The Gang Wars

By Masked Man

Copyright 2022 by Masked Man, all rights reserved

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INTRO:

This story is based on my ideas and was written in other language, I had stored there for years, but I sent it to other friend, that wants to remain anonymous, that did the hard work of translating the story to English and we wish to share it with you, hope you enjoy it:



The Gang Wars

Chapter 1

- I don’t know if this going to end well, Vampy… Your plan is too simple.

- Stop chirping, Sparrow. Because it’s simple, it’ll be harder for the girls to suspect anything, can’t you see that?

-Hmmm…

Both of them walked through the hallways of their dilapidated school. Since they considered that zone “their property”, the preteens meandered about carefree as they planned the next attack against their rival team: the girls. What was considered by adults to be mere childish games of “boys vs girls”, to them was an important trial of honor.

“Vampy” was the leader of the gang and he was known for always sporting a tiny band-aid somewhere and for his dark gloves. His charisma and nonchalant personality naturally turned him into the leader of his group and into the romantic interest of many female imaginations. His counterpart was Sparrow, Vampy’s best friend and his most loyal confidant. He was far quieter and much more analytical than his partner. The latter boy normally wore loose clothing and an old baseball cap.

The two kids kept talking about their plan when a surreptitious hand reached for them behind their backs and tightly grasped the edge of Vampy’s pants. It was Rita, an uncouth girl of about nine years old that was always dirty and wearing old, torn clothes. She pulled down hard and partially uncovered Vampy’s immaculate white underwear, but the boy avoided any further exposure with a nimble leap forward.

-What are you doing, you hick? -The boy yelled in fury. The girl started laughing and carelessly showing her yellowed teeth.

-PUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Look at this ‘gangster’ wearing tighty-whities like a mommy’s boy! AHAHAHAHA!

-QUIT LAUGHING LIKE A MONKEY WITH A COLD, YOU IDIOT! -Vampy charged at Rita when someone else intervened and pushed him away. Sparrow’s hands prevented him from falling on his butt. -COCO!

-What’s the matter, little vampire? What were you going to do to my friend? -The other girl of Rita’s age reprimanded him, and she was just as dirty as her.

-Don’t be surprised, Vampy. They’re like piglets… they’re never out on their own.

Coco took Sparrow’s insult as a provocation. The girl pulled up her pants.

-You’ll see what these piglets can do to you!

The girls rushed at the preteens and started a fight. The boys were used to receiving kicks and hair-pulling, yet the girls weren’t too different either. They did not hesitate to bite or kick if that would mean defeating the boys. Coco, irritated by Sparrow’s comment, tried to use this opportunity to strip the kid from the waist-down. He proudly evaded her attempt by rolling on the ground at the last second.

-A little piglet that’s always covered in filth is not going to see my underwear.

The girls felt their pride hurting and there was nothing more dangerous than the injured pride of a female. However, it was the male gender that won the battle by constantly pulling on their hair until some adults noticed the ruckus and started walking over to them. Coco and Rita, with their dirty hair now messed up, gave the boys a glare of intense hatred before running away through the alleyway on the side.

-This won’t end like this, tighty-whitie boy! -Rita yelled and spat on the floor. -You’ll pay for this! YOU’LL SEE!!”

***

Several days passed since the incident and the girls had something else to worry about. It wasn’t serious, but something that upset one of their friends was of vital importance for everyone.

-Don’t worry, Sarah. We’re all here for you.

-That’s right. Nothing is going to happen, you’ll see.

-But… -The girl, who was more timid and fragile in appearance as compared to her friends, was lightly shrinking in place as she looked down at the reason for her bashfulness. The pleated skirt that her mother had forced her to wear that morning because “you’ll forget what it’s like to be a girl if you keep wearing pants.” -Truly, I hate my mother…

-It’s just for today. Just stay close to us and we’ll protect you.

The girls agreed with that almost in a chorus, relaxing poor Sarah completely. However, they all quickly centered their attention on the playground. They were on the second floor, but the screams and the brawl could be heard perfectly. Curious, the girls got close to the nearest window to see what was happening.

Two boys from Vampy’s group were fighting, and it looked like a serious fight. That left them very confused, because it wasn’t normal for the members of the lads’ team to fight among themselves.

-You think it might be over a girl? -Mila asked, a redheaded girl with intense green eyes, drawing a naughty smile.

-Impossible! -One of her friends laughed. -It must be over some stupid thing like a lost marble or something.

Sarah leaned over the windowsill to get a better look and she couldn’t help but laugh when one of the boys threw dirt at the other one’s face.

-”They truly do look like savages…” -The girl thought without realizing that a member of said savage group was approaching from the back until it was too late.

Vampy, using the distraction that he himself had staged, ran up to where the girls were standing and quickly lifted Sarah’s skirt, uncovering her soft rear. The girl lowered her clothes as quickly as she could but not quickly enough. The boy smiled at her like a little thug while he drew a victory sign with his gloved hands.

-I’ve seen them! I’ve seen your panties! HAHAHAHA! -Vampy yelled full of glee, right beside his loyal friend Sparrow who was observing the scene with interest.

Sarah felt her ears reddening at the same time that her eyes filled with tears. Some of the girls started comforting her, and that made her break into soft little sobs that only made the troublemaker savor his victory even more. Other girls went after the boys and got embroiled into another fight.

Although they had the number advantage, the roughness and strength of these girls could not compare with those of Coco and Rita, which meant that the fight was even easier although no less satisfying for the two ruffians.

-When I get you I’ll tear off your hair, Vampy! -One of the girls screamed while she readjusted her shirt.

-Oooooh! The little guard girl thinks he’s a musketeer or something! You act all tough but I’ve seen all of your panties already! Your ugly shy friend is the only one I was missing, and now I know she has strawberry panties!

Sarah covered her face with both hands but she couldn’t block the sound of that spoiled rascal repeating the word “strawberries!” several times, almost singing it.

-Well, what can we expect, Vampy. They’re babies after all… Wearing panties with little drawings is normal for them. -Sparrow added to stir the pot even more, just like they liked it.

-You’re loathsome! You’ve made Sarah cry!

-I think that deep down you’re jealous that we liked your ugly friend more than you, right? At least she’s got some cute legs… yours look more like a stick bug’s.

The girl, full of rage, rushed against Sparrow even more violently than before. Vampy, seeing that their opponents were coming back for more, let out a joyful war cry as he rejoined the fight.

Mila remained at the edge of the brawl, she left the consoling of Sarah to her other friends while she fixated her sight on Vampy. The kid wouldn’t stop mocking the girls’ underwear and comparing it to his new victim’s.

-”He truly is vile… I don’t know how that idiot has any friends.” -The redhead noticed that the boy’s cheeky smile formed a funny dimple on the right side of his face. -”He’s so immature, so stupid and a cretin… but… he has a very cute face. It’s such a waste to have such a pretty mug on such an insufferable brat.” -One of her peers managed to pull Vampy’s hair which made him contort his face in pain, and for some reason this awakened some strange instinct in Mila. -”I’m sure his mom doesn’t spank him, that’s why he’s so immature. If it were up to me, I’d give him maaaaaany rounds on his butt, the kind that make it throb afterwards. And with no pants, to see everything! I bet he’d cry and beg me to stop, and I’d say no, I’d tell him he’s an uneducated brat and that I’m here to put him in his place…”

It wasn’t the best moment for that, but the redhead started fantasizing about being Vampy’s strict mom or nanny. Mila couldn’t help biting her lower lip when her head recreated the boy’s subdued and tear-streaked face begging her to stop her punishment, that he’d be good from then on…

Right beside Mila was Canan who, unlike her friend, had her eyes on Sparrow. The boy had left the fight some moments ago to let Vampy “have more fun for himself”. When she looked at him like that, leaving aside his odious friend and the fact that he was part of the boys’ gang, the blonde girl could not help but ask herself how the two lads could get along. Sparrow, even if he could say some very cruel things sometimes, was much more quiet and, in her eyes, much more handsome than the popular Vampy.

-”I wish we could be friends…” -She knew it was impossible because of the war between the gangs, but the lass could not stop fantasizing about playing a marbles match with him. Her fanciful eyes involuntarily tried to focus on the lad’s hidden body under his loose clothes. No matter how much she tried to find his silhouette under those thick and rough fabrics, she could not discern it. -”I’m sure he has a skinny white body… And I bet he’s got soft skin…” -Canan moved her attention again to the boy’s indifferent face. The more she looked at him, the more handsome he appeared. -”What could he be thinking? He looks so… mysterious…”

Suddenly, Sparrow put his attention on Canan, as if he had noticed her watching him. The girl felt her heart race upon being discovered ‘red-handed’ and the fear of him reacting with a surly comment made her entire body shake. However, no insults were thrown, Sparrow merely held his gaze on her for a few seconds, in total silence, before putting his attention again on the fight.

-”...Why? I don’t understand…” -Canan felt as if something had sprung to life inside of her.

After all, she didn’t even feel hostility in the lad’s eyes. -”It can’t be… that he likes me, right? No… impossible, but…” -What was the other alternative? The last thing she expected was for the kid to act as if he hadn’t noticed her. The blonde’s head started to fill with confusing thoughts that shook her like an earthquake. -”Why has he done that? Now I don’t know what to think…” Her eyes rested again on that aloof face. For some reason, Canan started to feel a slight grudge against Sparrow. -”I would’ve preferred an insult!”

In that moment, Vampy pushed away the two girls he was fighting with. As the winner, he started jumping about, joyfully yelling at the females present.

-Vampy! I challenge you to a duel! -Mila suddenly shouted. Both the boys and the girls suddenly went quiet, because both of them knew how serious such a declaration was. -After class we’ll play some “capture the flag”. The first team to take the opposing flag wins.

-And what would the prize be? -Vampy asked cheekily. Mila made a great effort to contain her desire to pull on his ears as punishment.

-The winning team will choose two members of the losers’ team to take them as hostages for an entire afternoon.

There was silence for several tense seconds. Vampy drew a sassy smile on his face before he talked.

-May the best team win, redhead!



Chapter 2

The challenge had started a while ago, but the fight was pretty close. At first glance, the boys’ team was losing because the girls had grabbed their flag, but it only kept moving sideways, swapping hands several times. Meanwhile, the lasses’ flag was still safely at their base, which made them feel more confident.

With that in mind, Vampy and Sparrow were hiding while they observed the action. The boy, although brash and tactless, had a very agile and resourceful mind which is why even this seemingly dangerous situation was all part of his plans. Him and his friend were watching two of their mates which, unknowingly, acted as bait in their attempt to take their flag back to their territory. Right when they were about to cross their border, a posse of three girls cut off their advance.

-And the party begins. -Vampy laughed at the fight that was about to start.

-Poor guys… they’ll get destroyed. -Sparrow said, but far from sounding concerned, he appeared to be just as entertained if not more than his leader.

The girls outnumbered them and the desperate attacks made it clear that neither side wanted to lose. After some pinching and hair-pulling, it wasn’t the girls who ended up crying but rather the two youngsters who were in tears on the ground, begging for the biting and the kicking to stop.

-They’re pathetic… hahaha. -Vampy had no empathy for boys who cried in front of girls. -They’re just girls, they can’t hit that hard.

-You’re right, Maybe we should turn them into the “ladies” of our group. -Sparrow proposed with a rude smile. -Can’t show weakness, never.

-Yeah, that’s right! -His friend validated him as they high-fived each other. -Come, we’ll soon have our chance to take the flag from those dingbats!

-How are we going to do it? -Sparrow asked without looking away from the fallen boys. One of the girls was throwing dirt at their heads.

-I’m sure that the next fight will involve almost everyone, and they will leave their flag mostly undefended. You and me are more than enough to deal with a few “princesses”. -He emphasized that last word with childish animosity that nearly reached the level of disgust. It was clear that Vampy was not in good terms with the opposite sex.

Just as they had planned, a few minutes later the boys’ territory was full of minors from both genders all fighting desperately for the male flag. Vampy and Sparrow scrambled toward the girls’ base and, just as he predicted, the flag was guarded by only one girl. They sneaked over behind her back and shoved the little one strongly enough to make her roll on the ground.

-It’s ours! -Vampy yelled while waving the female flag through the air.

-Run, Vampy! -Sparrow pressured him as he did not want to lose their advantage.

Both youths ran at the top of their speed. If they managed to take the flag into their base, they would win, and to make sure that happened… they decided to cheat. There were no rules about this because it was treated more as a code of honor that everyone knew, even if it wasn’t written down on paper. They temporarily left the bounds of the ‘game zone’. This way they avoided any ambushes.

-We’re almost there, Sparrow. Once we re-enter the park we make a beeline for our base, alright?

His pal responded with a light nod.

Both prepubescents jumped over a broken-down fence and they got into the back of the park that way. Right as they were preparing to run, two pairs of strong arms wrapped around their torsos and lifted them up with no effort. Sparrow was left stunned from the shock, but Vampy frantically kicked around the air trying to free himself.

-What do you think you’re doing?! Let me go, you stinking bum! -He yelled at his oppressor without stopping his futile wriggling. His captor, without a word, took the flag from him.

-You, girl! -The powerful male voice made it clear these arms were from a teenager, the same as the one that held Sparrow. The little girl, that was coincidentally passing by, widened her eyes with a mix of surprise and excitement. -Take your flag and run!

The lass took the flag with both arms, and before she ran away she looked over at the two captives with a snobbish glare.

-This is cheating! IT DOESN’T COUNT! -Vampy hysterically screeched. -Who are you and why are you interfering, you filthy ape!?”

-My name is Brandon, little punk, and this is what happens to you because you made my little sister in law, Sarah, cry.

-What?! -Sparrow gasped. Then it was his captor that kept talking.

-Sarah’s older sister is his girlfriend, you snotty little brat. She told us about this stupid game and she asked us to give you a lesson about respecting girls.

-Girls don’t deserve respect! -Vampy argued, earning a pinch on his arm from Brandon.

-The day that a girl tolerates you and allows you to be her boyfriend you’ll understand, tiny imp.

-It was clear that Brandon adored his girlfriend and, by extension, her little sister. There was nothing more dangerous in the world than a teenager full of raging hormones and madly in love. -Joel, make sure the other one doesn’t get away.

-Of course, my friend. -Sparrow felt how those arms constricted him even more. There was no doubt in his mind that escaping was impossible. -I’d loose a hand before I let him go.

A few minutes later, a pair of girls went by them, with the boys’ flag on their hands and walking as calmly as if they were taking a stroll. The girls giggled with mockery at them.

-Cheaters! Come back here! Urrrrgh!

Not long after they heard some joyful feminine screams, making it clear which team had won. A group of girls got closer to them among more giggling and cheeky comments. Brandon held Vampy up for the girls as if he were a little animal.

-We’ve decided on the prisoners! It’ll have to be you two! -Said one of the girls as she pointed at them with her finger. That made Vampy’s blood boil.

-No, we’re not going! You cheated, you’re disgusting! Filthy! Worse than rats!

-Oh shut up already! You also cheated so this time all is fair! -With no effort at all, Brandon pinned him down on the ground and gagged him with his bandanna. The girls clapped merrily at the show of seeing their rival team’s leader like that. -Better like this, right girls?

-Yeeeeeesss! -The girls said in a chorus. Brandon felt proud, being the females’ center of attention, which he was sure would later go on to say wonderful things about him to his girlfriend.

-Where are we taking them, girls? -Joel asked. Since he was less handsome and more brutish than his friend, he also wanted a bit of female attention.

-To Mila’s home! Her parents are busy with work today and they won’t be home until late so we’ll have the house for ourselves.

-Let’s go then, my dears! -Brandon said, earning a few giggles from the minors.

But even then Vampy would not give up. Angry over this twist of fate, he kept on trying to free himself. He kicked and punched relentlessly, but Brandon was far superior in strength and size. With complete calmness he took the kid by his wrists using one of his enormous hands and the other grabbed his ankles. He was carrying him like a baby with his limbs immobilized, and the youngster could only sway his feet in a ridiculous manner that made some of the girls laugh.

-MmmmmMMMMFS! -Was the only thing that could come out of the gag. -

MMMMMMMFHGH! -As a response, some of the girls started imitating him while making faces.

Sparrow opted instead for keeping a passive and collaborative attitude. However, he did that more to avoid ending up in the same situation as his friend, and not because he was okay with the results of the challenge. Besides, with Joel being bigger and more intimidating than Brandon, he was discouraged from trying to oppose him. Feeling his powerful hands over his tiny shoulders, Sparrow allowed himself to be led in silence.

But it was that same attitude that awakened Joel’s interest. It’s not that he was into boys because nothing could beat a pair of soft round breasts, however, the kid had a pretty face. That along with his quiet and passive demeanor made him want to take advantage of this situation, even if just a little bit.

With no warning he threw the minor around and started carrying him in different poses every few steps, as if he was struggling to find a comfortable way of moving him. Sparrow felt like a doll, being shaken this or that way while a pair of huge hands moved all over his body and felt him up over his loose cloths. He tried to stay calm but nearly failed with Joel pretended like the kid was about to slip off his arms, and used that excuse to squeeze the boy’s buttocks under his palms.

In that laid-back city, seeing two boys being carried like that wasn’t something that seemed serious so no one said a word along the way. The adults always had more important things to do than to get involved in childish gang fights. So nothing stopped them from reaching Mila’s house where the girls got together to take their long deserved revenge.



Chapter 3

They got to Mila’s home where she led them to the basement. There she asked Brandon to tie Vampy up against one of the worn-down pipes that came out of the wall. In the blink of an eye, the boy found himself sitting on the floor and completely immobilized with his arms held up high. Sparrow met a similar fate just a few feet away form his friend.

-We’ll leave them there for you, girls! Joel and I have some stuff to do elsewhere.

-Thank you so much! -The girls answered them among giggles and high-fives.

Once the teens went away, the focus fell on the hostages. According to their challenge they could do whatever they wanted with them. The question was… where to begin? On one side, they had Sparrow bound and looking at them meekly. And on the other was Vampy who, despite all of the rough handling, wouldn’t stop trying to free himself with kicks and bellows muffled by his gag.

-What if we paint their faces? -One of the girls proposed with a funny smile.

-No, they’ll just wash it off and they’ll forget about everything… What if we drop water buckets on them?

-No, my mom would see the wet floor and ground me. -Mila refused with a furrowed brow. It had to be something humiliating which left no visible marks for anyone… maybe… -What about a tickle torture?

-MUSHFILLUSHNHH!!

Vampy’s reaction made all of the girls erupt in laughter.

-Did he just try to say “not tickles”? What a goof! HAHAHAHA!

-Well you see… now I’ve gotten a terrible hankering to tickle him. -One of the girls said. And that is how they all agreed on the punishment.

Although Mila was eager to participate, she gave one of her friends the privilege of disrobing Vampy. For some reason the anticipation of seeing the boy’s bare skin was causing something like a pleasant nervousness. Her friend grabbed the low end of his shirt under his hoodie and forcibly pulled upwards. Vampy answered that with more aggressive struggles that was only good for entertaining the enthusiastic girls. After a back-and-forth wrestling match with the tied-up lad, the girl finally managed to pull up the bothersome clothes, partially uncovering the torso of the boys’ leader. Mila felt some naughty tingling on her belly when she contemplated his very white pectoral along with its very tiny yet stiff pink nipple.

But Mila wasn’t the only one who was excited. Canan, being more timid than the redhead, could not repress her curiosity and she started fantasizing over the other boy’s body, hoping it would be exposed too. Just to compare them both of course, and whatever else happened…

-Girls, maybe we should punish Sparrow, too. Surely he helped Vampy with that cruel plan to lift Sarah’s skirt. -The blond girl proposed with some shyness, but trying to sound convincing. To her luck, the rest of her friends seemed delighted with the proposal. Sparrow, upon hearing this, lightly shrunk in place. That cute and sheepish gesture increased Canan’s desire to seem him completely exposed even more.

-Alright! Let’s take off their clothes now! -Mila pressured, having a lot of fun.

One of the girls held on to Vampy while he was undressed by the other two. Among “mmmphs” and kicks, the lasses only had a little trouble taking off his clothes. They quickly removed his hoodie, leaving the youth with only a white button shirt. The girl who was stripping him started to unbutton it slowly, each button made her peers utter some taunting “oooohs”. Mila, impatient, had to make a great effort to stop herself from blitzing in and leaving the boy naked in the before anyone could say a word.

On the other side, the little group that surrounded Sparrow had it way easier since he kept his submissive and complacent attitude. He posed no resistance as his jacket was removed, being left in a button shirt just like his friend. Canan anxiously observed how the flushed girl who was undressing him took her time in unbuttoning that garment while she glanced at him sideways. For some reason she felt a little jealous.

-Are you ticklish, Sparrow? -The girl asked with the final button between her fingers. The young lad kept quiet and looked away from her. The femme took that as a sign of provocation. -It’s all the same, we’ll find out right away. -And without another word, she took off the pesky shirt. Canan felt like her heart wanted to jump out of her chest the moment she laid eyes on that soft and white skin, exposed to the artificial light of the basement.

-They’re both pretty white, aren’t they?

-Yes, they almost look sickly. Hehehe…. -One of the girls laughed nervous enjoyment.

-Have you noticed? -Mila commented trying to sound indifferent. -Vampy has a stronger chest. With how short he is, I thought it would’ve been the other way around. -She added without taking her eyes off of the minor’s pectorals, which had barely started developing for adolescence. That thought awakened some very wicked desires in the redhead.

-Yeah, Sparrow is very skinny. -The girl who undressed him traced her finger through his visible ribs, making him spasm. -Huhuhu! As it turns out, he IS ticklish!

-Why don’t we all find out together? -Canan proposed with a blushing and excited face.

The lasses divided themselves in two groups and explored the sensitivity of the hostages’ skins as much as they wished. Vampy, through the gag, laughed with a high-pitched voice that was reminiscent of an animated mouse. Some girls even took off his socks to have better access to his soles, which turned out to be very sensitive. The youngster whimpered from the grueling effort to breathe and contain his laughter at the same time with his mouth blocked, which delighted the femmes around him.

Sparrow had the same luck, although he laughed with a tiny effeminate little voice that increased the opposite sex’ desire to torture him. With all of his sensitive zones exposed, the girls brushed their hands through his tummy, his armpits, his ribcage and the soles of his feet. They left no vulnerable spot untouched. When they were done, both young lads could barely keep their composure with their reddened and sweaty faces. Even their hair had lost their usual forms.

-Alright, we’ve given them a good lesson, but… What do we do now? There’s still a lot of time left. -One of the girls asked without stopping her capricious fingers from brushing Vampy’s tender belly. The captors spent a few minutes in silence, thinking.

-What if we take off their pants? -Mila, again, was the one who had the most daring idea. Maybe too daring because some girls seemed reluctant to the proposal. -Remember that these two have seen all of our panties, no? They’re selfish, vulgar cretins. I think this punishment would be more than fair.

Those words not only convinced most of the girls, but also it unleashed a new wave of rage from Vampy who wasn’t about to let himself be exposed like that. Sparrow shrunk in place again as he saw the girls getting closer to him.

-No… don’t… -It was the first time he pleaded, but it only made the girls laugh at him and keep going more brazenly than before.

-Of course not, Sparrow. We’re going to see your undies too… -One of the girls replied with a naughty smile while she tapped her fingers impatiently.

They had no escape. The girls, much more antsy than before, nearly fought each other to see who’d be the one to take off each of their pants. All of the girls began chanting “tighty-whities”, “tighty-whities”, “tighty-whities”… while they ripped off their trousers.

-Ooooooh! They’re red! -One of them shouted with surprise.

-It’s true… I thought all boys used white ones, like Vampy’s.

-Vampy has turned out to be antiquated. -The femmes laughed together without taking their eyes off the boys’ underwear.

Vampy and Sparrow were being closely examined all over, feeling as if they were being eaten by their stares. Their underwear was thick, but very form-fitting which is why all of the glances always ended up in the little bulges that these clothes hugged. This is when one of the girls noticed something interesting.

-Vampy has a stain! Look! LOOK! -The girls bunched up near his inner thighs and made him blush strongly. On his underwear was a subtly yellow stain. The lasses started laughing. -Hahaha! What are you, a baby? Can’t you hold it like a big boy?

-Poooooooor little baby… Next time we’ll put you in diapers. -A new wave of laughter began along with other similar comments.

-We’ll have to take off their undies too, no? -Mila proposed wickedly. However, this time the reaction from several girls was clearly negative, they obviously did not seem willing to cross that line.

The redhead felt disappointed but she tried not to think about it much. Maybe later on she would find another opportunity. -Have you looked at their tiny little thighs? -She blurted out as a distraction, trying to keep her friends from thinking she was a pervert, and it worked. The girls left aside the topic of stripping them further and they focused again on the preteens’ smooth forms.

-I thought boys would have hair or something… -One of the girls commented as she squatted next to them. She dragged her finger through Vampy’s silky thigh. -So soft! They’re just like girls’ legs!

-Really? Let me find out!

-Me too, Me too!

The girls started handling the boys’ thighs with no mercy, even cupping the hostages’ buttocks.

-You’re so skinny, Sparrow. -One of the girls said in an apparently offended tone. -Even for a boy you’re way too scrawny, no?

-Barely has an ass… -Another one said while she pinched that velvety surface. -Who’s got stick bug legs now, eh? Don’t you look at yourself in the mirror in the mornings, stick bug?

-Your legs could break like dry little twigs. HAHAHAHA! -The lad knew he wasn’t really that thin, but the girls’ insults about his body greatly damaged his self-esteem. -Meanwhile, look how pretty Vampy’s legs are!

-It’s true, they’re so round and strong. -The girls shifted their attention from Sparrow’s petite limbs to Vampy’s toned ones, as he tried to futilely get away from his captors. The femmes’ hands brashly caressed his soft and pearly legs with nervous giggles and stinging comments. -It’s such a shame he’s a boy! With these legs he’d have so many boyfriends if he were a girl.

-I’m envious. His are prettier than mine! -One of them added while rubbing his soft and round butt.

After groping them until they were satisfied, the girls left them alone for a while as they deliberated on how to use the rest of their time with the hostages. That lapse of time was enough for someone like Vampy, known for his relentlessness, to untie his hands after various failed attempts. The instant his limbs were free, the boy pounced at a small rusted pipe that was on the ground, ignoring the fact that he was still gagged.

-HE’S ESCAPING!

One of the girls alerted everyone and the escapee found himself quickly surrounded. Yet he wasn’t going to let himself be intimidated. He brandished his weapon several times to make them back away, but his problem was that he didn’t know how to force them to release Sparrow and to let them leave the house. For the moment his tactic worked well enough because everyone knew that a hit from a pipe would be much more serious than a mere bruise.

To answer it, a pair of girls took two brooms and started to hit the kid from a longer distance.

Those minutes were tense, but the fight reached its end when a whack from a broom hit Vampy’s wrist who then reflexively let go of the pipe. That was enough for the other femmes to corner him and pin him down while they tied him back up. The boy resisted as much as he could, but he could only manage to make some of the girls sweat, since they were determined not to let him go after what he had done. After several minutes of intense wrestling, Vampy found himself tied up against the same pipe, but this time with even less chances of escape. Some girls were so tired that they were still having trouble catching their breath, but seeing the youngster tied up again was rewarding enough.

Mila, who had observed the fight in awe, kicked the rusty pipe on the ground to keep it farther away from Vampy. Then gave him a penetrating glare.

-You crossed a line, brat. -She scolded him with disdain. After witnessing what just happened, her desire to straighten that spoiled and puerile temperament intensified to dangerous levels.

-How should we punish him? What he just did is very dangerous. -One of the girls asked while she cleaned up her brow sweat with her sleeve. Mila could not believe that the opportunity she was hoping for had presented itself so quickly.

-He got nervous before when we said something, remember? When I suggested we take everything off…

-MMFFFFSH! -The girls laughed viciously upon seeing how right their friend was. The ones who were curious, like Mila, could be the ones to step up calmly now. Their desire to see Vampy’s entire body, robust for his age, was going to be satisfied. And those who had doubts before were now content to see that urchin getting what he deserved. It was the pretext for everyone.

In less than a blink, Vampy found himself surrounded by girls who brawled with him to take off his underwear. The boy kicked as much as possible, but his limited mobility and the numbers difference left him no chance for victory. A pair of girls took his ankles while another one grabbed his elastic waistband and started to lower his briefs, creating a intensely lewd female expectation.

Canan, despite being curious about what they were going to do, felt more inclined to see Sparrow naked. She waited a few seconds to see if any of her friends would go first, but they were all entertained with the resistance of the male leader.

-”I don’t know… They might think I’m a pervert if…” -The blonde looked at Mila and saw her smile as she saw a teary-eyed Vampy who was desperately trying to avoid ending up bare as the day he was born. That sight boosted her confidence. -”If she can do it… so can I!”

Without waiting for anyone else to do it for her, the girl got closer to Sparrow and grabbed the upper end of his undies. The boy blushed upon seeing the blonde’s intentions.

-No! Why? I haven’t done anything… -The boy pleaded. His shiny eyes and scared little face touched Canan’s heart for a moment.

-Poor little boy… but you’re just so cute… -The girl gripped his underwear even harder. -I want to see you cry a bit more… just a little bit…

Without hesitation, the lass slid Sparrow’s undies down with no challenge, since he appeared to have been petrified with fear. Both preteens ended up completely exposed to the girl’s curious leers.

-How tiny!

-He doesn’t have any hair… -Most of the comments were mocking and disappointed, which only broke down the bound lads’ self esteem even more. -The school’s book had one of those pictured, but it was bigger, longer and hairy. These two are still just little boys. They have nothing down there!

-It’s true! I’ve seen my little brother in the bathroom and he’s bigger than them. -Some of the girls laughed cruelly at this comment.

-But, have you noticed? They’re not the same.

The girls moved in closer to the youths’ groins who tried to close their legs to no avail. The femmes were not going to let them block any of their exciting bits.

-Look, Vampy’s is redder at the tip. But Sparrow’s looks longer. -Canan said with extreme interest.

-Does that mean Sparrow is more manly than Vampy?

-Well, a little bit, yeah, even if he doesn’t have any hair. -The girls giggled nervously.

After that happened, none of them bothered to give the boys back their clothes. But the recent interest for seeing them naked decreased more and more as they got used to seeing their bare bodies.

-We should give them a bigger a punishment, no? -One of the girls who had helped recapture Vampy asked.

-I’m out of ideas though…

-What if we call Rita and Coco? As far as I know they had a harsh fight and…

As they heard those words, both boys jumped on site despite being firmly bound. The girls all looked at them surprised as they were not expecting such an exaggerated reaction, much less when everyone present had already seen everything up-close.

-Please, don’t do it… We’ll do whatever you want… -Sparrow pleaded, hoping for some compassion.

-MMMmm! MMmm! -Vampy added with a sheepish tone through the gag and looking at them with intense shame.

The girls looked at each other, as if they didn’t know what to do with that unexpected turn of events, until one of them stepped forward and pointed at them menacingly.

-Fine, we won’t call them as long as you’re good and you cooperate with everything we say!

Sparrow and Vampy nodded frantically. After all, they had no choice. Anything was better than being exposed to those animals that walked on two legs and passed off as girls.



Chapter 4

After much deliberation, the girls decided to make their hostages pose naked for a photo session as if they were newborn babies, given that they still acted like petulant infants. After releasing them, they made the boys pose face-down, showing off their round bottoms for the cell phone cameras.

Normally Vampy would’ve reacted with violence, but the punishments he’d received along with the threat of Rita and Coco made him surprisingly docile.

-HAHAHA! What a pair of cuties, have you noticed how different their fannies are? -One of the girls said after taking a generous amount of photos.

-It’s true. Vampy’s butt is stronger, more sculpted… but Sparrow’s is very round, even if he’s so skinny…

-Maybe only his heinie gets fat. -The girls chuckled merrily without letting go of their mobile phones. -Later we can choose the best ones and we’ll all have copies. Every time a new girl arrives at school we can show her one. What do you think, eh?

-“What the hell am we going to think, you hick?” -Vampy thought bitterly while he blushed along with his friend.

-That’s such a cute face, Sparrow… Are you really that embarrassed? -Canan asked without looking away from him. The boy glanced at her sideways with his cheeks lit up.

-No… No you can’t…

-Ssssssshhh… -The girl silenced him while she put her index finger on the boy’s lips, getting a pleasant tingling on her fingertip. -Wimpy baby boys and prisoners must show their soft little white buns without any fussing, understood?

After several minutes of choosing the best pictures, the girls were satisfied… or at least that’s what the male captives thought. Without a warning, the closest femmes took them by their shoulders and forced them to turn around, leaving their front zones exposed. Then they tied them up to the pipes again to stop any escape attempts. Both youths nervously looked away, as if they could avoid the ogling of their bodies.

However, soon after that the lasses grew bored and the boys started to think of a way to escape again.

-Hey Vampy! Look who’s here… -Mila brought him back to reality with a few tickles on his soles. The boy whined and lightly jerked his body.

-Sparrow, we have visitors… -Inspired by her friend, Canan did the same thing with the other boy, tracing her fingers through his ribs.

For them, what they saw was even worse than seeing two zombies enter the basement. Rita and Coco came down the stairs hurriedly with a cruel smile on their faces.

-Do you remember us, the “piglets”? -Coco ironically said while scratching her nose.

-We said you’d pay for what you did the other day, you little tykes. -Rita added while she rubbed her dirty hands.

-MMMFFFF!!! -Vampy, furious over the girls not keeping their part of the deal, started wrestling with the ropes. He did not care if he skinned his wrists all he thought about was beating up that gang of liars.

-”Mmmfu”, “mmmfu”… Shut up already, you sound like a dumbass! -Rita shouted as she taunted him with a kick.

-Don’t mind them. If you knew what they’ve been through today… -Mila told her without hiding how much fun she was having while talking down to the boys, especially that cretin Vampy. -He did nothing but struggle and growl the entiiiiire time. But as soon as we told them about calling you here, even he started behaving. But they’re so stupid because that showed us that they probably did something really bad to you, since they were so scared to be seen by you while they’re all tied up and buck naked.

After the redhead’s explanation, Coco got closer to Sparrow with a fake maternal air about her, which, far from being comforting, actually made the boy feel repulsed by her because of her dirty face.

-Oh my, who is this boy? -She asked without taking her eyes off him and she pinched his cheek. -Who’s this little puny boy, so white all over and buck naked?

-The same kid that’s in this photo. Look! -One of the girls came closer to the new arrivals and showed them the photos on her mobile phone. Coco and Rita drew evil smiles.

-They’re so pretty! -They said nearly in unison with an aggravating voice.

-Look at this little snotty boy with his strong and firm ass… who would’ve thought! -Rita said before a light and obnoxious laugh.

-Not at all like the other one. Have you ever seen a butt as fat as that? What’s going on, little boy, is your tush the only thing that’s growing on you? It’s enormous, round and soft for how lanky you are.

-The new arrivals started laughing even harder, spreading it to the rest of the young females. -Do you all know? We know a lot about boys’ bodies. Do you want some classes, girls?

Without waiting for an answer, Rita got closer to Vampy who, upon hearing that announcement, had hidden his genitals between his tightly closed legs. The girl didn’t even need to make an effort because two other kids, surely very interested in the upcoming exposition, went over to help her right away. Each lass grabbed one of the boy’s knees and forced them open, leaving his intimate parts completely exposed. An intensely cold sensation ran through his inner thighs.

-MMMFS! -He whined, trying to avoid the inevitable. Rita gave him a grin.

-Again with the “mmmfs”, Vampy? I hope you can say something more original. -She taunted him before riveting her eyes onto those pale and tiny genitals. -It’s all the same if you try to escape, idiot, because I’m going to inspect your entire willy no matter how much you cry, do you understand me?

Happy to find herself surrounded by the expectant eyes of the other girls, Rita calmly grabbed Vampy’s little penis. She started touching his scrotum with her index finger, making light circles.

-Here’s one… -She said as she gently pressed on one of the glands. -…And here is the other one.-She repeated the gesture on the other side. Then she lifted the small sack and showed the girls one of those hidden corners that they hadn’t dared to see before. Rita laughed out loud. -He’s still just a little kiddie. There’s not a single hair anywhere. He’s smooth like a frog.

-Hey, Rita. Why is his shaped differently from Sparrow’s? -One of the girls who was closest to her asked. The ‘lecturer’ took Vampy’s member carefree, making the boy writhe because he couldn’t hide his disgust at feeling those dirty fingers on his privates.

-That is because Vampy is “circumcised”. -She said with apparent confidence on her knowledge about the opposite sex. -They cut off a little bit of skin when he was a baby and that’s why it looks like this. -Some of the girls’ faces contorted in disgust at the idea of cutting such an intimate zone.

All of the girls were focused on Rita’s “anatomy class”… except for two, Coco and Canan. Both girls were more interested in Sparrow and they did not hesitate to take advantage of the fact that they were alone to satisfy every last one of their desires. The boy had been hiding his genitals between his closed legs just like Vampy did earlier, but the penetrating eyes of the two girls were telling him that all resistance would be futile.

-Sparrow… be a good little dude and spread those slender, pasty little legs, alright? We’re going to examine you. -Canan said with an excessively maternal tone, as if she was talking to a baby. As she said this she stroked his ribs, causing some nervous tickling on him and this was threatening enough for him to follow her orders despite his embarrassment.

He slowly opened his his legs, Canan held on to his knees just in case he tried to defy them. The girl didn’t miss Sparrow’s extreme blushing, he felt that even his ears were heating up.

-“A little piglet that’s always covered in filth is not going to see my underwear”, right? -Coco made a burlesque imitation of the boy’s voice without taking her eyes off of him. -So you think I’m covered in filth, eh little punk? But look now, this dirty piglet is going to look over your weenie as muuuuuuch as she wants to. -There was a brief silence. -Do you want me to show you a few things, Canan? -The blonde nodded.

Both femmes placed themselves in front of Sparrow who felt terribly vulnerable. Coco took the boy’s member and flicked it aside, as if it were a bothersome insect.

-You see this? Boys have two little balls in here. It’s like a sack with two marbles. -She said while she caressed both testicles with her fingers, increasing the owner’s shame. Ignoring him, the girls kept on exploring under the scrotum. -Look, he’s still a baby… there’s no hair at all. All of this should have hair, course and dark.

-But Sparrow’s thing is bigger than Vampy’s, no? Doesn’t that make him more mature?

-Nah! Of course not, it’s just this bit of skin. Look. -Coco pulled back the boy’s foreskin without any problems. Canan felt some pleasant goosebumps by observing such a pink and intimate part of Sparrow’s body.

-Nooooo! Stop, not that… -The boy complained as his legs shuddered. He felt embarrassed, coerced, and he wanted this to end. But a slap on his butt cheek from Canan calmed his nerves and returned him into a submissive state.

-Be still, we’re not done yet. -The blonde berated him, forcing him to spread his legs again.

The boys knew that these explorations had only just begun, but what worried them more than the fondling were the ungodly ideas that the dirty minds of Rita and Coco could come up with later…

***

Vampy’s worst fears came true. After satisfying her friends’ curiosity, Rita decided to get revenge for the fight they had some days before. With an old toothbrush that Mila got for her, Rita began to brush Vampy’s feet relentlessly. She alternated feet so the boy couldn’t get desensitized, and she focused on the zones that she found to be the most unbearable to him. The redhead and another girl held his legs to keep him from kicking.

Vampy felt this was much worse than the group tickling he endured before. That vexing girl knew how to move the brush and where to do it. With his small face reddened and covered in sweat, the boy could not hold back his involuntary laughter through his gag, which also caused his nose to start running with snot. He tightened his toes out of instinct but the femme took that was provocation.

-You think you can protect yourself?! I told you, you’d pay! -She scolded him. The girl forced open his toes with her free hand and brushed the tender bridge. She rubbed those hard bristles repeatedly through there without hiding her enjoyment.

-MMFUFUFUFUFUFUGHHH!!! -Vampy could hardly breathe thanks to the gag and his constant howling laughter.

-This is what happens to you for being a jerk. You behaved like a cretin just ‘cause we saw your tighty-whities so now I’m gonna tickle you as long as I want while I see that skinless weenie bobbing up and down with your squirming, snotty brat.

All of the girls were fixated on Vampy’s show except Coco and Canan who were still giving their entire attention to Sparrow. They were putting the boy through a made-up trivia contest where the prize was that he wouldn’t suffer the same fate as his friend.

-You’re so smart, Sparrow. We’re tied. -Canan commented with a joyful smile. -You’re one question away from saving yourself from… Oh, don’t do that! -She berated him suddenly and slapped him painlessly on his thigh. The modest boy had tried to change his posture to one that was less degrading. -You have to leave those skinny white legs open so Coco can see your little birdie, you understand? -She lectured him with a maternal tone while she passed her finger through the sole of his foot as a threat. The boy, frightened, obeyed without fretting. Coco quickly took the kid’s penis in her hand, giving him a shameful spasm.

-Precious little birdie, so tiny and hairless! -She ridiculed him while pulling on it. Far from being physically painful though, this caused such emotional anguish that the boy kept hoping the earth would swallow him. -Alright, let’s go for the final question.

Canan decided to test him with a complicated arithmetic question. Sparrow was smart, but relative to his age. He tried to ignore his nudity and focus on the dancing numbers in his head, but it was so hard that he began to sweat profusely. The last thing he wanted was more tickling, but his anxiety wouldn’t let him think clearly.

-Come on, hurry up. -The blonde pressured him by running her finger through his ribs. His body got so stiff he felt like a statue.

-Well… -Sparrow tried to get it together and, after hesitating for a few more seconds, he gave an answer. By the looks on the girls’ faces he expected to hear he had won, but…

-You got it wrong! -Coco shouted and happily jumped. Canan looked at her, doubting whether or not she should go along with the lie… but Sparrow’s terrified little face and his eyes full of tears tilted the scale in favor of the other girl. -I’m going to give you a nice tickling lesson, hehehe…

The room was filled with Sparrow’s cute screeching when Coco’s skillful hands started to slide all over the boy’s soft and pale skin.

-No… No… Please… -Sparrow could barely talk between his laughter and labored breaths.

-Yes… Yes… Yes! -The girl echoed without stopping her caress of his soles. Her ability was such that the tickling he suffered before was nothing compared to it. It was as if the girl knew where and how to touch him to make him suffer.

The discomfort was so great that the boy could not keep his submissive attitude and he started to wrestle with his ropes. He leaned forward to hide his torso and armpits, even with his tied wrists against the pipe. Canan noticed he was dangerously close to breaking free so she ran to hold him by his shoulders and pulled him back, forcing him to completely expose his body once again.

-Don’t be rude and let Coco do what she has to do! -The blonde mercilessly scolded him. Since she kept holding him back, cruel Coco could have easier access to his entire body.

-You know? You actually won the challenge, little boy… But the thing is I don’t care if you win or lose. As long as I have you here I’m gonna tickle you as much as I want.

The girl switched her focus several times, and that’s how she noticed the piercing little scream the boy made when she passed her fingers under his armpits.

-Aha! Your weak spot! -She gleefully yelled as she intensified her touching in that zone.

-…Noooooooo… -Sparrow whined with his face flushed and wet with tears. Almost out of breath he sent a pleading gaze to Canan, who answered him with a smile that was a mixture of fun and arousal.

After a brief session on his most sensitive parts, Coco knelt beside him and started giving him orders without stopping her torture. Canan, meanwhile, was simply enjoying the view while she kept holding him back.

-Alright! If you want me to stop… spread your knees and lift your legs! -The boy, out of breath and with messed-up hair, obeyed. -Higher! -Sparrow lifted them as much as they allowed. -Higher I said!

-I ca… n’t… hahaha… I can’t! -The boy cried, now broken down by the laughter and tears.

-Of course you can! COME ON, UP! -The girl intensified the tickling and he reacted by doing the impossible. -Bring those lanky weak legs up, young man! -Once the pose was painful enough to satisfy her, Coco ceased her endless tickles. -Now don’t move, you hear me?

Both girls stepped away and contemplated the result. The posture appeared to be extremely uncomfortable, but the sight it brought them was blissful. Sparrow had his arms up high and his legs were almost at the same height of his wrists. The girls could see absolutely everything with the shiny sweat highlighting the texture of his pale skin. The tiny genitals, the wrinkly little hole, the curve of his buns… Everything was in place as if it was some kind of exhibit.

-I’ll be busy with your little friend, ‘cause I also need to give him a lesson. So you better not move, you hear me? If I look over this way and I don’t see a wimpy white boy holding up his legs and showing us his fat bum together with his shriveled little baby doodle you know what’s coming to you.

The girls went over with a satisfied smile to Vampy and the others. When Coco and Canan joined them, the struggles of the boy leader intensified and his gagged whimpers almost sounded like the last breaths of a dying animal. Sparrow, finding himself unsupervised, tried to let his tired legs rest by lowering them a little bit. However, Coco immediately stuck her threatening eyes onto his, so he lifted them back up. The drowned cries from Vampy were incentive enough for him to cooperate.

-”Although maybe it’s all the same… Because when they get tired of him, both of them will come for me…” -He thought with his eyes full of tears.

He knew it would be the worst tickles he’d ever suffered in his life, but he could only do one thing.

Wait there, tied up in that painful and indecent posture, as if he was a pig that knew he was about to be slaughtered.