Cassia’s Curse 4: The Perfect Indian

By Aldric

Copyright 2011 by Aldric, all rights reserved
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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

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Cassia’s Curse: The Perfect Indian
 
Introduction
 
Seventh-grader Nicky Freedman was a fun-loving little imp who always seemed to have a smile on his face. However, his joyful presence wasn’t always appreciated by his classmates. One in particular was Cassia, who had been hit with several water balloons while she was wearing a white cotton shirt. Nicky didn’t help matters by yelling out that he could see her bra.
 
One thing lead to another until Cassia voiced her now-famous statement:“I curse you to have one misfortune after another! You will suffer the worst string of bad luck you’ve ever even heard of. And nobody will want you around them because the curse will fall on them too!”
 
But Nicky knew that curses were for fairy tales and movies and wasn’t the least bit put off by her threat. He had suffered a few mishaps since thenand he knew that this string was not related to any stupid curse, it was just bad luck. And after a string of bad luck always came some good luck to even things out.
 
But he had suffered the worst string of bad luck anyone could ever have. At least half the kids in his school had seen him naked, his mom thought he was weird, and he owed a promise that would be horrible to keep. If he was to get past this he would have to beable to keep from drawing any attention to himself and remain hidden. He would have to become—
 
 
The Perfect Invisible Boy
 
For the first few days after the horrible naked run followed by a bare-butt spanking on the front porch by his mom, things slowly settled down. He took an amazing amount of ridicule and teasing at school and his mom hurried home early each day to be there as close to when he got home as she could. He did his chores (he had to, his mom twice threatened another bare-butt front porch spanking if he didn’t) and stayed out of trouble. At school, none of his friends would sit with him at lunch, and only a few would even talk to him in the halls. They were all afraid of Cassia and the make-believe curse. But he knew that eventually this would blow over and things would get back to normal.
 
“Your dad has a business dinner that he and I are going to,” his mom said when he came home from school one day. “I’ll be there too of course. But since I still don’t trust you, you’ll have a sitter.”
 
“Mom, I’m thirteen years old!” Nicky said. “I can’t have a sitter—if the other kids found out…”
 
“It can’t be any more embarrassing then having them see you run home from school naked!” she said. “I’m getting you a sitter, and that final. His name is Daniel and he’s a sophomore at the high school. Maybe somebody older can help you with your dangerous urges.”
 
“Daniel Worthington?” Nicky asked. “Please not him—he has a sister named Hannah who’s in my class. Everyone will know. Can’t I stay with one of my friends?”
 
“None of your friends want you to stay with them right now, and I’m not surprised. Daniel seems like a very nice boy and he is an experienced sitter. He plays football and wrestles. Maybe he can help you get more involved with sports. Because he gets out of school later than you I need your key and the garage door opener to give him. That way if you decide to do something weird on the way home you’ll have to sit on the front porch until he gets here.”
 
“But mom…”
 
“No buts young man,” his father said, joining in on the conversation. “He is your sitter and you won’t have access to house until he gets here. And that’s final.”
 
Nicky’s dad had made it very clear in the past that when he said ‘that’s final’ he meant it. Arguing would earn him an immediate punishment and would only strengthen his father’s resolve. Nicky handed over the key and went out to his bike to get the remote.
 
The next morning Nicky was still angry over his parent’s decision to have a sitter for him. When the bus came, he tried to sit next to Adam Rich, but Adam pushed him into the aisle where he fell as everyone laughed.
 
“Take a seat and quit fooling around,” the bus driver said. “We’re already late and still have several more stops to make, so stop fooling around!”
 
“I’m not, Adam just suddenly decided to be an ass,” Nicky said. He shot the bird at Adam and tried to sit next to a sixth grader he didn’t know, but that boy put his legs across the seat hoping to prevent Nicky from sitting there. But Nicky sat down anyway on the kids legs until the kid yelled out in pain.
 
“I’ve had it!” the bus driver yelled. “Get your backside up here.” He pointed to a boy in the front row and said, “David, I know you like to sit there, but I need that seat this morning. Would you please move back so I can keep an eye on Nicky?”
 
The kid said, “sure” and got up, but he shot a dirty look at Nicky as they passed in the aisle. Nicky knew he’d created another enemy without even trying. So much for thinking he could become invisible.
 
When they got the school and the bus stopped, the driver looked at Nicky and said, “You’re suspended from my bus for a full day. That means you can’t ride it home this afternoon or to school tomorrow morning. As soon as everyone is off the bus I’ll inform the dean.”
 
“But I—you can’t! I didn’t do anything! It’s not my fault.”
 
“You messed around, you swore, you gave the one-finger salute, you tried to hurt a boy younger than you. You are suspended from the bus. One more word and I’ll make it a week-long suspension. Now get off my bus!”
 
“Jeez, somebody sure got up on the wrong side of the bed,” Nicky said as he stepped off the bus. The line of kids coming behind him was the only thing that saved him from more punishment.
 
“The weasel will really be happy to hear about this,” Scott Butler said. “I think me and Noah will have to escort you through the woods just to make sure you don’t get lost.”
 
“I’ll find my own way home,” Nicky said. “And I’m not afraid of Tom Wesel.”
 
“I’ll be sure and tell him you said that,” Scott said. “See you after school.”
 
Nicky wasn’t scared of Tom Wesel, A.K.A ‘The Weasel.’ But he was scared of the gang of kids who hung around and protected him in exchange for homework and other things they weren’t good at. And it was just last week that the weasel took his clothes, all of them, and made him run home naked for cutting though ‘his’ woods. Nicky didn’t think he’d get off any easier today. Which was why he already decided he’d cut his last class. He’d be through the woods and at home before the weasel even got out of school.
 
It was a good plan until it was time to execute it. But as made his way towards one of the back doors, he found the weasel waiting for him.
 
“Don’t you need you history book?” Tom asked him. “I think you do ‘cause I know you wouldn’t try to leave early and beat me and the boys through the woods.”
 
Without saying a word Nicky turned back around and got what he needed for his history class and made it there just before the bell rang.
 
The weasel and three members of his gang followed Nicky out of school. They didn’t say a word, but followed him into the woods. Another three were already there. Nicky looked back and saw that about twenty or thirty other kids had followed, most, but not all of them girls.
 
Once they got a little way into the woods Nicky saw that Tom’s little brother Eddie and a handful of other elementary school kids were there too.
 
“I hear you’re not scared of me,” Tom said.
 
“I’m not,” Nicky said. “I’ll fight you if it’s fair. But I can’t take on you and six of your boys.”
 
“My brother’s turning eleven in a couple of days,” Tom said. “I’ll fight you fair—just you against me. Nobody else will join in. The first one to say ‘uncle’ loses, and Eddie gets to decide what happens to the loser.”
 
“Really?” Eddie asked. “Even if it’s you?”
 
“Yeah, Eddie, even if it’s me,” Tom said to his brother. “But don’t get your hopes up; this loser won’t make me say it.” Tom turned to Nicky and said, “My brother has some very weird ideas. If you don’t want to find out how weird just strip naked now and then you can go home.”
 
If the weasel could be trusted Nicky had no doubt he could beat him in a fair fight. Nicky wasn’t strong and didn’t have any experience fighting; but Tom Wesel was smaller than him by at least two inches and fifteen pounds. “I’ll give you the same deal—if you’re afraid of your brother then you can strip naked and go home. Otherwise, let’s do it. Like I said, I’m not afraid of you.”
 
“Any rules?” Tom asked as he raised his fists.
 
“Just till you say uncle,” Nicky said back.
 
Tom moved forward and started working towards his right. He started with a left fist aimed at Nicky’s nose and when Nicky raised his hands to block it Tom swung with his right and hit Nicky in the center of his chest.
 
The punch surprised Nicky, but it only hurt a little. Nicky was right, there was no muscle behind it. After the combination Tom was now off balance and turned slightly to the side. Nicky swung for Tom’s face only to have Tom duck under it and swing back at the same time. Two more punches landed, one on Nicky’s chest again and the other in his stomach. This time both hurt and Nicky stepped back two quick steps.
 
Tom followed him and snapped another punch towards Nicky’s face, which Nicky just barely blocked. Nicky tried to counter with his own two-punch combination but he slipped on the grass and fell down. The moment he landed Tom was on him. Nicky’s right hand was trapped under him as Tom through punch after punch into Nicky’s chest and stomach.
 
The punches weren’t hard and by themselves caused little pain, but they were beginning to add up. Nicky knew he was in trouble and tried to swing his legs over the top of Tom to stop the repeated punches. But Tom was expecting that move and as soon as Nicky’s right leg passed over Tom’s head Tom reached up and inside the leg hole of Nicky’s shorts. It only took a second for him to find Nicky’s sack and start to squeeze.
 
“Uncle!” Nicky was forced to yell out. Tom gave one more squeeze and then jumped up off of him.
 
“Wow Tom,” Eddie said, “You kicked the shit out of him. Is he my slave now?”
 
“You bet,” Tom said. “Happy birthday. You can decide what happens to him here and he’ll be your slave for six hours on Saturday. “
 
“Hey, that’s not what we agreed to,” Nicky said.
 
“I said Eddie gets to decide what happens. If you want me to let him decide that’s fine. But I’m giving you a break by limiting what he can do.”
 
“But I slipped, it wasn’t a fair fight. You jumped on me after I slipped,” Nicky said, suddenly more fearful of Eddie than of Tom.
 
“You said no rules,” one of Tom’s guards said. “Now you belong to Eddie, and we’ll make sure you cooperate.”
 
“Naw, he’s right, I did get him when he was down,” Tom said. “I’ll tell you want, if you want to continue we can.” Tom didn’t wait for an answer, he stepped forward and hit Nicky as hard as he could right in the center of his chest again. With his weight behind the punch it was enough to knock Nicky’s breath. Nicky fell down again, struggling with the pain and trying to breath.
 
The kids stood in a circle around him laughing at him. Nicky slowly made his way to his feet only to be punched again in the stomach.
 
“Uncle! Uncle!” he cried in pain. It was over, he was now going to suffer the humiliation of being a slave to the weasel’s little brother.
 
“Get naked slave!” Eddie immediately ordered. “And hurry up or I’ll spank you.”
 
As Nicky stripped he saw the weasel whisper in Eddie’s ear. Eddie’s smile diminished some, but not enough to give Nicky any comfort.
 
“What are you?” Eddie asked him once Nicky was naked.
 
“I’m a slave,” Nicky answered. He could feel his ears burning.
 
“You are Eddie Wesel’s property, that’s what you are. And you’ll do whatever I tell you to do. First off, put your hands behind your head and let everybody see that tiny pecker you have.”
 
The crowd of kids laughed as Nicky obeyed Eddie’s command. Despite his extreme embarrassment Nicky’s penis began to harden as Eddie turned him around to let everyone see him.
 
“Do all boys look like that?” one of the girls from the elementary school asked, pointing at Nicky’s midsection.
 
“No, most of us are bigger down there than he is,” Eddie said. “Me and my friends are all bigger than he is. His dick is puny.”
 
“You’re still ten Eddie,” another girl said. “I’ll bet yours isn’t bigger than his.”
 
“Okay, I’ll bet you,” Eddie said. “But if mine is bigger than his than you have to become my slave too.”
 
“But if it isn’t, than you will be my slave,” the girl replied.
 
“Deal,” Eddie said. “The loser is the winner’s slave for two days.” He began to unfasten his pants. “You’re going to be really sorry you made the bet Megan.”
 
Nicky was confused. He wasn’t very big down there, in fact his dick was smaller than any of his friend’s except for Adam, but he was still bigger than an almost eleven year old. But Eddie was opening his pants to show her and all the other kids present.
 
“I’ll even let you measure,” Eddie said. “And then we’ll all see what your little slit looks like.”
 
He had his pants open was started pulling down the top of his boxers when the girl said, “Wait a second Eddie.”
 
“No, we made a bet and you’re going to be my slave for two days.”
 
“But, I, uh…”
 
“Megan, because I like you and I think you’re cute, I’ll let you out of the bet.” The relief was clear on her face, until Eddie continued. “On one condition—you get naked and stay naked until my hour with him is up.”
 
Megan blushed but couldn’t speak.
 
“Come on, either strip now or I’ll show my dick is bigger than his and then you’ll be my slave. For two entire days. And I’ll show you off to every boy in school.”
 
“How about just two minutes?” Megan asked.
 
“Ten, but you keep your hands behind your head. And anyone here can touch you if they want.”
 
“I, uh, that would be, uh, can’t I do something…”
 
“Two whole days with me being your master. We’ll go for walks, we’ll play games, I’ll even let my brother’s friends come along. You can join my other slave on Saturday. And then…”
 
Before he could continue Megan gave up. The fear of being his slave for two days was too much. She slowly began removing her clothes as every one of the boys present licked their lips and adjusted inside what was inside their pants. Even Nicky was staring and his exposed dick was jerking in time with his heart, which was beating very fast.
 
“Stop!” Eddie said suddenly as Megan removed her shirt, exposing the two little mounds which would soon develop into breasts. “He doesn’t need to see this.” He picked up Megan’s shirt and tied it around Nicky’s eyes. “Now you can finish,” he then said to her.
 
All that was left was her panties, and when they came down everyone but Nicky saw she had a little more hair around her slit than Nicky had around his dick. The boys quickly crowded around her and each pushed the other’s hands away while exploring her body. She was very scared and even more embarrassed than Nicky.
 
Nicky could only listen in total frustration. Even if she was only ten she still would have been the first live girl he had ever seen naked. But he was left standing naked and blindfolded while a group of boys all younger than him enjoyed what he was missing.
 
For Megan the ten minutes seemed to take forever but for the boys it seemed to pass in seconds. But finally another girl said it was time and Eddie smiled at her and told her she was done. Once she had her panties and shorts on Eddie pulled her shirt off of Nicky’s head and tossed it to her. She finished dressing quickly. But at least Nicky had learned something about Eddie—he was cool under pressure and he had certainly bluffed that girl right out of her clothes. Nicky wondered what Eddie would have done if she had called his bluff.
 
With Megan dressed again, attention returned to Nicky, who now had a streamer of pre cum dripping down from his dick, something that was quickly noticed my Eddie.
 
“Catch that in your hand and don’t let a drop of it spill on the ground,” Eddie said as he pointed to Nicky’s dick. Once Nicky had done as commanded Eddie ordered him to lick his hand clean.
 
“I want to show my friends my birthday present,” Eddie said to his brother. “Can I take him over by my school?”
 
“No, not today,” Tom answered. “They can all see him Saturday. Just decide what to do with him now.”
 
“I’ll bet you have to pee now,” Eddie said after a few seconds of thought. “But you’re my dog, so go over to that tree and do it doggie style.”
 
The truth was, he did have to pee, but there were a few problems with Eddie’s instructions. First was the humiliation of doing it ‘doggie style’ to satisfy Eddie’s command while kids watched and laughed. And he’d never been good a peeing when anyone else was around who could watch.
 
“I don’t…” he began to say.
 
“Dogs don’t talk!” Eddie yelled. “They do what they are told if they know what’s good for them.” As Nicky turned and took a step Eddie corrected him. “And dogs don’t walk upright, they walk on four legs.”
 
Nicky was forced to get down on all fours and make his way to a tree. Once there Eddie told him to prove he was a boy dog and lift his leg and pee. Or he could be a girl dog and squat there to pee.
 
Nicky didn’t want to be a girl dog, so he did his best to lift one leg. He ended up getting some of his piss on him, which drew even more laughter from his audience, but he did pee.
 
“If he’s your dog, shouldn’t he have a collar on?” one of the boys asked. “That way if he ran off we’d know he was your dog.”
 
“Hey, what a cool idea,” Eddie said. He asked if anyone had anything to make a leash out of and a the kids began didn’t through their belongings to find stuff that might work while Eddie and two of his friends held a whispered conversation that resulted in a lot of giggles.
 
Eddie and his friends looked through the offerings and selected a long boot lace from a boy whose face showed he was proud to loss it to the cause. The lace was about two feet long and made from nylon.
 
“Come here doggie,” Eddie said. When Nicky came over he ordered him to lie on his back and pull his legs up over his chest. That left his groin exposed and vulnerable, which worried Nicky.
 
Nicky couldn’t see what they were doing, but he heard one of the boys say, “You’ll have to do it fast, it sets up real quick. Tie the loop first, then coat it and slip it on and pull it tight.”
 
Nicky let go of his legs to see what they were up to but Eddie ordered to of the boys to pull them back over his head until his knees were touching the ground next to his head, which now left him even more exposed than he had been before.
 
“Hold him still,” Eddie said and then Nicky felt something that burned slightly on the top of his ball sack followed by feeling what he knew was the boot lace in the same spot. The slip knot was pulled tight and Nicky could feel it pull tight around the skin where his sack hung from his body. Then there was another moment of the burning sensation before they let him go.
 
He jumped up as soon as he got his legs under him and looked at what they had done. The lace hung down to his knees and was tied to the top of his sack. But as he pulled on it he realized it was more than tied in place.
 
“It’s glued on with superglue,” Eddie said with a giggle. “And you’d better still be wearing it on Saturday.”
 
“Eddie, I don’t know if that was a good idea,” Tom said. “What if…”
 
“It’s okay,” one of Eddie’s friends said. “I accidently glued a piece of leather on my arm. It came off on its own after three days and just left a red mark.” He showed the weasel the red spot. “But it itched like a son-of-a-bitch until it came off.”
 
 Eddie grabbed the free end from between Nicky’s knees and gave it a slight tug forward. Nicky had no choice but to follow. “I wonder how fast you could run if I tied this to the back of my bike,” Eddie said.
 
“No Eddie, please,” Nicky begged.
 
“Sing me a song and if I like it then maybe I’ll let you go home.”
 
Nicky again felt his ears burning. “Make him dance while he sings it,” one of the girls said and the burning sensation spread to his face.
 
“I’m waiting,” Eddie said. “And I’m still holding the leash too. If you don’t hurry we’ll have to run and I’ll use this to make sure you keep up. Or at least part of you will keep up with me.”
 
Nicky couldn’t even think of a song so a girl suggested one—the little teapot. As soon as she said it Eddie smiled and said that was the one he should sing and act out. “And you know where the spout is I hope.”
 
Nicky knew for sure what was expected. In a squeaky voice he sang to few words while he acted out the parts. “Do it again, only louder this time,” Eddie said as soon as he finished.
 
Nicky did it again, louder, getting even more laughter from the gang of kids. “Okay,” Eddie said when he finished, “It’s time to let him go home I guess.”
 
He looked at Tom and said, “I want him to get hard and play with it while he goes home. If he shoots he has to catch and hold it in his hand. And he has to take the long way—all the way to the end of North Avenue and then over to his street,” Eddie said. “I’ll take his clothes and go get my bike and meet him at his house.”
 
He looked at Nicky and added, “If you’re not hard when you get there I’ll make you go all the back to the end of the street again so if you shoot and it gets soft you’d better take the time to get it hard again.”
 
Nicky knew the end of his street was about a mile from his house. That meant the entire trip would be about three miles long. And he knew he couldn’t run that far without walking. It was a pretty sure bet Eddie knew it too. “Can we make a deal?” he asked Eddie. “How about if I…”
 
“I’ll make the deals, if any,” Eddie said. “And if you say anything except ‘yes sir master Eddie’ then I’ll make it even worse.”
 
“I want to see how well you’ve been trained to be my slave,” Eddie said to Nicky. “Ask me if you can suck my dick and maybe I’ll the walk home won’t be quite as bad.”
 
Nicky was pretty sure that Eddie wasn’t going to show his dick, but he knew the real humiliation was being heard asking. But he also didn’t want a three mile naked trip home.
 
“Could I suck your dick?” Nicky asked in just slightly more than a whisper.
 
“You’ll have to ask louder than that, and call me Master Eddie. And ask my brother if you can suck his dick too.”
 
It was getting worse as all the boys and the girl were giggling at Nicky’s discomfort.
 
“Master Eddie, can I suck your dick?”
 
“Naw, not now.But maybe later. Now ask my brother and make sure you say please.”
 
“Master Tom, may I please suck your dick?”
 
“Eddie, you did a great job training him. I’m impressed. I think I’ll pass on the blow job for now too. Do you want to send him home naked or is he done?”
 
Eddie thought for a second, wondering what would happen if Nicky’s mother saw the lace hanging from her son’s sack. He also thought about watching him get another bare-bottom spanking from his mother on the front porch of his house.
 
“He has been mostly good,” Eddie said, and Nicky felt some relief. “So he can wear his shorts until the last block. Then he goes naked from there.” The expression on Nicky’s face proved to Eddie he had succeeded in crushing him.
 
“Okay,” the weasel said. He tossed the shorts to Nicky. “We’ll be watching, so once you reach the corner of your street you take these off and leave them behind.”
 
“See you at your house,” Eddie said as Nicky pulled the shorts on and headed towards his house.
 
“Yes sir, Master Eddie,” said Nicky. He started out walking as long as he was in the woods to save his running as much as possible for the streets. Even with his shorts on he wanted to get home as fast as he could.
 
Eddie took the rest of Nicky’s clothes and headed back towards his school. His mind was full of what he’d be able to do with Nicky on Saturday when he’d have most of the day to work with.
 
Nicky headed for home as fast as he dared considering the distance. If Daniel Worthington was there already then he’d see him come home naked and there was nothing he could do about that. But if he wasn’t there yet than maybe Eddie would give him back his clothes and he could be dressed when Daniel did get there.
 
 When he reached the corner of his street he looked around and waited a minute for a car to go by. He was just about to remove his shorts when Eddie drove up on his bike.
 
“Take them off and give them to me,” Eddie said.
 
Nicky unfastened them and let them fall to the ground. He stepped out of them and handed them to Eddie.
 
“You’re not hard,” Eddie said. “I told you to say hard all the way home.Now I want you to go two blocks that way and then down to the next corner. Then go past your street two blocks and come back here. Then you can go home. I’ll be there waiting for you.”
 
Nicky didn’t see anyone else around, but he was sure that if he refused Eddie’s command he would pay for it on Saturday. He headed in the direction Eddie had pointed as fast as he could.
 
He was completely out of breath before he got back to the same corner and no choice but to walk the last half a block. There was a strange car in his driveway and he guessed it belonged to Daniel since Daniel was waiting for him on the front porch. But the worse news was that Adam Rich and Trent Castor’s bikes were parked in the driveway next to Eddie’s. His friends, or former friends, were not on the porch. Daniel saw him coming and smiled. “It’s about time you got home. And just like your mother said, I see you enjoy being seen naked. So there’s a surprise for you in the back yard.”
 
Adam and Trent were in the backyard, naked and angry. Trent’s sister Carrie and his next door neighbors Linda and Lydia were also there. So was Daniel’s sister Hannah, one of the few remaining girls in his class who had not yet seen him naked (until now). And Tom and Eddie Wesel were there too.
 
“My brother and Adam were getting tired of waiting for you and they wanted to go home,” Carrie said. “So we told them they could—but without their clothes of course. Now that you’re finally here we can get started. You made a promise to us last time we were here and you didn’t seem to have any plans on keeping it, so we took care of getting the principals here for you”
 
Daniel noticed the cord hanging down between Nicky’s legs and pulled on it. Nicky had no choice except to step towards him. “What the hell is this?”
 
“It’s nothing,” Nicky said, trying to pull it back from Daniel’s hands. But Daniel easily hung on and ran his fingers down to where it was attached. “You are really sick. No wonder your mother wanted me to teach you a few things.”
 
“Tell them what it means,” Eddie said.
 
Nicky was stuck. “It means I’m the property of Eddie Wesel,” he said.
 
“What do you mean you’re his property?” Hannah said. She had come up front where she could get a better look at her classmate.
 
“It means I’m his slave on Saturday. I have to do what he says.”
 
“A ten year old is in charge of you?” Hannah said withcontempt. “You must really be pathetic.”
 
“I’ll be eleven on Saturday,” Eddie said. Then, after a pause, he asked, “Does pathetic mean what I think it means?” Hannah nodded her head. “Then, yeah, he really is pathetic.”
 
“Okay, right now he has a show to put on,” Linda said. “Do you remember what you promised us you’d do?” Nicky nodded his head. “Then for those of us who weren’t here last time, tell us what you’re going to do.”
 
“I have to get in the middle between them and jerk them both off,” Nicky said. His ears were burning again. He looked at Daniel and said, “It was Eddie’s idea, not mine. I didn’t want to do it, but…”
 
“And this from the boy whose mother thinks he doesn’t know how to beat off. That’s what she hired me for—to talk to you about how to do it. After you are done jacking your friends, you can practice on yourself until I’m sure you know how to do it right.”
 
“What did they do?” Hannah asked, pointing at Adam and Trent.
 
“It’s Cassia’s curse,” Eddie said. “They invited him over for a sleepover. Everyone knows the only thing you’re allowed to do with Nicky is embarrass him. Anything else and you suffer the consequences.”
 
“There is no goddam curse!” Nicky said.
 
“Ooh, swearing now. I’ll bet your mom will beat your butt for that if she hears about it,” Cassie said. “Get started, Trent and I have to be home soon.”
 
“They’re not even hard yet,” Nicky complained.
 
“That’s your problem,” Cassie said. “If you had come straight home from school when they first got here and had to strip they were hard. Now you’ll just have to get them there again on your own.”
 
Last time he was stuck doing this it took too long and he had to stop before his mom got home. This time there was no such urgency. Adam got hard almost immediately, but Trent was too embarrassed at having another boy play with his dick and it was taking forever for Nicky to get him hard. When he finally did Adam was complaining that he was done and it was starting to hurt.
 
“Adam doesn’t shoot yet,” Nicky said, hoping they would let him stop pulling on at least one dick. “And Trent won’t get hard.”
 
“Okay, leave Adam alone, but he has to lay there until you’re done,” Carrie said. “Concentrate on Trent.”
 
“If you don’t get him hard in minute, I’ll make you do it a different way,” Eddie said.
 
Nicky had no idea what ‘a different way’ might be, but it didn’t matter. Without Adam to fiddle with Nicky finally was successful at bring Trent to attention and then just as quickly to climax.
 
After he was done with Adam and Trent they made him jack himself off twice. Then the girls gave Adam and Trent back their clothes and everyone left except for Hannah and Eddie.  Daniel said he’d done what he got paid to do and went inside to watch TV until Nicky’s parents got home.
 
“What was the different way you said you’d make him do it?” Hannah asked Eddie.
 
“I would have made him use his mouth,” Eddie said with a laugh. “I wish I had made him do it that way.”
 
“I’m glad you didn’t,” Hannah said. “That would have been too gross to watch.”
 
“I’ll bet you would have stayed and watched,” Eddie said. “It would only have been gross for him.”
 
Hannah didn’t look all that interested and after a few minutes she said she was going in with her brother. That left Nicky alone in the back yard with Eddie.
 
“I’ve got a bunch of stuff in mind for Saturday,” Eddie said to him. “We’re going to play cowboys and Indians. Only one of those run around naked, so guess which one you’ll be. Only, I think when we catch you we’ll scalp you. And I remember how much you hated being my doggie, so we’ll do that again.”
 
Nicky didn’t say anything. He was wondering what Eddie would do if he just got up and went inside to his room. He figured Eddie would probably follow him.
 
“I’ll make it a short day if you’ll do something for me,” Eddie said.
 
“Like what?”
 
“I want to know what it feels like to get my dick sucked. Do it now and Saturday won’t be too bad.”
 
“I’m not doing that no matter what you or your brother do to me,” Nicky said.
 
“You’re my slave. Now I’m ordering you to do it.”
 
“It isn’t going to happen,” Nicky said.
 
“Come Saturday you’ll wish you had done it,” Eddie said. “I’m gonna be the worst slave master ever! Be at my house by nine.” He headed for his bike.
 
Nicky started to worry about what Eddie might do. “What a second,” he said, running after Eddie (but not as far as the front yard!) When Eddie stopped and turned around he said, “Okay, suppose I did it? What will it do for me on Saturday?”
 
“You mean you’ll do it?”
 
“Maybe. Depends on what’s in it for me,” Nicky answered.
 
“Well, I could invite fewer kids. And we could play in the park instead of at my house. And I won’t make you be a dog again. And maybe, if you do a really good job, I’ll finish early.”
 
Nicky thought about it. He was alone with Eddie, and it was very unlikely Eddie made cum yet. Eddie would tell everyone he made him do it, but Eddie would probably tell everyone he got a blowjob even if he didn’t do it. “Okay, come on back. I’ll do it.”
 
Eddie smiled and turned around. “But not out here, let’s go to your room.”
 
As soon as Nicky closed the door to his room Eddie dropped his pants and pushed his underpants down. Nicky observed that Eddie would have quickly lost the bet with that girl. Although well developed for a ten year old, he was clearly not bigger than he was.
 
Nicky had never done it before, but it didn’t take long to learn. As soon as he swished his tongue over Eddie’s supersensitive head Eddie’s dick twitch. A few more passes and Eddie’s breathing changed. And then he felt Eddie’s legs go straight and was surprised that Eddie actually shot a small amount of watery cum into his mouth.
 
“Don’t you dare spit it out,” Eddie said to him as he got up. He kept his eyes on Nicky to make sure he swallowed it as he dressed.
 
“That was pretty cool, I’m sure when I tell my brother about it he’s going to want one too,” Eddie said. “See you Saturday. Be at my house at nine o’clock.”
 
He left without giving Nicky a chance to even beg him to not tell Tom.
 
Nicky got dressed and styed in his room to become what he had set out to be—the perfect invisible boy. Daniel ordered pizza, but rather than eat with him and Hannah he just took a few pieces to his room and ate there. When he heard his parents come home he undressed and got into beg, and when his mom looked in he pretended he was asleep.
 
He had to get through another day at school and a day with Eddie. Then he needed to speak to Cassia about the curse. Maybe there really was one after all.

 

   
   
(The End)