Julian 4 to 5

By YourWetDream

evulmat@gmail.com

Copyright 2025 by YourWetDream, all rights reserved

[5,759 words]´

Part 4

After the spanking, the mood at the table was tense, but Justin, ever the troublemaker, wasn’t about to let the day end on a sour note. He leaned back in his chair, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Aunt Lisa,” he said, his tone casual but clearly calculated. “It’s, like, a million degrees out here. Why don’t we use the pool? You know, cool off a bit?”

Julian’s stomach dropped. The pool? As if this day couldn’t get any worse. He glanced at his mom, hoping she’d say no, but she just nodded thoughtfully.

“That’s not a bad idea,” she said, setting her glass down. “It is a hot day, and the pool would be a nice way to cool off.”

Julian’s dad nodded in agreement. “Yeah, why not? Let’s get the pool going.”

Julian’s heart raced as he realized what this meant. If they used the pool, he’d have to change into swimwear—or worse, go in wearing nothing but his excavator briefs. Either way, it was a disaster waiting to happen.

“I, uh... I think I’ll just stay here,” Julian said quickly, his voice shaky. “I’m not really in the mood to swim.”

But Justin wasn’t about to let him off the hook. “Oh, come on, Julian,” he said, his grin widening. “You’ve been sitting around all day. Don’t you want to cool off? Especially after... you know.” He gestured vaguely toward Julian’s backside, and Alex burst out laughing.

Julian’s face burned, but before he could respond, Grandma chimed in. “That’s a wonderful idea, Justin. Julian, you should join us. It’ll do you good to cool off.”

Julian opened his mouth to protest, but his mom cut him off. “Julian, don’t be difficult. Go get your swimsuit.”

Julian hesitated, then glanced at Justin, who gave him a subtle shake of his head. If Julian went upstairs to get his swimsuit, he’d be breaking the deal. But if he stayed like this, the teasing would only get worse.

Before Julian could make a decision, Justin stood up and stretched. “You know what? I’ll just go in my boxers. It’s too hot to bother with a swimsuit.”

Alex nodded, clearly on board with the idea. “Yeah, me too. Let’s keep it casual.”

Julian’s mom shrugged. “Alright, but no running around the yard like that. Stay by the pool.”

Justin and Alex grinned and headed toward the pool, stripping off their shirts as they went. Julian sat there, frozen in place, as he realized what this meant. If Justin and Alex were going in their boxers, he’d have to do the same—or risk breaking the deal.

“Julian,” his mom said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “Go join your cousins.”

Julian hesitated, then slowly stood up, his face burning as he walked toward the pool. He could feel everyone’s eyes on him as he approached the edge of the water, his excavator briefs on full display.

Justin and Alex were already in the pool, splashing each other and laughing. They glanced over as Julian approached, their grins widening.

“Hey, Julian,” Justin called, his tone teasing. “You coming in, or are you just gonna stand there?”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, staring at the water, wishing he could disappear. But before he could make a decision, Justin reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him into the pool with a splash.

Julian yelped as he hit the water, the coolness a stark contrast to the burning heat of embarrassment on his face. He surfaced a moment later, sputtering and glaring at Justin, who was laughing hysterically.

“Relax, Julian,” Justin said, still grinning. “It’s just water.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, the water up to his waist, wishing this day would end. But as he glanced around the pool, he realized it wasn’t over yet. Vicky and Anja were sitting on the edge of the pool, their feet dangling in the water, and they were clearly enjoying the show.

“Hey, Julian,” Vicky called, her tone teasing. “Nice undies. Are they waterproof?”

Anja giggled, and Julian’s face burned even hotter. He sank lower into the water, trying to hide himself, but Justin and Alex weren’t about to let him off the hook.

“Come on, Julian,” Alex said, splashing him. “Don’t be shy. We’re all family here.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, the water lapping at his chest, wishing he could disappear.

The pool quickly became the center of activity as Vicky and Anja ran inside to change into their bikinis. Julian stayed in the water, trying to keep a low profile, but Justin and Alex weren’t about to let him off the hook.

“Come on, Julian,” Justin said, splashing him. “Let’s play some volleyball. It’ll be fun.”

Julian shook his head, his face burning. “I’m good, thanks.”

But Justin wasn’t taking no for an answer. He grabbed Julian’s arm and pulled him toward the shallow end of the pool, where Alex was already setting up a net. “You’re playing,” Justin said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Julian groaned but didn’t resist. He knew there was no escaping this.

A few minutes later, Vicky and Anja returned, wearing brightly colored bikinis and carrying a beach ball. They jumped into the pool with a splash, their laughter echoing across the yard.

“Alright,” Justin said, grinning. “Teams are me and Alex versus Julian and the girls. Let’s do this.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. Playing volleyball with Vicky and Anja was bad enough, but with Justin and Alex on the other team, he knew it was going to be a disaster.

The game started, and it didn’t take long for things to go sideways. Every time Julian jumped to hit the ball, his excavator briefs slipped a little lower, much to the delight of Vicky and Anja.

“Nice jump, Julian,” Vicky said, her tone teasing. “But I think your undies are trying to escape.”

Anja giggled, and Julian’s face burned as he quickly pulled his briefs back up. “Shut up,” he muttered, glaring at her.

But Justin and Alex weren’t about to let him off the hook. Every time Julian got close to the net, they reached out and gave his briefs a quick tug, sending him stumbling backward with a yelp.

“Hey!” Julian protested, his face burning. “Cut it out!”

But Justin and Alex just laughed, clearly enjoying themselves. “Relax, Julian,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake innocence. “We’re just helping you stay cool.”

The game continued, with Julian’s briefs slipping lower and lower with every jump. Vicky and Anja were laughing hysterically, and even Julian’s parents and Grandma were cheering from the sidelines, completely oblivious to his humiliation.

“Go, Julian!” his mom called, clapping her hands. “You’ve got this!”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, the water up to his waist, wishing he could disappear. But before he could make a break for it, Justin and Alex were on him again, pulling his briefs up into a wedgie.

“Gotcha!” Justin said, grinning as Julian yelped and stumbled forward.

Vicky and Anja burst out laughing, and even Julian’s dad chuckled. “Looks like Julian’s got some competition,” he said, his tone teasing.

Julian’s face burned as he quickly adjusted his briefs, glaring at Justin and Alex. “I hate you guys,” he muttered.

But Justin and Alex just laughed, clearly enjoying themselves. “Relax, Julian,” Alex said, splashing him. “It’s just a game.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, the water lapping at his chest, wishing this day would end. But as he glanced around the pool, he realized it wasn’t over yet. Vicky and Anja were still laughing, and Justin and Alex were already planning their next move.

Julian decided he had no choice but to try to make the best of the situation. If he could just play along and act like he didn’t care, maybe Justin and Alex would get bored and leave him alone. So, he forced a smile and said, “Alright, let’s keep playing. But no more wedgies, okay?”

Justin and Alex exchanged a look, their grins widening. “Sure, Julian,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake sincerity. “No more wedgies. Promise.”

Julian didn’t believe them for a second, but he nodded anyway. “Alright. Let’s do this.”

The game resumed, and for a few minutes, things seemed to be going okay. Julian even managed to score a point, much to the delight of Vicky and Anja.

“Nice one, Julian!” Vicky said, giving him a high-five.

Julian smiled, feeling a small sense of accomplishment. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

But then, disaster struck.

As Julian jumped to hit the ball, his excavator briefs slipped down again, this time much lower than before. He yelped and quickly pulled them back up, but not before Justin and Alex noticed.

“Uh-oh,” Justin said, his grin widening. “Looks like someone’s having a wardrobe malfunction.”

Alex burst out laughing, and even Vicky and Anja were giggling. Julian’s face burned as he quickly adjusted his briefs, trying to act like it was no big deal.

“It’s fine,” he said, his voice shaky. “Let’s just keep playing.”

But Justin and Alex weren’t about to let it go. “Oh, come on, Julian,” Justin said, splashing him. “You can’t play like that. Here, let me help you.”

Before Julian could react, Justin reached out and gave his briefs a quick tug, pulling them up into a wedgie. Julian yelped and stumbled forward, his face burning with embarrassment.

“Justin!” he protested, glaring at him. “I said no more wedgies!”

Justin held up his hands in mock surrender. “Sorry, Julian. I couldn’t resist.”

After the volleyball disaster, Justin suggested they play a new game: “Marco Polo.” Julian groaned inwardly but knew there was no escaping it. If he refused, Justin and Alex would only tease him more. So, he reluctantly agreed, hoping the game would at least keep him submerged in the water and out of sight.

But of course, things didn’t go as planned.

Julian was “it” first, and as he stumbled around the pool with his eyes closed, calling out “Marco!” he could hear Justin and Alex splashing and laughing, deliberately leading him toward the shallow end. Suddenly, Julian tripped over the pool ledge and fell face-first into the water. When he surfaced, sputtering and wiping his eyes, he realized his excavator briefs had slipped down again—and this time, they were completely see-through from the water.

Vicky and Anja burst out laughing, pointing at Julian. “Oh my gosh, Julian!” Vicky said, her voice shaking with laughter. “Your undies are see-through!”

Julian’s heart dropped as he looked down and realized what had happened. The white fabric of his briefs was now practically transparent, leaving nothing to the imagination. He quickly sank lower into the water, his face burning with humiliation.

Justin and Alex were howling with laughter, splashing water at Julian. “Nice look, Julian!” Justin said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Very... revealing.”

Alex added, “I guess you really are a little boy, huh?”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, the water up to his chest, wishing he could disappear. But before he could make a break for it, his mom called from the patio.

“Alright, everyone, it’s getting late. Come out of the water and dry off. We’ve got some snacks inside.”

Justin and Alex immediately climbed out of the pool, shaking themselves off like dogs and grabbing their towels. Vicky and Anja followed, still giggling and whispering to each other as they wrapped themselves in their towels.

Julian, however, stayed in the water, hoping no one would notice him. But his mom wasn’t about to let him off the hook.

“Julian,” she called, her tone firm. “Come out of the water. Now.”

Julian hesitated, then slowly waded toward the edge of the pool. As he climbed out, the water dripped off him, making his see-through briefs even more obvious. Justin and Alex were already laughing, and Vicky and Anja were trying—and failing—to hide their giggles.

Julian’s mom glanced at him, her expression a mix of disbelief and exasperation. “Julian, why don’t you go put some clothes on?”

Julian’s heart raced. If he went inside to get dressed, he’d be breaking the deal with Justin and Alex. But if he stayed like this, the teasing would only get worse. Desperate to save face, he forced a weak smile and said, “It’s fine, Mom. It’s just family. I’m not ashamed.”

His mom raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. “Julian, you’re practically naked. Go put something on.”

But Julian stood his ground, trying to act casual. “Really, Mom, it’s fine. I’m comfortable like this.”

Justin and Alex burst out laughing, and even Vicky and Anja were giggling behind their hands. Julian’s dad chuckled, shaking his head. “Well, I guess if he’s comfortable...”

Grandma, however, wasn’t convinced. “Julian, sweetheart, you’re going to catch a cold. Go put some clothes on.”

Julian hesitated, then shook his head. “I’m fine, Grandma. Really.”

His mom sighed but didn’t argue. “Alright, Julian. But don’t come crying to me when you’re freezing.”

Julian nodded, trying to ignore the way everyone was staring at him. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, but it did little to hide the fact that his briefs were completely see-through.

As they all headed inside for snacks, Julian trailed behind, his face burning with humiliation. Justin and Alex were whispering to each other, clearly planning their next move, and Vicky and Anja were still giggling.













Part 5



As they sat around the table eating snacks, Julian’s mom brought up the plans for Monday. “So, your dad and I are taking Alex to visit Aunt Sarah at the hospital on Monday,” she said, addressing Julian. “We’ll be staying overnight, so you’ll have the house to yourself.”

Julian’s heart lifted for a moment. A whole night alone? Maybe this day wasn’t a total loss after all. But then his mom continued, “But we don’t trust you to stay by yourself. You’ve already missed too many school days, and we can’t risk you getting into trouble.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. “What? Mom, come on. I’m fifteen. I can handle one night alone.”

His mom shook her head. “No, Julian. We’ve talked about this. You’re not responsible enough yet.”

Grandma chimed in, “I’d stay with him, but I’ve got my book club on Monday night. Can’t miss that.”

Julian groaned, slumping in his chair. “This is so unfair.”

Justin, sensing an opportunity, leaned forward with a grin. “What about Vicky and Anja? They’re responsible, right? They could babysit Julian.”

Julian’s eyes widened in horror. “What? No way! They’re a year younger than me! I don’t need a babysitter, especially not them!”

But Vicky and Anja were already nodding, their eyes lighting up with excitement. “We’d love to!” Vicky said, her tone sweet but clearly mischievous. “We’ll make sure Julian stays out of trouble.”

Anja added, “Yeah, and we’ll help him with his homework too. You know, since he’s... struggling.”

Julian’s face burned. “I’m not struggling! And I don’t need your help!”

But his mom and dad were already nodding, clearly considering the idea. “That’s not a bad idea,” his dad said, rubbing his chin. “Vicky and Anja are very responsible. And it’s just one night.”

Julian’s mom smiled. “Yes, that could work. Thank you, girls. We’ll drop Alex off at the hospital and then pick you up after school on Monday. You can stay here with Julian.”

Julian slammed his hands on the table, his frustration boiling over. “This is ridiculous! I’m fifteen! They’re fourteen! How come they get to babysit me? This is so unfair!”

Vicky smirked, clearly enjoying his outburst. “Well, Julian, girls mature faster than boys. Everyone knows that. And you’re... well, you’re kind of a late bloomer, aren’t you?”

Anja giggled, adding, “Yeah, and you just got spanked by your grandma. That’s not exactly mature behavior.”

The table erupted in laughter. Justin and Alex were practically falling out of their chairs, and even Julian’s parents were chuckling. Grandma, however, looked thoughtful.

“She’s got a point, Julian,” Grandma said, her tone matter-of-fact. “You’ve been acting like a little boy all day. Maybe having Vicky and Anja here will help you grow up a bit.”

Julian’s face burned as he stared at his plate, wishing he could disappear. “This is so stupid,” he muttered.

But his mom wasn’t having it. “Julian, it’s settled. Vicky and Anja will stay with you on Monday. And if you give them any trouble, there will be consequences.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just sat there, his appetite completely gone, as the reality of the situation sank in. Not only had he been humiliated all day, but now he was going to be babysat by his younger cousins. This was, without a doubt, the worst day of his life.

As the evening wound down, Grandma and the girls got ready to leave. Julian helped his mom carry the dishes inside, his face still burning from the day’s humiliations. But even as he stacked plates in the sink, Justin and Alex couldn’t resist one last round of teasing.

“Hey, Julian,” Justin said, sneaking up behind him and giving his briefs a quick wedgie. “Don’t forget to scrub those dishes extra clean.”

Julian yelped and spun around, glaring at Justin. “Cut it out!”

But Alex was already there, giving Julian another wedgie from the other side. “Relax, Julian,” he said, grinning. “We’re just helping you stay focused.”

Julian’s mom sighed, shaking her head. “Boys, stop it. Julian, just ignore them.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just gritted his teeth and kept working, hoping the day would finally end.

Outside, Grandma and the girls were saying their goodbyes. Julian’s family stood on the porch, waving as they got into the car. Julian, still holding a stack of plates, stepped outside to wave too.

But as he raised his hand, Alex sneaked up behind him and yanked his excavator briefs down to his ankles. Julian yelped, dropping the plates with a clatter, and quickly pulled his briefs back up. But it was too late—his mom had seen everything.

“Julian!” she said, her tone sharp. “What on earth are you doing?”

Julian’s face burned as he adjusted his briefs. “It wasn’t me! Alex did it!”

But his mom wasn’t having it. “Those briefs are clearly too stretched out from playing in the water all day. Give them to me. It’s time to put them in the washing machine.”

Julian’s heart dropped. “No, Mom, wait! I need those!”

But his mom wasn’t listening. She reached out and grabbed the waistband of his briefs, pulling them off before Julian could protest. He stood there, frozen in place, as his mom walked inside with the briefs in hand.

Justin and Alex burst out laughing, and even Vicky and Anja were giggling as they drove away. Julian’s dad chuckled, shaking his head. “Well, that’s one way to end the day.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, his face burning, as he realized what this meant. His excavator briefs were gone, and with them, his chance to win the deal with Justin and Alex.

As his mom tossed the briefs into the washing machine, Julian felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. He had no idea what he was going to do now.

“Well, Julian,” Justin said, his tone teasing. “Looks like you lost the deal.”

Julian groaned, sinking onto his bed. “This is so unfair.”

Alex chuckled, leaning against the door. “Yeah, but don’t worry. We’ve got a new challenge for you. One last chance to salvage your dignity.”

Julian’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of challenge?”

Justin’s grin widened. “Oh, you’ll see. But trust me, it’s going to be... memorable.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. Whatever Justin and Alex had planned, he knew it wasn’t going to be good. But he also knew he didn’t have a choice. If he wanted to salvage any shred of dignity, he’d have to accept their challenge. He sat on his bed after his mom had confiscated his wet excavator briefs. Justin and Alex stood in front of him, their grins widening as they prepared to deliver the new challenge.

Julian sat on his bed, still wrapped in a towel after his mom had confiscated his wet excavator briefs. Justin and Alex stood in front of him, their grins widening as they prepared to deliver the new challenge.

“Alright, Julian,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake sympathy. “We know you’re desperate to salvage the deal, so we’ve come up with a new challenge. One last chance to prove you’re not a total loser.”

Julian’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of challenge?”

Alex chuckled, leaning against the dresser. “Oh, you’re gonna love this. For the rest of the night—until midnight—you have to walk around the house wearing nothing but a towel. But not just any towel.” He held up a tiny, child-sized beach towel with a cartoon dinosaur on it. “This towel.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. “What? That’s not even big enough to cover anything!”

Justin shrugged, his grin widening. “That’s the point. And here’s the best part: you’re not allowed to hold the towel in place. Hands at your sides at all times. If it slips or falls, you have to stand there for a full minute before you can pick it up.”

Julian’s face burned. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Alex shook his head. “Nope. And one more thing: whenever anyone talks to you, you have to refer to yourself as ‘the naked little boy.’”

Julian stared at them in disbelief. “You’re insane. There’s no way I’m doing that.”

Justin crossed his arms, his expression smug. “Fine. Then you lose the deal, and we get to tease you about your little boy parts forever. Your choice.”

Julian hesitated, his mind racing. He knew the challenge was beyond humiliating, but the thought of Justin and Alex teasing him indefinitely was even worse. Finally, he sighed and nodded. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

Justin and Alex high-fived, clearly delighted. “This is gonna be amazing,” Justin said, handing Julian the tiny towel.

Julian took the towel with a groan, wrapping it around himself as best he could. It barely covered anything, and he could already feel it slipping. “This is the worst day of my life,” he muttered.

Alex chuckled, patting him on the shoulder. “Oh, don’t worry, Julian. It’s about to get worse.”

Justin and Alex were watching him like hawks, their grins widening with every fumble.

“Remember, Julian,” Justin said, his tone teasing. “Hands at your sides. No holding the towel.”

Julian glared at him but didn’t respond. He took a deep breath and stepped out into the hallway, his face burning as he made his way downstairs. The house was quiet, but Julian knew it was only a matter of time before someone noticed him.

As he reached the bottom of the stairs, his mom walked out of the kitchen, carrying a stack of dishes. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Julian, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“Julian,” she said, her tone a mix of confusion and exasperation. “What on earth are you wearing?”

Julian’s face burned as he forced a weak smile. “I, uh... I’m the naked little boy.”

His mom stared at him, clearly not understanding. “What?”

Before Julian could explain, Justin and Alex appeared at the top of the stairs, their laughter barely contained. “It’s a confidence-building exercise, Aunt Lisa,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake sincerity. “Julian’s just... embracing his inner child.”

Julian’s mom raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. “Julian, this is ridiculous. Go put some clothes on.”

Julian hesitated, then glanced at Justin, who gave him a subtle shake of his head. If Julian broke the rules, he’d lose the deal. “I, uh... I can’t, Mom. It’s part of the... exercise.”

His mom sighed, shaking her head. “Fine. But if you catch a cold, don’t come crying to me.”

As his mom walked away, Julian breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could relax, he felt the towel slipping. He froze, his heart racing as he tried to adjust it without using his hands. But it was too late—the towel slid down to his ankles, leaving him completely exposed.

Julian’s face burned as he stood there, frozen in place. Justin and Alex burst out laughing, and even his mom turned around, her eyes widening in shock.

“Julian!” she said, her tone sharp. “What are you doing?”

Julian didn’t respond. He just stood there, his face burning, as Justin and Alex laughed hysterically. “Remember the rules, Julian,” Justin said, his tone teasing. “You have to stand there for a full minute before you can pick it up.”

Julian stood frozen in the hallway, his face burning as his mom stared at him in disbelief. The tiny dinosaur towel lay at his feet, and Justin and Alex were howling with laughter from the top of the stairs. Julian’s mind raced as he tried to figure out how to salvage the situation.

“Uh, Mom,” Julian said, his voice shaky as he desperately tried to distract her, “didn’t you say something about cleaning the kitchen earlier? I could, uh, help with that.”

His mom crossed her arms, her expression a mix of exasperation and amusement. “Julian, I don’t want to talk about the kitchen right now. I want you to pick up that towel and cover yourself. I don’t need to see your... little pee pee.”

Julian’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. “Mom! It’s not... I mean, it’s not that little—”

Justin and Alex burst out laughing even harder, and Julian’s mom sighed, shaking her head. “Julian, I don’t care how big or rather small it is. I just don’t want to see it. Now, pick up the towel and put it back on.”

Julian hesitated, glancing at Justin, who was holding up a finger to indicate that the full minute wasn’t up yet. “I, uh... I can’t just yet. It’s part of the... uh... exercise.”

His mom raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. “What kind of exercise involves standing in the hallway naked?”

Julian opened his mouth to respond, but before he could come up with an excuse, his mom cut him off. “You know what? Never mind. If you’re so determined to stand there like that, you might as well make yourself useful. Take the trash out.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. “The trash? But... but I’m not wearing anything!”

His mom shrugged, her tone matter-of-fact. “Then I suggest you pick up that towel and cover yourself. But if you’re going to stand there like that, you might as well do something productive.”

Julian groaned, his face burning as he glanced at Justin, who was still holding up a finger. The minute wasn’t up yet, and if he broke the rules, he’d lose the deal. But if he didn’t take the trash out, his mom would only get angrier.

Finally, the minute was up, and Julian quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around himself. It barely covered anything, but it was better than nothing. He grabbed the trash bag from the kitchen and headed for the back door, his face burning with humiliation.

As he stepped outside, the cool evening air hit his skin, and he shivered, clutching the tiny towel tightly. The trash cans were at the far end of the yard, and Julian knew there was no way he’d make it there without the towel slipping.

Sure enough, as he reached the trash cans, the towel slipped again, falling to the ground. Julian yelped and quickly picked it up, but not before he heard a voice behind him.

“Julian? What are you doing out here?”

Julian spun around, his heart racing as he saw his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson, standing on the other side of the fence. She was holding a watering can, her eyes wide with surprise.

Julian’s face burned as he quickly wrapped the towel around himself. “Uh... just taking out the trash,” he said, his voice shaky.

Mrs. Henderson raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. “In a towel?”

Julian hesitated, then forced a weak smile. “It’s, uh... a confidence-building exercise.”

Mrs. Henderson stared at him for a moment, then shook her head and went back to watering her plants.

“Julian!” Justin called, his tone sharp. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Julian spun around, his heart sinking as he saw Justin and Alex standing in the doorway, their arms crossed and their expressions smug.

“I, uh... I was just—” Julian stammered, his voice shaky.

“You were just breaking the rules,” Alex interrupted, his tone dripping with fake disappointment. “You picked up the towel before the minute was up. That’s a deal-breaker, Julian.”

Julian’s stomach dropped. “What? No! I didn’t mean to! It was an accident!”

Justin shook his head, his grin widening. “Sorry, Julian. Rules are rules. You lost the deal.”

Julian’s face burned as he realized what this meant. Justin and Alex were now free to tease him about his “little boy parts” forever. And judging by the looks on their faces, they were already planning their next move.

“Alright, Julian,” Justin said, his tone teasing. “Since you lost the deal, you have to do one last thing for us.”

Julian’s heart raced. “What? No! The deal’s over! You can’t make me do anything else!”

Alex chuckled, leaning against the doorframe. “Oh, we’re not making you do anything. But if you don’t, we’ll tell everyone at school about your little... performance today.”

Julian’s stomach churned. The thought of everyone at school finding out about this was too much to bear. “Fine,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “What do you want?”

Justin’s grin widened. “We want you to go back inside and tell your mom that you’re the naked little boy, and you’re ready for bed.”

Julian’s eyes widened in horror. “What? No way!”

Alex shrugged, his tone casual. “Your choice, Julian. But if you don’t, we’ll make sure everyone at school knows about your little... accident.”

Julian groaned, his face burning as he realized he had no choice. “Fine,” he muttered, his voice shaky. “I’ll do it.”

As Julian walked back inside, his face burning with humiliation, Justin and Alex followed, their grins widening with every step.

Julian stood in the hallway, his face burning as he prepared to do the unthinkable. Justin and Alex were right behind him, their grins widening with every passing second. Julian took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, but it was no use. His heart was racing, and his hands were trembling.

“Go on, Julian,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake encouragement. “You can do it.”

Julian glared at him but didn’t respond. He knew there was no escaping this. He walked into the living room, where his mom was sitting on the couch, reading a book. She looked up as he approached, her expression a mix of confusion and concern.

“Julian?” she said, her tone wary. “What’s going on?”

Julian hesitated, his face burning as he forced the words out. “I, uh... I’m the naked little boy, and I’m ready for bed.”

His mom stared at him, clearly not understanding. “What?”

Julian’s face burned even hotter as he repeated himself, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m the naked little boy, and I’m ready for bed.”

His mom’s eyes widened in disbelief, and she glanced over Julian’s shoulder at Justin and Alex, who were trying—and failing—to stifle their laughter. “What on earth is going on here?”

Justin stepped forward, his tone dripping with fake innocence. “It’s just a game, Aunt Lisa. Julian’s... uh... practicing his acting skills.”

Alex nodded, his grin widening. “Yeah, he’s really getting into character.”

Julian’s mom sighed, shaking her head. “This is ridiculous. Julian, go put some clothes on and get ready for bed. And you two,” she said, turning to Justin and Alex, “stop encouraging this nonsense.”

Justin and Alex held up their hands in mock surrender, but their grins never wavered. Julian didn’t respond. He just turned and walked upstairs, his face burning with humiliation.

As he reached his room, Justin and Alex followed, their laughter echoing down the hallway. “Nice job, Julian,” Justin said, his tone teasing. “You really sold it.”

Alex chuckled, leaning against the doorframe. “Yeah, you’re a natural. Maybe you should consider a career in acting.”

Julian didn’t respond. He just flopped down on his bed, burying his face in his pillow.

Julian lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his face still burning with humiliation. The day had been a nightmare from start to finish, and now, with the deal officially lost, he knew things were only going to get worse. Justin and Alex were in the room with him, their laughter echoing as they prepared for bed.

“Well, Julian,” Justin said, his tone dripping with fake sympathy, “you gave it your best shot. But rules are rules. From now on, we get to tease you about your little boy parts as much as we want.”

Alex chuckled, climbing into his own bed. “Yeah, and trust me, we’ve got plenty of material to work with.”

Julian groaned, burying his face in his pillow. “Just leave me alone, okay?”

Justin and Alex exchanged a look, clearly enjoying Julian’s misery. “Alright, alright,” Justin said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “We’ll let you rest. For now.”

As Justin and Alex settled into their beds, their laughter slowly faded, replaced by the soft sounds of them getting comfortable. Julian sighed and sat up. He decided to sleep in the nude. After all, everyone had already seen his “little pee pee” anyway. What did it matter at this point?

Julian turned off the light and climbed into bed, pulling the covers up to his chin. As he lay there in the dark, he couldn’t help but replay the day’s events in his mind. The excavator briefs, the tiny towel, the spanking, the neighbor, the trash incident—it had all been a nightmare. And now, with Justin and Alex free to tease him indefinitely, he knew things were only going to get worse.

But as Julian drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but feel a small sense of relief. The day was finally over. And no matter how bad tomorrow was, it couldn’t possibly be worse than today.



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