Spoofed

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.

Comments may be sent to pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com . Note that the underscores (between pietar, the, and fearless) are part of the name and must be included.

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.

Spoofed: Jeffery

“God damn it, he did it again,” Alex yelled suddenly. “I’m going to kick that little shit’s ass.”

“Who did what?” Stacy asked. “If you get into trouble for hurting another kid I’m not going to help you out of it again.” Her brother was a bully, and recently had given a boy a cut lip and black eye. She lied about what really happened when the boy’s parents wanted to make a big deal out of it.

“Kintner!” Alex said. “That’s the third time he’s texted me something, and each time he says it was an accident. I’m gonna make sure he doesn’t have any more accidents.”

“Jeff Kintner? Jeffery? He’s kind of cute. Instead of hurting him, what if you just tie him naked to a tree somewhere. Tell me where he is and I’ll free him after he promises to never text you again.” She and Jeffery were both thirteen and in eighth grade. Alex was also in eighth grade, but he was fourteen. He’d failed sixth grade and now was a year behind.

“You want to see that little shit’s dick? Hell, you’ll probably need a magnifying glass to see it. If you want to see a real dick …”

“I do NOT want to see yours,” she said, sounding disgusted. Actually, it would be kind of interesting. “And yeah, I’m curious. The only dicks I’ve ever seen were on toddlers. And just think of how humiliated Jeffery Kintner would be to have me seeing him naked. He won’t ever text you again, and you don’t have to worry about leaving any blood or bruises and getting into trouble.”

Alex slowed down and thought for a second. It would be hilarious to tie the kid up naked and let his sister find him. And she was probably right about making him promise to never tell in exchange for untying him.

“Keep your day free,” he said. “I’m gonna get Brody and we’re going to teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget. I’ll text you later where we leave him.”

“Just remember, don’t get carried away and hit him by mistake. Just embarrassment. No pain.” She knew that Roy Brody was almost as crazy as her brother. Almost. She could only hope the two of them only scared Jeffery without hurting him.

“I can’t promise no pain, that’ll be up to him,” her much bigger brother stated. “But, yeah, I’ll keep in mind that I can’t leave no bruises.”

Thirteen-year-old Jeffery Kintner was at that minute riding his bike down the dirt road near his house. He was supposed to stay close to keep tabs on his brother and sister. Michael was 12, and Stephanie 11. He figured they were old enough to not need him around, in fact, they didn’t listen to him anyway.

He reached the end of the dirt road and turned around just in time to see Alex Voorhees running at him from the right. The boy could hardly be missed. Although only 14, he was five and half feet tall and weighed in at over 180 pounds. And his body had no fat.

Jeffery wasn’t sure if the boy was chasing him or was running from something even more dangerous in the trees behind him, but he wasn’t taking a chance either way. He turned to the left, where he saw Roy Brody, another 14-year-old bully, coming at him from that side.

As he tried to swerve and head down the road towards home, his front wheel got caught in a rut and down he went. Before he could get up, he was in the firm grasp of the bigger of the two boys.

“Don’t hurt me, please,” the smaller boy begged.

“We won’t, as long as you cooperate completely,” Alex threatened. “I’m tired of your shit, and I want it stopped. You can consider what happens to you today as just a warning.” He had his arms wrapped around Kintner’s chest, pinning the smaller boy’s arms to his side as he half carried him towards the trees.

“I didn’t do anything,” Jeffery whimpered. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’d never do anything to you.”

“Yeah, well when I’m done with you I bet it never happens again.” They’d reached the first layer of the trees and he pressed forward another 20 yards before releasing the boy. “Strip! Everything off, shoes, socks, all of it. I want you naked in the next minute or my promise to not hurt you will no longer apply.”

“No, please, I promise, I didn’t do anything.”

“Tick tock,” Alex snarled. “You begged us not to hurt you. What happens next is up to you.”

“Either way, you are going to end up naked,” Roy Brody said from behind Jeffery. “Whether you’re bloody or not is your choice.”

Scared for his life, Jeffery began stripping. When he paused at removing his boxers, the two bullies took a step closer to him. With tears just ready to start running down his face, he removed the last of his clothing. His hands covered his privates.

“Over here,” Roy ordered from the back. “Don’t turn around, just back up three steps.”

Jeffery looked anyway and saw his bike was behind the tree he was being directed to back up to. He realized then what they had planned. “Please, I didn’t do anything, don’t do this to me.”

“Shut the fuck up or I’ll stuff your underpants in your mouth to shut you up,” Alex blasted.

Once the boy was pressed against the tree, the two bullies grabbed his arms and tied them to the frame of the bike. That left his arms spread slightly to the sides and behind him. He was totally helpless now. “Don’t leave me like this, please,” he sobbed.

“Maybe if instead of lying to me you just say you’re sorry and promise to never text me again I’ll call someone to come and free you,” Alex offered.

Jeffery wanted once again to tell them he’d never texted the older and bigger bully. Why on earth would he? But he was scared to death that he’d be left here until he was missed and then found by a search party. Maybe his little sister and brother would find him. Not only would they both hold that over him forever, it would also show that he had not followed his mom’s orders to hang around the house.

“I’m sorry, and I’ll never do it again,” he said as the first tear rolled down his cheek.

“You’d better not.” Alex pulled out his cell phone and speed-dialed his sister. “Okay, as per your wish, we did not hurt him, but he does need some help.” He described where she would find him.

Jeffery was alone with his thoughts for as little as a half an hour before his classmate appeared in front of him. She had a smile that spread across her entire face as she stood there staring at him. “Please untie me,” he squeaked.

“Oh, Jeffery, look at you,” Stacy said as she stepped closer. “You’re all naked and erect. I’ll bet you wish you’d never upset my brother.”

“I didn’t, I promise, he has the wrong kid. He said I texted him, but I didn’t. Please, you have to believe me.”

“Oh, I do,” she said. “Someone spoofed your number and used it to piss Alex off. And unless you agree to something, that person will do it again.”

“No, he’ll kill me!”

“Not kill you, but there might be some pain involved. Or perhaps instead of here in the cover of the trees he’ll leave you naked tied to a light pole where others can enjoy looking at you.”

“What do you want?” he sighed.

“I want you to give me the okay to call Lori Alves and Chrissie Kingsbury here. And when they get here, you will offer to let us watch you play with yourself in exchange for us untying you.”

“No!” he declared. They were the same age as him, and often made fun of him at school. “They’ll take pictures and show them to everybody.”

“I can promise you that won’t happen,” Stacy assured. “There will be no proof, no evidence, that any of us ever saw you like this. Do you want me to call them or should I just go home and leave you? Maybe coyotes will find you. There’s plenty of them around these parts.”

The thought of coyotes scared him even more that being seen by two girl bullies. “Call them,” he sighed.

While waiting for the girls to arrive, Stacy had a chance to touch a boy’s thing for the first time ever. She marveled at how it jerked in her hand. Jeffery had an inch or so of short, curly, brown hairs growing around the base of his dick, and she pulled on one until he cried out. Then she touched the hairless sack hanging down, feeling the two oval shapes that she knew from health class produced the stuff that was needed to make babies.

“Oh, Stacy, what have you done,” Lori said as she and Chrissie approached. “This is such an unexpected pleasure.”

“He pissed off my brother, but he apologized for doing it and Alex sent me to untie him. But I thought you two would enjoy seeing him. He promised to put on a show for us.”

“A show, how fun that sounds,” Chrissie declared with a smile. “Will he be singing, dancing, or something else?”

“How about I just release this arm and let him get started.” As Stacy untied his right wrist, she whispered in his ear, “Don’t forget what you promised to do. The three of us will have no trouble at all retying this arm.”

Jeffery’s day couldn’t get any darker. Three girls were seeing him naked. Stacy had touched him, everywhere. And now he had to jack off while they watched. But he wanted to be free, so he began stroking his dick.

“Oh my, I didn’t expect this,” Lori laughed. “I’ve never seen this show before. Excellent job Stacy!”

Jeffery’s brain was stuck between two opposing things. One, the desire to jack off. A girl had touched him down there, and three were seeing him. But the other was that those same three girls were watching as he did something he’d never done in front of anyone before. And never done outside. He tried to shut out the embarrassment and focus on the need, and it worked. After a couple of minutes of pumping, he fired off five bursts of sticky cum.

He didn’t wait for the girls to free him; he turned and began untying the rope from his left wrist. Once freed, he looked around. “Uh, could you call and ask your brother where my clothes are?”

“I could, but it will cost you something more,” Stacy said. He lowered his head, but asked how much. “For the rest of today, if anyone says “Foolish boys should be naked,” you will strip just as naked as you are now and stay that way for an hour or until given permission to dress.”

Jeffery knew it would result in someone else seeing him, but maybe if he could just make it home he could hide in his room and not let anyone in. He agreed to the deal.

Stacy made the call, and a few seconds later she opened the saddle bag on his bike and pulled out his shorts, shirt, and shoes and socks and handed them to him.

“My boxers?” he questioned as he quickly dressed.

“That’s all that is in there,” she said. “My guess is that you’ll see them hanging from somewhere public with a sign on them saying they belong to you.”

“Well, okay, thanks for freeing me,” he muttered. He started to pull his bike from behind the tree when Lori said, “Foolish boys should be naked.”

“Shit,” he sobbed. He hesitated for just a few seconds before once more removing all of his clothing.

“Put them back in your saddle bag and close it up, Stacy said. “Then stand in the middle of the dirt road and count out loud to 500. Then you can come back here and get dressed.”

“And we’d better be able to hear you counting from a long way off,” Chrissie declared. “We’d better not find out you didn’t count all the way before unzipping the bag or you might need to have Stacy’s brother teach you another lesson.”

Naked again, he made his way to the center of the dirt road and began counting. There was little traffic on the road, but the fact that a car, or worse yet, a kid on a bike might come by caused him to get another erection. It took him just under ten minutes to reach 500, at which time he ran as fast has he could without shoes on to get back to his bike. He opened the saddle bag and quickly dressed.

He hurried home, anxious to find somewhere to hide where no other girls could repeat the phrase. As he pulled up to the garage and put his bike away, Stephanie and Michael, his sister and brother, came running over to him. Right behind them were two girls and another boy from the two houses closest to them.

“Foolish boys should be naked,” his two siblings yelled at him. And they and their three friends laughed their heads off as they saw the phrase really worked as Stacy Voorhees said it would.

“The house is locked,” Michael said.

“And if you cover up, like you’re doing now, you’ll have to put on a show for us,” Stephanie added. “Stacy Voorhees said you would know what that means, so get started.”

“No way,” he declared.

His sister didn’t hesitate. She made a quick call with her phone. “He refuses to do the show, and he’s still covering up,” she said as soon as it was answered. It was on speaker phone, so Jeffery heard the response.

“Tell him the phrase now extends until 4 pm tomorrow instead of ending tonight. And if he gives you anymore problems, my brother will come over and help him understand what needs to be done.” Stacy paused for a few seconds. “Did he get the message?”

“Yeah,” Stephanie said softly. “He’s rubbing his thing.”

“That’s the show. Don’t be afraid to call me if you need anything else.” She hung up.

Michael, at twelve years of age, and his best friend Steve, both knew exactly what Jeffery was doing. Steve’s sister, Deb, who was fourteen, also knew. But Stephanie and her best friend, another 11-year-old named Susan, just watched with interest. With a larger audience that now included neighbors and siblings, it took Jeffery nearly ten minutes before he began pumping harder and five globs of whitish stuff landed in the dirt in front of him.

They had to let him get dressed before their parents got home from work, but the next day they used the phrase several times, essentially keeping him naked all day long. He only covered up once. That was when one of his friends came over to visit, and that friend watched with great interest as he jacked off while standing naked in front of two siblings and four guests.



Spoofed: Jonathan

Two weeks had passed since Alex Voorhees had received the last text from Jeffery, and then suddenly he started getting a text two or three times a day advising him that the warranty on his car was about to expire.

“I warned that Kintner kid,” Alex swore. “Now I’m going to kill him.”

“I thought you said you traced the number back to Jonathan Gardner,” Stacy stated.

“Yeah, but I’ll bet your little buddy put him up to it.”

“I doubt that Jeffery Kintner had anything to do with it. He’s scared shitless of you. Are you positive that Jonathan is the one sending you the texts?”

“I’ve heard of spoofing, if that is what you are asking,” Alex muttered. Actually, he hadn’t, but his friend Roy had suggested that perhaps the Kintner kid had been telling the truth and really wasn’t responsible. “But what is the likelihood that someone doing that uses the phone number from two kids we go to school with?”

“I have no idea, and yeah, it does seem a bit strange. But Jeffery stopped bothering you after what you did, and you didn’t get into any trouble for it. I’d be glad to be part of making sure that Jonathan Gardner stops as well. If you’re sure it really is him.”

“Ha! You just want to see another of your classmates naked.”

“I won’t deny my interest in that,” his sister agreed. “But I worry about what would happen around here if you were sent away. You may not realize it, but you are much bigger than any of the kids we go to school with. If you lose your temper and hit one of them again, maybe the Juvie Jail in Mortensburg is where you could end up. I don’t want for that to happen.”

“I’ll think about it,” Alex stated. He left to go and talk with Roy Brody again. He was barely out of the house when he got another text, this one telling him that his service would be cancelled if he didn’t enter a credit card number immediately. He wasn’t the brightest bulb on the tree, but even he was smart enough to know better than that. He texted his sister, letting her know he was on his way to get Roy and then they would be on the hunt for Gardner.

Jonathan Gardner was a sweet kid, nice to almost everyone. He had few enemies and lots of friends. But today he was extending the family’s goat pen area. It was a hot job on a hot day, and none of his friends were willing to work for free.

Alex Voorhees and Roy Brody were pissed at how long it took to find him. But when they did, they saw a wonderful opportunity. The boy was shirtless as he installed steel fence posts into pre-drilled holes and then back-filled them. The area where he was working was separated from his house by a line of trees along a small creek that marked the boundary of his property line. The trees made it easy to sneak up on him. The fact that he had earbuds on and was listening to music made it easier yet.

They found his shirt in the cart that carried all the fence posts and wire he would need, along with the tools. Roy grabbed it, and without him even being aware they were right behind him, he pulled it over the boy’s eyes while Alex held him. Once blinded, Roy tested the two closest metal poles, and when he couldn’t even wiggle them, he tied one of Jonathan’s hands to one of them.

“Let me go!” the boy yelled. “Charlie, if this is you and your friends, I’ll kill you. I have to get this done and you guys are banned from my property.”

Alex had heard that Charlie Chambers and Ben and Brian Rebello had some kind of disagreement with Jonathan. He didn’t know the details, but it didn’t matter. As long as the kid thought it was his neighbors tying him up, he would be in the clear. But as Roy tied the kid’s other arm, he remembered why he was here.

He unfastened the kid’s leather belt and pulled his jeans down. It was a little difficult to get them off because he was wearing long pants and boots instead of shoes. But with Roy’s help, he was soon totally naked and still blindfolded.

“It ain’t Charlie,” he growled as he pulled one of the ear buds out.

“Alex Voorhees.” The sound of fear could be heard in Jonathan’s voice. “Did they pay you to do something to me? If so…”

“No, this has nothing to do with them. It has to do with the stupid texts I keep getting from your phone. And this is your one and only warning. They end, today. I get one more, and this will end a lot different.”

“I’ve never sent you a text,” he stated firmly. “It wasn’t me. Let me go and I won’t…”

“You won’t tell? Fuck, go ahead and tell anyone you want. There’s no proof I’m here, and if you tell, I’ll say I heard you and Charlie Chambers had some outs. Then I’ll be looking for you.”

While a small farm life meant that Jonathan had some good muscle development, he wasn’t brave and didn’t know the first thing about fighting. He was scared of Alex Voorhees and never wanted the boy looking for him to hurt him.

“Look, I didn’t send you any texts, so I can’t stop them. What happens now?”

“Now we leave. How long before someone comes looking for you?”

“Too long. Not until dinner. Please, I never sent you anything. Can’t we make some kind of a deal?”

“Maybe if you admitted it was you, and you apologize to me, I’ll call someone to come and free you,” Alex offered.

Jonathan didn’t want to say it was him who did it when he hadn’t. “I’ll say I’m sorry, and I am, but I didn’t do it.”

“Wrong answer. But that’s okay. I know where Charlie lives. I can stop by and tell him where to find you. Do you think he’ll untie you?”

“Uh, okay, I sent you the texts, and I’m very sorry. Please don’t leave me like this and tell him where I am.”

“What the fuck man,” Roy Brody said. “He’s more afraid of Charlie than he is of us. That ain’t right.”

“No, it ain’t,” Alex agreed. “What is his problem with you? Why don’t you want him here?”

“I, uh, it is kind of complicated. He and I are just disagreeing on something.”

“That ain’t enough to keep me from going to him. Don’t lie, because if I find out the truth you’ll regret it. However bad it is, just tell me.”

“We played cards. I was sure they cheated. I lost and I’m supposed to give them a uh, blowjob. But I won’t, because they cheated.”

“Who’s them?” Roy asked.

“Charlie Chambers and Ben and Brian Rebello. Look, I’ll give you one instead. You’re Roy Brody, I recognize your voice too. You and Alex, instead of them. I’ll do it, and then you can let me go.”

“You ever give one before?” Alex asked.

“No.”

“I don’t want no amateur nibbling on my prick. I’m gonna call Stacy. She can decide if she agrees with you about them cheating. But I warn you, if I get another text from you, you will be sucking my wiener, and I can promise you it will be a lot worse than Charlie Chambers.”

“Why’d you turn down the blowjob?” Roy asked once they were far enough away that Jonathan couldn’t hear them.

“Stacy’s right, I gotta be careful how I deal with kids younger than me. If he tells that I tied him up naked, well, we can deny that. But I’ve got a birthmark just above my dick. If he sees that, it would be hard to convince people we didn’t make him blow us. I know, he offered. But only because we left him tied up. No, this way, Stacy will convince him to never say anything about us.”

They had put the ear bud back in before leaving, and turned up the volume on his phone. With his shirt still tied around his eyes and unable to hear, Stacy Voorhees was able to stand and stare at him for several minutes without him even knowing she was there. Lori Alves and Chrissie Kingsbury weren’t able to be here today, so she took a couple of pictures to share with them later.

Jonathan Gardner’s dick was soft, hanging down over his sack. He had a tiny bit less hair than Jeffery Kintner had. But now she wanted to get a couple of pictures of him with his dick nice and hard, and the only way to do that was to touch him.

Jonathan stiffened his back immediately. “Who are you?” he asked.

Stacy continued to softly stroke his crank, thrilled to be able to watch it go from soft to hard. She took a few more pictures, and then gathered his pants, boxers, boots and socks and moved them out of sight behind him. She then pulled the blindfold off and stopped the music.

“Hi Jonathan, nice to see you,” she said to him.

“Uh, hi,” he said awkwardly. A girl he had sat next to in several classes at school was now seeing him naked. “I, uh, can you untie me? Please?”

“Well, of course I could, and I probably will eventually,” she began. “But first, I want to know the truth about what is between you and Charlie and the Rebello brothers. And I don’t like being lied to. You be straight with me and perhaps I can help you out. At the very least, it will get you untied a lot quicker.

“Uh, shit, okay. We were playing gin rummy. I’d never played before, so we played two practice games. I did okay in both of those. I even knocked once. But then we played for real. The person with the fewest points at the end had to, uh, do something with the other three players.”

“Something? Be more specific please.”

“He had to give them each a blowjob. I did horrible. I think they were cheating. When the game was over and I had the fewest points, I just couldn’t do it, so I left.”

“So, you owe three blowjobs,” Stacy said. “You accepted the bet and then when you lost you refused. If you had finished first, would you have accepted a blowjob from one of them?”

“But they cheated. I did so well in the practice games, but in the one that counted I wasn’t even close.”

“I’m guessing they didn’t play hard in the practice games. How do you cheat at gin rummy?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted.

“I’m going to try and resolve this,” she announced. “I’m going to ask all three of them to come here. You will offer to pay your debt as per the original bet. But only if they agree to let you. If they refuse, you’re off the hook. I’ll get my brother to enforce that.”

“But why would they refuse?” he questioned.

“Because I’ll be standing right here to watch you do it.”

“You will make the offer to them. If any of them accepts, you’ll give them. If one or more of them don’t want it, he’s out. Once each of them has had their chance, the bet is over. And then you get untied. Otherwise, I know a few girls from school who think you are really cute and I can call them to come over. But you and Charlie used to be good friends. I think you want to be again. This is your chance. So who do I call? Five or six girls from our grade, or Charlie and his friends?”

Being tied up naked was embarrassing enough with just her seeing him. To have a half dozen more girls would be horrible. Besides, he really couldn’t think of any way the three of them could have cheated.

“Charlie,” he said softly.

“Okay, but remember, to get untied, you must offer, and if accepted, do it. Otherwise, I will leave you tied up with them still around.” She stepped away before he could comment and made the call.

Half an hour later, they were joined by two boys from their grade and one from the grade behind them. They were initially very surprised, but that quickly changed to laughter and teasing until Stacy stopped it.

“I’m going to end the bet you guys made. Assuming he told me the truth, and he’d better have, Jonathan is going to offer you what he should have done last month.” She turned to him and nodded.

“Uh, guys, I guess I owe each of you a blowjob. I’ll do them now if you want.”

Ben Rebello looked over at Stacy.

“I’m staying to watch and make sure they get done,” she stated. “If that bothers you, refuse, but by doing so he will no longer be held to the bet. Alex will ensure that happens.”

“Uh, I don’t know,” he said, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

“Shit, I don’t care if you watch,” his brother declared. “I want a blowjob. Ask me.”

“Okay Brian, I’ll suck your dick now if you want.”

“Damn straight I do.” The twelve-year-old quickly unfastened his shorts and let them fall to his ankles. Then he pushed his boxers down and stepped forward.

Feeling horrible, but determined, Jonathan dropped to his knees in front of the boy. Four inches of stiff dick was right in front of his eyes. The boy had almost no visible hair.

He had once thought about doing it, and even practiced a few times with a banana. Brian’s dick was not even close to as long or thick as the fruit he’d used. He took it into his mouth and managed to keep his teeth from scraping the skin as he began to lick and suck.

“Oh, shit, this is far better than I thought it would be. If you guys don’t want yours, I’ll take them.” As he spoke, his voice kept getting higher and soon he was almost standing on his toes as the feelings were overtaking his control. He felt the tightness in his belly, and a moment later he had only the third cum he’d ever had, giving a loud moan with each burst.

“That was great,” he declared.

“Hell, I’m not going to let your little brother get something and me miss out,” Charlie said. He turned his back on Stacy, but it didn’t matter as she walked around and watched him undress anyway.

In the fall, Charlie played football, and it showed. His belly was flat, showing off a nice six pack. For Stacy, what was below that marvelous belly was five inches of meat. He was longer and thicker than Jonathan and Jeffery, and of course Brian. She loved the expression on Jonathan’s face when he saw what he had to put in his mouth.

She thought he was going to chicken out again. Seeing that all eyes were on him, she managed to sneak her cell phone out and quickly get a picture. Then, without a word, Jonathan leaned forward and began. She quickly took two more.

Jonathan found that he couldn’t take all of it into his mouth like he had with Brian. But with just an inch or so inserted, Charlie seemed happy. As he worked his tongue around, he soon had his friend leaning forward, pushing against him. The five inches of hard flesh began to move forward. Just about the time it began to make him gag, it was pulled back.

“I’m gonna cum,” Charlie said, rising up a bit. He made one last desperate thrust before he began to fire shot after shot straight at the back of Jonathan’s mouth. Six bursts in all before he finally relaxed and withdrew his dick from the warm mouth.

Jonathan swallowed, then coughed, then swallowed again.

“Sorry about that,” Charlie said. “I didn’t mean to push it so deep in. It just felt sooo good!”

“Okay,” Jonathan sighed. He looked at Ben, who looked at Stacy.

“Don’t worry about her,” his little brother said. “You don’t want to miss out on this just because a girl will see your dick. But if you don’t want it, I’ll…”

“Back off,” Ben commanded. “Who said I was going to miss out.” He quickly lowered his shorts and boxers before the fear he felt overcame his desire.

Jonathan didn’t keep him waiting. Four and a half inches looked smaller after sucking Charlie’s dick, and this time it wasn’t forced into his mouth. He worked at it as hard as he could. The teen didn’t warn him before shooting, but it didn’t matter. He could feel the changes and knew what they meant.

Stacy had what she wanted, and it was better than she could have ever imagined. Not only did she get to see Jonathan Gardner naked, but two other boys her age and one who was twelve. And she’d managed to get pictures of all four of them, including what she hoped would be an excellent picture of a boy giving a blowjob to another boy. She untied Jonathan and pointed out to him where his clothes were; then she left.

She still had a few other boys on her list, but she had to think up a new strategy for getting them naked. Her brother wasn’t very smart, but even he wasn’t likely to fall for the spoofing lie any longer. She’d researched the necessarysoftware, and she had learned how to obtain and set up a PBX. It had been worth the trouble and the danger, but now she needed to shut it down. Little did she know that she’d already been caught.



Spoofed: The End

She was surprised to see Jeffery Kintner in her house as she entered. He was next to Alex, but didn’t seem to be afraid of her brother. If he was here, he should be terrified.

“Give me your phone,” Alex demanded.

“Why? What foolish nonsense has this boy been telling you?”

“GIVE ME YOUR PHONE. I won’t ask again.”

Her brother never made threats; they were always warnings. And his wrath would not be reduced just because they were siblings. She handed over the phone, wondering what could have prompted this situation.

“What’s the password,” Alex asked. She reluctantly gave it. Her brother opened it and then handed it to Jeffery. “Show me. And you’d better be right.”

Now the Kintner boy did look nervous. He moved his fingers around her phone. Stacy began to complain about the invasion of her privacy, but was interrupted when he said, “Here. Just as I thought. She’s using my dad’s PBX to spoof numbers.” He allowed Alex to look at the screen.

“I don’t know what the hell a PBX is, or what that does.”

“It allows people to make their caller ID show a different number. My dad uses it so that when he is away from the office he can make calls that show on other people’s phones that the call is coming from his office number. His business associates know his office number, so they take the call.”

“I still don’t know …”

“And here,” Jeffery said, again showing the phone to Alex. “Here’s the text you got, supposedly from me, that said I texted you by mistake. She sent it three times as you can see. I told you, it wasn’t me. She was sending the texts to you. And down there are more, appearing to come from a different number.”

“The Gardner kid. That’s his cell phone.”

“And she took a lot of pictures today,” Jeffery said. “Holy shit, look at that!” He handed the phone to Alex.

“You’ve been a busy girl,” her brother said. “And you used me to get what you wanted. Where are the pictures of Kintner?”

Stacy thought about lying, but knew it would make it worse. There was no way she would be able to convince her brother that Jeffery was wrong. Especially since the kid had figured out exactly how she’d done it. “I didn’t take any. But you blindfolded Jonathan, making it easy.”

Alex eyed his sister as he pulled out his own phone and dialed Jonathan Gardner’s number.

“Look, I was tricked, and you paid a huge price for it. I want to make things fair. Come to my house, and bring Chambers and the Rebello boys with you.”

He listened for a few seconds, the phone to his ear.

“I promise, nothing bad is going to happen. Not to you or the other boys. Here, talk to Kintner.” He handed his phone to Jeffery.

“I’m guessing I’m talking to Jonathan Gardner,” he began. Once he got the answer, he began to explain what he’d first suspected and then proved. “And, she had some pictures that I think you need to see. And make sure they get deleted.” He listened for a minute. “Yeah, there is one picture of that. I saw it. Sorry.” He listened again for a few seconds. “Okay, I’ll tell him.” He handed the phone back to Alex.

“He’s going to call the other boys and said he’ll be here in fifteen minutes or so.” He paused, looking a bit scared. “Uh, why do you want us here?”

“Because someone screwed up, and she has to pay for getting me involved,” Alex said. “Stacy, I trusted you. But you used me. You could have gotten me into some really serious trouble. It has to be made good, and I think you know what is needed. I don’t want to be around to watch, but I’ll trust Kintner here to make sure it happens.” He looked at Jeffery. “No pictures, not a single one. After the other guys get to see what she did, make sure they get deleted.”

“Not just deleted, but all traces of them removed. I know how to do it.”

Stacy knew exactly what her brother expected. After all, it had been her idea that he do it to Jeffery and Jonathan. But knowing what he wanted and doing it were two different things. She watched as he walked towards the hallway. There still might be a chance to get something better from the boys.

Alex turned just before going to his room. “You know what you have to do. You can do it here in the house and provide an hour’s entertainment for the boys, or it can be outside, tied to a tree. You get to choose.” He walked off and a few seconds later she heard the door to his room slam closed.

Pissing off Alex Voorhees was never a good idea. And there would be no reprieve just because she was his sister. He’d clearly stated how he would respond if she didn’t do the right thing.

“What does he mean?” Jeffery asked. “He said you know what to do. Does that mean deleting the pictures? I told Jonathan that I would let him see them, so you can’t do that yet.”

“Not that,” she sighed. The boy had no idea, that was obvious. “He wants you to delete the pictures to make sure they can’t be recreated. I know how to do that, but he’ll want you to be the one to do it. He doesn’t trust me now.”

“So what is it you have to do?”

She was about to tell him when the doorbell rang. Hoping for anything that would buy time for her to think, she went to answer it. Only it was Jonathan Gardner, flanked by Charlie Chambers and Ben and Brian Rebello. She had no choice but to invite them in.

While they were distracted by looking at the photos of themselves naked on her phone, she made the decision to get it over with. She was down to just a bra and panties when the youngest boy noticed.

“Hell, look,” Brian said pointing at her. “She’s almost naked.”

“And she isn’t done yet,” Jeffery added. “Now I understand. She’s going to do what we all did. She’s going to get naked and stay that way for an hour. And show us if girls do something equivalent to jacking off.”

The boys had it easier, she thought to herself. They’d been stripped by her brother. She was left alone, tasked taking her own clothes off. She thought about asking them to finish the job, but she was sure Alex would know it was more humiliating to strip yourself and would want it done that way.

She unhooked her bra and let it fall. The boys were practically drooling. She could see the front of their shorts tented out, and she still had her panties on.

“Oh, shit, I can’t believe we get to see this,” Charlie Chambers whispered as she began to push her panties down.

“Wow!” Brian exclaimed. “She’s naked!”

She was. The desire to use her hands to cover up was overwhelming, but somehow, she resisted as she stood straight up in front of the five boys.

“I guess you want a show,” she squeaked. She didn’t need the answer, and moved to the couch where she could lay back. As they crowded around her, she pried open the fleshy outer lips on either side of her vaginal opening. Then she inserted a finger as the boys pushed each other around, each trying to get the best view. She found the little mound at the top and began rubbing it.

“Is that how girls jack off?” Jonathan asked, his voice breaking.

“Hell, let me do that, Brian said, squeezing between his bigger brother and Charlie. He reached down to the place where Stacy’s right hand was and gently pulled it back.

She allowed him to do it. As he inserted his own finger, she guided him to the spot, then writhed as he manipulated it as well as she ever could.

“Ahh, ohhh,” she moaned. After a few minutes, she lifted her butt up and into the finger.

“Shit, she pissed on me,” Brian said.

“I don’t think that’s pee,” his brother responded.

“Tell us what it was, and let us see all the parts,” Jeffery demanded. He was oblivious to the fact that he had one hand inside his shorts and was about to cum in his underwear.

Stacy found her voice and gave them the proper and slang names for her parts. She pried apart the lips and let them see the inside of her vagina. For the next hour, they each took a turn until she was too worn out to wet again.

It had taken more than an hour, but the five boys left very satisfied, and in need of taking care of their own private part.

“Get dressed,” Alex said as he stood over her. She’d fallen asleep and hadn’t even heard him come out of his room. She noticed his eyes focused on her middle.

The game was over, and she gave up any hope of ever seeing any of the other boys on her list naked. The pictures had been completely erased, and she found that she now had some new friends, not enemies. Jeffery, Jonathan, Charlie, Ben, and Brian all shared something with her now, and it grew to be less uncomfortable with each passing day. Within a week, they were able to bring it up, and after a month they could laugh about it.

“Was there anyone else you were going to use your brother to see?” Ben asked one day.

“I had two boys for sure, and of course, I wouldn’t mind seeing all of the boys in our class naked.” She refused to give any names however. Jeffery said he could set it up as easily as she had, but she asked him to just let it pass.

The End