The Laptop

By NAMB

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Copyright 2025 by NAMB all rights reserved

[8,023 words]

The Six Pack

At the Sleepover

Dawn was the youngest of the “Six Pack” and it was her birthday sleepover that they were celebrating. The six girls: Diana (12), Connie (12), Joanne (12), Regina (11), Kerri (11) and Dawn who had just turned 11 were on the same sports teams: they played soccer together, were on the swim team together and played basketball together.

The sleepover was predictable: pizza, movies, popcorn, soda, silly games and a lot of girlish chatter about food, shopping, clothes, school and boys, especially boys.

“Where’s your brother tonight,” Diana asked.

Dawn replied, “He’s over at his friend, Roy’s house. He said that with six of us girls there would be so much estrogen that he’d drown in it.”

The girls giggled.

“I’m kind of disappointed,” Connie remarked, “He’s kind of cute. I wouldn’t mind seeing him.”

“So says you. He’s not your brother. You have no idea how much he teases me.”

“Besides,” Kerri put in, “He’s too old for you. What is he, like 16?”

“He won’t be 16 for a month.”

“A girl can dream, can’t she?”

“If you want him, you can have him. He’s picked on every one of you at one time or another.”

Regina said, “Yeah, he keeps calling me fat. I’m not fat, I’m big boned. Didn’t he a give you a hard time too, Joanne?”

“Well, he did up until last year. Then I had my growth spurt and now he teases me about my boobs. Roy is even worse. I don’t like the way he stares at me.”

The rest of the girls chimed in with various comments and the consensus was that the boys really weren’t all that bad, but they didn’t seem to respect the girls as much as the girls thought they should be respected.

“Well, I hope they grow up soon. I’m tired of being picked on all the time.” Dawn concluded.

The girls then talked about other boys they knew and the question came up. “OK girls, who was the first boy you ever kissed and how old were the both of you at the time?

Diana spoke first, “My cousin Jack, he was 12 at the time and I was 10.”

Dawn objected, “Cousins and other relatives don’t count.”

“OK, it was Danny Morrison back in the 4^th grade. I didn’t really kiss him, but he kissed me. He just ran up and grabbed me and kissed me. I think his friends dared him to do it.”

“Corrine, what about you?”

“I’m kind of the same as Diana: the very first boy was my cousin. He was 10 at the time and I was 9, but I also kissed another boy named Peter at the same time. We were playing ‘spin the bottle.’ I even got to kiss a couple of girls.”

“Oooh!” the crowd murmured.

“Maybe we can all kiss and tell each other,” Dawn suggested. “Regina, what about you?”

“I can’t recall.”

“That means you’ve never done it.”

“I don’t know. I suppose so. OK, so I haven’t. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?”

“It’s OK. Joanne, your turn.”

“Roger Bryan. That was a couple of months ago. We were at the dance and he danced with me and when it ended, he just kissed me.”

“I remember you telling us that. So, do you think he’s sweet on you?”

“I don’t know. He’s pleasant enough when I meet him, but it’s not like he’s asked me out.”

“Kerri, what’s your story?”

“I haven’t kissed a boy, and I’m not sure I want to.”

“OK, so that leaves me. I haven’t kissed a boy yet, but unlike Kerri, I want to see what it’s like.”

Diana laughed, “Okay, enough of the tame stuff. Who’s going first? We all know what we really want to talk about tonight! We’ve been whispering it to each other all week.”

Connie clarified, “Oh, you mean our first penis stories? This is going to be good!”

Joanne urged, “Come on, Diana. You brought it up, so you should start!”

“OK, OK! Mine wasn’t exactly magical. I was 9, and it was with Jason Thompson. We were walking back from the basketball game after school. He asked me if he could walk me home. He never did anything like that before, but I didn’t see any harm in it. He is kind of cute.

We took the shortcut down the alleyway on Greene Street. Then all of a sudden, he stopped. I stopped too. He unzipped his pants and just pulled it out. At first, I didn’t even know what I was looking at. Then it hit me. I could feel my stomach flip. Before I could do anything else, he put it back in, zipped up and ran off without saying a word. We haven’t spoken about it since. I still feel kind of funny around him.”

“Oh my gosh, that sounds so cool! I bet Jason is still embarrassed over it. I wonder why he did it.” Regina said.

“Maybe he had a dare or lost a bet. Anyway, that was my first. I wish I had gotten a better look at it.”

It was Connie’s turn next. “Mine was with this guy named Ricky at summer camp. We were playing truth or dare around the campfire, and he got dared to let the girl of his choice unzip him and take out his penis. For some reason, he chose me. Everyone was watching, so I just went for it. It was quick, but he was so surprised he fell off the log he was sitting on! We both just started laughing, and it was over before I even knew it. It was kind of dark and I really couldn’t see it very well.”

Joanne spoke next, “That sounds like something from a movie!

Mine was kind of by accident. We were all at my grandmother’s house for Thanksgiving. Grandma warned me about the bathroom door downstairs. Unless you jiggle the handle just right, it didn’t latch properly. All us girls were staying downstairs. It was our bedroom by night and the playroom for us kids during the day. My cousin Andy came down to use the bathroom after breakfast. He didn’t get the door latched properly.

So, there he is, standing in front of the toilet peeing when the door swung up. All us girls saw it. I guess boys can’t stop pee in the middle because he just stood there still peeing. It must have been at least a good 30 seconds before he could pull up his shorts. I think he felt even more embarrassed because his sister saw him. I bet she’ll remind him of the incident for the rest of their lives. Still, I think I got a better look at his than either Diana or Connie did with their boys.

“I think mine might be the most embarrassing.” Kerri stated, “It was with this boy, Matt, who was my lab partner in science class. We were goofing around after school while waiting for our parents, and I dared him to show it to me, thinking he’d chicken out. But he didn’t! I was so surprised that I found myself gasping for air. I was panting like a dog on a hot day. I think he wanted to disappear into the floor! Now that I know what one looks like, I think I can do better the next time I see one.”

Regina laughed, “I think every girl feels awkward when seeing her first penis. Mine was with Kevin during a game of strip poker. He seemed to have a particularly bad bit of luck with the cards. The other boy in the game was down to his pants and underpants and the worst we girls had was shoeless, sockless and our bra showing.

He was the first to get naked. We girls looked on with wide open eyes, but the other boy was blushing.”

Diana said, “Dawn you’ve been quiet. When did you see your first penis?”

“I haven’t seen one yet.”

Kerri said, “Oh girls, we got us a virgin here. We have to get her a boy and get him naked so she can see what she’s missing.

Don’t worry about it, It’s just a funny looking piece of flesh. I really don’t know why boys make such a big deal over it.”

“It sounds like we all had our fair share of awkwardness! But honestly, that’s what makes it so memorable.” Diana said.

Connie concurred, “Agreed! It’s all part of being a girl and growing up, right?”

Joanne put in her two cents, “Definitely. And now we get to laugh about it together.”

“I’m glad we’re sharing these stories.” Kerri stated. “It makes the whole thing feel less embarrassing.”

Connie, “Yes, I have to admit it, it makes me blush whenever I think about it, but just think how embarrassing it must be for the boys.”

Regina noted, “Who knows, maybe we’ll have better stories the next time we see a penis.”

Diana piped up, “Here’s to the next time!

“That’s it? That’s the best we can do?” Kerri lamented, “We’re 11 and 12 years old and none of us has seen a boy over 10? We have got to do something to change that!”

Connie lamented, “I don’t think that there is much we can do about it tonight. How about a movie?” she suggested.

The Laptop

The girls went through the collection deciding on which movie to watch. When they went to play it, they noticed that the cable was detached. Instead, a cable was attached to a laptop.

“Is that your brother’s laptop?” Kerri asked.

“Yes, I think it is.”

“Do you want to have fun looking at what’s on it?”

“I don’t know his password.”

“I don’t need to know it. I got this,” Kerri said, pulling a USB stick out of her pocket.

“What is that?”

“It’s a computer that fits in a pocket. All have to do is plug it into a USB port on the computer and turn it on and it takes over the computer.”

“You’re kidding me, aren't you?”

“You girls need to pay more attention in our STEM classes. Sometimes it pays to be a geek girl.”

“OK, smarty pants, show us!”

Kerri put the stick into a port on the laptop and turned it on. It went through an unfamiliar boot process and then came up with a strange looking screen.

Dawn was panicked and nearly screamed, “You broke my brother’s computer. He’ll kill me.”

“No, I haven’t. It’s just a Linux stick. If I take it out and reboot the computer. Everything will be back to normal.

The smarts are on the stick. It uses the keyboard, monitor, and any other peripherals of the main computer but does all the processing right here,” she stated, tapping the stick.

“Best of all, you can ‘mount’ the hard disk like the main computer mounts a USB stick. This means you can see what’s on the hard drive and copy and paste stuff from drive to drive.

So, let’s see what your brother has on his computer.”

She moved the cursor around the screen, clicked on some things and, for all the other girls knew, sacrificed a live chicken. Soon she found what she wanted.

“This is it. I am in the home directory of your brother’s account on the computer. Let’s see what we can find.”

“Can we read his emails?”

“I’m afraid not. I would need passwords for that. It’s probably in the cloud and not actually on the computer. The same goes for browser history and some other stuff. I might be able to get a list of his bookmarks if he has them backed up.

All I can see are files that he has saved on the computer.”

“What good is that?”

“How about we go to the Documents folder and find out?”

Kerri navigated the directory folders with the skill of Magellan.

“Oh, your brother is making this easy. He’s well organized. He’s got folders for homework, subdivided by courses, he’s got all his games in one area. Here’s a section for sports and here is one labeled stories. Let’ go there.”

Kerri only had to open a few files to see the nature of the stories. They were pornographic in nature, but what really excited the girls were that many of them, dealt with topics like female domination and a thing called CFNM which they quickly found out meant “Clothed Female Naked Male.”

“Read the stories to us,” Dawn demanded.

“I will, but I have to do something else first.”

“What’s that?”

“There are too many of them to read them all tonight. Plus, we may want to explore more of the computer.

I’m copying them to the thumb drive.”

“You can do that?”

Kerri glared at Dawn for even asking the question, but then said, “You’re right, I can save them to the cloud. It will be easier for us to get them from there.

“Dawn asked, cloud? How do I do that?”

Kerri glared at her again.

Dawn replied, “OK, I get it. I’ll sign up for the computer course the next time it’s offered.”

“Now let’s get to the real fun part: videos and pictures.”

The room was silent as soon as she opened the first video. It featured some football players (European futbol) who “picked up” some airline stewardesses. They adjourned to a suite to “party.” Soon the women were stripped to their panties and bras but the women stripped the men until they were completely naked.

The women were making the men let them ride on them like horses, slapping their asses as the men hobbled about on their hands and knees. It was about that time that the girl who was delivering the champaign room service arrived. She joined the fun as well.

Soon, the real fun began. The women donned dildos and made the men suck on them and then shoved them up the men’s asses.

Kerri had to stop the video when Joanne announced, “I think I’m going to get sick.” She gave the girl a chance to calm down before continuing.

The video concluded with the women making the men jerk off for them and leaving them tied up on the bed.

The next video was milder. It featured a group of businesswomen who made one of their male coworkers strip naked for them, serve them wine, lick their shoes clean and even spanked him. The man was then made to kneel and jerk off for them.

“Oh man, these are better than any movie we could have selected.”

“There’ a lot here. I’m moving them over to the cloud. This may take a couple of minutes.”

The girls waited patiently as the transfer was made.

There was an argument as to whether to continue to watch the videos or to keep exploring. Kerri put an end to it. “Girls, I’m getting this all in the cloud. When I get home, I will give you a link and then you can either watch them there or download them.

I want to see what he has in his picture gallery.”

This was also not a surprise. It was well-organized and under the folder FemDom they found gold. Most of the pictures were of women spanking men, women wanking men and women making men do embarrassing things such as sucking each other’s cocks.

“OH … MY … GOD.” Diana exclaimed. “Look at all those penises. Do women really do those things?”

“They must,” Connie said, pointing at the screen. “There’s proof. Look at that. Some of them look like they were taken at a strip club or some other staged activity. But others look like they were taken in private homes. I’ve heard that hiring a male stripper is a thing at bachelorette parties.

They get a guy to dress up as a cop and he puts handcuffs on the guest of honor and then dances in front of her as he strips.”

“Oh that sounds so cool. Why didn’t we think of hiring a male stripper?” Diana asked.

“I tried talking my mom into it,” Dawn joked, “But I could not sell her on the idea.”

“That would never happen,” Connie said.

“It did!” Regina piped up. “I read an article where a mom was arrested for hiring a male stripper for her daughter’s birthday party.”

“Tell us all about it.” Joanne insisted. “How old were the girls and what about the boy.”

“That’s all I really know. All they said was that the girls were underaged, but that the man was in his 20s. You can look it up on the internet.”

“Wow, imagine seeing an adult man’s penis. Those girls were really lucky.”

Kerri kept scrolling through the pictures and then she stopped in her tracks.

There was a small series of pictures featuring naked boys. The boys were Justin and Roy! There were shots apparently taken by the other boy and two selfies taken in the mirror of Justin and Roy and both of them were naked and totally erected.

“Why would they take pictures of themselves like that?” Regina asked.

“They’re boys,” Connie responded. “Who knows why boys do what they do. I heard that boys are proud of their penises. They are always bragging about how big they are. If that’s so, then why do they try to hide them from us girls?

“Are the ones the boys have big?”

“How do I know? It’s not like I’ve seen dozens of penises to compare them to. From what we saw in the videos and other pictures, there were some bigger and some smaller. Our boys apparently are somewhere in between.”

“Oh, I definitely want those pictures!” more than one girl commented.

“I’m sending all the pictures to the cloud. I’ll send these particular pictures to your phones.”

Dawn said, “You can do that; send to a phone from a com …” She shut up immediately. Of course, Kerri can. She could probably get a computer to make her bed for her.

Kerri then hooked the laptop up to the TV. The girls spent the rest of the evening watching Justin’s pornographic video collection on the big screen. Each girl had her favorite video and a particular activity that excited her.

“There is one last thing I want to do. I downloaded Justin’s favorites backups. I’m going to do a sweep of them. It should tell us where he’s been browsing. I’ll analyze that when I get home.”

The sun was coming up when Kerri finally shut down the computer. She rebooted it and up came the usual login screen. “See Dawn, the computer isn’t broken. It’s like we were never there. Your brother will never know.

OK girls, pay attention to your emails. I’ll be posting the links to all these files. Then I need to set up a chat. We have a lot to discuss.”

“Like which movies or pictures or stories we like best?”

“That and what to do about those pictures we have of the boys. I am sure that they do not want those getting out.”

-=o=-

The following day, the girls got an email from Kerri. It contained a URL. The text that went along with it stated, “You girls have to check this site out. It’s called the Forced Nudity Site. There are no pictures, but it has stories about people making other people get naked and embarrassing them.

There are a couple of stories where the girls are made to get naked, but almost all of them are about girls, GIRLS LIKE US, who get boys naked and embarrass them make them do things for them.

We’ll have to start a book club to get through all of them. There are literally thousands of stories on the site that go back so far our mothers could have read them when they were our age. It seems that girls being in control of boys is something that goes back at least a generation.

Be prepared to talk about them. I’ll set up an online meeting for tomorrow night.

In the Chatroom

Kerri: Hi girls. I’m glad to see everybody made it.

I see that you all got the link about the Forced Nudity Archives. Those stories are hot. So many girls in charge of so many boys!

Dawn: I think the stories are all made up.

Kerri: Of course they are.

Connie: It doesn’t matter. I like stories where the girls take control over the boys. Don’t you wish we could do that?

Diana: I sure do. I’d love to be in charge of my brother the way some of the girls in those stories are.

Kerri: The stories may be made up, but who do you think writes them?

There was no response for a while, so the girl continued.

Kerri: Men do! This is their fantasy. They actually like the idea of girls taking control of boys and getting them naked.

Dawn: That’s weird.

Kerri: I don’t think they would want to have girls in control of them now. That would be weird. I think that they are acting out their boyhood fantasies.

Connie: I like the idea of being in control of boys our age or older but not adults. That’s just creepy.

Kerri: That is the way it should be. We should stay away from dirty old men.

Connie: Reading some of the stories made me feel good to be a girl.

Regina: Me too.

Kerri: Think about what I just said a while ago. If these are some men’s childhood fantasies then there must be boys our age who have these same fantasies. Getting boys naked might not be as difficult as we thought.

Regina: I like the stories where the girls have pictures of the boys and they make them get naked and play with themselves or show themselves to other girls.

Kerri: And that’s what we have, girls. We have pictures of naked boys and we didn’t even have to trick them to get them. I suggest that we read more of these stories to get some more ideas. We have hundreds of suggestions from adult male writers on how to go about doing this.

Kerri: Now, did you have a chance to look at the videos and the pictures?

Diana: You bet! I’ve been watching every spare moment I have. I just finished the one with the school where the boys had to get naked for the girls.

Dawn: I saw that one too! The headmistress looked sort of like Mrs. Bennington only she was a lot younger.

Connie: I think I saw it too. Everybody looked to be like 20 years old. I wish they could have used real schoolgirls our age.

Dawn: I wish our school uniforms looked like the one in the movie.

Regina: You guys got to tell me which one this is. I don’t think I got to watch it yet.

Connie: I’ll look it up for you. It’s hot. Not only do the boys have to get naked, but the girls get to touch them and they put ribbons around their penises – if I ever get a boy naked, I’m going to do that. And then they made one of the boys suck off another.

Joanne: I saw a movie where the women made the men suck each other off. I think that’s so hot.

Dawn: I want to see more of that, too.

Connie: Do men really do that?

Kerri: I think they do. That’s what gay boys do with each other.

Connie: So, the boys are gay?

Kerri: Maybe, but I think the girls made them do it. That seems to be part of what this is all about. girls making boys do things they don’t want to do. That’s the part that makes me wet.

Diana: I saw that in some of the movies I watched. I liked it too.

Dawn: Then there is one with the female gym instructor. She made her male students get naked and run around. It seemed so funny watching all those penises flopping around. And then some cheerleaders came in and the boys were made to stand in front of them and masturbate as the girls cheered. They give a particularly loud cheer when each one of the boys shot his sperm.

Connie: Did anyone see the one at the woman’s birthday party?

Regina: I’ve watched so many of them that I can’t keep them all straight.

Dawn: watching boys suck each other off is nice, but I like it when the boys jerk themselves off. I like it even better when the women jerk them off. I saw one where they had some sort of a machine on the man’s penis and it jerked it back and forth and the women were holding some kind of game controller that made it do that. I want one of those!

Joanne: I really like the ones where the women strap on a fake penis and put it into the guy’s ass.

Diana: Yeah, that’s so great!

Dawn: me too.

Connie: I want one of those things. I wonder if boys know they have a penis all the time. I mean, it’s right there in their pants. How can they walk around all day with it there and not know that it’s there?

Kerri: Maybe that’s why they jerk off so much.

Diana: I bet they know they have a penis when they have a cock cage on it.

Connie: Cock cage? I must have missed that one.

Diana: It’s called male chastity. The woman locks up the man’s penis in a cage and she keeps the key. The poor boy can’t jerk off and even has to pee sitting down like us girls. The woman decides when the man can pleasure himself. She controls his cock.”

Dawn: What’s with the sneakers?

Connie: Sneakers?

Dawn: My brother had a couple of videos where women wore sneakers – mostly Vans – and they rubbed the soles of the sneakers against the boy’s penis and made it cum. Sometimes they just did it against the boy’s body, but sometimes they used some kind of box where the penis sticks out of a hole. It sounds so funny when the women do this to them. The soles make a funny “slicky slicky” sound as she rubs them against the boy’s penis.

Kerri: I think that’s something called a fetish. I’m not so sure how it works, but boys get hard when they even look at it.

Dawn: Now that I think about it, Justin does seem to look at my feet a lot when I wear my Vans, especially the pink ones.

Regina: If that’s what it takes, I’m wearing mine all the time.

Kerri: I don’t think Vans work on all boys, but maybe some other object or whatever will. But if Justin has videos of it, then it must be something that turns him on. Maybe we can use this to our advantage.

Regina: I wonder if Roy has the same – what did you call it?

Kerri: Fetish.

Regina: Yea, that’s it. I wonder if Roy has the same fetish for sneakers as Justin does.

Kerri: There is one way to find out.

Regina: How’s that?

Kerri: We wear them when he’s around. If there is a lump in his pants, then he likes them. My cousin told me, “The penis never lies. When it unfurls, it’s for the girls.” When a boy gets excited, his penis pops up and there is nothing he can do about it.

Dawn: You mean we can make them do that?

Kerri: Yes we can. The next time you see a boy staring at you, look at his crotch. See if it’s tented out.

Regina: But we’re just little girls.

Kerri: It doesn’t matter. Also check out the crotches on old men, too. If they’re looking at you and there is a bulge, RUN! Avoid them. But it’s natural for boys of our age to get hard around us.

Kerri: I’d like to stick around all day and do movie reviews but we got more important issues to discuss. Justin and Roy. First of all, do we all agree that we want to see them naked? I want a vote from each girl: yes or no.

Diana: yes

Dawn: yes

Connie: yes

Regina: yes

Joanne: yes

Kerri: And to make it official, I vote yes. It’s unanimous.

Kerri: It’s also important to keep this thing a secret. If word gets out, we’ll be in trouble and the fun ends. Connie and Joanne, I know you have younger sisters. They will have to wait. Do you agree?

Connie: OK

Joanne: My sister and I are best friends. I can’t keep something as important as this from her.

Kerri: I’m not saying that she can never join our group. I’m just saying that we need to proceed with caution. We will have to set up a way to bring new girls into the group. I have a younger cousin who I know will enjoy seeing a couple of naked boys.

Diana: I’d like to see my brother naked.

Regina: I’d like to see both of mine naked.

Kerri: In due time, girls. First let’s work with the boys we got and maybe after working with them, we’ll learn how to get other boys. There are some ideas in the stories how girls use their boys to get other boys.

Saturday

It was Saturday and raining. Normally the Justin and Roy would join their friends to play ball or otherwise hang out. Their original plans for this particular Saturday was to log onto some of the racier sites and enjoy pleasuring themselves. Justin’s parents were out for the day.

The boys were disappointed. The rain also cancelled Dawn’s soccer practice. She had her friend Kerri over and although the parents were out for the day, they did not want to chance doing anything with two girls in the house.

Dawn walked by her brother’s room and looked in, she saw Justin and Roy at the computer playing a game. Next to them was the mirror on Justin’s closet. The picture of the two naked boys in the reflection came to mind. Instead, she managed to say, “Oh hi, Roy. When did you get here?”

“About 15 minutes ago.”

“Do you want to stay for lunch. Mom left us plenty. Kerri and I can make it up for us in about an hour.”

“That would be great,” the boy responded with a smile, “Thanks.” Sometimes the boys could be so nice, yet she hardly felt a twinge about what she was planning to do to them.

“This is perfect,” Kerri noted. “The boys are together in Justin’s room. I just checked with them and they plan to be there for the rest of the morning.”

Dawn and Kerri were ready to spring their trap. The first thing was to put the other four girls on alert. They decided to play it “cloak and dagger” and sent a message, “The roosters are in the henhouse.”

They went up to the Justin’s room. Dawn knocked on the door. Justin turned around and asked, “What is it, sis?”

She explained, “There is something wrong with the TV in the playroom. Can you come down and look at it?”

Justin gave a sigh, but said, “Yeah, sure.”

“Roy,” Kerri said, “You’re a technical wizard. Maybe you can help?”

Roy just shrugged his shoulders and got up.

Dawn poured on the charm, “Thank you boys; it’s really sweet of you to help us out like this.”

The girls led the boys to the playroom.

“What’s the problem?” Justin asked as he looked at the black screen.

“This,” Dawn said as she clicked on the remote.

There was the picture that the two boys took of themselves in the mirror.

The boys stood there rooted in shock.

After and extremely embarrassing moment for the boys, Roy managed to say, “H-how did you girls get these pictures?”

“That doesn’t matter. All that does matter is that we have it and other pictures of you boys naked.”

“You can’t show those pictures to anyone,” her brother said.

“We have them and we can show anyone we want.”

“Come on, sis, be reasonable.”

Dawn giggled, “This feels so good when I think about all those times you picked on me and my friends and made fun of them for being fat or having big boobs. How does it feel to be made uncomfortable by being naked on the screen.”

“OK sis, you win. We won’t pick on you anymore. You have to get rid of those pictures.”

“I won’t,” the girl said, “but I will promise not to send them to anyone.”

“Thanks, sis.”

“Oh you boys are not off the hook so easily. The promise is only good if you obey Kerri and me. We want you to take off your clothes for us now.”

“What?” both boys said in unison.

“Get naked. We want to see you. ALL OF YOU.”

“You can’t do that.”

Kerri pointed to the screen, “Oh yes, we can. Look at the screen. We’ve already seen what you have to offer. Get naked or else that picture goes out to every girl we know.”

The boys knew that they were beaten and started to disrobe. They got down to their boxers and hoped that it was sufficient for the girls.

As they were busy disrobing Kerri surreptitious sent a pre-typed message to the rest of the six pack. “The cocks have left the henhouse.”

“Down with the shorts,” Dawn commanded, “or would you like us girls to do it for you.”

The boys got the message and lowered their shorts and stepped out of them.

The boys blushed as they stood there naked in front of the girls.

The girls blushed as the two naked boys stood up. Kerri blushed and put her hands up to her face to hide it, but most definitely not hiding her eyes. Dawn put her hand over her mouth in a vain attempt to stop a severe case of the giggles.

This was it! It was a victory of the girls over the boys. No longer could they say that they’ve only seen little boys’ pee-pees. Now they were looking at two adolescent boy penises, in the flesh.

“Oh, they are so funny looking,” Dawn managed to say at last.

“Now make them hard for us,” Kerri insisted, “I’m sure you know how to do that.”

The boys looked at each other. Reluctantly, they took their penises in their hands, grabbed hold of the flesh on the shaft and rolled it over the head repeatedly.

The girls saw this in the many videos that they watched, but that was some strange men doing it for some strange women. This was two real boys that they knew doing it for them in the same room.

The girls looked on intently. When it seemed that they got as big as they were going to get, they stopped the boys.

“Let us touch them,” Dawn said, and without waiting for an answer, reached out and grabbed her brother’s penis. “It’s HOT!” she exclaimed.

“Mine too!” her friend responded.

The boys noted her use of the possessive pronoun. It was no longer HIS penis but was now HER penis.

Just then the doorbell rang. The boys looked worried, but the girls seemed calm.

“Go see who that is,” Dawn said.

The boys looked at each other and said nothing.

The doorbell rang again.

“Which of you will answer it?” Kerri demanded.

“We can’t answer it like this.” Justin complained.

Kerri let out a sigh. She grabbed Roy by the balls and said, “Let’s all answer it.” Roy stood motionless for only a moment before the girl’s tugging on his testicles became unbearable.

Dawn did the same thing to her brother.

The foursome made it upstairs and to the door. Dawn opened it wide giving a full view of everyone to the person on the step. It was Joanne. She let out a shriek as soon as she saw the naked boys.

Joanne lived only down the block. However, she got there so fast, she must have run.

The boys were relieved when the girls closed the door.

Justin finally managed to say, “I thought you promised, no more girls.”

“I never promised that. I just said that I would send no pictures to girls. I am true to my word. I did not send the picture to Joanne AFTER I made that promise. I sent it to her BEFORE I made the promise.

Justin rolled his eyes and asked with annoyance, “Who else did you send the picture to BEFORE you made the promise.”

“I suppose I can tell you since you will find out soon enough. There’s Joanne here and Diana and Connie and Regina.”

As if on cue, the doorbell rang again.

Kerri let go of Roy’s penis and pushed him forward. Dawn did the same with her brother.

Kerri stated, “This time BOTH of you will answer the door and make sure you open it fully.”

The boys obeyed and there stood Diana and Regina. Both girls giggled and pointed. “Oh, this is delicious,” Regina commented.

Connie arrived moments later and was delighted at the sight of her naked doormen.

It was only after everyone was assembled in the hallway that Kerri noted that each of the new girls was wearing her Vans sneakers. She thought to herself, “That lesson on fetishes seems to have paid off. Let’s see how well it works.”

“Let’ get this party going,” Dawn announced.

Pointing to the kitchen she said to the boys, “Fetch us some sodas and some chips, We girls will be downstairs.”

As they entered the kitchen, Roy asked Justin, “How fucked are we?”

The response was, “Very!”

“How did your sister get the picture?”

“She must have hacked my computer. I’ve been careful. I have a good password. She’s a smart girl in many ways, but she’s not computer smart.”

“Kerri!” both boys said simultaneously.

“That little brainiac broke into my laptop somehow. And here I thought she was nothing more than a skinny little nerd girl.”

“The operative word here is ‘GIRL.’ How did we get outsmarted by a bunch of little girls?”

“I don’t think that matters. There’s nothing we can do about it for the moment. We’ll have to come up with some ideas.

Come on, let’s get down there. I don’t want the girls in an angry mood. They are bad enough as it is.”

There were catcalls and whistles as the boys entered the playroom with the refreshments.

“Stand there in the middle of the room,” Kerri commanded as soon as the boys set the food down “Let’s get a good look at you. Turn around slowly.”

The boys felt very much naked in the center of the room with the six pre-teen girls surrounding them.

One of the girls shouted out, “Cute buns” while the rest of the girls nodded.

Joanne asked, “Is that as big as they get. Maybe I was excited when I first saw them, but they seemed bigger then.”

Dawn winked at Kerri and said, “Let’s give the boys a hand.” They promptly went about fondling the boys’ penises and soon had them standing out tall.

“I wonder how big they are,” Connie mused.

Diana piped up. “According to the stories I read, it’s fun for girls to measure how big their boys are.”

“Way ahead of you,” Dawn replied. “I got everything I need right here,” as she went over to a desk to retrieve the ruler.

“Who want’s to help out?” Kerri said. All the girls hands went up.

In the end, the girls decided that since Dawn and Kerri had already had some fun with the boys, that the four new comers would do the measuring.

Diana held Roy’s penis in one hand and the ruler on top of it pushing it in until it met resistance. Connie slid a playing card edgewise under the ruler until it touched the tip of his penis. She called out the reading: “Six and … an eight.”

Joanne and Regina used the same technique with Justin’s penis. Regina called out “Six even.”

“Well, now that we know that important piece of information,” Kerri announced, “Let’s move onto the main event.”

“Hey,” Dawn objected, “This is my house and one of the boys is my brother so I should decide what we do.”

Kerri bowed to her friend and said, “I’m sorry, what should we do next?”

“Have them jerk off.”

All the girls giggled. Of course that’s what they all wanted to see.

“The question is, do we have them both jerk off at the same time or do we have each of them do it singly?”

Dawn looked that the girls. “How about a show of hands. One at a time?” Three hands went up. “Singly.” She raised her hand and two others also went up.

Kerri won the day with her argument. “If the boys do it all at once, then we will have to divide our attention between them. Also, if they both ejaculate at the same time we will miss half the action.

Now, raise you hands. How many of you girls have watched a boy jerk off?”

No hands went up. Connie did say, “I saw a lot of men jerking off on the videos.”

“That doesn’t count,” Kerri countered, “According to the stories on the site I sent you girls, boys have a ‘tell’ they get to look funny, act funny and sound funny just before they ejaculate.

If we pay attention to the first boy, we will learn what these signs are and can be prepared to take pictures or videos.”

Justin interrupted again, “You girls said no more pictures.”

Dawn corrected him again, “I said that I would not send a particular set of pictures. I said nothing about not taking any MORE pictures.”

Both boys looked at their feet.

They brightened up a bit when she added, “We will keep the pictures only within our private group.”

“So, who do we want to see go first?” Justin won by a 4 to 2 hand vote.

“Justin,” Dawn said, “I heard that boys can do this in almost any position: sitting down surfing porn on the computer, standing in the shower and laying down in bed. I read one story where the boy did it kneeling in front of a toilet to catch his spunk.

Can you do that? Can you do it while kneeling? It’s such a submissive position, I think us girls would like to see you do it that way.

We don’t need a vote on this girls, do we? I mean we will see all the positions eventually.”

There were no objections.

“Kneel down in front of the TV facing us. We’ll scrunch up on the couch and watch. Move the table out of the way.”

Justin accepted the offer of a cushion. The tile floors were rather cold and hard on his knees.

Each girl leaned forward in her seat as Justin started his masturbation. It was as if the extra couple of inches gave them a much better view.

Justin felt miserable. He felt shame not only for himself but for all boys in general. Jerking off is a very private thing that even boys do not talk about openly and now he was performing this most sacred of male rituals for the enjoyment of girls as much as five years his junior.

At first, he proceeded mechanically with his eyes closed. It was one sense less to experience his embarrassment. He could definitely hear the girls whispers, titterings and giggle. He swore that he could feel their breaths on his body even though they were four feet away. But by some other sense, he was aware of their presence.

The current situation and the sisterhood of the girls provided an atmosphere of Girl Power that permeated both the girls and the boys. He could feel their control over him and it enslaved him.

As he approached orgasm, he began to detach from reality. His universe focused on this hand, the instrument of his masturbation, and his penis. He could feel the turmoil roiling inside of him. There was a wave of pleasure and he could feel his first ejaculation surge through his tube.

Time seemed to have slowed down. He could tell that his cum had “cleared the tower” and was on its way into space when he heard the shrill shrieks that only pre-teen girls are capable of emitting.

The chorus continued as surge after surge of semen came forth from his penis. He slumped back onto his haunches and opened his eyes to see the wide eyes of the girls in response.

The reason for the girls enthusiastic response to his show became apparent. He shot his cum the full distance between them and a glob of it even landed on Connie’s sneaker.

The girls helped Justin up to an easy chair where he slumped down, exhausted and limp except for his penis which was still semi-rigid and oozing out the last of its contents. He did not care that his legs were splayed widely exposing himself and giving the girls a good view. Some of them took pictures.

Roy’s turn was next. As he took his position on the pillow facing the girls, he heard Joanne exclaim, “I wonder if he can shoot as much as Justin.” Diana commented, “I want to see how far he shoots it.” Connie piped in, “His is bigger. He got an eight of an inch head start.” All the girls giggled at her comment.

The statements impressed on him the magnitude of the situation. For him his penis was his identity; it was what made him a man. To the girls it was a toy that they forced him to abuse for their enjoyment.

He went through the same ritual as his friend. More pictures were taken of him than of Justin since the girls now knew what to expect when watching a boy masturbate.

As he approached orgasm, he heard more clicks of the girls’ cameras and comments like, “It’s happening,” “Here it comes,” “I’m switching to video.”

In spite of fact that each girl had her eyes focused on her phone, there were still a number of giggles and screeches and “Omigods.”

Roy lay on the floor, exhausted by his efforts. The girls placed the pillow under his head.

“Wow, that was some show,” Kerri remarked. “Let’s get some washcloths and clean the boys up.”

The girls spent the next couple of minutes playing nursemaids to the boys. In the process, the boys became erect again: a fact the girls did not fail to note.

The boys remained naked for the rest of the “party” and recovered their strength and got dressed.

Kerri had them look at her. “Each one of us girls has at least a dozen pictures of you boys naked and doing nasty things. If you want to make sure that no other girls get them on their phones, you will have to do exactly as we tell you.

We girls own you. If any one of us tells you, ‘show me your penis,’ you will show her you penis. It does not matter where it is or if she has other girls with her. Of course, we girls will use discretion. We like seeing your penises and we don’t want to get caught doing it.

Do you boys understand?”

She got two nods as a response.

Then she turned to the girls as the all raised their arms, high-fived each other and shouted, “Girl Power.”

The boys got a kiss from each of the girls as they went up the steps to resume what was left of their lives.