Waxing the Dolphin

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.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

Author’s Note: This story was written for a reader who frequently comments on my stories. In one comment, he told me what he likes best in a story like this. He knows who he is, and here is what he wanted. One and done, with nothing extra. Enjoy!

Waxing the Dolphin

I was less than happy. I guess that’s a fair statement. My parents had moved us nearly across the country where my dad was starting a new job. It was hard enough leaving my friends, but worse when just over half way to the new place I celebrated my fourteenth birthday in a small diner in the middle of Nowhere, USA. The place didn’t have any cake, so we had apple pie. It came with twelve candles, which the waitress said was all they had.

I know my parents wanted better for me, but that had to be the saddest, loneliest birthday I ever had. The company my dad used to work for was slowly dying. The owner had given up, and dad’s paycheck had gotten smaller each of the last four months. Things were tight, so when the new job opened up, he took it without asking my opinion. Which was probably good, as sometimes I’m too much of an ass to see things from someone else’s perspective.

Everything we owned was in a U-Haul trailer behind dad’s rusting out Cutlass. It had once been his pride and joy. The first car he’d ever owned. But now it was a year older than me. And it hadn’t aged well. The only reason we even stopped at the diner was because the radiator had blown a hose and we needed to walk two miles into a tiny little town to buy a new hose for it. While there, we stopped in the diner for dinner. Dad put the new belt on the car while I held the flashlight. Then he filled the radiator part way from a canteen we had in the car.

We arrived at the new house somewhere in the middle of the night. I was sound asleep in the back seat, and they left me. I woke up with a bright sun shining in my eyes. I was wrapped in a blanket and sweating like a pig as the inside of the car was just slightly cooler than the surface of the sun. I got out and started for the house, if you can call it that, but decided to pee first.

My stream had just started when I heard giggling. Once a good stream of piss has gotten going, you can’t stop it, so all I could do was look around. Fortunately, the person giggling was a boy. He was off to my left side, so he could see most of my dick as it was my right hand that was holding it to make sure I didn’t pee on my shoes.

He walked over right next to me and unzipped. I had a very strange and uneasy feeling about what he had planned, but a moment later a second stream of piss began. He aimed his so it crossed mine.

“I’m Jack. Jack Winslow. I live in that house behind those trees.” He used his dick to point to his house.

I didn’t say anything back. It was kind of odd having a conversation with a kid I’d never seen before while both of us had our dicks out. Finally, my stream reached the end and I shook off the last few drops and put it back inside my pants. Then I turned and looked at him.

My first impression was that he looked to be about my age. But then I looked down. His dick seemed kind of small. He knew I was looking down there, but like me, he couldn’t stop until his bladder was empty. When it was, he surprised the hell out of me.

“Here, have a good look if you want.” He turned to face me and used his hands to spread his zipper as wide as he could. He didn’t have underpants on. “Do you like it?”

“Put it away,” I said sounding angry. I had looked out of nothing more than curiosity. It was kind of interesting. His was the first dick other than my own that I’d ever seen. Well, except for Bart Simpson’s in the cartoon movie where he skateboarded around town naked.

He pushed it inside and zipped up. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to piss you off. I was kind of dared to do it. Me and Walker do a lot of stupid dares. I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want.” He turned.

I knew I was going to need new friends and this wasn’t off to a good start. “Come back, I’m the one who needs to apologize. You just surprised me is all. I didn’t mean to stare. None of my old friends ever showed me their dick before. I guess I was just comparing. I’m Rory Corker, and we just moved here. We got here late last night.”

He turned and held out his hand. The one that had been around his dick a minute ago. I held out mine and we shook. He turned behind him and shouted. “Hey, dickweed, get your lazy ass over here. He barks but he doesn’t bite.”

A moment later a head came out from behind a tree and then another boy about the same size headed for us.

“That’s Walker. Walker Benson. We’re both thirteen. He’ll turn fourteen in a month, but I have to wait another five before my birthday comes.”

That explained the smaller dick he had. I waited until Walker joined us and held out my hand. He took it and we shook. I could tell he was stronger than Jack. Probably stronger than me. He let go right away.

“I’m Walker Benson. I live up the road a bit,” he announced. I gave my name. “Welcome to the end of the world.”

I could feel my eyebrows rise. I wish they didn’t do stuff like that on their own, it gave away too much about me.

“We’re about it as far as boys go,” Walker explained. “The next house with boys is two miles down the road.” He pointed the direction.

“That house over there is home to Jill and Ann Kramer,” Jack stated. “The two best looking girls for miles around.”

“The only two girls for miles around,” Walker said. “At least we got another boy. The people who used to live in your house were older and their kids were grown. They used to visit once or twice a year. One of them had a kid of their own.”

“What happened to them?”

“Old age, I guess. We did a lot of chores for them. But back in the winter old Mr. Shepard slipped and fell, and he ended up in a nursing home. When it was decided he wasn’t going to be able to come back their kids moved their mom to the same place and put the house up for sale. It’s been empty for five months now.”

“What are the two girls like?” I asked.

Walker looked at Jack. “See? I told you he’d fit right in. Already chasing after the Kramer girls.” He turned back to me. “Jill is fourteen. She’s a beauty queen. Ann is a year younger and almost as good looking. They both like to tease us. They’ve offered to teach us something if we’d do a dare where one of us ended up naked.”

“We’re pretty cool with dares, but not that one,” Jack cut in. “Jill said they’d show us something about a dolphin. We don’t have a clue what it means though. Maybe you’re braver than us.”

“Nobody has seen me naked since I was around four years old, and I’m not willing to let two girls I’ve never met be the first.”

“Really? Nobody? Me and Walker have seen each other naked like a thousand times. We go skinny dipping in the stream back there. Other boys too. Once a couple of girls from down the road caught eight of us and took our clothes and hid them. They got to see all of us. It was downright humiliating. Exciting too. I know I got a boner.”

“We were only eleven,” Walker protested. “It didn’t matter.”

“As I recall, you were pumping iron too,” Jack laughed. “All of us were. Even Randy Jones.” He looked at me and said, “Randy is two years older than us. One of the girls who took our clothes was his sister. Boy, was he pissed.”

“But they gave you your clothes back, right?” I asked.

“Hell no. They took them back to their house. We all had to go home naked. Jill and Ann got to see both of us. They laughed about it for weeks afterward.”

I decided then and there that I wasn’t going to go skinny dipping.

“So there’s nothing to do?” I asked. “Back home we shot baskets and played hockey in the winter when the pond froze. Baseball in the summer. Lots of stuff to do.”

“We can shoot baskets if you want,” Walker said. “Jack’s got a hoop. No net though.”

“Rory?” my dad called from the front of the house. “Is that you I hear out there?”

“I gotta go I guess. My parents must be up. We’ve got a full trailer to unload.”

“We’ll help if you want,” Jack offered. “Ain’t much else going on. Later we’ll take you down the road and let you meet the other kids.”

Walker didn’t look real excited, but he didn’t say different. “Come on and meet my folks I guess.” I led the way.

They helped. A lot actually. Over the next month we became good friends. They even convinced me to go skinny dipping with them. And of course, we got caught by two girls. However, they did not steal any clothing. They stood in water up to their knees and got to see as much as they could. When one of the younger boys, I guessed he was about 11, came running out the girls screamed and to my total surprise ran off. But they were laughing. I know I didn’t get seen, but a lot of the boys who were trapped in shallow water by those of us in deeper water complained a bit.

We were now into the middle of summer. It seemed like it rained almost every night, and the days were hot and incredibly humid. I gradually lowered my inhibitions towards clothing. Not that I went around nude, but more and more I was shirtless and in a bathing suit rather than boxers and shorts. Then we had a day when it was cloudy and so humid that water dripped off of cars up until lunch time. Jack proposed a dare.

“We play horse. If you end up spelling Horse you have to go completely naked to The Kramer house and ask Jill what the hell waxing the dolphin means.”

I was scared. I was a bit better than Walker, but not as good as Jack. And I was far from keen on the idea of calling on a girl my age while totally naked.

Walker made the dare worse. “No. He doesn’t go to their house. Their mother might be there and then he’d have a sore butt. No, if you get all 5 letters you get tied naked to four stakes in the ground. Your arms and legs spread to the side. The other two go and tell Jill and Ann where you are.”

Jack quickly accepted the change and they both looked to me. I was horrified by the idea, but I didn’t want to appear to be chicken. They waited while I tried to come up with enough courage.

“Come on, Rory,” Jack pleaded. “We’ll give you a 1-letter lead.”

“We will?” Walker questioned. Jack nodded. Walker didn’t look too happy about it, but he didn’t back out. He looked at me and said the words I didn’t want to hear. “You aren’t going to chicken out even after we give you an advantage or us, are you?”

“No,” I forced myself to say. But I sure hoped it wasn’t me who ended up with Horse spelled out.

It was looking good for a while. I made a couple of very lucky shots and soon it was HO for me, but Walker was at HOR and Jack at HORS. One more miss and it would be Jack who would learn what the term meant.

It fell apart quickly. I missed an easy shot and was tied with Walker. Then, he got to HORS and was tied with Jack. I missed on the next round and we were all one letter away from a horrible ending. We all made the baskets on the next three rounds. On the fourth try, I had a shot that circled the rim twice before rolling out. I was out, but Jack still had to make his shot.

“What happens if there’s a tie?” I asked. Walker was already safe.

He looked at Jack. “Then both of you get staked out.”

I waited for Jack to complain or offer a tie-breaker, but he did neither. He took the ball and stood on the spot he had to shoot from.

He looked scared. He was the best shooter between the three of us, and it wasn’t a hard shot, but he sure looked scared. He put the ball up and it hit the back of the rim and came out.

He looked like his dog had died. I felt sorry for him, even though it was his idea to start with. He’d even given me a 1-letter lead. Without that, I would have lost several rounds ago.

“Get naked Corker,” he said with a smile. I couldn’t tell if it was forced or not. It looked like he didn’t mind. And he was already stripping down.

“I’ll go get what we need and meet you guys over by the tree line,” Walker said. It was easy to see that he was relieved it wasn’t him.

Ten minutes later he made Jack and I pound our stakes into the ground. We were naked, and I was already getting a chubby. Once Walker tested the stakes to make sure they were in tight enough that they wouldn’t pull out, he had us get in position between the six stakes. To save time, we were both tied to the ones in the middle. Our other hands and ankles were then tied to the outer stakes.

I tried to move and couldn’t. I tried to pull any of the stakes free and couldn’t do that either. Whatever was going to happen next was beyond my ability to prevent. Jack seemed relaxed next to me. I had to ask something that had been on my mind since he had lost.

“Did you miss the last shot on purpose?”

He didn’t answer right away. “Was it that obvious?”

“Why?” I questioned. “Do you want her to see you like this?”

“Hell no. But it was my idea. I really thought it would be Walker who would end up here. You made some nice shots, but I saw the nervousness you had and that cost you a couple of points. I want to be your friend when this is over and I was worried you’d be pissed at me forever. I knew Walker might be a little pissed if he’d lost, but we’d still be cool anyway. I didn’t have that much confidence that you’d be like him or me. So, yeah, I missed on purpose. I’d rather you not tell Walker that. Let him gloat at winning a bet over me. I’ll get back at him some other day.”

I tried to think of how I’d behave if it was only me here. I really don’t know how I would have reacted. Maybe I would have ruined the only two friends I really had here. “Thanks,” I offered him. “You’re a total idiot. But maybe it was a good idea. I don’t know how I would have been if it was just me.”

About that time Jill and Ann Kramer showed up. They were both smiling, no surprise there. They were eyeing two naked boys who couldn’t cover anything. My dick rose to the occasion. I looked to my left and saw Jack was hard as well.

“What the hell does waxing the dolphin mean,” I asked.

The two girls stood over us and laughed. “We’ll get to that in a few minutes,” Jill began. “But this is such an adorable sight that we need a few minutes to capture it in our brains forever.”

My dick was twitching. A girl my age and one a year younger were looking from me to Jack and back again. Ann bent down first over Jack. I turned to watch. She gently grabbed his ball sack and felt it. I heard Jack moan, but not in pain.

“Just be careful,” I warned. “It can really hurt a lot if you squeeze them.”

She smiled and released him and did the same to me. It was gentle, but very personal and embarrassing.

“They’re about the same. Rory’s nuts are just a little bigger. Can I have the ruler?”

I saw Jill reach into a pocket and hand her younger sister a 6-inch plastic ruler. Ann came to me first. I gasped as she grabbed my dick and almost shot right then and there. “Four and seven-eighths inches,” she said. She released me and went over to Jack.

“Four and a half,” she said a moment later. “I want to do Jack.”

“Okay,” Jill said. She looked at me. “Now it is time for you two to learn about waking the dolphin.” She got down on her knees next to me. “Do not ever tell Walker what it means. If he wants to know, he’ll learn the same way as you two.” She pulled a small bottle of sun block out of a pocket.

“We might keep you both here for several hours, so we need to make sure you don’t get burned in places the sun rarely sees.” She squeezed some into her hand and began gently massaging my nut sack. My poor dick was jumping all over the place, demanding attention that I couldn’t supply. I glance to my left and saw Ann doing the exact same thing to Jack.

“Remember, don’t get too carried away,” Jill said. I assumed it was directed at her sister and not to me. I was already too carried away.

More suntan lotion was applied to her palm and she began rubbing my dick. She was squeezing too hard and the pace was horrible. Yet it was still the most exciting feeling I’d ever had. I was about to cum and she stopped. My dick kept on jerking, but without a touch, there was no relief.

I heard Jack complain and looked to the side. He was in the same condition as me.

“This is our version of waxing the dolphin,” Jill said. “At some point, we’ll believe we have enough wax on you. Then, if you ask us very nicely, we might let you have what you need. Hopefully you can remember that.” She and Ann stood and walked a few paces away from us.

“We’ll give them two minutes and then start again,” Jill said to Ann. “Do you still want to do Jack?”

“Yeah,” the younger sister said. Her whole face was nothing but a smile.

They repeated it twice more and I was going crazy. Almost able to cum, and then nothing. I heard Ann complain next to me.

“He almost got off,” she said. “Some is just dribbling out. Is it okay if I touch it?”

“Yeah, but if you don’t want to you can use a tissue to clean it off. Just be more careful next time. I think five more times should do it.”

“No, please, I’ll do anything. I have to shoot. I can’t take it five more times.” I was desperate. And at that moment, I would have agreed to do anything.

“We’ll see, but first we need to hear from Jack.”

“Me too. Please, you don’t have any idea what this is like. How did you even know to do this?”

“Deb and Chloe did it to Gary Bonds and Mitch Burgess last year. Only they had six other girls watching, me and Ann among them. We like you too much to do that. One more time, and then we’ll discuss what anything means.”

I was ready to explode. I was right on the edge again in seconds, only to have her let go of my dick. I was unlucky. Ann didn’t release Jack’s dick quick enough and he got off two bursts of cum. But his frustration at not finishing the orgasm was heard in his moan.

“Now we come to the ending. I know you both are very good friends with Walker Benson, but we want to show him how we wax the dolphin. We’ll give you the relief you need if you both promise us that tomorrow he will be tied up here just like you are now. If you can’t promise that because you think he’ll stop being your friend, then you’ll have to wait for him to come and untie you. And we told him to not be anywhere around here at all until we tell him he can come and release you. So you might be here for a while. We might even call on some of the other boys down the road to come and see you.”

I was so desperate I’d do anything. But I had to be cautious. “I haven’t been here very long,” I began. “I don’t know how he’d respond if we forced him. So, I have to leave the decision up to Jack.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Jack said. “He’ll be here. If not, I’ll take his place. Please either let us go or take care of what we need.”

The girls both got back down on their knees. This time, as the feeling came upon me, Jill didn’t stop. She kept going. At the same wrong pace, but I needed to shoot so bad it made no difference at all. Six bursts, and each one made my entire body shake. When it was over, I was so exhausted I couldn’t do anything but close my eyes and think about how it was without a doubt the best orgasm I’d ever had.

I wasn’t even aware how long ago the girls had left before I heard Jack struggling and opened my eyes. We were alone, covered in cum, and still tied spread-eagled.

I didn’t know what to say. I wondered how Jack was ever going to convince Walker to let us tie him in place. Without the dare, I wouldn’t have done it for a thousand dollars.

He showed up about ten minutes after I had opened my eyes. Neither me nor Jack had said anything to each other in all that time. I was a bit jealous that he untied jack first. Especially when they both stood over me.

“Should we piss on him to wash the cum off?” Walker joked. At least, I hoped he was joking.

“I don’t know, he’s been through a lot. And now we both know about waxing dolphins. Which reminds me. Ann specifically ordered us to tie you here tomorrow so that you can learn it too.”

“Looking at the amount of cum on him and you, it must have been fun. I’m in.”

I was looking up at them. I didn’t want to ask. Walker’s response was so unreal.

“We could leave him. A dog might come along and pee on him.”

“Okay you assholes,” I finally said, but I did it with a smile. “Untie me.”

“No. First we need an agreement from you. Walker just agreed to find out about waxing the dolphin tomorrow, but there are two sets of stakes here. I got him to agree without him being pissed at us. We need you to be here with him so that he isn’t lonely.”

“You can’t be serious,” I said. They said nothing for at least a minute.

“I’ll bet that a few of the girls down the road would pay us money to see him like this,” Walker said. “Let’s go see how much they offer.”

“Come on guys, this isn’t funny.” I was totally convinced that they were serious and were going to leave me like this.

“Or, I could show you how to wax a dolphin. I’m sure that after a half hour or so you’d understand and you’d be ready tomorrow.”

I felt tears coming to my eyes. I thought they were my friends. I was getting desperate.

“Untie him,” Walker said suddenly. “He doesn’t’ know we’re fucking with him.”

“Oh, yeah, I see that now,” Jack said. They both dropped to their knees and untied my wrists and ankles. “Sorry Rory. We were just teasing you. No way would we do what we said. We’re used to each other and I forgot you don’t have a history with us yet. Please don’t be pissed.”

I got up. I was actually a bit dizzy at first, but I shook my head until it cleared. “I’m sorry too. I really did believe you were going to send other girls to see me. Thanks for releasing me.”

“Hey, I really would like some company tomorrow,” Walker said. “At least you know what the hell happened. I’m kind of worried.”

I said no way. But the next day for reasons why that even I didn’t know, I stripped next to him and let Jack secure me to the posts. This time, Ann took me and Jill did Walker. It started the same way as yesterday, with them both staring at us for a long minute. Then Ann measured us. Turns out that Walker takes the record for the longest dick between the three of us, but just by a quarter inch.

Then came the torture. Ann was in to it for a while, but then she either felt sorry for me or got bored. In a lot less time than it lasted yesterday she gave me an enormous orgasm. Then I saw why. She stood and watched closely as her sister tortured Walker. I couldn’t help but watch too. When he finally begged enough, Jill got him off. They then untied me, but not him.

“Maybe I should pee on you to wash all that cum off,” I said as I stood over him.

“Go ahead little dick. We’ll always know which of us is the real man.”

Now I knew how they expected me to react yesterday. I teased him for a few more minutes before releasing him.

“That was totally worth all the embarrassment,” he said. “I’d do it again.”

I dared him. For the first time in the short time that I’d known him, he passed on a dare. Sort of. He said he’d do it again as long as I was next to him. I passed on that dare too. Once was enough for me.

When school started, Jill and Ann caught the same bus we did. They both smiled at seeing us, but didn’t make any jokes about what they’d done the summer before. I expected teasing at school, but it didn’t happen. I asked Walker and Jack and they both looked at me like I was nuts.

“They had a hell of a good time, but they wouldn’t talk about to people who would spread it around school,” Jack explained. “My guess is that there are fewer than a dozen girls here who now know how big our dicks are. Don’t worry, the girls are cool. Few, if any other girls know what they did to us, and it will remain that way.”

It had been horribly embarrassing, but I had survived it. We all remained friends. And I was actually looking forward to next summer. Skinny dipping, taking dares, all the stuff that boys around here did. I knew that here I’d fit in a lot better than I ever did at my former home.

The End