Miles to Go Chapter 2

Miles to Go Chapter 2
by Aldric

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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Chapter 2

Brian had left with the intention of burning the pictures, but then got to thinking about who was going to see the ones that Miles had. He decided he could burn the pictures later; right now he was going to sneak along behind Miles and see where he was going. Other than the one look at the garage, Miles never looked back again, making it easy for Brian to follow.

Once he arrived at the party Miles was dismayed to see that there was a party going on with dozens of girls around, most of them about eleven or twelve years old. He ignored the girls as he made his way to the front door, feeling very self-conscience because he still wasn't wearing a shirt.

The girl who answered wasn't Cathy, but she let him in and told him where to find her. Cathy saw him coming and came over to meet him.

"Did you bring me my present?" she asked. When Miles said he did, she turned to the girls she had been with and said "I'll be back in a few minutes girls. Angie, you know Miles don't you? You both go to the same school."

"I've seen him around, but I don't know him" she said. Then leaning towards Cathy's ear she said softly "He's kind of a dork; what's he doing hanging around here?"

Miles had seen Angie at school too but didn't know anything about her. He hoped she wouldn't be invited to see the pictures, but his hopes were quickly squashed.

"Oh, he's okay, and he wanted to give me a gift he thought I would really enjoy. Why don't you come along too? I'd invite all you girls, but he's kind of shy and I don't want to scare him off." She led the way to her bedroom and closed the door behind them. "Let's see what you got for me."

Miles stared at her for a few seconds but realized she wasn't going to send Angie away. First he gave her the box with the camera in it and then he brought the twelve pictures from his pocket and handed them over. Cathy spread them out upside down on her desk and she and Angie began to turn them over one-by-one.

"Oh my god, how did you get him to do this? Is he hypnotized or something?" Angie asked, staring at the pictures.

"No, he's just a dear, sweet boy and he'd do anything to please me on my birthday. Wouldn't you Miles?"

"Yes mistress" he answered dutifully.

"Mistress? He calls you Mistress? What's going on?" Angie asked.

"Nothing is going on! It's just that he's picked on by the boys in your school and he's afraid to show his true colors there. He's really quite a dare devil—aren't you Miles."

"Yes mistress, I guess so" Miles answered, nervously wondering where this was leading.

"So what's the most daring thing you plan to do for me Miles? You do want to do something daring this evening, don't you? I know I want to see you do something.'

Miles hadn't expected this, but he could see the trap. She wanted him to do something, and to keep from being beat up he had to do what she wanted. He thought for a second and said "I could be like a stripper for your party."

Angie and Cathy both laughed. "I don't think my parents would approve of that" Angie said. "Unless of course you didn't get completely naked. What do you have on under your pants?"

"Um, just my boxers" Miles said.

"Let us see them" Angie said, and Miles unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants until an inch of his boxers were showing. Angie was still laughing, but Cathy said "all the way, I need to see how they look to see if my parents would have a fit."

Miles unsnapped the pants and let them down to his knees. He could feel his dick starting to twitch slightly and tried to think of something else, but his dick began to harden anyway, tenting out the front of his boxers.

"No, I don't think that will work" Cathy said, trying to keep a straight face. Angie was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. "Wait a second, I have an idea. You wait here, I'll be right back."

Miles started to pull his pants back up but Angie stopped laughing just long enough to tell him to leave them down. He ignored her and snapped them around his waist again. Cathy was back in just a few minutes holding a red cloth in her hand.

"Here, this was Rick's from when he used to be on the swim team. It's too small for him now, but it should fit you. Try it on" Cathy said, handing him a speedo.

"Here?" Miles asked, hoping the answer wouldn't be yes.

"No, that door there goes to my bathroom. Try them on and let us see how they fit."

Miles came back in a few seconds carrying his clothes. The bright red bathing suit fit, but just barely. The outline of his dick could be seen, but they covered him without any parts hanging out.

"That will do perfectly!" Cathy said. "Your shirt is in the garage, go ahead and put your pants on over the suit and then get your shirt. I'll be out to introduce you in just a few minutes." Cathy picked up all the pictures and shoved them in a drawer. "Here, give me those just in case my mom comes in here" she said, pointing to his boxers. When Miles handed them over she put them in the same drawer the pictures were in.

"All ready? Good, go get your shirt and get ready. This is really a wonderful idea you had and I'm so glad you're brave enough to do it. Most boys would have been terrified. Thank you for yet another present." They left the bedroom with Angie in the lead. Miles held back and when Angie was far enough ahead he turned to Cathy.

"What about the pictures and my boxers, what happens to them?"

"You'll get them back, don't worry. Just wait until you have given me my entire present, then everything will be returned to you." She gently pushed him down the hall and towards the back door. She turned and went out the front door and headed across the lawn to the house next door.

"Hey Rick" she called, knowing her brother was here somewhere. She heard his voice in the neighbor's garage. "Rick, my present is perfect. It's working even better than I hoped. Thank you . . ." she trailed off, seeing Rick and his buddy Dan with a young boy.

"Who's this?" she asked.

"Don't know yet, we were just about to find that out. He was hiding along the side, watching your party. Probably hoping you girls would play truth or dare or something. We'll find out what he's up to; you just go back and have fun. And you're welcome, I'm glad you like what I got you." Rick pushed the boy down onto a lawn chair and asked him "Who are you, and why are you hanging around here?"

"My name is Brian, and I live next door to Miles. I followed him here because he told me he was going to a party.

"And so you followed him to a big kids party hoping to get invited" Rick asked.

"No, he had something in his pocket and I wanted to see what he was going to do with them."

Cathy had just left the garage when she heard his answer and immediately turned around. "What did he have in his pocket?" she asked him.

"Just some pictures" Brian said.

"He told you about the pictures? I don't think he would have done that. Tell me what you know about the pictures—or are you just making this up?"

"No, he didn't tell me, I saw them" Brian said. "They were just like these" he said, pulling two of the pictures out of his pocket. Seeing he had one of Miles and one of himself he tried to pull one back. "Oops, not that one" he said, but Rick grabbed both pictures from his hand. After a quick glance he broke out laughing before passing them to his sister.

"He made you pose for him like this?" she asked.

Not wanting to tell a girl that it was his idea, Brian went along with the flow. "Yeah, he said it was to make me keep my mouth shut."

"But then he gave you the picture—how was that supposed to make you keep your mouth shut?" Rick asked.

"He has another one hidden in his room" Brian said, thinking fast. "He said I had to take some pictures of him and then he took two of me and told me to get lost. I sure wish I had that picture back."

"So you're the photographer. Was it fun?"

"Yeah, sort of. I never saw him like that before, he was really embarrassed."

"I'll bet he was. Would you like to take some more? I think we can talk him into giving you the picture back."

"Sure, that'd be cool" Brian said, hoping he hadn't gotten Miles into trouble.

"You can hang around the corner and watch, but don't let Miles see you, okay?" Cathy handed him the picture of him but kept the one of Miles. As he ran out, Cathy stayed behind to talk to Dan and Rick before returning to her party.

Brian watched in awe as Cathy presented Miles and he slowly began dancing to some music. He was a terrible dancer, but as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt the girls began to hoot. Brian couldn't believe his meek neighbor would really do this, but then he realized what had happened to the pictures—Miles was being blackmailed.

Brian was surprised to see Miles in the tight bathing suit but was disappointed when the music stopped and he didn't have to take it off. Then he watched as Miles, still dressed only in the tiny suit, began serving cake to the girls. He headed back home, hopeful that he would have a chance to take even more pictures of Miles later.

After all the girls had been served cake and ice cream, Cathy finally let him go. "Your clothes are in the garage next door with Rick and his best friend. I'll call you tomorrow and we'll do something special."

Thankful it hadn't been as bad as he thought it would be, Miles went next door. Rick and a boy Miles' had seen at school were there.

"You fucked up Miles," Rick said as Miles entered the garage.

"What? No, I did everything she said—you can ask her. She said you'd give me my clothes."

"You were an ass to someone" Rick said. "That suit you're wearing—its mine; give it to me."

"What? No Rick, I swear, I was nice to everyone. Just ask your sister." Dan had moved behind Miles and Miles kept twisting his head trying to watch both of the bigger boys.

"I said the suit was mine so give it to me!"

"Okay, Rick, okay" Miles said, peeling the suit off. "Can I have my clothes, please?"

"Maybe. You were an asshole to someone and now you have to pay the price. You can either agree to add a day to my sister's gift or you can go home like you are."

"I can't go home like this, it isn't even dark yet" Miles said, covering his groin. "I swear, I didn't say anything bad to anyone. What makes you think I did?"

"Do you want your clothes or not? Either way, you'll get a chance to apologize tomorrow."

Going two blocks down and three streets over naked in daylight was unthinkable. "I swear Rick, somebody lied to you. I didn't do anything. Could I please have my clothes?"

"Do you agree to add Monday to the present?"

"Please Rick?" Miles could see he wasn't getting anywhere. "Okay, I agree to add Monday. But it isn't fair, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Watch your mouth or you'll still be giving her the present on Tuesday too" Rick said, but he tossed the clothes to Miles who dressed as quickly as he could. "Here, take this too" Rick said, handing him the camera box. "You'll be using it again tomorrow. Cathy will call with some instructions for you."

"One last thing, but don't open it. It has a seal and if the seal is broken we'll know" Rick said, handing over a notebook page rolled up into a tight cylinder. "Now get out of here. We'll see you tomorrow."

Sunday morning Cathy called while Miles was at church but she left him a message and he called back as soon as he and his mom got home.

"Get together with the person who took the pictures the first time and give him the rolled up note. Then do whatever he says to do. The note will tell him not to argue with you but to just walk away if you refuse. You know what happens then."

Miles decided not to call Brian but to just go over to his house with the note and the camera. He noticed that there were four packs of film in the box this time. He was dying to know what the note said but there was a wax seal on the paper. He thought he could melt it, read the note, and then reseal it, but decided not to chance it in case something went wrong.

And it was a good thing too because as Brian used the lighter ("my lighter" Miles thought to himself) to melt the wax there was a flash of light as a bit of flash paper embedded in the wax burst into flame. "Wow, that was neat" Brian said. "Don't read this out loud or let Miles know what it says" he read. "And if you didn't see a bit of flash paper in the wax, tell Miles to go home and call Cathy." He stopped reading out loud as he finished the entire note.

"Okay, this should be easy" Brian said after he folded the note and put it in his pocket. "But I need to get something else for you to wear. I'll be right back" he said, leaving Miles in his room.

He returned in a few seconds with a pull-over shirt. "Here, take your shirt off and put this on" he said, tossing the shirt to Miles. The shirt came down almost to Miles' knees. "Good, now take off your pants and underwear" Brian directed.

Miles could sense where this was going and didn't like it, but he couldn't quit now. He lowered his pants and boxers in one move and stepped out of them.

"Perfect, nobody can tell" Brian said, picking up the camera. "Let's go."

"Go where?" Miles asked.

"Uh, I don't know, I haven't decided yet. But we're its going to be cool. Let's just head towards the park and see what's there."

"I have to go like this?" Miles asked. "Nothing but shoes and a shirt?"

"I guess you can leave the shirt here if you don't like it, but I think you're going to want something you can take off and put back on again quickly. I get to take some pictures outside today. Isn't that neat?"

"Yeah, real neat" Miles said as he followed Brian through the house and outside. "Brian, I've never done anything mean to you. Please don't make this too hard."