Gullibility
By Aldric

Copyright 2010 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 does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not generally acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.
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Gullibility

"Come on Tiffany, I won't be able to talk him into doing it unless you help," Jay said. He was pleading for his neighbor to assist him in tricking his cousin who was due to arrive for a visit the next day. "Besides, you've already told me you're a nudist and go to all those places, so why would you care?"

"Because you are not a nudist, your cousin is not one, and the beach is not a clothing optional beach. Not to mention that what you are planning is mean." What Tiffany didn't say was that she was hoping he would do it and was willing to help but she needed for him to make a big sacrifice first. Tiffany hoped to be able to see both Jay and his cousin Mitch naked, and maybe more than just naked. All Jay had proposed so far was for her to come over naked in front of him and his cousin.

Jay's cousin was gullible, even Tiffany knew that. Jay had talked him into a lot of stupid things on previous visits. Because of that, this plan was going to be a lot more difficult to pull off. Jay wanted to convince his cousin that the beach was a nudist beach and nobody was allowed on it wearing clothing of any kind.

"You didn't think it was mean last year when I talked him into going commando and then depantsed him in your back yard! Besides, you're just too nice. You should try some mean once in a while."

"Well, I did think it was mean, but I didn't say anything. I mean, you never told me you what you were planning, so I never had a chance to tell you it was mean." Tiffany remembered the look on Mitch's face when his privates were exposed. He had just turned twelve then and was very modest.

"Look, I know I can pull this off if you help. What would it take to convince you?"

"Well, so far the only one naked is me. I don't think you can get Mitch to do it; in fact I don't think you're even going to try. I think your plan is to have me expose myself to the two of you! And I'm not falling for it."

"Is that what's bothering you? You think I'm trying to trick you? Okay, I'll tell you what. If I can't get Mitch to fall for it then I'll go down to the beach naked. And I won't bring a towel to hide behind either. Does that help you change your mind?"

"It helps, as long as I can trust that you'll actually do it. But just in case you chicken out I want one more promise. When I show up naked the first time you will accept an invitation to go to the beach with me. Which of course means that you'll have go out the gate totally naked."

Jay thought about it, how it would feel to strip naked in front of Tiffany. They had been good friends for years. They had played doctor a few times when they were younger and Jay remembered how embarrassed he always was when it was his turn to be the patient. Now that he was older it would be worse. But, he knew that she would be standing there totally naked too. Just the thought of that was making his dick swell. But for him to strip down and leave the yard naked would further convince Mitch that he was telling the truth.

"Okay, you've got a deal. I'm going to hide a pair of shorts outside the fence, but you'll still see me completely naked. And I'll still take Mitch's turn at the beach if I can't convince him to go, but you have to give me your word that you won't say anything to dissuade him."

"I won't tell him anything. I think we have a deal!"

Mitch Summers had been looking forward to visiting his cousin for months and finally the day had arrived. Because his aunt and uncle worked all day a neighbor of theirs picked him up at the airport and dropped him off at the house.

"Hey Jay, I finally made it," Mitch said as he walked in the front door. "I want to get a sandwich or something and then hit the beach."

"Well, the sandwich is easy; I just made a couple for each of us. But we can't go to the beach anymore." Jay looked at his younger sister and brother who were in the kitchen eating their lunch. He said in a low voice, "I still sneak down there, but we can't discuss it in front of the kids, they're too young." The kids were Jay's younger brother and sister. Brad was seven and Emma ten years old.

"Why, what's the problem?" Mitch asked.

"Somebody bought it and it's a nudist beach now. You have to be nude to be there or they call the police and press trespassing charges against you. My mom won't let us go out the back gate at all, even though you can't see it until you get all the way down the hill."

"But how do you sneak out without getting arrested?"

"Easy. I go naked. You can go if you want, but I've got to stay here and watch the kids. But I warn you, if you go you have to be naked or my mom will find out."

"Bullshit, you're not tricking me with that story," Mitch said. He was determined to not let his cousin fool him again this year.

"Please listen--I know I've tricked you in the past and I'm going to try again this year too, but this isn't it. If you go and get caught please don't tell my mom that I've been sneaking down there. And if you want you can check with Tiffany, she'll probably come over later."

Mitch normally trusted Tiffany, but he wouldn't put it past his cousin to have gotten her to back up his story. He'd let it ride a day or so. He knew his cousin enjoyed going to the beach as much as he did so he'd see how long he stayed here.

They finished lunch and cleaned up while the younger kids went downstairs to play a game. Then they went out back to catch up on stuff. Mitch heard the back gate being unlocked and thought "now I'll find out the truth!"

The gate opened and Mitch was shocked as Tiffany came in totally naked! His eyes were popping out of his head as he looked at her.

"Don't stare, it isn't polite," Tiffany said to him.

Tiffany, Jay, and Mitch were all thirteen years old, and neither Jay nor Mitch could stop staring. Her breasts were developed instead of just buds like the last time Jay had seen her naked and her vagina was hidden behind strands of brown hair.

"Now that you have to be naked to use the beach here it's gotten a lot better. There are fewer people around and more adults. The kids who used to always bully others are now restricted to the area north of here where there's no sand."

"So what Jay said is really true?" Mitch asked. He still couldn't stop staring.

"I guess he told you about it being a nude beach. It isn't a problem for me; I've been to nude beaches all my life. But it took some time for Jay to get used to it. I stopped by to see if you guys wanted to come back with me."

"I told you so," Jay said to Mitch. "Do you want to go?"

"Uh, well, I'm uh, no, I don't think I'm quite ready yet," Mitch said. His biggest problem was that he had a raging boner right at that moment.

"If you don't want to, could you keep an eye on Brad and Emma so I can go?"

"You mean you really do go down there?" Again, Mitch was astounded. "Yeah, I don't mind watching them."

"Thanks Mitch, I owe you. I'll be back well before mom gets home." Without a hesitation Jay removed his shirt and dropped his shorts. He looked once at Tiffany, who was watching him with interest, then blushed as he pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them. Mitch saw that Jay also had an erection.

"Thanks again Mitch. You can go next time. It's embarrassing the first time, but you get over it pretty quickly. I'll be back in an hour or so." He and Tiffany went out the gate and closed it behind them.

"Stop looking around for you bathing suit," Tiffany said as soon as they got out the gate. She pulled on her bathing suit which was right where she had taken it off. "I buried yours in the sand down on the beach."

"Why'd you do that?" Jay said, trying to hide his dick from her gaze with his hands. "I thought we had a deal?"

"We do, and I did my part. I showed up naked and made Mitch believe there really is a nude beach down there. But I haven't seen you naked for a few years. You've grown, and there's something I want to see."

"Uh, what's that?" Jay asked. "I mean, there isn't much more of me to see."

"Just one simple thing and then I'll get your suit for you," Tiffany said. "I want to watch you masturbate."

"What? Come on, that wasn't part of the plan," Jay complained.

"It is now. I want to watch you do it. If you don't than I'll just go swimming and then go home. I hope you remember that you didn't grab a key so you can't get back in without using mine."

The gate behind the house was locked to keep people from the beach from having access to the back yard. Usually when he went swimming Jay brought a key that was tied to an ankle strap, but she was right, he had forgotten to grab one. Without her key he was locked out. He could knock and hope Mitch was still in the backyard, but that would end his hope of convincing Mitch that a nude beach existed. And if he couldn't convince Mitch to go there nude, then he had promised Tiffany he would do it.

"Shit, you win, good plan," he said. He moved his hands and began to rub his dick. With Tiffany standing right there in front of him watching it didn't take long before he climaxed, sending his sperm shooting out in several blobs that landed in the sand at her feet.

"I hope you're satisfied, because that's the most embarrassing thing I've ever done," Jay said.

"You bathing suit is just around the corner a few steps down," Tiffany said as she hurried down the steps in front of him. "See you at the beach!"

"Damn, she tricked me," Jay thought to himself as he hurried after her. Just as she said, his suit was right there. He put it on and adjusted it to hide his still-erect penis as much as possible.

Meanwhile, Mitch was using his time alone to take care of the same problem. After seeing Tiffany naked he had an urgent need to beat off. Alone on the back porch seemed like the right place and time. He lowered his pants and boxers to his knees and closed his eyes and remembered how Tiffany had stood right in front of him totally naked. It didn't take him long to cum either.

"How come Jay and Tiffany get to play outside naked and we aren't allowed to?" seven-year-old Brad asked his sister. His pants were down to his knees and he was imitating what he had just seen his cousin do.

"Probably because they're doing something else besides playing," Emma said as she watched her younger brother play with his dick. She was only ten (almost eleven she would say), but she knew what her cousin had been doing. And she knew she really enjoyed watching him do it. She'd find the right place and time to let him know she'd seen him. "You just remember that we don't talk about this to mom or dad."

"I'll remember," Brad said. He was discovering that rubbing his penis when it was hard felt really good. And he didn't mind that his sister was right there watching him do it.

An hour later Mitch was getting worried. Emma and Brad had come out to play in the backyard and he couldn't interest them in going back inside. He knew that Jay and maybe Tiffany would be back soon and the younger kids would see them naked. He decided that he would put Jay's clothes outside the gate hoping that would warn them.

But as he picked up the clothes Emma asked him where he was going with them.

"Oh, well, Jay went swimming and he might want them so he can take his wet suit off." Unlike his cousin, he was a very poor liar and he knew that even at ten that Emma could see right through his poor attempt.

"His suit is hanging on the hook in his room," Emma said.

"Oh, yeah, he wanted to borrow my suit. That's what he's wearing.

"Is that the truth?" Emma asked him. "Cause if you're lying to keep him from getting in trouble then you'll get the brush too."

Mitch knew full well that punishments in the Watson house involved a hair brush over a bare backside. He'd watched Jay "get the brush" a couple of times when he'd visited. And a few times he'd been leaning over the bed next to Jay waiting for his turn.

He was thinking up a good response when the back gate opened. Jay turned and said goodbye to Tiffany, who didn't come in with him, and then closed the gate. Then he turned and saw his sister and brother staring at him.

"I couldn't get them to go inside," Mitch said. "I was going to put your clothes outside the gate, but Emma saw me. She said she's going to tell your mom." He handed Jay's clothes to him.

"I'll take care of this," Jay said. He pulled on his boxers and took Emma and Brad over to the swing set.

"Look Emma, you don't need to tell mom about this," he started.

"We saw you and Tiffany naked!" Brad said. "And we watched Mitch doing this," he added, pulling down his shorts and pulling on his dick.

"Stop that," Jay said to his little brother. "I'll tell you about that later. Does Mitch know you watched him?"

"No, Emma told me not to tell anyone."

"And the first thing you did was tell Jay," Emma said. "That's why I never tell you any secrets. You always tell."

"I didn't mean to," Brad said, pouting.

"Can you keep this a secret from now on?" Jay asked.

"Yeah," Brad said.

"Then you go sit with Mitch but don't tell him you saw what he was doing, okay little guy?" Jay said.

"'K," Brad said, running off towards where Mitch was setting on the back porch.

"Look, here's what's going on Emma," Jay said. "You know how I'm always pulling something over on Mitch? Well this year I'm trying to convince him that there's a nude beach down there. Do you know what a nude beach means?"

"Just because I'm only almost eleven doesn't mean I'm stupid," Emma said. "Tiffany goes to them a lot. Is that what you were doing?"

"No, we had bathing suits on, but in order to convince Mitch we had to leave here naked. Instead of telling mom about what you saw, I'll let you help if you want." He saw a look of interest in her eyes and he explained what he wanted her to do.

Emma thought about it. Her brother had never included her in any of his schemes (unless she was the victim), so she was already interested. But she sensed that he needed her and therefore she could get something she wanted too. "I want to watch you do what Mitch was doing. If you let me do that then I'll help you."

Jay was pretty sure if he refused that she would threaten to tell mom about both his plan and that he and Tiffany were naked. "Okay, but not here. And just this one time. Let me go talk to Mitch first and then I'll go and take a shower and you can watch me do it in there."

Jay went over to Mitch. Brad was riding his three-wheeler around making engine noises. "Apparently she's known for a while about the nudist beach. One of her friends told her about it. She's mostly mad that Tiffany and I have been sneaking down there and she can't go. I promised her that if we can get one of Brad's friends mom's to watch Brad that we'd take her with us tomorrow. She's not going to tell mom."

"That's good," Mitch said. "I really didn't want to get the brush my first day here. I tried to lie to her, but I'm not a good liar."

"She saw Tiffany and me leave naked so she knew you were lying the moment you started. She was really hoping to just catch me coming back and that is why you couldn't get them to go inside. But thanks for trying, and for trying to put my clothes out back."

"Was it fun? I mean, how did you get rid of, you know, the boner. I mean, Tiffany was right there in front of you."

"Like she said, they come and go. People do ignore them and the embarrassment only lasts a little while and then it's just swimming. Tomorrow is going to be really hot. Instead of sitting here all alone you should think about coming with us. If we can get Brad over to a neighbors house we can all go together."

"All the other people will also be naked," Jay said. "You don't have to decide now, but think about it. I think once you got there you'd realize it isn't as bad as you thought it would be. I've got to go take a shower and wash the salt off of me before my mom gets home. Emma went inside, so can you keep an eye on Brad?"

"Yeah, sure, no problem," Mitch said.

Jay left to go take his shower. He knew that Emma would be waiting for him in the bathroom where she could watch him jerk off. He began to wonder if it was worth it just to get Mitch outside naked. He started thinking up a little bit more to go along with it and knew he'd have to convince Tiffany to do it one more time.

Mitch really did want to go, but he still was nervous about popping a boner in front of Tiffany. And he still wasn't totally sure he could trust his cousin. But Tiffany showing up naked, and then Jay stripping down and going out the back naked made it seem real. He knew that Jay wasn't as modest as he was but he couldn't believe that Jay would strip naked just to trick him. But there was always the element of doubt when it came to trusting Jay. He decided he'd wait and see what Emma did. There was no way that Jay could convince his sister to get naked and walk out the back gate. If she did it then he'd go too.

The next day they had an early lunch so they could head down to the beach. Even though Emma had said she was going Mitch didn't commit to it. He wanted to wait and see if Emma really did go before he agreed.

Right after they finished lunch Tiffany showed up, and like yesterday she was naked. She saw Emma and Brad outside so she motioned for Jay to come over. Jay went to the gate and stepped outside.

He came back in a few minutes later and told Mitch he wanted to go now with Tiffany.

"Emma is supposed to take Brad over to his friend's house in half an hour. Since you haven't said yes or no to going I'm guessing you're still not sure about it. Do you mind waiting here until Emma gets back? Then if you want to meet us you can come down with her, but if you want to stay here then she can come on her own."

"Yeah, go, I'll watch Brad. I might even show up at the beach, but I still want to think about it some more first." Actually, Mitch had made up his mind and it all hinged on what Emma did.

"Thanks Mitch. I really hope you come down, but if you don't then I understand. It took a long time before I was brave enough to try it too." Jay dropped his clothes by the gate and grabbed a key before leaving.

Tiffany was already dressed and this time she hadn't hidden Jay's clothes so he dressed quickly too.

"Is he coming?" Tiffany asked.

A few minutes before the appointed time Emma said she was going to take Brad across the street.

"I thought you were supposed to wait until noon," Mitch said. "It's only ten minutes until then."

"Tommy's mom won't mind if he's a few minutes early, and I really want to get down to the beach with Jay and Tiffany. Your coming too, aren't you?"

"Yeah, probably, if you're going to go," Mitch said.

"Good. I'll be back in just a minute and then we can go." Emma gathered a few of Brad's toys and let him ride his three-wheeler across the street.

She came back running and locked the front door of the house, undressing as she ran. She had thought about how it would feel to be naked in front of Mitch and decided it was like getting into cold water—you couldn't do it slowly. She wanted very much for this to happen, and that meant that she would just have to let Mitch see her. By the time she got out the back door she was naked.

"Are you coming or not?" she asked Mitch.

Mitch couldn't help but stare. She was only ten, but she was still a girl and she was stark naked. Her breasts were more than just buds but not big yet, but she had a few hairs visible along her slit.

"Okay, give me a second," Mitch said. He quickly removed his shirt, followed by his shorts. That left only his boxers. He hesitated for a few seconds. Emma turned her back and started for the gate again and Mitch made up his mind.

"Wait for me," he said, sliding his boxers down and stepping out of them. His dick was half hard from the thought that he was about to go to a nude beach.

"Get a key," Emma said and stepped out the gate.

Mitch grabbed a key. They were tied to ankle straps so they wouldn't get lost. Mitch pulled the strap around his ankle and made sure it was tight. Emma was already out of sight.

"Wait for me Emma," he yelled as he headed down the steps. He made it as far as the first bend and then he saw Emma coming back up.

"What's the matter?" he asked her.

"The sand will be hot. I need my sandals. Let me have the key so I can get them." Emma was two steps below Mitch and her head was even with his groin. "Wow, it looks a lot bigger up close than it did yesterday. And you've got hair growing around it, I didn't see that before."

"Huh?" Mitch said. "What do you mean? You haven't seen my, uh, thing since you were like four years old."

"I saw you yesterday rubbing it, but it was hard to see much. I'd like to see you do it again. Can I touch it?" She reached for his dick but he turned to the side. She reached around him and her fingers just brushed it before he pushed her arms to the side.

"Okay, I won't touch it. But I need the key so I can get my sandals."

"Do you want me to go with you?" he asked.

"No, you're too slow. You go down and before you're even on the beach I'll be behind you."

Mitch took the key off his ankle and handed it to her, making sure she didn't reach out to grab his dick again. She took the key and ran up the steps past him. He was actually glad she didn't want him to go back with her because now his dick was fully erect and he wanted to beat off before he got to the beach. He moved down the steps slowly until he heard the gate close and then went to business on his dick so he could finish before she came back.

The first thing Emma did when she got inside the gate was grab all Jay and Mitch's clothing. She went in the house and dressed in her clothes. She then grabbed the sign that Jay had made after his shower and, after first making sure that Mitch wasn't right outside the gate, she hung it on the outside of the gate and went back through the house and out the front door and then down to Tiffany's house.

Mitch had just finished shooting when he heard the gate opening again. He didn't want Emma to wonder why he hadn't made it all the way to the bottom by then so he ran down the steps as fast as he could.

When he got to the bottom he turned to the right. There were two boys about ten years old coming the other direction. They both had a bathing suit on and laughed when they saw Mitch, but he ignored them. He figured they had hidden their suits somewhere down here and dressed again after leaving the nude beach.

He turned around and raced back to the steps, expecting to meet Emma any second. But when he got back to the gate there was a sign hanging there that read "Sorry Mitch, but I got you again. We're all down at Tiffany's, and the only way to get back inside is for you to meet us there."

Mitch tried to climb the fence, but it was smooth wood with nothing to grab onto and it was eight feet high. He checked around the edges but the neighbors all the way up and down the beach all had similar fences in their back yards.

Just like Jay had written on the sign, the only way to get back inside was to make it to Tiffany's. And her house was two doors down—towards the beach. He'd have to cross the area where everyone was and go up her steps to get back.

"Damn it!" he said to himself. He remembered one of his spelling words from school, gullibility. He'd looked it up to see exactly what it meant. His dictionary defined it as "A tendency to believe too readily and therefore to be easily deceived." His picture should have been in the dictionary along with the definition.

This was easily the worst trick Jay had ever played on him. Naked, outside, and having to cross a popular and crowded beach. And then when he got to where he was going he was going to be naked in front of Jay, Tiffany, and Emma.

Unless he just hung out here. If he waited long enough his aunt and uncle would be home and they'd have to let him in. But he knew that Jay would have thought of this, Jay thought of everything.

They would say he stayed home alone, they didn't know why. He must have decided to go streaking on his own and forgot to bring a key. Yep, it would be something like that. And then they'd all be there to watch him get the brush.

He thought harder; figuring there had to be some way out of it. Jay had never gone this far before. Maybe that was the key. Maybe all he had to do was show himself. They could be mixed in with the crowd at the beach and all he had to do was show himself and they bring him a towel or something. It would still be embarrassing, but not as bad.

He decided that had to be it and headed back down the steps. The two boys were still there, only now they'd been joined by two more boys and three girls. They were all between ten and twelve years old. And the moment they saw him they all came running over.

Mitch had another thought. It would be just like him to employ some local kids to make sure he was okay and to keep him from being chased across the crowded part of the beach. Maybe these kids even had a key to the gate and that all he had to do was be nice to them. He held his hands over his groin and let them gather around him.

"So what are you supposed to be doing?" one of the boys asked.

That sounded to Mitch like confirmation that these kids had been sent by Jay. All he had to do was guess what Jay would want. "Uh, I guess whatever you want."

"You got that right nudy," the kid said. "And what we want is for you to put your hands behind your back."

Mitch slowly moved his hands, allowing is dick to spring free. It pointed up at a forty-five degree angle and the girls, and most of the boys, giggled.

"We need something to tie him with," the kid said.

"Vines from the sea grass," said another one.

"Shorty's shoelaces," said a third.

"How about this stuff here," said a fourth. The last boy pulled a six foot length of small rope from out of the high tide spoil area.

"Yeah, that'll do. Give it to me."

The kid behind Mitch began wrapping it around Mitch's wrists. "You guys are with Jay, aren't you?" Mitch asked.

"Who?"

"Jay Watson. He lives at the top of these steps."

"Oh yeah, Jay. Yeah, we're with him. Don't worry about a thing."

Mitch realized that his thought that these kids had been sent here by Jay to torment him before giving him a key was wrong. These kids didn't even know who Jay was; they were just some random kids.

"Wait a second," Mitch said. He began struggling to free his arms but it was already too late.

"Hold him a second," the kid said. Several arms grabbed Mitch's and held them still until the kid pulled the last knot tight and said, "Done. You can let him go now."

They let him go and Mitch struggled to free his arms, but the kid apparently knew something about knots because he couldn't get free.

"What should we do with him?" one of the boys asked. The girls were getting braver and were feeling his dick and balls, driving Mitch to keep turning one way and then another. But no matter which way he turned there was a girl in front of him.

"Let's give him a spanking!" There was a quick cheer and then Mitch felt the small hands slapping at his backside. Escaping from the girls suddenly became less important. He began to run down the beach with the gang of kids chasing him and slapping his ass.

Mitch's biggest fear now was falling. If he fell he'd be at the total mercy of the kids and soon everyone on the beach would be on him. His ass was getting very sore already and all he could do was run on with his dick bouncing around and slapping him.

Then the kids realized that chasing him was a mistake and that all they had to do was trip him. In seconds Mitch was face-down on the sand.

"Give me one of your sneakers Shorty," the kid who had tied him said. A moment later the kid was slapping Mitch's ass with a sneaker and it only took a few hits before Mitch was yelling with pain.

The kid gave him two more hard ones and then said, "Okay, that's enough. Let him up." Mitch got up to his feet and the kid said, "You can go now."

Mitch made it to the steps that lead up to Tiffany's house and started climbing. Many of the kids, especially girls, climbed the steps along with him, giggling all the way.

"Let me in, let me in," Mitch yelled as he approached the gate.

The gate opened and the kids ran off laughing as Mitch
hurried into the protection of the fence.

"Took you long enough," Jay said.

"I hate you!" Mitch said. "I got spanked all the way here. A thousand kids saw me naked. Someday it'll be your turn and I hope I'm there to watch."

"Well, maybe someday has come," Tiffany said. "In order to get Emma and me to go along with this little plan Jay had to agree to a few things. And one of them was that if you got here in less than one hour he had to go back home naked."

Mitch looked at Jay. "It's true. I figured you'd just hang out at the gate. You knew we had to let you in before my mom got home. I couldn't allow that or else I had to go streaking anyway. So I had a kid staged to go and scare you away. He was going to use his shoe to spank you until you ran to the beach. But he wasn't going to show up for an hour. These two figured you'd come straight here. So we bet on an hour. I lost." With that Jay pulled his shirt off and dropped his shorts. He didn't have any underpants on, so that left him naked. He turned towards the gate.

"Wait," Mitch said. At first Jay hoped that his cousin wouldn't make him do it. But then Mitch said, "I had to do it with my hands tied behind my back. It should be the same for him."

"Uh, thanks, but no thanks," Jay said and he moved quickly towards the gate.

"I'd like to remind you that your key to your gate is in your pants pocket," Tiffany said. She grabbed his pants. "Once you go out that gate you don't get back in until we're ready to let you in."

Jay thought it over. "Maybe you're right Mitch, I guess I should have to do it the same way you did. Transfer those ropes over, would you?"

Once Mitch was untied he asked if he could have Jay's shorts since Jay didn't need them anymore.

"I brought your clothes here," Emma said, "but they are locked inside the house. You can have them as soon as you do what you were doing yesterday."

Mitch shook his head, but Emma shrugged her shoulders and said, "Then stay that way. We're going back to my house and we'll bring your clothes with us. And you can't stay here if nobody's home, so you'll have to go out the gate. You can run along with Jay if you want.

Mitch blushed, but there was no way he was going back to the beach naked. He closed his eyes so he couldn't see Emma watching him and started rubbing. Tiffany stopped tying Jay's arms and moved over to watch too.

As soon as Mitch finished Tiffany said, "He did it the first time we asked him to so you know what that means. We'll see you back at your house. Don't hurry; we aren't going to open the gate right away unless you're in trouble." She completed tying his arms while Emma let Mitch into the house and showed him where his shorts were. She hadn't brought anything else. Mitch pulled them on quickly and by the time he was done Tiffany was there.

She picked up the phone and placed a call. "Gather the troops and meet at Watson's," she said into the phone. She saw the questioning look on Mitch's face and said to him, "He's going to have a bunch of his classmates there to greet him when we let him in. All girls. Maybe after this he'll leave you alone."

Tiffany took her time locking up her house before they walked the two houses back to Jay's house.

"Come here a second Mitch," Tiffany said as they got out into the back yard. "There's something we're going to do to Jay and I want to make sure it will work."

She opened the storage shed and pulled two dog collars and a couple pieces of rope.

"We have some time to change my plan if this doesn't work. I want to make sure he can't get free from this." She and Emma put the dog collars on each of Mitch's wrists and lead him to between the two clothes lines. A length of rope was tied to each collar and then to the two plastic-covered wires used to hang clothes from.

"Try and pull and see if you can break the line or get the collars off," Tiffany said. The two clothes lines were about six feet apart, so Mitch's arms were spread apart. He pulled as hard as he could but he couldn't break anything. And he couldn't bring his arms together in order to remove the collars from his wrists.

"Does it hurt your wrists?" Emma asked.

"No, it doesn't. And I can't pull free either. But how are you going to get Jay to stand still long enough to tie him up to here?"

"Don't worry, we've got that all figured out. Once Jay is tied to the clothes lines, how long do you think we should wait before we free him? And what should we do to him before we free him?

"After what I went through I think an hour at least, maybe two hours. And let lots of kids see him. I hated being touched, so invite kids to touch him. Maybe make him pee, or let girls jack him off. And the worst thing I can think of—shave his dick hair off."

"We could body paint him and then send him down to the ocean to wash it off," Emma said.

"Yeah, that's a good idea too. Or, since he's already had to run across the beach you could just hose him off right here."

"Okay, we have a few plans of our own, but we're glad you were here to give us some other ideas. Emma, I think it's about time we got started, don't you?"

Emma laughed and said, "We should wait until everyone else gets here."

"Shouldn't you untie me before he gets here?"

"No, actually this was the real bet. If I couldn't get this on you in less than ten minutes then I had to wear one and boys would be coming over. But since I won the bet it will be you and Jay and next I'm going to make a real call to the girls. Sorry it turned out that way, but I had to show Jay that I'm as good as him at tricking you."

Jay came out from inside the shed Tiffany had opened as soon as they got there. He was wearing his shorts and carrying another set of collars.

"Tiffany pretended to tie my arms," he said to Mitch. "Then while you were in the house getting dressed Emma gave me my shorts. All I had to do was run over here and wait in the shed. I heard everything you said. Too bad you didn't know you'd be going through it too. All you had to do was resist or argue or even say you had to go to the bathroom. But you didn't, you let her put it right on you. You're so gullible!"

Tiffany was fastening the collars to Jay's wrists and tying them off to the lines so that Jay and Mitch were facing each other. While she was doing that Emma pulled down Mitch's shorts and told him to step out of them. Tiffany did the same to Jay.

"Is that true?" Mitch asked Tiffany.

"What happens next is in your hands. But you might want to hurry and make up your mind because a dozen girls really are on the way over."

Jay thought about it. "Jay, this was the meanest thing you've ever done. And I want to see you suffer, but not if I have to suffer with you. So I guess, uh, I guess that...", Mitch was just about to offer forgiveness when he remembered the definition of gullibility--"A tendency to believe too readily and therefore to be easily deceived." Jay wanted him to say he forgave him. Was he being duped again or not?

"No, wait a second. I don't forgive you. It's time for you to see how it feels, even if I have to suffer through it with you."

Jay's smile disappeared.

"Darn, I was really hoping it would be Mitch instead of my brother," Emma said. She did get a good feel of Mitch's dick and balls before Tiffany untied the ropes holding Mitch to the clotheslines.

"You mean if I had forgiven him you would have freed him instead of me?" Mitch asked.

"If he could talk you into forgiving him for what he did then you would have deserved it for being that gullible," Tiffany said.

Mitch quickly retrieved his shorts and pulled them on, once again trying to hide a boner inside the fabric.

"Mitch, I'm really, really sorry. I'll never do anything to you again. Please untie me before the girls get here. I'll do anything you want. Anything, even if it's gross or embarrassing. Just not this, not in front of girls I go to school with. Please? You know I'd do it for you."

"You know, until today I think you could have talked me into it. But I'm not as gullible now as I was before. And besides, you were trying to talk me into forgiving you so that you could watch me suffer in front of the girls. I think I'm going to enjoy watching the tables get turned for a change."

Jay's entire face turned red as he heard the doorbell for the front door ring.

"I'm going to go and get my paints," Emma said. "We can wash him off in the yard with the hose and a brush later."

"Your mother will have a razor in her bathroom. Find it and bring that with you too," Tiffany said as she headed into the house to answer the door.

"Bring one of my sneakers out too," Mitch yelled to her.

"I hope you enjoy this because I'll find a way to get you again someday," Jay said to Mitch. "Promise me you won't let them hurt me or take pictures?"

"I promise. You can trust me," Mitch said. "Just like I trusted you about the beach."

Jay moaned as twelve girls from his grade came out the back door with Tiffany. His dick rose to greet them. And he was right, the next two hours really sucked.