The Toy

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.

Author’s note: I don’t speak German. The translations I used in this story are from google. For those who do speak German, I apologize for any poor word use that comes as a result of this process.

Das Spielzeug (The Toy)

Part 1: Stan Whitmore

Ernst Zauberer had finally arrived in America. His tour of Europe had been wonderful, but Europe was too small and strange tales of things occurring in a small area could cause problems. He had a few years left before his next sleep cycle. The wonderful sleep, when he was more than refreshed, he reverted to the age at which he became das Zauberer—the Magician. He never knew his parents, had no idea what his real surname was, but here in America, where so few people spoke German, it was safe to use it.

He knew that he was well over 150 years old, but since the discovery of magic back when he was thirteen he was able to keep from aging. He could use the sleep to shed years from his body, and he never went beyond being eighteen. In fact, he normally took refuge in the magical sleep around the time his body turned sixteen. He much preferred being thirteen or fourteen. He would sleep for years, sometimes as much as ten, but normally only five or six.

He’d once been called bose, evil, but he knew he wasn’t. He was boshaft, mischievous. But such names seemed to catch up with him as he spread his magic in various ways. This trip, he planned to use das spielzeug, the toy, for his very mischievous purposes. He hadn’t tricked people into becoming unsichtbarkeit since his tour of Russia 75 years ago.

He’d spent his first month in America establishing a safe place to live. He didn’t need much, and had access to any amount of money needed, but buying a home or even renting an apartment was very difficult when the body you have is thirteen years old. Still, having struggled with it for over a century, he’d discovered several methods that worked.

Next was to start having fun. He’d traveled through the small town near where he ‘lived,’ and went unsichtbarkeit (invisible) as necessary to access any place that interested him. After a short search, he found what he wanted.

The boy’s name was Stanley Whitmore, but he went by Stan. Ernst had no difficulty getting into the office at his school where he reviewed school records. Likewise, entry into his home was easy, and there he had viewed all of the papers he found. He now knew more about Stan than Stan himself did. And he knew that Stan would be the perfect target for one of his pranks. He knew Stan’s schedule, and put himself in a place where he knew he’d find the boy alone.

Stan had two brothers and had no privacy at home, so he frequently went to a secluded place in a park near his house where he einhandsegeln. Ernst had recently learned the American word for this: To jack off. Ernst had watched Stan do it twice. Stan’s penis was probably average for a boy of thirteen, ten cm long (Nein, he corrected himself. In America, four inches.) What did surprise Ernst was that Stan did not have a foreskin, and he discovered that most American’s had their foreskin removed shortly after birth.

Today, Ernst waited, hidden, until Stan was just ready to shoot. He knew that Stan would roll to his right side and spill his seed onto the ground, presumably to keep from getting it on his shirt or pants. Just as Stan began his roll, Ernst came out of hiding.

“Nice one,” he said, drawing Stan’s attention to him. He had intentionally interrupted Stan at the crucial moment, just to see the look he now saw on boy’s face. “Don’t stop now, it looked like you were just about to shoot.” Ernst still hadn’t managed to get rid of his German accent, but he had made sure he learned the proper words for various functions that American kids used.

“I, uh, I wasn’t…” Stan was struggling for words. Just one squirt of cum had come out; he was still rock hard with a lot more bursts waiting, and then this kid walked out of nowhere. He got up and tried to dress as more cum leaked out of his dick.

“Sure you were,” Ernst said with a smile. “We all do. You don’t have to stop; I don’t mind that you were doing it.”

“But, uh, I uh, you were watching!” Stan was having difficulty getting his briefs over his dick and got more cum on his hands and saw a drop hit the knee of his pants, which were still around his ankles.

“Wouldn’t it be great if you could be unsichtbarkeit? I mean, invisible. Then you wouldn’t have to worry about someone like me seeing you do it.”

“Yeah, if it were possible. Uh, look, who are you?”

“I am Ernst Zauberer. Is possible, if you have a toy like I have.”

“Well, thanks, Ernst Zauberer, but you kind of interrupted something, and invisibility isn’t possibly, and I’ve got to get going.”

Ernst ignored Stan, and pulled out a green crystal hanging from a chain. The crystal was like two four-sided pyramids set base-to-base. Making sure that Stan was looking right at him, he put the chain around his neck and dropped the crystal inside his shirt. And vanished. Sort of. All of his clothing was still there, but his arms, legs and head were gone.

“You see, possible. Of course, you have to be naked for the full effect.” Stan watched, mystified, as he saw the buttons on the shirt unfastening themselves. Once the shirt was unbuttoned, it came off and landed on the ground. What had been under the shirt was invisible.

Stan watched, unable to look away, as shoes, socks, and finally shorts came off. Ernst hadn’t worn underpants, and now there was just a pile of clothing on the ground.

“Auf jeden Fall – Definitely possible,” Ernst said from right next to Stan. Stan jumped as he felt Ernst’s hand on his shoulder. “All you need is this.”

Stan turned towards where the voice came from and saw the crystal in Ernst’s hand, and now Ernst was standing there, visible, and totally naked.

“As long as the crystal is in contact with your skin, you will be unsichtbarkeit—invisible.” Stan let the crystal touch his chest for a second, and Stan saw him turn invisible. “How much money do you have?”

Ernst knew exactly how much money Stan had, and it was less than a dollar. The boy got a small allowance every week and spent nearly all of it before half of the next week had gone by.

“I, uh, not much. Not near enough for something like that,” Stan said, thinking of the stuff he could do if only he had that crystal.

“That is too bad,” Ernst said. “I know you wanted to go see that R-rated movie I saw you looking at the posters for. Invisible, you don’t need ID or even a ticket, you just walk in. Maybe I could rent it to you. Forty dollars, due next Sunday afternoon.” Ernst knew Stan’s allowance was paid on Sunday, but it would only be twenty dollars.

Stan wanted that crystal. The movie was one he would die to be able to see. But he wouldn’t have forty dollars. Unless he borrowed some from his brothers. They almost never spent all of theirs.

“I’ll have it,” Stan said. Today was Friday, so he’d have the crystal for the weekend. And the movie he wanted to see had a showing in about an hour from now. “I want to rent the crystal. Forty dollars, due next Sunday.”

“Sunday afternoon,” Ernst said. “But it is a deal.” He held out the crystal and Stan took it and immediately put it inside his shirt.

“Hey, it doesn’t work,” he said. “I’m not invisible, you lied to me.”

“No, you are, but you can see yourself. All I see is your clothing standing there.” Ernst saw the look of disbelief on Stan’s face. “How can I prove it? Take your clothing off, and go out to the open. See if anyone notices a naked boy standing there.”

“But then they will see me naked.”

“They won’t, but that is the only proof I can offer. You have the crystal; I will collect my payment on Sunday afternoon. Bis später.”

Ernst began dressing, as Stan struggled with what to do. Once Ernst was dressed and had started walking away, Stan decided he had to test the gem, as embarrassing as that might be. He removed all of his clothing and made his way to the edge of clear ground.

There were two boys playing not far away. The boys looked to be no more than six or seven, and he’d never seen them before. No other persons were in sight. Stan slowly made his way towards the boys, impressed that they totally ignored him, even when he was within five feet of them. “They can’t see me,” he said to himself. “I am invisible.”

Stan made up his mind on the spot. He wanted to see the movie, and if he left now he’d be able to get there in time to see previews of other R rated movies. With growing confidence, he moved, naked as the day he was born, towards town. Cars drove past, people walked right by him, and nobody saw him. But he found he had to pay a lot more attention least he be bumped by someone near him.

Entry to the movie theater was more of a problem than he had expected because of the number of people moving around. As much as he wanted to see the previews, he knew the halls were too crowded to safely pass through and he took refuge in the boy’s rest room.

This presented another problem, for there wasn’t a place he could easily avoid people who couldn’t see him. He was about to leave when a boy he knew from school came in. Jason had said he had almost six inches, and that even when soft his dick was over five. Stan positioned himself near where Jason stood at a urinal and watched as he pulled his dick out.

“Shit, he lied,” he said to himself. “His dick is smaller than mine.” In the back of his mind he began trying to think of a way he could use his invisibility to expose Jason’s lie. But first, the movie.

Ernst hadn’t gone far from where Stan had left his clothes. Another bit of magic he had was teleportation. It would have been nice to travel naked, but he knew he was going to need his clothing later. But he knew a spot near Stan’s house where he could arrive unseen. From there it was no problem for him to deposit his own clothing in Stan’s backyard.

Next, Ernst knew exactly where Stan had gone. He could track one of his spielzeugs anywhere. The spielzeug, or toy, was at the theater, right where Ernst had expected him to go. And Ernst had been there, and teleported directly to the small stage in front of the screen, a place where he knew no other person would be. Once there, he summoned his toy to return to him, and the green crystal, visible only to Ernst, traveled from Stan’s chest to Ernst. The naked boy was now visible to anyone who happened to look in his direction.

Stan didn’t have a good seat. He was near the exit row on the left side. But there was no other person within three rows of him, which was why he’d chosen that location. He never felt the crystal as it left him, and since he could see himself even when he was invisible to others, he had no clue that he had lost his protection.

“It would appear that you lost my toy,” Ernst said from right next to Stan. Stan nearly jumped out of his seat. “You will owe me for it if you can’t find it. Oh, and I’d be very quiet if I were you as anyone who looks this way will see you.”

Stan’s hands went to his chest. The crystal was gone. “It has to be here somewhere,” he whispered in a very scared voice. “Please help me look for it.”

Ernst pretended to help him look, but after five minutes even Stan was ready to give up. “What am I going to do?” he asked desperately.

“The cost for that is very high,” Ernst said calmly. “I suggest you keep looking. The movie will end in half an hour.”

“But it must have rolled down to the front,” Stan said. His voice showed he was very close to a full panic. “I can’t look there; everyone will see me.”

“You sit here quietly, I will look,” Ernst said. Ernst moved away, but didn’t bother with really looking. He knew exactly where the spielzeug was. It was around his neck, along with the second one he had used to become invisible. He waited until the final scenes of the movie were playing out, and just as the credits started to roll, he moved back to Stan.

“I searched everywhere and cannot find it. That is a problem for you if you don’t have the money it will take to replace it.”

Ernst noticed that Stan had an erection despite his fear. The lights would come on any second now. It was time to get what he wanted. “I can hide you, make you invisible, but only if you agree to my price.”

“Yeah, anything, please,” Stan said, his eyes filling with tears.

“As long as I am invisible and touching you, you will also be invisible. We are going to have to walk to your house, and when we get there, my price is blasen, what you call a blow job. You will give me one in your backyard. Do we have an agreement on the price?”

“A blowjob? Please, can’t I do…”

“Bis später,” Ernst said. “That means ‘see you later.’”

“No, I’ll do it, please, don’t leave me here naked,” Stan begged as the lights came on and people started to get up.

Ernst quickly moved and touched Stan’s shoulder. “Sit quietly, and watch the people as they pass,” he said.

Not a single person seemed to notice them, proving to Stan that he was, once again, invisible. As the theater emptied, Ernst moved his hand from Stan’s shoulder to his erection. The moment Stan felt the hand on his dick he tried to push it away.

“Do you want me to let you go?” Ernst asked.

“No, but do you need to touch me there?”

“Need to? Nein. But I want to. Are you ready to go home?”

“Yes, please don’t let go of me,” Stan said. He was terrified that Ernst would let him go in the middle of a crowd. But then another problem started as Ernst slowly slid his hand up and down his dick—never letting go, but slowly and deliberately jacking him off as he made his way through the hall and towards the exit. Stan wanted to pull away, but didn’t dare as it would leave him totally naked.

They were just past the exit doors when Stan’s knees bent as he was just about to shoot. Ernst almost lost the touch, but stopped just in time and pushed Stan to the side out of the flow of traffic but right next to two girls Stan knew from school. Then Ernst changed his grip and speed, and quickly brought Stan to a climax. Stan’s cum shot forward, landing right in front of the two girls.

“Oh, look out,” one of the girls warned. “We just got missed by some bird crap.”

“That doesn’t look like bird shit,” the other said. “It looks like, uh, the stuff that boys make.”

Just then Ernst let go of Stan for just one second.

“Did you see that?” The first girl blurted, pointing right at Stan. “It was a naked boy standing there. And his thing was stiff.”

“Yeah, and I thought it looked like Stan Whitmore,” the second girl said. Then, with his hand now on Stan’s butt, Ernst led Stan past the two girls and in the direction of kid’s house.

“You did that on purpose. You let them see me!”

“Calm down and talk quieter or I’ll let everyone see you,” Ernst ordered. “You just shot your load in front of two cute girls who now are wondering what they really saw. This is the adventure of your young life.”

“Please tell me you won’t do that again,” Stan said. Then he pushed away, almost breaking contact with Ernst, who had just started pushing a finger into his butt hole.

“My finger goes in, or you go home naked. Which is it to be?” Ernst asked.

Stan had no choice but to let the boy stick a finger into his butt. There was slight pain as the finger passed his ass hole, and then a feeling of fullness, like he needed to take a dump. And then the finger touched his prostate and his world shifted again.

Stan noticed that Ernst had lost his erection, so he started to rub his finger slightly in and out to get the boy erect again.

This was quickly becoming Stan’s worst nightmare. He was naked, blocks from home, and the only thing protecting him was Ernst’s finger in his butt.

Ernst kept massaging Stan’s prostate until they reached his yard. “Around back, behind the garage,” he said to Stan as he withdrew his finger. “You owe me for the loss of my toy. You can pay out here.”

“But my brothers will be home any minute now,” Stan said. He lost sight of Ernst as Ernst let him go.

“Das wird sicher Spaß machen,” he said. He didn’t translate for Stan, as Stan probably wouldn’t think it would be fun. But Ernst was going to enjoy it. He took off the crystals he had on and tossed them to where his clothes were and commanded them to turn invisible. Then he turned back to Stan and said, “Then you should hurry.”

Stan’s face turned bright red. He looked at Ernst. Ernst had an erection, and the tip of his dick was just barely visible behind a hood of skin. Stan knew what a foreskin was, but it was the first un-circumcised boy he had ever seen.

“You agreed,” Ernst said. “The crystal, or blashen. You didn’t find the crystal, so now you owe me a blowjob.”

“Uh, can I go inside and get dressed first?” Stan asked, trying to find some way out of the mess he was in.

“Are the keys in your pants?” Stan nodded yes. “And where are your pants?”

Suddenly Stan remembered. His clothes, all of them, were still in the secluded area in the park. And without his keys, he couldn’t get into the house until someone else came home.

“I could tie you up, take you back to the park, and leave you tied to a tree until you decide to honor your agreement,” Ernst said. It was always the same, the boys would agree to anything in order to not be left naked, but when it came time to pay, they always tried to get out of it.

“Okay, but after, will you help me get to my clothes?”

“We’ll discuss after when you have paid your debt.”

Feeling sick, Stan got down in front of Ernst and used all the will power he had to take the dick into his mouth. Ernst had to give him pointers on what to do, and before he was ready, he saw Stan’s two brothers coming up behind Stan.

“Geh schneller,“ Ernst said softly. “Go faster. “

Just as the brothers got there, Stan had done his job. Ernst grabbed him behind the head and held him there as he shot his load into Stan’s mouth. After the last burst, he let go, and then pretended he was just then seeing the other two boys.

“Stan, what are you doing?” his older brother asked. Steve was fourteen, and next to him was their youngest brother Sam, who was twelve.

“I think it was quite apparent what he was doing,” Ernst said. “And he’s actually good at it. He seems to have left his clothing in the park, and he will need help getting into the house. I’m sure the two of you can come to some agreement to help him with that.”

Ernst started dressing as the two brothers demanded the same payment in order for Stan to be able to access the house. Stan was trapped, and had to comply.

“Thank you, Stan,” Ernst said after he had finished dressing. “I do hope you enjoyed the movie. I know I had a wonderful time.” Ernst took one look at Steve, who had just exposed his privates for his brother to make payment. Ernst decided to get out of sight and then get naked so he could hurry back and watch.

Das Spielzeug (The Toy)

Part 2: Dustin Cooper

Ernst spent two weeks reading the local newspaper and hanging out invisibly at local teen hangouts. He wanted to know if word of his toy was being spread, if so, he might have to move much further away. But all he learned was that Stan’s two brothers had proudly told their friends that Stan had sucked them and one of the older boy’s friends as well. The only mention of Ernst was that Stan had been caught by his brothers sucking off some kid with a German accent that nobody knew. And no mention of any toy that made one invisible.

With that, Ernst picked his second target in a small town a few miles on the other side of his living spot. Dustin Cooper was thirteen years and eight months old. He played basketball on his eighth-grade team, and he was a loud-mouthed braggart and sometimes bully, especially to younger kids.

At this particular moment, Dustin was cooling himself in a quarry not far from his house. As always, he was alone, as he preferred to swim naked, his bathing suit right at the water’s edge. Dustin, as was his nature, bragged about a lot of things, but not his development. A couple of his teammates had seen him naked after the first basketball practice, and commented on his lack of development. After that, Dustin did not shower following practice or games until he got back home.

And Ernst knew this because Dustin kept a diary, and his first public shower was dutifully documented on the date it occurred. Ernst had, of course, used his toys to gain access to Dustin’s house, his school records, and any other documents that Ernst thought necessary.

He had watched Dustin for several days, and knew his schedule. He had gone to the quarry when Dustin wasn’t there, but found that there was soft sand that extended dozens of yards above the edge of the quarry. To get to where Dustin put his suit would potentially expose him, even if he were invisible, as he would leave footprints as he walked. And Dustin always was looking up the hill, watching for anyone who might approach. He wouldn’t see Ernst, but he might see the footprints.

But the solution was easy. Leaving his clothing behind a rock nearly a kilometer away, Ernst gently lowered himself into the water so as not to make a splash. He paddled silently to where Dustin relaxed in the water, his eyes on the top of the hill. All Ernst had to do was go to the bank, grab the suit, and teleport away with it. There was a splash as his body teleported away and water rushed in to take its place, but that was unavoidable.

Once dressed, Ernst left Dustin’s suit behind the rock and teleported to just over the back of the hill, and then casually walked down towards the quarry. Dustin spotted him immediately, and started to reach for his suit, only to see that it was gone. Ernst smiled as Dustin looked from side to side, all around, desperately trying to find where his bathing suit was.

“Na du?" he asked, casually, and then remembered to use English. “How are you doing?”

“I’m uh, good,” Dustin said as he lowered his body as deep as he could into the quarry. “You didn’t happen to see a bathing suit anywhere, did you?”

“No, but I don’t need one. If you are naked, do mind if I join you?” Ernst began removing his own clothing.

Dustin suddenly had an thought. He had no idea where his suit was, somehow it must have fallen into the water. Or perhaps some animal, a rat or something, had carried it off. But this kid was about his size, and his clothes would fit. All he had to do was get the kid to swim out a few yards and then get out, grab the clothing, and make a run for it. Far better to leave a total stranger out here naked than himself.

Dustin kept his eyes on the kid’s groin as his shorts came down, and was happy to see that the boy was only slightly more developed than him. He had more hair, but what was wrong with his dick? Where the head should have been there was just a bunch of skin.

“Uh, did something happen to your dick?” Dustin asked. “It looks like part of it is missing.”

“My schwanz is normal. It is yours that is missing something.” Dustin was surprised when the kid used his hands to pull back his foreskin, where a purple head had been hidden. “See? You don’t have your foreskin. It was cut off, probably when you were a baby. Until then, your schwanz looked like mine.”

“Uh, I take it schwanz means penis in whatever language you speak?”

“Dur penis is what I call my penis. But like you, I don’t use the formal word. My dick is my schwanz. And I speak German. My name is Ernst Zauberer. What is yours?” Ernst had continued to play with his penis as Dustin watched with apparent interest. Ernst already knew from reading his diary that Dustin was questioning if he were gay.

“I’m Dustin. Dustin Cooper.” He swallowed. “Are you, uh, coming in?”

Ernst smiled, noting that Dustin’s eyes still had moved from watching him get hard. “Hoffentlich; but not until I finish this.” He continued to slowly bring himself to an orgasm, shooting his cum out in a wide arc that hit Dustin on his head and in his face until he backed away from the edge. Now Ernst could see him in the clear water and saw that Dustin’s dick was fully erect.
 
As Dustin pushed his head underwater to wash the cum off, Ernst dove over him. He came back to the surface and as Dustin’s head came up, he said, “I could help you find your suit, but then I’d be the only one nackt baden.”

“Uh, I don’t know what that means,” Dustin said. “But yeah, I need to find my suit. Maybe you could look over there, and I’ll look right around here by the edge.”

“Nackt baden is your skinny dip. If we find your suit, will you put it on? Or remain naked?” Either way, I’ll help look.” Ernst was no fool, and he’d had well over a hundred years of experience with kids trying to trick him. He guessed that Dustin planned to steal his clothing as soon as he was far enough away. That was no problem, and Ernst even made it easy for him by swimming out a dozen meters and then diving for the bottom, which was a long way down.

He stayed under for a long as he could hold his breath, glad that his young body had good endurance. When he surfaced, he saw, as he expected, that Dustin had grabbed his shorts and shirt and was running up the hill. Calling one of his toys to himself, Ernst turned invisible before teleporting back to just over the ridge of the hill.

Dustin was looking behind him, expecting a chase, but he didn’t see Ernst. He paused, wondering if the boy was in trouble and if he should go back to help. Just then, something struck his wrists and the clothing he had stolen was pulled from his hands. Then he felt arms around him, and a moment later he was let go.

It took Dustin a moment to realize that he wasn’t at the top of the hill near the quarry, instead, he was in plain sight not far from the main road in and out of the town where he lived. He dropped to the ground as he realized he was still naked, which was a mistake because he was also still hard.

“What the hell is going on?” he wondered. First his suit mysteriously disappeared, then he was somehow moved a mile away. His mind couldn’t grasp how such things were happening.

“Guten Tag,” Ernst said from behind him. “We meet again.”

Dustin had to get up from his prone position in order to turn around. The strange kid was there, wearing the shorts and shirt he had stolen for himself. “Uh, hi,” Dustin said, not sure what else to say or do.

“We could have had a very pleasant time at the quarry, but instead you stole my clothes, which is only fair as first I stole yours,” Ernst said with an even voice that sounded neither friendly nor hostile. “But I am a much better thief than you are, and now you have a problem.”

“Uh, what do you want?” Dustin asked. “And what the hell are you?”

“I am das Zauberer—the magician. Real magic, not tricks like magicians you may be used to. And I can return your suit to you. Or I can take you to the center of town, naked as you are, and leave you there.” Ernst paused, seeing the fear in Dustin’s eyes. “But you asked what I want, so I will think on that.”

“Tell me,” Ernst said, keeping his voice pleasant as he watched Dustin looking all around with wild eyes, fearful of being caught naked. “You stared at me when I was naked. You watched as I played with my schwanz. Did you enjoy what you saw?”

“Uh, no, I mean, yeah, I looked, but just out of curiosity. I didn’t, uh, enjoy it.”

“Come, Dustin, lüg mich nicht an, don’t lie to me. Speak the truth. You did enjoy it, didn’t you? You like seeing other boys. It is being where you are, naked, that scares you. Would you like it if I took you into town?”

“No, please, okay, I did enjoy it. I’m a fag. Is that what you want to hear?”

“Not with the anger,” Ernst said. “If you are gay, that is fine, and I can work with that. How would you like to have a front-row seat in the shower room where you play basketball where nobody could see you? There are teams playing right now, boys your age. And soon, they will be in the shower. You could be there and watch them and not one of them would know you were there.”

“I, uh, could I please have my suit back?”

“No, you stole my clothes, and for that there will be a punishment. But first, I am offering you something I think you would like. I can see your schwanz getting hard as you think about it. Are you willing to tell me you are interested? Or should we just get on with the punishment you deserve?”

Dustin’s hands flew to his groin to cover his privates. “I, uh, yeah, that would be fun. But how can it happen? People can’t just turn invisible.” His eyes widened, for as soon as he said it Ernst disappeared. His shirt and shorts were there, but everything inside them was gone. And he could see footprints as the clothing walked around him.

“I told you, I am das Zauberer—the magician. I can do this. Of course, you would have to be naked; for as you can see, while I can make you invisible, your clothing remains. I can give you a spielzeug, a toy, that will turn you completely invisible.” As quickly as he had vanished, Ernst was back, but he was holding an eight-sided green gem that looked like two pyramids set base-to-base.

“When you wear this against your skin, you will be invisible. You will be able to see yourself, but do not be fooled, no one else will be able to. I will give this to you. I normally sell or rent them, but since I am guilty of stealing your suit, I will give it to you for one hour. Come back here, and I will have your bathing suit. Then we can discuss the punishment. Are you interested?”

Dustin’s expression showed that he was interested. “It isn’t a trick? I will really be invisible?”

“I told you, I am a real magician, I don’t do tricks,” Ernst said, letting some annoyance sound in his voice. “You will be invisible. But, as I say, you will see yourself. You will have to prove it to yourself by going near people and watching them have no reaction at all to a naked bursche in public. Or, find a mirror, you will not have a reflection.”

“Uh, okay. What will the punishment be?”

“I suppose that is a fair question. You will not mind it so much. Your punishment will be a blasen, what you call a blow job, that you will give to me before you get your suit back.”

“Oh.” That one word said a lot. It surprised him, but didn’t disgust him. “I guess I could do that. If I had to in order to get my suit back.” He paused, thinking about it, remembering what Ernst looked like. Then suddenly he had another thought. “Wait, how did you know about the showers?”

“Oh, Dustin, I know everything about you. I am a magician. I have read your mind. I know that you were seen to be, uh, smaller shall we say, than your peers and did not enjoy that. And that you had to struggle not to get hard during your first and only public shower. And I knew that you like boys.” Ernst had no trouble lying. He’d gotten most of it from reading the boy’s diary. But letting Dustin believe he’d read his mind would make other things easier.

After allowing Dustin time to think it through, he held out the crystal. “Do you want this as my favor for the theft of your clothing I committed? Or should we just get on with the punishment?”

It was true. Dustin had struggled not to get an erection, and had to look away from other boys when they were naked to prevent it. To be able to look without fear of discovery would be incredible. “Yes, please, I would enjoy it. And I will accept the punishment upon my return.”

Ernst handed over the crystal, not bothering to remind Dustin of the time limit. Besides, he had a much more interesting punishment in mind for the boy. “Keep it against your chest and you will be invisible, but as I said, you will be able to see yourself. Have fun, and I will be here when you return.”

Dustin took the gem and slipped the chain over his head. “Can you see me?”

“You already know that I cannot,” Ernst said truthfully. “But I did see the footprints as you took two steps to your right. Plus, I can hear your voice from that side now. Remember, you are invisible, but noises you make and trails you leave will expose you if you are not careful. Have fun.”

Ernst used another toy to enable him to see Dustin. He wanted Dustin to get into town before he actively followed him, but he watched as Dustin slowly approached the street. He ducked down as an older teen walked near him, but when the teen ignored him, Dustin began to believe. He stood up, and walked a little faster towards the heavily traveled road.

Once he was on the sidewalk, he had to dodge several times to keep from being bumped into by other people, but he had no doubt at all now that he was invisible. He made his way as quickly as possible to the gym, and then to the shower room. There was a game in progress, and the shower room was empty, and Dusty used the time to find the best place to stand. He glanced at a mirror, and as Ernst had said, he did not see his reflection until he lifted the crystal from his chest. Then he saw the reflection of him standing there, naked and erect. He let the crystal fall back across his chest, and just in time as he heard the buzzer sounding from the gym signaling the end of the game.

Eight boys soon poured into the room. Dustin knew a couple of them; they were seventh graders from his school, so they were twelve or thirteen years old. One was a boy he had bullied. Only two boys used the shower, and the others undressed to underpants and then dressed in street clothes. Dustin took a chance and moved closer to the shower room to look at the two boys who were in there. They both stood under a shower but were watching the locker room.

When the last boy exited, one of the boys, Nate, said, “Hurry, it’s your turn today.”

Brad, the other boy, took a look into the locker room before kneeling down in front of Nate, and to Dustin’s total surprise and enjoyment, took Nate’s dick into his mouth. Dustin began jerking off as he watched, and when he came it was one of the best he’d ever had.

“Awww, here it comes,” Nate said, and Dustin could tell he was having his own cum.

Brad had just finished when the locker room door opened and nine boys from Dustin’s grade came in. Brad just barely had time to stand up before anyone saw him, and Nate still had a boner.

“This is getting too dangerous,” Brad whispered to Nate. “But next time, it’s your turn to do me. Let’s get out of here.”

“Hey, Williamson has a boner,” one of the eighth-grade boys who had just entered said. “You guys having some fun in the shower? Hang around until our game is over and you can have all the fun you want with us.”

“Naw, I’ve got a better idea,” another said. “Let’s just toss them out naked.” The boy stepped into the shower and grabbed Brad and started pulling him towards the door.

“No, please, let me go,” Brad yelled.

“Get the door,” the kid pulling Brad said and two of his friends opened the door that led to the gym. Dustin was sure they were going to do it, but at the last minute the kid holding Brad let him go and laughed. “You aren’t worth the trouble I’d get in. Besides, nobody would be able to see that tiny dick of yours.”

Dustin noticed that Brad now also had a boner as he and Nate made their way to their lockers and dressed as quickly as they could. Dustin took a look around and saw Peter, a boy from his grade, move to an empty row of lockers. Dustin knew that row, and the look on Peter’s face. He followed him and stood two feet away from him.

Peter kicked off his shoes and then emptied his gym bag onto the floor. He grabbed his jock strap and shorts and put them where he could get to them quickly, and then with a last look to see if anyone was watching, he pulled his shorts and boxers down and off. Dustin saw he had a boner, and a nice one. He’d never thought that Peter would be as well hung as he was. Dustin guessed it was five inches long, and his balls hung down under it.

Peter kept a watch to see of any of the other boys were coming near, never dreaming that a boy was standing right next to him watching. He had trouble getting his boner into his jock strap, but ocne he did he quickly put his gym shorts on and only then did he change shirts.

The other boys were finishing up as well, and they exited together into the gym. Dustin felt adventurous, and he thought he’d have some fun. He followed them out, feeling weird to be naked in the gym where several dozen parents and siblings of the two team’s players were sitting in the bleachers.

He was thinking about jacking off, wanting to do it with all the people present, and was about to start when a little boy, about ten years old, came from the side and ran into him. Before he could react, the boy reached out and the first thing he felt was Dustin’s boner. The boy wrapped his hand around it, and used his other hand to try and figure out what it was that he couldn’t see.

In a panic, Dustin had to forcibly move the boy’s hand and he tried to get away, but the boy followed, reaching out with his hands to find him and calling to two other boys to come and help him. Dustin was trapped between the three of them, and the only place he could go was out the door to an outdoor courtyard.

But the three boys had all seen the door open by itself, and followed. He went to the side, but the boys weren’t stupid. They stood by the doors, correctly guessing that the naked boy one of them had felt would need to get back inside and the only way in was past them. They took up positions that blocked the door.

Meanwhile, Ernst had moved closer. He had put several cameras in the locker room and they output to a phone he had stolen from a store. That way, if anyone found the cameras before he removed them, they wouldn’t be able to tell who received the images. The toy that Dustin wore had a tracker on it, and the cameras were set to follow that tracker when in range.

Although he couldn’t see Dustin, he was able to tell where Dustin moved. He saw the interest in the two boys in the shower, and the boy by himself in the last row of lockers. But when Dustin moved out of the locker room and into the gym, he decided it was time to keep a better eye on things. Leaving the phone and his clothes in a safe place, he used another toy to turn invisible and teleported himself to where he knew the boy had gone, finding himself in a walled-in courtyard. He guessed that Dustin was most likely in the far corner, trying to figure out how to get past the three younger boys. Ernst called his toy back to him.

“There he is,” one of the boys said as the now visible and naked Dustin appeared just twenty feet from him. As they ran straight towards him, Dustin realized that he was no longer invisible, and he looked down. The crystal was gone. He figured it must have fallen off, and he spent two seconds looking around before he had to run to avoid the three kids.

As much as Ernst enjoyed watching a naked Dustin trying to evade three young kids, it represented too much danger of questions being raised that would prematurely end his time around here. Guessing at the route that Dustin was going to take, he teleported to a spot nearby, and got lucky. Dustin was running right at him. When he was an arm’s length away, Ernst grabbed him, which turned Dustin invisible, and then teleported the both of them into the locker room.

It was the second time that Dustin had been teleported, and it only left him momentarily confused.

“Where’s my toy?” Ernst asked as he deactivated both of the crystals he wore, making himself visible. “My crystal?” Dustin’s answer wouldn’t matter, Ernst knew exactly where it was, deactivated, yet invisible around his neck.

“I don’t know, it must have fallen off outside.”

“That is going to cost you another punishment. Tell me everything that went on in the locker room while you were in here.” Again, he’d seen most of it from the cameras, but he wanted to see how much the boy would tell him.

Dustin told him about the two boys in the shower, and how a boy from his grade almost tossed one of the younger kids out into the gym naked. But he failed to talk about the boy he had stood next to and watched as he undressed.

“Oh, Dustin, did I not tell you I was a magician? Why do you still think you can hide things from me. You have very little time before those boys return from the gym. Don’t waste it. I can become invisible, but the same cannot be said by you unless you tell me everything.”

This time, Dustin was much more complete in his description, even telling Ernst that he enjoyed watching Peter change and seeing Peter with a boner.

“Find something to leave him a note with and tell him to meet you at the top of the hill near the quarry. Draw a map in case he doesn’t know where it is. Tell him you will return his clothes to him and pay a price for taking them.” Ernst went to the locker and took the bag with all of Peter’s clothing in it.

While Dustin was working on the note, Ernst quickly removed all of the cameras he had installed without Dustin seeing him do it and added them to the bag. He then teleported to where his clothes were and grabbed them before teleporting to the hill. He left the bag there, but teleported Dustin’s clothing away before returning to the locker room.

“Let me see the note,” he demanded. Dustin handed it over and Ernst found it was satisfactory. “Sign it, and leave it in his locker.” The buzzer was sounding the end of the game on the court, and fear was showing in Dustin’s eyes.

“Come here,” he said to Dustin.

“But the buzzer, the other boys…”

“I said come here. Do what I tell you or I will leave you here.” Ernst had no intention of leaving a naked boy behind, it would raise too many questions. But his words worked. Dustin came over to him, and Ernst grabbed his dick, causing Dustin to take a step back.

“As long as my hand is on your schwanz, you are invisible,” Ernst said. “One wrong move, one mistake, and I let go. Got it?”

Dustin glanced in the mirror and saw that neither of them were creating a reflection. “Yes sir,” he said, with discomfort sounding in his voice just as the door burst open and the eighth-grade boys came in, joyous from having won their game.

Ernst led them out into the gym while the door was open, and stood against a wall until the people who had been watching left. He saw the three boys walking around the court between the walls and the playing area with their arms out, searching, so he moved onto the court. Once the path was clear, he took Dustin outside, and headed towards the quarry. As they walked, he gently stroked Dustin’s dick, feeling it grow in his hand.

“Ohh,” Dustin moaned. Ernst warned him again about making noise, but continued to stroke his dick and occasionally running a fingernail over the top of his glans. “I’m going to shoot,” Dustin moaned and stopped. Ernst was barely able to maintain contact as Dustin’s right hand pushed his away and took control of stroking his dick. A few seconds later he shot five bright gobs of sperm onto the sidewalk.

“Come,” Ernst said. “I will walk you a different way now.” He got the index finger of his right hand wet in his mouth and without warning shoved it into Dustin’s butt, forcing it past the muscle that held it closed. His left hand was over Dustin’s mouth to keep him from yelling or screaming.

“Now we walk,” Ernst said once his finger was all the way inside. He found the lump that was Dustin’s prostate and began rubbing his finger over it, laughing silently as he listened to the boy’s moans of pleasure at the new feeling he was experiencing.

They arrived at the hill, Dustin noticed the bag containing Peter’s clothing was there, but he didn’t see his own. He’d last seen them right about where they were now standing. Well, where he was standing. The strange German kid was gone. Or maybe just invisible.

“Where are my clothes?” he asked.

“I have taken the Freiheit of moving them back down by the quarry,” the kid’s voice came from right next to him. “You will pay me for losing my spielzeug, the toy, down there. But first, I think I see your friend approaching. Do you know what price you are going to pay him for making him walk all this way in nothing but a thin pair of shorts?

Dustin was scared. He knew what he wanted to do. But how could he ever let Peter know he liked boys? He looked over the hill, where his friend had spotted him and was now running towards them.

“I suppose I have to do the same as I will to you,” he said out loud, wondering if the German kid was still there.

“Ja. But not once. You will promise him another one at a time and place of his choosing. And you will keep that promise, unless you want to end up totally naked in school with your clothing locked in your locker. Verstehst du? Do you understand?”

“Yeah,” Dustin said reluctantly.

“Dustin, what the fuck man! You stole my clothes. Why?” Peter had arrived, and was angry. “Now I’m late for a date with Emily. And where the hell are your clothes? Anyone could come by and see you.”

“Someone already did. I think they are down by the quarry, but I wanted to meet you up here on the hill.”

“Look, we’re friends, and I can take a joke, but this went too far. You said you’d make it up to me. What price do you think justifies what you did?”

I’ll blow you, right here, and right now. And I’ll do it again at a time and place of your choosing.” He saw the look on Peter’s face change.

“Did someone make you do this? Is that why you are naked?” Peter started looking all around. “Do you have to blow me before you get your clothes back?”

“Yeah, kind of,” Dustin said, hoping the lie wouldn’t cost him more. “I don’t mind doing it, and I will keep the promise, but right now I kind of have to do it.”

Peter looked behind them. They could see people back on the street going about their business. He figured Dustin must be in some sort of trouble to be standing here all this time naked. “Can I help you without you having to do it?” he whispered.

“No,” Dustin responded. “They are in a building over there, watching from a window. At least that’s what they told me. And I have to do the second one too, only you get to choose when and where. Look, let’s make it two for you, and for the second one you can invite David Klein too. We’ll tell him I lost a bet or something. Please, I know this is strange, but I’ve got to do this.” He really wanted to see David naked, and sucking his dick would be a lot of fun too. He hoped that Ernst would understand the reason for the lies and let them go since he added another boy.

“Okay, but I’m not going to do it right at the top of the hill. They’ll have to trust you or I’m taking my clothes and leaving. Let’s move down the hill a little way where people on the street can’t see us.”

Before Dustin could decide if Ernst would approve, he saw the boy become visible right behind Peter. He gave two thumbs up, and then pointed to his head and the view behind. Then he disappeared again.

“I think as long as they can see your head it will be okay.” Dustin moved down the hill towards the quarry. “This is good enough.”

Peter had brought the bag containing his clothing along. He looked behind and saw that from here the most people could see would be from his back up. “You sure you want to do this?”

Dustin was dying to do it, but he had to play cool. “Trust me, I have to. The German kid had something over me.”

“The German kid? Who is that?” Peter was hard. He wanted a blowjob, and while he liked Dustin, he was willing to use whatever hook someone had on the kid to get it. And two more later. He pushed the gym shorts down and stepped out of them. The tip of his dick was pointed straight up, peeking out the top of his jockstrap. He removed that and Dustin dropped down to his knees right in front of him.

It was the second time he was seeing Peter with a boner, and this time he was close enough to see the veins that ran along the sides of his friend’s dick. There was a trail of precum leaking from the tip. He put his mouth over it and began.

Peter was in heaven. It was not the first blowjob he’d ever had, but the fact that a good friend of his was giving it to him somehow made it ever more enjoyable. Just like the other’s he’d gotten. He wanted it to last, but he couldn’t hold back. He’d been hard for the past ten minutes, ever since Dustin had first said he’d blow him. He clenched his fingers and drove his hips forward, pressing his dick deeper into the warm and moist mouth, and let it explode. Seven bursts at least. It was great, and he knew now he was never going to turn down the other promised ones.

“I’ve got to go look for my clothes,” Dustin said when he was done. He’d swallowed a bunch of his friend’s cum. “You should go. The kids who did this will be here soon and you don’t want to still be around when they show up.” He saw the doubtful look on Peter’s face. “Don’t worry, they won’t hurt me. I’ll probably have to give a blowjob to them, but that’s all. And they might contact you to make sure I keep my promise, which I will.”

“If you’re sure,” Peter said as he dumped his clothing out of his bag and started getting dressed.

“I’m positive. I’ll call you later and we can set up a place and time for me to give you the first one I promised and then the second with you and David Klein.”

Once Peter was over the hill, Dustin turned around and headed for the lake. He saw Ernst Zauberer already in the water, floating on his back. The kid had a boner.

“Sehr gut,” Ernst said as he headed for shore. “Very good. I’m happy with you. You lied, but added another boy, so I’m satisfied. I’ll leave you alone as soon as you pay the price for losing my toy.”

“Will you be watching when I do it again with Peter and David?” Dustin asked.

“You are not considering not paying the debt, are you?”

“No, I’ll do it. I just want to know if you will be there.”

“Vielleicht ja, vielleicht nein,” Ernst said, not providing the translation for Dustin, who looked like he understood it on his own. “Just one last piece of business needs to be taken care of. The crystal, or blashen. You didn’t find my crystal, so now you owe me a blowjob.”

“Yeah, okay,” Dustin sighed. He was trying to pretend he didn’t really want to suck the teen kid’s funny looking dick. “How do I, uh, what about the skin over the end? Do I…”

“Da vorhaut, my foreskin, will peel back,” Ernst explained. He grabbed his dick, which was still hard, and showed how easily the purple head under it was revealed.

Dustin went to work. Having watched the boy suck his friend’s dick so expertly, Ernst didn’t hold back. Once he felt the urge, he let it go, enjoying the ride.

“Your clothes are behind that rock over there,” he said once the payment was completed. Do not disappoint me with the debt you promised to Peter and the other boy.”

“I won’t,” Dustin said. He swam over to where Ernst had pointed and found all of his clothing. Carrying the items so they wouldn’t get wet, he returned to the shore. He’d been hard for a while, and had his own need to take care of. With his eyes closed and thinking thoughts of sucking Peter and David, he had one of his best ever orgasms. He never noticed Ernst standing a few feet away, watching.

Part 3: David Klein

“Klein,” Ernst Zauberer said to himself. It was a good German name, meaning small or short. The victim of his previous prank had included him in the payment he owed for taking Peter’s clothes.

Ernst had viewed all the news for the community he was in, including the school newspaper. There was one mention of a ghost, one who appeared briefly naked. It was reported by three 10-year-old boys, and was presented in the news more as a joke than an actual story. But he knew the three boys were not wrong or lying. They had seen Dustin Cooper. One of them had even accidently grabbed hold of the boy’s steifen, or as an American would say, his boner.

After determining that his cover was still intact, Ernst planned one more prank. Three in one town was his maximum. More than that and word could spread. He wasn’t ready to go back to sleep yet. Once he had one more event here, he could safely move to another part of America. Or Canada, or even Mexico.

David Klein proved to be more difficult to learn about than the previous two boys. Stan Whitmore was easy. The boy wanted privacy. He wanted to know more about girls and sex. Ernst didn’t help him much with that. He did get him into the R-rated movie he knew the boy wanted to see. But the only sex the kid learned about came from oral sex; first with him, then with his two brothers.

Dustin Cooper had been an open book. Literally, he even kept a diary that gave many details of his life. He was trying to determine if he was gay. And he was. Ernst was done with the boy, he’d embarrassed the kid totally, and gotten his own prize - his blasen, a blowjob. And the kid still owed two to one of his friends and another one to a third boy. That third boy was David Klein.

The reason that Dustin had picked David was obvious. The boy was good looking. Blond hair, blue eyes, and athletic. If this was 1940 Germany, the kid would be a leader of Deutsches Jungvolk in der Hitler Jugend. The German Youngsters in the Hitler Youth. But that was 80 years in the past, and David was an American.

The boy had a lot of contacts in his phone, with an even split between boys and girls. He had three siblings, an older sister and a younger brother and sister. He had his own room. He read a lot, or at least he had a large collection of books for a thirteen-year-old. Murder mysteries, and adventure books aimed for his age group.

Trying to learn more, Ernst had used one of his spielzeugs to study the boy at home. He watched as David showered, where he sat on the floor of the shower and used the spray nozzle on his privates to get an erection. Then, with a soapy hand, he gently washed his penis until he had an orgasm.

It was entertaining, and he was glad to see the boy was not abnormally big or small. A perfectly formed penis, except that he’d been beschnitten, with light brown hair just starting to grow. Ernst didn’t understand why most American boys had been circumcised.

He was thinking that maybe he needed to find another opfer, a victim of his pranks. Then he found out that David was to be home alone one evening. He decided to join the boy, without the boy being aware that he was not alone.

His family left right after an early dinner, with instructions for him to load the dishwasher and stay inside. He rinsed the dishes and put them in the machine and started it. Then, seeming reluctant with what he was about to do, he used his phone to send a text message. Ernst was leaning over his shoulder and saw the text went to a random series of letters and numbers. “I’m alone until 11 pm” the text read.

Five minutes later he got a response. “You know what to do.”

“Shit,” David said out loud. He went to his bedroom and lifted one side of his mattress. Under it, he pulled out two straps. Then he did the same on the other side.

He went to the back door and unlocked it. In the bathroom he peed. When he returned to his bedroom, he stripped totally naked. He opened a drawer on his dresser and got out a blindfold before sitting on his bed. Then he locked his ankles in the lower two straps that were connected under his mattress. He pulled the top two up onto the bed and lay back. Next, he put the blindfold on before reaching and finding the two straps. He got his arms inside the openings and pulled. A latch clicked as the loops tightened around his wrists.

Ernst went ahead and removed his spielzeug to become visible. David’s dick was rising. This was something new. Nothing he had found about the boy suggested anything like this. It was exciting, especially since the boy appeared to be ashamed.

“Now that is something I have not seen before,” he said to David.

“Who are you? You shouldn’t be here.” David was struggling to get free, but couldn’t.

“My name is Ernst Zauberer David. I will not hurt you; you don’t need to worry about that.”

“Let me go, please,” the boy said.

“I think I need to see how this plays out. Perhaps have some fun of my own. You have a very nice looking schwanz. What happens when the person who is coming gets here?”

“When he comes you need to be gone. I only have to do this a few more times. What is a schwanz?”

“It is your penis. It looks delightful. Tell me what happens next. Start with who is coming.”

“Wait, you’re that German kid who made Dustin Cooper give a blowjob to Peter.”

“You know about that?”

“Yeah, Peter told me. He said I might get one too. You’re making Dustin do it, but they are going to pretend it was a lost bet. Peter told me I could probably talk Dustin into doing it more than once. Peter is going to try for two more times. He and Dustin and me are friends, but he said the blowjob was really good. But you have to leave.”

“Tell me who is coming and what happens?”

“I don’t know. I was on line watching a girl stripping and got this message from a series of numbers and letters. It said they knew who I was and had proof of what I was watching. I had to buy the restraint and let him know when I was home alone. He said it would take six times. He comes in and I have to suck him off. Sometimes he’s not alone. I once had to suck off three boys.”

“How do you get free?”

“My brother. He found me the first time I had to do it. Sometimes he asks for a blowjob too. I don’t have much of a choice except to give him one. He’s at a movie with a friend of his tonight and he should be home before my parents and sisters get back.”

“So you have much experience giving these blowjob, ja?”

“Please, I don’t like it. But whoever it is has pictures. He said he’d show them around at school if I didn’t do it. Please don’t make me suck you too.”

“What if I helped end it?” Ernst asked. “Would that entitle me to one? Without the bindings.”

“I don’t dare,” David said. “If you try, he’ll still have the pictures. I can’t let people know that I give blowjobs.”

They both heard the backdoor squeak as it opened, and then footsteps across the kitchen floor.

“Quick, leave, or hide,” David whispered. “They can’t find you here.”

Ernst turned invisible and stepped away from the bed. He wanted to meet the mastermind of this operation.

The door to David’s bedroom opened slowly, just enough for whoever was out there to see that the blindfold was in place. Once that was established, two boys came in. Ernst knew both of them, and was totally surprised, something that almost never had happened to him before.

The first boy was Peter, the boy who Dustin had given a blowjob to. The second boy was Dean, David’s twelve-year-old brother. He knew who the boy was from pictures of the family he’d seen in the house.

Neither of them said a word. Peter moved to the head of the bed and pulled David’s face to the side. Just enough for the boy to take his dick into his mouth. At the same time Dean was pumping his brother’s dick, getting it hard.

It was the perfect torture, Ernst saw. Dean got his brother right on the verge of shooting, and then stopped. About that same time Peter had his climax, filling David’s mouth with cum.

Peter stepped back, and Dean took his place. Peter used his hand to keep David right to the brink without allowing it to happen.

They were about to leave when Ernst ended his invisibility. “Now that was quite a show Peter. I applaud you.”

Peter nearly jumped out of his skin. He and Dean turned and faced the totally naked boy who had somehow gotten into the room without any of them knowing it.

“And Dean, you must really enjoy the game. I’ll bet when you ‘get home’ officially, you’ll ask for another one.”

“The German kid,” Peter said.

“Ernst Zauberer, at your service.”

“Well Ernst, you’re in trouble. Dean might only be twelve, but it’s two to one. And now that you’ve ruined everything, you’re going to have to pay.”

“I should warn you; I am das Zauberer—the magician. Real magic. So be very careful what you attempt.”

“Ha, very funny,” Peter said. “Dean, go to the right. Let’s throw this kid naked out on the sidewalk.”

His centuries of dealing with kids had allowed him to perfect several means of taking the fight out of any boy. Ernst allowed Peter to grab him. The moment he did, Ernst did two things at once, something that used up a lot of energy, but he had more than enough to spare.

He and Peter landed in the backyard of David’s house. For Peter, being teleported was disorienting. It took him a moment to gain his senses. But by the time he did, he saw the other kid disappear. And then he felt a breeze and noticed that he was now totally naked.

Ernst decided he had more than enough energy to do it again. He returned to the room, where Dean was totally confused at how the naked boy and Peter had suddenly disappeared. Ernst grabbed the boy. He teleported the kid’s clothes to where he’d sent Peter’s while at the same time teleported the two of them to the backyard.

“Had enough?” he asked. “Or perhaps the two of you would like to find yourselves somewhere more public. Maybe on a Trailway’s bus on its way to somewhere in Kansas. Like me, you’d still be naked of course. But unlike me, you won’t be able to return here without being caught.”

“How?” Both boys had the same question, but the shock at finding themselves outside naked was too much for them to even form the rest of the questions they wanted answered.

“As I said, I am das Zauberer—the Magician.” I can put you anywhere. Or perhaps I should appear in your schools on Monday and leave you naked in the main hallway just before the final bell. That would be fun indeed.”

He knew the boys were still not convinced enough. “Come with me,” he said, holding out his hands.

“We’re not going anywhere with you,” Peter said. “Where are our clothes!”

“I’m not sure the people next door heard you,” Ernst said. “Perhaps you should say it a bit louder. Or maybe this will convince you to listen to me.”

He grabbed Peter and teleported to a safe place. The top of the hill near the quarry. Behind him he could hear the sound of boys and girls in the water at the bottom of the hill. They sounded like older teens.

“Do you want to make your way home from here naked?” he asked.

He now had the boy’s full attention. The boy didn’t verstehen, he didn’t comprehend what was happening. But he knew he was in trouble.

“Please don’t leave me here naked. I’ll do what you want.”

Ernst returned them to the back yard. “Tell Dean what happens when I don’t get my way,” he ordered Peter.

“He took me all the way to the hill above the quarry. He was going to leave me there, naked. We have to do what he wants.”

“I need to prove something to you. I need you to understand what I can do. One more example should suffice.”

He grabbed the penis of both of the younger boys.

“Now, do not pull away from me.” He teleported to a corner of the lobby in the town’s theater.

“Don’t make a sound,” he whispered. Then Peter pulled free from the hand on his dick.

“Hey look, there’s a naked boy over there,” a girl close to them said.

Reacting immediately, Ernst reached out and touched Peter, who was clearly visible to everyone in the lobby, without letting go of Dean.

“Where?” her friends asked.

“He was right there,” she said and began moving forward.

Ernst was forced to move them again before should could get close enough to touch one of them. His hand gripped the boy’s dicks even tighter this time. “Don’t move, and don’t make a sound,” he hissed.

The two boys walked right past them and entered the restroom. “You are both invisible, but only as long as you are touching me,” he said. “Peter, if you pull free again, I will leave you here.”

It took three other kids passing within feet of them and not noticing them before the boys started to believe. Ernst returned them back to David’s backyard.

“Now you see what I can do. I don’t want to hear any complaints. I don’t want to hear you say that I can’t make you do something. Do all of you understand it?”

“Okay, okay, Peter said. “But you can let go of my dick now.”

Ernst didn’t like the boy’s attitude. He did let go of both boys, making them visible, and then made himself visible as well.

Peter, suck on my dick and do not stop until you finish.”

“No, please,” the boy begged.

“I thought I convinced you to follow directions. Sei nicht so blöd. Don’t be stupid.”

He felt the boy’s mouth engulf his dick. It felt good. “Keep going, and eat all of my seed.”

“Acky” Peter said.

His mumbled words were enough to allow Ernst to shoot a load into the boy’s mouth. “You can stop sucking now,” he said.

“What are you going to do with us?” Dean asked.

“I am going to ask you to make up for your mistakes with David. I think each of you will need to experience what you have put him through. And I think he will be getting blowjobs for many days to come. If I hear otherwise, you now know that I am telling you the truth when I say I can leave you naked anywhere I want. Let’s go inside and see what David thinks is fair for what you’ve put him through.”

Instead of using the energy to teleport them, they walked to David’s room.

“Peter, remove his blindfold,” he ordered once they were in David’s bedroom. “Let him see the face behind all the numbers on that fake text account you used.”

“I already know its him and my brother,” David said. Peter removed the blindfold. “Release me and I won’t tell anyone.”

“No, not quite yet,” Ernst said. “They should not get away with what they did to you. You said they have pictures of you.” He turned to Peter and Dean. “Do you? Lie to me and you know what will happen.”

“Just a few. They are on my phone, wherever that is.”

“I have some on my phone too. Same place.”

“Who took the first pictures?” Ernst asked.

Dean and Peter looked at each other. “I did,” Dean said. “I knew my brother was watching porn, so one day when he thought he was home alone I took a picture of him jacking off. I showed it to Peter and he came up with the plan to blackmail David.”

“I am going to send you to where your clothes are. Get both phones, but leave the clothing. You will have to get from there to here on your own.” Without waiting for a reply, he sent Dean away.

“Could you please release me?” David begged.

“No, not quite yet,” Ernst replied. “We need to wait until Dean gets back. He should be here soon; he doesn’t have far to go.” Minutes later they heard the back door open and close and the boy came running into the bedroom.

“Gina Wilkinson and Cynthia Webber saw me naked,” he said. “They laughed at me.”

“And who’s fault is that?” Ernst asked. He saw the boy make a face, but the kid had learned his lesson and didn’t say what he was thinking.

“Show me the pictures, then show them to David.” There were 16 in all, and a few showed David sucking Dean and Peter. One showed a third boy. “Who is that?” Ernst asked.

“Jess Blackmore. He’s a friend of mine.” Dean suddenly looked very ashamed.

“Now delete them. All of them. Are there copies of these anywhere?” Both boys said no. “If I find out you are lying, and I will if you are, you will end up somewhere you don’t want to be. I’m thinking the hallway of your school, seconds before the last bell rings. And of course, you will be naked.”

“I’ve got the one of me and the one of Jess on my computer,” Dean admitted.

“And I’ve got one of me on mine,” added Peter.

“Thr  habt mich angelogen,” he muttered before remembering to speak English. “You both lied to me.”

“We’re sorry, please, not naked in school,” Peter said, speaking for both of them. “We’ll delete them, I promise.”

“Dean. You first. Give your brother a blasen, a blowjob. Do not keep me or him waiting.”

David was amazed that his brother didn’t hesitate to bend over and start sucking on his dick. It felt good, and he’d been hard long enough that it didn’t take much effort for the kid to make him cum. Then he and Peter saw Ernst’s magic in a new form. A clear picture of his face, sucking on a penis, appeared on Dean’s chest.

Dean saw them looking, and heard Peter snicker, and looked down. “Shit, no,”

“Ja,” Ernst said. “It will disappear one week after you have deleted every picture you have of your brother. Not a second earlier.”

“But I …”

“I do not care what problems it causes for you. Nor how you will explain it if your parents or friends see it. You lied. After I warned you. It is this, or the hallway at school seconds before the final bell. You can choose.”

“Please,” the boy begged.

“Or I can do both,” was Ernst’s only response.

“The hallway,” he said with horror. “Nobody can see this. They can’t see me sucking someone’s dick.”

“That image will disappear the moment you are naked in the hallway. You will be at the other end of school from your locker, and I will make sure your clothes are not stolen by placing them in your locker.” Ernst turned to Peter. “Your turn.”

It took longer for David to shoot this quickly after his brother’s effort, but not an excessive amount of time. As soon as it was done, the picture, as clear as a 4K photograph, appeared on his chest.

“I’ll do the hallway too,” he said. “You will meet with Dean and strip away from your locker as well. I will put your clothes safely away. And don’t think about chickening out. There are worst places you could end up naked. Both you and Dean will do this tomorrow if you want the pictures on your chest to disappear.”

Ernst turned back to the boy on the bed. “David, I know you want to be released. I will do it if I can trust you. I promised you I could end this problem for you. In exchange I wanted blasen, a blowjob. Will you do it?”

“Yes, I promise,” the boy said, knowing he’d end up having to do it anyway. Besides, it was better than having to suck Peter and Dean a number of more times in the future.

With a flick of his hand, Ernst released the spring locks on the restraints and David was able to pull his limbs free. He was far more afraid of the German kid than anyone else, so without hesitation he moved to the foot of his bed and took the boy’s dick into his mouth.

Ernst thought about using magic to make the feeling last longer, but decided that David was innocent of any malice against him and instead allowed his body to decide when it was time to climax.

“Now, we must decide the punishment for your brother and Peter. I will come up with ideas, and you can modify them, tell me no, or accept them. I will start with your brother.”

“Dean, this apparat, the contraption under David’s bed, now belongs to you. You will move it there and secure yourself in it. You will use it every time you and your brother are home alone for the next 2 weeks. The only way to get released is to give a blowjob to your brother and anyone else he wants to include. The Jess Blackmore boy will be included at least three times.”

Dean looked to his brother, hoping David would counter the order. When he didn’t, he sighed and started removing the restraint device.

“I promise, I won’t make it worse for him than he did for me,” David said after his brother left the room. “Do I have to make him use it each time we are home alone? Or can I let some days slip?”

“You didn’t counter the punishment, so he has to follow it. But I will allow you to release him without requiring a blowjob. That will be up to you, except that his friend will get at least three blowjobs. And I might decide to get one or two myself.”

“Peter,” Ernst said, looking at the other boy. “You will find one of these in your room when you get home. The day that Dustin Cooper is coming, you will be secured in it. And Peter and Dustin will both werden belohnt; that is, they will both be rewarded at least twice before they release you. I think you know what the reward will be. You will invite them back at least twice a week for two weeks, same rules. And David can bring another boy if he wants.”

“You can invite us, but I’ll only accept a total of six times,” Peter said. “The same number of times that I had to suck your dick.”

Peter’s head tiltled down. It was clear to Ernst that he was not going to enjoy the next few weeks. “I might show up once or twice as well,” he said.

“My clothes?” Peter asked.

“Ah, yes, deine Klamotten. I will send you to them. Touch both sets and they will return here. You will walk back, with your arms to your sides. I will know if you cover up or run. Disobey and the punishment for that will be much more embarrassing than being in your school hallway naked.” He waved his arm and Peter disappeared.

“Where are the clothes?” David asked.

“Under the streetlight at the corner,” Ernst said. “And the two girls who saw Dean are still on their porch. He will have to pass them to get back here. But I don’t think he is foolish enough now to decide to cover his privates or run.” Would you like to observe without being seen?”

“Yeah,” David said.

“Here, I will give you a spielzeug, a toy.” He held out the eight-sided green gem that looked like two pyramids set base-to-base.

“When you wear this against your skin, you will be invisible. I will give this to you. I will take it back from you after the three months are done.” Ernst had no difficultly lying to the boy. Before he left this part of America, he would leave the boy somewhere embarrassing when he reclaimed his property.

David took it, and Ernst sent him to right in front of the patio where the two girls were sitting. David almost cried out in alarm as he was naked just feet away from the girls, until he saw they hadn’t reacted at all. He was truly invisible. And, he had arrived just in time to see Peter, naked as the day he was born, was almost to the porch. The girls spotted him immediately and ran down to the sidewalk.

David could hardly believe that his friend didn’t try to cover his dick, which was fully erect. Nor did he run. Oddly, the image of him giving a blowjob was not visible on his chest. He couldn’t get past the girls however.

It took all of Peter’s will power to not use his hands to cover his erection. He knew that being naked in the hallway at school would be far worse than being seen by Gina Wilkinson and Cynthia Webber. But the German kid had said if he disobeyed the instruction to not cover up his punishment would be far worse than that. He had no idea what could be worse, but he didn’t want to find out. His hands stayed to his sides. “I lost a bet,” he explained when they asked why he was naked. “I’m not allowed to cover up or run. You’ve seen me, now can I please continue on to David Klein’s house?”

The girls pulled Peter up to the porch where the light was on and they could see him better before letting him go.

David hung around as Peter left. He listened to the girls joke and laugh at seeing two boys naked that night. After listening for a few minutes, he ran back to his house, arriving a few minutes before Peter did. He took the toy from around his neck and put it on his bed.

“Gina and Cynthia saw me,” he complained. “I told them I lost a bet.”

“He didn’t run or cover up,” David said. He saw the questioning look on Peter’s face. “I was there. Like this.” He held the toy to his chest and saw the look of amazement when he disappeared from sight.

“So the boys who said they saw Dustin Cooper naked,” Peter began. “They really did? He had one of those and he took it off and let them see him?”

“He lost his. I helped him get away from the gymnasium area, but he let go of me and became visible again. He had to pay a price for losing one of my spielzeugs.”

“Hey, Dean never returned. Do you suppose he locked himself in the restraint?” Peter asked with a degree of excitement in his voice.

They all hurried to the bedroom across the hall. Dean was naked and secured. And erect.

“We’re home alone,” he said. “Will you please let me pay the price to get out of this?”

“I know from experience that it is harder to give a blowjob while secured like that,” David explained. “Can I trust you?” I’ll release you now, but I want the blowjob as soon as you are free.”

“You can trust me. I’ll do it twice if you want. Or I’ll do you and Peter. I just want out. This is scary, and I’m sorry I told Peter when you were going to be home alone so that he would make sure he could come over. I had no idea how bad it must have been for you to be locked up like this for a couple of hours.”

“And I was blindfolded, which made it worse,” his brother said. “Plus, I never knew if it would be just Peter or if he would bring other boys.” He started releasing the straps that bound his brother. “Peter doesn’t deserve one, but if the German kid …”

“Ernst Zauberer, not ‘the German Kid’,” Ernst corrected.

“I’m sorry,” David said. “If Ernst Zauberer wants one, you can do him and me.”

Dean’s face reddened when he looked at Ernst and saw him smile and step forward.

The blowjobs were completed. Afterwards, Ernst gave a final warning that he would be watching to ensure that all the requirements were met and that none of the boys took advantage of the situations beyond what they had agreed to. However, it was mostly a lie. He really didn’t care. He’d check in at least once, just to watch, without letting them know he was there. And he made sure to be in the hallway when Dean and Peter went on their embarrassing run through the crowded hallways of their school.

The next day, late in the afternoon, Ernst was there, waiting in a spot where people would not bump into him. He knew where the boy’s lockers were, and he was where he expected them to start from. He was beginning to believe that they were going to defy him when he saw the two boys walk past him, heading for the end of the hall.

“Shit, I don’t want to do this,” Dean said, almost crying.

“But if you don’t, you’ll end up here anyway. And then maybe somewhere else that’s worse.” Peter had already begun stripping.

Ernst watched until they were both naked. It was a bit too early, he wanted them to still be in the halls well away from their lockers when the bell rang, so he held them with magic until the final minute.

He had to resist the urge to put their clothes in a trash bin instead of their lockers, but decided to play by the rules – his rules, on this day. The two boys had only made it half way up the hall before the bell rang. Within seconds, they were surrounded by their classmates.

At first, the kids just yelled, screamed, and laughed at them. But then it started becoming more physical as boys wanted to slap their backsides and girls wanted to feel them. He let it go for a few seconds, but they weren’t in the main hallway yet and not enough of their classmates had seen them, so he used magic to build a minor force wall around them. He also began keeping teachers and other adults out of the hall.

That allowed the boys to continue heading for their lockers. They had to split near the end as Dean’s locker was down a different hall than Peter’s, but by that point Ernst guessed that over seventy percent of the other kids had seen them.

He watched as Dean reached his locker and began spinning the combination. He released the force shield around the boy, allowing other kids to touch him again, and made sure that the boy was not pulled away from his locker. The poor boy had to struggle mightily to get dressed once he had his locker open.

Ernst went to where Peter’s locker was, but there was no crowd there. He backed up to the main hallway where he’d heard more screaming a second ago. And then he found the boy, running for his life towards home. Completely naked. Whether the boy had been cut off from reaching his locker or just chose to get out of and away from school, he didn’t know. Now he had to follow, taking steps again to keep adults away.

With just a few kids still following him, Peter ran out of gas a block from his home. He arrived there sweaty and exhausted, and with a boner, only to find it locked. His keys, of course, were in his pants pocket.

Ernst had rarely felt so großzügig, so generous. As the boy was momentarily out of sight, he teleported him to his locker.

The move surprised him, and left him momentarily disoriented. Worse yet, once he realized where he was, he saw Emily, his girlfriend, entering the hallway. He looked around. Only a few kids were still in school, and in this moment none of them had noticed him suddenly appear in their midst. He quickly began spinning the dial on his locker.

“Peter! My god, it’s true. You were streaking through school.”

He turned and faced her as she ran up to him. Her comments had also drawn attention from the other 4 kids in the hall.

“Yeah, I guess,” he mumbled as he turned back to his locker. He’d accidently turned too far and had to start over. His dick was twitching along with his heart rate, which was beating rapidly.

“Damn, I always wondered,” she said as she stood next to him. He noticed where her attention was directed. “I always thought you were very shy. Now this. I approve, but not in school. I heard everyone talking about it. They said you ran out the front doors and that Mrs. Greenspan saw you.”

Ernst now knew he had something else he had to do. It wouldn’t do to allow the principal to make public what she had apparently seen. Fortunately, he had ways to deal with that.

Peter had his locker open and began pulling out his clothes, relieved to find them right where the German kid said they would be. But the girl to his left had another idea.

“I want to see if he cums yet,” Amy Jameson declared. “He doesn’t have very much hair.” Before he could move or stop her, she gripped his dick and began stroking it.

The other kids, even Emily, gave her encouragement. Peter didn’t try and stop her. It felt good, even though it was still embarrassing. It didn’t take long before he unloaded.

“Cool, he does,” Amy laughed. “And he made a mess on his science book.”

Peter quickly dressed. As he did, Ernst went to the office to take care of Mrs. Greenspan.


Part 4: Dean Klein and Jess Blackmore

It was time to leave. America was vast, there would be plenty of places he could go and not be connected back to here. He knew that this time there would be some attention paid. The school had over 700 students, and easily 500 of them had seen one or both of the streakers.

Closing up where he’d lived was simple. He hung around a day just to watch Dean and Peter as they started paying their debt to David. And he was glad he did.

“Have you used that thing the German kid gave you?” Dean asked his brother after David released him from the bed bindings.

“Yeah, just outside after dark,” the older brother admitted. “But not really.”

“Do you think I could borrow it? Just for a day.”

David had been afraid to really use it much. Dustin had told him how he lost it and what had happened as a result. “What would you do with it? It might not even work for you. The Magician gave it to me.”

“I just want to see a girl naked,” Dean said. “Two of them in fact. Gina Wilkinson and Cynthia Webber. They got to see me naked, so it’s fair. As long as the thing works on me.”

“I guess we could try,” David said. He went back to his room and got the crystal.

He handed it to his brother, who put it on and allowed it to touch his bare skin. “Damn, it didn’t work,” Dean complained.

“Yes, it did,” David corrected. “Look in the mirror and then pull it away from your chest.” The reflection of him instantly became visible.

Dean was thrilled. Perhaps some good could come from the gift the Magician had loaned to his brother.

“It works. Can I borrow it? Please?”

“I guess,” David conceded. “Just make sure you don’t lose it.”

The next day, Dean met up with his best friend, Jess Blackmore.

“Wouldn’t it be neat if we could use it to go to the girl’s locker room after gym and watch them shower and change clothes?” he began. “Gina Wilkinson and Cynthia Webber have gym the same time as our study hall. We could hide in the girl’s locker room and see them and all the other girls.”

“Yeah, but how?” Jess questioned. “It isn’t like there’s any place we could hide and not get caught.”

“With this,” Dean said, showing him the crystal. “Some magician loaned it to my brother and he let me borrow it. It really works. Come on, I’ll prove it to you.” He led his friend to the rest room. Finding it empty, he grabbed Jess’ hand and let the crystal come in contact with his skin.

Jess tried to pull his hand free, wondering why his friend suddenly wanted to hold hands. “Let me go and stop farting around before someone comes in and sees us.”

“Look in the mirror,” Dean ordered.

Jess looked. And couldn’t believe his eyes. What he could see was his and Dean’s clothing standing there. But their heads and hands were gone.

“We’d have to be naked of course or they’d see our clothes,” Dean said. He let go of Jess’ hand and his friend saw his face and hands reappear. Then Dean removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor.

“Shit, how is this possible?” Jess asked. He could now see nothing of Dean except his pants and shoes.

“It’s magic, I told you,” Dean said. He pulled the crystal away from his chest. “And if we were naked, nobody could see us. That’s how we’ll hide.”

Jess was still stunned as his friend put his shirt back on. Being naked would be very scary. But the sudden twitch of his dick as it enlarged showed his interest in his friend’s idea.

Ernst Zauberer, also known as das Zauberer—the Magician, was watching as Dean convinced his friend to use the spielzeug, or toy, he’d loaned to the boy’s brother. He decided to break one of his rules and stay for a fourth prank.

He waited until the period when the two boys had what Dean had called study hall. About half way through the period the two boys got excused to go to the bathroom. Ernst was already there waiting for them.

“Come on, get your clothes off,” Dean commanded as he removed his own clothing. “It’ll be okay, I promise.”

Jess was embarrassed at stripping off in front of his friend. Especially since they were in a restroom in school where anyone could walk in. But he did want to see the girls, who would be returning to their locker room soon. He turned his back and dropped his last piece of clothing.

Dean was tempted to take all the clothing and leave Jess here naked, but they were friends and he didn’t want to ruin that. However, he didn’t mind making the boy think that was what he was doing. He gathered up the clothing and said, “See you in an hour or two,” as he headed for the door.

All Jess could see was a pile of clothing moving away from him. “Hey, come on, don’t,” he pleaded as he chased after them.

Dean let him step naked into the hallway before turning around and pushing his friend back into the bathroom. “Sorry, just kidding. We’ll hide our clothes in the trash barrel.” He dumped them in and covered them with paper towels. “We have to be touching in order for you to be invisible,” he said as he took hold of Jess’ wrist before leading him into the hallway.

Jess tried to hold back. “I’m not invisible, and neither are you,” he said. “I can see both of us.”

Dean had to take him back inside and let him look in a mirror. “See? Nothing there. And that’s what the girls will see – nothing. I’m going. You can wait here if you’re too scared.” He let go of Jess’ wrist and took a step to the side.

Jess immediately saw his reflection in the mirror. “Wait, I just thought …” He was cut off when Dean grabbed his wrist again. His reflection disappeared as he was pulled towards the door.

Walking naked through the halls was scary for both of them. They quickly made their way to the gym where the girls were just finishing class. They headed to the locker room just a few minutes ahead of the girls.

“We’ll wait here until they are in the shower, and then move to where we can watch,” Dean said as he pulled Jess into a corner. “Remember, they can’t see us, but they can hear us. And feel us if they bump into us. So stay quiet.”

“You’re not going to let go, are you?”

It was tempting, but again, he had a friendship to maintain. “No. I scared you with it when nobody was around. I won’t do it here. Once we’ve seen enough, we’ll go back and get our clothes and we can be back in study hall before the bell rings.”

As he finished talking, the girls began to file into the locker room. Unbeknownst to them, the last one in was another boy. Ernst was ready for his final prank.

He let a couple of girls get down to their underclothes before recovering his toy. He’d done this so many times in the past. It was one of his favorite games. And this time he had two boys to leave naked. Dean never felt it leave his chest. The two boys immediately became visible.

A minute passed as the girls continued to undress. Before any of them were naked, Ernst made a noise. Several of the girls turned and looked into the corner. There, standing in front of them, were two 12-year-old boys. Two naked boys. Who both had erections, and were just standing there as calm as could be.

“Dean Klein and Jess Blackmore, what the hell are you two doing here?” the closest girl asked. All the other girls immediately stopped undressing, and most put some clothing back on.

“I thought you said they couldn’t see us,” Jess whispered.

“They can’t,” Dean asserted. Yet every girl was now looking straight at them.

“The crystal,” Jess said. “It’s gone. What did you do with it? Put it back on, fast.”

Dean looked down. It was gone. And he correctly guessed that he was once again naked in school. He glanced around just in time to see Ernst Zauberer waving goodbye to him. Then the German kid vanished.

The girls had gathered around and were now laughing at the two naked boys. The boys tried to escape, but the girls didn’t give them any way out.

“Turn around and face the wall,” Chloe Walker ordered. “We’ll let you have a towel when we’re done, but only if neither of you turn and look. One of us will be watching you the whole time.”

Most of the girls decided not to shower that day, but a few did. Knowing that there were naked girls just feet away from them tempted the boys greatly, but they both wanted a towel when they left. With about five minutes to go in the period, Chloe gave them a choice.

“You can leave now, the way you are, or you can leave when the bell rings but with a towel. Which is it?”

Fearing the towel wouldn’t last long in a crowded hallway, they chose to leave. But it had taken almost a minute just to make up their minds, and the girls held them for a minute longer. By the time they were in the hall, they saw they only had just over a minute before the bell would ring.

Running as fast as they could, the boys headed for the restroom where they’d hidden their clothes. They got there just as the bell started ringing. They emptied the trash can on the floor, but it didn’t contain any clothing.

“I took the liberty of making sure your clothes would not be stolen by putting them in your lockers,” Ernst said from behind them while remaining invisible. “I will go and get them for you if you both agree to suck each other’s dick right here in the center of the room. Otherwise, have a nice day.”

“Do it,” Dean ordered. “We need our clothes now.” He pulled Jess down and pushed his friend into position. But before they could begin, they heard the door open. They got up quickly, just before being spotted by a couple of eighth graders.

“Help us,” Jess pleaded. “Some other kids took our clothes.”

‘Yeah, help us,” echoed Dean.

But the older boys had no sympathy for them. “This is your second time naked in school this week,” one of them said to Dean. “And it looks like you talked someone else into trying it too. We don’t want to spoil your fun.” He and his friend dragged the two naked boys out into the crowded hallway and blocked them from returning to the restroom.

Dean and Jess had no choice but to try and run naked through the crowded halls towards their lockers.

The arrived just as the next bell rang, signaling the start of the next class. They dressed quickly and headed for their class, knowing that a large portion of the school had just seen them naked.

Ernst had a good laugh. He knew for sure that it was time for him to move on. Word of his involvement would spread and even if nobody believed it, he wouldn’t be able to trick other kids in this area again as easily as it had been. America was a big place. And once far from here, he’d be able to start once again.

The end. At this time, I do not plan a sequel to this story.