Hey, look at that kid,” I heard someone behind me say. “It’s him! Get him.”

I turned to see who they were chasing. There was a dozen or so of them, mostly girls but at least four boys my age or older. They all appeared to be heading towards me, so I turned the other way, expecting to see someone running. But there was nobody in that direction. I turned back just as they surrounded me.

“You got a lot of balls coming back here,” one of them said.

“Back here? I’ve never been here before.”

The kid confronting me turned to one of the girls. “He’s the one who pantsed my brother, right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” the girl said. “He’s the right height and build. White shirt with that goofy crest on it, black pants and shoes. Only the kid who did David had a blazer on.”

“I left my blazer in my locker,” I said. “But I have never pulled down any boy’s pants. I had that happen to me last year, and it was…”

“Get him,” the kid said. I was immediately pounced on by the boys. “Over there,” the kid in charge said, pointing to an area with some trees and shrubs around a small table. “Empty his pockets and then strip him. We’ll show him what happens to kids that pick on kids younger than them.”

“No, wait, it wasn’t me, I swear,” I pleaded. They didn’t waste time with buttons, they tore my shirt off. “Don’t, that costs money. I need it for school.”

“Toss everything into that shredder,” the kid in charge said. My belt was undone while someone was pulling off my shoes and socks.

“Stop, please, it wasn’t me,” I begged. I tried resisting, but there were too many of them. And they were enjoying it too much. Down came my pants, and a moment later my boxers. I was naked!

“Turn it on Smitty,” the kid in charge said, pointing to the machine. He figured out how to start it, and a moment later a cloud of shredded clothing shot out the other end and into a trailer. The machine was shut off.

“Stand him up, let everyone get a good look at him,” the kid said. “Not laughing now, are you punk.”

“Whatca doing to that kid,” a boy said as he rode up on a bike.

“That’s the kid who pantsed you David,” the leader said to him.

“No it isn’t. I told you, the boy who did it had red hair. This kid’s hair is black. Top and bottom. You stripped some other poor kid.” He was laughing. The kids holding my arms let me go and I used my hands to try and hide my dick.

“Hey, his phone is ringing,” one of the girls near the table said. She picked it up. “It’s from some girl.” She walked towards me holding the phone in front of her.

“Mathew, why are you naked?” I heard Sarah say. The girl got close enough for me to see that she and Anna were on video call.

“That’s my sister, hang up,” I said. But the girl put my phone down on the ground and she and all the other kids ran off. In order to get my phone I had to bend over and uncover my privates.

“Mathew, Mom is going to kick your ass for running around naked,” Sarah said. “Who was that girl who answered the phone?” In the background I could hear Anna say, “He’s got an erection. This is so cool. Make sure and save that video and send…” I ended the call before she could finish saying ‘to me.’

It rang again immediately. This time, I answered it without the video on. “Sarah, I’m in the park, north of where Anna lives. These kids took my clothes. I need you to find me something to wear and bring it to me.”

“I’m not going all the way to the park just because you were playing games with your girl friend,” Sarah said. “You need to get here and walk me home. Anna’s mother had to leave and without an adult here, I have to leave too. So meet me on the front porch.” She hung up.

I was blocks from home, absolutely, totally, naked in the middle of the afternoon. I could see other kids riding bikes and playing out in the park. So far, none seemed to have noticed me, but that could change any minute. All I had was my phone. I used it to call my mom.

“Mathew, I can’t talk now, I got called to an emergency at the hospital. I just got here and I have to go. We’ll talk when I get home.” Then she hung up.

That left me one other choice. Kate, my older sister. She was in high school and had her own car. But she was no more friendly to me than Sarah. And in some regards, worse. But I couldn’t walk home naked. Just getting to the street would be a real challenge. I called her.

“Mathew, where are you,” she practically yelled into the phone. “Sarah said you were running around naked in the park.”

“I’m not running around, these kids thought I was someone else and they …”

“You were supposed to be with your sister. Mom got called into work suddenly. Go to Anna’s house and walk your sister home.”

“I can’t, I don’t have any…”

“Don’t tell me you can’t mister,” Kate said. “You weren’t supposed to be in the park in the first place.”

Why won’t anyone listen to me? I wondered. “I need you to pick me up. My clothes got shredded and …”

“I’ve got a million things to do,” Kate said. “And now you want me to drop everything and come and pick you up? Okay, but this better be important. I’ll be at Anna’s house in five minutes and you had better be there.” The connection was broken.

I knew my older sister very well. When she said I’d better be somewhere, she meant it. If I wasn’t there, she would not make a second trip for me. At least Anna’s house was only a couple of blocks away. I gathered up all the courage I could muster and began running.

I only made it out of the area near the shrubs before the kid on the bike, David, rode past me.

“Naked boy running,” he yelled, and then repeated it. Dozens of kids all stopped what they were doing to look and laugh at me. The only possible good news was that none of them went to the private school Sarah and I went to, so this would not be the topic of conversation tomorrow.

None of the kids chased after me, and when I got to the edge of the park David laughed and rode off. Now I was on a residential street. The problem was, I was leaving the area where the kids in the park lived and the next block would be the more expensive houses. Houses where the kids I did go to school with lived.

My luck ran out three doors from Anna’s house. First, I was completely out of breath, and my run had slowed to a jog. Second, in order to run, my arms were to the sides, letting my dick get some sun. Third, Sarah, Anna, and Peter Langley were sitting on the porch of the house. And my sister’s friend had her phone out and was recording it, while her next-door neighbor laughed his head off.

“Well, it’s about time,” Sarah said. “Serves you right for going places you don’t belong in. Where are your clothes?”

“Gone. The kids in the park thought I was the one who pantsed some kid, but it…”

“You pantsed some kid in the park?” Peter asked. “I guess you got what you deserve.”

“Kate is here,” Sarah said. “Sorry we couldn’t finish the science project today Anna, maybe tomorrow.”

“That’s okay, this was a lot more fun,” she said, still videoing me. I ran (well, jogged fast) to the car only to see my next oldest sister in the front passenger seat. Tasha is one year older than me. And she was not upset to see me naked. I moved to get in the back seat, only to find it occupied by one of Tasha’s friends, Lora. She made me go around to the street side and get in, and then Sarah got in after me, forcing me to sit in the middle. With the hump and the controls for the backseat heat and ventilation in front of me, I had to put one leg on each side, leaving my knees spread open.

“Hi Mathew,” Lora said. “So very nice to see you.” She was laughing and looking at my crotch as I covered up with my hands.

“Seatbelt,” Sarah said.

“We’re just going a couple of blocks. I’ll be…”

“SEATBELT” Kate said. “Where are your clothes?”

“Some kids thought I was someone else and they shredded them.”

“Nice friends you have,” she said. I saw her adjust the review mirror so she could watch as I put on my seatbelt.

“They aren’t my friends, they thought…”

“Remember that kid I told you about? Sarah said, cutting me off. “The one Anna had the picture of with his pants down? Mathew is the kid who pantsed him.”

“No I’m…”

“What the hell has gotten into you,” Kate yelled. “Pulling some poor kids pants down in front of dozens of girls. You should be ashamed of yourself. And you will be. I’ve heard enough, you’re getting the paddle when we get home.” Now that I had my seatbelt on, she started the car.

“But I didn’t…”

“I don’t want to hear it. You bullied some poor kid. How old did he look Sarah?”

“About the same as Mathew. Maybe less hair. I’d say between 12 and 13.”

“This isn’t the way home,” I said.

“That’s right,” Kate responded. “We’re going to try and find this poor kid and you can apologize to him. Sarah, keep your eyes out for the boy you saw.”

“But I didn’t do anything wrong,” I said. “I’m trying to tell you…”

“You don’t think stripping some kid in public is wrong?” Tosha asked.

“I do, but I wasn’t the…”

“You will be very sorry when we get home,” Kate said. “I was already mad at you, and now this.”

“There he is, the boy on the bike,” Sarah said. “He’s cute.”

Kate found a place to park and said, “Get out.” Sarah got out and called to David, who rode over. Lora pushed me out the door and closed and locked it behind me. Once again, I was naked right on the edge of the park.

“Is this the boy who did the horrible thing to you yesterday?” Kate asked.

“Yeah,” David said. “He came up behind me and pulled my pants and underwear down and then he held my arms until all my friends saw me.”

“You said some kid with red hair did it,” I said. “You said it wasn’t..”

“Did not,” David said to me. Then he looked at Kate. “He’s the one who did it. What are you going to do with him? My friends are right over there, they should all get to see him like they saw me.”

“He’s lying,” I pleaded as I was dragged by my sisters into the park. “They already saw me. They’re the kids who stripped me. Ask them, David said it wasn’t me.”

This time there were many more kids than before. David ran up to his brother and said, “He’s the kid who pantsed me Brian. Looks like someone got to him before you did. I’ll bet he’s the same boy who pantsed Luke and Adam.”

“You’ve pantsed other kids too?” Kate said. She and Kate had hold of my arms, leaving me on full display. I saw dozens of phones up recording the whole thing.

“I didn’t pants anybody. Until today, I’ve never been in this park.”

“Can I borrow a belt from anyone?” Kate asked. Three boys offered theirs, and my sister picked the widest one. “Hold him,” she ordered, and several boys ran forward to keep me in place.

Fifteen with the belt, a new record. I was crying by the fifth one, and blubbering by the twelve. The last three were very soft, I guess Kate felt sorry for me. Or, more likely, her arm got tired. I was too sore and worn out to even try and cover up my nudity. Besides, why bother. Everyone here had seen me naked. With a boner. And crying my eyes out as my sister laid a belt across my ass. I thought we were finally done.

“Find the other boys he pantsed,” Kate said. “I will bring him here tomorrow at 3. He will strip for them so that he knows what it feels like. Tell them to invite their friends.”

She started to pull me back towards the car, but I asked for a private moment to apologize again to David. Kate approved.

“I fucking hate you,” I said. “You knew it wasn’t me. Why’d you lie?”

“A naked boy in the park being dragged around by four girls? Are you kidding?”

“Were other boys really pantsed by the kid with red hair?”

“Nope, just me. For making fun of his clothes. Actually, Luke and Adam were pantsed, but by local kids. But they sure will enjoy letting you take the blame. Come back to our park anytime.”

He turned and got back on his bike and I trotted to the car. My ass was on fire and the seat was hot, so I had a miserable trip back home. Kate kept me naked until Mom got home even though she, Tosha, and Sarah all invited friends over. Mom listened to Kate’s version of what happened, and nothing I said made any difference to her. She said I deserved it, and I would go with Kate tomorrow to find the other boys I’d humiliated and suffer the same so that I would know how they must have felt. She kept me naked until it was time to go to school, and told me my allowance would go towards replacing the school uniform I’d ‘lost’.

The next day in school, kids openly giggled and laughed as I entered school. I had to put up with it all day. Near the end of the day I heard that dozens of them were going to go to the park, which meant that Sarah had told them I was going to be naked there again. When the last bell rang, I was waiting for Kate to arrive when two boys walked past me. I heard one of them laughing as he said, “And some poor snob got stripped naked because they thought he was the one who pantsed that kid who made fun of my school uniform.” I turned and looked. He had red hair. I didn’t even try to accuse him. Nobody would believe me anyway.

Kate had Tosha with her, and Sarah invited Anna. I was forced to sit between the two girls. When we got there, there was a crowd of close to fifty kids gathered around, plus a couple of dozen from my school.

David came out to the car to meet us. “Those are the two boys there,” he said, pointing. “The one on the left is Luke and the other one Adam. They’re just twelve, and it was horrifying for them. Your brother made them stand with their arms behind their head for five minutes before running back to school.

“How the hell was I supposed to be able to do that?” I asked sarcastically. I mean, come on, the two boys were nearly my size. How was I able to force them to stand there naked? But Kate smacked the back of my head and told me to shut up and strip.

“What if I don’t?” I tried.

“Then I’m sure I could find some boys here who would help hold you while your other sisters and I strip you ourselves.” And I knew all she had to do was ask. I stripped, and my clothes were put in the trunk of the car. I had a bad feeling that I wasn’t going to see them again anytime soon.

“Don’t hurt me,” Adam said as I approached the two boys. He took a step back.

“You threatened to hurt him?” Kate asked. “What’s become of you? You’ve never acted like this before. Is it that school you go to? Maybe I should ask Mom to put you back into public school.”

Oh my god! What if she did and Mom approved? I’d have to go to school with these kids.

“I’m very sorry for what I did to you,” I said, trying to sound like I meant it. I turned and faced the scores of kids watching and put my hands behind my neck. “Is this how I told you to stand?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Adam said.

“You need to spread your legs as far apart as you can,” Luke added.

I spread them.

“If you kids want to come up and get a good look at a very sorry little boy, please come on up,” Kate said, prompting dozens of kids, not all of the girls, to gather around me.

“Can we touch him?” one girl asked.

“Did he let other kids touch you guys?” Kate asked Luke and Adam.

“Yeah, he told them to keep touching us until, you know, something happened.”

Kate looked at the girl who had asked, but spoke loud enough for all to hear. “My brother needs to learn respect, so I want him to experience what he made your friends go through. You may touch him and stroke his little penis until he has had two orgasms, one for each of the boys he offended.”

For the first time, I began to realize my sister didn’t believe a word these kids were saying. She was enjoying this, my public humiliation. And she didn’t stop kids from touching me until after I’d cum three times and was working on a fourth. Then the slow walk through the crowd back to the car. As I’d suspected, my clothes remained in the trunk, and I got in the middle between Sarah and Anna.

“We didn’t get to touch him because we thought it was for the other girls,” Anna dared to say. “Can we touch him now?”

“Yes,” Kate said. “Mathew, put your hands behind your head.”

She took the long way home, meaning she started out in the wrong direction. Instead of a five-minute car ride, it lasted nearly twenty. And Anna was able to make me cum once, but I was out of juice when Sarah tried. She complained, like she always did when things didn’t go her way.

“Don’t worry, he’ll recover soon,” Tosha said. Maybe you should give him a bath tonight. He’s bound to be all tired out and won’t want to shower.”

My heart sank. This was never going to end. I stayed naked through dinner. At eight, Sarah looked at me and said, “Come on, bath time little boy.”

Mom looked at her, and then at Kate. “I’ll tell you all about your son’s day,” my oldest sister said. “He’s been very naughty, and I decided to allow this. Unless you object.”

Sarah stood in front of me, looking at Mom and waiting to see her response.

“Make sure he’s clean dear, okay? And be careful of those two things hanging down behind his penis, they are very sensitive and it is very easy to hurt him if you wash them too hard.”

“Okay Mom,” Sarah said with a smile. “Come on little boy, time for your bath.”

Tosha had been right, I had recovered. Enough to cum twice more in the bath. My dick was probably the cleanest it had ever been. I was put to bed, naked, by my little sister. I had the feeling that my life was about to change in many unpleasant ways.

The End