It Happened to Me

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.

My apologies to anyone who may have tried to contact me via the comment address I have used for decades. For some reason, mail to Pietar@spamex.com stopped working on some platforms recently. It isn’t spamex’s fault, some email servers still deliver mail to there. But I know for a fact that yahoo does not, mail sent to that address bounces back. Since I don’t know the cause, I can’t get it fixed.

So starting now, those who wish to send me their comments may use pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com . Note that the underscores are part of the name and must be put in. Sorry for the confusion.

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.

It Happened to Me

The audience was seated, and directions were given out on when to applaud and laugh.

“Hello, and welcome to the show. I’m Pietar, and today we are launching a new and interesting version of a show that some of you may have known about for 2 years now. It is simply called ‘It Happened to Me’. The kids who agree to appear on our show are paid, but before we select them, we send a crew out to verify that all of the stories we share are true. This is the first time we’ve tried a live television version, and for those of you here in the studio, we have video or photographic proof that the stories you are about to hear really happened. Unfortunately, for those watching the show at home, or reading the print version, none of that evidence can be included. But trust me, every story presented here, by the boys and girls who experienced it, really happened.”

Pietar turned and looked at a different camera. “I’d like to introduce today’s guests.” As he introduced each guest, the camera first showed a long table with three boys and two girls seated at it but then focused on the person being introduced.

“First, we have Zac. Zac, please introduce yourself.”

“Hi, I’m Zac Bayes, from a little town called Smithville in the great state of Arkansas. I’m fifteen now, but my story happened two years ago when I was camping with my family at a place called Long Lake.”

The camera went back to Pietar. “We’ll hear all about that after the introductions have been completed. Next to Zac is Tyler. Tell us about yourself.”

“I’m Tyler Smith, and I’m fourteen. I’m from New York, the city and the state, and last year I did something very stupid and embarrassing.”

“At the end of the line is Ian.”

“I’m Ian Murphy, and I live in Long Beach Washington. My ‘It Happened to Me’ story took place at by grandfather’s house, and I think it is going to be best of all the stories you’ll hear today.”

“When we come back from the break, we’ll hear from Zac with our very first It Happened to Me story.”

The camera panned the audience for several seconds until the director called for the break.

When the show continued, Pietar was now sitting at a small desk. Next to it was a long couch, currently empty.

“Welcome back. Our first presenter is Zac Bayes. Let him know you want to hear his story.” The audience made noise as Zac came on camera and sat at the end of the couch closest to Pietar.

“So in the introduction, you said that this story happened when you were thirteen in Long Lake,” Pietar introduced. “Where exactly is that, and what happened there that you are willing to share with everyone?”

As Zac began talking, an Arial view of Long Lake appeared in the screen behind him. “It is in Michigan, way up north on the mainland,” the boy began. “My Aunt and Uncle and four cousins live in Orchard.” The view on the screen zoomed in to the small town, and Zac turned and pointed. “Yeah, that big house right there on the left.”

“So, four cousins,” Pietar began. “Do you have brothers or sisters?”

“Yeah, one older brother, one younger, and my sister, who was eleven on that day.” A picture of eight kids came on the screen. “My sister, my younger brother, me, my older brother, and my cousins,” Zac said, again pointing at the screen. “They’re the opposite of us with three girls and one boy. My story actually starts with my cousin Mitch, the boy at the righthand end of the picture.”

“Let’s bring your cousin up here,” Pietar said. “Mitch Bayes, please join us.” The view switched to the audience camera and a skinny boy with thick black hair stood up and made his way to the stage. Zac stood as he came up, they hugged, and Mitch sat down next to his cousin.

“So tell us a little about yourself,” Pietar suggested.

“I’m Mitch, and I live in Orchard Michigan. I’m 10 months younger than Zac, so I was twelve that summer.”

“Zac said his story starts with you,” Pietar said. “How about if you tell us how?”

“With four girls in the house, me and Zac and his brothers were kicked out to the backyard in a tent,” the boy began. Someone, I think it was Danny, suggest we play strip poker after it got dark.”

“And which one is Danny?” Pietar questioned as the camera showed the group in the audience. A younger boy with dark hair stood up.

“Danny is Zac’s younger brother. He’s fourteen now I think.”

“Yeah, that’s right,” Zac offered.

“Anyway, I lost, and the deal was the first one to end up naked twice had to stay naked all night. That turned out to be me. It wasn’t a big deal until I woke up and saw that the tent was empty. I mean, completely empty, nothing in it but me and the cot I slept on. And I needed to pee really bad.”

“So what did you do?” Pietar asked.

“There wasn’t much I could do,” Mitch said. “I ran for the house. Only I was met at the back door by my three sisters and Zac’s sister. They wouldn’t let me in, and said I had to stay outside until the other boys got back. I had to pee, so I did it under the big oak tree in the back yard. While I was doing that, the girls had come out and took down the tent. I ran to the back door, but it was locked. They kept me naked for almost an hour.”

“Those of you watching this at home can’t see this, but here is the proof that Mitch isn’t lying.” The screen showed a grainy view of Mitch sitting on a swing in his back yard. He was totally naked.

“Yeah, my oldest sister took that,” the very red-faced Mitch said.

“That would be Donna,” Pietar stated. “Why don’t you come up here and join us; I hear you had an embarrassing event too.”

A good-looking girl joined the two boys on the couch. “Tell us about the picture, and what happened because of it. And about the little lie you told your brother.”

“The other boys all came into the house for breakfast,” she began. “Mitch never gets up before 9 in the morning in the summer. The boys were giggling, and I heard the word naked, and they admitted that Mitch was undressed. They wanted to go biking, and they left without waiting for him. My sisters and I thought it would be fun to see if they were telling the truth.”

“Apparently they were,” Pieter suggested.

“Yeah. Mitch was under a sheet, laying on his side. His clothes were under the cot. I had the idea to take his clothes, and moved them plus everything belonging to my three cousin’s and put them in the kitchen. As I was heading back out, Alexis, my oldest cousin, came running in giggling like mad. She had the sheet, and said that Mitch was naked. I went to the tent, and he was. I talked my cousins into leaving him to wake up on his own.”

“So what about the lie?” Pietar inquired.

“Mitch woke up a few minutes after we left. It was so funny. I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn’t resist keeping him that way. So while he was busy peeing, we took his last hiding place and removed the tent. About the time we expected the other boys back, I told him that Zac had taken all of his clothing and the sheet.”

“Why did you tell him that?”

“Because I didn’t want to get into trouble. Mitch believed it. He was pissed, but I didn’t realize just how angry he was at the time.”

“You did get punished for it though, didn’t you,” Pietar suggested.

“Yeah. He told my mom about the picture. I got spanked. On the bare, and all my cousins got to watch.” The screen behind them showed her a couple of years younger bent over her mother’s lap with a very red posterior exposed.

“And who took that picture?” the host asked.

“Mitch,” she said, her face red from seeing the picture that the audience was cheering and laughing over. “The spanking occurred later, after all was done. Tom, Zac’s older brother, said we would need them if we were to be invited on this show.”

Pietar switched his focus to Mitch. “You believed it was Zac who left you totally naked and exposed to your three sisters and one girl cousin. How did you deal with that?”

“I had a friend with access to a boat,” the teen began. “He was the same age as Zac, and the boat was small. I convinced Zac that we liked to go skinny dipping in a little cove just around the bend on the road and we only had room for him, not his brothers.” The screen went back to a satellite view of the area, showing a road heading northwest from Orchard, then turning southwest before eventually going straight west. It zoomed in on a small cove.

“I told him the boat could only take three, and Zac trusted me.”

“Did you?” Pietar asked.

“Yeah. At that time, I didn’t know about the girls leaving Mitch naked. I knew my older brother would probably not want to come, but my younger one might. But if the boat could only take three of us, I was up for a dare. Skinny dipping in daylight – it sounded scary, yet fun.”

“We got there and dropped a bucket filled with cement for an anchor,” Mitch continued. “Then we stripped. We could see a couple of cottages around the cove, but trees provided enough cover. And besides, I wasn’t planning on being naked for long.”

“And we’ll hear the rest of Mitch’s plan right after this short commercial break,” Pietar said on cue.

***

“We’re back. Just before the break, Mitch told us how he, a friend of his, and Zac, were about to go skinny dipping from a small boat.” Pietar turned his head from the camera to where Mitch was sitting.

“I offered up a race to the beach,” Mitch smirked. We all got in the water, I counted down from three, and we began swimming. When Zac was a full length ahead of us, my friend and I turned around and went back to his boat. We pulled up the anchor and started the motor and headed back to my friend’s house.”

“When did you realize what was happening?” Pietar asked Zac.

“I heard the motor start, but I thought at first it was another boat. Since my ass was above the water, I dived down and swam underwater for a few seconds, turning to look around. I didn’t see Mitch and his friend, so I surfaced. By the time I got my eyes clear, the little boat with them in it was just going around the point and heading south.”

“That must have been frightening,” Pietar baited.

“Not exactly,” Zac said. “I mean, I kike Mitch, and I trust him. I actually thought it was a pretty good prank. At first. But as I waited for them to turn around and come back, that’s when I started to get worried. The longer I waited, the more I realized that they were not going to come back. Then I was pissed.”

“Sorry,” Mitch said.

“Yeah, I understand now,” Zac replied. “But then I didn’t. It was way too far to even consider swimming back, so I went to shore. I came in about there.” He pointed at a spot on the satellite view on the screen behind them. I knew there was a road, but I still couldn’t believe that Mitch would abandon me naked like this. So I waited for what seemed like forever before I gave into the fact that he wasn’t coming back for me.”

“What did you do?”

“What could I do? I was naked. I knew the road was back there, but along the trees it was swampy. I slowly worked my way around to the west and saw a gravel road. But then the dog started barking, and that brought a girl and a boy out. They saw me and came running towards me along with the dog, a mixed breed.”

The audience camera zoomed in on a boy and girl sitting close to Zac’s siblings and cousins.

“We have Audrey and Mike Bloomberg here,” Pietar said. “Come on up and tell us about that day.” As the two kids approached the stage, the host asked, “Did you know them?”

“No, I didn’t know anybody except my cousins,” Zac said. He rose as the pair came up to the couch. “I, uh, hi,” he said, holding out his hand. Mike took it and shook, but Audrey gave him a hug.

“So you two stepped out of your house and saw a naked boy,” Pietar asserted. “What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that I was seeing a naked boy,” Audrey snickered.

“I was just surprised. He looked scared, not dangerous.”

“He was slightly older than both of you,” Pietar pointed out.

“Yeah,” the boy nodded. I was 12 then, and my sister 11. We don’t see many naked boys around there. None at all I guess. Audrey wanted to run to him, but I held her back.”

“I just wanted to see him closer up.”

“What did you do?” Pietar asked Zac.

“I ran. I didn’t have a better plan. The dog nipped at my heals as I passed them and I just kept on going down the road until I hit the blacktop. Then I knew about where I was. And that I had miles to go. I started walking. There wasn’t any traffic, well, one or two cars. Then one of them stopped behind me.”

Pietar shifted back to Donna before he could discuss the car that stopped. “What happened when your brother came home without Zac?”

“At first he was evasive, but I pried it out of him. How he’d left Zac naked up on the cove. I asked him why, and he said because Zac had left him naked. Then I realized the mistake I’d made.”

“Did she admit it was her who took your clothes?” Pietar asked Mitch.

“Not at first. She said I had to go back and bring him clothes. But I was pissed at him. I was willing to let him walk all the way back here naked. Until she mentioned it was over five miles.” I had his clothes, just his suit actually, and I got my bike and was about to ride that why when Dad pulled in. He and Mom and Uncle Zander and Aunt Rose got out. And Zac. All the girls were outside too.”

“I ran to the house. Naked. I didn’t even try to cover up, I just wanted to be back inside and dressed. The girls were, uh, interested as I ran between them.”

Another picture, this one taken by Zac’s brother, came up on the screen. It showed him, naked and erect, as he ran between the four girls.

“My father shouted at me,” Mitch continued. “He was super mad, and wanted to know what the hell, uh, can I say that?” Pietar nodded, and the boy continued. “He wanted to know what the hell was wrong with me. Then the story of the day came out. Donna and I got spanked in front of everyone. It was my second embarrassment of the day.”

“Are you and your cousin still friends after all that?”

“Sure,” Zac said. “Once I found out why Mitch did it, I understood. If I really had left him naked and locked out of the house, I would have deserved what happened to me. No hard feelings, things just kind of got out of control.”

“And now you know Zac Bayes’ story,” Pietar said. “Right after the break, we’ll hear from Tyler Smith.”

***

When the show restarted, Zac was gone and Tyler was on the couch next to Pietar.

“In the intro, you said that your event happened last year. Tell us what got you selected to be on the show,” Pietar began.

“We live in an apartment in New York, on 12 Avenue,” the boy began. “I had broken my left arm falling from a tree, and I wasn’t allowed to get the cast wet, so I was taking a bath instead of showering. You know the thing where the water comes out?”

“The faucet,” Pietar offered.

“Yeah, that’s the name. We had a fancy one, kind of ornamental. Its goose necked and sticks out about a foot or so from the end of the tube.” Tyler paused as a picture of his tub came up on the screen behind him. “Yeah, that’s my mom’s tub. All I have in the bathroom my brother and I share is a shower.” He paused again, his face starting to redden.

“I don’t remember the last time I’d had a bath, I started taking showers when I was just a little kid, so this was kind of new. Anyway, I did something stupid. I stuck my big toe in it. I had to lift my leg out of the water because the end is like a foot or so above the top. My toe got stuck.”

“Your left arm above the water, keeping it dry, and your right leg held out because the big toe was stuck in the faucet,” Pietar said, “Like this.” The image on the screen changed and showed the boy in the tub, just as the host had described. Except for one detail. Tyler had an erection, the circumcised tip sticking out above the water.

“Yeah, like that,” Tyler chocked. My brother took a picture.”

As Pietar asked him to invite his brother up, the audience camera image came on and showed an identical version of Tyler getting out of his seat.

“And you are?”

“Tomas Smith. Tom,” the boy said as he sat next to Tyler.

“I have to say, you look a lot like your brother.”

“We’re twins,” Tom said. “I’m the oldest.”

“By six minutes,” Tyler snapped.

I’m guessing you two are identical twins,” Pietar mentioned. Both boys agreed. “So, if we see one of you naked, we’re really seeing both of you.”

Tom’s face became even a darker shade of red than Tyler’s. “I, uh, never thought of that.”

“So how did you come to be in your mom’s bathroom with a camera, taking a picture of your naked twin?” Pietar asked with a smile.

“I couldn’t get my toe out, so I called to him for help,” Tyler answered.

“I tried to pull it out, but he yelled at me that it hurt and I stopped pulling. I saw he had a bone, uh, an erection, and I thought about this show and went and got my camera. He begged me not to take a picture of him.”

“But you did anyway,” the host said. Then what did you do?” The host knew the entire story, it had been sent along with the application to be on the show, and field teams went out to verify it and to establish with legal guardians that the proof would be show in the studio and other sites where allowed, but not on public television.

“I went to get help,” Tom lied.

“No you didn’t, you pulled the plug,” his brother countered.

“Oh, yeah,” Tom conceded.

“Why?” the host asked with a knowing smile.

I, uh, don’t remember.”

“Was it so you could take this picture?” Pietar asked. The screen showed basically the same shot as before, only with the water gone. Now all of Tyler could be seen. His round balls, the thin line of pubic hairs around the base of the erection. He needed to hold his leg up with his right arm, and his left arm wouldn’t bend enough for him to get it into the tub and use it to cover up.

“Tyler, you knew these pictures would be shown,” Pietar quipped. “Why did you agree to be on the show?”

“Because of what comes up at the end,” he snickered.

“We’ll have to wait until after the break to find out how this brotherly story plays out.”

***

They came back from the commercial break and Pietar called on Tyler to continue the story.

“After he took the second picture, he finally did try to help by trying to put soap on my toe. But it was stuck fast, nothing he did helped. So I told him to go and get help.”

“Did you specify where he should seek such help?” Pietar asked.

“I thought he’d go to front desk and get the maintenance guy,” Tyler stated. “But instead, he came back with the two girls who live next door.”

The scene shifted to the audience. “Would Alexia and Abby King like to join us please,” Pietar said. Two girls got up. They were smiling.

“I’m Alexia, and I’m 15,” the first one said. “And I’m Abby and I’m 14.”

“Since this happened last year, I guessing you were 14 and 13 then?”

The girls said, “Yeah,” at the same time.

“And what was it like to walk in and see your next-door neighbor, and I’m guessing classmate, naked?”

“Tyler and I are in the same grade, so yeah, it was kind of strange,” Abby said. “And very interesting.”

“He was screaming at us to get out, and Tom was giggling,” her sister added.

“But you didn’t leave.”

“No,” Abby admitted. “The same thing had happened to me a couple of years before that, and the fire department came. That was embarrassing, so I kind of knew how he felt.”

“More importantly, she knew what to do,” her sister said.

“Yeah, the firemen knew it. There’s a flow restrictor in the outlet, and all I needed was a butter knife. I sent Tom out to get one. When he came back, it was just a matter of sticking the end in and pushing up on the restrictor and Tyler’s toe popped right out.”

“I helped him out of the tub and gave him a towel as soon as he was free,” Alexia said.

“In that order?” the host asked.

“Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, he’s cute. And he was naked.”

“And then I reached for the camera,” Tyler said. “I wanted those pictures deleted. But Tom got away.”

“We asked him if his brother had pictures, and when he said yes, we went looking for him. Once we found him, we made a deal to keep him from getting into trouble for what he’d done.”

“What kind of deal,” Pietar asked.

It was Tyler who answered. “All the pictures of me were deleted.”

“Then, that could only mean that …” Pietar paused, letting Tyler finish the sentence for him.

“That they weren’t of me, but rather my brother. The girls made a fake cast for his left arm. They did a pretty good job of bathing him too. He stuck his toe just as I had and I took the pictures you’ve seen. Then we freed him.” The screen behind them showed a new picture. A naked boy, with no cast on his arm, being dried by the two girls, while in the mirror you could see an image of Tyler taking the picture. He was just as naked as his brother.

“This is the only naked picture of me that exists,” he said.

“And we’ll be back with more right after the break,” Pietar said.

***

“Welcome back. Our next guest is Ian Murphy.” The host turned to the tanned and handsome young teen sitting on the couch next to him. “You didn’t tell us much in the introductions other than you were sure your story would top them all. Tell us a bit more, starting with an explanation of the picture on the screen behind us.”

A picture of a huge house along water was on the screen. The large yard was decorated, and an uncountable number of people were gathered on it.

“That’s my grandparents house on Clear Lake in California. We were there for the wedding of a distant cousin of mine. As you can see, there were hundreds of people there.”

“It looks like something comical is going on,” Pietar said. “There are, what, maybe 60 kids along the dock and they all seem to be pointing and laughing at something to the right of the picture.”

“They are laughing at me,” Ian squeaked, his voice breaking. “But that picture, and the others I brought, are at the end of the story. An hour before that picture was taken, life was perfect. Neighbors of my grandfather had a pair of 3-seater jet skis, and they were taking kids 2 at a time tubing around Anderson Island, which is just across the lake from my grandfather’s house. The way it worked was they would put two kids on the back of one jet ski, and two of them rode the other, which pulled a 2-person tube. That way one person drove and the other watched the tube for problems.”

“It was my me and my sister’s turn, and we rode the tube out into the lake away from the docks. Once the kids driving the jet skis were ready we got into the water, and then swam over to the tube and climbed on.”

“I take it you were wearing a life vest,” Pietar interrupted.

“Yeah, that and a bathing suit,” Ian stated. “It was really fun, even though I had to go with my twin sister.”

“You don’t like her?”

“Well, yeah, I do, but this was adventurous. I wanted to go fast, and she didn’t.”

“Let’s meet some of the other people who came here with you,” Pietar called. The audience camera view came on and two girls and a boy rose and headed for the stage.

“Tell us who you are, and what roll you played in this adventure.”

“I’m Eve, Ian’s brother, and I was just enjoying my turn in the tube.”

“I’m Chloe West, and I was the watch person for the tow ski. This is my brother Jeff; he was driving the tow ski.”

“You two look kind of young to be running a jet ski business,” the host suggested, drawing the two kids into the story.

“We’re just neighbors,” the boy responded, “And our parents own the PWCs. And I’m 12, old enough to drive it.”

“PWC?” Pietar quizzed.

“Personal Water Craft,” Chloe explained. “My brother likes to show off. I’m fourteen, and I was the one responsible for the kid’s safety. I watched them so Jeff could focus on driving, and I shouted directions to him. Plus, we had the other jet ski operated by an older sister, who also watched for danger.”

“Why did you need two jet skis?”

“Basically, for safety, and the law. There has to be a seat for everyone on board and for anyone in the tube. With me and Jeff on the tow ski, the other one was to transport the two kids out to the deeper water.”

“Okay, thanks for explaining all that,” Pietar said with a camera-ready smile. “Back to Ian. This sounds like a well-thought out and safe plan. What went wrong?”

“I kept calling for more speed, but Eve was signaling for slower. The tow ski went around the island and I had one hand high in the air when we went over the wake. I wasn’t braced like we were told, and I bounced off the seat and was sliding back off the tube. I didn’t want to be left behind, so I grabbed hold of lifting line on the back. Only that left my bottom half in the water, and I could feel my suit slipping down.”

Pieter turned to Chloe. “That sounds like things got out of control. Why didn’t you stop and let him climb back into the tube?”

“I shouted to Jeff to throttle back, but instead he sped up. I didn’t want to take my eyes off of Ian so I kept shouting.”

“Why were you going faster when your sister was yelling at you to slow down?”

“All I heard was “Throttle.” I gave it more. Finally, she yelled that a rider was in the water, and I throttled all the way back down to idle.”

“How far down did your suit slip?” the host asked Ian.

“All the way down and off. I had it around my feet for a few seconds, but then a wave burst over my head and pulled my legs together and it was gone. I hung on for several seconds before jet ski started coming to a stop. But then something bumped into my legs.”

“It was probably a Channel Catfish,” Ian explained. “They get up to 25 pounds. I think the largest ever caught was over 30. We don’t have sharks in the lake.”

“All I knew was that at that moment I wanted out of the water,” Ian continued. “I wasn’t even thinking that I was naked except for the life vest. It wasn’t until my sister’s eyes popped out of her head that I realized I had bigger problems.”

“I saw his bare butt and knew what happened,” Chloe said. “I signaled to my sister in the other jet ski to come and pick up the two kids from the tubes.”

“I tried to get back in the water, but Eve grabbed my arms and pulled me up onto the tube,” Ian explained. “She flipped me over on my back and I slid into the seat.”

“Is that correct?” Pietar asked. “You exposed him?”

“I thought he was having trouble getting on the tube so I helped. I didn’t know he was totally naked; all I’d seen before then was his bare butt. I thought his suit would be around his feet. But it wasn’t. He was, uh, excited.”

Ian’s face and ears were bright red. “I tried to cover it with my hands, but the girl in the other jet ski pulled up next to us and told us we had to get on and she would take us back to my grandfathers house. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even think. I made the crossing first, and Eve got on behind me.”

“Didn’t you have a towel?”

“No, all anyone had was just the thin floatation device around their chest and their suits,” Chloe said. “And we couldn’t pull them in the tube up to the piers because we needed it out of the water when we came in so the tow rope wouldn’t get sucked up into the pump. That was why the riders had to go on the second jet ski.”

“I was behind Nina, the older girl driving the second jet ski, and Eve had her arms wrapped around my chest, which pinned my arms to the sides. As we came around the island and headed towards the docks everyone could see that I was naked. There was no hiding it, jet skis don’t have walls. By the time we got to the end of my grandfather’s dock, it was filled with my cousins. That was about the time that the first picture we had up was taken. But then it got worse and worse.”

The screen behind him changed, and showed two kids, he and his twin, setting on the second and third seats of the jet ski as it was tied to the pier. With Eve’s hands tightly wrapped around her brother, all of him could be seen.

“Were you aware that you were preventing your brother from hiding his problem?” Pietar asked.

“No. I was just hanging on,” Eve responded.

“Bullshit. You knew exactly what you were doing,” Ian exclaimed.

“Yeah, maybe,” she admitted with a smile. “You had to climb the ladder anyway, so everyone on the dock got to see it.” The picture behind them changed to show him stepping over the edge, his erection in full view. A series of pictures then came on from different cameras and cell phones showing him making his way slowly through the crowds of kids as he tried to make his way to shore.

“The worst thing was, the wedding itself was taking place in the house, and kids who were directly invited to it were banned from entering,” Eve teased. “All of Ian’s clothing was in the house. I think he was naked for over an hour.”

“Yeah,” the boy sighed. “It felt a lot longer. And the final picture has now become an official wedding photograph.” The screen showed a very clear photo of him. “The wedding ended, and the photographer came out to set up for the reception, which was to be held in the back yard. He took like a dozen pictures. This one my parents paid for and had it blown up. It hangs in our living room. All my friends see it every time they visit.”

“And my friends too,” his twin sister added. “Our house became a lot more popular once kids back in Long Beach knew it was there.”

“Your parents hung a naked picture of you in the house?” Pietar asked, faking surprise.

“They said 142 people all saw me that way at my grandparents house, which is true,” Ian confessed. “And I had been prohibited from getting a turn on the tube because I’d called Eve a bitch. I never thought they’d know, and I promised Eve I’d be nice to her and her friends when we got back home if she didn’t tell. I really wanted to go tubing.”

“Has he been nice?” Pietar asked Eve.

“Yes. He’s the one who told my friends that a picture of him naked was hanging in the living room and invited them over to see it.” She smirked. “It wasn’t just him being nice. I made him tell them.”

“But now your parents know the truth, that you promised not to tattle on him for being on the tube. Are you worried about that?”

“They knew before the photographer took the pictures of him. I got grounded for a week. But he made his own problems, and the picture of him will hang for one year.”

“You said in the intro that you thought this story would be the best of the ones we presented today,” Pietar said to the audience. “How many of you think he was right?”

The standing ovation and loud cheering answered the question. Pietar signed off.