Spoils of War

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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Spoils of War
 
Major Characters:
 
Jamison (Jamie) (Jam) Brewer, age 13
 
Kurt Brewer, age 11
 
Janice (Jan) Littleton, age 11
 
Kathy Littleton, age 13
 
Kate Littleton, age 14
 
Greg McCartney, age 11
 
Sidney McCartney, age 13
 
Pete Cavanaugh, age 10
 
Ralph Cavanaugh, age 13
 
Caleb Sula, age 11
 
Al Sula, age 13
 
Kaily Sula, age 13
 
Kim Tondini, age 13
 
Chloe Johnson, age 12
 
 
 
Early this year my father went on a ‘business’ trip to Los Vegas.  Little did my mom know that he and two associates were planning a heist at a casino there.  They were caught, convicted, and sent to jail.  My mom immediately divorced him, but the damage was done.  She had no job and no money as my dad spent everything he could on his defense.  We had to sell our house or face foreclosure, something my brother and I didn’t understand at the time.
 
But luck sometimes comes when it is most needed.  The owner of the real estate company my mom chose had just lost his wife in a car accident, and was left trying to figure out how to raise three girls on his own.  Henry Littleton’s firm was teamed up with his wife’s brother to develop a new housing development and he had started a house there for his family when his wife died.  Once my mom and he hit it off, he sold that house and built a new one for a bigger blended family.
 
I was uncomfortable moving in with a strange family that included only girls, but it was better than living at a shelter, which is where my mom was headed.  And Henry, now my step dad, really made it nice for me and my brother.  We had to share a room, but that wasn’t a problem, we always had.  We had our own bathroom (which meant we had to clean it, uck) while the Littleton girls had two rooms and their own bathroom.  (Kate, being the oldest, got a room to herself.)
 
And as a bonus, we were now living miles away from where we had been, and in a new school district nobody would know that Kurt and I were the kids of a convicted thief.  When my mom married Henry Littleton I had the option of changing my last name and chose to remain Jamison Brewer.  My brother Kurt also stayed a Brewer.
 
The Littleton girls immediately started calling me Jamie, mostly because I let on that I hated that name, but it was better than my mom’s pet name for me—Jam.  I didn’t especially care for Jamison, it sounded so formal, but it was better than the other two choices.
 
Kurt and I immediately made friends with a red-headed kid who had also just moved into the neighborhood in the house right next to ours.  His name is Greg McCartney, and he was eleven years old but just a two months younger my brother Kurt.  He had a sister named Sidney who was the same age as me, thirteen.
 
The first chance we had after getting settled in our new houses we wanted to go exploring.  There was a short wooded area behind our property and then a small stream.  From my bedroom I could see there was a wider expanse of trees on the other side of the stream, but beyond that was another housing development.  But that gave us nearly a half mile of woods and stream to explore.
 
The youngest Littleton, Jan, came along.  She and Kurt were the same age and were the closest of Littleton-Brewer family (except for our parents). We found the fort almost immediately.  It was maybe a half mile south of our house and just above the bank of the stream.  Made of logs, it was well built, almost a log cabin, except the roof was just poles cut from small trees and bound together with long tie wraps.  Plywood that had probably been stolen from one of the housing development was nailed to the poles.  It had one opening that was covered with a heavy tarp that had tie wraps run through metal grommets on the top and J-hooks on the side that could be fitted into O-shaped rings screwed into the sides.  None of the J-hooks were hooked into the rings, so we went in.
 
It was as big as the bedroom Kurt and I shared, and I noticed the back wall and part of the roof wasn’t finished yet.  The back ten feet or so was open except for a few poles laying in place but not yet strapped down.  Inside there were six plastic lawn chairs and a tool box with a padlock on it.  Candy wrappers and pop cans littered the floor, which was dirt.
 
“Maybe we shouldn’t be in here,” Kurt said.  “Whoever is building this might not want us here.”
 
“I don’t know,” Greg said.  “We aren’t hurting anything, we’re just looking.”
 
“Besides, maybe if we offer to help them they’ll let us use it too,” I said.  “Otherwise, we’ll get a look at how it’s built and then build our own fort up closer to our houses.”
 
“Yeah, but look at how many trees they cut down to build the sides,” Greg said.  “It must have taken them years to build this.”
 
Greg and I started counting the number of logs used, most of which were six to eight inches in diameter.
 
Not interested in what we were doing, Kurt and Jan decided to head down to the stream.
 
It had taken 68 logs to build the walls and more were still needed to finish the back wall.  Greg was right, it must have taken them forever to cut down that many trees.  And that didn’t include the vertical polls on both sides that were dug into the ground and used to hold the wall poles in place.
 
“Maybe if we offer to help them finish this fort they’d help us start our own,” I said.  “Let’s hang around and see if anyone shows up.”
 
It had been a while since we last saw Kurt and Jan, and we were just about to go looking for them when they returned.  They each had clothing with them that they dumped inside the cabin.
 
“What’s going on,” I asked.
 
“There’s two boys skinny dipping, and they wouldn’t come out so we took their clothes,” Jan said.
 
“They weren’t skinny dipping, they still had their underpants on,” Kurt said.  “Jan wanted to see them, but like she said, they wouldn’t come out.  So we told them we’d wait here for ten minutes and then we’d take their clothes home with us.”
 
“You can’t leave two boys out here in just their boxers,” I said.
 
“Not boxers, they had whitey-tightes on,” Jan said.  “Look, here they come.”
 
Two boys were approaching with their hands over their groins.  They looked a little younger than Kurt and Jan.  The boys were dressed only in white briefs, and were very embarrassed.  But that didn’t stop one of them from saying, “You guys are going to be very sorry you messed with us, so get out of our fort and get back to your homes and don’t ever come here again.”
 
“This is your fort?” I asked.  “You built this?  Who are you two?”
 
The other one answered.  “Our brothers and friends helped build it.  “I’m Pete Cavanaugh and he’s Caleb Sula, and you guys are going to be sorry if anything is missing or broke.”
 
“So now you’ve seen us,” Caleb yelled.  “Give us our clothes.”
 
I noticed how Jan’s eyes were focused on the boy’s middles.  The briefs were wet and their backsides were clearly visible; only the double fabric kept the front from being see-through.
 
 “You want clothes?” Kurt asked them.  “Take off the underpants and you can have them.”
 
I could have stopped him, and should have, but Greg laughed and said, “This should be interesting.”
 
And I thought it would be interesting.  I wanted to see what the boys would do.  There was no way I would strip down in front of a girl.
 
Jan blushed, but not as much as the two boys.  And her eyes never left their middles.
 
“Come on, please?” Caleb asked.  “We didn’t mean it, and we won’t tell our brothers if you just let us have our clothes back.”
 
“Lose the underpants first,” Greg said.  It surprised me to hear him supporting Kurt as much as he was.
 
“Fuck this,” Pete said.  He looked at Caleb and said, “Let’s go get our brothers.  “Boy are you guys going to get it.  We’re declaring war on you guys effective immediately”
 
“Give up the big talk,” Greg said.  “You aren’t scaring us any.”
 
“You plan to go all the way home in just your underpants?” Caleb asked.  He stayed in place while Pete took a few steps up the hill, away from our house.  I could see that both boys now sported tiny boners.
 
“If I do it will you let me have my clothes?” Caleb asked my brother.
 
“I’ll let you get dressed, but I’m keeping his,” Kurt said.  “Your friend can go home like he is.”
 
“Or maybe for threatening us we’ll strip him naked anyway and he can go home like that,” Greg said.  “And you too, unless you take the underpants off now.”
 
I knew it was going too far, but I had to decide to join my brother and my newest and only friend or stop this.  I chose support and moved to block Pete from leaving.
 
Pete swore again, but he whipped down his briefs and stepped out of them.  “There, enjoy the show,” he said as he waved his hips in front of Jan, who began giggling.
 
Caleb took his off as well, but he covered his midsection with his hand.  “Now can we have our clothes?” he asked.
 
“Not until you put your arms behind your head,” Kurt said.
 
“Oh, let them get dressed, you’ve embarrassed them enough,” Jan said.  I don’t know if she was worried about getting into trouble of if seeing a ten-year-old boy wasn’t as interesting as she hoped.
 
“One last thing,” Greg said.  He gathered up both pairs of underpants and said, “You declared war, so these become our spoils of war.”
 
Then we left, all of us laughing and giggling as we made our way home.  Greg dropped the stolen underpants on our side of the stream behind a tree.
 
“Is that what your thing looks like?” Jan asked my brother.
 
“Mine?  Mine is way bigger,” he replied.  “They just looked like little kids.”
 
I hadn’t looked at my brother naked in years, but I strongly doubted that his was ‘way bigger.’  But I stayed quiet and let him live his lie.
 
For the next few days we decided to stay away from the fort.  After all, we had no idea how old Pete and Caleb’s brothers were, if they even existed.  But we believed they must because we started to work on our fort.
 
The first tree we cut was only about four inches in diameter, but it was still a fair amount of work.  And it was only ten feet tall and the top was much thinner.  However, we guessed we could use it as a wall brace.  While we were working on a second tree a worker from the housing development saw us while he was taking a piss break in the shade.
 
He told us rather than cut down all the trees along the stream we should take them from the pile his crew was making.
 
“Aren’t you going to sell them for lumber or firewood or something?” I asked.
 
“Are you kidding?” He answered.  “It’s all scrub pine, much too small for lumber and nobody wants pine for firewood.  It costs us money to load them into a truck and haul them away.  Our pile is over there,” he pointed towards the edge of the undeveloped section of where Greg and I lived.  “Just don’t make it messy.  Take what you want, but leave the poles in a pile so we can pick them up with a chain.”
 
Once we reached the pile we saw that everything we needed (except for the plywood, nails, tools, and tie wraps) was there.  All we had to do was haul them and cut them to the right length.  And dig the holes for the support brackets.
 
Digging was nearly as hard as cutting since we were digging in clay, and it was hard as a rock.  We got four poles in and started building a wall, but it quickly fell over and we knew we needed much deeper holes for the support poles.
 
Jan had no interest in hard work and she wanted Kurt to leave with her.  I knew that Kurt want to go with her but he knew that unless he helped build we’d never let him say it was ‘his’ fort.  So he stayed and we took off our shirts went to work.
 
We’d been working for several hours and were nearly exhausted so we weren’t paying any attention to our surroundings.  Kurt had stepped back into the trees to take a piss.  The first warning we had was when Caleb yelled, “That’s them!”
 
Five of them came out of the woods in a semicircle around us—Pete and Caleb and three girls.  The girls looked to be around the same age as Greg and I.
 
Pete and I stood there and stared at them.  Since Kurt wasn’t with them I guessed they had missed him.  I wondered if my brother would run or join us, or stay in the background and help us by surprising them.
 
“I told you we’d get you for what you did to us,” Caleb said.  “Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way.  I want both of you to strip!”  The girls giggled when he said it.
 
I had no intention of letting a couple of ten year old boys and three girls intimidate me so I pointed the shovel at him and told him to get lost or he’d get it a lot worse than last time.
 
He didn’t respond and he didn’t need to.  I heard Kurt cry out in pain from somewhere behind me.
 
“I told you our brothers would get you,” Caleb said.  “Now start getting those shorts and undies off or they’ll hurt your little brother even more.”  As soon as he stopped talking I heard Kurt try to stifle another grunt of pain.
 
“He’s only nine years old,” I shouted to whoever had hold of Kurt.  He’s really eleven, just weeks short of being twelve, but I figured they’d be more likely to go easy on him if they thought he was younger.  “Come out and face me and let him go.”
 
The only response was a louder and longer moan from Kurt.
 
“I’m warning you for the last time,” Caleb said.  “Take off the clothes or they’ll really hurt him and then they’ll start on you.”
 
Kurt groaned again and Greg made my mind up for me.  “Come on,” he said as he unsnapped his shorts.  “We’ve got to do it; someone is hurting your little brother.”  He let his shorts slip down past his knees and stepped out of them.  He had boxers on, and his shoes and socks, and he was staring at me.
 
I knew he was right, I just didn’t want to be defeated by Caleb.  It took one more moan from Kurt before I dropped my shorts and stepped out of them too.
 
“Now the rest of it,” Caleb said.  “Shoes, socks, everything.  I want to see both of you completely naked.”
 
The girls were still giggling, but they were watching closely, undoubtedly hoping we would strip naked in front of them.
 
And we did.  We took our time untying our shoe laces, but that was all we could do to delay.  Once our socks were off we looked at each other, and then both of us pushed our boxers down in one motion and we both covered our groins with our hands while we stepped out of our boxers.
 
Pete came running forward and grabbed our boxers.  “Spoils of war,” he said as he backed away from us before circling around behind us.
 
“Put your hands behind you,” Caleb ordered.
 
I hesitated, but at this point I knew defiance was wasted.  I had just stripped naked in front of girls by commands from a ten year old kid.  I could feel the plastic of tie wraps going around my wrists and then drawing tight.  As soon as he was done with me Pete did the same to Greg.  We were now fully exposed to the girls, and both of us started to get hard.
 
“Now let my brother go,” I said with as much courage as I could muster.  But my voice broke and they just laughed.
 
Just then Kurt was brought forward.  He was naked but not bound like us.  His eyes caught mine and he looked down as two boys who were both bigger than me pushed him to the center of the circle.
 
“They squeezed my balls,” he said.  “I couldn’t help it.”
 
“Shut up,” Pete said to him.  “Now it’s time to decide what to do with you three.”
 
“Hey, we let you go,” Greg said.  “We didn’t hurt either one of you.”
 
“Let’s find out who they are and where they came from first,” one of the other boys said.  “I think we’ll start with a round of introductions.  I’m Al Sula, I’m thirteen, and I’m Caleb’s brother.”  He then introduced the other new boy as Ralph Cavanaugh, thirteen, who was Pete’s brother.
 
Then he introduced the girls: Kim Tordini, age thirteen; Chloe Johnson, thirteen; and Kaily Sula, twelve.
 
“And you already know us,” Caleb said.  “I’m eleven and Pete’s ten.  Now let’s hear from you.”
 
“I’m Jamison Brewer, and I’m thirteen, and that’s my brother Kurt,” I said.  Kurt added that he was eleven and a half.
 
“And I’m Greg McCartney, eleven” Greg said to finish it off.  “We just moved in back here.”  With his hands bound behind his back all Greg could do was point with his nose.
 
“Oh, so you’re both going to be in Middle School with us,” Kim said.  “We’ll be sure to tell the other girls all about you!”  She and the other two girls giggled again.
 
“Okay Caleb, you got what you wanted,” Ralph said to his brother.  “We’re going to head back now.  Don’t go too far because if you get us in trouble I’ll pin your ears to the wall of the fort.”
 
“Speaking of which, you two have some work to do for taking our key without asking,” Al said.  “So make sure it gets done.”
 
Al, Ralph, Kim, and Chloe all turned to go, but Kaily decided to stay.  I pleaded with them not to leave us bound like this with the younger boys, but they just laughed and said we brought it on ourselves and continued walking away.
 
“What are you going to do with them?” Kaily asked.  “Can I touch them?”
 
“What?” Pete said.  Then he smiled and added, “Yeah, sure, have fun.”
 
It was awkward at best to have her feeling my dick, especially since I was rock hard, but there was nothing I could do to stop her.  Once she was bored with me she went next to Greg and finally to Kurt.  Pete and Caleb just stood there laughing at our misfortune.
 
Finally she was done and Pete said he had an idea.  “We could send you home just like you are, or we could cut the tie wraps,” he said to us.
 
“Why would we cut the tie wraps?” Caleb asked him.  “I thought the plan was to send them home unable to cover themselves.”
 
“Because, instead of that they could be our slaves.  They can do the work on the fort that we’re supposed to do.  And they have to promise to work naked until all of the work is done.”
 
“But that’ll all day, and, hey cool, that is a good idea,” Caleb said as he considered it.  He looked at us and asked, “Except that they won’t be slaves, they’ll be prisoners of war.  But even if they promise they will do the work, how do we know they’ll keep their promise?”
 
I thought about having to go home to my three step sisters and Pete to his sister like I was and made up my mind real fast.  “You can trust us.  You have to.  There’s no way I want to go home like this.”
 
“And if they refuse, we can always get Al and Ralph to capture them again and then we can really have fun with them,” Pete said.
 
“So you guys heard, the work will take all day and you will be naked the entire time, no matter who comes by.  Do you promise?  All three of you?”
 
Apparently Greg and Kurt were thinking the same thoughts that I was for they immediately promised.
 
“Then let’s go and get started,” Caleb said.  “Start by bringing all of these poles over to our fort.”  He pulled a pocket knife out and cut us free.  “We’ll bring your clothes and meet you there.  Don’t take too long.”  He gathered up our clothes but then decided we could have our shoes and socks and only took our shirts and shorts.  The three of them ran off giggling leaving the three of us naked.
 
“This isn’t fair,” Kurt said.  “We spent most of the day bringing these over from the pile.  Now we have to give them up for their fort.”
 
“I don’t like it either,” Greg said.  “But what choice do we have?  That was embarrassing, but having to beg my sister to cut me loose would be more than I could handle.”
 
“Yeah, and we have three sisters,” I said and saw my brother blush deeply when he thought about Jan seeing him naked and helpless.  “Let’s grab as many of these as we can and get going.”
 
We got there with the first load only to find that Ralph and Al and the three girls had been joined by another boy and two more girls.
 
“So this is how you two runts plan on getting your work done,” the new boy said to Pete and Caleb.  “But why are they naked?  And that little red-headed kid isn’t going to be much use out here in the sun.”
 
“They’re just hairless little boys who are too young to cum so it doesn’t matter if they’re naked or not,” Al said laughing.
 
“I’m not hairless and I can too cum,” I shouted back without thinking.
 
“Hey, you prisoners can’t talk to him like that,” Caleb yelled.
 
“It’s okay Caleb,” his brother said to him.  “I’ve got this.  And that outburst just earned the entire company a punishment.”
 
“Make him prove it Al,” one of the girls we hadn’t met said.
 
“Work first, then punishment,” Al said.  Then he saw one of the girls with a cell phone and said to her, “No pictures.  If they tell, and they probably will, then we’re all in trouble, but that won’t even matter compared to the trouble you’ll be in for having a picture of them on your phone.  Just watch and remember, but no souvenirs.”  She looked disappointed put her phone back into a pocket.
 
We dropped the poles and headed back.  “You’re letting them go?” Ralph asked Caleb and Pete.
 
“Naw, they’ll be back,” Pete said.  “First they have to bring all the poles they were going to use on their fort over here.  Then the real work will start.”
 
It took us four trips to get the last of the poles over to their fort.   Between the second and third trip Ralph and Al had left but the girls had stayed behind.
 
“Okay, you can take a short break now before you get started,” Caleb said to us.  “You can go cool off in the stream for five minutes if you want.  Don’t be late.”
 
“And don’t run off home,” Pete added.  “You’ll really be sorry if we have to hunt you down again.”
 
I had no plans to run home naked.  As embarrassing as it was it was better than being seen by my step sisters.  We headed to the stream and Kurt showed us where he and Jan had found Pete and Caleb.  It was on a bend in the stream and one bank had a place that was about four feet deep.
 
When we got back we saw another boy standing at attention.  He was naked except for shoes and socks.  Al and Ralph had also returned, along with another boy their age.
 
“What’s going on?” I asked him.
 
“We’re not allowed to talk,” he whispered to me.  “Just line up and wait.”
 
His knees were shaking and his face was white although his ears were red.  I half expected him to pass out.  They let us stand there for a few minutes.  I glanced around and saw that each of us had a boner.
 
“Excellent,” Caleb said, looking at us, “everyone did what they were told to do. “  He moved to stand in front of the new kid and said, “This is Justin Cramer.  He used to be in our army but he committed a serious crime and we decided to add him to your work patrol.  How’s it feel Cramer?”
 
“Terrible sir,” the boy said.
 
“Don’t worry, it’ll get worse.  Your brother has plans for you.  I’ll bet you don’t think you’re tough now, do you?”  He looked down at Justin’s groin and said, “Yeah, you’re not big at all, are you.  In fact, you barely even look my age, instead of thirteen.  It certainly isn’t very big.  Just how long is it?”
 
“I don’t know sir,” Justin said.
 
“That’s a lie, and you’ll pay the price for it later.  But I guess we’ll find out after your girlfriend gets here.”
 
“Please Caleb, not her,” Justin begged.  “You could talk to Tony, he’d back off.”
 
“That’s General Cramer to you, not Tony!  And it was your brother’s idea to invite her,” Caleb said.  “And call me Sir or Mister Sula, never call me Caleb!  And that goes for the rest of you too.  And Pete is Sir or Mister Cavanaugh, got it?”
 
We all said, “Yes sir,” and he backed up a few steps.  “You guys just stand there and remember, you’re at attention until I dismiss you.  So no talking and no moving.”
 
It was only a few minutes before we could hear voices coming towards us.  A girl about my age and a boy a year or two older showed up.   Caleb went to the new girl and brought her over to stand in front of us.
 
“Trish, the troops, especially prisoner Cramer here, are ready for your inspection.”
 
The girl stared at Justin for a full minute, taking in all of him, and then she laughed.
 
“I take it your pleased?” The boy who we didn’t know asked.  “My brother will be at your service all day and probably tomorrow as well.  Although, as you can see, he’s not much to look at.  Just let me know if you’re not satisfied with the punishment I have chosen for him.”
 
“No this is perfect!” Trish said.  “He looks so much different naked.  I never would have imagined it.  I’m going to enjoy watching him.”  She stepped back and looked at Kurt, Greg, and me.  “And these are the boys you were telling me about?” she asked Caleb.
 
“Each prisoner will state their name and age and say good morning Miss Master,” Caleb yelled at us.  “Starting with Justin,” he added with a smirk.
 
It was beyond humiliating to have to do it, and the other girls gathered around to watch.  Before we were done we all had boners and that didn’t go unnoticed by the crowd of kids witnessing our humiliation.
 
Then it was time to get back to work.
 
 “Get those poles on the back wall so we can start on the roof,” Caleb said to us.
 
After an hour or so, Caleb called another break.  We headed back towards the stream where we had a chance to ask Justin what he had done.  He hesitated, but finally told us.
 
Trish Masters lived next door to him and they had been boyfriend-girlfriend for about six months.  Three days ago Justin’s brother Tony caught him with a pair of binoculars watching her sun bath in her back yard.  “She had her top off,” he said.  “And I was, you know, playing with myself.  It was horrible when my brother dragged me over there and made me tell her what I had been doing.  She was going to tell her parents, but Tony suggested he could punish me instead.”
 
We knew we had been gone a lot more than five minutes so we hurried back. 
 
“While you guys were goofing off Caleb and I went and got the last of the poles we should need,” Pete said to us as soon as we got back.  “You guys are going to go and get some plywood to put on top.”
 
“Naked?” I asked.  “But it’s out in the open and…”
 
“And you’ll have to explain to anyone around why you’re naked.  Tell them you’re nudists, or that you lost a bet, anything expect the truth.  And don’t dawdle or you’ll never get done with this project.  I’ll go with you to make sure you don’t slack off.”
 
Pete took us north of where my house was were a lot more construction was being done.  He lead us to the edge of the woods right behind a house that had just been roofed.  “See that pile there?” Pete said, pointing to where all the unused pieces of plywood were stacked.  “Go and get as many as you can and bring them back here.  Then we can make as many trips back to the fort as we need to.”
 
I started to walk out but Kurt grabbed my arm and pointed to the front.  I looked where he pointed and saw two girls I didn’t know.   I pleaded with Pete to not make us go out there naked.  He laughed and said it sure would be funny to watch, but apparently we weren’t to be seen because next he said, “Wait here until I get rid of them.”
 
He walked out and talked with them for a few minutes and soon the girls were giggling about something.  I was beginning to worry he was telling them we were here naked.  But after a few minutes they turned and headed back to the south.  Pete watched them until they were far enough away before he waved us over.
 
We worked as fast as we could, each of keeping an eye on the surroundings in case someone else came.  We had moved much of the pile before Pete said we had enough and then we started back carrying we could.  It took us four nerve-racking trips before we got it all and then another hour to nail them into place on the roof of their fort.
 
But before we could put the plywood in place we had to finish lifting the poles up to the roof and tying them in place.  It took longer than expected so  Caleb said we that we’d have to come back tomorrow and finish. He reminded us that we promised to work until the work was done.  I was looking forward to getting my clothes back and getting the hell out of here, even if for only the evening.  But Kaily remembered my outburst from earlier in the day about how I could cum.
 
“He needs to prove it,” she said to her brother.  Caleb immediately agreed.
 
“No way,” I said, but I saw Pete look over to my brother before saying, “I’ll bet we can make you do it.”
 
I remembered they had squeezed Kurt’s balls earlier and I knew we were defenseless against them.  I knew if they started to hurt Kurt that I’d give in anyway, so there was no point to make Kurt suffer any pain.  I gave in and tried to figure out how I was going to be able to jack off with such a large group of boys and girls watching.
 
Tony Cramer bought me a few minutes of time.  “You know, I think that would be a very suitable punishment for Justin too.”
 
“I won’t do it,” Justin said.  He started to back away from his brother.
 
“I’ll bet I could make you do it,” Tony said.  “Or I could make you suck him off instead.  Do you want to try me?  Or leave now and let me tell your brother that you refused to follow orders.”
 
“Please Tony, don’t make me,” Justin begged.
 
“Start jacking off now,” was Tony’s response.  “And you’d better cum before he does or I’ll make you suck him anyway.”
 
I had been between semi-hard and hard all day and I knew that I’d cum fast once I got started, but I really didn’t want to be the cause of making Justin suck me, so I knew I’d have to hold out as long as I could.
 
“And if he does it faster than you,” Pete said to me, “I’ll make you suck him off.”
 
“They wouldn’t,” I thought.  “They couldn’t!”  But I knew they could and would.  They knew my weakness was my brother.  I didn’t want to have Justin suck me off in front of an audience but I wanted even less for them to watch me suck him off, so I frantically went to work on my making my dick hard.  I saw that Justin had the same fear and that he was already hard.
 
Everyone was gathered around, even my friend and brother.  Justin won by two seconds and I heard Caleb say, “Cool, and now we get to watch little Jamie make Justin cum again.”  The thought was horrible, and I began to wonder if I could do it.
 
I was saved by an unlikely source however.  Justin’s ex-girlfriend, Trish, said, “I don’t think Justin should be rewarded in any way for his behavior.”
 
“Okay then, I guess Jamie gets off,” Caleb said.  “Lucky little devil, I was looking forward to watching it.”
 
“Well, there’s still Kurt and Greg,” Pete said.  “He could suck one of them off instead.”
 
“Or both of them,” Pete added.  I was really beginning to hate Pete; Caleb was a year older than him but it was Pete who kept coming up with the best ideas on how to humiliate us.
 
“Are you really going to make them do it?” Trish asked.  “Because if so then he,” she pointed at me, “Can suck off his brother and Justin can suck off the other one.”
 
Justin didn’t hesitate, and walked over to where Greg stood and knelt down in front of him and immediately put his lips around Greg’s short little boner.  Greg moaned with pleasure, and it only took a few seconds before his knees buckled and he let out a big sigh as he drove twice into Justin’s face.
 
“Does he shoot yet?” Pete asked.
 
“Just a little,” Justin said, his whole face red.
 
I still hadn’t moved, and now that Justin had completed his part of what we were told to do it was noticed.  Pete moved quickly behind my brother and reached around him and grabbed his balls.  Kurt yelled out in pain and bent over at the waist, but Pete didn’t let go.
 
“Go get some tie wraps Caleb,” Pete said.  When Caleb came back with a handful of them, Pete told him to bind my wrists behind my back.  “Do the rest of them too,” Pete said.  “I guess they doesn’t want to go home dressed.”
 
“No, let them alone, I’ll do it,” I yelled as Caleb moved behind Greg.
 
“Oh, you’ll do it alright,” Pete said.  “But your clothes are staying here tonight.  Tomorrow you’ll be back, and you’ll come naked.  And maybe, maybe, I’ll let these two go home in shorts.  But you’d better not refuse a command again.”
 
They were going to make me do it no matter what, but maybe I could at least spare Kurt and Greg from going home naked, so I bent down in front of my brother and got the first good look at his equipment I’d had since we were six and five.  He had just a tiny bit of hair growing right at the base of his penis, which was rock hard and about four inches long.
 
“Don’t do it Jamison,” he said.  “I’ll be okay.”
 
I ignored him and pulled his dick into my mouth.  He had been hard all day too and regardless of his desires his body accepted the physical touch and warmth of my mouth and tongue and in just seconds I could taste his watery cum in my throat.  I let loose and stood up, leaving a string of cum hanging down from his dick.
 
“Cool,” Pete said.  “You’ll be doing that to me and Caleb tomorrow.  And maybe our brothers too.”  He looked at Caleb and said, “Let these two put their shorts on and then we’ll bind their wrists behind them.”  He pushed a long tie wrap into my palm and said, “When you get here tomorrow this will be around your wrists.”
 
Soon Kurt and Greg had their shorts on and their wrists bound and I thought we were ready to leave.  I’d have to figure out a way to get free and in the house without any of the girls seeing me.  But then Pete had another one of his great ideas.  He moved in front of Kurt and unsnapped his shorts and pulled down the zipper, then he did the same to Greg.  They had to hold their shorts up to keep them from falling off.
 
“I’ll be right back,” Pete said.  “Give me the key to the tool box,” he said to Caleb.
 
A minute later he was back with a tube of something.  He squeezed some out into the snap and then onto the Greg and Kurt’s zippers.  He waited a minute and then tried to zip up their shorts.  “That should do it.  You three can go now.  You,” he pointed at me, “Be back here tomorrow at eight.  And you’d better be naked with your wrists bound behind your back.”
 
“Why’d you do it?” Kurt asked once we were far enough away.  “Pete was going to do this to us anyway.”
 
“Because he wasn’t going to stop squeezing your balls until I did.  And he’d have Caleb squeezing Greg’s balls too as soon as he thought of it.  Stop here a second.”  We stopped and I bent down in front of Kurt again.  I looked at the snap and zipper and saw there were covered in glue.  “There’s no way of getting your shorts closed without a solvent to remove the glue.
 
“Oh, that’s what you were doing,” Kurt said.  “For a second there when you bent down I thought…”
 
“Never mind what you thought,” I said, but I noticed that he again had a boner that was sticking out the front of his shorts.  “But you need to make that shrink on your own.”  I pointed down with my nose.
 
“Do either of you have a knife in your pockets?” I asked.  Neither did, so we were stuck going home as we were.  We’d have to figure out a plan once we got there.
 
But we didn’t have to wait that long.  We’d only come a hundred yards or so before Jan stepped out from behind a tree.  “Looks like you guys could use a hand,” she said, but the smile on her face didn’t look like we were going to get a lot of help.  “I see you are bigger than Caleb and Pete,” she said as she looked at Kurt.  “But not so much for you,” she said as she pulled the front of Greg’s shorts further open.  “Why don’t you guys just let go of the shorts and I’ll carry them home for you.”
 
“Uh, that’s fine Jan,” Greg said.  “I’m good.”
 
“Me too,” added Kurt.
 
“Nonsense.  Here, let me help.” She began tickling Kurt until he let go with one hand to try and stop ere and at that moment she yanked his shorts down.  He wasn’t expecting it and they slipped out of his other hand and gathered around his ankles.
 
“Now you,” she said to Greg.  “I can make you, and besides, you need my help.”
 
Greg surrendered and let his drop around his ankles.  She supported them as they stepped out of their shorts.
 
“There now, let me have a look,” she said as she lined the three of us up.  “Yep, I like it.  You guys should go naked more often.”  I’m sure the other two were feeling just as embarrassed as I was, Kurt perhaps more so since he and Jan had become close friends.
 
“You mentioned helping us,” I said as she was spending too much time looking up and down the row.
 
“Yeah,” she said.  “You guys keep moving along and I’ll run ahead.  By the time you get close to the backyard I will be there with clothing and a knife.  See you there.”  With a last look she took off running, Kurt and Greg’s shorts in each of her hands.
 
“That was the most embarrassing moment of my life,” Kurt said.
 
I couldn’t think of any useful response, so I just said, “Let’s get going before Caleb and Pete come to see how we’re doing.”
 
Once we got close we were expecting Jan, but instead Kathy and Kate and Greg’s sister Sidney were there.  None of them had any clothing for us.  Kathy and Sidney were my age, thirteen, and Kate a year older.
 
“I guess it’s a bad day for you guys,” Kate said.  “When we saw Jan gathering clothing from your room we had to find out why.  It only took a minute for us to break her.  Why don’t you come into the house and we’ll hear all about your day.”  With a last look at us the three girls turned and walked towards the house.  We had little choice except to follow.
 
The only house that had a view of our backyard was the McCarthey’s, and since Greg and Sidney were with us we didn’t have to worry about being seen from that house.  But still, it was very embarrassing to walk naked down the 200 foot yard and up the steps onto the porch.  Kate held the sliding door open for us.
 
After working out in the hot sun all day it felt cold inside the air-conditioned house.  “Talk to us,” Kathy said.
 
I began, and Kurt and Greg added some bits.  They had a lot of questions, and realized that we had held some parts back and insisted on hearing the whole story.  We gave them everything except for the blowjob I gave my brother.
 
“Jan was watching near the end, and she said she saw you doing something with Kurt,” Kate said.  “Since you chose not to share that part, we won’t save you from going back tomorrow.”  She called Jan down from her room.  “And, since you didn’t tell us that it was your idea to take the clothes belonging to those other boys, you’ll be going along as well.”
 
“No, you can’t do that,” I said.  “They’ll strip her in a heartbeat, and make her do stuff.  I should have stopped it and I didn’t yet, so punish me.”
 
“They won’t strip her because she’ll already be naked,” Kate said.  “And they won’t make her do anything we don’t agree with because we’ll be there too.  The Cavanaugh and Sula boys don’t scare us, we know stuff about them that they would rather keep secret.  But don’t worry, you will be punished, each of you, for the role you played in making two innocent boys strip naked for your pleasure.”
 
“N-n-naked?” Jan said.  “I can’t go n-n-naked.  Not in front of boys.  Not in front of Kurt.  Please.”
 
“Naked.” Kate said.  “You didn’t have any problem with seeing Pete and Caleb naked.  In fact, you even made them strip naked for your pleasure.  And you made Kurt and Pete drop their shorts so you could see them naked.  So you will go naked.  And you will take your own clothes off or you’ll be tied just like Jamie will be.”
 
It took some coaxing, but the next morning Jan stood alongside me, both of us in our birthday suits, as the other girls tied our wrists behind our backs.  I tried not to look, but I had never seen a girl older than two naked.  My dick didn’t mind that she was almost two years younger than me, it rose up to greet her.  She still had to face Kurt and Greg, who were naked and waiting outside for us.
 
My dick stayed hard for the entire half-mile walk.  I saw that Kurt was also trying not to look at Jan but was failing, but Greg didn’t even try to pretend he wasn’t looking at her.
 
When we finally got to the fort only Caleb and Pete were there, and when they saw Jan their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.  Then they saw my other step sisters and I thought I saw a bit of panic in their eyes.
 
“Hi boys,” Kate said.  “I know you had something besides just work planned for Jamie today and I hate to disappoint you.  But we will be watching him and if he makes any mistake, lies about anything, or doesn’t address you properly then he will be staying after the rest of us leave.”
 
“And that goes for Pete,” his sister said.
 
“And for Kurt and even Jan,” Kate said.  “Although we might cut them some more slack.  And if Jan stays we will stay here with her.  So I propose you lay out the rules and cut these two free so they can get started.”
 
Caleb put out the same rules as yesterday, but Pete didn’t fail me.  “What if one of the rules is that Jan has to let us touch her?”
 
“Did she touch either of you when you were naked?”  Pete shook his head.  “Then no, you cannot touch her the way you want to.”
 
Pete actually looked hurt, but he didn’t say anything back.  Jan and my wrists were cut free and we got to work.  It turned out that some of the framing we had done didn’t meet Pete and Caleb’s brother’s inspection so they had removed some of the framing.  Now we had a big section to do over plus the plywood.  It only took an hour to finish the framing and then we started lifting the plywood onto the room and nailing it in place.  It took until noon before we ran out of plywood with just a small section left to go.
 
“We only need two of the bigger pieces,” Caleb said.  He pointed at me and said,  “You and Kurt go get them and hurry back.  The rest of us will take a break.”
 
“I’ll go with them,” Pete said.  Something about the way he said it made me shiver, but none of my step sisters said anything.  And sure enough, we were only about half way to the lumber pile when he stopped us.  “I don’t care what your sisters say, I want to get my first blowjob and you owe me on,” he said to me.
 
“Kate said I didn’t have to as long as I did what I was told,” I said.  And then, just to be sure, I added, “Sir.”
 
“Then I’m telling you to do it,” he said.
 
I felt trapped, but still refused.  He pouted for a minute but gave up.  But he made up for it when we got to the lumber pile.  The two girls who were there yesterday were sitting in the shade alongside the pile.
 
“Go get the pieces we need,” Pete said to me.  “Your brother can help you carry them back once you get them to here.”
 
This time I didn’t feel as if I had an option.  Jealous that I would have to make two trips while Kurt got to hide in the trees, I walked slowly down to the pile.  One of the girls spotted me first and pointed me out to the other.  They both stood and watched me approach.  Only they weren’t looking at my face.
 
Before they asked, I simply said, “I lost a bet.  I just have to get a couple of the bigger pieces.  I’ll be out of your way in a few minutes.”
 
“Take as long as you need,” one of them said.  “You’re not bothering us.”
 
“You from around here?” the other asked.  “I think I’ve seen you before.  Wait, I’ve got it, you’re Kate Littleton’s new stepbrother, aren’t you.  Kurt, right?”
 
That hurt, being mistaken for my younger brother while naked.  “Jemison,” I said.  If I could just get…”
 
“Who’d you lose the bet to?” the first girl asked.
 
“One of the Cavanaugh brothers,” I answered as I began climbing the pile.  I wanted to get this encounter over with as quickly as possible.
 
“Ralph?” the girl asked.  I didn’t want her to know that it was actually his little brother so I just nodded my head.
 
“Let’s get out of here,” the girl sad and they both left walking fast with only a couple of looks behind them.  Something about Caleb’s older brother scared them.  I got the first piece and as I dragged it towards the tree line I saw Kurt coming towards me.
 
He got the other piece and we made our way back to fort.
 
“He refused to follow an order,” Pete said as soon as we were back.
 
“He refused?” Kate asked.  She looked at me.
 
“He wanted me to, uh, do something.  Something to him.  Anyway, you sad…”
 
“Did you refuse?”
 
“Well, yeah, but…”
 
“Then you’ll suffer the consequences after the work is done.”  I tried to get her to listen to me but Pete told me shut up and stand at attention.  I couldn’t ignore that command while Kate was right there and he knew it.
 
“Okay, a five minute break,” Caleb said.  “You four go down to the stream and cool off.”  He indicated the four of us who were naked.
 
Sitting in the stream was torture for Kurt and Jan as both of them sat and stared at the other one.  Greg also stared at Jan, while I tried to keep my attention elsewhere.
 
“Stop staring at my slit,” Jan said to Kurt.
 
“Then you stop staring at my dick,” he said.
 
“Oh, god, I can’t stand it anymore,” Greg said.  He turned his back to them and began stroking his dick.
 
“Do girls do that too?” Kurt asked Jan.
 
“Not like that!” she said.  She moved to the side, hoping to get a view of what Greg was doing but didn’t want to make it too obvious.
 
Greg finished quickly.  “We’d better head back,” I said.
 
“I show seven minutes,” Kate said, looking at her cell phone.  “You’re all late.”
 
I saw Pete smile and lick his lips.  “Can I order them to play with themselves?” he asked Kate.
 
“Yes, I think that would be a fair punishment,” Kate said.  She was staring at me.  I wanted to die.  Somehow the conversation sounded rehearsed.
 
“Okay, all of you, play with yourself!” Pete commanded.
 
“Play by ourselves?” Jan said.  But I could see in her eyes that she knew what she was expected to do.  She got no sympathy from Kathy.  “You know exactly what he means.  It’s what you do in bed when you think I’m asleep.”
 
Jan blushed as deep a shade of red as I’ve ever seen.  “Oh, Kate, I can’t do that!  Not in front of boys.  Please, don’t make me.”
 
“You were late getting back,” Kate said.  No was to be no mercy there.  “Are you refusing a command?”
 
“Uh, no, but you—they—I…”
 
“Start now or you’ll be staying over with Jamie when the work is done,” Kate said.  “All of you, get started now.”  It was at that moment that I realized that this punishment was planned.
 
“No, I want to go home,” Jan said.
 
Kate walked over and whispered something to Jan that made her turn white.  She told me later that day after we were home that Kate threatened to tie her down and show Pete how to do it.  But it worked.  She worked two fingers into her slit and began doing something in there.  Pete and Caleb moved in close, blocking my view.  Even Kurt and Greg were watching as they continued to stroke their own dicks.
 
It must have been quite a show.  Kate and Kathy watched me, enjoying every moment of my embarrassment.  Sidney was more interested in watching her brother. I noticed that Pete had his hands down his pants.  We all came within minutes of each other.  You wouldn’t have wiped the smile off of Pete or Caleb’s faces if you hit them in the balls with a hammer.
 
Just as we got back to work Pete’s brother, Ralph, and Caleb’s brother Al showed up.  They reacted predictably when they saw Jan, but they didn’t say anything.  Within an hour we were done.
 
“Okay then,” Kate said.  “Everyone but Jamie can head home.”
 
“I’m staying too,” Kurt sad.
 
“No, go, what I have to do is embarrassing enough without you watching,” I said.
 
“I’m going to help,” Kurt said.
 
“You didn’t do anything wrong today,” Kate said.  “You can go back home now.  You don’t need to be punished.”
 
“He’s my brother.  I’m staying.”
 
The others were slowly walking away.  Kate stayed behind.  “I know all about you Cavanaugh boys,” Kate said, but she was looking at Ralph, not Pete.  “So I’m going to stay and make sure nothing more happens except for what I know Pete wants.  Besides, I haven’t seen you naked in over a year now.  It will be interesting to see if you ever grew up.”
 
Ralph blushed.  I wondered how she had seen him naked, and why he seemed afraid of her while she was calm and confident.  I looked at Pete and he looked just as confused.  But Ralph recovered.  One thing for sure, he could think fast.
 
“Well, actually, all we were going to do was watch him sucking off the little ones,” he said.
 
“I’m not a little one asshole,” Pete said.  “And you wanted it just as much as I do.  At least that’s what you said to me this morning.”
 
“No, Al and me just came for the same reason Kate is here, to make sure that little squirrel brain of yours doesn’t go too far.  But since his little brother doesn’t want to miss out on any of the action I thing after they take care of Pete and Caleb it would be fun to watch them do a sixty-nine for us.  If that’s okay with your majesty.”
 
“Well, that would be interesting to watch,” Kate said, looking at me.  “But he is my step brother.  So I’ll give him the choice.  He can either accept your offer, or he and Kurt can do the four of you.   And I’m hoping he takes the second offer.  If he does and you won’t let him then he and Kurt can go home.”
 
“Okay by me,” Ralph said without hesitation.  “How about you?” he said to Al.
 
“I’m in either way,” Al said.
 
They had chickened out before, this had to be a bluff.  They had acted very embarrassed of Kate seeing them undressed, but from the immediate answer he gave I wasn’t sure he would back down.  So I had to suck of either Pete or Caleb and then Kurt.  Or I could take a chance on Ralph and Al chickening out and therefore go home.  But if they didn’t I’d have to suck one of them.
 
“I want to talk to Kurt,” I said.  I told him what I was thinking and he said he saw it the same way.  “You can still go home right now,” I said, but he told me he was staying.
 
“Besides,” he said, “How bad can it be sucking on a little one, they don’t even sperm yet.  And I can take yours.”
 
I told the group our decision.
 
“Oh, that’s a shame,” Kate said.  “I will so miss seeing Ralph again.  And my sisters will miss watching you two perform.  Unless, well, unless I want you to do it again when we get home.  So go ahead and start on Pete and Caleb.
 
I started towards Caleb because he was the oldest, but Kurt grabbed my arm and said, “There’s no way I want to be the one to suck Pete.  I’m helping you, so I get to choose who I do.”  I switched up.
 
Pete had no shame in stripping in front of Kate, while Caleb backed down.  So Kurt got off lucky anyway.  Pete may have been only ten, but he was a big swinger for his age.  But his cum, when it finally came, was dry.
 
It took some maneuvering and effort, but Kurt and I eventually got into a position where we could each suck the other’s dick.  I wanted to lessen the embarrassment and cum as quickly as I could, and I succeeded.  But no matter what I tried it took forever to get Kurt to shoot.  We extracted ourselves and stood up with embarrassment painted all over our faces.  Kate made us lead the way home so with her staring at our bare backsides we went home.
 
We were almost there when Kate broke the bad news to us.  “I feel bad that Kathy and Jan weren’t there to watch the sixty-nine, it was quite entertaining.  So here’s the deal—I can tell Al and Ralph to capture you and let their brothers be your slave drivers while you build your own fort, or you can do the sixty-nine again for them.”
 
It wasn’t a choice, there was no way we were going to be naked under the control of ten-year-old Pete again.  It wasn’t fun with all three of our step sisters watching plus Sidney and even Greg, but we got through it.
 
And that night in our bedroom we agreed to do it again, this time for each other.  It wouldn’t be our last time.
 
 



 

   
   
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