The Skiing Trip 2 to 5

The Skiing Trip Chapters 2 to 5

By Edwap
edwap2002@yahoo.co.uk

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The Skiing Trip Part 2

Liam was ready to go to bed but I just sat there, thinking about the situation that I now found my self in. Being held to ransom by my younger friend. Snapping to, I reached into my bag and pulled out my pyjamas.

“I don’t think so! You can get used to being nude by sleeping in the buff.”

I started to argue but Liam just shook his head, telling me that I still hadn’t learnt. I didn’t know what he meant but, worried about the pictures from the camera falling into the wrong hands, I decided that it was easier just to play along. Hell, so what if I was nude in bed anyway – he had already seen me, it was dark and we would both be asleep. Resigning myself to sleeping in my birthday suit, I crawled into bed when I noticed Liam’s outstretched hand.

“Do you want my pyjamas?” I asked him.

“No – I want the key to the padlock on your suitcase.”

I was confused and just sat there and asked him why he wanted the key.

“OK. You’re obviously being slow tonight. I’m going to lock all of your clothes away to make sure that you don’t sneak something on after I go to sleep.”

He could tell from the expression on my face that I had already thought about slipping a pair of boxers on after he’d fallen asleep. I found the key and gave it to him.

“I’m glad you gave in easily,” he said, “otherwise I would have had to throw all your clothes over the balcony.” He then told me to put all of my clothes and towel into the suitcase. He put the padlock on and then told me to go into the bathroom whilst he hid the key. I took the opportunity to use the toilet and brush my teeth but there was nothing to dry my hands on – he had removed his towel as well. I was pleased that he had already turned the lights off when I came out from the bathroom. It felt very strange leaving the bathroom wearing nothing at all. I did think about trying to sneak something of his out of the wardrobe but decided it wasn’t worth it – he was younger and smaller than me so his clothes wouldn’t fit and it would just cause more hassle. Anyway, surely it would all be over by the morning. So, I went to bed thinking about what had happened … and how pleased I was to be inside and not an icicle out on the balcony.

The next thing I heard was a loud knocking on the door followed by my teacher’s voice as he entered the room. “You were told to put your alarms on boys. Lucky I came to check on you. Breakfast is in 20 minutes so it’s time that you were up!”

Liam was just as groggy as I was – but I was also pleased that my duvet had remained firmly on so I was still covered. I mumbled something along the lines of “We’ll get up in a sec, we’ll see you at breakfast.”

To which, Mr Stephenson replied, “I don’t think so. You’ll just go back to sleep. I want at least one of you actually up and out of bed to make sure that doesn’t happen. I’ve taught teenagers for too long to be caught out like that!”

I quickly looked over to Liam who remained totally motionless. God, what could I do? I started to panic and looked pleadingly over to Liam who just winked at me.

“Come on Philip, up you get.” Mr Stephenson said as he started to walk over to my bed, reaching out to grab the duvet. He was only feet away, I was going to get caught out for sure when suddenly Liam jumped up out of bed and told our teacher that he would make sure I didn’t fall asleep again. He seemed content with that and left the room.

“Scared you!” Liam said after Mr Stephenson had left. “Now, up you get, let’s make sure that you didn’t do anything silly in the night.” I got up and instinctively covered myself. At least my morning wood had disappeared in the fright that I had just endured.

“Good. I was worried that you would have tried to squash yourself into a pair of my boxers but you’re learning. Now, this is what’s going to happen. I’ve got the key to all of your clothes and photos of you that I’m sure you don’t want plastered around the school. So, I’m in charge and you do what I say otherwise things will get pretty embarrassing for you.”

I cut him off, “Well, they seem pretty bloody embarrassing already.”

“Well, let’s put it another way. It’s either some controlled embarrassment for a week with just your mates or years of embarrassment with the whole school.”

Seeing his logic, I gave in and admitted that he was in charge for the week.

“Ok, as I was saying, this is what’s going to happen. Whenever we are staying in the room for more than a few minutes, you are naked. When I tell you to do something, wherever we are, you do it. Now, I promise not to get you in any major trouble. Oh, and no covering up with your hands.”

I dropped my hands to my side, a visual admission of his charge over me. He then told me to get out onto the balcony whilst he had a quick shower. It was cold again but at least it was only for about 10 minutes. He opened the door a crack and told me that he’d put a towel and some clothes out for me – I was to shower and meet him downstairs for breakfast. With that, he pushed the door a little and then scarpered towards the door of the room. I had to catch the door quickly before it closed. I was pleased to see that he had closed the room door on his way out. I had a quick shower and then got dressed. I was a little annoyed that he hadn’t left me any underwear but hey, it could have been worse.

Down to breakfast and then back to our rooms to get our skiing gear on. It did grate rather that I had to ask him for my skiing clothes after breakfast but at least there wasn’t time for him to send me back out onto the balcony before we were due to meet in the lobby ready for our first day on the slopes.

And no, I still wasn’t allowed any underwear.

The Skiing Trip Part 3

After a fantastic day on the slopes, we got back to the hotel and had about an hour to ourselves before it was time for some dinner. Most people were intending to grab a shower and then congregate in someone’s room and generally chill out. When we got back to our room, however, Liam surprised me by saying that I could keep my T-Shirt on (but, of course, nothing else) and then head out to the balcony while he had a shower. I sat down, leaning back on the wall, and surveyed the vista once again. The view really was breathtaking. A little while later, Mr Gillan (whose room, it turned out, was next to ours) came out onto his balcony and saw my head poking up over the top of the railing. Well, it was too late now, I couldn’t lay down and hide from him as he’d already seen me.

He started to chat to me and, after a while, became concerned that I would get cold without a coat. If only he knew that I really was only wearing a T-Shirt! I insisted that I was OK. Some of the other teachers then joined him on his balcony – evidently the teachers were using his room for their chill out time. So, here I was, chatting away to several of my teachers wearing nothing but a T-Shirt! After what seemed like an eternity, Liam (after putting his bag in the door frame to keep the door open) joined me out on the balcony and started to chat to me and the teachers as well. It must have seemed very odd that I stayed sitting down talking to people on the other balcony, especially after Liam came out and remained standing.

It was about to get even worse, though;

“Phil, you’d better get in the shower,” Liam suddenly piped up, “dinner is in 15 minutes.”

What was I supposed to do, stand up and let them all see that I was naked from the waist down? I knew that the railings weren’t high enough to shield me completely. Crawl back into the room and hope that they couldn’t see my entry into the room? I was rather flummoxed and just said that I would go in a minute.

Mr Gillan, who had overheard this conversation, also became concerned that I would be late for dinner and told me that I should go. Liam just repeated him and told me that I should go. But, I just couldn’t stand up so repeated that I would go in a minute. Liam shook his head…

Luckily, a few minutes later, the teacher s all left the balcony to get ready for dinner themselves so I quickly got up and darted into the room and, after throwing my T-shirt onto my bed, jumped into the shower.

Liam had left my towel in there from this morning so I dried and then ventured out into the room. Liam had already gotten some clothes out for me (so I still didn’t know where the key was – he always seemed to manage to get things in and out of MY case when I wasn’t there) but again, there was no underwear. The trousers that he had gotten out for me were slightly to big for me and I always wore them with a belt. I asked Liam for one and his reply was rather short, “No.”

I begged him for one, pointing out that the trousers would slide down a bit and it would be obvious that I wasn’t wearing underwear and that I even might end up exposing myself – he had promised that he wouldn’t let me get embarrassed in front of everyone.

“Well, you ignored one of the rules so tough shit! I told you to leave the balcony but you didn’t. I was going to stand between you and the teachers so you could have slipped in – and if you’d been careful and quick enough, you wouldn’t have been caught. Think of it as a punishment if you want.”

With that, he started towards the door. I knew that again I was beaten so followed him. At least he hadn’t told that I couldn’t try to keep the trousers up so, as long as I was careful, I should be OK.

The only difficult time was when we were collecting our food from the buffet that had been laid out. It would have been difficult enough to carry my tray and keep my trousers up but Liam wanted me to carry his tray as well. With a tray of food in each hand, it was impossible to hoist up my trousers and I could feel them slipping. I was sure that the top of my ass and some of my pubes were becoming visible but luckily he sat at a table that wasn’t too far away so I hoped that I had gotten away with it.

After dinner, we spent some time chilling in a communal area of the hotel (with lots of trouser re-adjustment going on!) and then Liam ‘suggested’ that we go back to our room.

He decided that we should use the stairs instead of the elevator and told me that I wasn’t allowed to touch my trousers again until we were in the room for any reason and that if I did, there would be another ‘punishment.’ As we walked up the stairs, I could feel the trousers slipping more and more. By the time we had reached our floor, they had slipped down so that part of my ass and the whole of my pubis were definitely uncovered. But, at least my shirt was just about long enough to cover me if not make me comfortable.

He then told me to remove my shirt for the last bit of our return to the room. Now, we could even see the door so it really wasn’t far but still. Taking a deep breath, and a quick look around showing that there was no-one within sight, I removed my shirt and game it to him. When we got to the door, I wanted him to get it open quickly but he fumbled around as he ‘couldn’t find the key.’

After he ‘found’ it, he gave it to me and told me to unlock the door. With that, he yanked down on my trousers so I was now standing in the corridor effectively naked. I opened the door as quickly as I could and hobbled into the room.

After he’d stopped laughing, he reminded me that I should be totally naked. Kicking off my shoes, I removed my socks and the trousers. He told me to go out onto the balcony to ‘cool off’. After he’d shut the door, he hung his watch on the handle so that I could see it. He’d set a 20 minute timer so I knew what was going to happen.

After 20 minutes of sitting outside in the cold, totally exposed to the elements, he opened the door and let me in. I noticed that, once again, all of my clothes had been spirited away and were presumably locked in the suitcase. After giving me a few minutes to warm up, Liam told me that I had a new challenge. “All I want you to do is get some snow and put it in the bath. Keep going until I tell you to stop. There’s no-one in next door at the moment so if I were you, I’d get it done as quickly as possible in case they come back.”

I spent the next 10 minutes ferrying handfuls of snow from the balcony. It was quite easy to start with as there were collections around the railings. But, after I’d retrieved the easy snow, I had to reach out to the balcony next door or up onto the small roof over part of it. Of course, this movement had the effect of totally exposing me to anyone who might have been around especially when I was on tip-toes reaching up to the roof.

When he was happy that there was enough snow in the bath, he told me that I could stop. “The next bit’s simple,” he said, “all you have to do is sit in the bath for 5 minutes. If you can’t make It 5 minutes, that’s fine. You can have a ½ hour rest on the balcony and then try again.”

It seemed easy enough so I hopped into the bath and sat down. My god did it burn! Liam then came in as well and picked up handfuls of snow and packed it around my groin and then put some on my head. He then started the timer. It was 5 minutes of pure hell. I was shivering like crazy and it burnt like nobody’s business. Somehow, I managed to survive the 5 minutes.

When I got out of the bath, I was red and numb. Liam told me to get into bed to warm up – I didn’t need to be told twice! He then put the TV on in the room and we chatted while I warmed up. It seemed to take forever to warm up and for it not to hurt any more. I think Liam was a bit surprised by how much it had hurt as well – anyway, there weren’t any more ‘challenges’ to get through and we drifted off to sleep.

The Skiing Trip Part 4

The following morning started pretty much as the first morning had. Liam had turned off the alarm again so Mr Stephenson woke us up again. Fortunately, I was still covered but Liam left it till the last minute again to save me from being exposed.

Once again, I had to go out onto the balcony while he showered. After what had happened the evening before, I crouched much lower this morning in the hope that I couldn’t be seen if Mr Gillan decided to go out onto his balcony again.

When it was time for me to go in to shower, Liam did the same with the door again so I had to catch it quickly before it closed. Today, however, after he’d scampered out of the room, he’d left the door to the bedroom open. Anyone walking past would have been able to see straight into the room. I darted towards the door as quickly as I could and shut it. After showering, I dressed (no boxers again) and had breakfast.

We had another great day on the slopes. When we got back to the hotel, he told me to go out onto the balcony again but totally naked today. I was really worried that Gillan and the other teachers would go out onto their balcony again so I laid down in pretty much the foetus position to try and keep myself warm, close to the barrier so it would be less likely that they would see me.

Sure enough, I soon heard their voices so I knew I had to be as quiet as possible. After a while (it seemed like an eternity) Liam came out onto the balcony and stifled a snigger as he walked towards me and had a conversation with the teachers while I lay naked at his feet.

He then kicked me (I had to stay quiet still) and used his left hand to point towards the room. Surely he couldn’t be serious. Another snigger as he saw the panic on my face, he then pointed towards one of the mountains and loudly asked “Is that a wolf?” I guessed that his intention was that the teachers would all look away from the hotel briefly (and so give me a chance to get into the room) even though they would have known full well that he hadn’t seen a wolf. I crawled into the room as quickly as possible and just had to hope that I was right and they would have all been looking the other way.

A quick shower and then it would be dinner time. When I came out of the shower, Liam told me that I had a choice today. I would be wearing the same trousers as yesterday and I could choose whether to have a belt and leave my fly open or go down as I did yesterday. I was a bit put out and questioned what I was being punished for as I had done everything he said. His reply was that it wasn’t a punishment as I was being allowed to choose. Although it seemed spurious logic, I opted to go along with it and chose to have the belt not wanting to have a repeat of yesterday. Surely I could make sure that nothing popped out.

I was very self conscious but managed to get through dinner without incident. Again, we spent some time chilling with some of our other friends but as I made sure to sit down, I was able to maintain my modesty.

Liam again said that we should head back up to the room but also invited some of our friends to join us in our room in about 45 minute’s time. I didn’t like the sound of that but what could I do?! Again, he wanted to use the stairs and told me to get my cock out as we walked up them. Fortunately, there was no-one around but it felt very strange. When we got to the room, he told me to face out into the corridor whilst he found the key. We heard other’s coming up the stairs and I was getting very worried. He opened the door and pulled me in just in time.

He told me to go out onto the balcony again. As the previous day, he put his watch by the glass but this time it had a 25 minute timer. Being outside for so long with nothing on was not pleasant. It seemed colder tonight and snow was falling. When the timer reached zero, he opened the door and let me in. He then reminded me that our friends would be coming up to see us soon. I asked him where my clothes were to which he replied “Don’t be silly, you have to be naked if you’re in the room. Oh dear, you do seem to have a problem, you’d better try to think of something. If you can’t think of anything else, you could always go back outside and I’ll close the curtain.”

Now, that didn’t seem to be a great idea but I was panicking as it must have been 40 minutes since we’d left them. Then it struck me, I had to be naked in the room. “Can I have some clothes so I can go back downstairs and chat to people by the chairs?”

Liam took some time thinking about it – all I could think was hurry up, they’ll be here any second! He finally replied, “OK, that’s fair. I’ll give you a sock and a pair of gloves.”

I was dumbfounded. “No – I need some more clothes than that. Play fair!”

“Well, you asked for some clothes, you didn’t specify which ones so if you want to go out, that’s the offer.”

“I can’t go out. Please give me some more.”

“No. You can’t change your request. That wouldn’t be fair. Anyway, you’d probably walk right past our guests, just look at the time. We came upstairs nearly 50 minutes ago. That would just be rude. If you don’t want that or the balcony, I do have another idea but if I have to help you with your challenge, it will cost you.”

“OK, quick!” I didn’t have time to think, “what’s your other idea?”

“Don’t you want to know the cost first?”

“No – I haven’t got time! Please just tell me!”

“I couldn’t do that. No. The cost is that you will agree now to wear your baggy trousers without a belt to dinner for the rest of the week.”

With that, there was a knock at the door.

“Yes, fine, whatever, just tell me where to go!”

He opened the door to the wardrobe and pointed then started heading to the door of the room. I was seconds away from our mates coming in and finding me naked! I knew it wasn’t the best of hiding places but my options seemed rather limited. I got into the wardrobe and closed the door as I heard them coming in and chatting to Liam.

It was awful in the wardrobe. There wasn’t space to sit down or stand up fully so I was crouched and I couldn’t move in case it creaked. It was stuffy. I was scared that I would sneeze or something and I would be found; or that someone would open the door for some reason and find me in there. Eventually, it was time for them all to leave.

How could Liam keep putting me in these positions? But equally, how lucky was it that I hadn’t been caught yet. One thing that I was able to consider, though, was how awful it was going to be going down to dinner. What if he gave me a T-shirt that was a bit shorter to wear? Or if he told me again that I couldn’t touch the trousers? Or what if he gave me no shirt at all….. I was pretty annoyed and told him that he was going too far and that it wasn’t fair; and I asked him about my worries with the trousers.

“Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear,” was his only reply, “I can’t have you being so rude and ungrateful to me now can I? I think that you’ll regret that tomorrow … and thanks for the ideas for dinner time.” He then told me that I needed to cool down so sent me out on the balcony again. I refused to go. “Oh dear, making it even worse.” He walked over to the door and opened it then came back and kicked me in the balls. I wanted to scream but the door was open. He then started to remove his clothes and headed towards the balcony. I was confused. His hand was on the door ready to close it; was this my chance to be in charge? “30 seconds after I close this door, I’m shouting and screaming as loud as I can. I wonder what Mr Gillan will make of it when he sees me out here and then comes into the room?” He started to close the door but I darted over and told him that I would go outside.

“Good, but it’s going to be double the time now.”

He set the timer for 30 minutes and closed the door. He then turned off the lights in the room. I could see the TV flickering but was worrying the whole time that he would fall asleep. Also – 30 minutes naked in sub-zero temperatures is not to be recommended. Fortunately, he was still awake when the timer went off. When I got back in, I apologised to him and said that I did regret it.

“Oh no,” he replied, “you really will regret it tomorrow.”

With that, he crawled into bed, leaving me wondering what he had in store for me tomorrow.

The Skiing Trip Part 5

The following morning, Liam had once again turned the alarm off and we were awoken to Mr Stephenson waking us up again. Shit … is it. He said that I would regret my refusal to go outside yesterday, he’s going to make me get up today. I was sure that I was now going to be exposed to my teacher and there was nothing I could do about it. Liam caught me off guard, however, as he got straight up out of bed and Mr Stephenson left. Once again, I had to go out on the balcony whilst he had his shower – I was wondering if he had decided that I had suffered enough and that there wouldn’t be an extra punishment after all … or whether it would be even worse than having to get up and greet my teacher.

Anyway, about 15 minutes later, he pushed the door slightly so I could catch it and once again, left the room leaving the door out to the corridor open. I zoomed into the bathroom as quickly as I could for a shower, shutting the door on the way past as the bathroom was just to the right of the door. After I came out of the shower, I realised that he hadn’t left me a towel. Bugger. I shook and swiped as much of the water off myself as I could but left my glasses off (I hate putting them on while I am still wet), thinking that I could try to dry myself in my bed before dressing and hope that it would be dry by the evening.

When I opened the door, the first thing I noticed was how cold it was. I couldn’t see very well with my specs on but I assumed that the little whatsit must have sneaked back into the room and opened the door to the balcony. I left the bathroom and headed towards my bed when suddenly I heard laughter from behind me. I turned around and, even though it was all blurry, realised that he had left the door to the bedroom open as well. I darted toward the door and slammed it shut but had no idea who had seen me. God! How could I show my face again! Some people, I didn’t even know for sure if they were at my school or not, seen me naked. I dried as best as I could and then got my glasses on and got dressed. I closed the balcony door and turned the TV on – there was no way I could go to breakfast now. It would just be too embarrassing. Then, there was a knock at the door followed by Mr Stephenson shouting for me to open the door. Reluctantly, I went over and opened the door. I told him that I didn’t want any breakfast but he told me that there wasn’t really a choice as skiing expends too much energy to miss meals. Knowing I was beaten, I left the room and we went down for breakfast.

When we got down to the restaurant, I again felt very uncomfortable. I was sure that I saw some girls sniggering as I walked past but couldn’t be sure. After collecting some food, I found Liam and sat next to him. “Fine – you win. I regretted it. Some people saw me when I came out of the shower” I whispered to him. He just smiled and told me to be more careful next time.

I was sure that there were people laughing about me during the day but no-one said anything. Maybe I had been lucky and the people who were walking past were other guests and nothing to do with the school. I was feeling better by the time we got back to the hotel and wasn’t even too worried when I was ordered out on to the balcony when we got back to the hotel. I knew that I was ‘safe’ from being caught by the teachers today as they’d told us that they would all be down in the hotel bar if we needed them. Liam put a ½ hour timer by the window – not ideal but I knew I could handle it.

However, when the timer finished, instead of opening the door properly, he opened it the tiniest crack. I went up to the door but the gap wasn’t even big enough for me to get my fingers in the crack so asked him to let me in.

“No. This is your punishment for yesterday, I’d already planned this morning’s game. You can come in when you give me an idea of what I can do to you. And if it’s not good enough, you’ll have to think again. I’ll be back in 10 minutes.”

I couldn’t believe it! I didn’t know how I would cope with another 10 minutes outside and naked, but I would also be giving him even more ideas of what he could do to me. I kept flitting between being annoyed, worrying about being cold and trying to think of ‘punishments’ that I could cope with.

When he came back ten minutes later, he opened the door a crack again and asked for my idea. I told him that he should let me in and then spank me. His reply wasn’t exactly what I had hoped for … he told me that he had already thought of doing that and it would be happening anyway so that idea didn’t count. He closed the door and set the timer for another 10 minutes!

This was getting serious now! I had already been outside in the freezing cold for 40 minutes and I knew that I would be getting a spanking! The next idea had to be ‘good’ enough to let me back – good being a relative term as, of course, what that really meant was bad for me. I thought and thought and knew what it had to be. I didn’t like the sound of it but I should be able to cope with it.

Liam came back when his watch beeped. He opened the door just a crack and asked for my idea. “Now Liam, this must be enough for you. You could invite some of our friends into the room and I won’t hide in the wardrobe. Just make sure its guys that we know we can trust.”

“Ooooh, I like that idea,” Liam replied, “I wasn’t going to intentionally expose you to anyone else but now you’ve asked for it, you must be happy for me to. It’s not good enough to come back in though. You’d better make sure the next one is good enough otherwise you’ll have to wait until I come back dinner to try for a fourth time.”

With that, he closed the door and reset the timer. How could that not be bad enough? I mean, I would be allowing my friends to come in and see me naked! But I also knew that I had to make sure the next thing would be something he’d accept otherwise I’d be stuck out there all the way through dinner. As it was, I was already starting to worry as I’d have been outside with nothing on, half way up a mountain, for a whole hour by the time he came back to the window. It would be nearly two hours in total if he went down to dinner as well!

I pulled my knees as tightly to my body as I could to try and conserve body heat. I thought and thought. What could be worse than having a group of people our age, that we go to school with, my friends, seeing me naked? I had an idea earlier on but discounted it, thinking that it was just too much. However, it was all I had in stock when he came to open the door again. Reminding me that he would be back an hour later if he didn’t like my idea so I went with it. If this didn’t get me in, nothing would.

“OK.” I paused, hardly able to even form the words, “Tomorrow, they have said that they are going to take us out to the local town for the evening. When we are out, we could find somewhere quiet and I’ll strip off. “

“Out in the town in the nude. Well, well, well. Yes, I think that is good enough to get you in. Are you sure you could handle that?”

I told him that I wasn’t sure but I needed to get in. He let me in and told me that we had to be downstairs for dinner in 5 minutes so I’d better hurry up. I darted into the shower and quickly freshened up. I found that as well as the slightly too big trousers, he’d left me a T-Shirt that was easily long enough to cover slight trousers slippage so I felt OK as I went down to dinner.

After we’d collected our food, he went and sat down at a table in the corner with me following behind carrying both trays and hoping that trousers did stay up. He told me to sit right in the corner. After I sat down, he told me to get my cock and balls out of my trousers through the fly. In the corner and sat down, I was fairly confident that I wouldn’t be seen but I was still a little unsure. He reminded me what happened yesterday when I didn’t do what he said so I reached down under the table and pulled them out. It was a very odd feeling, sitting in the restaurant with people all around and my tackle was hanging out of my trousers. What made it even worse, however, what that the table had seats for 4 and two girls from my year group came and sat opposite me. I was almost petrified with fear but as they were on the opposite side of the table, I should be OK. I then felt myself getting hard…

As we talked away, the girls totally unaware that I was hanging out, I lost the erection but still felt very uncomfortable. Then, he did it. Liam knocked the table ‘accidentally’ and Sophie’s fork fell to the floor. She bent down to pick it up. She started to come back up and then suddenly stopped. She continued her ascent a few moments later and was just about to start talking when Liam winked at her and put his finger to his lips. “I’ll come and find you later,” he told her and she swallowed hard and nodded. I instinctively starting moving my hands to my crotch but Liam shook his head to me. As this was happening, Kate (who was sat next to Sophie) looked puzzled and asked Sophie what was going on. Instead of saying anything, she just knocked Kate’s fork to the floor and indicated toward me with her head. Kate seemed to get the message and went down to collect her fork and then banged her head on the table. She had clearly seen me as well. When she came up, she was sniggering but Liam just said, “I’ll come and see you as well.” This seemed to pacify them but it was funny how several things then seemed to get knocked to the floor for the girls to pick up. I whispered a plea to Liam but he just shook his head.

When the meal was finished, Liam got up and then nodded at me. I took this as an indication so quickly popped everything away and got up & followed him. Instead of hanging out with our friends today as we had done previously, he wanted to go straight up to the room. At the bottom of the stairs, he told me to once again remove my shirt and not touch my trousers. I hesitated for a second as I heard some of our party coming behind us but as soon as they passed, I took my shirt off. Before we were even half way up the first flight of stairs, the trousers had slipped down so that half my butt, my pubis and the very top of my penis were now on show. I wasn’t so lucky this time and some more of our party started coming up the stairs as well. They must have seen us as they starting running up the stairs and laughed. I just mumbled that I was honouring a bet which seemed to pacify them but they walked with us up to our room. Luckily, my trousers didn’t slip any further but it hadn’t stopped the group seeing far too much of my (in my opionion!). Then the inevitable happened. One of them pantsed me as we stood by the door waiting for Liam to open it. As soon as the door opened, I just pushed straight in and went into the bathroom hearing a huge amount of laughter behind me. I then heard Liam join in with the piss taking and then close the door. Luckily, he hadn’t allowed any of them in. Not wanting to annoy him any more, I took the trousers off and went into the room to find him doubled over with laughter. He eventually stopped and apologised saying that he didn’t know that would happen. We sat and watched TV for a bit then he opened the door to the balcony and sent me out.

What happened this time, however, was rather unsettling. He called out “Bye” and then I heard the main door open and close. Now, this was a new one. At least before, if I’d needed to come in for any reason he was just inside but now I was on my own. There really was nothing I could do but sit there in the nude trying to keep as warm as I could.

After what seemed like forever, the lights in the room turned on and Liam opened the door. “Hi, in you come,” was all he said so I did. As I was closing the door, there was a knock at the main door. Now, the main door had a line of sight straight to the balcony and the wardrobe with the beds ‘hidden’ by the bathroom wall. Liam was already at the door and started to open it. There was no way to get in the wardrobe in time so I just jumped straight across to my bed and got under the covers. When everyone came in, I found that there were 9 of our friends. So, there were 11 of us in the room, both male and female, with me in bed in the nude. I made some excuse about being tired but didn’t mind if they wanted to come in and chat. I couldn’t really stay there laying down as they all chatted away and felt I should at least sit up (also – a strategic move – thinking it would then be less likely that anyone would try to whip the duvet away to be ‘funny’). There were some sniggers, especially from the girls, when it then became obvious that I was shirtless and I was ‘persuaded’ to leave the duvet around my lap so that my stomach and nipples were then exposed. We chatted and laughed for about half an hour, the whole time me worried that someone would try for my duvet, but despite the abject fear, I was safe and they left giving us time to get ready for bed.

After they went, Liam asked me what it was like sitting in the nude chatting to our friends. I told him that it was horrid and was pleased that he had decided against the option of exposing me to everyone. He then opened the door to the balcony again. I headed out assuming that he wanted me to have some more time outside and closed the door to save him the trouble.

After a while, he closed the curtains and turned off the light. I listened as hard as I could but couldn’t hear the TV and started to worry that he had gone to bed. I left it a few more minutes and then started knocking on the window – not too loudly in case anyone heard. Liam, after leaving me worrying for even longer, eventually came to the door and opened it a crack. “Yes, can I help you?”

“Come on dude, let me in. You can’t expect me to stay out here all night, I’ll die!”

“I was very surprised when you went back out and closed the door but thought that you must have wanted to sleep out there tonight.”
“What do you mean, want to sleep out here? “ I asked, exasperated. “I only came out because you wanted me to.”

Liam then reminded me that he hadn’t actually told me to go back out and I had done so all by myself. I’d even shut the door! And that he was now annoyed with me for waking him when he had just gotten to sleep. I realised (far too late) the trap that he had set. I had just ‘opted’ to spend another half hour or so outside in the nude.

He accepted my apology but said that there would be a punishment for waking him up.

When I got in, he left the balcony door open and told me to bend over the side of my bed. He then got my belt (so it was even more obvious that this had all been set up as the rest of my clothes were in my suitcase as always) and started to smack it against my ass. Now, the noise from that was bad enough but he warned me not to shout out or everyone would hear with the door open. He hit me 20 times but I just managed to stop myself from shouting out. He then suggested that 5 minutes outside would be a good idea to cool my ass down.

After this, we both went to bed and I wondered what it would be like to strip off in the town centre the next day…

(The End)