Thursday

By Flint

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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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Clark was delayed Thursday, as after laps he had to help the coach with some work on equipment. When Clark finally arrived at the field house he could see signs Stephen had been there showered and left. There was a wet drip line from the showers to the paper towels, and many damp crumpled towels in the waste basket.

With no Stephen to watch Clark showered and dressed quickly.

Clark was driving home when he saw a lad somewhat like Stephen walking along the road. Stephen had never seen Clark driving or his truck and was a bit apprehensive when a pickup stopped beside him and a voice said, “Need a ride.” Stephen looked up about to say “No way”, when he saw it was Clark.

Stephen said, “You can drive?”

“Yes, special license due to a family thing.”

“Wow. And what a nice truck.”

“Yea, I’m kind of lucky, but not really, but that is a long story. You want a ride?”

“Of course, shall I get in the front?”

Clark, feeling in charge said, “First prove you are the Stephen I know.”

“Right here”

“Why not?”

“There is a group of kids over there watching”

Indeed there were others out about on the street.

“OK. Get in first.”

Stephen got in and started unfastening his pants, but before he was able to lower them. Clark took off saying, “Keep your clothes on, you know I was kidding”. Clark was pleased Stephen seemed so willing however.

“Where do you live?”

When Stephen told him, Clark said, “That would take an hour or more to walk.”

“Yes. My mother has no car. I take the bus, but after practice there is no bus, I must walk. It is OK.”

Clark said, “Well, today through Sunday I’m feeding a friend’s dog and watering plants. That house is on the way to yours, do you have time to stop?”

“I have at least an hour. If I get home sooner Mom will be surprised.”

Stephen was impressed with the upscale neighborhood Clark drove to. He pulled in a driveway to a nice home and got out. “It’ll take me a bit to feed the dog then water the plants. You can wait on the patio; the truck will get too hot.”

They entered the back gate to be greeted by a very friendly Golden Retriever. As Stephen watched Clark feed the dog he also noticed a big swimming pool with attached Jacuzzi. When Clark said he better go inside alone and told Stephen to wait outside, Stephen asked, “Think it would be OK for me to swim?”

Clark, without much thought said, “Sure-just don’t drown on my watch.” Clark went on inside and went about his tasks forgetting about Stephen.

Stephen went over to the pool, only then realizing he had no suit. He stripped down to his briefs, pilling the clothes on the edge of the pool. He figured he could wear underwear as his swimsuit, but realized he’d never explain wet underwear to his mom. Checking to be sure no windows overlooked from neighbors, he took off the briefs and slipped into the pool naked.

The water was cooler than he had hoped, but still OK. He swam about a bit when he noticed Clark watching him from the poolside. Clark said, “Well, I’m done.”

Clark saw all Stephen’s clothes pilled up and realized Stephen was naked. Why not. Clark said, “Everyday this week I’ve seen you naked.”

Stephen said, “Everyday this week until today I’ve seen you naked. But I bet you join me soon.”

Clark sat at a patio table and disrobed, placing all his things on the table. Then Clark did a mighty jump into the poll intentionally making a wave that washed out onto Stephens’s clothes. Stephen did not notice. Clark made sure splashes would occasionally add to the wetness on Stephens clothes, poolside.

They romped for a half hour or so. Clark would pick up Stephen and toss him. They would do handstands underwater. Stephen would ride Clark’s shoulders. Clark probably touched every inch of Stephen in the process to hold, pull, push, be a platform and the like, without Stephen realizing Clark was all the while just wanting a feel. For the first time he had rolled Stephen’s scrotum with his fingers and held his palm flat against his penis. Stephen was just thinking Clark was using his hands as a platform to toss him.

They were tired and laid beside the pool to air dry. As they were nearly dry Clark got up and started dressing. Stephen, finding his clothes soaking wet, was horrified. “I can’t go home with wet clothes.

Clark aid, “Lets wring them out, then I bet there is a drier inside. It may take only 15 minutes.”

So once again a fully dressed Clark was toying with a naked Stephen. He could watch Stephen flop about while wringing out the clothes. Then a very naked Stephen came into a stranger’s house to the laundry room.

They found a den to watch TV while the clothes dried. Stephen was now very self conscious, as he alone was naked and in a strange place.

Twenty minutes later, both fully dressed again, Clark drove Stephen home to a modest duplex on the outskirts of town.

Clark said, “Well I now know what you look like in clothes.”

(The End)