I Promise Again, part 5
By Aldric
Copyright 2004 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
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depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
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Somehow, Jared endured the rest of the day. Twice someone
pulled the front of his shorts down and laughed about him
still being hard, and word of what had happened had spread
across the school. By the time he got home he just wanted
to lock himself in his room and hide forever, but of course
he couldn't do that, the door to his room had been removed.
Lois came over and she and Ashley made him tell the story
twice, each time making him beat off for them when he got to
the part where he did it in school. Finally, they got bored
and left him alone. He checked his web page and with some
relief found the video was gone, but his password still
didn't work. He checked his email next, and found a letter
from Shawn that had already been read, so he knew that Adam
was still monitoring his mail. The letter was just Shawn
asking him again to think about just stopping before
something got out of hand like had happened in gym class.
On Friday, Jared decided the same shorts he had worn Monday
would work, especially if he didn't wear a belt. They were
baggy and would slide off and back on again quickly. Then
he wore the same shirt he had worn to the lake a week ago.
He had forgotten that Adam had pulled the bottom two buttons
off, but he didn't have time to replace them now, even if he
did know how to sew. It was the longest shirt he owned, and
it was going to have to do.
He had trouble paying attention in class, and the events
from yesterday had not been forgotten by the other kids in
school, so he had to endure almost constant teasing. But at
lunch, Adam handed him the card he had given him. Written
on it was "best gym class ever, please feel free to repeat
it whenever you want" and it was signed. At long last, he
had one of his four cards back.
He boarded the bus at the end of the day, and Shawn joined
him near the middle behind the driver. "Do you want me to
get off at the same stop where you do?" Shawn asked.
"No, this is hard enough already. Besides, your stop is a
long ways after mine. Just ride it home, I'll be okay."
Jared saw his sister take a seat near the back of the bus on
the right-hand side where she would be able to watch him.
Shawn handed him the card, already signed.
As the bus approached the stop before Jared's, he began
removing his shoes and socks. He had worn slip-on shoes and
short socks to make it easier and quicker. He had the
inside seat, so when he slid his pants and boxers down,
nobody noticed. He wrapped everything up tight, and the
moment the bus stopped he tossed it out the window. This
caught the attention of the kids behind him, and as Shawn
blocked the aisle to let Jared out, he heard someone say
"Boner boy is up to something again."
He stayed close to the kids in front of him, and the bus
driver was watching the mirror so he didn't see Jared's bare
butt as he bent over to go down the steps. Kids were
already gathering around as the chatter picked up, but
because of the shirt none of them realized that Jared was
basically naked. He picked a spot just out of sight from
the driver and saluted the bus.
The last kid out the door hurried along the bus as it
started to drive off. "Boner boy doesn't have any pants on,
he threw them out the window" he yelled out.
Most of the kids had wandered off towards home, but a few
were still around. The closest one lifted Jared's shirt,
exposing him to the kids still on the bus. A yell went up
from the bus as it drove off, and a crowd of kids were
leaning out the windows. But once the bus was past him,
Jared broke off the salute and pulled his shirt down,
running to get his clothes.
But they were gone. At first Jared thought the boy who knew
he was naked had gotten them, and it was apparent that was
what the boy was planning, but the clothes were gone before
even he got there. He came running up to meet Jared.
"Where are they," he said, grabbing Jared. "I saw you throw
them out, so who got them."
Jared was struggling to get free, wondering the same
question. "I don't know who has them. Believe me; I
want
them more than you do!"
By now there were four kids, three boys and a girl gathered
around, and the last boy off the bus explained again what he
saw.
"Well, you're not getting off that easy" one of the kids
said, and began pulling at Jared's shirt. Jared tried to
resist, but all of them helped, and the buttons popped off
allowing them to pull the shirt off his back, leaving Jared
once again totally naked. He was three blocks from home,
and he didn't even hesitate, he just took off running
hearing the laughter behind him.
He ignored the yells from the two kids he passed, and
maintained his speed until he was in his own back yard. He
ran up to the door, but it was locked. And then he
remembered that his wallet and house key were in his pants.
And the wallet contained his two very hard earned pledge
cards. Unless he could find out who had the wallet and get
it back, it was over, everything he had gone through was for
nothing. He began thinking that Shawn was right, maybe it
was time to just stop anyway.
He knocked on the door, knowing his sister should be home by
now, but she didn't answer. He tried to stay out of sight
of his neighbors while he tried to think of what to do. He
was ready to break a window when Lois and Ashley came from
Lois's house next door.
"Lose something?" Ashley asked him.
Jared was close to tears by now. "Somebody took my pants,
and my key is in them."
"Well, that's what you get for throwing your clothes out a
window like that. I can let you in if you'll give me your
allowance next week." Both he and his sister received an
allowance of $50 a month, payable at $10 a week plus an
extra ten at the end of the month. Next week was not the
end of the month, so it would cost Jared $10. He quickly
agreed.
"And, I can forget to tell mom you lost your key if you give
me the following weeks allowance too, plus an additional
$20, all payable in advance." This one would cost $40, but
he didn't want to try to explain to his mother how he lost
the key. He could get the spare key from the house and have
a copy made. There was $75 in his drawer and he remembered
that he had $25 in the wallet too.
He agreed to the further blackmail, and Ashley let him in
and followed him to his room where he got the money from his
drawer. He counted out $50 and gave it to her, upset at how
much money he had lost in just the last week.
"Nice doing business with you, anytime you get locked
outside again, just look me up." Ashley smirked and started
to leave, but Jared called her back.
"I want to quit, I'm tired of this. It keeps on getting
worse, and there doesn't seem to be a way out. And if you
and your friends try and stop me, I'll tell mom."
"Tell her what? You don't have any proof, and believe me,
we all have alibis. We also have witnesses that you were
streaking at the clothing store and other places. Are you
forgetting that everything we have done to you is for
nothing if you don't honor your promise? Who's been telling
you to quit, Shawn?"
"Nobody has been telling me." This time the tears did break
out. "I earned two pledge cards today, but they were in my
wallet. I'll probably never see them again, so I have to
quit anyway." He got up and pulled the drapes shut on his
windows. "And I'm done with your stupid rules about being
naked with the curtains open all the time I'm at home too.
And tomorrow I'm putting the door back on."
He put on a pair of boxers and told his sister to get out.
She left, but warned him he was making a mistake. He stayed
in his room, skipping dinner, and eventually fell asleep.
Jared came awake as his arms were being pulled behind his
back. It was dark in his room, and he was moving too
slowly. The cuffs snapped closed on both wrists, and a gag
was forced into his mouth. The boxers he had put on the
night before were pulled down and off, and then he was
lifted to his feet. He was still trying to clear the fog of
sleep from his head as he was bundled out of the house and
into a waiting car.
A blindfold was quickly wrapped around his head as the car
was driven off. They drove for half an hour before it
pulled over to the side of the road and stopped with the
engine still running. Jared was pulled out, still
blindfolded, and the car drove off.
He was being pulled across an area with tall, wet grass that
he could feel tickling the bottom of his balls. His feet
scraped across the rough ground, and he could feel several
cuts from sharp objects. Finally, they stopped moving and
the blindfold was pulled from his face.
It was early dawn, the sun hadn't even climbed above the
horizon yet, but he could see shapes even though they were
in a wooded area. His sister, Lois, Tina, and two of Lois's
friends who had been at her birthday party were there. A
rope was quickly tied to each ankle, and his feet were
pulled apart as the ropes were tied off to trees. Without a
word, Tina showed him a small fish hook. Jared wanted to
run, but that was not an option. She got down in front of
him and he jumped as she poked it through the skin on the
side of his balls. He jumped even more when she poked a
second one through the other side.
Something cold touched his back, making him jump a third
time. Something was being written on his back. Lisa
told
two of the girls to come over and grab two small trees. She
had them bend the trees towards Jared, and when they were
bent to where she wanted them she tied off the line running
from each hook to a tree, telling each girl to hold on to
the trees. Jared was muttering "please don't" but she
ignored him.
"Release one of his arms, would you Ashley?" she asked. The
handcuff on his left wrist was removed; leaving the cuffs
dangling from where they were still locked to his right
wrist. "Grab hold of each of these trees, and tell me when
you have them" she said to him. Jared grabbed the trees,
and when he said he had them, the other girls let go. Jared
tried to relax one, but it immediately pulled tight on his
balls.
"I didn't give you more than in inch of slack" she said, "so
you need to keep a tight grip." She walked behind him and
said "Oh, look here, it says 'please tickle me' on your
back."
"NO, please don't" yelled Jared, but she poked him in the
ribs. He almost let go of one of the trees. The other
girls took turns tickling him as well, laughing as he begged
them to stop. "Please, I'll do what you want, please don't
leave me like this" he begged.
Ashley went over to the river and came back with a bucket of
water which she poured over his head. She made three trips
in all, pouring the cold water down on him. Jared shivered
as the cold water evaporated from his body in the cool
morning air.
Lisa pulled a knife out of her pocket and opened it, driving
the blade into a tree between Jared's hand and the rope that
ran to his ankle. Any time you want to go for the knife,
all you have to do is grab it before the tree swings back.
"It's about 6 o'clock right now. We've watched, and a lot
of kids play in this area. If any of them set you free, you
can come on home. If not, we'll be back at noon to see if
you're ready to continue honoring your pledges." Ashley was
smiling at him, her most wicked smile. "Expect some changes
around home."
They turned to leave. "Please don't leave me" Jared
pleaded. "I was just mad, I didn't really mean it.
I'll
earn all the pledge cards, I promise. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE
ME!"
Lisa turned back to him. "You had better keep your
promises. We will pick on you constantly, at home, at
school, and at play if you refuse to follow just one
instruction. You were warned about this before; this is
just a reminder for you. Think about that while you're
here."
Jared cried for a while after they left. He began to shiver
so bad he thought his hands would slip off the tree.
Finally the sun broke through the trees and began to warm
him. He had no sense of time except for the movement of the
shadows. He was now in full sunlight, and could feel it
burning the areas normally protected by clothing. His
wrists were beginning to tire from holding the trees.
Finally he heard a noise and three boys, ranging in age from
7 or so to about 10 came into the clearing. "Wow, look at
this" they yelled as soon as they spotted Jared.
"Please help me, cut the fishing line" begged Jared. The
boys traced the fishing line from the trees to his balls,
and bent over to look close. "Aww, man, look at this; he's
got hooks in his balls" said one of the boys.
"It says to tickle him" said a boy from behind him and
before Jared could yell no they all poked at him until they
saw the true nature of the trap.
"Stop, wait a second," said the oldest boy, "Look at how the
fishing line is tied in the trees. If he lets go, it will
rip his balls apart."
"That's right, so please take the knife and cut the line"
Jared begged.
The littlest one reached for the knife, but the older one
stopped him. "Wait a second, what if whoever did this to
him doesn't want him free? Maybe if you cut that line
they'll put a hook in your balls and string you up too."
The youngest boy covered his balls and stopped reaching for
the knife.
"Let's go get Roger; he'll know what to do."
Before Jared could stop them, they ran off. But they were
only gone for what seemed like about 20 minutes before they
were back, this time with a boy about Jared's age. Jared
looked close, and then realized the boy was in his gym
class.
"Well, look at this, its boner boy" he said, checking out
the hooks and line. "Looks like somebody caught a strange
looking fish." He pulled slightly on one of the trees and
laughed as Jared tried to hold back as the hook stretched
his sack.
"I'll bet you sure would like to be free of this. I can see
your wrists shaking, you can't hold on too much longer I'll
bet. Pull up some ground boys, let's wait and watch the
show. I want to see what happens when he lets go." He
sat
down, and the other three boys joined him.
"Please Roger, cut me loose."
"I don't know, like Mike here says, maybe if I cut you free
somebody will do the same thing to me. It isn't worth the
risk."
"They're gone, the ones who did it. Nobody is going to get
you. Please, Roger, let me out of this."
Roger whispered something to Mike, and he went running off.
"I'll give you a five minute break, but that's all for right
now" Roger said, and he got up and had the other two boys
help him. They took the strain off Jared's arms, and he was
able at last to rest them. The five minutes passed quickly,
and Roger told him to grab them again.
After a few more minutes, Mike came back with a digital
camera, and Roger started taking pictures. "These sure
would look good in the locker room in gym" he said.
"What do you want from me Roger?" Jared asked.
Roger considered the question for a minute. "How about for
starters, you forget to bring your gym clothes to school
both days next week."
"But the teacher said he would make us participate in our
underpants" Jared said, and the other boys laughed.
"That's right, and on those days, you will be wearing a pair
of Mike's underpants. I'll bring you a couple of pair on
Monday."
"Okay, I'll do it. Now can you cut me loose?"
"Well, there is one more thing. You like to take a dare, or
so I heard in gym class Thursday. I'm going to bet you that
the lock from the locker room to the hall can't be opened
without a key, and you're going to bet it can be done with a
small piece of plastic. I'm going to dare you to go out the
door and prove it. Of course, you'll be naked when you do.
Who knows, maybe you really can open the door without a
key."
"You won't let me back in, will you" Jared said as the
younger boys laughed again.
"I'll think about it. Do you want me to cut the line or
not?"
"Cut the line please" was all he could say.
Roger told the boys to grab the trees and then told Jared to
put his arms behind his back. Jared knew what was coming,
and wasn't surprised when the handcuff closed around his
free wrist. Roger then used the knife to cut the fishing
line, cutting it off as close to the tree as he could. He
didn't untie the ropes binding Jared's ankles to the same
trees.
"A deal's a deal; I cut the line just like you asked. Don't
forget your part of the deal though or the pictures will
start showing up everywhere."
"Please Roger, finish untying me, don't leave me here like
this" Jared pleaded again.
"No, I think I've got you as close to free as I care to.
Maybe you can cut a deal with these guys." Without another
word, Roger turned and left.
Jared started at the three remaining boys, wondering what
they were thinking. His question was soon answered as Mike,
the oldest, told the other two to take up the ends of the
fishing line. "Walk out to the sides, and hold them so they
are tight, but not enough to hurt him."
When both boys were positioned, he ordered Jared down to his
knees and unzipped his pants. "If I yell out, I want you
guys to pull on the lines as hard as you can."
"What are you going to do Mike?" asked the youngest one.
"Don't worry about it, just do like I told you." He stepped
up close to Jared and pulled his flaccid penis out of his
underwear. "Put it in your mouth. If you bite me, I'll
have them rip your balls off."
Jared worked around the front of the kid's pants until he
was finally able to get his lips around the boy's penis.
Only an inch or so stuck out past his pants, so all he could
do was hold his lips right behind the glans. He figured the
kid didn't know what to do, and he wasn't going to help, so
he did exactly as ordered; Mike's penis was in his mouth.
After a few seconds Mike said "This isn't working. Try
blowing on it." So Jared let it drop out of his mouth and
began to blow on it like it was a candle he was trying to
put out.
"Are you going to pee in his mouth Mike?" the youngest one
asked. He still had hold of the fishing line, but he had
moved next to Jared so he could see what was happening.
Mike jumped up, pushing his penis back inside his pants.
His face turned bright red. "What are you doing up here
when I told you to stand back there?"
"I was just trying to see what you were doing. Can I pee in
his mouth too?"
"No, that's gross. I wasn't peeing, I was, uh, I was doing
something else. But now I'm done, okay? But you are
not
going to pee in his mouth."
The middle aged boy had dropped the fishing line he was
holding. "Were you making him suck your weenie Mike? I
want to try that too."
Mike suddenly realized he had another option. "You guys get
back in place and do what I told you. And this time, stay
there until I say you can move."
The middle boy didn't move. "You can't order me around like
you can Glen. You don't even know how to do it. You
have
to get your weenie hard first. Watch me." He began to
unfasten his pants.
"What makes you think you're such an expert? It doesn't
matter if you're hard or not, what difference could that
make?"
The youngest boy, Glen, had moved back to watch, and even
Mike was staring at the other boy as he dropped his pants
and began to pull down his boxers.
"Some kids were talking about it when I was at youth camp
last summer. They told me it feels really good, like
playing with yourself, only better." He stepped out of his
boxers, unashamed at displaying his erection to his friends.
He stepped up to Jared and pushed it against Jared's lips.
"Open up and suck on it."
Knowing the pain they could inflict on him if he refused,
Jared opened up, taking the boy's entire 3 inches into his
mouth. Locking his lips around the shaft, he drew in his
breath while using his tongue to tickle the head. But he
didn't slide his lips along the shaft, he was going to wait
until one of them discovered that was necessary too.
"Oh, yeah, that does feel good. It kind of tickles" the boy
said, squirming as Jared's tongue worked around the bottom.
After a few seconds he pulled out of Jared's mouth. "It
feels good, you try it" he said to Mike.
"Uh, I guess I don't feel like it right now. Maybe later."
Mike was clearly embarrassed.
"You're afraid we'll see your tiny dick!" the middle boy
said, laughing.
Glen had already dropped his pants and was taking off his
briefs. "I don't care if you see mine. I want to feel
funny too."
Mike grabbed him, pulling his briefs back up. "No you
don't, not out here. You don't take your clothes off
outside. Come on, put your pants back on, we're going home.
Glen complained, but complied with his brother. As they
were leaving, Mike looked back at the remaining boy. "Are
you coming with us, or are you going to stand out here naked
all day hoping someone comes and ties you up by your balls
too?"
The boy shrugged his shoulders, and then put his boxers and
shorts back on to join Mike and Glen.
"Hey, what about me, can't you untie my ankles, please?"
Jared yelled to them. Mike turned around and said "sucks to
be you today, doesn't it" and then they were gone.
Jared tried leaning back as far as he could, but his legs
were spread just far enough that he couldn't get his
handcuffed hands on either knot. He looked around for the
knife, spotting it near where the fishing line had been tied
to the tree on the right. Roger must have dropped it as
soon as he was done with it. But no matter how hard he
tried, Jared could not reach it, his left leg pulled up
tight when he was still several feet from the spot. He was
stuck here until someone else came along.