Twin Terrors By Aldric Copyright 2004 by Aldric, all rights reserved. ***** 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. Comments may be made to Pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com ***** Twin Terrors Jacob Hasling moved quietly into the bathroom, his twin brother Jordan right beside him. Their targets were two of their teammates who were pissing into the urinal. At just the right moment both boys struck, driving their fingers into their targets' sides, causing the boys at the urinal to step back and turn. The results were even better than the twins had hoped as the boy on the right accidentally peed on the shoes of the boy on the left. But the twins didn't hang around to see the results, they were already running out the door at full speed to go find someone else to torment. They narrowly missed knocking down a cleaning person coming in to clean the bathroom. The twins dodged, and one of them ran right into a girl just exiting the women's restroom, knocking her down. "Darn it you two, I'm telling the coach!" the girl yelled at the receding boys. "I'm telling the coach" one of the twins yelled back in a mocking voice. The kids were part of an international soccer competition, and had been in the islands of the Caribbean and South America for a week, doing nothing but play and practice soccer. There were 60 kids in their group, comprised of the best 12, 13, and 14 year old soccer players from their state. The competition was over, and the 13 and 14 year old teams had trophies to show for their efforts. The younger players could have done better, but they lost a key game when one of their best players was red flagged for a flagrant rule violation. That player was Jacob Hasling. His brother Jordan was already on the bench after getting a yellow flag a few moments before. The rest of the kids were tired, almost exhausted, but the twins never seemed to slow down. Everyone hated them off the field because they were always into some sort of mischief, but on the field they had few equals their age. However, their attitude towards the game caused them to be at the top of the list of players with the most number of penalty flags. The few coaches were tired too, and just wanted to get on the plane and go home where they didn't have to deal with the twins again until the next practice. The twins worked and played hard, but the coaches were constantly being called to deal with some problem that always seemed to involve the twins. Finally the flight was called for boarding. It was a charter flight, just for the 60 players and 8 coaches. The adults helped to keep the kids in line as they filed outside into the hot sun to climb the steps into the plane. Predictably though, the twins broke rank and ran directly over to a cart in front of the plane. Two of the coaches and two workers from the ground crew at the airport ran after them, trying to call them back. Jordan put his leg out, tripping his brother, who fell into the cart. While grabbing to break his fall, Jacob accidentally started the cart, which lurched forward, bringing the front of the airplane the cart was attached to into the wall of the terminal with a loud crash. For once, the twins put their heads down and walked back with the coaches who had now caught up with them. The flight crew was leaving the plane, escorting ahead of them the few kids who had boarded. Sirens started up as the airport came to life in case anyone was hurt or a fire was to start. All of the kids were herded back into the terminal. It took nearly 45 minute before the flight crew had assessed the damage to the airplane, but by then the twins and the head coach had been taken in a police car to the government center. "The charges are serious" the interpreter provided by the embassy said. "I think they will probably release the boys to you and allow them to be charged back in the States, but it hasn't been decided yet for sure." "What will happen to them if they stay here?" the coach asked. "I'm not sure. Even here, they aren't old enough to be treated as adults, but the juvenile justice system here will be harsh by our standards. We're a lot better off hoping they let the boys get on the plane and charging them at home. Although even there, the charges they face are very serious." A police officer had entered and was talking to the chief of police, who had been interviewing the boys and the coach. The chief excused himself and left the interview room. When he returned, he spoke to them through the interpreter. "We have interviewed many witnesses, even some of your soccer players. The report on these two boys is not good. The airplane was damaged, and it will take hours to repair. The cost is bigger than your insurance will cover. Also, a member of the flight crew fell and was slightly injured. The boys put the entire airport at risk, and their carelessness could have resulted in many deaths if a fuel tank had been ruptured." "Because of this, we are reluctant to release the boys. We can't be sure that you will pay for damage to the airport, and there were significant cost associated with the emergency response vehicles. You will need to retain a lawyer." The coach was shocked. He hadn't expected anything like this. "There must be some way we can convince them to let the boys go home. I can't leave them in a foreign country to face trial. Isn't it standard in a case like this to let them go?" The interpreter started to relay the coach's questions, but the police chief cut him off, speaking with only slightly accented English. "You will have to discuss that with Mr. Enguardo, who will be handing this case. For now, the boys are under my custody." A police officer was handcuffing each boy as the chief lead them out. They were taken through a maze of hallways until they came to what was obviously a jail. "They will be detained her for now. I will have them put in a cell by themselves away from the other prisoners. I suggest you do a better job of convincing the officers of the court of your good intentions than you did me. From all the reports my officers gathered, these two boys belong in jail, not coddled like your system provides. These boys are incorrigible delinquents, and will be formally charged as such." The boys, now in tears, were processed into the jail, while the coach and the man from the embassy were taken to meet the court officers. An hour later, a deal had been struck, the parents of the twins contacted and their consent provided, and the coach was taken back to the jail, where the twins were just being released. "We're sorry coach, we'll never do anything like that again" they both said. While they sounded sincere now, the coach didn't think it would last once the boys thought they were free of the island. "You are going to face a punishment here, and you will still be charged by the airline when we get back home, but you will be allowed to travel home with the team. But I need to warn you, everyone is really angry with you, and we are all stuck here for a few hours while they fix the airplane." The twins wanted to know about the punishment they faced, but the coach said they would find out later. They returned to the police station and picked up their luggage, which had been removed from the plane and brought here. They were given a ride in a police cruiser back to the airport. As they approached the check-in desk, the coach told them the first part of their punishment. "The court here feels that you are too wild and don't have any regard for others. And frankly, I agree with the court. Instead of standing trial here, you are to spend the rest of the time in this country completely naked. And the last thing that will happen before you leave this island is you will each receive a public spanking." The twins were shocked; they were in an airport crowded with people, and they were being told to remove all of their clothes and put them into their suitcases. A police officer standing by made it clear that failure to comply with the terms of the court would result in further trouble. The twins slowly removed their clothing, packing the items away inside their luggage. "Can't we keep our boxer's on at least?" asked Jacob. A shake of the head from the coach gave them their answer. Once the last items of clothing were packed inside the suitcases and the cases closed, the police officer gave each boy a six-ounce cup and then filled each cup with water. Jacob took a deep drink, nearly emptying the cup. "The number of spanks you get is based on how much water it takes to keep the cups filled. If you spill any, the officer will re-fill the cup and record the amount he added. Jordan laughed as the officer replaced the water Jacob had drunk from his cup and made an entry in a journal. For laughing at him, Jacob grabbed Jordan's hand, spilling some water out of Jordan's hand. "I should add that the number of spanks each of you will get also depends on how much water your brother has added, because each of you will also get half the number of spanks your brother gets." The boys were much quieter and calmer as they proceeded through check in and then to security. They walked slowly to keep from spilling any water as people walked around them. Each boy used his free hand to cover as much as he could. When they reached the security point, they were each ready to go through the detectors, but the security people told them they could not go though with open beverage containers, and would have to either cap them or empty them. "But we don't have any caps for them" Jordan complained, but the security guard just shrugged his shoulders. The twins looked from the coach to the police officer, but neither of them did anything except grin. Reluctantly, the boys drank the water to empty the cups. Once past the security station, the twins learned the next step in their process of humiliation. The police officer had Jacob put his left arm out next to Jordan's right arm, and then bound each arm to the other using two straps; one around Jordan's wrist and Jacob's elbow, the other around Jacob's wrist and Jordan's elbow. The officer than put an empty cup in each boy's free hand and filled the cups with water, again making an entry in his journal. The boys now had to walk side-by-side through the terminal, but now they didn't have a free hand they could use to try and cover up with. Several times they were bumped by people waking past them, and the officer stopped them each time to refill the cups. As they turned down the concourse where they knew the rest of the players would be, Jordan began to cry. "Please don't make us go down there like this" he said to the coach. Jacob realized what his brother was crying about, and he began to cry as well. "Yeah, please don't. We'll do anything; community service, jail, anything, but don't make us go down there naked." "You have been sentenced by the court, and your parents have authorized this punishment" the officer said. "Failure to comply will add to your discomfort, but the final result will be the same." The coach added "I'd stop wasting time if I were you. Like the officer said, you have been sentenced to this but the officer or the airport commissioner can impose even more punishment. In fact, I can add to it as well." Jordan turned to continue down the corridor, but Jacob wasn't ready. Caught off balance, he fell, bring Jordan down with him. Each boy spilled the water out of their cup. They got up and watched as the officer added water to their cups again, knowing that each drop was going to cost them pain later. They could hear the noise from the other players before they could see them, and knowing what the reaction was going to be the twins slowed down even more. To add to their humiliation, each twin now sported an erection. As they came into view, one of their teammates yelled to the others "Hey, look at the twin terrors! They finally got what's coming to them." Several cheers and whistles went up as more and more kids got a view of the twin boys walking slowly down the hall. Instinctively, each boy thought to try and cover up, and the jerk from their bound arms caused them both to spill even more water from the cups. The other kids were crowding around the terrified twins as the officer yet again added water to the cups. "Hey, look, they're not identical. This one's dick curves up more than the other one" one of the boys nearby said. Without their jerseys on, the other members of their team couldn't tell them apart. That gave the coach an idea. Getting a magic marker out of his bag, he wrote "Jacob" and "Jordan" on each boy's chest and back in big letters, remembering which was which from the order they were in when their arms were bound together. "Now you can tell them apart" he said to the other kids gathered around. Cameras were flashing as the players who had cameras with them started taking pictures of the twins. That gave the coach an even better idea. He got four more markers out and said "Maybe to help the twins remember the support their teammates have from them everyone could sign their name on the twins. Anybody interested?" Everyone was interested, and the kids from all three age groups lined up for their turn. The first kid in line was a boy, and he thought for a second before signing. "Let the girls go first" he said, handing his marker to the closest girl. The other kids agreed, and the girls all got in their own line. The most popular area for them to sign was the throbbing erection of each of the twins, but there wasn't enough room for more than two girls to sign their name. As the third girl tried to find an open spot on Jacob, the feeling of her hand on his dick caused a reaction that further embarrassed Jacob as he reached orgasm. He only shot a tiny spot of cum, but the reaction from the climax caused him to spill most of his water and some of his brother's. Even worse, it gave the kids something new to focus on, especially the girls who hadn't yet signed their names. Jordan soon suffered the same embarrassing fate as his twin. Just after the last boy signed his name to each of the twins, the misery grew even worse. The noise level increased as a group of 40 players from another country arrived to begin their wait for their airplane. The sight of the two naked twins, now covered with ink from the markers, greeted them and they also gathered around to jeer and laugh at the twins. The remaining wait for the airplane went by quickly for everyone except the twins, who were made to stand in front of the desk where everyone could see them. Finally, the crew working on the airplane finished their job and the airline began getting the plane ready for boarding. The officer now produced a paddle and tallied up the entries made in his book. He showed his results to the coach who confirmed the accuracy. "Jacob, you have earned 37 spanks of your own, plus half of your brother's 44. That's 59 total you will get" the coach said. "And Jordan, you get your 44 plus half of Jacob's. We rounded up, so you get 63." Both the twins were already crying. Other coaches were enlisted to hold the twin's free arms out while the sentence was carried out in full view of nearly a hundred other kids. The officer worked in groups of twenty, starting with Jacob's right cheek, then moving to Jordan's right cheek, and then working on their left sides. By the time they were done, each of the twins were howling in pain and embarrassment. The coach went over to the desk to talk with the flight crew. When he came back, he said "Sorry boys, but your clothes are packed in your luggage, and there isn't time now to get any out. Besides, the flight crew is a little angry at you for making them late, so they don't really feel very sorry for you. Your seats are in the center section, but we'll wait until the other kids get their seat assignments before boarding." Several girls asked if they could get the seats around the seats the twins were assigned to, and the crew behind the desk worked quickly to satisfy their requests. The plane was then boarded by section, with the twins surrounded by girls. It wasn't until the plane was loaded and the door closed that the twins asked about the locks on the bindings for their arms. "I'm sorry boys," the coach said. "I never thought to ask the officer for the key. The locks will have to be cut off after we land; there isn't anything on the plane that can be used." Neither of the twins thought he sounded very sorry about the bad news. During the flight, the girls continued to do as much as they could to add to the twin's discomfort. As they approached their home airport however, they discussed with the coach the fact that they couldn't let the twins walk off naked. They were discussing the problems with holding the twins on the plane until their bags could be identified when one of the girls listening in said "Don't worry coach; we'll take care of them. Most of us have something in our carryon luggage that we can loan them; they won't be naked when we land." She went to discuss her plan with the other girls, who were eager to help. By the time the plane began its descent each twin was dressed in a short skirt but no underwear. Because the twin's arms were still bound together, the girls could not put anything on over their heads, so they decided to just put a bra on each twin. The coach inspected each boy just before the final descent and told the girls they had done a good job. When the plane landed, the kids were collected together and organized into their teams with the twins in the front. The other two age groups were given their trophies to carry, and then the walk to baggage began. The twins were uncomfortable with the stares they got from other people in the terminal as people came across the identical twins wearing short skirts and a bra. The names of the players that had been written on their stomach, back, legs, and arms were visible, adding to the strange sight. However, as soon as they got past the security checkpoint, the boys really got uncomfortable as hundreds of family and friends were waiting for the kids, and two television stations had cameras on them as well. Jacob and Jordan's mother and father, two older sisters, and a younger brother surged around them as they came into the main terminal area. Flashbulbs went off, and many of the family members, including the twin's brother, had video cameras out. Jacob and Jordan realized that the pictures of them were going to be part of their school life for the next six years. "Dad, when are the straps on our arms going to be removed?" Jordan asked. "Because of your antics, these people have been waiting here for hours, so don't expect any sympathy from anyone here, and especially not from me" their father told them. "The police officer forgot to give the key to the locks to your coach, so he will mail it to us. I guess you two will have to stay like that until we get the key." Both boys started to complain, but their father cut it off. "I understand the spanking you received was very well received by your teammates earlier today, and I think we'll repeat it here so that everyone can see that you have been punished. Everyone here is going to a private celebration in the school's gym, and I think that the party should end with a bang, so you will be spanked there again. If you cause any trouble between here and there, the spanking will be much longer and harder than what you have already endured." As they waited for baggage, the other boys on the team started a new humiliation for the twins. Whenever any kids came by, boys would hold the free arms of each twin while other boys raised the front of the skirt on each twin, allowing everyone watching a chance to view, photograph, or video tape the helpless twins. The twin's parents and the teams coaches observed it happen several times, but did nothing to stop it, and other adults in the area also ignored it. Buses had been chartered to bring all of the families to the airport, and the families and teams back to the school. Once on board the bus, the twin's parents ordered the twins to "return the private property that had been loaned to them by the girls so they didn't accidentally forget to later." Jacob was confused, but Jordan understood. Once he began removing the skirt he was wearing his brother understood and joined him. By the time the busses began pulling into the school parking lot both boys were once again completely naked. They entered into the school where they found that even more friends and fans of the teams were waiting. Once again, they found themselves the center of attention, but this time there was over 400 people in attendance. Speeches were made, and some highlights of the matches were shown before everyone sat down to a catered meal. Then it was time for the last activity of the day. Jacob and Jordan's parents got up on stage and told everyone that the twins were going to come up and apologize for the long wait they caused everyone to endure. "I know many of you have to get going, but I am going to repeat the spanking they received as part of their sentence before leaving the island. Anyone who wants to stay is welcomed to watch." Not a single member of the people in attendance left. The twins had to come up on stage and face hundreds of people while cameras clicked away. To their continued horror, both boys again sported erections. They shook and stuttered, but eventually completed an apology for their actions. Their father asked them how many spanks each had received, and then made them turn around and bend over. Their father didn't have a paddle, but he soon convinced the twins he didn't need one. His big hands landed time after time on the same spots, and by the time he was done each of the twins had a very bright red behind to match the redness of their faces. As he told the boys to stand up and face the audience again, he added one last warning. "You two have led all three teams in red flags and penalties. From now on, each of you will receive a bare behind spanking from me in front of your team for each penalty you get. And if you get a red flag, I'll make your backside match the flag. Remember that next season."