Roger's Turn

By Aldric

Copyright 2015 by Aldric Pietar@spamex.com, 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 acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

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Roger’s Turn
 
[Author’s Note: This is NOT a continuation of an older story, so don’t bother looking for a predecessor; no such story exists.]
 

“Just go to where I put the X on the map I drew,” Andrew said, pointing at the spot. “Right there—I promise you, you’ll see something you’ve never seen before.  And it will really be worth it.  Be there by noon on Saturday, and then call me and tell me about it.”
 
Roger Kelly had his doubts.  First off, he was supposed to go alone, yet Andrew’s reason for why sounded false.  And then the idea that he’d see a group of girls from their grade stripping and making out in the woods?  It sounded suspicious.  Yet, what if it was true?  It sure was something he didn’t want to miss seeing.  Roger took the map and told Andrew he’d think about it.
 
“What’s there to think about?” Andrew asked as Roger started walking away.  “It’s the opportunity of a lifetime.  Just be there, I promise, you’ll never forget it.”
 
Andrew was a pretty good kid, and even though they seldom got together outside of school, Roger enjoyed being with him inside school.  He considered Andrew to be mostly honest (as much as any 13 year old was) and smart.  So maybe it would be fun, but not the way Andrew had directed.  Roger thought he go there Friday after school and check it out, and then see if he wanted to go on Saturday.
 
However, Andrew had pretty much assumed that Roger wouldn’t just show up on Saturday, he’d want to check it out first, get a feel for the area.  And the most likely time for him to do that was after school.  So Andrew watched, and when he saw Roger come to school in shorts and play shoes instead of how he normally dressed in school, he knew.  He told the leader of the girl’s gang to expect him that afternoon.  Andrew felt slightly sick after setting up his friend, but he had to.  He only hoped that it would work as he was just about out of time.
 
The woods were quiet except for the wind blowing through the leaves.  The trail was easy to follow, but Roger didn’t plan on following it to where Andrew had directed him.  Instead, he was going to come at from the other side.  Once he determined he was close, he stopped and listened and looked all around him.  He didn’t see or hear anything unusual.
 
Leaving the trail, he had to work his way through small brush and large trees without losing track of his ultimate destination.  Once he decided he’d gone far enough to the side, the turned slightly to the right and headed for where Andrew had said the hidden clearing was.
 
He had only taken a few dozen paces when the leaves under his feet rattled and a rope was pulled taunt, capturing one leg.  The rope was pulled hard and Roger lost his balance and fell down, where two girls immediately were on him.  They flipped him over face down and pulled his back pack off, followed by them pulling his arms up behind his back and tying them.
 
As the girls helped him to his feet one of them whistled loudly and then yelled, “Intruder being brought in!”
 
Roger knew all three girls, all three of them were in his grade and two were in his classroom.  Were these the girls who Andrew had sworn were making out with other girls?  If so, he’d be astonished, as all three girls seemed very interested in boys while in school.
 
Roger couldn’t fight them with his hands tied behind him, and he couldn’t run because one rope was still tight around his right ankle and tended by one of the girls.  So he had no choice but to let them lead him.
 
Once he was taken to the clearing he was led to the center and saw that he was now surrounded by a dozen girls, all from his school.  Most of them were in seventh grade, like him, but two were in sixth and one was in eighth grade.
 
Angela Dickenson approached him.  She was in his grade, but she was five months older than him had just turned fourteen.
 
“In a few minutes I’m going to tell them to untie you,” she said to him.  “When they do, I want you to remove all of your clothing as fast as you can.  Doing so will earn you points, and believe me, you’re going to want to earn points.  Failing to strip will be far more humiliating for you than stripping yourself.”
 
“What do I need points for?” Roger asked, knowing that Andrew had indeed set him up.  “I was just walking through the woods, please let me go and I won’t tell anyone about this.”
 
“First, if you were just walking through the wood you would have stayed on the trail instead of walking into one of our traps.  Then you wouldn’t be in this predicament.  We’ll get to earning points and why they are important after you are naked.”
 
Angela turned to the girls behind him and said, “Untie him.”
 
Once the ropes around his wrists and the one around his ankle were removed, Angela looked at her cell phone.  “I’m starting a timer,” she said to him.  “You have five minutes.”
 
Roger considered his choices.  He was sure he couldn’t escape from a dozen girls, especially since all of them were on various sports teams.  Roger was tall and balky, but not a fighter, and he’d feel odd trying to punch girls anyway.  He decided to try diplomacy instead.
 
“Look, Andrew Walker told me some story about you, and I didn’t believe him.  But maybe now I do.  Just let me go and I won’t tell anyone what I think you’re doing here.”
 
“You will tell, but only one person, Angela said.  “A boy from our class.  Just as Andrew did.”  And I should tell you, you get more points the quicker you strip.  After the five minutes is up we strip you and you’ll spend the rest of the school year wishing you’d been braver.”
 
Roger considered his actions.  It appeared as though he were going to end up naked anyway.  But he just couldn’t strip, no in front of girls.  Even in front of boys he’d be ashamed.  “Look, I, uh, I just can’t,” he said.
 
“We don’t have to wait the whole five minutes, we can strip you now,” Angela said.  “Is that what you want?”
 
“No,” Roger said, resigned to what was about to happen.  But still, stripping himself in front of girls?  He again thought that he should stand his ground and let them strip him rather than undressing himself.  But he remembered Angela’s warning that it would be far worse if they stripped him.
 
“No, I’ll do it,” he said.  He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off.  Angela immediately stepped forward and picked it up.  “You’ll give each piece of clothing to me,” she said.  “You have three minutes, and have already lost the chance to gain a number of points.  I’d hurry if I were you.”
 
It didn’t take much courage to remove his shoe and socks, leaving him in just his shorts and boxers.  But then it got harder fast.  He stood there, hoping there was some way out of this; that maybe some sort of Calvary would ride up and save him.
 
“Less than two minute left,” Angela said, watching her cell phone and not looking directly at him.
 
Roger unsnapped his shorts and pulled the zipper down.  It was so quiet that he knew every one of the girls had heard it.  They dropped to the ground and stepped out of them.  He bent over and picked them up, and used them as cover until he had to give them to Angela.  Now he was left in just his boxers.
 
“You’re running out of time,” Angela said.  “Don’t make us take them from you.  You’re already excited about showing us what you’ve got.”
 
Her eyes were on his boxers, and Roger looked down.  He hadn’t even been aware that he had a boner, but the tent it made in the front of his boxers made it obvious he did.  Now it was even harder.
 
“Please,” he said.
 
“Begging won’t help.  You’ve got less than 40 seconds before we take them from you.”
 
Roger was so upset he thought he was going to cry in front of them.  His dick was jerking, drawing even more attention to it.  Roger looked at the circle of girls and all of them were focused on his boxers.  He didn’t want to, but he couldn’t take the chance that it would be worse if they took them from him.  He grabbed the sides and lifted the front over his dick and pulled them down to his knees.
 
“Fifteen seconds to hand them to me or you’ll wish you had,” Angela said.  She was no longer watching her cell phone, she was looking directly into his eyes.
 
A single tear did run down Roger’s face as he used all of his will power to step out of his boxers and hand them to Angela.  He was now totally naked in front of a dozen girls from his school.  His hands covered as much of his groin as they could.
 
“You just barely made it,” Angela said.  “Now for why points are important.  You can earn your clothes, one at a time, but earning points.  Anything you don’t earn back goes with us.  Right now you are at zero points.  You can leave now if you want.  But we keep your clothes and we talk about what you look like at school.  Or, you can do a few things we ask and start earning points.  You can leave at any time you want.”
 
“What, uh, do I have to do?”
 
“Well, for 1 point, turn around and ask Samantha Jorden to tie your hands behind your back again.”
 
“Oh, shit, no, something else, please,” Roger said.  “If I let that happen every one will be able to see me.”
 
“That’s the whole idea,” Angela said.  “It’s that or leave now.  Or just stand there.”
 
His legs were shaking as Roger turned and looked at Samantha.  He saw that she was staring at his groin.  “Samantha, would you tie my hands behind my back?” he asked.
 
“Not unless you say please,” she said.
 
Roger’s dick jerked at the thought of saying please to her, but he did it.  Once his hands were tied Samantha slowly turned him around to that all of the girls got a look at him.
 
“Now you’ve got 1 point,” Angela said.  “Keep in mind that you can lose points.  But that 1 point means that if you leave now we won’t tell other girls at school about what you look like or that you stripped naked for us when we asked you to.”
 
“Will you untie my hands before I leave?” Roger asked.
 
“That will take a lot of points,” Angela said.  “Let’s see if you’re ready to lose that 1 point or earn another.  How long is your penis?”
 
“Oh, god, I don’t know,” Roger said as another tear ran down his cheek.
 
“Andrew told us that all boys measure theirs, and he knew how long his was.  But unless you can tell us the correct length you’ll lose that point you just earned.  And we are going to measure, even if you continue to tell us you don’t know.  And, I’ll warn you, the questions get more personal as we go, so you want to earn the easy points now.”
 
“F-f-four and three-quarters,” Roger said.
 
“Ask one of the girls to come and measure and see if you’re right,” Angela said.
 
“Oh, damn, can’t you just choose one?” Roger said, unable to ask one of the girls to come up and measure him.
 
“See, you just lost a point,” Angela sad.  “You’re back at zero.  And you really don’t want to go negative, so pick one of the girls and ask her to measure and hope you really do know how long your penis is.”
 
“I, uh, Vicky!” Roger said in desperation.
 
Vicky smiled and borrowed a ruler and came up to him.  Roger was sure he was going to shoot as she held the ruler next to his dick and bent down to read it.  “Four and seven-eighths,” she said.
 
Roger saw Angela write that down.  “Maybe you aren’t as excited when you measure yourself, so I’ll give you that.  You’re now back at 1 point.  Now for another point.  Do you think your penis is within an eighth of an inch the same length as Andrew’s, or longer, or shorter than his?”
 
Roger couldn’t think.  He’d never seen Andrew naked and had no idea how he compared to him or any other boy.  “I’m, uh, mine is longer,” he said hopefully.
 
“Sorry, but your back to zero points.  Andrew’s penis was five and one-eighth inches long.”  The girls all laughed, and Roger felt even worse.
 
“How many points do I need to get my clothes back and my wrists untied?” Roger asked.
 
“Fifteen, but you aren’t doing very well right now, and when we run out of stuff we want to know about you then you’re stuck with the number of point you have.  Right now, think about how embarrassing it would be if we told the boys in your school that you had a small penis.”
 
“But you said if I had 1 point…”
 
“I said we wouldn’t tell the girls at school.  I didn’t say we wouldn’t tell boys.  For that you need a lot more points.  Speaking of which, how often do you play with yourself?”
 
“You mean by myself, or …”
 
“Jack off.  Beat off.  Whatever phrase you use.  But precisely, how often do you masturbate?”
 
Roger wanted to die.  “It varies, sometimes daily, but on the average I’d say twice a week.”
 
Angela recorded that, and then asked, “Have you ever done it in school?  If so, when and where?  And lying will cost you two points.”
 
Roger wondered if they knew.  He’d done it secretly in class once and was sure that nobody saw him.  But what if they did?  And another time he did it in a stall in the bathroom.  He couldn’t risk losing any more points.  “I did it in the boy’s bathroom once, I don’t remember when, it was this year.  And I uh, I did it during math a few weeks ago.”
 
“See, being honest paid off.  You now have two points.  And by the way, Trisha used a mirror to watch you do it in class, so we knew about that.  You stuck your hand down your pants and did it while ;looking around to see if anyone was watching.  Now for a third point, do you think you have more, less, or about the same amount of pubic hair as Andrew?”
 
God, Roger hated trying to compare himself to another boy.  Since Andrew’s dick was longer, it stood to reason that he’d have more hair.  But Roger couldn’t diminish himself.  “About the same,” he said.
 
“We agree,” Angela said.  “So now you’re at four points.  That gets you your backpack, your socks, and one shoe back if you want to leave.”
 
Roger wanted to leave in the worst way, but going home naked with his hands tied behind his back wasn’t an option.
 
“Okay, I guess you want to play some more,” Angela said.  “Who do you think about when you play with yourself?”
 
“Not that,” Roger thought to himself.  He remembered once telling Roger in the back of the bus on a field trip that when he beat off it was Gail Rivers he pictured.  Did Roger tell them that?  But Gail was here, could he say that in front of her?  But he knew he couldn’t lie.  If Roger had told them and he lied...  “Gail Rivers,” he whispered.
 
“Five points for team Roger,” Angela said.  “That gains you the other shoe.  And there’s some high point questions coming up.  Like, have you ever given a boy a blow job?”
 
Andrew didn’t know about that, Roger was sure.  “No, of course not,” he said with confidence.
 
“Oops, back to 1 point,” Angela said.  “You lost a bet on a scout camping trip and did it to a boy from Brookhaven last summer.  I’m warning you again, don’t lie.  You don’t want to end up with negative points.”
 
But how could they know? Roger wondered.  Only one boy from his school was in that tent, and that boy hated Andrew, he would never tell him a secret like that.  Especially since he had lost the same bet.  Unless Andrew wasn’t the first boy they’d done this to.
 
Angela interrupted his train of thought.  “Was that the only time you’ve done it to another boy?  It’s worth two points, and if you lie you’ll end up negative and the game will be over.”
 
There was no way they could know that he’d done it to his cousin when he was eleven.  It was right after his cousin had done it to him.  But if he lied he’d be finished.  “No, I did it with my cousin once,” he stammered out.
 
“Good, you’re now at three points.  And your sister thought maybe you did.  If you had said no we’d have given you the points, but your sister will be pleased to hear that her suspicions were correct.  But we’re almost out of questions for you and you’re still a long way from 15 points.  So how about asking Gail to come over and masturbate you for five points?  But there’s a catch—if she can make you cum in less than a minute you lose two points.  Two minutes is break even.  Three minutes and you gain two points.  You have to last five minutes to get the five points.”
 
Roger was so hard he didn’t think he could last five seconds.  “What if I don’t ask her?”
 
“Then you’re off the hook, but it will cost you three points and you’ll be back at zero.  And like I said, you don’t have many questions left.”
 
Lose 3 points for not asking, or 2 points and extreme humiliation if he shot in less than a minute.  What kind of choice was that?  But he had to.  “Gail, would you come over and uh, you know, do it?”
 
“Do what Roger?  What is it you want me to do?” she asked, playing innocent.
 
He gave in.  “Would you please come over and play with my di.., uh, penis, and make me shoot?”
 
“Is that what I do when you dream about me?” she asked.
 
Roger figured Andrew had told that part too.  “No, I’m sorry, Gail, I really like and respect you, but my dreams are, uh, kind of private.
 
“Not if you want me to do it,” she said.  “Tell me what I do when you dream about me.”
 
“You give me a blowjob,” he said quietly.
 
“Would you like me to do that now for double the points?”
 
He was about to say ‘yes’ before he realized that if he did and couldn’t last a minute he’d be negative.  “I, uh, would like it, but, no, just uh, just use your hand.  Please.”
 
“Okay, but remember, you don’t want to lose any more points, so you’d better be strong.”
 
The moment she wrapped her fingers around his dick his knees buckled and he almost let it go.  It was just a miracle that he didn’t shoot.  But she slowly began sliding her hand along the shaft and used a fingernail on her other hand to lightly scratch his glans.  It was more than he could stand and he shot several times, his cum leaving silver spots on the ground where it landed.
 
“Twenty-five seconds,” Angela said.  You lost two points and are back at just 1 point.  But now, do you think you last less time, longer, or about the same as Andrew did?  About the same is within 4 seconds.  This is worth 3 points, so don’t get it wrong.”
 
“This is so unfair,” Roger said.  When Angela didn’t respond he said, “About the same.”
 
“Andrew lasted twenty-one seconds, which is about the same.  You’re at four points.  But you could lose them now and go back to zero, this question is worth four points.  Do you think we could make you shoot more, less, or about the same in five minutes than we did Andrew?  About the same is within 1.”
 
“God, how can I know,” he said, openly sobbing now.  “More times.”
 
He knew the only way he could win was to turn his embarrassment off and allow his dick to shoot as quickly as possible.  One by one girls came up, but rather than trying as hard as Gail did, the others barely tried at all.  They mostly just loosely rubbed his shaft.  But it was enough for him to shoot three more times before Angela called time.
 
“Exactly the same amount as Andrew.  You are back at zero points.  Next question, for 2 points.  Tell us the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you before now.  And losing the bet in scouts doesn’t count.  And remember, be honest.  You don’t know what we know.”
 
There was just one answer, and he was sure his sister knew about it.  He’d been tubing with his cousin and four of his cousin’s friends and his suit came off after he fell off the tube but hung on to the rope.  He’d had to climb out of the water and into the boat, and two of his cousin’s friends were girls.  None of them had a towel with them, so he had to ride naked until they got back to the dock and one of them got him a towel.  He told them.
 
“So that wasn’t so hard now was it?  Two points.  Don’t lose them.  Pick a number between 1 and 4.  You don’t want to match the number that Andrew picked or you’ll lose those two points.  And if you’re higher than him you’ll gain 3 points.  If you pick lower but don’t match you only get 1 point.”
 
Roger had to go for broke.  He needed every point he could get.  “Four,” he said.
 
“Andrew said 1, so you get 3 more points, putting you at 5,” Angela said.  “Now for the last three questions.  And for the first two questions there is no wrong answer.  If you say yes you get the points, if you say no you stay at the point value you have.  Are you ready?”
 
Roger was horrified by what these questions could be, but he had to at least hear the questions.  He said he was ready.
 
“First question, for 3 points—will you let your sister and two of her friends have one hour this afternoon with you to do anything they want?  And anything does not involve pain or leaving the house undressed.”
 
That didn’t sound too bad.  “Okay,” he said.
 
“Second question.  You picked the number four.  Will you call Andrew and tell him you’ll give him four blowjobs?  It’s worth 4 points.”
 
He was at eight points.  “If I quit now, what happens?” he asked.
 
“You need twelve to get your shorts back, and thirteen to get your boxers, so you’d have to leave here with your backpack, shirt, shoes, and socks. And of course, your hands would still be tied behind your back.”
 
So quieting wasn’t an option.  “Of course you’re going to ask Andrew if I did them, but what’s to keep him from lying?  Or, since if I say yes I leave here the same way I arrived, what’s to make me do it?”
 
“The answer to the second question is easy, think of all the stuff you’ve told us and what would happen if we let kids at school know.  Giving blow jobs, having a small penis and almost no hair, what do you think kids at school would do?”
 
“But I have hair, just not a lot!” Roger blurted out.
 
“True, but we don’t have to be completely honest when we tell them.  I think they’ll want to check it out for themselves.  And our knowledge is why you’ll never tell anyone what we do here.  And as far as Andrew lying, we don’t think you need to worry about that.  He will record each one and let you keep the camera to make sure he doesn’t show them to anyone.  After you’ve done all four you bring the camera to us and let us watch and then you can delete them.”
 
“Can I hear the last question first?” he asked.  He really didn’t want to give Andrew any blow jobs, let alone four of them.
 
“No, you have to answer yes to the standing question in order to hear the last one.”
 
He was screwed, he’d have to do it.  “Okay, yes, I’ll call him.”
 
Angela moved her hands on her cell phone and then held it up to his ear.  Andrew answered by asking “How many do I get?”
 
Roger hated himself and Andrew right then.  “Four,” he said.
 
“Wow, you went for the limit,” Andrew said.  “I tried to go easy on you and said one.  I had to give three of them.”
 
“What?  To who?”
 
“I can’t tell you, just as I can never tell anyone that you did me.  I don’t know how many boys the girls have done this to, but I wasn’t the first.  I’m sorry I set you up, but if you’ve gotten to the final questions you understand why.”
 
“I thought there was only one final question,” Roger said.
 
“Well, its multi-part,” Andrew said.  “I guess you’ll find out in a few minutes.  And I’ll never know the answer.  But at least my role will finally be done.”
 
They said goodbye and Angela hung up the phone.  “The final question is a series of questions.  Right now you’re at 12 points, and that still makes it very difficult and embarrassing for you to get home.  But if you want to get to 15 points, all you have to do is tell us which boy you’re going to convince to sneak out here.  Choose wisely, because it has to be somebody you know secrets about.  At this point, you can guess what type of secrets we’re interested in.  Do that and you go home dressed.”
 
It didn’t take a lot of thought.  He and Tommy Miller had shared many a campout in back of their houses and he knew a lot of secrets about Tommy.  But most important, Tommy had once lost a bet to give him a blow job, but chickened out and never did it.  Roger guessed he was going to get that one and maybe more.  When asked, he chose the number two.
 
“Just remember, we’re free to talk to anyone we want about your secrets until you complete the last three tasks.  As long as you’re moving along rapidly, we won’t talk, but take too long, and well, I guess you’ll have to deal with people knowing.”
 
His clothes were returned, his wrists untied, and he quickly dressed.  The two eleven year old girls who had been there escorted him to one of their houses, and called his sister to meet them.  They wanted two things—to masturbate him, and to shave his public hair.  He had no choice, so he let them.
 
Andrew was ready and it only took two days to pay off that part of the deal.  It was horrifying setting there as the girls watched him give each of the four blowjobs, but when they were done they allowed him to delete the files, just as they had promised.
 
Setting up Tommy proved to be just as easy to do as it had been for Andrew.  He was now waiting for Tommy to call him on Angela’s cell phone.
 

 




 

   
   
(The End)