Valley View RV and Campground

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.

Valley View RV and Campground



Tad was keeping his distance from his sister and cousins. He’d picked on Brad earlier, and when the girls came over to defend him, he was forced to apologize to his cousin. On his knees. And then he had to ask Brad to spank him, something the boy took great pleasure in doing.

Humiliating, yes, but better than having his parents be told. They would add more punishment for sure, and worse yet, they’d make him go with them. They, and his aunt and uncle, were going to be gone all day to a dance class and then what was billed as the “World’s Largest Garage Sale” which they’d passed on the way to the campground. It looked like rows and rows of tables filled with junk to Tad.

He was in the lake, at the opposite side from Trisha, Peyton, and Brad. He thought about getting out once he saw them arrive. The adults would have left by now, and he could go the cabin he had to share with Brad. But the water felt good, and it provided a bit of cooling to his butt. Brad was three months younger than him, but even so, the boy could hit hard. It had been all he could do to keep from blabbering as he lay across his cousin’s lap. Brad’s sister, Peyton, had allowed twenty slaps and the boy made the most of them. At least they hadn’t waited and taken Trisha’s suggestion. His sister wanted to wait until the adults were gone and then allow Brad to give them to his bare butt! It was actually Brad who said he thought it was a bit too much and just did them over his bathing suit.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and someone behind him said, “Give me your suit.”

He ducked down a bit below the hand and turned. It was a boy who appeared to be about his age, but a half-head taller and more muscular.

“Fuck you, “I’m not doing that. Go tell my sister she can fuck off too.”

“Huh? I have no idea who your sister is. Give me your suit and all that happens is you need to get out of the lake naked.”

“I already told you to fuck off. I’m not playing…”

“I’m in a gang. Well, not yet, not until I do this. If you don’t that boy over there…” he pointed to a larger version of him, “… will strip you. The difference is, I will leave your suit with your towel. He will take both and leave. It’s up to you.” Tony was lying through his teeth. If he fought the boy, he’d get kicked out. The people who owned the campground allowed his brother and friends to use it. But they didn’t allow them to pick on the guests. And worse, he had to strip a boy who had pubes. He sure didn’t want to do a local boy, that would backfire rapidly. But failing the challenge to join his brother’s gang would leave him naked.

Tad looked again at the teen the boy in front of him had pointed to. The kid looked strong. Tough. And as he stared at them, he was frowning.

“So, let me get this straight. I give you my suit, and you leave it by my towel.” The boy nodded. “But if I don’t, your brother comes and takes it, and he leaves with it and my towel.”

“You got it. Either way, you get out of the lake naked. You can cover up, run, whatever you want. I just need to complete my initiation.”

“What happens to you if I still don’t give you my suit?” Tad asked.

“I’ll have to pick on another boy. I didn’t want to do a local one, but I will. I’m not going to fail this test. And all the local boys know that when I say that Preston – that’s my brother – will leave with any clothing or cover they brought, I mean it.”

Tad looked around. The beach wasn’t very crowded as it was only around nine in the morning. Mostly town kids. The camper kids were mostly younger and in the shallow end. If only his sister and Peyton weren’t here.

“If your brother takes my stuff, how will I get it back?”

“No, you don’t understand. You won’t get it back. He’ll toss it into a burn barrel at our house, which is a mile or so across town from here. And if you take something from someone else, he’ll take that too. You’ll have to go back to your RV naked.” Again, it was all lies. Or mostly a lie. Tony knew if he failed here, it would be him who would have to traverse the town naked, not this kid.

“Look, I know it sucks, but look at my brother. Maybe you could take me in a fair fight, but I don’t think so. But you have no chance against Preston. He can bench press 225 pounds. He’ll tear the suit off of you. My deal means you only have to go as far as your towel. Do you have a towel?”

“Yeah, it’s over there, next to the red and white sneakers.” Tad pointed.

“Then that is where I will leave your suit. None of the locals will touch it.”

Tad made another look at where Preston was. He’d moved several yards closer, and his frown was now a scowl. He made up his mind. He didn’t notice Tony breathe a sigh of relief as he untied the draw string. He pushed them down, and raised his feet one at a time to remove them.

“On the towel, right?” he asked.

“That’s what I said. Wait here in the water until I drop them, and then you’re on your own.”

Tad handed them over. This was looking to be the worst day of his life. First, on his knees in front of his slightly younger cousin for an apology, then being spanked by the brat. Now, leaving the lake naked. He glanced over at where his cousins and sister were. They didn’t seem to be paying attention. He turned his head back to where the boy with his suit was running across the sand towards his towel. He began moving that way.

Only the boy didn’t drop his suit. He took the towel and ran off with both items. He didn’t even look back as he ran towards the entrance to the campground.

He was now naked. In the water, where nobody knew he was naked, but he’d have to leave eventually. Then he remembered Preston. He turned and found the bigger teen right behind him.

“Time for you to leave. Come back tomorrow and you’ll get your stuff back.”

Tad stood there, frozen in place.

“Don’t make me drag you out of the water. If I do, I’ll tie your arms behind your back.” He showed that he had a short piece of rope. However, like his younger brother, he was lying. He didn’t dare drag the kid out of the lake, or tie his arms. The owners of the campground wouldn’t like that. The boy had to get out on his own.

But the scare worked. Tad knew going back to the cabin was going to be the worst moments of his life. But doing it with his arms tied behind his back would be far worse.

“Hay, look,” Brad said to his sister and cousin. “Tad is naked! Totally naked! He must have lost his suit somehow in the lake.”

The three of them watched as Tad grabbed his shoes as he ran past and kept going. By now, all the kids on the beach had been alerted that a naked boy was there, and cheers and laughter was sounding.

“Did you lock your cabin like I told you to?” Payton asked her brother.

“Yeah, why?” Then suddenly he knew why. “Tad’s key was on the counter. He can’t get in.”

“And our cabin is locked as well,” Trisha giggled. Let’s go back.”

Tad found that he couldn’t run on the dirt and stony road back to where the cabins were without shoes on. But he didn’t want to stop to put them on. With one hand holding his shoes and the other trying to cover his privates, he moved along as fast as he could. He had a long way to go.

Two girls on bikes, one about his age and the other younger, came upon him and laughed. They turned their bikes around and rode next to him, laughing each time his left hand was needed for balance and he momentarily uncovered his privates.

Tad’s dick was growing, and it became a choice as to use his hand to cover the tip, shaft, or his balls. None of them worked. He could see two more kids, a boy and girl both a year or so older than him running towards him.

The boy went behind him and grabbed his elbows, pulling them away from his groin while the girl used a polaroid camera to take several pictures of him. The three pictures fell from the camera to the ground. The girls on bikes had gotten off to stand in front of him now that everything was on display.

“Here,” the girl with the camera said to the younger girls as she handed them the first picture, which had almost finished its development. “Do not let your parents know you have it.”

“No, we don’t dare,” the older of the two said. “But thanks for offering.” She never took her eyes off the naked boy. “I’ve never seen a boy older than three naked before. This is so cool.”

By then, Trisha, Payton, and Brad had caught up. Payton could see a few strands of black, curly hair beginning to form just above Tad’s penis. She chuckled; mentally picturing him counting them every day.

“Shit, his dick is so short,” Brad said. “He always bragged about how much bigger his was than mine. Now we know the truth.”

“I’d like one of them,” Payton said to the girl. “He’s my cousin, and her brother.” She pointed to Trisha as the three of them moved around to the front where Tad was still held in place by the older boy.

“Trisha, you didn’t get to watch Brad spank him on his bare backside, but this is a lot better by far,” she said.

“If I let him go, are you three going to be okay around him?” the boy who had hold of Tad’s arms asked.

Peyton waved the picture of her naked cousin. “As long as I have this, I think he’ll pretty much do anything we say.” She tucked the picture in a pocket. “Won’t you Tad. You aren’t going to cause any trouble, are you.”

“Just let me go,” Tad said. The boy released his arms. Tad pushed between his sister and Peyton and resumed heading for the cabin with his cousins and sister following along behind him.

“Give me your shoes, and at least then you can try and hide your junk,” Brad said.

Thinking his cousin was trying to help him again, he handed the shoes over. As he walked, he didn’t see that behind him his cousin was pulling the shoe laces free from the shoes.

Trisha held Brad back a few steps before asking him in a whisper if he planned on tying up her brother.

Brad wasn’t sure how to answer, but decided even if she didn’t agree, now was the better time to know that. “Yeah. He bragged about how big his dick was and how much hair he had. I’m kind of hoping to shave the little bit he has grown off completely. I was also hoping you and Peyton would help. I know Peyton will, she doesn’t like him very much because he picks on me so often.”

“Of course I’ll help. He’ll probably tell our parents, so we will all get in trouble for it, but I’m willing to go for it anyway.”

“Good! When we get to the cabin, grab his balls. Don’t squeeze hard or you’ll really hurt him and I don’t want that. Just enough to make him do as I say. Once his hands are bound behind his back, he won’t have any choice except to do what we tell him.”

Trisha recalled Brad saying that her brother had teased him by saying he had a bigger dick. That meant that Tad had seen Brad’s dick. She wondered where and why. And more importantly, what it looked like. Seeing her brother was a thrill, and she was enjoying this a lot. But if she could find a way to see Brad, that would be even better. She glanced down as they began walking faster to catch up and noticed the front of Brad’s suit was tented out.

There were other kids playing outside the cabin next to the one he shared with Brad, so Tad took off running. No longer burdened by his shoes, he was able to hide most of his dick and still run.

He got there and took the three steps in one bound. The door was locked. And he remembered, his key was on the counter inside. He turned just as his sister and cousins reached him.

“Let me in,” he demanded. Both of his hands hid his privates. But what happened next was a complete surprise to him.

Trisha saw that his hands were hiding his dick but his balls were mostly uncovered. She reached out her hand and managed to grab hold. She gave it what she thought was a gentle squeeze, but her brother groaned in pain and bent over at the waste until she relaxed her hand a bit.

“Come down off the steps,” she ordered. “Hands behind your back.” Brad had been correct. Peyton said nothing and made no attempt to stop them. Instead, she stood back and stared at Tad while her brother finished tying Tad’s wrists.

“Look, I’m sorry for all the stuff I’ve said to all of you. Please don’t leave me like this. Think it through. Sooner or later, an adult is going to see me and then all of you are in trouble. Let me go now and I promise I won’t say anything to them. You’ve had your fun, but you’re going too far.” Tad hoped his argument would work. He really didn’t want his parents to find out what happened. That would lead to Brad getting into trouble, and Brad’s promise to never tell what had been done to him would be broken. He would suffer as much punishment as they would. Maybe worse.

“Now we can go inside,” Brad said from behind him. He heard the sound of the key being inserted into the deadbolt lock, and then it being released. Trisha released his balls, and he turned and carefully climbed the three steps and then inside his cabin. The girls followed.

“I need a razor,” Brad said as Peyton closed the door behind her. “I know you have one. And the cream you use when you shave your legs. He lied about his hair, and I’m going to remove it.”

Peyton smiled. “I’ll be back in a jiffy,” she said, and hurried out the door.

Tad turned to his remaining cousin. “Okay, I did make fun of you. I deserve this, I guess. But that’s all.”

Just then, Trisha’s phone rang, the distinctive ring saying it was her mom calling. “Don’t say a word,” she said to her brother as she answered it.

“Hi Mom, what’s up?” She paused and listened. “That’s awful. What are you going to do?’ Another pause and then she said, “No, we’ll be fine. Yes, he has behaved. Better than when you are around, not worse. Do you want to say hi to him?”

A second later, she put the phone on speaker and video call and held it up to his face.

“Tad, I hope Trisha isn’t lying to keep you from doing something to her. She said you’ve been behaving. Is that true? I’ll know if you lie, you know that.”

He did. He didn’t plan on lying anyway. “Yeah, well, I got some time away from them at the lake. But there were some local kids there who made fun of me, so I guess I know how it feels. I heard Trisha say something awful happened.”

“Your father’s car died, something about the transmission. And it is tourist season in Valley View, so we can’t find a rental car. We’re going to have to spend the night here. I do not want to come back tomorrow and find out you made Brad’s life difficult. I’m glad you are being good, keep it up and maybe we’ll go visit that place you saw as we drove up. Do you think you can manage that for another twenty-four hours?”

“Yeah, that would be cool if we could go.” It was a place with a zip line, and he really did want to go. Now he knew he couldn’t tell. “I want to go, so I will work my hardest so that Trisha won’t have anything bad to report to you when you get back here.”

“Okay,” his mom said, sounding and looking a bit surprised that so far her son hadn’t caused problems. “We will be back tomorrow; the mechanic says he’ll have it done by noon. Stay as you are, and we’ll see you tomorrow. Goodbye Trisha, goodbye Tad.”

“I’ll try and do what Trisha tells me to do,” Tad said. “See you tomorrow. Goodbye.” Trisha also said goodbye and then hung up the phone.

It was time to admit defeat. “Look he began.” Just then Peyton returned with what was needed for his hair cut. “I can’t defeat the three of you, and I know that Brad has other stuff planned. Please keep him in line. Untie my arms. I won’t hurt any of you. And covering up is kind of pointless. You girls have already seen all of me.”

Trisha detected an undertone in his little speech that caught her attention. “Why do you think Brad has other things planned for you? You’ve done stuff that he promised he wouldn’t tell, didn’t you. Don’t lie, like Mom, I can always tell.” She couldn’t always, but their mom had given her some pointers on how to detect when he did.

“Don’t,” Brad said suddenly. “I don’t want you to know stuff. I’ll leave him alone if that is what you want.”

“Then it must be bad; really bad if you don’t want us to know,” Peyton said. “I want to know. Either you tell me, or he tells us.” She looked at Tad. “I want to know, and I will find out. How hard to do want me to squeeze your balls before you’ll talk?”

“He doesn’t want you to know. I swore him to secrecy, but I also promised to never tell anyone. He’s kept up his end of the deal, and so will I. So squeeze my balls until I puke and scream. Eventually, you’ll win. But is that what you really want?”

She turned to her brother. “What did you promise? To not tell our parents, or to not tell anyone?”

“Our parents, or any other adults. But I don’t want you know what he made me do. He did keep his end of the deal.”

“You can tell us without breaking your oath,” Trisha said. “I will promise not to tell anyone, including our parents, and I’m sure Peyton will too. Get it off your chest and we’ll agree on a fair and suitable punishment for him together. And, since it is so bad that he doesn’t want others to know, if you tell us, it makes it even more certain that he won’t retaliate against you for telling.”

“No. It’s embarrassing. I don’t want you to know.”

“You had to give him a blowjob, didn’t you,” Peyton said, some anger rising in her voice.

“No, not him.”

“That has to be true,” Trisha said. “He was surprised at the size of my brother’s dick and how little hair he has down there. That means he hasn’t seen Tad naked. At least not since puberty started.”

She turned back to Brad. “But you said not him. That implies that he made you blow another boy. Who?”

“It was nobody. I’ve never done that with any boy.” Brad’s face was bright red, but he stood his ground.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Motioning for Tad to step out of sight, Peyton opened it. As soon as she saw the two boys, she stepped out and closed the door behind her. She held a finger to her lip and walked a short distance away from the cabin.

“You’re the boy who stripped my cousin,” she began, but she was cut off.

“That isn’t true,” Tony said. “He gave them to me. I did trick him however. He thought he was getting them back, but because he took too long to make up his mind, he had to wait. Until now. My brother and I have come to give them back.

“Okay, that’s good to know. I’ll take them, but I need a favor. My brother is acting up. I’ll pay you five dollars to do the same to him. We can be at the lake in half an hour or so.”

“Ten dollars,” Preston responded. “My brother won’t mind repeating his initiation trial into our gang. And this time, he won’t face a punishment for failing.”

“There was a girl with a polaroid camera on the way here. Do you have any idea who she is?”

“We had to stop her from showing the picture around. She was trying to sell it. She still has it, but she promised us she wouldn’t show it to anyone around the campground. Is that why you want her?”

“Again, thanks, that’s good to know. But I want her for something else. If you know where she lives, I want her to come here with her camera. A private shoot this time, and I’ll have the pictures.”

“She isn’t a local. I think she and the younger girl with her went to cabin 2 or 3. We can stop there on the way back and pass on your message if you want. Assuming she is there.”

“Thanks, but I’ll stop there later and talk to her myself,” Peyton stated.

“Hey, we need to know what your brother looks like,” Tony said.

“I’ll point him out to you when we get to the lake.”

“Sounds good. We’ll see you after lunch.”

The two boys left, and Peyton returned to the cabin with Tad’s bathing suit tucked into the back of her suit.

“Who was it?” Trisha asked.

“The girls from the cabin next door,” Peyton lied. “They saw Tad and wanted to know if they could see more. I told them it would depend on how well he behaves. Did Brad say anything about what happened to him?”

“No, we were waiting on you to come back.”

“Look,” Peyton said to her brother. “You aren’t going to get into trouble. And maybe we can figure out a way for you to get some revenge.”

“Nothing happened. Just drop it.” Brad did want some payback, or at least for the bullying to stop, but he didn’t want the girls to know what he had been forced to do. Or the real reason -- that he hadn’t really been forced. Tad told him to do it, and he did. He didn’t say no, and he didn’t try to argue. He just did it.

“Okay, let’s talk about this later,” Peyton said. “The boy who took your suit showed up while I was talking to the girls. He gave me this, and said you are safe at the lake now. His initiation was successful. He gave me this.” She held up his suit. “How about if we all go to the beach.”

Brad was about to decline when Tad said he’d had enough of the beach for one day. “Dozens of kids saw me naked. They might still be there.”

“We are not done with you. We’ll take care of removing your hair when we get back. Brad and Trisha, grab all the clothes in here and move them to our cabin. If Tad wants to stay here, he can stay naked. It will keep him inside. In fact, take the blankets, towels, and sheets too. Don’t leave him any cover at all.” She started stripping the two beds and Trisha gathered clothes.

“Brad, help us, or we will strip you and leave you here with him. And don’t think you’ll be wearing your bathing suit, that is going with us. Either with you in it, or not. Your choice.”

Brad didn’t want to see how angry Tad might be. He might decide to take his anger out on him. He gathered the towels from the bathroom.

Once they had everything, Peyton turned to Tad. “Last chance. You can have your suit if you want to come.”

“Go, I’m fine,” he lied. It was hot inside the cabin, and he would have to keep the windows and door closed. But he didn’t want to be seen again at the beach.

“I don’t trust Brad with a razor, he doesn’t have any experience,” Trisha said. “The stuff is right there on the counter. You can do it yourself, or Peyton and I will shave you when we get back.” Without waiting for a response, the three of them left.

The last thing he wanted was to have the girls shave his pubic hair. Being seen by them was bad enough without them touching him. He decided to spend a few minutes jacking off, something he really needed to do, and then he’d try the razor.

“Do you want to hang here with us or go enjoy the lake?” Peyton asked her brother once they reached the beach.

Brad figured they just wanted to get him away from Tad and would keep pestering him about what had happened. He took off for the water, happy that both his sister and Trisha stayed on the beach.

“I take it that’s the boy?” Tony said to Peyton once Brad was in the water.

“Yeah. Don’t hurt him, but take his suit and this towel. We didn’t bring towels, so he won’t have anything to wear. I’m going to want it before we leave, so could you hang around for a bit?”

“Yeah, sure,” he said. “Did you bring the money?”

“Yeah, here it is. Ten dollars was what we agreed to, right?”

“Yes. But hang on to it. When you want to get his suit, come over and we’ll pretend that you are buying it back. You can pay the ten then. That way, maybe he’ll repay you.”

“Good idea, thanks,” Peyton said. “I’m kind of surprised though. You never even asked why.”

“That’s simple. He’s a boy, and you’re girls. You want to see him naked, and you’re using me to achieve it. You’d be surprised how often girls who are camping here come and ask us to do stuff like that to boys. As long as they aren’t locals, we always do our best.”

Tony turned and headed for the water. He had to scan for a few seconds before he saw where Brad was. He motioned to two other boys who were going to help. He wasn’t going to ask for it, like he had to do with the boy this morning. This was going to be a quick and easy stripping.

Brad was wondering if he could get away with jacking off in the water. His dick was hard, and he felt like he needed a good stroke or two. He’d moved to an area where no other kids were close by. He untied the draw string and pulled the front down just enough to free his dick.

Two minutes later, he was nearly there. He opened his eyes and had a look around. Nobody was near him. But the look had taken the edge off, and he now needed a few more strokes to get it back.

Suddenly he was grabbed from behind and his head dunked under the water. Hands grabbed his suit and ripped it from his body. He was let go, and as he got his head back above water, he saw three boys swimming fast towards shore. He could hear one of them laughing that he was jacking off, making it a lot easier to get his suit.

Shit, he thought to himself. Tad had this happen to him too. Only it was just one boy who somehow got his suit. This time, it was three of them. Not that it mattered. He was totally naked.

He watched the boys go up on the beach and walk towards where his towel was. Peyton and Trisha were twenty yards away, watching a wrestling match between two boys. The boys with his suit found his towel and picked it up and went up off of the sand. Now what was he to do?

The worse thing was that Naomi Mitchel had told him about her experience at Valley View RV and Camping. She and her family had been here last year. In fact, it was her parents who suggested coming here to his parents and his aunt and uncle. But Naomi had told him something he thought was just pure lies. She had related how a boy had his suit stripped off of him in the lake and he had to get out totally naked. She smiled as she related how he tripped and fell, and when getting up, he was just a few feet from her and she got to see everything.

He hadn’t believed a word of it, and didn’t even remember it until just now. Something else stirred in his memory. Something about Peyton. But his fear at being naked kept him from pulling the idea into the front of his mind.

He knew he had to get out eventually. But maybe he could wait until other kids left. The only problem with that was that it was only about one in the afternoon. This place wouldn’t be empty until after dark. And it got a lot more crowded just before dinner.

He saw the boys come back across the sand. They didn’t have his suit or towel. Peyton and Trisha had just returned to where their shoes were and the boys walked up to them. Then they pointed at him.

“He was jacking off, facing the beach, so we snuck around him and came up from behind,” Tony said with a giggle. “His suit was mostly off already, so getting it was so easy. I’ll be over the top of the hill right back there when you want to ‘buy’ his stuff back.”

“Thank you so much,” Peyton said. “Will it be a problem if we make him get out of the water naked?”

“No, nobody even saw us do it. The locals will know it was my brother’s gang, we get a tourist boy almost every week. Just don’t dawdle too long, get him moving or let him get dressed. There aren’t any adults around, so it should be just fine as long as you don’t take too long.”

“What the hell is going on?” Trisha asked when the boys left.

Peyton told her the whole story, and they shared a good laugh. “Now I have to go out there and find out what keeping his secret is really worth to him. I’m sure he’ll promise to tell us what your brother made him do if I promise to get his suit back. Oh, by the way, you owe me five dollars. I paid that boy ten to take my brother’s suit.

“I’m good for it, and I am really looking forward to seeing him.”

They looked and saw him staring back at them. “I guess I’d better go and convince him he needs to get out of the lake without covering up. If anyone asks, that’s part of the price it will take for me to get his suit back.”

Trying to keep from laughing out loud, Peyton headed for the water.

Standing there naked, Brad wondered what he would say when his sister got to him. Should he plead for her help? Or ask her to leave and that he’d come home later? He couldn’t decide. Neither option sounded good to him. But what she said when she reached him was not anything that he’d expected.

“The boy who took your suit is the same boy who took Tad’s suit,” she began. “Only he gave his up. They didn’t give you that choice.”

“Do I have to go back to the cabin naked?”

“Maybe, it depends on how brave you are. And on something else. He said that if you get out of the lake with your hands to your sides and walk, not run, up to where your shoes are, he will sell your suit to me. But you have to stand there, naked and not covering up, until we complete our deal. If we don’t reach an agreement, you will still have to get out, only they will watch. You can’t cover up until you are back to your cabin. If you do, they will drag you back here and tie you to a tree.” She pointed off the side. It was all a lie, but she knew that her brother would believe it.

“Okay,” he muttered. It was horrible, but better than going back naked like Tad had done.

“I will negotiate the price with him on one condition,” his sister continued. “I want to know your secret. What did Tad make you do that is so horrible you’d rather go back to the cabin naked. Tell me and you won’t have to, I’ll buy your suit as long as I have enough money.”

“I told you; it’s embarrassing. I don’t want you to know.”

“So do I leave? If I do…” she left the sentence unfinished.

“Okay. He made me strip naked for Addison Maple. It was last year, so we were all twelve then. Her little sister, Chloe, was allowed to see me too. Addison made me jack off for them. Chloe was only eleven then.”

“And I take it you did it?”

“Yeah. But while I was naked, Addison used a permanent marker to put red and black marks on my balls. Addison said she’d tell everyone I did it unless I came back and did it again. With the spots on my sack, if I got pantsed, which she said would happen, everyone would know I’d done it. So I went back the next day and did it again. That time, Shelly Mitchell and Nina Granger were there too. Tad doesn’t know about the second part; he only thinks I let Addison see me one time.”

“He will pay for that. I’m going to go back to the beach. The boy didn’t say there was a time limit, but I don’t think he’ll wait out there in the hot sun forever. Remember, walk, don’t run. And do not cover up. As soon as you reach where me and Trisha are, I’ll go and find out how much it costs to get your suit back. If it helps any, he told me they do this to a visiting boy almost weekly here.”

“Yeah, I heard about it, but I didn’t believe it,” Brad said. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“I can get the shoe laces from your shoes and do what you did to Tad. I’m sure he’ll allow that.”

“I think you need to or I’ll cover up for sure. And could you ask Trisha to leave?”

“She knows you are naked, and she wants to see you. I think the boy wants her there too. He used plural pronouns when he referred to us. I’ll be back as quickly as I can.”

She turned and allowed the smile to spread across her face. Her brother was going to be seen by dozens of kids. She had looked down a few times and saw that he was erect. This was going to be almost as good as seeing Tad.

Tony came down when he saw her return and her brother still standing there in the lake. “Is there a problem?” he asked.

“He wants me to tie his arms. I lied to him and said that if he covered up you’d make him go back to the cabin naked, and without covering up. If he failed, you’d tie him to a tree. He’s scared to death, and doesn’t think he can keep from covering up, so I offered to tie his hands behind his back, and he agreed.”

“Can I go and do it?” Trisha asked.

“He’s really scared of you seeing him, but tell him that this boy here –” she turned to Tony and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t know your name. I’m Peyton, and this is Trisha.”

“I’m Tony, and the lie is working perfectly.” He turned to Trisha. “I’m going to point and look like I’m angry. Don’t worry, he won’t be hurt by us, but you can scare the hell out of him if you want.” He suddenly began waving his hands and pointing at Brad. Then he pointed at the trees. Trisha took the shoelace and ran to the water.

Brad had his hands over his groin as she approached. “He wants you to get out without this, but your sister talked him down. He’ll allow you to come out with your hands tied, but only if you come out as soon as I’m done. And we’re to walk very slowly across the sand. Sorry, I’m sure you don’t want me here, but it was his idea.”

Feeling light headed, Brad muttered a thank you and then slowly released his grip on his dick and moved his hands behind his back. For the first time ever, Trisha got to see him not only naked, but with an erection. She quickly tied his wrists with shoelace knots that would be easy to untie later and they headed for shore.

As the water level fell below his waist, she kept her eyes on him. Even before it broke the surface, she could see it twitching up and down. The shiny pink head would poke out of the water for a second and then jerk back down. But ten steps later, she had a clear view if it as the water quickly fell to below their knees.

She kept the pace very slow, and they could both hear shouts and laughter as for the second time that day a boy was naked on the beach.

As horrible as it was, Brad knew having his hands tied behind his back was the only thing saving him. There was no way he’d have ever been able to walk this slowly and stand there without covering up otherwise.

As soon as they arrived where Peyton stood, she stood there looking at her brother. His body was well-defined, and he was tanned, which made his middle section really stand out. After admiring the view for a few seconds, she turned and crossed over the hill at the top of the beach. Dozens of kids, boys and girls, mostly within two or three years of his age, came up and laughed as his dick continued to twitch up and down. Finally, after nearly five minutes of standing there, his sister returned with his suit. But she stood there looking at him for a few seconds.

“He extracted another price,” she said. “Before I give you this, you have to show you make sperm. His exact words.”

The kids on the beach were pretty sure this was a sister making life hell for her brother, as no boy had ever been told by the Carpenter gang to jack off. Not that they minded. It would be a show to remember.

“I, uh, need my hand. You’ll have to untie me.”

“No, you don’t understand. He said you wanted to be tied, and the shoelace stays in place until we get back to the cabin. You can ask anyone here to do it. Trisha would be happy to do it for you.”

“No,” he said. For the first time, he was struggling to free his hands. The knots were simple, but tied so that he couldn’t touch them.

“You don’t have to go back naked, I’ll put your suit on you as soon as you are done. Otherwise, I think one of those trees over there are your next destination. He seems pretty serious about that.”

With his blue eyes filling with tears, he looked at Trisha. She smiled, and stepped over to him.

“Tell me what I have to do,” she said. She had a pretty good idea, but wanted to hear her cousin explain what he needed for her to do.

He glanced at the row of trees and pictured himself tied to one of them, still naked. It was the only thing that made him say what he didn’t want said. “Uh, just use one or two fingers and your thumb and slide it up and down the shaft,” he all but whispered.

Peyton, along with about thirty more kids, boys and girls, watched as Trisha grabbed the shaft between two fingers and the thumb of her right hand and started sliding it along the shaft of his dick. He closed his eyes, but none of the people watching were aware of it. They were all watching down below. “A little slower, and not as firm,” he directed.

It seemed like forever, but was actually only just over a minute, before several globs of cum shot out and landed on the sand a few feet in front of his feet. A cheer went up from the audience, and Peyton kept him standing there for another fifteen or so seconds before asking, “Do you just want to go or should I put your suit on for you? I’m not allowed to untie your hands yet.”

“Just go,” he said. He was already on his way. He wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible.

Behind him, Peyton and Trisha were quietly laughing. As they walked, Peyton told her what Brad had admitted to, and what she planned to do about it.

Once away from the lake, Brad stopped. “They can’t see us, so you can untie me,” he said. His dick was still soft, but he knew it would get hard again if he had to walk past all the cabins naked.

“I’m not going to be the reason you end up tied to a tree,” Payton said. “I’ll put your suit on you if you want.” He nodded, and with Trisha holding him to make sure he didn’t fall, his sister got the suit over each foot and then pulled it up.

As they passed cabin two, she saw the girl she was looking for and walked over to her.

Once she explained what she wanted, the girl ran and got her camera, and then they hurried to catch up with Trisha and Brad.

Brad reached the cabin first, but the others weren’t far behind him. Unable to open it, he had to wait until his sister got the key out of his bathing suit and unlocked it. He was surprised to see that there was now another girl along with her and Trisha.

Tad was taken by surprise. He’d spent most of the time removing his pubic hair, being very careful with the razor around his sensitive flesh. He’d also beat off twice. As the small crowd entered, he stood. And before he could cover or complain, the girl with the camera had already taken two pictures of him.

Trisha ran and got the pictures off the floor while her brother was trying to cover himself with his hands. She watched them develop, and was happy to see they both showed her brother with a partial erection and with no visible hair around it.

“Thanks Susan,” Peyton said to the girl with the camera. “We only need one, you can have the other one if you want.”

“I don’t want her to have a picture of me naked,” Tad complained. He wanted to reach for one of them, but that would mean uncovering his dick, which he didn’t want to do.

“Show us how good a job you did,” Trisha said. Her brother stood there, glaring at her. “You aren’t getting anything to cover yourself with until tomorrow, so you may as well show us now. I’ll invite the boys who stripped Brad naked to come and help if necessary.”

“You got stripped too?” Susan asked. “Damn, I wish I’d been there. I sure would have enjoyed seeing that. I don’t suppose you’d…”

“No, I’m not going to strip for you,” Brad said. “We are in the cabin now. Untie my arms,” he said to his sister.

“Oh, I think a quick picture would be nice,” Payton said with a laugh. She quickly pulled her brother’s suit down and stepped aside to allow Susan to take the pictures. She then ordered her brother to step out of his bathing suit, which she took, along with the four pictures. Trisha and Susan followed her out the door.

“What the hell is going on?” Tad asked. “This isn’t about what happened to me. Our sisters are setting us up. What happened at the lake?”

Brad told him. “Would you at least untie my arms please?” he asked.

Tad thought about making his cousin tell all he knew, but decided he might get more if he acted nice instead of bullying him. He undid the knots and let the shoelaces fall.

“It was three boys, including the one you gave your suit to. They snuck up behind me and took my trunks without saying a word. I had to let your sister jack me off on the beach with a couple dozen kids watching. Payton said she had to buy my suit back, but I’m not so sure I believe her. I did see her hand over two bills though.”

“Do they know what I made you do?” Tad saw the look on his cousin’s face and knew the answer.

“I had to. Each step was a new demand. Payton said she wouldn’t buy my suit back unless I told her. I did it so I wouldn’t have to come back here naked.”

“There’s more, I can tell,” Tad said.

“I did get naked for Addison, only she let her sister see me too. She wasn’t going to tell you I did it unless I also jacked off for them. But they used permanent markers to color my balls and said she’d tell everyone I stripped for her younger sister unless I came back the next day and did it again.”

“That bitch! I told her not to tell anyone. I’ll fix that. You were only supposed to do it once, and Chloe was never part of it.”

Just then, their sisters returned with empty hands. But they were not alone. The two girls from the bikes and Susan were with them. Susan still had her camera.

“Okay, new rules,” Payton said. “You both are going to remain naked for now.”

“I’ll tell Mom about the pictures,” Tad said, putting some edge into the words. It worked on Brad and he hoped it would intimidate his cousin too.

“What pictures?” Trisha said. “We don’t have any pictures of you. Try and prove that we do. Good luck with that.”

Brad had a good idea of where this was going. “Okay, you’ve hidden the pictures well. But you still need them for something. If you show them around at school, word will get out.”

“Aren’t you the wise one,” his sister said. “We do have plans for the pictures, and we’re pretty sure we can control who knows about them. Do you really want to take a chance? How many people do you want to see them? Even if you’re right, is that what you really want to have happen? Or do you want to hear what we want from you?”

The cabin was quiet for a few seconds. Then Tad spoke. “Okay, what do you want?”

“First, Brad had to show he makes sperm,” Trisha said with an evil smile. “You are going to do the same for us. You’re lucky, he couldn’t touch his own thing, so I did it for him. We’re going to allow you to do it to yourself. Plus, he had a much bigger audience.”

Tad considered the odds. He was totally naked, and there was nothing in the cabin for him to cover himself with. It was unlikely that Brad would help him if he tried to revolt, given how he’d bullied his cousin for the last couple of years. He decided he couldn’t overpower the five girls, and they could make it worse.

With his ears burning, he lay on his bed and began. His dick rose to a full erection almost immediately, and he began a ritual he’d first learned about back when he was just about to turn eleven.

The girls watched with obvious pleasure. This was something they never dreamed they’d see. Even Brad was paying close attention.

After nearly a minute of him stroking his penis, Payton noticed that Tad’s ball sack had started to change. It lost its firmness and hung loose. It bounced slightly with each stroke of Tad’s hand.

As she watched, Tad hand began moving faster. He was moaning, his eyes closed. She wished then that she had ordered him to keep them open, to look at her and the other girls as he pleasured himself.

His breathing changed, and he lifted his butt up a bit as he made a guttural noise. She, and the other four girls, all were able to watch his orgasm happen. His dick seemed to expand in his hand, and then thin white fluid arched into the air, landing on his chest and stomach.

Susan had timed it perfectly, taking a picture the moment the first burst of sperm shot from Tad’s penis. Then a second, on the third burst. There wasn’t time for more. She was sure the sound was not noticed by any of them, and she grabbed the ejected and still undeveloped pictures as they left the camera. She held them and let the process work while Tad was still recovering. They were perfect, and showed everything. One for her, and one for Trisha and Payton. She hoped the girls were going to be as careful as they had promised they would be. It was her third year here, and she now had pictures of five naked and interesting boys. But this was the first time she’d ever seen one do what Tad had just done.

“Okay girls,” Payton said to the other three. “The rest of this is between us and them. I hope you enjoyed what you saw.” She smiled when she looked at the younger sister, who appeared to be no more than twelve years old. The girl’s face was red, but she had a smile that would probably last the rest of the day. Susan slipped one of the pictures she had taken into Trisha’s hand without anyone else seeing it just as she went out the door.

Once it was just the four of them, Payton didn’t waste any time. “You want two things,” she began. “One, that nobody ever sees the pictures. And two, the pictures destroyed. Both events are doable, but how long it takes to accomplish is up to you. Brad has the easier job, and probably isn’t going to push back.” She looked to her cousin.

“Brad told me he told you. I swear, he was only supposed to strip naked for Addison one time. I’ll take care of that.”

“No, you will let it go, and for one very good reason. You are going to do what you made Brad do. You’ll have to convince them to not add more. We will come to make sure you do it. I pretty sure we can convince them to let us come and watch.”

Tad’s face turned red, but he didn’t complain.

“And, for all the shit you’ve said and done to Brad over the years, you have a choice to make,” Trisha said. “You can either give him a blowjob, right now, with us watching, or he can name two other girls that you will have to strip naked for. He can also add making you play with yourself if he wants.”

Both boys stared at her, but neither one said anything. Payton noticed her brother’s dick getting hard again and knew what he was thinking about. She decided to change the plan she and Trisha had agreed to while they were outside hiding the pictures. “If you choose the blowjob, Tad has the choice of making you strip for just one other girl. In either case, we have to approve of the girl or girls to make sure it stays a secret.”

“That would be kind of hard to explain,” Brad cut in. “They’d want to know how I got him to do it.”

“What did you tell Addison when she asked that question?” Payton asked him.

“That was easy. Everyone knows he picks on me. They already knew Tad had told me to do it. If I were in charge of him, it would be different. Kids wouldn’t be as willing to believe that.”

“Who would you choose?” Trisha asked.

Brad pretended to be pondering the question. But the truth was, he wanted to punish his cousin, and he knew he would be especially fearful of stripping naked and jacking off in front of Gwen Gainer. He had a crush on her, only she didn’t know it. He waited several seconds before giving out her name.

“No, please, not her,” Tad begged.

His sister laughed. “Why not her?”

“Because, I, uh, just because. Do two girls, neither of them her. Please.”

“Okay, I’m convinced,” Payton said. “Brad, pick two other girls.”

“Thank you,” Tad said.

Brad felt cheated, but didn’t dare complain or he could end up stripping right next to Tad. “Angie Spinner and Sandra Conners,” he said.

“Fine. But we still haven’t heard if Tad is going to give a blowjob and strip naked for Angie and Sandra, of if Brad will have to choose two more girls to watch him play with himself.”

Things were spinning out of control. Tad didn’t trust Angie Spinner very much. She’d promise not to tell, but she’d have her fingers crossed as she said it. Everyone would know. He needed to take the shortest road out of this mess, no matter how horrible it would be.

“I’ll do the blowjob as long as Brad doesn’t pick Angie Spinner or Gwen Gainer,” he said. He meant for it to sound like he didn’t mind sucking his cousin’s dick, but it came out sounding weak.

“Done, but no other changes in who he selects,” Trisha said. She’d hoped and prayed that he would choose the blowjob. Not only would she embarrass him fully by being able to watch him do it, but then Payton had added making him strip and jack off in front of another girl!

“Great, that’s settled. But before you do that, first, my brother gets repaid for what he did to you. By his request, you removed all of your pubic hair, now the same happens to him.” She turned to her brother. “Do you want to do it, or have me and Trisha do it? Or even Tad.”

“It isn’t as easy as I thought it would be,” Tad said to Brad. “And I don’t really want to do it, so you might want them to take care of it.”

“This isn’t fair, I never did anything wrong,” Brad complained. “You gave me permission to make him lose his pubes.”

“Actually, we never did,” Trisha said. “You asked if we would help, and we said we would. It was always your idea, not ours.”

Brad played the conversation back in his head, and realized she was right. His best argument against suffering the same fate was now shot down. He was screwed, and he knew it.

“Damn it! Okay, you’re right. Will you two do me?”

His sister and Trisha smiled as they grabbed the cream and the razor. Trisha spread the shaving cream around, getting her cousin hard as she worked. She was careful to not make him shoot, saving that for her brother’s mouth.

Payton finished the job with the razor. She also was careful not to make her brother fire off his load. When it was done, they used a towel to wipe him clean. Then they checked his armpits, but found them already hairless, and announced that he was done and ready for Tad.

“Do you cum?” Tad asked.

“Yeah, ever since I turned twelve,” his cousin responded.

Tad looked down at his cousin, lying naked on the bed, his dick jerking up and down. Feeling slightly sick, he got on his knees and leaned his head over Brad’s middle. He forced himself to overcome his revulsion and took the pink head into his mouth. It wasn’t as horrible as he thought it might be, but he could feel it still trying to twitch. He took all of it in, his tongue working around the tip and then the bottom.

“Feels good,” Brad muttered. “Damn good. A little faster please.”

Ted ignored his cousin’s directions and just kept doing as he’d begun. He could feel the solidness in Brad’s dick, and was conscious of the slight whimpering sounds his cousin was making with each down stroke. After many cycles, he heard a change in Brad’s breathing, and saw his thigh muscles clench and knew it was about over.

He steadied himself for something he had tasted before. Cum. Never another boy’s. But he had tasted his own. Once, just to see how it tasted. And a second time, just out of curiosity. As he recalled it, Brad pushed up, driving his dick in deep, and seconds later the first shot exploded into his mouth. Slightly salty, and otherwise nearly tasteless. There were four more bursts following the first one. All told, it was most likely less than a table spoon in volume. He forced himself to swallow it down as he pulled his head up and back.

It left their sisters momentarily speechless. Payton recovered first. “Okay, I guess you’ve earned your clothing and bedding back.” She headed for the door, and Trisha followed. They returned a few minutes later with everything except the pictures.

Left alone, the boys dressed in silence. They each looked anywhere except at the other. Half an hour later, their sisters entered without knocking. They looked at the two boys.

“What’s the problem?” Payton asked. “You got your clothes back. Nothing more is going to happen until we get back home.”

“My life is over if he ever tells what I did,” Tad muttered.

“I won’t. Just stop picking on me. In fact, I’ll even let you decide which girl you’re going to strip naked for. That way you don’t have to worry about who I might pick.”

“I never really made you strip for Addison. I said you had to, and I called and told her to expect you and to let you do it. But I figured for sure you would chicken out. I was surprised when she called me and said you’d gotten naked for her. Of course, she didn’t tell me the rest of it. Was that even true? Did Chloe see you too?”

“Hell yes, and Shelly Mitchell and Nina Granger too,” Brad said. “And because of that, they are now also going to see you naked too.”

“And jack off,” Trisha added with a laugh. “Maybe more if they want.”

Tad turned and stared at his sister. He hated her smile. And he knew right then that she was going to tell Addison she could make him do more stuff. Maybe more girls.

“SHIT!” he said suddenly. “You’re going to tell her to invite Gwen Gainer, aren’t you.”

“Yes,” his sister laughed. “You got so worked up when Brad was going to pick her that I knew you’d have a cow. You accepted sucking Brad’s dick and letting him invite two more girls to see you just to have him not choose her. And now she is still going to see you naked.”

“That’s, damn it, that’s just cruel. You set me up on purpose. Please don’t invite her. I’ll do…” He paused.

“You’ll do what? Anything? Yeah, I kind of figured that. I might not have her invited if you make a good enough offer. Think it over, and you can tell me how much it matters to you when we get home.”

She dropped her share of the clothing, bedding, and towels and she and Payton left.

“Did you know she was tricking me?” Tad turned to Brad.

“No. Hell no. My sister knows that I’m mostly scared of you. Like now, when you’re angry. They haven’t told me any of what was going to happen. I think they are making all this up as they go. What are you going to do to try and get out of it?”

“Nothing. Maybe. I don’t know. Maybe it won’t matter if she sees me or not. I mean, I can never get up enough courage to ask her out or anything. It isn’t like were boy-friend and girl-friend.” He paused, and then another thought occurred to him. “You knew that I like her. That’s why you picked her. How?”

“A million ways. The way your eyes glaze over when you see her. The picture you cut from the paper when she set a school record in the swim meet. You taped it inside your locker. Not because she set a new record, but because she was in a bathing suit. It gave you a boner many times while you stared at it.”

“Hell, if you figured it out from that, others probably did too. I never knew it was that obvious. I’ll bet even Gwen knows. Stripping in front of her is going to really suck.”

“So, I take it you’re going to do it?”

“I don’t think I have a lot of choice. I don’t want the picture my sister has shared with anyone. And I am certain that she will pick dozens of kids who would never tell an adult and show it. Me, almost fourteen, with no little hairs around my dick.”

“When you strip for the girls, they are going to see it anyway. No way to hide the fact.”

Tad had thought of that. “That’s true, but with her having the picture, she can continue to make me do more and more stuff. With the girls, I can say I made a stupid bet or something and lost. But that picture was taken here, and neither of our sisters have a polaroid camera. Showing that is different. And she can continue to show it. Or leave it somewhere where other kids would find it and say she never knew anything about it. She’d claim that I left it where kids would find it, or that you did. No, the picture needs to be destroyed, and I need to know that it has been. I need to see her destroy it. You should be concerned about the one Payton has of you.”

For a moment, Brad thought he didn’t need to worry. Payton would never do that to him. But he knew that Trisha would. And then he had a new thought. “Do you think the boys really planned to strip me at the lake, or do you think my sister put it up to them when she left the cabin?”

“I don’t know, but like you said, your stripping was much worse than mine. You said it just kept getting worse and worse. And three boys took your suit, while only the one tricked me into giving him mine. It does kind of point to the fact that she might have initiated the whole thing.”

“Damn, I was a fool,” Brad said. “That was why she threatened to leave me here naked with you. She knew you were pissed, and I’d be completely defenseless. She knew I’d go with her and Trisha to the lake.” His mind continued going down that path. “That means I need to get her picture destroyed as much as you do. If she did it once, she’ll do it again.”

The topic was not producing anything but fear, and it might not happen at all. Maybe the girls were only going to do what had been discussed already. But maybe not. Tad decided they needed to change the subject.

“How was the blowjob?”

The question surprised Brad, and pulled his mind out of the bottomless pit it was sinking into. He had to consider how to answer it for a few seconds before speaking.

“It was okay. No, good. I’ve nothing to compare it to, it’s the only one I’ve ever had. It was better than jacking off. But unless you force me to, I don’t plan on repaying you. If that’s what you’re leading up to.”

“No,” Tad simply said. “You have always been so submissive. It was easy to pick on you. I never really gave it any thought. It became automatic. Now I see what a prick I was. I’m going to change. I didn’t enjoy giving it, but it was due. You’re allowed to have enjoyed it.”

“I have to pick one more girl for you to strip for. I said you could decide.”

Tad had to think. Then it hit him. A shy girl, one who didn’t have a lot of friends. “Hanna Murphy.”

Brad pictured the girl. Kind of plain looking, she was one who always kept to herself. “Good choice. I’ll tell the girls tomorrow.”

They stayed up late talking about anything, and they didn’t wake up until the next morning when Brad’s dad knocked once on the door and then opened it with his key.

“Hey, we just got back. Get up, we’re going to grab a quick breakfast and then hit the road.” He waited until he saw movement from each of the boys and then left.

Brad sat up and looked at the time. “Shit, it’s like almost ten in the morning,” he said. The two boys got up and got dressed and joined the girls and their parents for breakfast.

The ride home was much quieter. Both parents commented on it, but decided to enjoy peace and quiet for a change. The closer they got to home, the more the butterflies in Tad’s stomach got going.

It was two days later that Tad found himself traveling along with his sister and Payton to Addison Maple’s house. He was very nervous. Nothing had been said about the pictures, and he’d searched Trisha’s room and every hiding place he could think of without finding anything incriminating.

“You’re in luck, sort of,” his sister said when they were nearly there. “Gwen won’t be there. She wants to meet with you more privately.”

Tad wanted to ask why, but he was afraid his voice would break if he spoke, and he didn’t want to give his sister that pleasure.

Although the girl he loved wasn’t there, it was still going to be horrible. Not only were Addison and Chloe there, but also Shelly Mitchell and Nina Granger, the two girls Addison had invited to watch Brad strip the second time.

“So, you got caught making your cousin come here and giving us a show,” Addison stated to start things off.

“I didn’t…”

“Don’t start trying to convince her that my brother came here of his own free will,” Payton warned.

“Yeah, okay,” Tad muttered. Without a word, he started to lift his shirt off over his head.

“Wait,” Addison ordered. When he let his shirt fall back down, she continued. “Dance while you strip. And sing something. Anything. Look happy, and keep looking at us. Brad had to come here twice. If you do a good enough job today, you won’t have to return.”

In his mind, Tad let out a string of cuss words and threats. He tried to think of a song. But it turned out, he didn’t need to. Chloe turned on the television and selected a video of Rod Stewart singing “Do You Think I’m Sexy?”.

“That song,” she said. She let it play all the way through, and then changed to a screen shot of the lyrics. “Strip while you sing, and like my sister said, don’t look away from us.”

All the girls began giggling.

Stripping was something horrible that he’d convinced himself he had to do. But now it was a thousand times worse. He knew nothing about dancing, and hated singing in public. And he knew this was all his sister’s idea.

Rocking back and forth and sometimes taking a step or two sideways, he got started. But as he began the opening verse, he was stopped again.

“No, dance like this,” the twelve-year-old girl said. She made more suggestive motions, pushing her hips forward and back while keeping her legs moving. “Start again, and get it right or we’ll make you come back.”

It was pure hell, but he never wanted to step foot into this house again. He stripped quickly, at this point, that was the easiest part. He was just pushing down his boxers when he got to the chorus section. As he sang “If you really need me, just reach out and touch me…” Chloe did just that. As he continued dancing and singing, she held his ball sack in one hand and held the shaft of his dick with her other.

What happened before he reached the ending was inevitable. The horror of the scene wasn’t enough for his body to not react to a warm hand on his dick and another gently squeezing his balls. His orgasm was unstoppable, and he shot out several globs of thin sperm.

Chloe let him go and his dick slowly deflated. The girls were cheering.

“Now, play with it – jack off is what Brad called it,” Addison said.

“I, uh, I can’t. Not after what…” He couldn’t finish the sentence. A girl had jacked him off in front of others. It should have been a wonderful thing, but instead he felt horrible.

“Fine. Come back tomorrow and we can start over,” Addison said. “You can dress now.”

“No, wait, I can, I just need a few seconds,” he said. He never wanted to return here. And next time he was sure would be even worse.

“So, you want us to stand around and wait until you get up enough courage to show us how a boy plays with himself?”

He was stroking his dick, trying to get it hard. But it wasn’t cooperating.

“No, it isn’t because I’m afraid. It is, uh, biological. It takes a bit of time. Please, I’ll do it, just give me seven or eight minutes. That should be enough.”

“I’ll give you five. But only if you agree to do a special dare just for me. One your sister and cousin haven’t approved. But if you agree to do it, you don’t need their approval.”

“Okay, what is the dare?”

“Oh, you won’t find that out until you jack off for us. Do you agree, or would you rather come back tomorrow. Of course, I might want to invite a few more friends. And maybe my sister would find another song for you to sing.”

He glanced at his cousin and sister. Payton looked surprised and perhaps worried. But Trisha was smiling. He was sure she was part of it. Whatever the dare was, it would be horrible. But he’d be in the same position if he came back. He was sure she’d jack him during his performance, and then he’d be expected to do it again immediately afterwards.

“Okay,” he said. He felt a little life as blood started pooling in his dick again.

He had no idea how long it really took. None of the girls were looking at a clock or their phones, their eyes were all glued on his privates as he stroked his dick, trying to shoot. He was sure it had been ten minutes, perhaps longer. But at least he knew he was close.

He stroked it for another couple of minutes, and then he was ready. He expected to shoot less after having already cum once, but his hand was more experienced at doing this than Chloe’s had been, and it was done better, resulting in a surprising amount of discharge.

“Very good,” Addison said, clearly not faking her happiness. “Now, all you have to do is mop my floor and you can get dressed and leave.”

“What about the dare?” Trisha asked.

“Oh, yeah, that.” Addison turned to him. “It will happen this weekend. I’ll let you know when and where Saturday morning. Don’t make any plans for that day.”

She went and got a mop and a bucket and the six girls watched as he mopped the entire kitchen floor, not just where his cum still reflected light in the seven places it had landed. But at least once he was done, he was given his clothes back and could leave. Payton and Trisha stayed behind, and he could only hope they’d shutdown the dare somehow. But he knew that wasn’t likely to happen.





Tad mostly stayed in his room the rest of the day rather than look at his sister’s smile.

The next day found him at Hanna Murphy’s house. Again, his sister and Payton were with him.

“I was told you’d do something horribly embarrassing,” she said once they were all in the house. “Something I find hard to believe you’d do in front of me.”

“Just tell him what you want and we’ll see just how well he honors you,” Trisha stated.

She blushed. “I want to see you, uh, you know…” She couldn’t finish the sentence. Instead, she made a circle of the thumb and finger on her right hand and moved it back and forth in front of her groin.

“Did you want him naked for that?” Payton asked with a giggle. “I’m sure he’ll agree to it if you tell him you want to see all of him.”

Tad could see her shyness in the way she moved and looked. He had nothing against her. He figured girls were probably just like boys. She wanted him naked. He had nothing to gain by making her say it.

“You want me naked, and then you want to watch me jack off,” he said.

Her face turned an even darker shade of red and she broke eye contact with him. But she whispered two words. “Yeah. That.”

He didn’t keep her waiting. He quickly removed his clothes. He thought the more often he did it in front of girls, the easier it would become, but so far that wasn’t the case.

“Oh my,” she said as he lowered his boxers. “You’re just a little boy.”

Trisha and Payton laughed.

At first he was confused, and then he remembered. He didn’t have any pubes. It was his turn for a deep blush.

“I had to remove my pubes,” he said softly. “I got caught doing something, and Trisha and Payton found out. That, and my being here, is to keep them from telling my parents.” It was the lie he’d been told to tell.

He got started. His dick was already mostly hard, and just a few strokes finished the job. At least Hanna hadn’t demanded he look at her watching him as he did it. Just as good was that neither had his sister nor Payton. That allowed him to focus his attention on objects in the house.

He managed to finish quickly. The only difference was that last night Trisha had told him to not make a mess on the floors. Instead, he was to catch his discharge in his hand and then lick his hand clean. Another order used solely to humiliate him. But he did it.

Once dressed, they returned home for lunch and a bit of a rest. However, Tad wasn’t very hungry due to the fact that the next, and final stop, was one he wanted most to avoid. But attendance was mandatory. This time, only his sister went with him. He knocked on Gwen Gainer’s door around three in the afternoon.

She invited them in, and she and Trisha sat on a comfortable-looking couch while he stood facing them. “Tell me why you’re here,” she began.

The statement surprised him. Why indeed? He wondered. The room was silent except for the ticking of a clock behind him as he pondered the answer.

“Take your shoes and socks off,” Gwen said after several seconds. “Don’t misunderstand, you are going to end up totally naked, but unless you give complete and honest answers to my questions, we’ll do it in parts. I believe it will be more humiliating that way.”

He bent over and untied his sneakers and then used the toe of his opposite foot to get them off. He bent over again to remove each sock. The action gave him time to think, however, all he could think about was her statement that he was going to end up naked. He always knew that, but hearing her say it as if it didn’t matter was more upsetting.

“Now, again, tell me why you are here.”

“Trisha is doing this to punish me,” he said. It sounded false, even to him.

“Take your shirt off,” Gwen said softly. “That may or may not be true, but it doesn’t answer the question. Why are you being punished, and more importantly, why am I part of your punishment?”

He was almost shaking as he pulled his shirt off. He didn’t have a tee shirt on under it, so his upper body was now exposed. The room suddenly felt cold.

“I, uh, made my cousin do something, that’s why I’m being punished. And…”

“I guess I’m not making myself clear,” Gwen interrupted him. “Complete and honest answers. What did you make your cousin do? You have a lot of cousins I’m sure, so which one? And why is your sister punishing you and not that cousin. Remove your shorts before you try to answer the basic question of why you are here. And I should warn you, punishments will be awarded for each time I have to repeat a question. You are currently at three.”

This time, he was shaking a bit as he unsnapped, unzipped, and let his shorts fall to the floor. He stepped out of them. His hands found their way over his boxer-covered groin, where inside his dick was already getting hard. He was surprised, and a bit distracted, that neither of the girls made him move his hands.

“Brad Smith, that cousin,” he began. “I was pissed at him and …” he paused, seeing the look on Gwen’s face. Why did he tell Brad to go to Addison’s house and strip? He couldn’t remember.

“It was last year, last summer, uh, I think July…”

“Too much detail, but you’re doing better. Last summer is good enough. What happened?”

“He uh, I don’t remember…” And then it came to him. Brad had called him an asshole. They had been talking about girls they liked, and he said Addison Maple.

“No, wait, it just came to me. We were talking about girls, and he told me He liked Addison Maple. I made a joke about her, and he called me an asshole. I told him to go to her house and strip naked for her. He never even argued, he just did it. Only it wasn’t just her who saw him. Her sister, Chloe, was there. They made him jerk off and then come back again the next day, when two other girls were also there to see him and watch him play with himself. I didn’t know that until we were at Valley View RV. So, for what I did to him, I’m being punished. And we’re here because you were the girl I like. I never told him that, but he knew. He was going to make me strip naked in front of you, but I talked him out of it. But Trisha,” he turned and looked at his sister, “She made me come here.”

“That isn’t true,” Trisha said. “I never made you come here.”

He thought. That couldn’t be true. But he replayed the events in his mind. He thought she was going to be at Addison’s house, but she wasn’t.

“I, uh, it wasn’t a lie, I just thought that’s how it happened. She was going to have you at Addison Maple’s house when I did my turn there, but you weren’t. And then when she said we had an appointment here at three, I just, uh, accepted it.” What he didn’t say was that was exactly what Brad had done when he told his cousin to go to Addison’s house. He didn’t threaten him, or force him, he just did it.

“See? Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” She laughed. “Unlike your penis that you are trying so hard to hide. Move your hands to the sides and you can keep your boxers on. For now.”

He had to force his hands to his sides. His erection pushed the front of his boxers out several inches.

“Are you a bully?” Gwen asked. “Give me examples of the mean things you have done. For starters, have you ever pantsed another boy?”

He had to be careful here. He wanted to say he’d only really done it once, which was kind of true. But that was a dangerous answer. He gave a better one.

“Chad Croker,” he began. “I think it was fourth grade. I threatened to beat him up if he didn’t lower his pants. I guess that’s the same as pantsing him. And in fifth grade, I did the same to Steve Wright. Only I made him take his shorts off completely and give them to a girl. He was in his white briefs for over an hour before he got them back. The only boy I ever pantsed was Marcus Shelby. Last summer, when we were twelve. I took his bathing suit at Rock Creek and left him naked. I heard a dozen girls ended up seeing him.” He tried to think, making sure he wasn’t forgetting anyone.

“I was there,” Trisha said. “He was cute, but he mostly kept his hands over his dick so I didn’t get to see much. But he wouldn’t tell anyone who took his suit. Why didn’t he tell us you did it?”

He had to think, but nothing came to mind. “I don’t remember. I probably threatened him with worse if he did.”

“Okay,” Gwen said. “I also saw poor Marcus that day. So, we’ve established that you are a bully. Let’s move…”

“I was a bully. I’m not going to be one again,” Tad thought it important to get that out there. And he meant it.

“Okay, good to hear,” Gwen said without giving any indication the interruption bothered her. “Changing topics. How long is your penis?”

Tad’s ears got so hot he thought they might catch fire. “Four and three-eighths inches long,” he said softly.

“We are going to confirm that later,” Gwen began. “How often do you measure it, and how old is that number?”

Tad felt like crying. Saying very private stuff; to a girl he adored. And with his sister sitting right next to her. “No set schedule. Maybe once a month. Sometimes more often. And I did just before we went to the RV place, so a few days ago. Maybe a week, I don’t remember when exactly.”

“How often do you masturbate?”

Tad thought the room was getting very hot, but knew it was just him. He began to sweat from the stress of answering such personal questions. Lying didn’t even occur to him.

“Again, no set schedule, but at least once a week. I think the most times was about four nights in one week.”

“Explain how you do it, where you mostly do it, the weirdest place you’ve done it, and if you are totally naked. And, when you first ejaculated, assuming you do.”

“I do. I first did it shortly after turning twelve. I made a reference to it in my journal.” He suddenly paused, seeing the expression on Trisha’s face. She hadn’t known he kept a journal, and now she did. And he was sure she was going to read it.

Gwen broke him out of his thoughts. “I know I asked a lot of questions, but you only answered one of them. You have to try harder; the punishments are not going to be fun for you.”

He had to think of what she asked. “Uh, I do it like this.” He demonstrated with an invisible dick, holding his right hand the way he did it with his real one. He expected them to make him show it, but they just both sat there smiling at him. He knew it was coming, but he had to continue with answering questions.

He had to think for a few seconds before attempting the next question.

“The weirdest place was my living room. It was early evening, and I felt like daring myself. My sister and a friend of hers were in her room, our parents were out, and I stripped off my clothes and did it on the couch. Then I went back to my room.”

“You did that more than once, didn’t you,” Trisha accused.

He had to think again. “Not jack off, but I did go through the house naked while you were home. I was going to jack off, but I heard you coming and I had to hide. You never saw me.”

“I saw your room was empty when I went to go to the bathroom. The clothes you’d been wearing were scattered on the floor of your room. I looked for you. Where were you?”

“I went out the backdoor.” His ears were getting hotter again.

“You were outside totally naked?” She laughed. “I wish I’d guessed that. I would have made sure the house was locked up tight.”

“Have you been outside naked other than that time?” Gwen asked.

“Most recently, at the campground we were at. A boy took – no, he lied to me and because I believed the lie, I gave him my suit. I had to get out of the lake and all the way back to the cabin naked. Lots of kids saw me. I also dared Roger Sandstone to go a mile up the trail along the creek. He said he would if I did. We both did. We nearly got caught twice, but in the end, nobody saw us.”

“When was this?” Trisha asked. This was a side of her brother that she’d never even suspected.

“A month ago,” Tad answered. “Oh, that might also qualify as a weird place. We both jacked off laying next to each other ten feet off the trail before we got dressed.”

“Have you ever gotten or given a blowjob?” Gwen asked.

“Never got one, but in a deal with Brad, I gave him one the last night we were at the campground.”

“Last question, at least for now,” Gwen said. “Have you ever looked up to see how you measure up to other boys? And if you have, what was the result. If not, where you think you stand.”

“Uh, damn, yes,” he muttered. “I’m about on the fifty percent line in terms of length. I guess that means I’m bigger than half the boys and smaller than the other half. Average, is where I think I am.”

He was unaware that his dick was jerking around until the girls looked down at his center and both laughed. As soon as he realized it, he covered up with his hands.

“Oh, you were doing so well,” Gwen said. “Take off the boxers.”

He’d known all along he would end up naked. But knowing it, and making it happen were two very different things. He froze.

“You will regret this. Raise your hands above your head,” Gwen said, impatience sounding in her voice.

Tad reluctantly uncovered and raised his hands. He kept his eyes on the girl he loved as she got up and approached him. Without any hesitation, she pulled the top of his boxers out and looked down.

“Nice. Hairless, just as promised. For not removing your underpants when told to do so, you will remain hairless until the end of the year. Every two weeks you will rotate between your sister, Payton, and me. We will ensure that any new growth is removed. Is that clear?”

“Yes,” he whimpered. He nearly fell over as she pulled his boxers down to his ankles.

“Step out of them. You also will not wear any underpants at all for the rest of the year. You will put them in the wash, but not wear them. Is that also clear?”

“Yes,” he answered.

“Punishment number 1, she continued. “From now until the end of the year, every time you play with yourself, you will catch your discharge in your hand and eat it. Don’t get caught not doing that. Number 2: When your parents are not home, you will remain naked. You will not use your room for more than an hour other than sleeping, and unless you have permission from your sister, the door to your room and to the bathroom will remain open. Your sister is allowed to have guests over. You will have to come up with a reason for why you are naked.”

Gwen looked from the shaking boy to his sister. “You need to be very careful who you allow over. If it isn’t someone you can absolutely trust, you will allow your brother to close the doors to his room and the bathroom. Otherwise, those doors stay open at all times, even when he is sleeping or changing clothes. She turned to him. “That rule applies even when either of your parents are home. You will sleep naked.

She turned back to Tad. “Punishment number 3: Each of the boys you pantsed will have the opportunity to do it back to you. I will coach them as to when and where. You will not resist, nor will you retaliate in any way. When people ask why you let it happen, tell them it is payback for doing the same to them.”

“But they weren’t naked. Well, I guess Chad was, but not Steve or Marcus. If I don’t have underpants on…”

“Then whoever is around you will see you,” Gwen said. “Yes, you got it. And unlike Chad, you will not cover up. And that brings us to punishment number 4. Each time you get pantsed, you will allow the boy to spank you on your bare butt. When the prescribed number of hits have been delivered, he will be allowed to give you corner time, only there probably won’t be any corners, so you’ll just have to stand there. I will inform them as to how much corner time they can give you. Only after that time is up may you put any clothing you were wearing back on. And if you cover up, that punishment will be repeated. Any questions?”

Even if he had one, Tad was too shaken to speak. This was horrible.

“I see you lost your erection,” Gwen said. “Get it back, and then we’ll see how accurate your measurement was. You said it was four and three-eighths inches long, right?”

He nodded.

“I’ll be back with a ruler in a second. Get it hard, or we might have to invite some more girls over to see if that helps you get another erection.” She left the room.

“The pictures won’t be destroyed until those punishments are done,” Trisha said to him. She smiled as she watched him touching himself.

Gwen returned with a ruler. She looked at him and shook her head. “I want to watch you play with yourself, but you seem to be having some difficultly. Who should I call to help you get what you boys call a boner?” She asked as she sat back down next to Trisha.

“Please, no one. It’s getting hard, see?” He moved his hands. “Give me a little more time.”

“You are lucky I do find you a bit interesting,” she said. “But I won’t wait forever.”

It took a minute or so before he had a full-fledged erection again. As soon as he moved his hands, Gwen got up and approached with the ruler. His dick twitched as she held it against the shaft.

Tad was conflicted. He was horribly embarrassed at being measured by a girl he liked while his sister sat and watched. But her hand felt warm and wonderful on his dick. He felt his balls tighten, but just in time, Gwen let go of his dick.

“You were honest. I have it an eighth of an inch longer than you said it was, but that’s too little of an error to punish you for. Now, go ahead and play with it.”

It didn’t take long. Her hand had ensured that. At the very last moment he remembered her rule that he had to catch and eat it and nearly missed the first burst. When the last one came out, she asked him to hold out his hand and show her how much he produced.

“Not very impressive. I expected more. Go ahead and get rid of it.”

He licked his palm clean and swallowed.

“I’ll be in touch for the other punishments. Put your shorts back on, and put the boxers in a pocket. I’ll be in touch with you for the other punishments soon.”

He dressed, and was about to leave when she stopped him.

“One last thing,” she said. “I like you too. This was fun for me, and maybe you don’t like me anymore. We’ll see. But when we get back in school, you can hang out with me or even ask me out if you want. Until then, I enjoyed this show very much.”

He wanted to say something, anything, but he became tongue-tied again. He headed home. Trisha stayed behind.

When he arrived, he found that his parents were not home. He made a sandwich and sat at the kitchen table pondering his fate.

When Trisha returned, the first thing she said upon entering was that he needed to strip naked. “And, because I had to tell you, other punishments will be added,” she said once he removed his shorts.

“Why are you naked?” she asked immediately.

“Because of the rule Gwen gave me,” he responded.

“Nope, wrong answer. What did she say you had to do if someone sees you naked in the house?”

He had to think. “I have to come up with a reason why I’m naked.”

“That’s right. So why are you naked?”

He struggled to come up with any reasonable answer to her question. Why on earth would he be naked when other people were around? Nothing was coming to mind. While he thought, the doorbell rang.

“Keep thinking while I see who this is,” his sister said. She headed to the front door. He suddenly realized that he might only have moments before she brought someone else into the house and he’d have to be able to answer the question. It didn’t help him in coming up with a reason.

His sister returned accompanied by one of his friends from down the street, Tim West.

“Shit dude, you’re naked,” he exclaimed as soon as he entered the kitchen.

Tad’s hands involuntarily flew to cover his groin. He saw Trisha smile and shake her head, and pulled them back.

“Yeah, I was about to take a shower and came to the kitchen to get something to eat first,” he said. “I didn’t expect Trisha to invite someone in.”

“You let your little sister see you naked?” Tim asked with a laugh.

He didn’t have an answer for that, so instead he asked, “What’s up?” He saw that Tim couldn’t keep his eyes up, he was staring at his midsection. It was very odd to stand there totally naked in front of his friend.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go to the park and shoot some baskets,” Tim said. “I’ll give you twenty dollars to go just as you are now,” he added with a laugh.

Tad saw his sister point to his shorts. He walked over to where he’d dropped them and put them on. Trisha mouthed the words ‘nothing else’ at him from behind Tim’s back. He put on his shoes while looking at his sister, who didn’t stop him.

“Sure, lets go,” he said. He saw Tim smile as they headed for the door. He felt uncomfortable leaving the yard without a shirt on, but knew he didn’t have any choice.

They shot baskets for a while. Non-competitively, just taking turns. After a while, Tim held the ball and asked again why Tad had been naked. “I’d rather get the truth.”

“I got into trouble. To keep my sister from telling my parents, I have to do a bunch of stuff. Horrible stuff, like being naked. A lot! But don’t tell her I told you that.”

“I figured it had to be something like that,” Tim admitted. “I know you, and you’re pretty modest. And now that I’ve seen you, I can see why. I’m supposed to lead you back into the woods a little way. I was told I’d get a reward for it. I’m going to go where Gwen Gainer told me to take you. You can follow if you dare. I’m kind of curious about what is going to happen, so sorry for this, but I hope you follow me.” He began walking off.

Tad knew he’d get even more punishments if he didn’t go, so he followed along. Once behind a stand of evergreen trees with needles all the way to the ground, he heard someone running up from behind him. He forced himself to keep looking at Tim’s back, sure he was about to be pantsed.

Tim turned to the left, away from the evergreen trees that shielded them from the trail, and then Tad saw Chad Croker and Steve Wright standing there. He guessed that Marcus Shelby must be the boy behind him even though he no longer heard him. This was different than he’d expected.

As he stopped, Chad and Steve approached him.

“Hey guys, I’m sorry for what I did to you,” he began, but before he could say more, the boys pushed him backwards. He tried to take a step and tripped over someone who had been kneeling behind him. As he fell, Marcus rolled over and grabbed the shorts.

With his legs up in the air after tumbling over Marcus’ back, the shorts were quickly removed. It was then that the other two boys grabbed his arms and pulled him towards the trees. His ass slid across the rough grass that grew there, and an occasional small stone scraped under him, but he was being pulled too fast to get to his.

Once they reached the trees, he was pulled up. The boys worked rapidly, and before he could do anything, he was on his knees with his arms tied to two trees next to him. A fourth boy was there, one he hadn’t seen until now – Danny West.

Tim stepped up to him. “I assume you remember my cousin,” he said, pointing to Danny.

“I knew you both had the same last name, but I didn’t know you were cousins.”

“Is that why you pantsed him naked?”

“I never did! Not him.” Tad tried to remember if he really had.

“You did too,” Steve Wright said. “I was there. It was the year he was visiting before his family moved here. He was just eight then, and you were nine. You took his suit from him in the pool in my backyard.”

Suddenly it came back to him. Tad had done it. He’d completely forgotten it. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I forgot.”

“Well, I never did,” Danny said. “I was always scared of you. I asked Tim to beat you up, but he said you two were friends and wouldn’t do it. But now I get my revenge. You don’t get untied until I say so. And, me and the other boys you pantsed get to spank you. We’ll get started with that in a few minutes.”

Tad knew then that his sister and Gwen knew he’d omitted pantsing the boy when they asked for all the boys he’d done that too. And he knew that getting untied was going to cost him. Only he had no idea what the price would be.

After a few minutes, Trisha, Payton, and Gwen showed up. With them was Angie Spinner, the girl he’d made deals from before to keep from involving her in his punishments. He knew that if she were here, within days, every girl in town would know she’d seen him and what he looked like.

“Now we can get started with your spanking,” Danny announced. “Count out each strike or it won’t count.” Without any warning, he landed the first strike. It stung a little and Tad said “One,”.

Fourteen more were added, and by the time he was done, both of Tad’s butt cheeks were warm. Then Chad Croker took his turn. Tad counted out all fifteen from him. Now his butt cheeks were on fire. If he could stand, he knew he’d be dancing.

Marcus Shelby almost brought tears to his eyes, and after the first strike from Steve Wright, Tad was crying. None of the kids watching showed any signs of sympathy for him. But by the time Tad reached his last fifteen count, his ass was on fire.

“That’s half way,” Danny announced. “You now have a choice. We continue with the spankings, or you tell the girls they can call any other kids they want instead of the second round of spanking. Which will be fifteen times from each of us.”

There was no way he could stand that. “You can call other kids,” he mumbled through his pain.

Something cold was applied to his ass, and Gwen held a tissue in front of his nose so he could blow. Whatever had been rubbed on his butt eased the pain considerably.

The girls got started with cell phones.

Over the next several hours, he lost count of how many kids came and saw him naked. All commented on the fact that he had no pubic hair, and that his butt was bright red. As near as he could tell, every girl from his school and many more form the elementary school plus many from the high school had seen him. About half as many boys did too. Most from his grade and lower.

As the last ones were wondering off, Danny approached him.

“I’m told I only have one thing left to do. Untie you. All you have to do is agree to my terms. Or, you can ask my cousin to untie you. Which of us do you choose?”

It was obviously a loaded question. Which had the worst punishment?

“You are the one I wronged. Tim might be pissed at me for what I did to you, but he’s had years to make me pay for it and never did. So, I want you to untie me.”

“You loose Tim,” Danny said. “You were right.” The boy turned back to Tad. “You’re lucky. For picking me, you don’t have to do both choices. Mine is that you give a blowjob to me and the other three boys you pantsed. Here, right after the other girls leave.”

“What was Tim’s punishment?” Tad asked.

“He’ll tell you, if you agree to blow him too,” Danny said before his cousin could speak. “Or, you’ll just have to wonder if you really did make the right choice. Do you still want to know?”

“No,” Tad said. He did want to know, but he wasn’t going to make it getting worse.

“We’ll do this in the order that you pantsed us,” Danny said. “That puts me first.”

Once the girls were gone, the boy lowered his shorts and underwear. For twelve, he was hung fairly well, but not excessively. Tad took all of his four inches in and made quick work of it. The boy shot, but not a lot, and he swallowed it down.

Next was Chad Croker. Now thirteen, he was still barely more developed than Danny had been. About the only difference was that he had a bit more pubic hair.

After him came Steve Wright. Also thirteen, but a few months older than Chad. His dick was a bit longer and more than a bit thicker. And when he shot, he produced more cum, and it was thicker and with a stronger taste than either of the first two boys.

Marcus Shelby was no different than Steve, except that it took longer to get him to shoot because twice he pulled out and paused for several seconds before pushing back into Tad’s mouth.

Finally, it was done. The slip knots around his wrists were loosened, allowing him to get free and stand up. His shorts were where he’d removed them, and he dressed. As he headed home, Tim joined him.

“Are you allowed to tell me what would have happened if I had chose you to untie me?” Tad asked as they headed back to his house.

“No, my cousin was trying to trick you. I was the worst choice. If you had picked me, you would have had to do his plan and then me. I wasn’t allowed to give you any hints; you had to make your own choice.”

“Were you ever pissed at what I did to Danny?”

“Not really. He was a year younger than us, and we were just little kids. I kind of thought it was funny.”

“Do you want one? A blowjob?”

“Don’t offer it again or I will take you up on it. You don’t owe me one. But hell yes I want one. We’re friends. But like I said, if you offer it again, I will take it.”

There was a long pause. Tad never extended another offer. After a few minutes, Tim spoke again.

“I am kind of curious about what happened. How your sister is controlling you. And if your punishment is over. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“I made Brad Smith go to Addison Maple’s house and strip naked for her. Actually, I never made him go. I told him he had to. I don’t know if he was scared that I’d do something worse, but he went. It went bad for him. Not only did Addison see him, but her younger sister too. And Shelly Mitchell and Nia Granger. And they made him jerk off. I didn’t know that part until just a few days ago.” He explained how his punishment had started from that and what had happened at the RV camp. He saw Tim’s shorts get pushed out as he talked about the number of girls who had seen him naked there.

“Now my sister and Payton have pictures of me. They show me sucking him off. I have to finish more punishments before they will destroy them. Like being naked in the house whenever my parents are gone. And, I have to eat any cum I produce. Oh, and I am going to be kept hairless until the end of the year. I think I’ll get pantsed a lot too once other kids find out I don’t wear boxers. That was a pretty horrible thought a while back, but now that I think every girl in our school has seen me naked, it doesn’t bother me as much.”

Through the rest of summer and the first few months at school, It turned out about as he expected. He was pantsed a dozen times or so. Each one was embarrassing, but not horrible. Several girls visited while he was kept naked in the house.

The only thing he had wrong was he thought interest in seeing him naked would wain, but girls were always interested and Trisha was suddenly a very popular girl as other girls wanted to be invited over so they could see him.

Every two weeks, he had to report to his sister, his cousin, or Gwen for a treatment to keep his body free of hair from the neck down. It became common for another girl, or sometimes two or three more, to be there to watch or help. Each time, hands rubbing his groin and ball sack to spread the hair removal cream would give him a boner, and he had to jack off and catch his discharge and eat it. That, to him, was the ultimate embarrassment

Word of that quickly spread through his grade, and twice in the locker room after gym he was forced to jack off and then clean his palm while his peers laughed. While he was generally the only one naked, he could see that nearly all the boys watching got boners of their own.

Finally, the year ended. And true to their word, every picture of him was burned while he watched. He trusted that none of them had been photographed or copied and stored electronically. He never heard anyone mention that they had seen one, so he was pretty sure that Trisha and Payton didn’t cheat on him.

One positive thing came from it all. He’d never considered himself a bully, but now saw that others saw him as one. He and Brad became better friends, and he made sincere apologies to the boys he’d pantsed plus others he’d scared. His days as a bully had ended.

The following summer, the two families returned to Valley View RV and Camping. Payton had told Cynthia West, Danny’s sister, and Tim’s cousin, about the campground, and her family was there as well. Neither Tad nor Brad mentioned anything to Danny about not going to the lake, and they weren’t surprised to see him return naked on his second day there. Once the girls had let him get his clothing back, they welcomed him to the new club they had just formed.

The End