The Bare Trap

By Aldric

Copyright 2017 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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The girls had been all giggly yesterday about seeing a bear in the ‘bear trap,’ insisting that it was true even though Matt had repeatedly stated that there were no bears in this part of the state.  “Maybe like a hundred years ago there were, but now it’s too tame.  Just like this stupid campground.”
 
The Thorpe kids, fourteen-year-old Melissa, thirteen-year-old Matt, and twelve-year-old Mandy were camping along with their next door neighbors, the Klein’s.   Carl and Casey were thirteen-year-old twins and had a younger sister, twelve-year-old Cora.  The girls were all best friends, as were Matt and Carl.  Camping together at the Henderson Wild Adventure Campground had sounded like a lot of fun when their parents suggested it, but the boys felt the campground was way short of being a wild adventure.
 
So far the wildest thing they’d see here was when a skunk ran through the campground and sprayed a bunch of kids on the playground and made the whole place stink for a day.  Of course, the kids who got sprayed were still stinky and he and Carl had seen the father of one of the kids, a boy of about seven, strip the boy to his briefs right in the playground and then burn his clothes.  They had laughed as the kid pleaded with his father not to take his clothes and they hoped he’d take them all and leave the boy naked.
 
Today was hot and the boys were bored.  Dressed only in bathing suits they had planned on going swimming but the pool didn’t open for several hours yet and they were quickly getting tired of listening to the four girls talk and giggle about the bear.  The boys figured it was probably just a ploy to get them pissed off and if so it was working, so they decided to go check it out for themselves.
 
“Unless the fence is open you can’t go in there,” Cora said as the boys started walking off.  The girls knew where they were going.
 
“Yeah, there might be a couple of bares in there later if we’re lucky,” Casey said and all four girls began giggling again.   “At least we sure hope so.”
 
They walked back behind the lodge where the girls had said they saw the bear.  The whole area was fenced off with a ten-foot high plank fence, but there was one gate and a girl was just putting a lock on it.
 
Eager for the chance to show what they thought were manly chests to the girl, who looked to be about their age, the two boys ran over to her.
 
“What’s that thing?” Matt asked, pointing at what appeared to be a small cage with iron bars spaced close together, including the bottom and top.
 
“It’s probably something for you and Carl to stay away from,” his older sister Melissa said.
 
“The exhibit is closed until we have another bare,” the girl said as they got close.
 
“You don’t own this place and you can’t tell us what to do,” Matt said.
 
“My parents own this place, and I can tell you what to do.  And I’m telling you to stay out.”
 
“Well, what is it?” Carl asked.  “We just want to look.”
 
“It’s a bare trap,” the girl said.  “And it isn’t a toy.  The inside could be dangerous or nasty.  We had a bare in there yesterday and I haven’t cleaned it yet.”
 
“Bear trap!” Matt said.  “There’s no bears around here.  You can’t fool us.”
 
“I catch a bare or two in there every summer,” the girl said.
 
“Bullshit!”  Carl looked around to see if his sisters were within earshot, knowing they’d tell if they heard him swearing, but they and Matt’s sisters were talking with a girl and a boy up by the lodge.
 
“Who are you?” the girl asked.  “I don’t appreciate kids swearing in camp, there’s too many little ones around.”
 
“I’m Matt and he’s Carl.  Who the hell are you?”  Matt had hoped to get to know the girl, but up close he realized that she was probably a year or two older than him and Carl, so he was swearing to show her how grown up he was.
 
“I’m Cheryl Dubcek, and if I catch you around the bare trap you’ll find out why it catches bares every year.  Now get out of here or I’ll go ask those girls up there which site you’re on.  I saw you come this way with them.”
 
“Go ahead and talk to them, we don’t care,” Carl said.
 
“Yeah, we don’t even know them,” added Matt.  “They just followed us here.  They probably can’t get enough of us, especially since we’re the only good-looking boys here.  This camp sucks anyway.  Mostly just girls and little kids.
 
“I met those girls yesterday and they told me about their brothers.  Noisy, stupid, clumsily, and not anywhere near as good-looking as they think they are.”  The girl had finished locking the gate.  She hung a sign on it that read, “Danger!  Keep out.  Trespassers will be punished in accordance with the camp rules.”  Without another word she turned and headed for the lodge.
 
Carl looked at Matt and said, “Come on, let’s go see if the lodge has any good video games.”
 
After spending all their quarters, the boys came back out and saw that nobody was around the back of the lodge.  “Let’s go check it out.  The gate is only six feet high.  All we gotta do is climb over.  What’s the worse she can do to us for going inside?  She’s just a girl!”
 
Up close they could see that the bars were made of aluminum, not steel, and wouldn’t keep a bear out.  The door to the cage was raised above the roof.  There were straps with leather bands on them hanging down from the top about the center of the trap, and piece of plywood covered most of the floor.  They squeezed in together through the open areal. 
 
As soon as they stepped on the plywood they heard a click from below them and then a loud noise from behind.  They turned quickly, just in time to see that the door had slammed down.  They tried to lift it but it had activated a latch somewhere that they couldn’t see.  Even though the bars were aluminum, they were more than strong enough to prevent two thirteen-year-old boys from bending or breaking them.
 
The girl who had told them to keep out of it was coming down the path from the lodge, followed by another girl, a boy, and, unfortunately, Matt and Carl’s sisters.
 
“I warned you several times to stay out of there,” Cheryl said.  She turned to the boy and said, “You may as well go and get the stuff, I’m willing to bet that these two won’t cooperate.”  The boy hurried off to the lodge.
 
“Let us out of here!” Matt demanded.
 
“I will,” Cheryl said.  “Two hours from now if you cooperate; much longer if you don’t.”
 
“You can’t keep us here for hours,” Carl said.  “Go tell mom,” he said to his twin.
 
“No,” Casey said.  “She told you to stay out, and you didn’t listen.   There’s a sign on the gate that you must have climbed that said it was dangerous and you ignored that.  And I for one what to see the bare trap in action again.”
 
“You boys should have listened to start with, and now you should cooperate,” Melissa said.  “Cheryl explained to us what the bare trap is for and we’re going to enjoy watching you learn.”
 
“What’s all this shit about a bear trap,” Matt said.  “Stop fooling around.  There’s no goddamn bears around here.  Now tell her to let us out or else.”
 
“Or else what?” Melissa said with a smirk.  “You’ll huff and you’ll puff and you’ll blow the walls down?”
 
“It’s a bare trap,” Cheryl said.  “So take the easy path and go ahead and undress yourselves.  If you cooperate you get free much sooner.”
 
Matt looked at Carl.  “Did she say to undress?”  Carl nodded.  He turned back to Cheryl and said, “There is no way we are undressing for you or anyone.  And there’s nothing you can do about it.  So let us out right now and we won’t tell our parents and get you arrested.”
 
“I told you I catch 1 or 2 bares a year.  Every year, there’s always a boy or two who doesn’t listen when I tell them to stay out.  Now it’s your turn.  If you two bare yourselves, you’ll be out in just a little while.  But if we have to strip you, you’ll be there long enough to meet every kid in camp whose parents signed the acceptance slip.  And as you said, most of them are girls.”
 
“She can’t strip us without opening the door,” Carl said.  “The moment she does charge her!”  The boys got ready, but they saw two boys coming towards them.  Each boy had what is called a ‘dog catcher’ in their hands.  It was a soft piece of mesh on a pole.  But neither boy had seen one and had no idea what it was.
 
“That’s my brother AJ and his friend Steve,” Cheryl said.  “Like me, they work here.  And like me, they are responsible for enforcing the rules.  This is your last chance to make this easy for yourselves.”
 
The boys walked behind the cage, but Matt and Carl were hoping to charge out the moment Cheryl opened the cage door so they stayed facing her.
 
She stood there for a few seconds but when the boys didn’t move she said, “Okay than, we’ll do it the hard way.”
 
The mesh was slipped over each boy’s head from behind and there was a cord that pulled it tight.  Inside the mesh the boys were no longer able to see, and the pole was used to separate them into different corners.
 
“They’re your brothers,” Cheryl said.  “If you want to help that’ll be great.  But if you’re worried about getting into trouble it is probably best if you just let us do it.”
 
“Oh, no way in hell am I going to pass up an opportunity like this,” Mandy said.  The twelve-year-old had been the victim of many of Matt’s pranks over the years.
 
“Me neither,” Cora said.  She had suffered the same as Mandy at the hand of her brother.  “This is revenge time!”
 
“Okay, your job is to pull those straps down from above and slip them over the boy’s wrists.  There’s a drawstring that will pull them tight.”  Cheryl looked at the two older girls.  “You can help hold their arms until they are strapped.  We’ll do that one first,” she said, pointing at Matt, “And then the other.  Be careful, they will kick and try to punch.  If they do they’ll be in even more trouble, but all of the bares put up a fight the first time they are caught.”
 
Matt did try to kick.  And punch.  And anything to keep them from holding his arms.  But with Melissa and Casey on one arm and the surprisingly strong Cheryl on the other the younger girls were quickly able to get the straps on over his wrists.
 
“Hold his arms apart until I get them secured,” she said.  She got out and climbed up on top of the bare cage and pulled the ropes up until Matt’s arms were pulled even with his ears and off to the sides.  She then secured the ropes in place and came back into the cage.
 
Carl couldn’t see, but he could hear, and from what he heard he knew they had captured Matt, so he fought as hard as he could.  But Cheryl showed this was not the first boy she’d had trouble with and she reached out and cupped the bottom of his trunks and poked two fingers up.  Once they drove into his testicles all the fight went out of him and he bent over trying not to throw up.  Securing him was easy and they let him recover before pulling him upright and securing him.
 
The dog catchers were loosened and pulled from over the boy’s heads.  They looked at each other and saw how they were bound.  Then they looked at their sister’s and saw the smirks on the girl’s faces and began apologizing and pleading.  But Cheryl was not a forgiving person.
 
She entered the cage and warned the boys that either one of them kicked her they would both face additional punishment.  She went to Matt first and untied the drawstring on his board shorts.  He pleaded with her not to do it, but she ignored him and pulled the shorts down.  She then lifted each ankle to get them off and tossed them out of the cage.
 
Carl was still feeling nauseous from the poke in the balls and put up no resistance at all.  All he could say was “When my father finds out what you’re doing to me he’ll sue your ass off and your parents will lose this fucking campground.”
 
“The rules were clearly explained to all of your parents when they made reservations,” Cheryl said.  “Before checking in, both your mother and father had to sign a slip that stated they accepted the punishment for violating camp rules involving the bare trap.  And they knew exactly which version of the word ‘bare’ we used.  They also had to option to tell you about the bare trap, but like most parents of pre-teen and early teen boys, they didn’t.  They knew you’d end up here.  So save your threats.”
 
“But they did tell us,” Cora said with a smile.  “And we got to see Steve Thorn in here yesterday.  He fought hard too, so his punishment allowed us to touch him.  Just like will happen with you.”
 
“It is too bad for you that you didn’t strip yourselves,” Cheryl said.  “If you had, your time here would be very short and only a few people would have been admitted.  But since we had to strip you, all the kids who are on the approved list for entry into the bare exhibit will be invited to attend.  And as your sister just said, touching will be permitted, but no pain is allowed.”
 
She turned to the two boys who had brought the dog catchers.  “AJ, they are in 188 and 189.  Please go and let their parents know they are here.  Take two golf carts and leave them one so they don’t have to walk all the way here in the hot sun.”  AJ and Steve left without a word.
 
“Can we touch them now?” Mandy asked, eager to watch her brother squirm.  He’s tickled her until she peed herself more than once and she planned to let him know how it felt.
 
“No, the bare exhibit isn’t officially open until the parents of the bares approve it.  It hasn’t ever happened yet, but I will offer them the chance to release their boys now and go over a few other rules for their approval.  So you’ll just have to wait.  In fact, you four should go back outside the fence for now.  Sorry, and thanks for the help, but that’s for the best.”
 
The four sisters were somewhat disappointed, but having seen their brothers naked was certainly fun.  And all four of them were very positive that their parents were not going to do anything to make it easy on their brothers.  They had been told that the sole reason for coming to this campground was the bare exhibit.
 
Cheryl locked the door to the bare cage and left the boys while she waited for the parents to get here.  This was going to be a busy year and if word kept spreading they’d have to enlarge the exhibit area and build more bare cages.  Already there were four repeat boys in camp whose parents had decided needed a reminder, plus the boy who had climbed the fence and came into the trap yesterday.  And three other boys who were probably going to end up here.
 
Matt and Carl didn’t know what to say so they said nothing.  Their sisters had seen them totally naked.  And maybe some of the cute girls in camp that they’d been hitting on were going to see them too.  They both trusted that their parents would put a stop to this madness before it came to that.
 
They each felt even more embarrassed as they saw their parents at the gate talking to Cheryl.  Some paperwork was signed and the boys hoped it was to release them, but it was them and not Cheryl who came through the gate.  Having their mothers see them naked was almost as bad as having their sisters see them, but with their arms bound there was nothing they could do about it.
 
“So, the infamous Matt Thorpe and Carl Klein are in the bare trap,” Mr. Thorpe said.   “What do you have to say for yourselves?”
 
“We’re sorry dad.  We won’t come here again.  It was just too tempting.  And we knew the girls were lying about bears.  Only we didn’t understand.  Did you sign papers to let us go?”
 
“No, quite the opposite,” Mr. Klein said.  “We’ve heard stories from neighbors, from you sisters, from your teachers, and from your mothers and decided that the last year you have been horribly bad and getting worse.  So when we heard about the Henderson Wild Adventure Campground we checked it out.  We discussed it with your moms.  All four of us were in complete agreement that this was what was needed.  We don’t believe in corporal punishment, and nothing else seemed to have an effect on you, so we’re trying this.”
 
“And know this,” Mrs. Thorpe said, looking at Matt but including Carl.  “We can come back year-after-year if your behavior at home and school doesn’t improve.  Once you’ve been in the bare trap we can have you put in it as often as we want.  The age limit is sixteen.”
 
“And, since you’re already thirteen and we don’t have a lot of time to come back before you reach sixteen, we’ve signed paperwork allowing a wide range of punishments.  As soon as Cheryl gets back you’ll find out the first one.”
 
“Speaking of which, here she comes now,” Mr. Thorpe said.
 
Cheryl wasn’t alone.  There was a girl with here, plus AJ and Steve.  The boys were pulling a hose with them.
 
“This is my sister,” she said as they got to the cage.  “Since most of the boys we have here are eleven and twelve, she doesn’t get to do this very often and she enjoys it a lot more than I do.”
 
Cheryl turned to Matt and Carl.  “April is twelve, and smaller than you two.  If you kick her, spit on her, swear at her, or call her names, my punishment will be appropriate.  You won’t like what she’s about to do, but I strongly advise you to stand there and allow it to happen.”  She turned to April and said, “They’re all yours.  Just be careful, the threats of further punishments don’t often work on spoiled brats like these two.”
 
April entered the cage.  “I’m going to remove that hair on your groin,” she said.  “I’ll start with the clippers.  If you stand still they won’t hurt, but if you move around they can pinch the skin a little.  I’ll try my best not to tickle you.  After I finish with the clippers I’ll use this spray.  It will burn a little, especially if I nick you with the clippers.  Once the waiting time is over AJ will hose you off.”
 
She approached Matt first.  Matt’s first instinct was to kick and it took all of his will power not to do it.  She touched his dick to move it to one side and he immediately began to get an erection.
 
“Good, let it get hard, that makes it easier,” April said.  But she said it with a giggle and Matt knew she was enjoying herself.
 
It only took a few seconds as Matt’s pubic hair was thin and short.  Carl’s was even less noticeable because he was blond and his pubes were a light brown.  He also managed to control himself and not cause further punishment.
 
The spray didn’t burn at first, but it did give off a foul odor.  It wasn’t until a few minutes had passed that a mild burning started, and shortly after that April direct AJ to spray them.
 
AJ started with a straight stream and smiled as he aimed it at the tip of each boy’s erection, guessing how the stream of water rushing over the sensitive glans would feel.  He was more careful around their balls.  He knew from experience that hurting the boys would cause him to join them, something he vowed after the first time to never do again.
 
Matt and Carl now were totally embarrassed.  The water spray had made their dicks stand even more firm but had done nothing to allow them to go soft, so they stood there in front of their parents, Cheryl, April, Steve, and AJ with their dicks twitching in the air.
 
“The next punishment is intended to be a reminder of this while we’re at home,” Mrs. Klein said.  She pointed a camera at Carl and took a picture, then handed the camera to Matt’s mom.  “These pictures will be hung in the house anytime we feel your behavior warrants it.  And of course, your aunts and uncles might want to use it as a warning to keep your male cousins in line.”
 
“These will be blown up into a nice painting-sized picture to allow everyone who sees them to be able to see every detail,” Mrs. Thorpe said after she took the picture of Matt.  “Bad grades, bad reports from school, trouble with your sisters or neighbors had better end.”
 
“And if that isn’t enough, we can come back here during long weekends and vacation.  It doesn’t cost much and I’m sure your sisters won’t complain about being away from their friends for a short time when the reward is seeing you humiliated.  So what happens is up to you.  However, we’re told that about 90% of the boys who have been in the bare cage are brought back at least once, and many go through it several times.”
 
“My brother is one of the rare exceptions,” Cheryl said.  “AJ was in there when he was twelve and he’s fourteen now and has never needed a reminder, so it is possible.”  Matt and Carl looked at AJ and saw him blushing.  His friend Steve was smiling.
 
“Okay, now that all that is done, it’s time to open the bare exhibit to the campers,” Cheryl said.  “I will make each camper who is allowed in sign that they read and understand the rules.  One of the rules is there are no pictures allowed unless expressly authorized in person by the bare’s parents.  And at this time, your parents have only authorized the pictures they just took.  People will be allowed to touch you as long as it doesn’t cause pain.  So if you’ll excuse me, I can see the line forming.  I limit it to eight people at a time and limit the time as long as there is a line.  But since you are here for at least four hours, I think we can satisfy all of the campers.”
 
The first four girls to enter were Melissa, Mandy, Casey, and Cora.  Four other girls followed them.  The other girls were girls the boys had tried to impress.  This was to be a royal treat for them.  And the line had over a dozen other kids in it, including two boys.
 
Before the first group was told time was up they’d made Carl and Matt cum and Cora and Mandy had tickled their brothers until they peed, which was then hosed off by AJ and Steve.
 
And it was continued by the second group of eight, which included one of the boys.  His sister said he was the boy who was in here yesterday and she directed him to masturbate Matt.  The boy looked sick at the thought but didn’t dare not do it.  And Matt knew that his sister would certainly make him come if there was another boy while they were camped here and do the same to him.
 
Carl got his turn with the third group from the other boy.  And when the third group was called out for time, Carl and Matt saw that not only didn’t the line get shorter, it was longer.  And girls who had already been in once were back in line for a second trip.
 
In all, they were tickled repeatedly several times and peed until they had no pee left, which didn’t stop girls from trying to make them pee more.  And they were jacked off until it began to hurt.  The boys did it to them twice more, something the girls really enjoyed watching.
 
Finally, the four hours were up.  Before they were released AJ and Steve took turns hosing them off, and seemed to especially enjoy making them hard by using the stream on their dicks.  Then their families gathered and warnings about how to behave were given.
 
“We had thought about keeping you naked the rest of the day,” Matt’s dad said.  “But the rules are eleven and above are only allowed to be naked in the bare exhibit or in their cabins or trailers.  So you will get your swim suits back at the gate.  But you have a choice.  We know it will be embarrassing to see the girls who just saw you naked, so you can be inside one of the cabins but will be naked if you are.  Or you can wander the campground in bathing suits.  It’s up to you.”
 
The boy’s wrists were free and with tears in their eyes they were escorted to the gate.  Only there, instead of the board shorts they had worn they were given the skimpiest speedo-style bathing suits available.  Their boners were clearly visible by the shape they made on the fabric.  Even if soft, the suits would do little to hide the shape and size of their privates.
 
“Come back to the cabin with us,” Mandy said.  “We’ve met a lot of girls and mom said we can invite some of them over.”
 
The idea of being naked again surrounded by younger girls was too much and the boys opted to be outside.  But every girl they passed had eyes only for their privates, and they could see by looking at each other that for all practical purposes they were naked anyway.  The suits barely covered their butts, and the bottoms of their pale white globes were exposed for all to see.
 
There was no place in the campground where they could get away from the girls.  A day earlier, they had tried their best to get girls to spend time with them and were rejected, now they couldn’t get rid of the girls.  The next week was the worst of their lives, compounded by swearing at two girls who ‘accidently’ felt the front of their suits and resulted in two more hours in the bare exhibit.  And they each had a time of masturbating a boy, which was also very embarrassing.
 
The week finally ended and they packed up all the stuff they had brought.  The boys were told to wear the bathing suits home.  They stopped twice on the way home, once at a crowded rest stop to have lunch.  The boys were in the eyes of every girl there and even some of the mothers as they carried stuff from the vans to the tables, unable to use their hands to hide the telling bulge in the front of the suits.
 
Two weeks after being home they came in late from curfew and found the two families at the Thorpe house along with many of the kids who lived nearby.  Above the mantle hung two framed pictures, each 36 inches by 30 inches, of them naked and hairless, something the girls couldn’t stop looking at and the boys making fun of them.  They knew that the existence of the picture would be known all through school after that.
 
The pictures had been displayed for two weeks, and it did improve their behavior and grades, but only for a few months.  Once again, the pictures were put on display and friends invited over.  And their parents had already said they were going to visit the Henderson Wild Adventure Campground during the next three-day weekend with a minimum of two hours in the bare trap and removal of their re-grown pubic hair and a new picture taken.
 
Both boys knew the next year was going to be an especially tough one.  They vowed that they would keep each other from doing anything wrong and work together to improve their grades.  All they could do was hope they could succeed.
 
 
 
 

 







   
   
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