Class President 3: Brandon's Tricks
By Aldric
Copyright 2014 by Aldric Pietar@spamex.com,
all rights reserved
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story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It
contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not
of a
legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material
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Comments
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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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Many people have favorably commented on how so
many of my stories have happy endings.
Just a warning, this isn’t one of those.
You don’t have to read the predecessor to this
story (Markus’s Treat) to enjoy it, but you will know the characters and why
the act as they do if you read that story first.
Class President 3: Brandon’s Tricks
The previous story ended with:
“You can get this tool when your friends have
told me how good you are at giving blow jobs,” Marcus said as he dropped the
bag containing Brandon’s clothes.
“That’s Nathan Gilham, Vince Jones, Greg Remus, and Simon Sanders. All four need to tell me that you’re good at
it. Only no prompting them to tell
me. They have a standard to measure you
by and when you measure up then they will come and tell me. Until then, get used to peeing sitting down
and not touching your dick.”
Marcus left as Brandon put on his clothes. He thought about the special tool and how he
could get it and by the time he was dressed he knew how to do it. He was still stuck with dealing with his
friends. He hurried home and entered
from the back as quietly as he could. He
knew that by now his sister would have been told about his jack-off session
under the street light and he didn’t want to face her. He hurried up to his room to carry out his
plan on getting the key to unlock the chastity belt.
The next chapter begins now—
Brandon used a mirror and his camera to capture
the model and serial number of the chastity device Marcus had put on him and
now figured it would be simple to go to the company’s web page and order the
correct tool. When he found the model
there was a link to take him to ordering additional items. He clicked it and found the special tool. When he clicked on that link it asked for the
serial number, which he entered. Then to
his surprise, it asked for a password.
He hadn’t expected that, but decided he could
try twice before giving up. He entered
‘Marcus’ and hit the enter key, but that didn’t work. Then he tried ‘Stern’ which was Marcus’ last
name. A dialog box opened that said,
“The tool you want is registered. An
email is being sent to the owner’s address.
If you are the owner, it will give you instructions for changing your
password. If you aren’t, then you
shouldn’t have been trying to obtain it.”
“Shit!” Brandon said as he knew Marcus would
know of his attempt. He wondered what
Marcus would do, knowing it wouldn’t be pleasant. But there was nothing he could about it now. His plan to get the belt off his was ruined
and he still had to satisfy Marcus’ other order. But how could he just approach his friends
and tell them he wanted to suck them off?
It was actually easier then he thought it would
be. Nathan, Vince, and Greg all asked if
Marcus was making him do it. He figured
since they already knew that they were just trying to put him at ease. Simon just said “Okay” when asked, but of
course, he’d been expecting it.
Because he had skipped second grade, his friends
were all thirteen, a year old than Brandon.
With Nathan and Simon it hadn’t mattered in terms of physical maturity,
inside their pants they were about the same as him and he only had to take a
few small bursts of watery cum in his mouth when they climaxed. But Vince and Greg’s additional year did make
a difference. Their dicks were slightly
bigger and thicker, with a bigger band of hair around the base. And they both filled his mouth with cum.
He planned to set a routine until they finally
told Marcus so that he could stop, but while he hated doing it to any of his
friends he disliked doing it to Vince and Greg even more. Thus, it was easy for him to make excuses to
skip Vince and Greg.
He had just given Nathan his fourth blow
job. He’d only given two to Vince and
Greg, and Simon had had three. So far
Marcus hadn’t said anything about his attempt to get the password, but Brandon
had to know how much longer he had to keep giving blowjobs. And wearing the chastity belt. At first it hadn’t been bad, but it had now
been eight days since he had last been able to enjoy playing with himself and
he was getting more and more frustrated with not being able to touch his dick.
He trusted Nathan more than his other three
friends, so even though he had been warned not to ask, he asked anyway, sure
that Nathan wouldn’t tell.
“How am I doing?” he asked after he had rinsed
his mouth.
“Could you be a little more specific?”
“You know, with the blow jobs,” Brandon
said. “I’m not supposed to ask you and
please don’t tell Marcus, but how long before you tell him?”
“Tell him what?”
Nathan was totally confused by the focus of the conversation and it
showed on his face.
“You know, how long before you tell him I’m
doing good, I’m meeting the criteria he said for you to grade me by. Please don’t pretend you don’t know, I trust
you and I hate doing this.” Brandon was
close to tears.
“Look, I assumed when you told me that Marcus
was making you do this that he’d threatened to hurt you or me,” Nathan
said. “But Marcus never said a word to
me about blowjobs or criteria or talking to him. Tell me all of it.”
Brandon did start to cry at that point, but he
told the story of the deal he made to get his clothes back, his attempt to get
the tool to remove the chastity belt, and the blow jobs. When he was done he said, “Okay, so he
tricked me. But you have to do now is
get you and other guys to go to him and tell him I’m good at it and I can get
this thing off.”
“It isn’t that simple,” Nathan said. “Since we didn’t know about it, if we go and
tell him he’ll know that you told us and that violates one of the rules you
said he gave you.”
Brandon was even more embarrassed now that he
saw the trap. He was supposed to be the
smartest kid in their school but he had completely missed that. But it left him in a bit of a bind because
even though he could stop sucking off his friends it wouldn’t get the chastity
device off.
“I have to go to him and tell him I’ve figured
it out,” he said. Nathan nodded his
head. “And hope that he doesn’t insist
that you guys have to tell him without me telling you guys.”
“I think I know just how to spin it,” Nathan
said. It was because of Nathan’s ability
to plan and spin that he had been Brandon’s campaign manager in his failed bid
to become class president. Brandon
listened carefully as Nathan outlined his idea.
Brandon approached Markus right after
school. Marcus was never without his
friends around him, so he knew he was going to have to talk about it in front
of them.
“I’ve figured it out,” he said to Marcus. “They’re never going to tell you because you
never told them anything. They just
think I’m doing it to protect myself.”
“My friends here don’t know what you’re talking
about, so catch them up,” Marcus said.
Brandon had to repeat most of what he had told
Nathan, which resulted in a lot of laughing from Marcus’ friends and
congratulations to Markus on a perfect trap.
“How many did you give before you figured it
out?” Marcus asked.
Nathan had warned him not to lie, for if he got
caught it would be worse, so as much as Marcus wanted to lie he told the truth.
“So keep going until you have given each of them
four blowjobs,” Marcus said. “Let’s see,
that would be two each for Vince and Greg, and one for Simon, for a total of
five.”
“And then you’ll take the chastity device off?”
Brandon asked.
“Well, I would, but you tried to cheat and go
behind my back to get the key. There
will be an extra punishment for that.
I’ll let you know about that after you get done with the first part. Oh, and a couple of more conditions—first,
you can give as many as you want, but I won’t count more than two per week, so
it will take you three weeks to complete the task.” Brandon frowned as he thought about what that
meant to him but didn’t say anything.
“And second, I don’t trust you, so you need to
have a witness. Tell me when and where
and I’ll have someone there to witness it.
And of course, it’s only fair that you reward the witness by giving him
a blowjob too.”
Brandon felt tears forming but blinked them
away, hoping Marcus wouldn’t notice them.
He would have to give ten more blowjobs and go another three weeks
without the ability to jack off, and then there would be an extra punishment
after that.
He needed to get this over with as quickly as
possible, so he said “I’ll meet with Vince and Greg on my way home.”
Marcus turned to his friends and pointed first
to DC Bowles. DC had come up with the
winning strategy for class president.
“Wanna blowjob tonight?” When DC
readily agreed, he next turned to Max “Mad Dog” Redman and asked the same
question and got the same response.
“Your two witnesses will go with you then,”
Marcus said.
“But I can do them at the same time, I only need
one witness,” Brandon whined.
“They will both go with you. If you choose to only suck one of them off
that will be your choice, but it will only count as one for your total. And now that I’ve offered them both a blowjob
from you, you wouldn’t want me to look bad if one of them didn’t get one, so
consider that when you make your decision.”
There was only onc correct choice, so Brandon
led them to Vince’s house. He had to
explain what was happing and then wait for Greg to show up. Once he arrived they went to Vince’s
bedroom. DC Bowles and Mad Dog made
Vince and Greg strip completely naked and then laughed as Brandon struggled to
get his friends hard and suck them off.
Then DC told Vince and Greg to leave the room—still naked.
“But, but, what happens if somebody else comes
home?” Vince asked.
“What time does your first parent get home?” Mad
Dog asked.
“Between 5 and 5:30.”
“We’ll be done and gone way before then. Now get!
And stay naked or else! DC said to them.
“But my brother….”
Mad Dog pushed them both out of the room. “We don’t care about your brother. Unless you’d rather get locked out of the
house I’d suggest you go hang out in the living room until we’re done.”
Brandon felt bad for his friends, but there was
nothing he could do for them except try to hurry. He went to DC Bowles first and reached for
him.
“Hey, don’t touch!” DC said. “Eager for it, huh? Well, I’m going to make it last as long as I
can.” He dropped his shorts and let his
dick out through the opening in his boxers.
He was already hard. Brandon saw
to his relieve that DC was more like Nathan than Vince or Greg, which explained
why he didn’t want them in the room. He
felt sick doing it but went to work immediately.
Although he was trying to hold back, Brandon had
learned a few tricks about giving blow jobs and it didn’t take too long before
DC climaxed. He shot more than Nathan
but not as much as Vince.
He didn’t hesitate, but went directly over to
Mad Dog, who had been reading a playboy he had found hidden in Vince’s
room. His dick was no match for his
name, Brandon couldn’t even see any hair around it. Mad Dog also had planned to hold off as long
as he could but between getting his first ever blow job and the playboy he
couldn’t make it last.
Vince and Greg were waiting nervously for
Brandon to get done, knowing that Vince’s little brother would be home any
minute. They discussed how they would
explain why they were naked in the living room and the best they came up with
was a lost bet. Just as they decided
that Vince’s ten-year old brother Vic came home. But Vic wasn’t alone, he had five friends
with him, two of them girls.
Between fits of laughter Vic managed to ask, “What
are you two doing?”
“We lost a bet,” Vince said. He and Greg were trying to hide growing
erections behind their hands.
“Well, you’re embarrassing my friends,” Vic
said. “We’ve got a project to work on,
so get out of here.”
“We don’t mind,” one of the girls said. “They can stay,” the other one added.
Nathan had just finished doing Mad Dog when they
heard the laughter from the living room.
Mad Dog was busy putting his equipment back inside his pants in case
anyone came into the room. DC cracked
the door open and looked out. Once he
heard what was going on he turned to Brandon and said, “Go out there tell your
friends to stand in the center of the room with their hands behind their head
for ten minutes, then you can let them come back up here and get dressed.”
“This wasn’t part of the deal,” Brandon said.
“You need us to witness this,” Mad Dog
said. “If you don’t do it we won’t tell
Marcus you did. It’s up to you.”
Brandon couldn’t allow that but also couldn’t be
seen as the one who was humiliating his friends. He went out and said, “Mad Dog said you have
to stand there with your hands behind your head for ten minutes. I’m going to set the timer on the microwave,
when it goes off you can go back to your room and get dressed.”
He hated the way Vince looked at him but he went
to the kitchen and was going to set the timer for 7 minutes but one of the boys
followed him and told him to set it for 12.
“No, I was told 10 minutes and that’s what I
going to do. And if you change it you’d
better hope that Mad Dog doesn’t mind or you might be joining them out
there.” He saw the boy’s face turn
bright red and knew the kid wasn’t going to change it. The kid turned and left and Brandon set the
timer for 8 minutes and left through the back door.
He turned the corner at the back of the house
and saw Mad Dog and DC leaving through the window in Vince’s room. They were both giggling so hard they didn’t
even notice him but instead turned and ran to the front yard. Brandon slowly approached the next corner and
saw that they were looking in through the front window. They watched for a few seconds, giggled some
more, and then ran off down the street.
Brandon immediately returned to the back door
and turned off the timer. Vince and Greg
were standing there, each sporting erections, as the five kids made fun of
them.
“They’re gone,” he said as he enter the living
room. “The timer’s off. Go get dressed.”
“STOP!” yelled the boy who had wanted the timer
set longer. “I’ll tell if you leave
early.” He looked at Vince and Greg and
then at Brandon. “So set the timer for
20 minutes and then come out here and get naked and join them.”
Brandon’s heart fell, but it was Vince’s brother
who save them.
“No,” he said to his friend. “We’ve got a project to work on and they’ve
suffered enough.” He turned to his
brother and said, “Go get dressed.”
“Then I’ll tell,” the boy said, but the other
five kids all overruled him and said they would tell he was lying if he did
tell. “And then I’ll bet we get to see
you standing there for 20 minutes totally naked,” Vic said.
The kid relented but came up with one more
idea. “What if we just made him stand
here naked until they’re dressed?” That
got immediate agreement from the other kids and Vic gave in. “Do it,” Vic said to Brandon. “They have to stand there until you’re naked
and then they can leave.”
Brandon quickly stripped and soon revealed to
the group that he was wearing the chastity belt. Even his Vince and Greg hadn’t known about it
and stared at it for a few seconds before running to Vince’s room to get
dressed. While they were gone Brandon
had to answer all the usual questions from kids who had no idea what it was. All while his dick was painfully trying to
straighten out and get hard, but was trapped inside the plastic cover.
Brandon’s friends dressed as quickly as they
could and came back to the living room, allowing Brandon to get dressed. Then they left with Branden and on his walk
home he told them the whole story.
“You mean we have to endure that again?” Vince
said.
“I won’t bring them to your house again, we’ll
go someplace more private,” Brandon said.
“I don’t think I want a blowjob from you if one
of Marcus’ friends are around no matter where we do it,” Greg said.
Brandon burst into tears. “Then I’ll never get this thing off. You trying going for weeks without being able
to jack off or even touch your dick.”
Nobody said anything for a few minutes as they continued walking. Brandon’s got himself under control and said,
“I’ll talk to Marcus and see if I can just do his friends and leave you guys
out of it completely. I’m sorry for what
happened.”
“I’ll do it,” Greg said. He looked at Vance and said, “Brandon is
trapped. He tried to help us.” He looked at Brandon and said, “But still,
talk to Marcus and see if maybe you can just, you know, do it to us.”
The next day at school Brandon was looking for
Marcus when Mad Dog found him. “Marcus
wants to see you. Right now.” Mad Dog didn’t look happy as he led Brandon
to Marcus.
Before Brandon could say anything Marcus said,
“Look, my guys acted out without permission and they will be punished suitably
for it. To make up for their bad
decisions I’ll let you complete your first task next week instead of extending
it into the following week. And the
witness will not do anything except witness.
What happened yesterday won’t happen again.”
“Vince said he won’t do it,” Brandon said. “I told him I needed him to but he was really
angry with me for what happened.”
“Okay, I understand that. Talk to him, tell him he has my assurance
nothing like that will happen again. If
he still says no then I’ll add a few weeks to your time and find a replacement
for him.”
Brandon went to his locker, where Nathan, Simon,
Vince, and Greg were waiting for him.
Brandon told them what Marcus had said, and with some persuasion Vince
agreed to do it again. “I need to get
this over with, would the three of you be willing to do it together?” he said
to all except Nathan. They were each
embarrassed to think that the other two would see them, but they supported
Brandon.
Brandon set up the event to take place at
Simon’s house. Simon’s siblings were
both girls and were both away at college so they would not be interrupted. Marcus said that Mad Dog and DC would not be
there to witness but two others would.
The boys met at Simon’s house right after school
and a few minutes later another of Marcus’ friends, Dave Banner showed up. Dave said that Jace Walter was coming
too. After just a few minutes wait, Jace
arrived and was time for Brandon to get to work.
Dave turned to Brandon and said, “You can take
your friends one at a time in the bed room, all you have to do is leave the
door open so we can see. When you’ve
finished doing your friends you can do me and Jace.”
Knowing that Vince was the most on edge Brandon
chose him first, followed by Greg. Dave
Banner was a small kid, but tough enough to be one of Marcus’ friends, so
Brandon chose him next. He got an
unpleasant surprise when Dave exposed himself—he was the most developed of all
the boys Brandon had sucked off. His
dick was much longer and thicker and his groin was covered with hair. And Brandon was unable to hold all of his cum
in his mouth so it leaked out and dripped down his chin.
After him, Jace Walter was easy. He was no more developed than Greg and he was
so eager that it was over in seconds.
Embarrassed but finally done with the first
task, Brandon was looking forward to the next day to find out what was in store
for him with the second task that he had to complete in order to get the belt
off.
(The End)