Exposed 4

Exposed 4
by Steam Train

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This work 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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A series of unrelated short stories capturing the humiliation and embarrassment suffered by the stories character when their late or early development is exposed upon being made naked in public.

Story Four

Up the road about a block from where I lived there were a few acres of woods that acted as a buffer between our suburb and the next. In those woods there was an old shed that looked like it had been there from long before all the surrounding suburbs had been built. It was pretty dilapidated but over the last year or so a group of us kids had patched it up and it had become our private club house. The entrance door to the clubhouse was on the south side and entered into a larger main room and off to the west there was a smaller room, but only the rusted hinges of the internal door that once separated the large and small rooms remained. There were old curtains draped across the windows of both rooms and the floor was compacted dirt.

Tiffany Anson with the assistance of her two best friends, Leanne Penn and Nicole Brealey had claimed the clubhouse as their own in recent months and with their large group of female hangers on, had pushed us boy's aside, allowing us in to the clubhouse only when Tiffany or her two Lieutenants condoned it.

Tiffany was 15 and Leanne and Nichole were 14, all much older than me, I am 12. All the guys who hung out at the clubhouse were aged between 11 and 13 except for Brady Lamont who was 14. Brady was Nichole's boyfriend; we all sort of looked up to him and feared him. He could be a real bully if you got on the wrong side of him. All us younger guys however admired and envied his grown up looks and how he had a girlfriend. This summer I learnt that his relationship with Nichole was a very one sided one indeed and that in truth he was a wimp when it came to girls unlike how he bullied us guys!

One day earlier this summer I had snuck up to the clubhouse and peeked into the window of the largest room in the clubhouse to see if the girls were about. If they were I was going home, wanting to have nothing to do with them. When I peeked in however I spied Brady inside with Nichole accompanied by Tiffany and Leanne. I was about to slink away when something happened that stopped me dead in my tracks.

I don't know then what the girls had over Brady and I nearly got myself caught when I let out a gasp of surprise upon hearing Tiffany order, "Strip, everything off now Brady, shoes, socks, shirt, jeans, underpants, everything. We want to see you naked,"

Brady blushed, but didn't even hesitate to begin to strip off, as if he was frightened at the consequences of not instantly obeying Tiffany's order. He bent over and untied his shoes then he took off his socks and after a momentary pause he undid his belt and unsnapped the waist of his jeans then removed them. Next he pulled his tee shirt off over his head before quickly pulling his boxers down and stepped out of them.

At 14, Brady was of course a lot more developed than me. I was only 12 years and 2 months old however I had started puberty, though it was my private secret. Having started puberty was a fact that made me feel real good about myself, though I wanted no one else to know this very private information. I hadn't really shot up that much in height, being just 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighing just under 100 pounds, so my secret development was not really noticeable as yet. I already had a sparse scattering of shortish 1 inch long dark brown pubes covering a small semi circle about a inch deep above my penis. My balls had become plump but had not begun to hang down as yet and my penis when erect was still a fairly short 3 inches.

Brady had nicely tanned skin which accentuated his now exposed tan line. His penis was becoming erect as I watched. It was clearly already bigger than mine and when it fully erected it had to be over 5 _ inches in length. He was circumcised and the head of his erect penis was noticeably a dark shade of pink and stood out in contrast to the pale skin of his shaft. Brady also had nearly two inches of course, black hair above the base of his penis and even some on his scrotum which was hanging full and long.

"Jerk that cock of yours off now, show us how much you can spurt" Tiffany ordered the blushing Brady.

Again Brady hardly hesitated, before he wrapped his fingers around his erect shaft and started to jerk off. In no time at all some precum started to flow, which was spread over the head of his penis by his jerking action making everything look extra slippery.

Soon Brady started to grunt and groan and his breathing increased. Whilst Brady was rubbing his shaft his other hand was busy softly tickling his balls which had begun to pull up towards his groin and were no longer so low hanging. More precum flowed from the tip of his penis as Brady stroked faster and faster until he arched his back, curled his toes, let out a loud groan and then pumped four ever decreasing shots of creamy white cum out onto the dirt floor.

I didn't hang around to see what happened next, and my opinion of Brady had been lowered somewhat, though I was impressed with his body. I vowed to myself that there was no way I would ever allow myself to be stripped naked against my will and certainly not on the order of any girl, especially Tiffany and her two lieutenants.

That having been said, watching someone else suffer that humiliation had been very arousing and that night and many other times after that I jerked off in bed thinking back over the events that I had observed that day at the clubhouse.

It was only a matter of days after that and my vow to myself that there was no way I would ever allow myself to be stripped naked in front of Tiffany and her two lieutenants proved misguided.

Tiffany, Leanne and Nichole confronted me outside my own house with the news that they knew I had been spying on them when they stripped Brady. It seems some of their female followers had been in the clubhouse when Brady arrived and Tiffany had sent them to wait out in the woods till they had finished with Brady. I had come in from the other direction and had not noticed them.

Nichole told me Brady was going to punch my head in for spying on him.

I almost fainted and peed my pants at this news. Brady was way bigger and stronger than me. He was a bully and I had seen him bash a few guys over the last year, I didn't want to join that list.

I agreed to come with the girls to the clubhouse and meet Brady. They guaranteed if I did this, they would not let him bash me up. They kept their word on that but to appease Brady and the girls for spying on them, I did what I had vowed to myself I would never do. In fear and humiliation I agreed to strip naked before the three girls and Brady as well.

When we arrived at the clubhouse Tiffany informed me, "You need to learn real quickly Trent that around here we girls are in control, we make the rules and you boys obey. When I tell you to get naked, you will strip instantly."

"Yeah and if you don't Trent, Brady will bash you" Nichole added.

Much later I learned that Brady had stolen some 'joints' and money from Nicole's 19 year old brother's room, which Nichole found out about when Brady carelessly bragged and as soon as Nicole informed Tiffany, 14 year old Brady had been scared shitless that Nichole's brother would be told that he was the thief and bash him. Brady was a big boy to us but he was just a little boy compared to Nicole's brother.

"I want you naked now Trent!" Tiffany ordered.

Like Brady, I didn't hesitate to follow her orders, in my case I was scared of Brady bashing me if I didn't!. Soon I was down to just my boxers but there I froze, humiliation and embarrassment overcoming my fear of being bashed.

'Why have you stopped? Shack those boxers now" Tiffany ordered.

I looked at the three girls and Brady, hoping for a sign of sympathy or a reprieve but all their eyes were focused on the small tent bulging in the front of my boxers.

I was almost crying and very red faced.

"Brady go take off Trent's underwear" Tiffany ordered.

That got a reaction from me. "No, no, stay away from me, I can do it" I screamed as I backed away from the advancing Brady.

Nicole grabbed me, stopping me from retreating any more and pinned my struggling arms behind my back. Gleefully Brady approached me, revenge in his eyes. "Payback is a bitch" he said as he grabbed my boxers and rapidly pulling them down and off me.

Immediately my boner bounced up, almost touching my lightly haired pubic area causing Leanne to giggle at the sight and the others just to stare at what had just been exposed. I meanwhile stood there naked and blushed so profusely that my skin felt like it could cook an egg!

"Start jerking off' Tiffany ordered,

"I can't, I just can't, please don't make me" I blustered out

"You will unless you want Brady to bash you" Nichole responded

"Start rubbing now!" Tiffany ordered.

Slowly, ever so slowly, between my sobs I began rubbing my already erect penis.

"Faster Trent, do it faster," demanded Tiffany."

I reluctantly picked up the pace as my body again burned bright with humiliation. My fingers curled around my shaft and moved quicker and quicker. As I stroked pre-cum squeezed from the tip of my penis just like I had seen with Brady and smeared over the head and hard pusating shaft of my penis. I began stroking and fondling my scrotum and balls with my other hand just like Brady had done as the feelings of pleasure flooded through my groin and I began to forget momentarily where I was and who was watching me perform this most private of private acts.

I didn't know where to look as my penis throbbed accompanied by a delicious feeling in my groin whilst my muscles clenched, and one small shot of watery semen burst from the head of my penis, like a shot from a cannon and onto the dirt floor followed by a couple of litlle dribbles as I let ot a gutteral moan of relief and pleasure.

"That all your capable of Trent? What a dissappointment you have proven to be" Tiffany scorned. "Get dressed and be gone. In future remember who's in charge here and when I, Nicole or Leanne ask you to do anything in the future you will do them instantly without question and with haste just like Brady does otherwise Brady will bash you!. Oh and rest assured some of those things I ask of you to do will involve you being naked."

I noticed Brady blush at Tiffany's comment as I hurredly dressed and exited from the clubhouse to the laughter and derision of the three girls.

Within a few weeks Tiffany and the girls had called me back alone to the clubhouse and informed me that they had noticed my friend from school, Steve Palmer who lived a few blocks away hanging about with me in my street.

"Leanne likes the look of the little guy, Even though he doesn't look it, I believe he's the same age as you, so we want you to get him naked before us so we can see what he's got" Tiffany blatantly informed me

'How can I do that? I haven't even seen him naked myself. He's a real modest sort of guy. He'll never just agree to be naked and if we force him naked he will tell for sure" I informed them.

"We have a plan. We have done a bit of research about Steve through some of our younger female club members and we have come up with a plan for you to trick Steve into being naked as he acts as your witness and assistant whilst you strip naked before us as pay back of the bet you lost when I beat you in the bike race today" Tiffany informed me.

"But you didn't beat me..."

"Are you dense or what?" Tiffany blasted at me as the other two girls giggled at her comment.

"Oh yeah I get it, it's a made up story" I replied.

"Derrrr" replied Leanne.

Their plan was going to be embarrassing for me. There was no doubt I was going to be naked in front of the three girls again and in front of my best friend Steve. Just as I had never seen him naked, he had never seen me naked either!

There was also no guarantee in the girl's plan that Steve would end up naked. He might sense danger and make a run for it. If he tried to escape I doubted if the girls would try to stop him. Their plan was to trick him into being naked not restrain him and strip him. They hoped he would take his role as my assistant and witness very seriously and when their engineered crisis came, that he would not suspecting personal danger and humiliation try to escape but instead stay with me, his best friend, to support me before the girls. Of course if he did stay with me, he was a very likely doomed to being exposed!

Even though I had been naked before the girls on that one previous occasion my nervousness at having to tell Steve about my loss to Tiffany in a fictitious bike race and the consequences of that loss was far greater than that embarrassing time, so much so that I was actually shaking as I braced my self to tell Steve.

Steve laughed at me when I confessed that I had lost to Tiffany in a bike race. I felt so small and his laughing only made me fell worse, it was as if I was a disgrace to the local male population. When I went on to tell him that the bet for the race had been that the looser strips in front of the winner his laughing turned to raucous uncontrolled spasms. There were tears in his eyes he laughed at me so much.

"You mean you have to get naked in front of Tiffany Anson' Steve managed to get out between laughs.

"Yeah,... I have to stand totally naked in front of her and let her inspect me!" I informed Steve.

He may have been laughing at me but he was also aroused somewhat at the thought of my upcoming trauma, because I noticed his pants were slightly tented.

"Man that is going to be so embarrassing, she is probably just kidding, don't do it. She can't make you" Steve responded.

"Oh she's not kidding, you know Tiffany well enough to know she never kids. She means it alright. If I don't front she's going public about my humiliating loss and she's got Brady Lamont lined up to bash me if I don't keep my promise. I really thought I would beat her and get to see her naked, didn't think a girl would beat me!" I elaborated to Steve.

"Fuck your in the shit, Lamont is such a fucking bully, glad it's you having to do this and not me. You're going to be so fucking nervous stripping naked in front of Tiffany Anson. At least her two leaches, Nicole and Leanne won't be there to see your humiliation" Steve replied.

"But they are, that's the problem" I informed him.

"What, you have to be naked in front of Leanne Penn and Nicole Brealey as well as Tiffany Anson?" Steve exclaimed.

"Yeah unfortunately! They are Tiffany's witnesses to the fact that I showed up and also Tiffany's protection so she is not alone with a naked guy. When I protested that two witnesses were not required, Tiffany just told me it wasn't negotiable, I'd lost, so I had to suffer the consequences. She said there was no way she was going to be alone with a naked boy, though she did relent a little and told me I could bring my own witness so I too felt safe and to ensure that there was no cheating."

So … , Penn and Brealey get to see me naked too, but at least I can have a friend there to witness that I did carry out my promise' I said.

Steve said nothing so I braced my self and asked.

"Would you accompany me as my witness?"

Steve blushed a little but said nothing for quite a while before finally replying, "Umm I dunno Trent, sounds embarrassing to me".

'Please Steve, I need a witness and you're my best friend. I don't trust anyone else to witness this except you. Don't make me go alone. Besides it's me that's going to be embarrassed not you, or if you are, your embarrassment will be nothing like how embarrassed I will be" I replied.

His pants were still tented, in fact slightly more so if anything. He though about my request for a while, it was probably only a few seconds but it seemed a lot longer before he nodded his head and agreed.

"Ok I guess that's what best friends are for, but I'm sure glad it's you not me. You positive you don't mind me witnessing your humiliation and that all I have to do is witness that you do it?" Steve asked.

Well of course I did mind him witnessing my humiliation, but that was not the answer I needed to give. I also needed to be careful as to what he was going to be doing!

"You're my best friend, who else could I trust to keep what you see a secret? The girls told me I can have a witness to ensure they do not cheat and that the witness can assist in helping me get naked, by guarding my clothes, making sure they don't get pinched" I carefully explained.

He shrugged then smiled, but I was sure the tent in his pants though not big had grown somewhat bigger again. "Guess I can do that" Steve replied.

The appointed afternoon was set for two days time once I confirmed to Tiffany that Steve was coming. At the appointed time Steve rode his bike over to my place and we walked the block to the woods. He looked as nervous as I felt. I was sure he suspected nothing untoward, he was just a very modest sort of guy and doing anything like this was new to him.

Brady Lamont was on guard outside the shack. He just smirked at me as we approached and told me the girls were inside waiting. I noticed him eyeing Steve up, but he said nothing to him.

When I entered the main room Leanne locked the door behind us. My eyes took a few seconds to begin to adjust to the dimmer light inside. As my eyes adjusted I looked around. Against the northern wall of the large room a make shift throne had been constructed consisting of an old discarded lounge chair placed on three timber pallets. Tiffany was enthroned upon it from where she could inspect the persons assembled before her. Nicole was standing to her left and Leanne moved over and stood to her right.

I introduced Steve to the girls. They had seen him around; but they had never lowered themselves to actually speak to Steve as he was a younger guy.

Steve had a very young looking face with neat sandy blonde hair and vivid blue eyes. He was slim and short, standing at 5 feet 2 inches and weighing 90 pounds. He was very athletic and had the cutest smile. Steve was 6 months older than me and would turn 13 in 4 months. I was however two inches taller and weighed a little more than Steve and defiantly looked older than he did.

Tiffany curtly welcomed Steve and then made him promise to act all afternoon as my witness and helper and not to tell anyone of what he witnessed unless he had to do so to confirm that I had carried out my side of the bet. Tiffany added in the word 'helper' as well as witness to the promise but Steve did not pick up on this and promised to do just as Tiffany had asked.

Tiffany then launched into the speech she had practised with me. She informed me that I was to go into the second room and remove all my clothes. She informed Steve that he was to assist me as my witness and should take each item of clothing as I handed it to him, fold it and place it in the far corner of the second room where it would be the furthest distance away from the big room and thus as safe as they could be kept whilst I was naked.

Tiffany told Steve he was to stand in that far corner and take my clothing and that I was to face him and the corner whilst I undressed, ensuring nothing of my privates could be seen from the door by any of the girls till it was the time of their choosing to see me naked.

Steve looked uncertain about his role but before he had time to say anything, Nicole and Leanne moved away from Tiffany, Nichole taking my hand and Leanne Steve's and moved us into the second room and across to the far corner. Leanne placed Steve in the corner facing back towards me as Nichole positioned me in front of him.

"Start undressing Trent as soon as we leave, take everything off down to just your underpants. Steve, as Trent's witness, it's your job to call out to Tiffany when he's down to his underpants and let her know. She will tell you both what to do next after that" Nichole instructed, then turned and with Leanne and left the room.

This whole charade may have been a trap to ensnare Steve naked but it also involved me being naked in front of my best friend for the first time. I could feel myself blushing as I bent down and removed my joggers and socks and handed them to Steve one at a time.

Nervously Steve took them and as instructed and placed them behind him into the corner. Each time as he turned, I noticed the slight bulge in his pants. He was at least partially aroused!

Next I removed my white tee shirt and then slid my black shorts down. I had chosen to wear the plainest boxers I owned. A pair of beige striped cotton boxers with a dark brown waist strip.

Steve's eyes were averted from my nearly naked body but when he thought I was not looking I am sure he took a peek.

I had suspected that Steve would be very shy and modest about seeing me undress and confided my concern to Tiffany, so she had come up with a plan which she hoped would force Steve to get involved. The plan of course involved added humiliation for me!

Being down to wearing just my boxers, Steve did as he had been told, "He's down to his boxers" Steve called out to Tiffany.

"Good! Now listen carefully both of you" Tiffany commanded, "I want this to be as embarrassing as possible for Trent so that he suffers the most for loosing to me. Also I don't want to see any of Trent's puny little boy stuff till he is standing right in front of me. So this is what is going to happen. Trent you put your hands on your head. Steve as Trent's witness you're his helper, so when his hands are on his head you pull his boxers off. That will add a lot to my plan to have him embarrassed as much as possible by today's activities."

"Umm I don't …. " Steve began to say in protest but was cut short by Tiffany who continued.

"When Trent's naked in front of you Steve and you have put his underpants away, let me know he's naked and I will tell you what I want done with Trent, so that when he walks in to stand naked in front of me, I don't see his privates till I am ready" Tiffany concluded.

I kept quite. I knew this was coming. Knowing however made it no less humiliating or embarrassing. In fact it seemed to make it worse!

Steve however looked scared and the red blush that had swept across his face indicated to me that he was far from happy with what Tiffany had just asked of him.

"I don't want to pull his boxers down" Steve called out.

"And why not?' Tiffany asked, "You're his witness, his helper, his best friend! You agreed to help as his witness and helper now your reneging. That's not what good friends do Steve. You promised to witness and help. Now you want to quit? If you don't want to do it, that's fine, but you have to leave. You promised to witness and help, if you won't keep your promise you can't stay here. Leave now and abandon Trent to us, unprotected by his so called friend".

Tiffany's ferocious attack had its desired effect. I could see it in Steve's face. He didn't want to remove my boxers but he was feeling guilty. I'm sure his mind was in turmoil. He was embarrassed to be made to do this, yet in another way I am sure he wanted to see me naked. It's a normal human condition isn't it! I had the same feelings about seeing him naked. I hated the fact the girls were forcing me to do this yet I was aroused at the thought of finding out exactly what my best friend looked like naked.

When Steve made no immediate reply, Tiffany from the other room asked, "Well are you leaving or helping your best friend?"

"I promised I'd help Trent and I will, but do I have to take off his boxers" Steve pleaded.

"You're his helper and that included doing what ever I order to help him as part of his payback for loosing the bet. That's what you promised to do. I understand Steve that you don't want to embarrass your friend but it's not you embarrassing him, it's us. He lost and he has to pay off his bet. Your just helping him do what ever he has to do as part of that, ok?" Tiffany replied.

" ... ok" Steve replied quietly.

I put my hands on my head as ordered and slowly Steve reached across to the waistband of my boxers. I was trembling slightly with nerves and I could feel my face burning a deep red as Steve's hands touched the waistband of my boxers, his fingertips digging in under the elastic and then pulling it out as he got a firm grip before he slowly lowered my boxers, slowly, ever so slowly revealing my naked genitals to his eyes for the first time.

Steve wasn't looking at my groin. He appeared to be as embarrassed as I was. There was a terrible period of silence, a period during which Steve reached down as I lifted my feet and removed my boxers leaving me totally naked.

"He's naked" Steve called out to Tiffany.

"Good, good. Is he blushing?" Tiffany asked.

I was blushing I could feel it, but her comment made me turn crimson from utter humiliation.

Steve chuckled then replied, "Very much so". As he said this his eyes drifted down to my groin. There was no doubt he was checking me out for the first time. Taking in the sight of my sparse scattering of pubes, my short skinny 3 _ inch erect penis and my plump but not descended ball sack.

He looked impressed, almost envious, I think I was more developed than he expected.

"You've got pubes!" Steve whispered, it was a statement not a question

"Yep, for the last four months or so" I whispered back proudly.

He said nothing further but a slight smile crept across his face. He was enjoying my humiliation and embarrassment despite himself.

"Excellent" responded Tiffany to Steve's comment on my blushing, "That's what I want to hear. I want Trent blushing more than he has ever blushed before. This is going to be so humiliating for him. I bet he is glad you stayed to help him through this day".

I nodded my confirmation to Steve, trying to reinforce to Steve that I appreciated him being there with me.

"Ok Steve the next thing I need you to help Trent with is to ensure that the girls and I don't see any of his privates till I order him exposed. So what I need you to do is cup both your hands over his boy parts so they are covered whilst Trent keeps his hands on his head. Then when you are ready both of you walk out here, you walking beside him making sure your hands are cupped tightly over his privates, keeping him covered so we do not see anything till I tell you take your hands away. If I see any bit of him you will have failed in your job as helper and will find yourself naked beside him if you spoil our fun" Tiffany ordered.

I could see Steve was real uncomfortable with this. I guess however his previous conversation with Tiffany had left him with nowhere to manoeuvre except walk out and leave me.

I knew he wouldn't do that now!

Slowly, ever so slowly Steve bought his hands over to my groin and cupped them over my penis and balls. At first he left a gap and didn't actually touch me, but I whispered that the girls would see me before Tiffany gave the order for me to be exposed if he left his hands where they were, so reluctantly he bought his hands in so tightly that in covering my throbbing penis and balls he was actually touching them.

It tickled slightly. I had never been touched on the naked skin of my genitals before. Tiffany's plan however was that I would react as if I was very ticklish in this area. When the girls had quizzed me and others about Steve I had mentioned that he was a very ticklish guy. You could reduce him to a crumpled heap on the ground by tickling him almost anywhere you choose on his body. I had never tickled his genitals even through clothing of course, though occasionally I had playfully punched softly at his groin as guys our age do.

I deliberately squirmed and burst out laughing, pleading for Steve to stop tickling me.

My reaction caught him by surprise. He had often tried to extract revenge on me for all the times I had tickled him to little or no success. I wasn't very ticklish anywhere, except the soles of my feet and he had never discovered that secret. Now all of a sudden he had me at his mercy.

"What's going on in there" Tiffany asked.

"H … h … he's tickling me" I spluttered out.

"Steve, stop tickling Trent" Tiffany ordered.

"I didn't mean too. I didn't know he was so ticklish around his privates, all I was doing was covering him up so you didn't see him naked till you gave the order" Steve explained.

"Thanks to you Tiffany, Steve now he knows the only place I'm ticklish and that I'm only ticklish on the naked skin, I'm suspect I'm in for it big time after this. Steve has been seeking revenge for all the times I have tickled him and now he knows the secret he can get his revenge" I added reinforcing the situation that was planned to bring about Steve's downfall.

"Do I care?... No, so get on with it you two and stop mucking about" Tiffany ordered.

Steve had withdrawn his hands when I reacted to the tickling sensations but now he again cupped his hands tightly over my penis and balls. I squirmed as if I was suffering greatly from the tickling sensation and I felt Steve's fingers move about just ever so slightly, he was obviously relishing this new power he had just discovered over me.

"We're ready to come out" Steve called out to Tiffany.

"Good, bring him out Steve and be careful. If the girls or I see Trent's privates before I order them exposed, you will be joining him naked!" Tiffany asserted.

I felt Steve's fingers twitch involuntarily on my groin when Tiffany mentioned him being naked.

We walked slowly out into the main room. It was an awkward procession. I had my hands on my head and Steve was walking crab like beside me struggling to maintain his hands clasped over my groin. This task was made all the more difficult because I was pretending to be in distress due to the tickling sensations Steve's fingers were causing me. I squirmed and almost crumpled to the floor just like he was prone to do when tickled on a couple of occasions.

These actions were supposed to expose me prematurely but Steve somehow managed to keep me covered, forcing his hands tightly against my groin. So in desperation with Tiffany's plan nearly foiled by Steve's skilful covering of my groin,

Therefore I squirmed with renewed vigour. Steve as he had done before clasped me tight, but now knew what he would do, so as soon as he did this, I reacted as if the increased pressure was an extreme form of tickling and laughing uncontrollably whilst crumpling fully to the dirt floor, copying the motions I had seen Steve perform on the numerous occasions I had caused this to occur to him in the past.

Before Tiffany and her two Lieutenants I was laying naked on the floor. Steve was momentarily left standing above me before be bent over and attempted to again cover my exposed groin with his hands.

"No Steve, no more tickling please" I begged as I deliberately moved my genitals away from his hands.

"I told you to keep him covered and to stop tickling him" Tiffany bellowed at Steve.

"I … I …. I …. I didn't mean to, and I certainly didn't mean to uncover him. I can't help it if he's super ticklish down there" Steve replied nervously.

"Yes you could have, I think you deliberately tickled him to get revenge" Nichole answered back.

"You spoilt the moment for us" Leanne added

"I told you what the consequences would be if you failed to do your job properly" Tiffany thundered. Seeing as you spoilt Trent's naked unveiling by tickling him that much that he pulled away from you, you can take all your clothes off too, right this instant.

Steve mouth was agape and he stood there momentarily stunned by Tiffany's order. It didn't take him very long however to recover his thoughts and when he did he asserted, "No way you're making me get naked. I'm only the witness, you can't make me!" Steve defiantly replied.

"Then go. Leave, no ones stopping you. Trent will just have to suffer added punishment for your failure.

Steve made a movement towards the door.

"Please stay with me" I begged.

He hesitated momentarily but then again began to move towards the door. I thought the plan had failed.

"Please!" I pleaded.

"Some friend you've got Trent. Steve's more concerned about his precious modesty than he is about you!' Tiffany added.

As if stung by her comment and moved by my plea, Steve stopped, turned back to me and said, "If I stay, you owe me big time Trent!"

"If you stay and suffer with me, I know I will owe you big time, so when this is over you can name whatever you want as payback and if I can manage it, I will do it. Hand job, blow job you just name it, I'll do it!"

Steve's mouth again fell agape with shock.

"What? No…. no I didn't mean that. Shit no, I just meant you owed me general like, not things like that!" Steve responded as a renewed blush swept across his face.

"Great idea Trent! Yes I like it, I really like it!" Tiffany enthusiastically responded. When Steve's naked you can give him a hand job. I will think about the blow job but your suggestion will really embarrass you, much more so than anything I already had thought up for today"

"No it's alright I don't want a hand job. I don't even want to be naked" Steve pleaded.

"Listen Steve how many times do I have to tell you dumb boys. I'm in charge here this afternoon. I say what can and can't be done."

"But …. " Steve began to protest.

Tiffany cut him off, "No buts, Do what I order or leave. Now just a moment ago you decided to stay, so that means you do as I say, no buts about it! Ok?"

"Umm well, ok" Steve sighed with resignation

"Well get on with it then" Tiffany ordered when Steve made no effort to begin undressing.

Steve looks younger than his nearly 13 years. I hoped that those boyish looks that I found very appealing were just looks and that he had a penis and balls as big as Brady's. The girls and I had all wondered when we planned this if Steve's small stature hinted at the fact that he was only in the early stages of puberty. Leanne had theorised that you could tell a boy's dick size by the length of his middle finger and noted that Steve has short fingers. Nichole said a better method was that you could tell a guys cock size by his foot size. I hoped for Steve's sake that that wouldn't be the case. His fingers were short and he had small feet, a couple of sizes smaller than my own.

With a groan of humiliation Steve kicked off his flip flops beginning the process of his exposure. Soon we would all know just what secrets Steve had kept hidden. My already erect penis was twitching and throbbing with added arousal at the though of seeing Steve naked.

"Thanks for staying, I really appreciate it" I whispered quietly to Steve, encouraging him in this ordeal.

He raised his head momentarily and gave me a brief nervous grin then returned to the task at hand, removing his clothes.

Steve was standing with his head down, and appeared to be almost sobbing as he forced himself to unbutton then remove his shirt. His hands were trembling as he fumbled with his shirt buttons but finally he was standing bare chested before the girls and next to me.

At 12 years and 8 months Steve as expected had no chest hair and I had not noticed any signs of pit hair when Steve lifted his arms to remove his shirt.

"Get a move along Steve; we don't have all day" Tiffany taunted. Steve didn't answer.

Steve reached down and fumbled with his belt before loosening it and then unzipping his fly, then pulled his pants down and off.

Steve still looked like he was about to cry as he stood next to me red faced with embarrassment facing the girls.

He was now naked except for his blue boxer shorts.

Just as Steve was about to grasp the waistband of his boxers, Tiffany said, "I have a great idea to add to this show, Steve, put your hands behind your head and don't you dare try to cover up your privates or I'll personally spank you with your own belt."

Steve placed his hands reluctantly on his head as Tiffany continued with her instructions, "Trent you pull his boxers off!"

Steve groaned and shut his eyes as I reached over and pulled his underpants down.

The girls gasped then giggled as they got their first look at Steve's naked genitals. By the looks on their faces it was easy to see that all three girls were disappointed with what they saw. Perhaps they were comparing Steve to Brady, but even I had a lot more to show than Steve now revealed.

Steve wasn't only in the early stages of puberty as the girls had thought; in fact he hadn't started at all! He didn't have any pubic hair, and his scrotum was a tight wrinkled patch pulled up tight into his groin, making his small marble sized balls hardly discernable. His skinny circumcised penis was erect and sticking almost straight out at no more than 3 inches.

In Steve's defence, despite his lack of development, he still looked as cutest as, standing there blushing in all of his prepubescent naked glory. I Leanne moved over to Steve and grabbed his little erect penis, "You sure weren't hiding much were you? Still I guess I don't really blame you for your modesty when this is all you have" she said.

As Leanne examined Steve's genitals with her fingers a moan from Steve could be heard. Was it pleasure or pain? I was not sure. Leanne pulled on his penis and stroking it until Steve was letting out regular moans of pleasure.

Leanne's pleasure was however soon cut short by Tiffany who said, "Lets get back down to business. We are here to have Trent repay his debt. Steve managed to spoil his unveiling however I guess his own nakedness part ways makes up for that."

When Tiffany planned this day her discussions hadn't touched on what would happen if and when Steve was naked. I could feel the nervous tension within me building. Knowing Tiffany she had plans for both Steve and I.

"I like your hairless look Steve, yet Trent has some pubes and he's 6 months younger than you. A guy who looses to a girl shouldn't have the signs of manhood and a guy who is younger than you shouldn't have pubes" Tiffany pronounced.

With that Tiffany sent Nicole over to the cupboard near the entry door and from there she removed a black plastic shopping gag. I suspected what was in the bag and as soon as Nicole returned my suspicions were conformed. A safety razor, shaving cream, scissors and a face towel were laid out on the plastic bag on the dirt floor before me.

"Steve, your Trent's helper, so it's going to be your job to make him a hairless little boy just like you are. Trent, I want you to lie down on the floor on your back with your legs spread wide so Steve can get to your little patch of pubes more easily", ordered Tiffany.

I could feel my face burning red with humiliation as I shakily got down and spread my legs as obscenely wide as I could manage. I didn't have hair on my scrotum and there was really only hair in a small semi circle above my penis so I don't know what was achieved by making me spread my legs. I suspect Tiffany had me do it because the position heightened my embarrassment.

"Steve since he's really only a little boy, grab the scissors, trim the few paltry hairs he has, then spread the shaving cream and shave him bald around his dick and balls" Tiffany instructed.

Hesitantly but with a gleam in his eyes, or was it a tear, I do not know, Steve knelt down beside me and taking up the scissors began trimming my sparse scattering of shortish 1 inch long dark brown pubes that were proudly covering a small semi circle about a _ inch deep above my penis. There wasn't much hair there and soon what I did have was reduced to stubble.

Next Steve began applying the shaving cream around my pubic area then he picked up the safety razor in his hand and began scraping it methodically across my pubes, removing the last vestiges of my once proud symbol of maturity and manhood.

As he did this, Steve's other hand held my penis up and away from my body and the razor. I was so distressed at loosing my prime symbol of manhood, my pubes, that I just sobbed quietly from the abject shame and embarrassment of the situation I found myself in. It only took a short while for all the signs of my growing manliness to be removed. There was poetic justice in my shame and humiliation I guess. I had done this to get the sexual satisfaction of seeing my best friend naked and to avoid Brady Lamont. Steve seemed to have enjoyed denuding me of my pubes, payback big time for me assisting in getting him naked.

"Keep your legs spread apart Trent. I want Steve to give you a hand job to end this show. I want to see if you have anything in those balls" Tiffany asserted.

I continued to lay on the dirt floor, flat on my back, naked as the day I was born. My penis had gone flaccid after my shaving and now lay limp on my stomach. My arms were at my side, my fingers nervously twitching.

Steve hesitantly reached down with his right hand and nervously began to fondle and squeeze my penis. Almost instantly these manipulations had an effect on my penis and again it began to erect. As it did so, Steve began to rub the head of my penis and gently tugged and squeezed the shaft, whilst fondling my balls with his other hand. He was good at this and then I realised that he had had practice. Steve must masturbate in secret just like I shamefully did. Maybe, just maybe I can remember thinking as I lay there, that doing this was a more common practice than I had previously thought.

As Steve stroked away at my penis and fondled my balls I felt a pulse starting to run through my genitals. Having another guy jerk you off was extremely arousing despite the situation and the observers. As the sexual tensions grew within my groin my jaw opened slightly and locked, my vision seemed impaired with stars and my breathing quickened very noticeably as I clenched my hands and curled my toes until finally I let out a guttural moan as the absolute sexual pleasures of an orgasm overcame me

A small amount of clear semen shot out of the dark pink head of my throbbing penis. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced to that time. I felt totally exhausted and for a while I just lay there, hot and sweaty ignoring the girls and Steve, panting until my senses returned and feelings of humiliation and shame from being masturbated and made to ejaculate in public overcame me.

The girls let us dress after that and soon allowed us to leave.

Steve never called in the favours I owed him for staying and in fact to my ongoing sexual frustration never mentioned that afternoon to me ever again. When a few weeks later, then a couple of months later and finally a year later, I tried to broach the subject with him, he simply replied, "Lets not go there" and changed the subject!

The End