Getting Boys Naked Chapter 5 Part 1
by Aldric

Copyright 2008 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This 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 does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as such.
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GBN Chapter 5, Keith Part 1

A short history, since it's been so long since I last posted anything.

Three girls, Brandy, Nicole, and Gwen, all 13, were all interested in seeing what their male classmates looked like naked. Especially the best looking boy in school, Trent Hosender. They came up with an idea in order to accomplish their goal. After some research, they decided to purchase a dog training collar, which delivers a shock when a controller button is depressed. The brand they purchased came with a controller that offered five settings with increasingly painful shocks for each setting. They believed that they could convince parents of boys causing trouble that they could change the behavior by use of the collar. They named their idea 'GBN', which they could explain to the parents was just the first letter of their names. But the real meaning was "Getting Boys Naked."

They most wanted to see Trent, but knew they had to practice first and develop their pitch. Fortunately, an opportunity was immediately available—Gwen's younger brother Lloyd. They were actually surprised at how quickly Gwen's mom approved of their plan and they soon had a collar around Lloyd's neck.

Through the collar, they learned that Lloyd had made a video of Gwen in the shower. And that his best friend, Tyler, had seen it. When they intended to confront Tyler, Lloyd made a deal with them—leave Tyler out and he would help them.

Lloyd is smart, and an expert at electronics. But he also had a secret—he knew that Tyler was gay and didn't want Tyler to know that he knew. He especially didn't want their combined best friend, Candice, to find out.

The girls trusted him and let Tyler go, using him to test the limits of the collar on actually changing behavior. And Lloyd held up his side of the deal and helped them to modify the controller. They had learned that positions four and five were too severe and he modified the controller to reduce the pain from position four and then rewired position five to be the same as position four.

After achieving success with Lloyd, they hit upon their next target. Their next door neighbor, Elijah, had a crush on Gwen. Elijah was the same age as the girls and seeing him would be a good start on the road to Trent. The girls were quick to learn just how much power they had over a boy with a collar.

After Elijah they moved on to Abe Johnson. The Johnson's were black, and they wanted to see if the rumors they had heard about blacks were true. But they had two problems—first, Abe had a younger brother named Ty, and second their dad was a doctor. They found the doctor was quick to listen to them and accept their offer, and were surprised when he also wanted them to help Ty, who had a serious attitude problem and was rapidly falling behind in school. The girls took on the job and were disappointed when they first saw Abe, who was no more developed than Gwen's brother Lloyd. But Ty was the opposite; he had a thick patch of hair and a large penis. And as warned by the boys father, Ty was not easily intimidated. During the training, the girls came upon a medicine used by Doctor Johnson in repressing early sexual advancement. They started using it on Ty, much to his extreme dismay. They were even more surprised when they discovered that the doctor knew they had used it, and gave them more! But as the training progressed rapidly with Abe, the girls wanted to move on towards their ultimate goal, Trent Hosender. They brought Candice, Lloyd and Tyler's friend, into the deal. Since she was the same age as Ty, she was overjoyed at the prospect of working with a boy in her class.

The girls were now ready to move on to their next boy. They knew that they couldn't just chose a boy at random, the boy had to have a problem the parent wanted corrected. Then only two boys they knew of were Keith Gamble or Ian McAlister. They planned to use one or both of these boys to find a way to convince Trent's parents that he needed to be collared.

Now on the story...

"Who's next, Keith Gamble or the weed boy, Ian McAlister?" Gwen asked.

"Let's ask your brother what he can find out about each and then choose," Nicole said.

"It'll probably be Gamble," Brandy said. "We'll have to prove McAlister is selling first, and all we've got so far is Abe's word that Ian sold it to him. But if anyone is buying weed in this town it will be Gamble."

This time it didn't take much research for the girls to figure out who their next target would be.

"Hey! Did you guys hear the news?" Lloyd asked as the girls entered his room. "Keith Gamble got caught by his mother smoking dope."

That was news to the girls, but Lloyd had even more news.

"His mother has suspected it for a long time and she's been having trouble with him. She called Dr. Johnson to see if he could help and he recommended that she call you. She's called twice already."

Keith Gamble had been in his backyard when the girls made Abe Johnson, who was Dr. Johnson's oldest son, run down the jogging trail through the park in just a jock strap. Keith had come out on his bike to torment Abe until the girls had intervened.

"What are you doing to the controllers?" Brandy asked when she noticed the stuff on Lloyd's desk.

"Remember how I told you I modified them to work off an underground fence?" he asked. The girls remembered something about it but not any specifics.

Lloyd continued. "Well, the problem was that they would give a shock as long as the person wearing the collar was within two or three feet of the wire. Once beyond that, no matter which side, the shock stopped. It's the same problem people using them to keep their dogs in their yard have. Well, I've modified the controller so that the shock increases as the victim gets closer to the wire. If he gets right over it, the shocking won't stop until it gets reset."

"What good does that do?" Nicole asked.

"You can confine someone to a specific area and they can't leave. You'll have to make sure they understand the shock won't stop. I can allow them to prevent it by holding out the tabs like they do if the boner pad is on, that's up to you. And you need AC power to power the fence."

The 'boner pad' was another of Lloyd's devious inventions. It was an elastic pad with pressure sensors in it that went around the victim's penis. If the victim got an erection, the sensors would cause the collar to start delivering shocks unless the victim held two tiny tabs outs. It kept the victim from being able to masturbate without preventing him from getting an erection.

"Maybe we should test it," Gwen said.

"If you mean on me, you might as well just tell me where you want me to stand naked and I'll go do it. Because I already know it works, so I won't try and escape."

"So maybe you should go set it up on the tree lawn right next to the mail box," Gwen said to her brother. "Then put a collar on and strip naked. Then you don't have to test it if you don't want to, but you'll be standing naked by the street until you change your mind."

Lloyd gave in, knowing his situation was hopeless at best. "Okay, I'll test it for you. But I really did test it earlier, that's why I told you it doesn't need to be tested." He ran the wire in a circle around him and connected it to the power supply. Then he picked up one of the collars and turned it on.

"Shouldn't the collar be around your neck when you test it?" his sister asked.

"And it would be better if you were naked during the test too," Nicole added.

"Aw, come on. You've all seen me naked before," Lloyd began, sounding irritated.

"One of the things you were supposed to have learned from our first collar experiment was to do what you're told without arguing," Gwen said. "If I put a collar on you again it won't come off until after we finish training the next boy. Now do as I told you, we want to make sure it works."

Lloyd knew his sister would do it, so he remained quiet and put the collar on himself. He hesitated a few minutes before removing his clothes. His twelve year old dick decided to stiffen up, making it even more embarrassing.

Trying to ignore his humiliation, Lloyd walked toward the invisible fence wire. "As I get closer, it starts shocking me at fifteen second intervals." Right as he said that the girls could hear the first shock and saw Lloyd stiffen.

"As I get closer, the shocks get more frequent." The girls watched it happen. "If I get right up to the wire, the intensity goes from position 1 to position 2."

Lloyd's face showed that he was under strain from the now continuous shocks. "If I step over, it goes to position 3," he said. He stepped over as he said it and immediately grabbed at the collar, trying to pull it away from his neck as he stepped back inside the wire.

"It doesn't stop until I get back inside and away from the wire," he said, moving quickly to the middle of the circle. "Can I take this off now?" he asked his sister, referring to the collar.

Gwen helped unbuckle the collar while Brandy looked over the stuff on his desk. "What's this?" she asked, picking up something that had a small plastic rod with a rubber tip on the one end and wires coming out the other end.

"Have you tested it yet?" Gwen asked.

"No, it's still under construction," Lloyd answered. But his sister knew from experience that he wasn't telling the complete truth.

"What part of it doesn't work?" she asked, this time with a tone in her voice that suggested a correct answer would be best.

But still Lloyd hesitated before answering. "Okay," he began, "It works in theory, but I haven't tried it out yet. And it needs a lot of power to hold the plunger back. I tested it with three D cells and it only lasted ten hours."

"Show us how it works," Nicole said.

Lloyd knew that was coming, but he tried to avoid the pain by holding it up in the air while he connected the wires.

"No, we want to see how it works on a boy," Nicole said. "Put it on yourself and show us how it works."

Lloyd's face paled. He had designed it to attach to the boner pad with the mounting strap running between his legs. The plunger was then pointed down at the back of his balls. He had to struggle to get his penis into the pressure pad since he already had a boner, one that was done he connected it to the battery pack.

The plunger was immediately released and forced out by a spring. It struck near the bottom of his sack, hitting one of his balls. He yelled out in pain and dropped to his knees. The plunger was retracted by the electromagnet, but a few seconds later it was released again.

Again Lloyd yelled in pain and tried to cup his balls. His dick quickly deflated, ending the cycle. Lloyd quickly removed the equipment but it was several minutes before he could stand again.

"Could you rig that to one of the remotes so we could set it off when we wanted?" Brandy asked.

"Yeah, it would be easy, all I would need to do is wire in a receiver," Lloyd said. His voice showed he was still in pain. "But that means even more battery power would be needed. The boy would have to have a bunch of batteries attached to the power pack for the collar.

"Well there's no better time to see if it works than right now," Gwen said. Connect it up and try it out for us."

"No, please—you don't know how much it hurts to get hit by that plunger," he pleaded.

"Wire it up to a spare receiver," Brandy said.

Lloyd's face showed his fear. "Please don't," he begged.

"I'll just do it once, just to make sure it works. Then we'll help you take everything off."

With his hands shaking, Lloyd wired in the receiver. "It's connected to the button on the side that never did anything before," he said. "Couldn't we test it by just watching it release while I held it in my hands?" he asked.

Instead of answering, Brandy pressed the side button, knocking Lloyd back to his knees. "I like it," she said. "You did a good job for us Lloyd."

Just then they heard a voice from upstairs yell out "Is anyone home?" They all recognized it as one of Lloyd's best friends.

"I'll bet Candice would love to see your new inventions," Brandy said with a smile on her face. "We're down here in Lloyd's room," she shouted up to Candice.

"Oh my, is he being punished again?" Candice asked when she saw her friend naked. She had once been allowed to 'assist' in Lloyd's training and had enjoyed it a lot. She then got the opportunity to train one of the boys in her class and enjoyed that even more.

"No, he's just showing us some of his new inventions," Gwen said.

But Lloyd's body betrayed him. As soon as Candice came downstairs to his room he began to get a boner. And as soon as the pressure pad detected it the plunger was released again, causing him to cry out in pain once again. But he was saved for once by his sister.

"Come on, we've tortured him enough," she said as she pulled the wires free from the batteries. She had intended to save him from being struck again, but she had forgotten that the batteries held the plunger back. So as soon as she pulled the wires loose the plunger made its final attack against Lloyd's balls.

"I'm sorry Lloyd, it was an accident," she said to her brother, who was now curled up in a ball. "You hold still and we'll get this stuff off you." She and the other girls removed all the gear from him.

The plunger had done its damage, even laying there naked in front of his friend, his sister, and his sister's friends, he didn't get hard again. The older girls, after ensuring that he was really okay, gathered up the stuff they needed and headed off to the Gamble house, leaving Candice with Lloyd.

Mrs. Gamble was pleased to see the three girls coming up the walk and went outside to meet them. "Hi," she said, "I'm Mrs. Gamble, Keith's mom. I assume you got my messages."

"Yes," Gwen said, "my brother is pretty good at taking messages for me or my mom."

"Wonderful. Maybe you can teach that skill to Keith. Where do I sign?"

"Uh, sign?" Brandy asked.

"Yes, to allow you to use the collar Dr. Johnson told me about. Sign to give you permission to fix my son."

"Mrs. Gamble, we don't need signatures," Nicole said. "But we need for you to understand what we do. The collar ..."

"The collar supplies small shocks that cause pain but no real harm. Dr. Johnson told me all about it. He also warned me that you use humiliation too. I understand and approve of it. And I hear you're effective and compared to other programs relatively inexpensive. I'll gladly pay the same fee Dr. Johnson paid if you can get my Keith back. The changes in him came up so fast I could hardly believe it."

"What changes are we talking about?"

"His behavior is bad, and he's lazy. But the last month or so he's gotten a lot worse. I know he's used pot on occasion in the last two years, but recently it was like he wanted me to know. He became careless about it and when I couldn't ignore it and questioned him he became belligerent. That isn't like him. I think he is having trouble with drugs and wants help."

"Mrs. Gamble, what exactly is it you want changed?"

"Mostly I want him off drugs. It would be wonderful if he could also become more helpful around the house. And more polite too. Like Dr. Johnson's youngest boy—I met him today. Sitting outside with just a supporter on doing his homework. But he was very polite to me. I've heard he's made a complete change since before."

"He's in the house in his room. Go right on in, it's down the hall. You'll see his door, you can't miss it. If it's okay with you, I don't want to hear him yelling, it's very upsetting. I have some shopping to do. Make yourself at home."

With that, the girls entered the Gamble house. The house was neat and clean. They went down the hall and saw what Mrs. Gamble meant. The door was painted black and had a big sign on it that said 'Don't knock and don't come in'. They ignored it and opened the door.

Keith had his back to them and was playing a video game.
Even though he had headphones on the music was so loud the girls could hear Black Sabbath being played.

Brandy got a collar ready and Gwen and Nicole came up from the sides to hold Keith's arms while she put it on. He tried to rise but the girls held him in place. It only took a few seconds for Brandy to fasten the collar and lock it. Then they let him go and stepped back.

Keith pulled the headphones off and turned around. "Oh, it's you three," he said. His hands felt for the catch to the collar but instead found the lock. "This is what you had on Abe that day in the park, isn't it. Well, it won't work on me, so just ..."

Before he could finish the sentence Brandy gave him a quick shock.

"Ouch!" he said. "So that's what this does. Well, I can take that, so you may as well take it off and leave."

"No, Keith, that is not what this does. That was just a small taste of what it does. And we are not about to take it off until we have what we want," Nicole said to him.

"Maybe you missed the sign on the door. If you close it as you leave you can have another chance to read it. My mother should have never come in here and she should have never invited you over." His hands were still trying to break or pull the lock loose as he talked.

"Okay, Keith, we'll leave," Brandy said. Gwen and Nicole looked at her, but followed her out of the room without asking any questions. As soon as they closed the door, she set the controller on position two and held down the button. She led the other girls to the living room where they sat down and waited.

It only took seconds before Keith came running down the hall looking for them. "Okay, okay, I give up. Please make it stop."

 "No, I don't. That hurt." Keith faced the three girls, wondering how he was going to get out of this. He decided to ask. "Okay, what do I have to do get this off?"

"Knowing what to do is the easy part. Accomplishing it is much harder," Gwen said.

"First, follow directions. We'll use humiliation to teach you that. Then, you start being nicer to everyone, especially your mom. Third, you start doing your share of the house work. And finally, you get the parent of the person who sold you the weed to hire us."

"How am I supposed to do that?" Keith asked.

"We don't care how you do it," Nicole said. "But if you want the collar off, you'll find a way."

Keith thought about it for a few seconds. "Okay, since you made Abe run around in just a jock strap, I'll assume you can hurt me enough to do stuff to me too. But he's a wimp, maybe I'm tougher than him."

Brandy thought about giving him a shock, but held back and let him continue.

"So okay, I can wash a few dishes or whatever, and maybe say please to my mom once in a while. But you aren't here all the time, so all I have to do is put up with you when you are. There's no way I'm going to risk my source of weed."

"So you're going to go for the homerun right off the bat, no warming up at all. And if I don't you shock me I suppose." Brandy nodded her head. "Just to see, let me try a quick shock from, oh, how about position four, just to see if I can take it."

Brandy held the controller where he could see it and moved the knob to position four. She pressed the activate button and let it go as quickly as she could.

The affect was stunning, much more dramatic than when they had tried it on themselves. Keith dropped to his knees and looked like he might faint. He actually had a few tears run down his cheeks. Brandy had experience the same shock when they first started and she knew it hurt, but not that bad. She started to realize that Keith only thought he was tough.

"Do you want to find out what position five feels like?" she asked him. She hoped he didn't because position five was just a scare tactic. Lloyd had wired it to be the same as position four.

"Uh, all of them?" he asked. His ears were burning, knowing what answer he was going to get.

"I said to take off all of your clothes. I don't think we need to explain it to you."

He hesitated until he saw Brandy's finger move over the button and then pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them.

Of all the boys they had seen thus far, Keith was the most interesting. His penis was not very long, but it was thicker than any of the others. He had hair light brown hairs about an inch out from the base and on his balls. His sack was also bigger than they had seen and hung down well below his penis. As they stared at him his penis started to extend and lift. They could see he wanted to cover it up with his hands but knew that wouldn't be allowed so he folded them behind his back.

"Uh, okay, I can assure you that this is very embarrassing. Can I get dressed now?"

"Keith, we may decide to leave you naked until we have finished your treatment, so you may as well get used to it" Gwen said. I don't think you'll be creating as many dirty clothes as you used to."

"Speaking of which, go back to your room and gather up all of the dirty clothes you have. We're going to teach you how to wash your own clothes, one of the chores you are now responsible for."

Eager to get out of their sight he hurried down the hall. As soon as he was gone Gwen turned to her friends. "I like it; he's got a lot more to look at than Lloyd or any of the other boys."

"Yeah, I wanted to make him play with it before you sent him away," Brandy said.

"There will be plenty of chance for that I'm sure. He's not defeated yet."

"Do we let him keep the hair?" Nicole asked.

"I don't know, good question," Gwen said. Would he still be as interesting to look at without it? Remember when Ty lost his? It made him look a lot younger."

"Yeah, but Ty is a lot younger," Nicole said. He shouldn't have had the hair to start with. Maybe we could use it as a punishment and then see how long it takes to grow back."

"I like that idea," Gwen said. Brandy agreed as well.

"I think he's had enough time away from us," Brandy said, using her controller to give him a little jolt.

"I'm coming," he shouted from the room.

"You will be, soon enough," Nicole said. The three girls were still laughing when he came out with a pile of clothes, which he was using to cover his groin.

"Drop those for now," Brandy said. "We'll teach you how to sort them in a little while."

The girls saw that his dick had wilted. Nicole had an idea to get him going again. "Next," she said to him, "I want you to take that sign down off your door and take it outside to the trash bin."

 "Never mind, I get it. You want me outside naked. I'm moving."

He came back a few seconds later with the sign. With one look out the back window to see if anyone was on the running trail in the park behind his house he went outside to put the sign in the bin. By the time he came back inside he was erect again.

"Now, we have a lot of work to do, so we want you to take a short break before we get started," Nicole said. "Have a seat on the couch."

As soon as he sat down she said, "Now play with it," pointing at his penis.

He began to rub it, alternating between long, slow strokes, and short quick ones. He massaged his balls with his other hand at the same time. Not used to doing it in the living room, and with an audience, it took him a while. But suddenly he tensed and squeezed his dick hard. A thick blob of cum shot out several times.

The girls were surprised. They had watched the other boys masturbate, but none of them shot big blobs, all they had seen was a whitish-gray thin fluid. Keith sat there, ashamed at what he had just done, and wondering what was next.

Brandy recovered first. "That was good; I hope you enjoyed it because from now on you can't play with yourself again unless we allow it. Stand up!"

She went and got the pressure-sensitive pad and the newest device they had just tested on Lloyd. Since they had never put it on before it took a while and all three girls were busy. They didn't realize that their efforts had caused him to get hard again until they finally connected the wires to the battery in the harness. As soon as they did it released the plunger, causing Keith to gasp.

"Oh, look, he has an erection again," Gwen said. "You'll want to get rid of that as fast as possible or it will strike you again."

As soon as she said it the device released the plunger again. Keith dropped and curled up into a ball much like Lloyd had done. He was whimpering softly, but his erection must have gone down because he didn't get hit in the balls again.

They gave him a few minutes to recover and then told him to get up. "Come on, we still have plenty of chores to do this afternoon."

"Look, I can't take that anymore. But boys can't control when they get boners, it just happens."

"Well, if it happens we'll all know about it. You've only had it on for a few minutes and I think for the first day thirty minutes should be about right. But keep this in mind—for every day that you don't get your source in a collar we will add fifteen minutes to the time you wear it. And during that time we will do everything we can to get you hard."

"Oh, come on, I'm doing everything you want. Take the collar off, please. I'll do it all, I promise."

"Remember our conditions. When the parent of the drug dealer hires us then you'll be well on your way to getting the collar off."

"But I don't know how I'm supposed to make that happen," Keith said. Tears were falling from his eyes again.

"It will come to you eventually. I think you just think you need the right motivation first," Brandy said.

"And remember, you have to meet the other conditions too. And you have to meet them even when we're not here," Nicole added. "So during that time we will come over and embarrass you but we'll back off on the pain. Once we're satisfied that you can be nicer and help more we will consider taking the collar off.

"And even after the collar does come off, if you back slip and your mom calls us back we'll start over. So this will probably take some time for you to be sure it's a learned response instead of coming from pain avoidance," Gwen said.

"Now let's start sorting these clothes and get them in the wash. After that you can hang them out on the line to dry."

Keith sobbed as he realized they were going to send him outside naked again. His dick began to get hard at the idea and then once again his balls got banged.

Once the clothes sorted and in the washer they took the ball-banger off but warned him if they saw him covering up or playing with it they would put it back on and leave it on for an hour.

When the washer was done, the three girls followed him outside and sat on the porch to watch while he hung the clothes up on the line.

Keith was nearly finished when he heard a girl's voice behind him say "Hi, you must be Keith."