By Ben Holiday
Copyright 2011 by Ben Holiday, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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“You lost. You know what you have to do.”
Fourteen-year-old Conner could not believe this. Most of the bets they made were in jest with the loser rarely carrying out his wager. “Why this time?” he wondered.
Conner was a bit short for his age. He had long, brown, wavy hair and green eyes that the girls adored. Though skinny, he did have some muscle development and could hold his own in a fight.
“Come on,” Tyler goaded him, “might as well get it over with.”
Tyler stood a few inches taller than Conner and quite a few pounds heavier. He wasn’t fat, just quite a bit bigger than Conner. The other person with Conner was his other friend, Mark. Mark was between Conner and Tyler in height and was the only one that had some fat on his bones. The three were good friends, but Conner was beginning to wonder since they were making him carry out this lost bet.
“Here’s the music, all set and ready to go.” Tyler told Conner handing him a portable CD player. Conner took it with reluctance.
The three boys were standing outside a classroom in their Jr. High School. It was summer time with summer classes several weeks into their schedule. None of these three had summer school which made it easier for Tyler and Mark to insist Conner pay his debt for his lost bet.
“Please, don’t make…” Conner started. He stopped as neither Tyler’s nor Mark’s faces held any chance for mercy. Conner had made his wager and lost the bet. They didn’t care if Conner had thought the wager was in jest as most of theirs usually were. Many times each of the boys had made an outrageous wager that they never carried out upon losing. Most of the fun was just claiming what they would do if they lost, the more outlandish the better. True, from time to time each boy had been made to do what he had risked, but this?
“We’ll be right behind you.” Tyler said with a snort. He knew this would be of little comfort to Conner if any at all.
“Yeah, you get to wear masks. Can’t I at least have one, too?” he requested. “I could get in a lot of trouble for this.”
His plea met again with no mercy. He sighed very heavily.
“We’ve chosen the best teacher for you to do this. You won’t get into trouble. There’s no way she could know who you are and none of those kids are from our class.” Tyler told Conner. While the part about the teacher was most likely true, Tyler really didn’t know whether anyone from their class was in there or not. He just needed to be sure Conner wouldn’t balk at this thinking kids he knew would see him.
“Ready?” Mark asked trying to stifle a laugh.
“No.” Conner replied bitterly while noticing both his friends getting their cell phones ready. “Are those necessary?” he inquired knowing the answer.
“It was part of what you bet.” Tyler responded nonchalantly, enjoying his friend’s discomfit.
Conner took a deep breath. He was wearing a black and grey zippered jacket and what looked like black track pants. He put his hand on the door handle. He peered inside to see the teacher reading a magazine or something while the students appeared to be taking a test. He slowly and quietly turned the door knob and walked in, Tyler and Mark, masks on, close behind recording their friend’s adventure.
Tyler quietly closed the door as Conner sat the CD player on the floor as silently as he could. The teacher, Ms. Harrisburg, hadn’t noticed the three boys yet, but a few of the students had. They looked at the intruders with a bit of confusion but, so far, said nothing. Then Conner hit the play button.
Ms. Harrisburg looked up as did the rest of the students. Conner began dancing to the beat moving closer to the teacher as he did so. She looked at him in stunned silence. The students had exploded with screams and cheers as Conner gyrated to the beat. Half way to the teacher’s desk, he unzipped and pulled off his jacket having no shirt on underneath. He did have a nice torso with a deliciously flat stomach if you were to believe the thoughts of the girls currently watching this spectacle. Ms. Harrisburg’s eyes opened up wider than one might think humanly possible. She was transfixed by this half-naked dancing boy.
Conner was already blushing. As the air-conditioning in this old building didn’t work very well, he was also sweating, but only in part due to the warmth of the room. Apprehension accounted for the rest. He could hear the cheers and squeals from the students and the laughter from his two friends. And this wasn’t the worst of it.
A few feet from the teacher’s desk, Conner bent down and grabbed a hold of the legs of his track pants which were actually specially made tear-away pants. Still keeping with the rhythm of music, Conner took in a large gulp of air and ripped off his pants. He had nothing on underneath as per his wager for his lost bet.
The class erupted with a deafening roar with students laughing, screaming, some still disbelieving this cute young boy was dancing naked in their classroom. At least Tyler had done his homework, so to speak. So far, Ms. Harrisburg had done nothing but stare nonplussed at Conner’s dance. And as impossible as it sounded, her eyes opened even wider upon seeing Conner’s genitals bared in front of her.
With his hands waving above his head, his bare butt swinging back and forth, he helicoptered his penis within a few feet of Ms. Harrisburg. His was a bit bigger than average but he had very little hair to speak of. His nicely size balls knocked back and forth mesmerizing Ms. Harrisburg.
Trying not to think about what he was going to do now, he turned his bare butt toward the teacher waving it in her direction with his hands still beating the air above his head. This, of course, put his flopping genitals in full view of the class. A few of the girls looked like they were going to faint. Other girls looked like they had died and gone to heaven. Some of the boys were enjoying the embarrassment of Conner, but most were blushing somewhat in empathy for the naked lad. At least he’s got a decent sized package, some of them thought, realizing it probably brought no consolation to the very red-faced dancer.
And still he wasn’t done. After about 10 seconds of wiggling his bare butt in time with the music in front of the teacher, he started moving out among the students. He wanted so badly to close his eyes and pretend he wasn’t here doing this. But he had to see where he was going. More screams and laughter poured out of the delighted students. Conner stopped part way down the first aisle helicoptering his penis in front of one of the female students thrusting brilliantly with the music. The girl on the other side got a wonderful view of his bare butt rocking back and forth.
Ms. Harrisburg finally came to her senses. She realized a naked boy was interrupting her class and that would not do. She had to fight an internal battle, though, as she couldn’t deny his cute naked body dancing back and forth was arousing something inside of her.
“Young man!” she yelled, resulting in the class quieting down momentarily. “Get your naked butt out of my classroom!” she ordered pointing to the door. Her voice had very little conviction try as she did to sound like she meant what she was saying.
Knowing he had a bet to fulfill, Conner ignored the command and kept dancing to the music, waving his arms and penis as he moved down the aisle. His face burned a brighter red as the students egged him on in the face of Ms. Harrisburg’s demand for him to leave.
Ms. Harrisburg knew she had to act. The good news for her was that, while moving toward the naked lad to escort him out, she got a longer, better view of him dancing. She made the mistake of heading down the aisle after him rather than waiting for him at the front of the room. She talked about it as a mistake to those to whom she had to explain what had happened. To herself it was brilliant as it did keep him in there dancing naked a little bit longer.
Conner evaded the teacher all the while enduring the groping of the students on just about every part of his bare body. As he finally made it to the door, with Ms. Harrisburg just now starting back toward the front of the class after him, his embarrassment was enhanced by the fact that all the groping had given him a boner.
Tyler grabbed the CD player had hurried after his bare butt friend followed closely by Mark. Ms. Harrisburg made it to the doorway in time to see two clothed boys and one lovely bare butt streaking away. She yelled a couple of things about how much trouble they would be in trying to think of a few more things so she could justify standing there watching them run away. As soon as the naked boy and his two friends disappeared around the corner, Ms. Harrisburg turned back to her class to restore order. Reminding them of their test and the time they’d lost allowed her to get them back on task fairly quickly. She pretended to continue to read her magazine, but her mind was elsewhere.
“See,” Tyler said as the trio raced to the bathroom where Conner had extra clothes stashed. “Ms. Harrisburg doesn’t know who we are.”
“And did you hear her trying to yell at us as we left.” Mark added with a laugh. “Stammering and stuttering. You really got’er, Conner.” Mark said, smacking his friend on his bare butt.
Conner was barely listening as he ran naked with his friends to the bathroom. Tyler went on, trying to talk through his laughter, telling Conner she would never report him since she didn’t know who he was.
Conner quickly put on the real track pants that he’d stashed there. He shuddered slightly as they looked very similar to the tear-away ones that he very recently ripped off exposing his naked self to that classroom full of kids.
He muttered a curse causing his friends to ask what was wrong.
“I only brought extra pants. I assumed since I didn’t rip off the jacket I could wear that home. One of you has to go back and get it.
Tyler and Mark refused eventually convincing Conner that none of them could return to that room or they would be in big trouble. Conner felt a bit self conscious walking home bare-chested. Yes, he’d been shirtless in public before, but that was by choice, such as at the beach, not because there wasn’t anything for him to wear.
Tyler and Mark enjoyed keeping Conner’s face a bit red by talking about his naked dance over and over again on their walk home.
“You know, Mark”, Tyler said after another one of Mark’s vivid retelling of Conner’s ordeal, “I think you and I are about to lose our bet.”
“I think you’re right.” Mark replied.
“What bet?” a confused Conner asked, “And with who?”
“Well, we happened to mention to Jason that you’d lost this bet.” Tyler said. Jason was a friend of Tyler’s who Conner did not get along with very well.
“You told him?” Conner asked, a bit mad that someone else knew.
Tyler and Mark just grinned.
“Well, what was the bet?” Conner asked not sure that he really cared. In a moment he’d find out that he cared.
“We bet him that you’d keep your clothes on the whole way home. We lost.” Tyler said trying not to laugh.
“Whadda mean you lost?” Conner asked a bit perturbed. “I still have my track pants on.”
“And”, Tyler went on, ignoring Conner’s question, “we have to give him what we wagered immediately.”
“Whaddja bet?”
“Each of us bet half your track pants you’d get home wearing them. We’re about to be wrong.”
Before Conner could register what Tyler had just said, his two friends, one on each side of him, grabbed a hold of his pants and ripped them off. As he was to find out later, his two friends and Jason had obviously planned this part of Conner’s humiliation without Conner’s knowledge. They had simply told Jason who then thought of the idea of this added embarrassment. While Conner was doing his reluctant striptease in the classroom, Jason had switched the stashed track pants with another look-alike pair of tear-away pants.
Conner stood there dumbfounded as he watched Tyler and Mark, both laughing uproariously, run away, each holding part of his pants. Since he hadn’t had any underwear on before, then, save for his shoes and socks, Conner found himself naked on the sidewalk still a good ways from home. A couple of cars honking and several crude comments from passersby brought Conner to his senses. He took off after his friends, calling down the wrath of the gods on them. He gave up covering his penis and balls as this just slowed him down and, with a bright red face and genitals flopping all over the place, ran the rest of the way home naked vowing revenge.