By NAMB
Copyright 2025 by NAMB all rights reserved
[4,251 words]
* * * * *Double Exposure
Many of my stories are inspired by pictures. This story was inspired by
a picture by the 3D artist, Roadkill. The opening sentences describe
the pictures.
Glen lay on the floor next to his buddy, Gary.
Both boys were stripped down to their underwear. Between their legs
knelt their sisters Sophie and Emma. The girls grabbed the waistbands
of the boys’ only remaining article of clothing.
The girls
looked at each other and smiled. Sophie said, “On the count of three …
1 … 2 … 3.” Both girls pulled down on the waistbands exposing the boys
and their cleanly-shaven genitals.
-=o=-
It was an
unlikely chain of events that led to this scenario. It started in the
hallway at Newton High School across town. A crowd of freshmen were
crowded around one of the bulletin boards, pointing and laughing and
giggling.
Olive and her friend Emily made their way to the
back of the crowd and worked their way forward to see what the hoopla
was all about. When they got a good view, their faces turned red with
both anger and embarrassment.
There, on the board, was posted
a crudely-Photoshopped picture of the girls. It was of two pigs at a
trough but with the faces of the girls in place of the pigs’. The title
read, “Olive and Emily at the cafeteria.”
The two girls broke away and ran to the girls’ room crying. Another girl, Mary, followed them.
Mary found Olive and Emily at the sinks trying to wash away the shame
from their faces. She tried to comfort them, “I’m sorry about that,
girls. I know it’s just being mean. It will blow over.”
Olive
sobbed, “I know we’re fat. People have been making fun of us all our
lives because of it. But usually, it’s just a passing comment.”
Emily added, “When you’re like us, you hear rude comments all the time. Usually, we just take it or even try to laugh it off.”
“Yeah, my mom told us that if we don’t react, usually the other people
give up. That works most of the time, but there is always someone new
who likes to torment us because of our weight.”
“This is too
much,” Emily said. “It’s more than words. It’s a picture and
everybody’s seen it. I don’t know if I can show my face around school
ever again.”
Mary said, “I think I know who is responsible.”
“Who?” the two girls responded in stereo.
Gary Fry and Glenn Dawson.
“How do you know?”
“I heard Billy Sutton bragging about them putting the picture up.”
“They should be kicked out of school,” Emily said.
“I agree, but Billy is the boys’ friend. He’s not going to tell on them. There’s no evidence that they did it.”
“We got to get revenge somehow,” Olive pouted.
With a target to concentrate on, the girls’ mood switched more from embarrassment to anger.
The girls missed an entire class due to their humiliation, but they
were more composed when they left the girls’ room. By this time the
offending picture had been taken down.
On their way home, they ran into another girl in their class, Summer.
“I heard all about the picture,” Summer said. “What happened?”
Emily and Olive filled her in on what they knew.
“I’m not surprised. Glenn is my cousin. He’s been a thorn in the side
of my aunt ever since we’ve been kids. He picks on me all the time for
the opposite reason he picked on you.
He likes to call me ‘Skinny Little Nerd Girl.’ He picks on all the girls in my family, especially his sister Emma.
I think I know that sidekick of his, too. Gary, did you say?”
“Yes, Gary Fry.”
“I’ve watched the pair of them tease the heck out of my cousin and Gary’s sister her best friend.
I agree girls, it’s time for revenge.”
“How are we going to do that?” Olive asked.
“We’ll fight fire with fire. The boys used Photoshop to humiliate you girls. We’ll use the tool to humiliate the boys.”
“I don’t think that the boys would react to whatever we post on a board
in the school. Besides, I don’t want to get in trouble.”
“Oh, I have a much more sinister plan than that.”
Summer went on to explain her plan to the girls. With every detail revealed, the girls became more excited.
This is how the three of them wound up in Summer’s house working on her computer.
Olive and Emily were disgusted as Summer surfed through some pornographic sites.
“How are you even getting to these sites? We can’t get to them on our computers.” Emily asked.
“Mom doesn’t even bother trying to put filters on our computers. She
knows it’s useless. I’m the system administrator for every machine in
the house. I set up every account. I probably could empty mom’s bank
account and sell the house if I wanted to.”
Not all the
pictures that came up on the monitor were repulsive to the girls. Some
of them showed women in charge of the men. They were particularly
interested in the sites that show CFNM – Clothed Female, Naked Male.
“This really happens?” Olive asked.
Summer pointed to the screen, “There’s the proof. There are a lot of
sites out there that cater to this fetish, so it must be common.”
After several minutes, she found the picture she was looking for. It
featured two boys sitting side by side with their hands on each other’s
penises.
“What are they doing?” Emily asked.
“They’re jerking each other off,” Summer replied.
“I heard about that. What is it?”
“It’s masturbation. Boys pull the skin on their penises over head back
and forth. It’s supposed to simulate intercourse. It makes them feel
good.”
“How do you know all this stuff?”
“I’ve never seen it, but I read about it. There’s this site … well, I’ll show you later. We have work to do.”
Several minutes later the three girls were gathered around Summer’s mom’s computer.
Summer’s mom was a graphic artist whose freelance illustrations
appeared on book covers, as artwork associated with magazine articles
and even seen in advertisements. She started with pens, pencils,
brushes and paper, but as technology advanced, she kept pace with it.
Her computer had the latest software to produce media of almost every
sort.
Summer became proficient with the same software.
Soon she was manipulating Photoshop with the downloaded image and
pictures and pictures of Gary and Glenn that she got from a barbecue at
Glenn’s house.
“This used to take a lot more time to do. Now I can release some AI and …”
She gave the application several seconds to work, then announced, “and magic happens!”
There was the picture of the mutually masturbating boys in their
totally naked glory. Only now, the faces were those of Glenn and Gary.
“Wow,” Emily observed, “you can’t see a thing. I mean of course you can see everything, but you can’t tell it’s a fake.”
“What happens now?” Olive asked.
“Now we send the pictures to the boys and have a conversation with them.”
-=o=-
“Holy Fuck!” Glenn exclaimed. “Have you seen the picture my cousin sent us?”
“Where the fuck did she get this picture?”
“Obviously it must be a fake.”
“Do you think anyone else would believe that?”
“Summer says she wants to talk. She wants to see us at her house right after school.”
“I guess we don’t have a choice.”
The boys showed up and Summer answered the door. “Let’s talk in the playroom downstairs,” she suggested.
The boys were shocked when they got to the bottom of the stairs and saw Emily and Olive there.
“What are they doing here?”
“This involves them. You boys owe these girls an apology for making them the butt of your cruel joke.”
“So, if we say we’re sorry, you’ll get rid of the picture?” Glenn asked.
“No, that’s just the start. You thoroughly humiliated the girls. A mere
apology isn’t enough even if it is sincere. Not until we humiliate you
to the point of crying will we be even.
And it’s not just Olive and Emily; there are all the other girls you teased, even your own sisters.
You boys have a lot of transgressions to make up for.”
“OK, so what do you want us to do?”
“AFTER you apologize, you will promise to treat them and every girl nice and with respect.”
The boys looked at their toes and Gary said, “I suppose we could do that.”
“How about you Glenn, are you man enough to be a gentleman?”
Glenn nodded.
“Then there is the matter of the holiday dance. You boys will escort
Olive and Emily to the dance as your dates. I’ll let the girls decide
which one of you goes with whom.”
Glenn and Gary felt this one
in the pit of their stomachs. They had reputations to uphold. How could
they be seen with the “Tubby Twins” as they sometimes called them?
Nonetheless, they agreed.
“And now it’s time to start the embarrassment part. We want to see you boys naked.”
“We can’t do that!”
“Oh yes you can. I am sure you know how to take your clothes off,”
Summer said sarcastically, “Or do we have to do that to you like the
little boys we babysit for?”
“Please, be reasonable.”
“Were you being reasonable when you posted those pictures at school?
We’re just starting, boys. If you think it’s embarrassing for a small
group of girls to see your wieners then we’re going to have a lot of
fun with you later.
So what will it be? Will you keep your clothes on, or do I send the pictures out?”
“Go ahead,” Gary said. “We’ll just tell everyone that it’s a fake?”
“Do you think people are going to believe that? Even if they did, some
people are still going to keep it. Would you be willing to date a girl
if she had the picture on her phone.
People are still going to tease you about it whether or not they believe it’s fake.
I know that you boys are not gay, but I don’t think you’d like being
hit upon by the gay boys or not ever getting another date because the
girls think you are.”
“Just this once?”
“No promises. Let’s just say that the more cooperative you are, the easier we’ll go on you.”
The boys looked at each other.
Gary said, “They got us, man. I don’t see a way out of this.” He started to take off his clothes.
Glenn followed suit and soon the two boys were standing there with just their boxers on.
“That’s nice,” Summer said, “Stand still just like that.
Girls, come forward. I want you each to take a boy and pull down his shorts.”
Olive took Glenn and Emily took Gary.
“On the count of three, girls. One … two … THREE!”
The room filled with girlish squeals and giggles as the shorts came down and the penises popped out.
“Ooh,” Summer said, “they’re already hard. They must like being looked at naked by us girls.”
The boys went to cover up, but Summer slapped their hands away. They got the message and did not have to be told.
“Step out of your shorts so you are completely naked.
So, girls, what do you think?”
“They’re a lot bigger than Dennis Sweeny.” Olive said.
“Yeah but, Dennis was only 7 or 8 when we saw his. These boys are 15!”
“That’s true. These boys got hair down there, too.”
Summer smiled, “They won’t have it for long.”
“Please, don’t do that. We have to change at the gym. The other boys will see us.”
“NOT my problem. Remember the whole purpose of this exercise is to
embarrass you and that embarrassment goes beyond this room and beyond
this time, and beyond just the three of us girls.”
The girls
had the boys lay down one at a time on the coffee table. Summer fetched
the necessary equipment and Olive shaved Glenn while Emily shaved Gary.
The girls were gentle and soon the boys were as smooth as newborns.
By now, the boys were as demoralized as they could possibly imagine.
They felt that they were emasculated just short of castration.
But their nightmare was not over.
“I’m sure you boys know what we girls want to see you do next?”
“Please, not that.” Gary complained.
“Oh yes, indeed, that. Now which one of you wants to go first?”
Of the two boys, Gary seemed more compliant, or maybe the more
realistic. He was smart enough to see that resistance was futile, and
that the girls were going to have their way in the end. He decided that
the sooner he could satisfy them, the sooner his embarrassment would be
over. He was stoic enough to jump through whatever hoops the girls
would hold up for him.
Glenn was more reluctant but could not think of a way out.
Whereas Gary was accepting and could even find dark humor and pleasure
in his predicament, Glenn was miserable throughout every second.
The girls decided to have the boys kneel on the coffee table, one at a
time, to conduct their act of onanism. That gave them the best view of
the boy’s masturbation.
Gary grabbed his penis, closed his
eyes, and tried to take his mind to some fantasy to get it off of the
humility of his current situation.
Initially, he had success
as the girls were quiet with awe as they watched the spectacle before
them. They had seen it on the sites Summer showed them, but those were
mere images, recorded who knows when and who knows where.
This was real, this was now, and this was here.
The tittering started as Gary approached orgasm. The girls noted the
trembling of his body and the unevenness of his breathing. His body
seemed to tighten up and he made, as Olive later called them, “funny
little noises.”
Gary went completely stiff, stopped breathing
and yelled out, “FUCK YES” as a bolt of white liquid shot from his
penis right at the girls. His body went limp and for a moment, the
girls thought he would lose his balance.
But then he stiffened again and repeated the act.
Time and time again, cum discharged from his penis. Time and time again he went limp and then stiffened.
The girls squealed, screeched and giggled with delight. They were
witnessing a boy’s most sacred act, and it was right here in front of
them.
After multiple pulses, Gary was spent. He sat back on his haunches, dropped both arms and his head hit his chest.
Summer was up immediately to steady him. The other two girls lent a hand to help him to a chair to recover.
The girls recomposed themselves and got seated again on the couch.
Summer pointed to the coffee table and said, “Batter up!”
Glenn looked at his audience. It was an odd appearance to him. On
either side was one of the “Chubby Chimps” while the “Skinny Little
Nerd Girl” sat between them.
Unlike his friend, Glenn was
fully aware of his female audience. It interfered with his masturbatory
routine. He could not establish a rhythm and the stimulation he
normally enjoyed was not happening. He could not believe it; he was
experiencing performance anxiety.
He gave up on his normal
routine. He simply grabbed his pole with a death grip and decided to
pile drive his erection to completion. Even at that it seemed to take
him a long time to get there.
He managed to cum, but it was not as satisfactory as normal.
Both boys sat there, naked and recovering.
“Are we done now?” Glenn managed to ask.
“Well, there still is the matter of the dance.”
“We’ll do it.”
“And one last task to perform.”
Glenn sighed, “What is it?”
“You boys have to convince your sisters to get you naked and then jerk off for them.”
“What?”
You have to let your sisters see you jerk off and I don’t mean letting
them catch you doing you. They have to know that they are in charge.
“You have to let your sisters strip you naked. Actually, you can take
off most of the clothes yourself but make sure they get to pull down
your underwear to expose you.
Then, you have to convince your
sisters to jerk you off. You’ll probably have to show them how to do it
first, but I leave that up to you.”
“But they’re only 12 years old!”
“It doesn’t matter. They are girls and you’ve been mean to them also.”
“So, you’re going to show them the picture?”
“No, you can’t tell them about us at all. You have to convince them all
on your own that you want them to do this. Make them think that it’s
your idea. We will question them about it after you get them to do it.
You have two weeks to get this assignment done. Then we go to your
sisters and ask them. If you haven’t done it by then, then they will
get the picture and they will be in charge of you, anyway. No matter
what you do, it’s a lose-lose for you.”
-=o=-
“Oh shit, we’re fucked,” Gary said. “How are we going to tell our sisters?”
Glen replied, “I think we should do this together. There is no sense each of us dealing with our sisters separately.”
“I agree. Let’s just get it done.
“No, I don’ want to meet with you and Gary,” Glenn’s sister Sophie said. “You guys are always picking on Emma and me.”
“This time it will be different. Gary and I have something important to
tell you. We need your help, and we will not pick on you. I promise.”
“You boys sound desperate. This must really be serious.”
“It is,” Gary confirmed.
“OK, I’ll call Emma. We can meet here tomorrow morning after mom leaves for work.”
The four of them met the following day.
“So, what’s this all about?” Sophie said in her most businesslike manner. She still suspected some sort of deception.
Glenn went into a well-rehearsed script. He and Gary went over it
dozens of times. The toughest thing would be to break the ice.
“Um, we would like to talk to you about boys and girls and how they get along with each other.”
“Like what?”
“Like what girls think of boys and what girls think about sex.”
“OH, this is getting interesting. What do you boys want to know?” Sophie chided.
“I assume that you girls know about the physical differences between boys and girls.”
“Of course we do. You should know that. You know that we had sex-ed in
school this last term. The book has very good drawings of a penis. Emma
and I know what one looks like.”
“What about seeing real boys.”
“Both of us help our friends babysit. We’ve seen and even helped changing little boy diapers.”
“How about older boys?”
“Now you’re getting personal.”
“Please. It’s important for Gary and me to know so we know how to proceed.”
“Just where are you going with this? Why are you asking us these questions?”
“I’ll get to that in a moment. Please. We really need to know.”
That was two “pleases” in less than a minute. Suddenly this conversation became serious.
Sophie looked at Emma and asked, “Should I tell them about Eddie?”
Emma smiled back and said, “Sure, I think enough time has passed. We won’t get in trouble over it.”
“Gary and I won’t tell anyone else,” Glenn promised.
“It was back in the second grade. Emma and me and a girl named Penny
convinced a boy named Eddie to make pee for us while we watched.
I’m ashamed to admit that Eddie wasn’t too bright and we sort of took advantage of him.”
“Did you touch him?”
“No, we just watched. It was fun. We were all curious about what boys
looked like. He just peed and put it back in his pants. The whole thing
might have lasted a minute.”
“Was he erect?”
“Do you mean did he have a boner?”
The boys blushed that the girl would know about erections and street terms for them.
Glenn nodded.
“He was only about 9 years old. Boys can’t get erections at that age, can they?”
“Um, yes they can.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that.”
“Were there any other boys?”
“No that’s it.”
“What would you say if I told you that there is a way you could see older boys?”
“How old?”
“As old as you or older.”
Emma was now leaning in as if by doing so the words would reach her ears sooner. “Go on, Sophie and I are interested.”
Gary just looked at his feet.
Sophie was suspicious, “What’s the trick? Who are these boys?”
“There is no trick.”
Glenn remained silent and finally managed to blurt out the words, “The boys are Gary and me.”
“You boys will let us see you? Why?”
“I can’t tell you why. The only thing I can say is that we want you to do this.”
“I can’t fucking believe it!” Emma said
“It is true.
I have another question to ask. Do you know what masturbation is? Have you ever heard of jerking off?”
“Yes and yes. Wait, are you telling me they are the same thing?”
“Jerking off is one way to masturbate.”
The lights went on in the girls’ brains. They had heard boys talking about jerking off, but never made the connection.
“So let me get this straight. You boys are going to get undressed for
us – Emma and I will see everything and then you are going to
masturbate for us?”
Glenn had to give the girls the same
instructions Summer gave him. “Actually, you girls will strip us. We
will strip down to our shorts. Then you will complete the job of
pulling them off.”
“Oh wow!”
The girls looked at each other and then said, “I get my brother,” in stereo.
“Then you girls will take a hold of our penises and jerk us off. We
will tell you what to do, but I think you’ll figure this out fast
enough.”
“Can we take pictures?”
“No.”
“What do you think, Emma? Do you want to do this?”
“After all the times these two made fun of us. Of course, I’ll do it. I
want my brother. I want him to remember this every time I see him from
now on.”
“I want to know,” Sophie said, “Is this a one-off, or can we do it again?”
Gary temporized, “I don’t know. Let’s see how this goes. Maybe you girls will find out that you don’t like it.”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll like it! Let’s get started.”
Glenn and Gary stripped down to their boxers. Their sisters knelt between their legs …
-=o=-
“I am so proud that you boys were able to do it. Now your sisters have
something over you, and you will have to be nice to them from now on.”
Summer said when the boys reported back to them.
“The girls say that they want to do it again. Do we have to let them do it?” Gary asked
“That’s something you’ll have to work out with them. Did you like them doing it?”
“It was extremely embarrassing being naked in front of my own kid sister and letting her jerk me off. But she did a good job.”
“How about you, Glenn,” the girl asked. “Did you like it?”
Glenn nodded.
“Then it sounds like a good arrangement. You don’t have to wait until
everyone is out of the house. Now you can do it when your sisters are
around.
I’ll check with your sisters to make sure you are telling the truth.”
“Check away.” Glenn replied.
“There is one last thing to do. Your little sisters got to jerk you off
before we classmates did. We want each of us to jerk off each of you
before we are done.”
The boys had no choice but to agree.
When the deed was done, the girls released them. “I hope you boys have
learned your lesson and that you will be nice to girls from now on.”
“We did!” “Me, too!” came the answers.
“You boys have been so good about this, I’ll see what I can do to get you out of going to the dance with Olive and Emily.”
-=o=-
Even though they were off the hook for the holiday dance the boys still honored their commitment to Olive and Emily.
Some boys chided them about dancing with the fatsos and why would they do it. Some asked, “Are they your girlfriends?”
Glenn replied, “In the past we were cruel to these girls. That was
wrong of us to do so. We are just trying to make things right. This is
our way of apologizing to them, and they honored us by accepting. Are
they our girlfriends? They are girls and they are our friends. They are
worthy of our respect.” He leaned towards Olive and gave her a very
chaste peck on her cheek. She blushed and giggled.
Some of the boys sneered, but the girls who heard the comments smiled and looked at them with new eyes.