NO WAY BACK

BY KEN CRAVEN

Part 1

Chris woke up early that morning. He had just recently turned
twelve and today was the first day of school and he would now be
in the seventh grade. Which also meant that he would also be
starting at the senior school of the private high school for boys
that he attended. The junior school had grades one to six, and
the senior school had grades seven to twelve. Although the senior
school was directly next to the junior school, in fact they
shared the gym and sports facilities, to Chris it still felt like
he was starting at a totally new school.

As he rubbed his eyes, he remembered the past school year and
hoped that this one would not be as bad. Last year in the sixth
grade had been hell. The summer before, his best friend in the
whole world had moved and Chris wasn't close to anyone else. So
all year last year he had felt alone and the constant teasing
from a number of the kids in school didn't help either.

While Chris was a cute red haired kid, he was physically immature
for his age, which made it all too easy to tease him. Although he
had recently turned twelve he could easily be mistaken for a ten
year old. His body was slender, without being skinny, and his
belly flat. His young body was as smooth and hairless as a baby's
bottom. But to make things worse, Chris's penis also attracted
attention and ridicule whenever he was in the showers after gym
class. Even when it was soft his short two inch circumcised penis
stuck out horizontally from his smooth hairless groin, like he
had a mini hard on all the time. This made his the target of
endless jokes and taunting from the other boys about his
'permanent little stiffie.'

At times when he was embarrassed or cold his little penis shrank
until the shaft could not be seen at all, and the circumcised
seemed to stick directly out of his body. And no one, apart from
himself, had ever seen him erect, which wasn't a whole lot better
at just three inches long and still sticking straight out
horizontal. Chris was very aware of his own physical shortcomings
(so to speak) and this made him shy around other boys and he
tended to be a loner, set-apart from the other children around
him. The only person who he had ever felt accepted him was Matt,
but now Matt was gone. Chris didn't even know where he was
because Matt's family had just up and moved during that summer
and he didn't have a chance to tell Chris that he was leaving.

Now, Chris stood before the mirror which showed that he still had
not matured since school let out last year (except having grown a
half-inch or so). Chris knew that this school year would be just
like last year. Immediately Chris's mind went back to the
incident in the shower room on the last school day of last year,
where he and his classmates had been forced to shower after gym
class everyday. After gym showers was the greatest source of his
humiliation.

At the end of last year, on his last day of being in the six
grade, he had gym class. At the end of the class all the boys had
to take a shower before going to their next class (another school
rule). Chris always tried to be one of the last ones into the
locker room, so he wouldn't have to endure the teasing. But there
was always one person who waited for him, Steve.

Steve had been the thorn in Chris's side for several years now
and seeing Chris naked gave him all the more ammunition he needed
to tease Chris with. It seemed like almost every time Chris went
into the locker room, there was Steve waiting for him. Usually
Steve had already showered and was ready to return to class, and
the gym teacher never entered the shower room while there were
still boys showering, this was a school rule. So it was easy for
Steve to lay in wait for Chris's arrival.

Chris remembered one day near the end of last semester in the
shower room very well. As Chris entered the locker room, he went
to his assigned locker and began removing his clothes. First his
shirt, then his shoes and socks, then his gym shorts. Once he was
down to his underwear, Steve said from behind, "C'mon Chris, show
me that little hard dick of yours."

Chris tried to ignore him and started folding his gym clothes so
he wouldn't wrinkle them. The more Chris ignored him, the more
Steve was determined to get Chris's attention.

"Hey Chris, you won't be able to get your underpants off if that
tiny prick of yours is still hard!" Steve cruelly shouted.

Chris heard Steve approaching him from behind but he continued to
ignore the other boy. Steve finally was close enough that Chris
could feel Steve's breath from behind. Then, suddenly, Steve
reached from behind and grabbed one of Chris's little boy
nipples, pinching and twisting it with his index finger and thumb
as hard as he could until Chris yelped in pain. Then, without
another word, Steve reached out with his other hand and ripped
Chris's little white briefs from his body, which made the tearing
sound that only underwear could make.

Chris screamed in pain as the material ripped across his
genitals. Chris could feel his nuts getting mashed by the elastic
leg band as the tiny garment was torn from his body. Then, while
Chris was hunched over in pain both hands clutching his aching
balls, Steve grabbed all of Chris's clothes out of the still open
locker and ran out of the locker room at top speed. Chris tried
to run after him but was still in too much pain to keep up. Steve
ran directly to his locker and stuffed his victim's clothes into
the locker and locked it, grabbed his books and dashed out of the
locker room and went on to class.

Chris was left in the locker room with nothing to wear but his
hands cupping eleven year old hairless genitals and the tears
that misted his eyes. As Chris contemplated his options, he
sobbed at the thought of anyone seeing his naked body, it was be
too embarrassing for this very shy boy to handle. He walked
around in a circle for several minutes thinking of what to do
next. He could walk to the principle's office but if he did, he
would almost certainly be seen before he got there (the
principle's office being on the other side of the school). Chris
knew it would be hours before the coach ever came in but he also
knew that there were other Gym classes throughout the day and
that if he stayed there, he would be very humiliated. He could
always go out the back door of the locker room and run into the
woods some fifty yards away. From there he was sure he could make
it home through the woods, because his back yard, along with a
few other houses, started when the woods left off. There were
only two problems; the first one was that the woods was about
four miles across to his house; the second was the thoughts he
had of explaining to his mother why he skipped class and what had
happened to his clothes. And he desperately hoped his two younger
sisters were not home from school by the time he got there. But,
running home naked through the woods was the only way out that
could possibly leave him some dignity.

So, it was through the woods. As Chris fumbled around the locker
room looking for a towel or something that he could use to cover
himself, he heard the next group of boys coming in from gym class
and knew that this was his only opportunity to escape. So, it was
out through the showers and out the back door he went. After the
door closed behind him, Chris knew he'd be on his own. So, before
he let it close, he looked carefully to make sure there was no
one lurking behind the school in the small grassy patch that lead
to the woods. Once he saw that all was clear, he slipped out the
door, being ever so careful as to make sure it did not make the
loud slamming noise it always made when it was left to close on
its own, and ran the fifty yards to the safety of the woods.

Once in the woods, Chris looked behind himself to be sure that no
one had seen him or followed him. Looking back, Chris realized
that this particular part of the school grounds was obscured from
the classroom windows. Once reassured and relieved, Chris started
his long journey through the woods to his house.

Surprisingly, Chris felt exhilarated by the feeling of the soil
under his bare feet and the leaves brushing against his body as
he passed and especially against his naked penis and balls. He
was really enjoying his walk through the woods, being alone in
nature in his most natural state. He wondered if this is how it
felt in the Garden of Eden that his mother had told him about so
many times. 'Was this how things were supposed to be?' he
thought.

Continuing on the path, Chris felt relieved that no one had seen
him in his birthday suit. As he neared his house, he could see
the chain-link fence that surrounded his backyard. Luckily, it
was early enough in the day that Chris knew that the neighbors
were probably still at work.

Chris walked up to the fence and realized that he'd never tried
to climb a fence naked before. Actually, he'd never done anything
besides showering nude. As he stuck his foot in the fence to get
a grip to climb over, he put his weight on his smooth boyish feet
in the thin wire weave of the fence and winced with a tinge of
pain. As he put his other foot a little higher in the fence, he
again winced a little from the pain. As he got used to it, it
became easier though still very painful.

As he reached the top of the fence and swung his leg over to
begin his climb down the other side, he lost his footing. Chris
immediately fell with the fence pole and the points of the fence
between his legs. His balls were crushed under his own weight,
one on the fence pole and the other on one of the sharp points.
Chris yelled at the top of his lungs in pain. He fell off the
fence and down on the side of his backyard. Clutching his
testicles and groaning in pain, he rolled around in the grass,
forgetting completely that he was completely naked and he didn't
want to attract attention. Five minutes passed and finally Chris
was able to stand again and then he staggered to his house, up
the back stair and across the deck. Luckily his mom was not home
yet and his sisters were still at school. Chris fumbled under the
mat outside the back door and found the spare key. He then
unlocked the door and replaced the key so his mother wouldn't
know he had to use it.

But that was last year. Now Chris stood before his mirror,
looking at his small unchanged, prepubescent body remembering
that awful day and dreading the day ahead. As his mother called
him down for breakfast, Chris quickly dried off his short red
hair, still wet from his morning shower, and got dressed in his
school uniform of gray shorts, white short-sleeved shirt, and a
gray and red striped tie.

Once downstairs, Chris ate his breakfast, which consisted of
little more than a couple of Pop Tarts and a glass of orange
juice.

"Is that all you're going to eat?" asked his mom concerned about
his lack of appetite.

"Aw mom, I'm Okay!" came Chris's standard answer to his mom's
constant over- protectiveness.

At that moment, they were joined at the breakfast table by
Chris's two younger sisters. The first of the girls to arrive was
Karen.

Karen was eleven years old, a whole year younger than Chris, she
was nearly as tall as Chris and was just as slender. She had long
red hair that reached down to her shoulder blades at the back.
She was wearing her elementary school uniform which consisted of
a blue and white checked dress that covered nearly to her knees,
short white sox and black shoes. She was starting the sixth grade
this year. The top of Karen's dress fitted tightly enough over
her still flat chest to clearly outline her two sweet little girl
nipples as they pressed against the thin material. Those small
pre-pubescent cherry pips each surrounded by a small circle of
dark brown always seemed to show so invitingly through of her
thin school dress when she didn't wear anything under the dress,
which she seldom did. Her breasts were still completely unformed
so she didn't even need to wear a training bra yet. Recently it
seemed that Chris could help but notice his younger sister's
nipples nearly every day and he secretly longed to touch them.

As usual the last to the breakfast table was Lisa. The small
slender nine year old girl was dressed in the same uniform as her
older sister, and this year she was starting the fourth grade.
Lisa had long red hair just like her sister, and big brown eyes
that gave her small face a look of total innocence.

"Everyone has to eat breakfast before they got to the bus stop!"
their mom ordered.

"I'm done!" said Chris stuffing a piece of toast into his mouth.
He grabbed his backpack of books and headed outside to walk to
the bus stop.

As he headed down the path towards the street, his two sisters
called to him from the front door. "Wait up Chris! Wait for us!"

"Hurry up slow coach!" called Chris over his shoulder, not
slowing his pace and forcing his younger sisters to run to catch
up.

As usual Chris watched his sisters get on their bus safely, then
waited the extra five minutes for his to arrive.

As he sat by himself on the bus, he wondered what horror would
await him that day. Would Steve be waiting for him in the locker
room again? What if someone else saw him make that naked dash
home? Would they make fun of him? Shit, why do I have to go to
school at all? He pondered what the day would bring as he stared
vacantly out of the window of the bus.

The first thing he was aware of as he neared the senior school
gates was the noise, hundreds of kids shouting and laughing and
he suddenly realized how much bigger the senior section of the
school was compared to the junior school.

The first thing Chris saw was a large sign "New students this
way" with an arrow pointing left and so he and the others turned
and walked along several long corridors. More signs guided them
until eventually they reached an open door which had a "New
Students" sign on it.

As the boys pushed their way through this door Chris was aware of
the pressure of other bodies all trying to jam into the room
which seemed too small for the purpose. The pressure of so many
young boys' bodies didn't ease once he was inside, it was all too
obvious now that the room was nowhere near large enough to
accommodate all the new boys still piling in.

He found himself in the middle of the room which was now packed
full, and he could just make out a desk on a raised dais at the
front where a teacher was sitting patiently, waiting until all
the new boys had entered. There must have been around a hundred
boys in the room by now, and there were still a few pushing into
the room which was causing everyone to press forward even more to
make room for them. Chris held his backpack of books above his
head, like the few other boys who had packs were doing, so other
boys wouldn't be pushed against it and to allow more of the new
boys to fit in the over-cramped room.

As the boy behind him pushed forward, Chris stepped forward a
little to make room same but soon found himself pressing against
a blonde boy directly in front of him. So he tried to go back a
bit but found that the boy behind him was now pressing against
him and he couldn't go back. He now realized that he was stuck in
this very cramped position with eleven and twelve year old boys
pressed against him on all sides.

A teacher stood up and the low hum of conversation died as he
started to speak.

"Good morning boys. I'd like to welcome you to the senior school
and I know it's probably a bit confusing for you at the moment.
That's why we've got you all in here to start with. Once the rest
of the students have attended morning assembly and gone to their
classes we'll be able to sort you all out. So will you just
remain here for the present whilst I go to the assembly. I'm
sorry for the cramped conditions but it will only be for about
ten minutes. And please try not to make too much noise."

As he finished speaking the teacher walked to the door and left,
leaving the packed room of young boys to wait. After a few
moments of silence the hum of conversation started again. Chris
had few friends, so he was not surprised to find that he was
standing with boys he didn't know. 'Maybe this was an opportunity
for Chris to escape the bullying of his past', Chris thought.

He thought about starting a conversation with one of the other
boys when he became aware of a more serious problem. The squash
in the room meant that the back of the blonde haired boy in front
of him was pressed right against him and his ass was resting
against Chris's crotch. This was bad enough but the boy was also
moving slightly from side to side, presumably to get as
comfortable as possible in the crush of bodies, and as his ass
brushed over Chris's shorts he could feel his dick getting stiff.

'Oh shit, that's all I need', he thought and tried to back away
only to find his own rear was now pressing into the crotch of the
boy behind. He was well and truly stuck and desperately tried to
think of something other than his stiffening cock, which was now
pushing against his jockeys and shorts. There was also something
pressing against his ass now and he didn't take long to realize
that the boy behind him was having the same problem as he was and
it was a hardening boycock Chris could feel. He tried to keep as
still as possible, but even this didn't help as the blonde boy
was now pressed against him so much that he could smell his
freshly washed hair as well as his obviously newly starched
shirt. This coupled with the now fully hard organ pressing
against the rear of his shorts was enough to complete him getting
totally hard and the head of his dick was now pushing his jockeys
and shorts outwards and tight against the blonde boys ass.

Any minute he was expecting this boy to say something nasty but
instead the boy seem to increase the rubbing of his ass against
Chris's crotch and at the same time the boy behind started
pressing against him more firmly forcing his cock tight against
his Chris's rear.

It was only now he realized that what was happening was no
accident — it wasn't that he was stupid but he'd never been in a
situation like this before. Sure, at junior school he'd sneaked
furtive looks at his friend's little cocks when they were pissing
or in the showers but that had been more out of curiosity than
anything. And he'd never seen any of them hard. Now he had one
unknown boy's shorts-covered dick pushing hard against his ass
whilst his own stiffie was rubbing against some other blonde
boy's ass! Although he was nervous and a bit scared of this new
situation he also knew he was enjoying the experience and his
twelve year old body even started to respond. First by pushing
his ass back into the boy behind then pressing his crotch against
the rear in front as much as he could. All while trying to make
the movements seem accidental.

Then he felt a hand brushing his left leg.

Chris almost stopped breathing as the warm fingers stroked his
leg just below his shorts — it felt really good — but then they
started to slide upwards and he closed his eyes as they slipped
inside his shorts leg and moved up his thigh. Chris's knuckles
turned white as he tightened his grip on his backpack, which he
still held above his head.

Now the wandering fingers were just brushing the bottom of his
brief white jockeys, but almost before Chris realized the fingers
pressed into the top of his leg and slid under the elastic leg
band of his white cotton briefs.

Chris thought about saying something to make the hand stop. But
he didn't want to draw any attention to himself. Above all he
wanted to blend in, and making a fuss on the first day in front
of every boy in the seventh grade was definitely not a good idea.

The fingers had now moved further into his jockey's and brushed
against his small firm balls. Chris clenched his grip on his
backpack even tighter in a mixture of excitement and
helplessness, what was happening felt so good, but it shouldn't
be happening and he should do something to stop it. But he was
too embarrassed to make a fuss. He held his breath with
unexpected anticipation as the slowly moving fingers finally made
their first contact with his completely stiff three inch cock. A
thumb and finger were gently pressed against the sides of his
shaft before starting to slide up and down, brushing against his
sensitive, spongy cock head each time they completed their
forward motion. He had originally thought it must have been the
boy behind him who was daringly feeling his penis, but then
realized that he still had a stiff cock pressing against the rear
of his shorts so the hand must belong to someone else! But who?

Now the hand had changed its movements and was moving Chris's
cock from side to side causing the head to rub against the inside
of his jockeys at the point where the blonde boy's ass was
pressing hardest. The thought of there only being a few thin
layers of clothing between his dick and the ass in front of him
was making Chris's head spin and he was getting a strange but
nice feeling in his groin, and it was growing rapidly more
intense! Now the fingers had speeded up their movements causing
Chris's cock head to jerk as it was rubbed faster and faster
against the rough cotton and he didn't know how much longer he'd
be able to stand it as the sensations now radiating from his
penis were almost unbearable. The boy behind him was now grinding
against his shorts covered rear so hard that his cock was
pressing Chris's shorts and jockey's into the crack of his ass
cheeks. Then the sensations running through the aroused boy's
body got even more intense and he realized it felt a bit like he
wanted to piss, but also somehow far more exciting.

'Oh god! I'm going to piss myself' he thought, horrified. He
clenched his buttocks trying to stop himself from wetting his
pants, and tried to move away from the hand at his boyhood, but
he could hardly move an inch in the packed room. The intensity of
the sensations kept growing and his cock started throbbing wildly
in the mystery boy's hand. A wonderful sensation flowed from his
cock throughout his body. He immediately knew he hadn't pissed
himself as there was no wetness in his jockey's or shorts,
although his shaft was still throbbing and the fingers were still
rubbing his cock head hard against his clothing.

If it hadn't been so crowded Chris might have collapsed but the
pressure of the bodies around him fortunately prevented such an
embarrassing thing happening. It took all his control to stop
himself from moaning out loud as his slender body shuddered with
his preteen dry orgasm.

'Shit some kid jerked me off!' Chris thought still dizzy from the
experience. His slightly softening cock was still jerking as his
cum faded, when hand was whipped from inside his jockeys just as
the door opened and he heard the teacher calling for silence.

All through the twenty minute talk that followed Chris could
still feel the hardness of the boy behind him pressing into his
ass and before the talk was ended his own cock was starting to
stiffen again despite the amazing dry orgasm he had experienced
not so long before. He tried to ignore it and listened as the
teacher ended his 'pep talk'.

"Right, now you can have a break for half an hour and then you'll
be allocated your homerooms. There you will be assigned your
classes and classrooms. Oh and don't think your going to get this
easy a day usually, after today thinks are going to get a lot
harder".

Chris heard muffled giggling from the boys immediately next to
him and couldn't stop his face from flushing red with
embarrassment.

He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened as the room
started to empty and the sight of all the other eleven and twelve
year old boys in gray shorts and white shirts was all he needed
to attain another full hard on. He was already wishing they were
all staying in the room so he could hide his erection from view.
As he was leaving the room, Chris held his backpack in front of
his groin to hide his erection and hurriedly left the room.

This was the first time another person had ever touched his cock,
and he didn't even know who had done it. Could it have been the
blonde boy? Or was it one of the boys to the side? He couldn't be
sure. He realized that he would probably never find out.

As he got to the homeroom, Chris noticed that there were only two
seats left. One was next to some fat boy he didn't recognize and
the other was next Sam, a boy he knew from last year. Sam and
Chris hadn't really been all that good of friends but Chris
decided to avoid the awkwardness of meeting someone new and just
sit by Sam.

When Chris sat down, Sam immediately said, "Hey, Chris, what's
up?"

Sam had not yet turned twelve. But even though he was still
eleven, at least for a couple of months, he was one of the more
popular guys in the junior school, mainly because he was good at
sports, but also because he was quite good looking. He had an
angelic face, blue eyes, clear lightly tanned skin, wavy shoulder
length light brown hair, all combined with a very trim athletic
body.

Chris looked at this guy sitting beside him waiting for his reply
and said, "Hi Sam, how was your summer? Then, the teacher shushed
the class and took roll.

As the homeroom ended, all the kids checked their schedules and
left for their next class. Throughout the rest of the day, Chris
was happy to find out that Sam was in all but one of his classes.
He was also happy that the one class Sam wasn't in with him was
gym class. Chris didn't want Sam to see him naked.

When Chris got to gym class, he was hoping that Steve would not
be in the class with him. Chris walked in to the locker room to
change out for class. As Chris began to strip, a very familiar
voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Chris, that tiny cock of yours grow any stiffer during the
summer?"

Chris immediately knew who it was. It was Steve. Chris's heart
sank as he realized that Steve must be in the same gym class as
him. He would have to put up with Steve's teasing for yet another
year.

As Chris turned to face Steve, he noticed that Steve seemed
bigger than last year. Steve had grown quite a bit and had also
let his light brown hair grow out a bit which made him look a
little older than he was. All this maturity in Chris's rival was
going to make it even harder to take his constant teasing. Steve
pulled his gym shirt over his head and down his torso. He then
threw his street clothes into his locker which, to Chris's
horror, was right next to his.

The coach came into the locker room and yelled for everyone to
hurry up. Steve stood there, knowing now that Chris would have to
strip in front of him, at least to his underwear. Chris continued
to strip, taking his shoes and shorts off. Chris Samt down to
drop his shorts and as he stood up again his penis was in its
usual horizontal position with its circumcised head pressing
against the thin white material of his undies, and as always it
gave the impression of a very small erection. Seeing this Steve
started to giggle. "Is that thing still stickin' straight out?
Why don't you just tie it down with string or something?" Having
had his fun, Steve left the locker room still laughing at Chris's
humiliation.

As Steve left the room Chris thought he saw the small blonde kid,
who was standing in front of him in the assembly room earlier,
watching from the change room door, but as he turned to take a
closer look the boy disappeared behind the door. Finally left
alone Chris dressed for gym class in the school standard white
tee-shirt, white shorts and white sox and trainers.

Despite Steve being in the same class, gym was an uneventful
session of track and field practice, much to Chris's relief.
Afterwards all the boys flooded back into the locker room and
hurriedly stripped naked and rushed into the adjoining shower
room. Chris was last into the locker room and by then the rest of
the class was already in the showers and he could hear the
excited babble of boys voices as the showered in the next room.

He knew he could not put off the inevitable any longer and he
untied his trainers and kicked them off. Next he pulled off his
white sox, white tee-shirt and white shorts, the standard sports
uniform at the senior school. Standing only in his white jockey
undies Chris stood and hooked his thumbs into the elastic waist
band and hesitated, reluctant to be naked in front of other boys.

At that moment the sports teacher opened the door and said, "
Hurry up and get in the showers or you'll hold up the next
class!" He then quickly exited again.

Chris sighed and pushed his white undies down his tanned legs and
off onto the tiled floor. He then took a deep breath and walked
into the shower room with the other fifteen boys of his class. He
quickly found a vacant shower rose in one corner of the room and
he went to it and faced the wall as he stepped under the water
flow. He lifted his face up towards the shower rose and closed
his eyes as he let the warm water flow through his hair and down
over his naked body. The warm spray felt wonderful and refreshing
and he began to forget about his fears.

"CRACK!" the perfectly aimed end of a wet towel flicked out and
struck the underside of Chris's soft but still prominent penis,
an all too easy target the way it always stood out horizontally.
Chris yelped in surprise at the unexpected attack on his private
parts. He automatically doubled over, both hands clutching his
stinging penis. Before he could recover his composure hands had
grabbed him and dragged him into the middle of the shower room.
His wrists were then roughly seized and pulled in front of him.
He then felt thin rope of some type being wrapped around them,
tying them firmly together.

"Hey! Let go!" cried Chris finally finding his voice.

But no one seemed to be listening. Before he could say anything
else his tied wrists were being pulled up towards the ceiling
forcing him to stand up straight with his arms stretched over his
head. He looked up and saw that his wrists were tied and a loose
end of the rope was lopped over a water pipe near the ceiling and
then tied to a tap fitting on the wall.

He was now surrounded by the circle of nude laughing boys, all
staring at his slim naked body and pointing at his jutting cock.
Chris could feel their eyes on him and he lifted one knee and
tried to cover his privates with his thigh. But he only succeeded
in drawing more attention to his circumcised penis.

"Tie his feet!" called a voice which Chris was sure belonged to
Steve. Immediately hands grabbed his ankles and he felt rope
being tied to each. Chris tried to struggle but there were just
too many of them.

The next thing the frightened twelve year old boy knew was that
he was now firmly secured in the middle of shower room. His
wrists were tied together and pulled up over his head, and his
ankles were each tied to an iron drainage grill cemented into the
tiled floor, so that his feet were held about three feet apart,
spreading his legs wide. His slender naked preteen body was now
stretch out on full display for all the other kids in his gym
class to see.

As Chris looked around the circle he saw that some of the boys
had circumcised penises, and other had foreskins covering their
head of their cocks. Chris also saw that many of the boys were
holding their hands over their groins, trying to casually hide
their little erections.

"How come your cock is sticking straight out like that?" asked
one boy staring at Chris's two inch circumcised penis jutting
straight out horizontally and not laying down over his small
balls, and as usual attracting every ones attention.

"You have a really short boner!" said another boy.

"No he's soft still. He just always sticking straight out!"
answered Steve. "Even when its soft, go ahead and feel it!"

Before Chris could protest the boy stepped up and felt Chris's
soft cock. "Hey it really is soft!" he chirped excitedly to his
friends. As soon as he released Chris's soft cock, another hand
took its place, feeling the soft member. Then another boy moved
in to feel it. Soon there was a close circle of boys pushing for
their chance to feel the Chris's little cock. All this attention
was too much for the embarrassed twelve year old and he could
feel his cock beginning to harden as all these naked boys played
with it.

"Hey its getting hard!" came a excited cry from one boy now
feeling the growing preteen penis.

"He likes having his cock felt!"

"Maybe he likes us boys playing with it!"

This was just too embarrassing and Chris's face turned a deep
shade of red. Why was this happening to him?

"Step back everyone!" came Steve's loud commanding voice. And all
the boys immediately stepped away from Chris and formed a circle
around him again.

Get some wet towels!" added Steve and boys scurried off and soon
returned with a number of white towels that they handed around to
everyone. All the boys twirled them into sausage and then dipped
one end into the water laying on the shower room floor making it
heavy and wet.

"Wack his ass!" yelled a boy enthusiastically from some where
behind him.

"Wack his belly!" yelled a different boy off to one side.

"Wack his cock!" squealed another boy with rising excitement
straining his voice.

"Wack his balls!" yelled yet another.

"No don't!" Chris cried. But he had barely got the words out when
his naked preteen body was assailed by a rain of flicking wet
towels from all directions.

'SMACK!'

'SMACK!'

'SMACK!'

The towels stuck his taught slender young body on his soft belly,
on his firm round ass cheeks, and frequently under his stiff
cock, that stood out horizontal its full three inches making it
an all too easy target. Each time his sensitive cock was struck
it would swing up and 'slap' loudly against his lower belly, and
then drop back ready to be hit again. This produced a double
sound each time his cock was hit and then slapped up against his
belly.

'SMACK-slap!'

'SMACK-slap!'

'SMACK-slap!'

Many of the boys laughed excitedly as they watched this display
of boy penis acrobatics.

The towels continued their biting attack as the circle of over
excited eleven and twelve year olds assaulted their naked and
helpless victim. Soon his slender preteen body was covered in
small red blotches from where the stinging wet towels whipped
against his smooth skin.

Fortunately for Chris his tender young balls were spared from
most the onslaught. But behind him one of the boys had lined up
the crack of his ass that was pulled slightly open by the
position of his spread legs, exposing his small anus. The boy
took careful aim and fired his stinging wet towel tip at his
small puckered target. It struck home with amazing accuracy,
causing Chris to yelp and thrust his hips forward, away from this
painful attack on his most private hole. This sudden movement
forced his groin forward, making the next towel tip aimed at his
cock miss and hit his small balls instead.

Chris's eyes popped wide open and his mouth gaped in a silent
scream as the sudden pain had taken his breath away.

"Wow!" said one boy in awe. "That must have really hurt!"

The surrounding boys stopped their attack, all totally absorbed
in watching their victim's reaction to the cruel strike on his
tender young balls. Many of them clutched at their hairless
preteen balls in sympathy with their victim who was now moaning
in agony.

"That's enough!" commanded Steve. "Let's go and leave him here!"
With that all the boys began filing out of the showers, still
chattering excitedly to each other, leaving poor Chris hanging in
the middle of the shower room, his battered cock now shortening
to its normal soft two inches.

As the last of the other boys left the showers for the change
room, Steve stepped up close to Chris and began tickling his
small nipples, making them turn into hard little nubbins and also
making his cock return to full hardness again. Chris didn't
expect how good this felt and he let out a soft moan before he
could stop it.

"I think this is going to be a real fun year!" Steve said with an
evil smile, and to emphasize the point he reached down and gave
Chris's hard boner a very tight squeeze. He then flicked his
finger wickedly against Chris's unprotected balls making him gasp
with the sudden pain that seemed to move from his balls to the
pit of his stomach. Steve then left his victim and headed for
change room with the other boys.

"Hey wait! Guys wait!" Chris called after the boys as they all
quickly dressed and left the change room. "Hey wait! Don't leave
me here!" With his back to the door he couldn't see if they were
really leaving him there.

He heard the outer door to the change room close one final time
and he knew that they had left him tied and helpless. He wondered
when the next class was and if he was going to be stuck all day.
He was brought back from his worried speculation by a slight
noise from directly behind him. Chris was about to turn his head
to see who was there, when a towel was suddenly draped over his
head and the end wrapped around so that he could see nothing.

"Hey! Who's that?" he said loudly in surprise.

But he was quickly silenced by a hand suddenly reaching between
his spread legs and squeezing hard on his small hairless balls.

"Arrrghhh! All right stop please!"

A boy's voice, whispered to disguise its owner, and very close
behind him said, "Shut up or I'll rip 'em off!"

The vice-like grip on his tender boyhood released and Chris
struggled to breathe again. He knew he was totally at the mercy
of this unknown boy.

The whispered voice now said, "Feel this?"

Chris felt a small metal implement, probably a knife but he
couldn't be sure, touch the underside of his ball sac. His body
instinctively stiffened in fear. The point of the point of the
cold sharp metal was dragged lightly back across his balls and
into the crack of his ass, his spread legs allowing all too easy
access. The sharp metal was moved further back and its point
scrapped over his exposed anus making him shudder. He lifted his
bound and spread naked body up on his tip-toes, in an automatic
and useless attempt to escape the contact on his virgin anus. The
point played there for a moment, teasing the small sensitive
doorway, as if the boy holding the sharp object was considering
pushing it in, and then it moved on. Chris exhaled a sigh of
relief.

"Do nothing! Say nothing! And nothing bad will happen to you!"
continued the whisperer. "But if you cum in my mouth I'll cut
your balls!" As these last word were said Chris felt the point of
the metal blade scrape lightly along that line on his ball sac
that divides a young boys testicles. Then the sharp point scraped
lightly up the underside of erect penis and even across his piss
slit, making Chris's body shudder at both the sharp discomfort
and the horror of the dire threat. At least his fear was making
his cock soft again, and Chris was thankful.

Chris heard these words and their meaning only slowly started to
sink in. Was this boy going to put his cock in his mouth? Chris
had heard the term 'cocksucker' often in the school playground,
but he never really thought much about what it meant. He wanted
to cry out, to plead to be let go, but he was just too scared.

He heard the boy move around to be in front of him and then there
was silence for the next minute of so. He could hear the boys
breathing which seemed rapid and he realized that the boy was
probably jerking off in front of him.

Next Chris felt something touch each of his tiny nipples. The boy
was tickling his tipples! And Chris was surprised at how
sensitive they were and his inexperienced body shuddered in
response. No one had ever done this to him before. He could feel
his boy nipples harden and become rigid little nubbins on his
flat immature chest. As the boy continued to tickle them with
practiced finger tips, Chris could feel his body tingle all over,
especially between his spread legs and he felt his cock begin to
stiffen again.

After several minutes the nipple tickling stopped and Chris was
startled as he felt something warm and wet suddenly engulf his
once more rock hard cock. He couldn't believe it! Some kid was
sucking him off right here in the school gym showers on his first
day at school and there was nothing he could do about it. This
was his first ever anyone had sucked his preteen penis and just
like in that crowded room earlier today, he had no idea who it
was.

He now remembered the boy's words 'cum in my mouth and I'll cut
your balls!' Ho no!

Chris desperately tried to force his young body no to respond,
but the mouth sucking his cock knew what it was doing. The tongue
stroked the sensitive underside of his cock and occasionally
teased his ultra-sensitive piss slit. But try as he might, he
could not stop his preteen body from responding to the mouth
teasing and sucking the length of his now rock hard cock.

The boy continued to suck on Chris's sensitive boycock, and Chris
could feel finger tips tickling his small firm balls probing them
for the tiny eggs that they held close against Chris's body. At
the same time he could now also feel another finger tip trace its
way from his balls back between his spread legs and between his
ass cheeks. There it sought out his tiny hole and began to tease
and tickle it. This new touch was both unexpected and strange to
Chris. But he was more shocked when the finger tip pressed
painfully into his hole up to the first joint, and began to
waggle around inside his bottom. Just as surprising was that he
also found that this began to feel good.

Soon he was feeling the pressure build up in his groin and he
knew he was going to cum and there was nothing he could do about
it. He desperately tried to ignore the mouth on his cock, the
fingers on his balls and the finger in his bottom. He held his
breath and tensed all his muscles in his legs and belly trying to
force the approaching orgasm off. But it was no use.

"Ohhhh! Ahhhhh!" he groaned in final release as his taught young
body shuddered and his stiff cock began throbbing inside the
other boy's mouth. After a few more seconds of blissful orgasm
the mouth slid off his now softening member and Chris realized
what he had done. And he remembered what the other boy had
threatened to do if he did!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I tried not to, please don't hurt me," he
begged his unknown assailant.

The whispered voice said, "I warned you!" and gain Chris felt the
tip of the blade trace a path down the middle if his small balls
that hugged close and tight to his twelve year old body.

"No please don't! Pleeeease Noooooo!" Chris was starting to
become hysterical, his voice rising to a high pitched squeal.

Then the blade was removed. The next thing he knew was that the
rope holding his arms stretched up above his head suddenly became
loose and he could pull them down again. Realizing that the boy
hadn't hurt him, but instead had released him, Chris removed the
towel covering his head. But his attacker was already gone. For
the second time that day he had been made to cum and he had no
idea who had done it.

But Chris also knew that the next class would be in here soon, so
he quickly set to work untying his hands with his teeth. He then
Samt down and began untying the rope holding each of his ankles.

Just then the next class began flowing into the showers, to
Chris's dismay he saw that it was a class of about twenty fourth
graders from the junior school next door. They were all around
nine or ten years old. Of course, he remembered, the junior and
senior schools shared the same sports facilities. This was going
to be very embarrassing, so the hurried to free himself.

At first group of smaller boys all headed to separate shower
outlets, seeming not to notice the twelve year old in their
midst's. Chris stared around at the score of naked young boys.
Unlike the boys in his own year these younger boys from the
junior school seemed much more comfortable with being naked in
front their classmates. Two or three boys huddled under each
shower rose and they called out and laughed loudly as they soaped
up their own bodies and that of anyone else in reach.

Chris saw that about half were circumcised like himself, and half
had little tubes of foreskin dangling from their tiny penises.
All had balls that were so small and hugged so tight to their
bodies that they seemed nearly nonexistent. Also Chris couldn't
help but notice that a few had small but prominent little
erections that to Chris looked so cute on these skinny nine year
old bodies, all wet and streaked with soap foam, that he felt his
own cock begin to lengthen.

'Oh no, not now!' he thought. Closing his eyes to block the
arousing view, Chris desperately tried to quickly finish untying
himself.

Suddenly he heard a loud shrill voice yell out from somewhere
behind him. "Hey everyone look!" As one all the young boys turn
to face the Chris. "Did someone tie you up in here?" another
shrill young voice said.

Chris's face flushed red with embarrassment and he remained
silent as he removed the last of the rope holding him and stood
up and began heading for the change room.

"Look at the marks all over his bum!" chirped one youngster.

"Hey everyone look at his stiffie!" said another pointing at
Chris's still hairless groin.

Chris looked down and saw that his penis was sticking straight
out at its full three inch length and bouncing provocatively as
he walked. He immediately tried to cover it with his hands, but
its erectness made it hard to conceal.

"Hey look now he's jerking himself!" squealed another voice and
they all then laughed delightedly at the older boy who hurriedly
left the shower room and disappeared in to the change room. He
quickly found his clothes, which thankfully were still there, and
dressed.

The day was nearly at an end, and Chris felt to shaken to attend
any more classes today so he headed for the bus stop.

He only had to wait about fifteen minutes before the school
classes all ended and he soon saw Sam walking towards the bus
stop. He was happy to see Sam. During this first day, the two
boys had talked quite a bit and even ate lunch together. Chris
felt that he'd finally gained a friend. When their bus arrived
they got on and walked down the aisle of the bus took two seats
next to each other. Chris was more than happy to sit next to his
new and trusted friend.

While they rode home, the two boys talked about the day at
school, but Chris left out the incidents in the assembly room and
the showers after gym, he still hadn't come to terms with what
had happened to him.

"Would you like to come over to my house some time?" Chris asked
Sam casually but hopping the other boy would say yes. "My mom
usually isn't home until late so we can do whatever we want and
there's always some pizzas in the fridge."

Sam thought for a minute and said, "Can I come over tonight? My
parents are still on vacation and there's only the housekeeper
home, maybe your mom will let me spend the night. I hate being at
home by myself."

"I don't think mom will mind you staying the night, and I'm sure
she won't care if you come over."

"Great, I'll just get off the bus with you and then I'll call and
leave a message on my parent's voicemail."

******

The bus finally arrived at Chris's stop and the two boys got off.
As they walked down the street to Chris's house, they talked more
about the summer they'd had. Sam had spent the summer at home by
himself while his parents gallivanted across Europe. The boy's
got to Chris's door and he unlocked it. They walked in the door
of the house and Chris immediately threw his backpack on the
floor just inside the door and Sam followed suit.

"You want something to drink?" Chris asked his new friend.

"Yeah, a Coke would be great, thanks."

"No problem."

Chris fixed the sodas while Sam checked out his new surroundings.
The living room and kitchen sort of flowed together into one
large, rustic room. Sam noticed the pictures around him on the
walls and looked at the matched furniture sets and the
decorations all around. Chris noticed Sam's wonderment at the
neatly appointed house and said, "Oh, yeah, my mom's a decorator
in case you're wondering about the house. She likes to experiment
here first before she tries things anywhere else."

"It's cool. Your house looks great. I've just never seen anyone's
house look this nice before."

"Thanks. Hey, what do you want to do? Watch TV or what?"

"Well, do you guys have a computer?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you have the Internet"

"Yeah. Wanna fool around online for a while?"

"Sure, that'd be great. My parents won't let me have the Internet
because they think I'll get into trouble on it."

"Yeah, my mom was worried at first but she's pretty cool about it
now."

The two boys walked into the office where the computer was and
waited for it to boot up. Finally, Windows '98 popped up and
Chris clicked on the Internet icon. As they both anxiously
waited, the computer signed on and went through all the
preliminary crap of getting onto the Internet. Once online, Chris
fooled around with email for a couple of minutes and then asked
Sam what site he wanted to go to.

"Let me type it in," Sam said and Chris moved aside and let his
buddy have the controls. Sam typed in the address and waited for
the page to load. As soon as it did, Chris couldn't believe his
eyes. It was a page full of pictures of men and women having sex.

As Chris looked at the screen, his twelve year old virgin eyes
grew wide with disbelief. Sam looked over at his friend and
smiled. "Bet you never seen anything like this before, huh?"

"Ya know, your mom was right, you are going to get into trouble
on the internet," Chris said smiling clearly enjoy what he saw.

The friends laughed and continued looking at the pages of nude
adults. Then Sam typed in a new web address. When the page came
up, Chris's innocent eyes grew even wider, This page was also
full of nude pictures, but now they were of kids their own age,
and they were completely naked! Most were of boys between eight
and twelve years old, just standing around showing off their
hairless young bodies. Chris was amazed that in the pictures you
could see all their limp cocks and balls! Chris felt a stirring
between his legs and unconsciously began rubbed his stiffening
boycock.

Sam looked over at his friend, whose mouth was still hanging wide
open, and smiled at the effect this website was having on his
friend. He leaned forward and touched the keyboard instructing
the website to display the next page of pictures.

This new pictures were more advanced. Chris took them in with
intense interest. These pictures showed boys with hard erect
penises, and some showed two boys playing with each other cocks.
Chris was so engrossed with the images of young boys fondling
each other that he was unaware that he was squeezing his own
stiff penis. Sam could see that Chris liked seeing this stuff, so
he again clicked to another page. This time the pictures showed a
nine year old boy actually sucking a twelve year old boy's cock!

Chris couldn't believe his eyes. "Ohh wow!" he murmured not
realizing that he had even spoken aloud.

"This site is great isn't it!" said Sam still trying to gauge his
friends reactions.

Without stopping to thing about the implications Chris answered,
"Yeah! Its amazing!"

Sam decided to push his luck and see if Chris would play along.
"These pics always make my cock hard!" he said very
matter-of-factly as if it was a normal thing to say. "Yours too I
see," he added looking down at the tent in Chris's shorts.

Chris was suddenly brought back to reality. He tore his eyes from
the boys sucking each other on the screen and looked down at his
hand on his stiff cock. Noticing for the first time what he'd
been doing, he flushed red as he quickly removed the offending
hand from his groin. But this only exposed his tented shorts even
more. "Uh, yeah, I guess." he said while throwing both his hands
over his little erection, his face flushing even deeper red.

"Its Okay," said Sam. "My cock is real hard too." Then after a
nervous pause the eleven year old continued, "Would you like to
feel it?"

Chris wasn't sure if he'd heard his friend right. He had never
touched another boy's penis before, and not even a soft one. "Do
you mean actually touch it?"

"Its Okay," said Sam reassuringly and spreading his thighs wide
giving greater access to his tented shorts and inviting contact.
"Go ahead."

Chris reached out with a shaky hand and placed it over the peak
of the tent jutting up from Sam's lap. He could feel the round
head of Sam stiff cock through the thin material of his shorts.
Chris ran his fingers down the hard shaft of the boy's cock, then
encircled it with his fingers and began to gently squeeze it.

Sam leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, clearly
enjoying the sensations of the other boy feeling his cock.

The two preteen boys were so engrossed with each other that they
didn't notice the sound of the back door opening and closing.

Chris release Sam's shaft and ran his fingers over his balls.
Through the material of his shorts Sam's Balls seemed even
smaller than his own. Chris now began rubbing the boy's balls and
his erect penis with his open hand.

"Ohhhh-ahhhh! That feels great Chris!" Sam moaned quietly his,
eyes still closed.

Now Sam reached out a hand and placed it over the peak of the
tent in Chris's shorts. Chris was startled by this intimate
contact but he didn't stop it. Nor did he stop rubbing Sam's
groin. Chris could feel Sam's fingers grasp his hard cock and
start pumping them up and down the shaft.

Karen wandered into the office and was about to speak when she
saw her brother and some new kid she'd never seen before fondling
each other between their legs. Karen stood open mouthed for a few
seconds completely stunned at the scene taking place before her
virgin eleven year old eyes. Then she realized that they hadn't
noticed her, so she quietly backed out of the room and moved to
the jam of the half closed door where she could spy on them
through the crack between the door and frame. The eleven year old
girl had never seen such a thing before and the sight excited
her. Although she didn't understand it, she knew she wanted to
see more.

Back in the office Sam said with a smile, "Hey, looks like we're
both enjoying ourselves," He then looked down at Chris's hand
between his spread thighs.

Chris jumped as he was suddenly brought back to reality. He
looked over at the smiling face of his friend. "Uh, yeah, I
guess." he said while still leaving his hand on his friends balls
and hard cock, once again his face flushed slightly.

"Can I take care of this for you?" Sam said smiling even more and
squeezing Chris's boy shaft to indicate the object of his
question?"

He did not want Sam to see his hard penis, but he knew he wanted
whatever Sam was offering. "Take care of it?" Chris stammered his
voice just a whisper. "What do you mean?"

"Let me show you," Sam said as he slid off his chair and kneeled
down in front of Chris, his head now positioned between Chris's
widely spread knees.

Sam rubbed his friend's crotch tenderly through the loose fitting
shorts. Chris just stared at what the other boy was doing to him
and found that he was starting to enjoy the sensations coming
from his crotch. Sam slipped his hand up under the shorts and
pulled Chris's underwear to the side and took Chris's three inch
hard tool in his hands and started to jack him off.

Chris couldn't believe how great he was feeling. The new
sensations flowing through his body were driving him insane.
Although Chris had discovered masturbating several year ago, he
had not even imagined what it would be like if another boy did it
to him and now it had happened twice in on day. But his was
better because he didn't have to hide how much he was enjoying
it. And it was almost more than his young body could handle.

Chris began to moan and his hips began to thrust up and down, he
was now fucking Sam's hand which Sam now kept his hand still,
letting Chris do the work.

Suddenly, a tingly feeling flooded Chris's body and he began to
moan even louder, "Shit Sam I'm going to do it!"

As Sam felt Chris's dick begin to pulse in his hand, he watched
as the red haired boy's slender young body trembled with a very
pleasurable dry organ.

Chris suddenly realized that this was the third time another boy
had made him cum today, and that this was his first time when he
was a willing participant.

As Chris recovered and still trying to get his breath Sam asked
"Will you do the same thing for me?"

Chris was breathing heavily and was not sure it he'd heard Sam
right. But he was curious to know what it was like to touch Sam's
prick directly and not through his shorts so he cautiously said
"I've never done it before to another boy, but if you'll show me
how,"

That was all the invitation Sam needed; he shucked his shorts and
underwear so that he was now wearing only his white school shirt
and sox. He then sat in chair and spread his knees wide,
displaying to Chris his smooth hairless preteen sex. Sam had an
erect circumcised penis and his small balls were firm and drawn
up tight to his body.

>From behind the door Karen just watched, her hand drifted under
her school dress to run her cunny through her thin white panties.
She still couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her brother was
doing it with a boy! A really cute boy too she smiled to herself.
And now she could see this new boy's hard willy, and she thought
it looked really nice.

Feeling very nervous of crossing into this new territory. He had
never felt another boys cock in his bare hands before. Chris
knelt before Sam, just as Sam had done to him. Chris took Sam's
already stiff cock in his hand and gave Sam a 'what now?' look.

Sam smiled and said, "That's it, just rub it up and down. Squeeze
it a little too. Ahhh yeeesss! That's it."

As Chris worked on his friend's penis, he couldn't help but stare
at the soft smooth skin of Sam's soft and hairless pubic area,
which he found strangely exciting. Chris also noticed that Sam's
penis was a good inch longer than his own, standing out at a full
four inches, but his hard balls looked smaller with his ball sac
drawn up real close to his body. As Chris jacked his friend off,
he felt the soft skin of Sam's lower belly with his free hand.
Next he felt Sam's smooth ball sack and sort of kneaded them
feeling the tiny eggs inside.

"God that feels great Chris!" Sam moaned. He was in ecstasy as
Chris fondled his preteen balls and continued to give him a hand
job. "Chris, I'm gonna . . ." With that, Sam's cock seemed to
jump and pulse in Chris's hand as Sam arched his back with a
powerful dry orgasm. "Damn, Chris, you sure you've never done
that before? That was awesome!"

"No, never," the boy replied. "I've never seen even another boy
cum before. I was wondering if, you know, that that stuff could
come out of you?"

"That's cum, Chris. That's the stuff that makes a girl pregnant
if you stick your dick in her. And no I'm still too young for
that, just like you. Because we haven't hit puberty yet."

Chris's mom had had "the talk" with him and he remembered her
saying something about cum coming out of a guy's dick. So Chris
knew his friend must know what he's talking about. Chris got up
and went headed for the downstairs bathroom to cool himself down
with some cold water on his face.

Karen saw the boys get up, so she quietly scampered from her
hiding place behind the door, into the kitchen and out the back
door.

Sam followed Chris into the Bathroom and Chris asked his more
knowledgeable friend, "How will I know when I hit puberty?"

"Well, the normal signs are that you grow hair around your cock
and you start spurting cum when you play with your dick like we
just did."

The boys cleaned up and threw a pizza in the oven. Chris called
his mom and asked if Sam could spent the night and she said that
he could. The boys then went into the living room to watch TV
while they waited for their pizza.

While they were watching TV the phone rang and Chris went to the
kitchen to answer it. "Hello," Chris said as he brought the phone
up to his ear.

"Hi, Honey. Are you and your friend having fun?" It was Chris's
mom making one of her frequent calls to check up on her son.

"Uh, Hi, mom. Everything's going just great. What's going on with
you?" "I was just doing some shopping at the mall before coming
home and wondered if there was anything that I needed to bring
home for you."

"No, nothing that I can think of."

"Okay, well, I'll see you soon. I'll be home in about an hour and
I have Lisa with me so you and Karen look after your guest Okay!"

"Okay mom, don't worry I'll look after him. Goodbye."

Chris hung up the phone and walked over to the oven to get the
pizza out. It was a little darker than he liked because of the
phone call from his mother but it would suffice. He set the pizza
on the counter to the side of the oven. Then, suddenly, a
realization struck him, Lisa was with his mom, so where was
Karen? She should be home from school by now and if she is home
she might have seen him and Sam doing it. 'Oh no!' his mind
whirled at the possibilities.

Just then Karen walked in through the kitchen door, "Hi Chris!
How was school?"

Relieved that his sister had only just arrived Chris answered,
"It was Okay. How about you?"

"School is the same as always. At least you have lots of new
stuff to see!" said Karen walking over to the fridge and grabbing
a can of coke. With her cold can of coke in hand Karen walked
into the living room.

"Oh by the way," called Chris after his sister. "That's Sam from
school watching TV."

Karen entered the living room and said, "Hi Sam are you Chris's
schoo. oh my!" Karen stopped in her tracks and stared at their
guest.

Sam was still half naked on the couch with his circumcised
boyhood in full view. He had forgotten that he had removed his
shorts and undies and just smiled up at Chris's little sister,
"Oh hi there," he said amiably. Then he saw that the little red
haired girl was staring at his lap. Glancing down he realized
what she was staring at and quickly cover his groin with his
hands and leapt up and dashed for the office to retrieve his
clothes.

"Chris! That boy was naked!" yelled Karen in fake surprise. She
had been watching from a window and knew Sam was sitting in the
living room with nothing on from the waist down.

Chris suddenly snapped back to the present. 'Oh shit!' Chris
thought remembering that his friend was still nearly naked.

"Chris why was he naked?" Karen continued as she watched his bare
bottom disappear down the corridor. "I could see his thing and
his bottom!"

"Oh. ah. he spilled coke on himself and we put his shorts and
jockeys in the wash and we weren't expecting anyone home yet,"
Chris stammered loudly enough so Sam would hear.

Hearing this from the office Sam realized he couldn't now just
put his clothes back on, so he gathered them up and stuffed them
behind a filing cabinet. 'Now what?' he thought.

"I'll get Sam a pair of boxers," said Chris and dashed upstairs
to his bedroom and quickly returned, himself now only dressed in
boxers and a tee-shirt. He then threw the boxers into the office
for his friend.

"Thanks!" called Sam.

Once Sam had the underwear on, the boys went back into the
kitchen to eat their pizza, which they shared with Karen. While
they were eating Sam was too embarrassed to meet Karen's eyes.
Soon Chris's mom came through the front door with Lisa and waved
at the boys and said hello. She told the boys that she was really
tired and would be going directly to bed. She made her apologies
to Sam for not being more sociable, and told the girls that they
should both go to bed now too.

"Aw mom!" complained Lisa and Karen in unison.

"No arguments! Off to bed now!" their mom said resolutely.

And without further argument the girls follows their mother
upstairs, leaving Chris and Sam alone.

Chris and Sam finished the remnants of their devoured pizza and
returned to the living room to watch some more TV. They watched
for a while until Chris's mother came downstairs again and warned
them that the next day was a school day and they'd better go to
bed. Then disappeared upstairs again.

Chris led Sam to his bedroom and said that Sam could sleep in the
bed with him since it was a queen size bed. Both of them looked
at each other and began to take their shirts and boxers off and
stood naked in front of each other. Although this was not the
first time he'd seen a boy naked, he couldn't help staring at
Sam's thin lean body and his soft circumcised penis hanging down
over his small balls. Sam was also staring at Chris's soft two
inch cock and was fascinated by the way it stuck straight out by
itself.

"Does it always stick out like that?" Sam asked.

"Yeah it does," Chris answers simply.

Chris pulled back the sheet and climbed into bed. Sam got into
bed beside him and Chris reached up and turned the lamp off and
said goodnight to his friend. Sam wanted to do more, but he felt
he had pushed his new friend along enough for one day, he would
be patient. After a few minutes of chatter the two naked preteens
fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Chris woke to find his new friend still lying
on his back sound asleep, his long brown hair cascaded over the
smooth features of his young face in a way that Chris found very
attractive. Chris decided to get out of bed and get ready early
for school so his friend wouldn't have to rush. When he lifted
the covers to get up, he noticed that Sam's cock was extremely
hard and laying against his lower belly.

Chris felt a sudden urge to reach out and touch it, play with it.
He began to reach out a hand towards it, but he stopped himself.
'No I shouldn't,' he thought quickly. 'Its just not right for
boys to touch like that!'

As he got up and headed for the bathroom he still could not
believe that he had let Sam sleep in his bed with both of them
naked.

"Oh, Um, that was great, Chris."

As Chris walked out of the bedroom, Sam opened his eyes. He had
hoped that Chris would touch his hard cock, but he guessed that
his new friend needed more time.

'Oh well,' Sam thought smiling to himself. 'I have all year to
get him going.' He waited until he heard the water in the shower
going and then got up and walked naked into the bathroom leaving
the door open. Chris was under the water, his lean naked body
covered in a lather of soap.

Chris's bathroom was very large. As soon as the door opened, one
could see the open shower stall. The shower recess was large and
didn't have a screen. The wide open view didn't hide anything
from an onlooker. Next to it was a large whirlpool type bathtub.
On the wall opposite the shower and bathtub shower was a sink and
mirror, and finally a toilet, all without any dividers to the
rest of the room. Then there was a large window set in the wall
next to the sink. It had no curtains but as it was on the second
floor no neighbor could see in.

"Could we take a shower together?" Sam asked smiling at the other
boy. In surprise Chris turned suddenly to face the other boy, his
hands dropping quickly to cover his genitals.

"I really don't think we should," Chris started to say when they
heard his mom's voice.

"Chris, honey, I'm leaving for work. I'll see you this evening.
Don't be late for school," Chris's mom said from the other room.

"Okay, mom, see you later." Chris answered while gesturing at Sam
to close the bathroom door.

"Bye honey, Love you. Tell your friend goodbye for me. And make
sure the girls catch their bus before you leave."

"Okay mom, love you too."

Sam closed the bathroom door just before the heard Chris's mom
walk past and down the stairs. Shortly after they heard the door
leading out to the garage slam. He had forgotten that his mom was
leaving early for work today because she wanted to get some work
done before a meeting she was having this afternoon.

As soon as the boys heard the car pull out of the driveway, Sam
stepped quickly into the shower with Chris. Neither Sam nor Chris
had never been in a shower with anyone else, at least, not that
they could remember, and despite of his intense modesty Chris was
excited by the idea.

The boys did not notice that Karen and Lisa were also awake and
had climbed up on to the tiled eave of the two story house. They
had been waiting just outside bathroom window for half an hour
for the boys to take a shower. The bathroom window with no
curtains gave them a clear view of the shower, and anyone in it.
Karen checked the lens of her mom's reflex camera and made sure
the zoom lens was properly fitted. Now that the boys had arrived
she peered through the view finder and got a wonderful close-up
view of her brother and Sam standing naked in the shower.

"This is going to be great!" whispered Karen still peering
through the camera. "Can I have a go?" whined Lisa feeling left
out.

"You don't know how to use it," her older sister answered.
"Besides, you have to keep a look out for anyone coming up the
driveway. We don't want to get caught. And stay out of sight of
the bathroom or the boys will see us."

Back in the shower Sam said smiling, "Hey, how about this, I'll
wash you and you can wash me."

This was certainly new territory and Chris not sure if he should
do this. But finally he said, "Okay, sounds good to me."

Sam reached to the towel rack to get his washcloth and then
reached for the soap. Chris waited in great anticipation as his
friend lathered up his washcloth. Sam began to rub the washcloth
over his friend's chest, paying particular attention to Chris's
nipples, tickling them and making them harden. He then washed his
chest and smooth stomach. Moving behind his buddy, Sam washed
Chris's back and then moved his fingers covered by the washcloth
into Chris's ass crack. As Sam massaged Chris's sphincter, Chris
felt embarrassed and uncomfortable at this unexpected intrusion
but decided it was best to stay still and not say anything. Sam
then worked up a good lather of soap on his hand, then reached
around to Chris's penis and began to gently massage Chris's
smooth dick and tiny balls with his soapy hand. Chris's cock
quickly hardened into a hard three inch rod and he put his hands
behind his head and leaned back staring at the ceiling. The other
boy's soap covered hand on his cock felt great and he could feel
his preteen orgasm approaching and he began to breathe heavily.
But Sam stopped massaging his cock and went on to wash Chris's
smooth skinned legs, leaving Chris's hard penis unfinished.

When Sam finished Chris rinsed himself off under the shower and
washed his hair. Then, Chris took the other washcloth and soap
and began to lather it up for his friend. Chris started with
Sam's smooth tanned legs. As he got to the tan-line of Sam's
body, Chris steeled himself and reached under to cup Sam's balls
and he scrubbed them and the boy's hard four inch penis and
squeezed it lightly. Sam moaned softly with pleasure as his
friend teased his cock with the soapy washcloth. Chris then moved
up Sam's smooth hairless body and washed his chest and back. When
he finished, the two boys just stood under the shower staring at
each other for several minutes. Then Sam washed his hair and the
boys got out of the shower and toweled themselves off.

While they were drying themselves off Sam asked, "Chris, have you
ever had your cock sucked like we saw in that website?"

The question surprised Chris, he was about to say no, but then he
felt he should be honest with his new friend. Anyway he was
desperate to be able to talk about his recent experiences at
school with somebody.

Keeping his voice as steady as he could Chris said, "Well. if you
asked me that before yesterday I would have said no."

Sam was stunned, "You mean it happened to you yesterday?"

Chris nodded as he continued to dry his naked body.

"You mean you got a kid to suck you at school?" Sam pressed on.

"Well, I did exactly get him to suck me," Chris said crypticly.

"Well tell me about it then!" Sam demanded excitedly. "How did it
happen?"

Chris took a deep breath and decided to hold nothing back. He
told Sam of how he was tied up and his naked body attacked by a
dozen wet towels, particularly his ass and cock. Then he told how
afterwards he was blinded by a towel flung over his head, and
then someone who he couldn't identify had sucked he cock until he
came in his mouth.

When he was finished Sam stood open mouthed, "Wow that's amazing!
And right in the gym shower room!"

"What about you?" ventured Chris. "Have you ever had your cock
sucked?"

"No, never. I've only seen pictures of it. So what was it like?"
Sam asked, sincere interest showing on his young face.

"It was. really good," said Chris thoughtfully. "I think it was
really, good, even though I was tied up and scared at the time."

Sam just smiled and shrugged, "That's just amazing Chris."
Secretly Sam wished it would happed to him. He had always
fantasized about being tied up and his cock played with whenever
he masturbated.

When they finished drying themselves they scurried back to
Chris's bedroom, both still sporting rock hard erections, to get
dressed for school. Sam only had his clothes from the day before
so Chris gave him a pair of his shorts and a spare school shirt.

Out on the roof Karen turned to her younger sister and said, "I
got some great pics Lisa. They were actually feeling each others
cocks."

"Really!" said Lisa astonished by these strange events. "They
really touched each other down there?"

"You betcha kiddo, I might even put these on the net. Now we
gotta hurry down and get inside before they find out we were out
here.

The two sisters climbed down of the roof and hurried into the
kitchen just as the boys were coming down the stairs.

"Hi guys!" said Karen cheerily.

"Hi Karen!" said Sam who suddenly blushed again remembering his
embarrassment from last night.

"Hi!" said Lisa as she poured herself an orange juice.

"Oh, that my youngest sister Lisa," said Chris remembering that
Sam hadn't met her before.

"Hi!" said Sam.

The four fixed themselves breakfast and hurried down to the bus
stop.

Chris waited with his sisters until their bus came by and
collected them. Then he and Sam walked across the road to wait
for their bus. They chatted loudly like old friends as they
waited. The two boys felt as if they had known each other forever
even though they hadn't really spoken to each other before
yesterday.

******

The second day of school went even better than before because now
Chris knew that not only did he have a friend in the other
classes, he had a real buddy. As they went through the day,
several teachers began to get ticked off at all their talking.
Most of them would threaten to separate them and usually that
would hold the boys at bay for at least a while.

During afternoon break Chris and Sam were hanging around the
football field which was situated on the border between the
senior and junior schools.

"I' gotta go for a pee, I'll be right back.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Sam asked.

"No," answered Chris smiling. "Stay here, I wont be long."

Chris walked around the back of football pavilion went into the
lavatory block for a pee. As he was coming out a bunch of guys
from the senior school grabbed him, pulled him back into the
toilets and pushed him up against the wall.

A big senior boy said, "You're a new kid to the senior school and
we're going to initiate you. And keep your mouth shut little kid
or we'll beat you up! Okay!" Chris was very scared of these much
bigger boy and just nodded, too frightened to say anything.

"Okay then. Let's strip him guys."

Three boys held him while two others pulled his shoes off, then
his shirt and tie, and finally his shorts. Chris struggled to get
free but there were just too many of them. He was left wearing
only his brief white jockey underpants and socks. They pulled him
into one of the cubicles and tied his hands to the toilet
cistern, which was the old type mounted very high on the wall.
Then they pushed him back so he stood straddling the toilet bowl
with his arms stretched above his head. Then they tied Chris's
ankles so he couldn't move forward. One of the boys wrote a note
on a piece of toilet paper that said, "Untie him and you're
dead!"

The big senior boy said, "Now shithead, enjoy the rest of the
afternoon!" And they all ran off laughing, leaving Chris tied up
helpless for anyone who waked into the toilet block.

Chris was really nervous, tied up there with just his underpants
and socks on. But there was nothing he could do about it. He
didn't want to call for help because he was embarrassed about
being nearly naked and he didn't want to attract attention to
himself. He really just wanted to fit in. Anyway those big boys
might be waiting just outside. After a few minutes he heard
footsteps and the door of the cubicle was pushed open, it was a
little kid from the junior school next door. He was maybe only
eight years old with long blonde hair that reached down to his
big blue eyes, which bulged wide when he saw Chris.

"Shit," he said. "What are you doing?"

"Come on kid, just untie me," Chris begged.

After taking a quick look around and reading the note, he closed
the door behind him and stood in front of the bound half naked
boy. Chris suspected that he felt safe because no senior boy
would never admit to anyone that a junior school kid had seen him
in such a predicament. At first the little blonde boy just stared
at the bulge in the front of Chris's white underpants. Then, a
little hesitantly, he reached out with his finger tips and barely
touched Chris's cock which was clearly outlined inside the thin
stretchy material of his white undies. He then let his fingers
drop down under the tip of his jutting soft penis and gently
weighed Chris's balls in his palm.

Chris could feel that the attention was making him begin to
stiffen and he tried real hard to stop it from happening. But the
little boy felt it getting firmer. "Are you getting a boner?" he
asked.

Seeing no way to hide it Chris confessed "OK I am, now please
untie me."

"No way," he replied, "Do you think I want to end up like this
too?"

He continued to explore Chris's genitals through the cotton of
his underwear. In response Chris's penis had really got hard, the
blood filling up all the spongy tissue, making it push out the
front of his underpants like a three inch horizontal tent pole.
In fact, it was so hard that it had pulled the elastic waist band
out away from his belly, so the little kid could peek down inside
and see part of Chris's naked sex.

"Cool, you've still got no hairs," he observed.

"Of course not! I've only just turned twelve." Well he didn't
want the younger boy to think him odd in some way.

"I've never seen a hard one before," he got his fingers behind
the elastic and pulled Chris's underpants out even further easing
the tension on his stiff cock.

Chris decided to say something sarcastic and said, "Why don't you
have a good look then?"

The blonde boy obviously thought it was an invitation, because he
pulled down on the white underwear and soon had them around
Chris's knees. His circumcised prick was standing out at right
angles to his belly, as usual, just three inches long and with
the mushroom head with its piss slit exposed just inches from the
young boy's fascinated face.

This time there he was clear about what he wanted to do and he
took the shaft of Chris's hard cock between his slim fingers and
began rubbing it up and down.

"Hey what are you doing?" Chris demanded, but he liked how it
felt.

"I'm just playing," the eight year old blonde boy said, all the
time keeping his eyes fixed on the hard preteen boy cock.

Chris found it really weird being tied up and having a eight year
old kid jerk him off. For some reason it really made him hot and
excited. It didn't take long before Chris felt that familiar
sensation rising up inside his balls and cock. Soon it was
pulsating with its dry orgasm right in the little boy's hand.
Chris was amazed at how good it felt.

"Oh, god!" was all the little boy could say as he felt Chris's
penis move and jump all by itself right in his hands.

Well if he hadn't seen a hard cock, Chris thought, I don't
suppose he'd seen one cum before either.

The boy released his fingers from around Chris's now softening
cock and pulled his underpants back up enough so they nestled
under the root of his prick. He then hurriedly left, leaving
Chris's now soft cock pointing straight out over the waist band
of his undies.

After a few minutes some more boys came in and suddenly the
cubicle door opened. This time it was an older boy, maybe
fourteen Chris thought. He just stood there looking at the near
naked boy tied up and helpless with his hairless preteen cock on
show. Then the older boy laughed and called to his friend, they
both stood staring at Chris, making him flush with a wave of
embarrassment.

"C'mon guys, please untie me." Chris said.

"No way," the first boy said. "But we'd like to see what else you
new kids have inside your underpants." They moved in closer and
pulled down Chris's underpants until they were around his knees
again. Knowing that they were looking at his balls as well as his
cock began to give Chris a stiffie again, and soon his two ich
boy cock had hardened into its full three inches standing
straight out and rock hard.

"Wow, look! The little kid's got a raging boner, let's tell the
others." With that they ran off, presumably to find more friends.

Soon after they left Chris could smell cigarette smoke. After a
while someone said, "I'm going for a shit." As his footsteps got
closer Chris's heart was pounding, then the door opened. It was
one of the bigger senior kids, about sixteen years old. Chris
thought he'd seen him before on the football team, a good looking
athletic boy with dark hair and blue eyes.

"Shit," he said. "Now what have we got here?" As he spoke Chris
could hear his mate walking over.

"Untie me, please," Chris pleaded.

"No chance!" His mate said. "That's a nice stiff prick you've got
there. I think I'll do you a favor and get rid of your hard on
for you."

With that he put his hand around Chris's cock just under his
enlarged head and squeezed firmly. Chris closed his eyes and
moaned before he even realized that he'd done it. The older boy
felt Chris's balls gently then started squeezing his sensitive
tender cock head.

Chris was too embarrassed to look at them so he kept his eyes
closed. But he couldn't ignore the hands between his legs. One
was rhythmically squeezing his cock while the other lightly
tickled his small tight balls.

Soon one of them called out "He's gonna shoot." And Chris came
straight away. Moaning, his skinny body writhing with his second
dry orgasm. Chris was surprised that he came so quickly after the
first lot, and this one went on for longer before he could get
control of his preteen body back. After that two older senior
boys just left without offering to untie me.

Not long after that, Chris heard a lot of voices coming in, "He's
in here," one of them said and a mass of faces appeared at the
door. It was the fourteen year olds from earlier on, they must
have gone and told all their friends. There were about ten of
them taking it in turns to look at the bound and now naked boy,
as they did so Chris could feel his cock begin to harden again.

Several of the boys had climbed up and were looking over the
cubicle walls. Then one of the first boys said, "Look, the little
cocksucker has no hairs at all, feel it there's nothing there!"
He reached out and felt his way around Chris's belly, the base of
his cock and over his firm immature balls that hugged tight under
his now rock hard cock. A couple more kids wanted to try it so
they pushed forward and each took turns feeling Chris's cock and
nuts.

"Yeah, he's real smooth!" one said and everyone laughed.

By now Chris's cock was really stiff again and another kid had
moved forward and touched the very end of it, which caused it to
twitch.

"It feels hard," he told his mate, and then he reached out a
finger and pushed Chris's cock head downwards until it was
pointing towards the floor. Then he suddenly released it, causing
it to swing upwards until it slapped loudly against Chris's flat
belly before bouncing to stop in it normal horizontal position.
Everyone laughed at the display of boy cock acrobatics. Next he
put his fingers around the shaft of Chris's cock and squeezed so
hard that Chris couldn't stop an agonized groan from escaping his
lips. The boy continued to squeeze the preteen cock tight in his
fist and announced to everyone, "It really is rock hard."

"Let's have a feel," another boy said and reached out to take
hold of the hairless preteen cock. As his fingers ran up and down
the shaft of Chris's penis, Chris could feel himself coming
again. He tried to hold it back but he just couldn't stop it.
With ten boys watching a third dry cum was forced from his three
inch boyhood. As Chris orgasmed the boy released his cock and
they all watched it bounce up and down with each throb of Chris's
preteen orgasm. This time it seemed to go on for a minute and
they all cheered when it finally stopped moving.

Then the bell for lessons rang and they all ran off. Chris stood
there panting from the experience, his cock once more soft but
reddened from all the rough handling.

I'd do absolutely anything if some one would just untie me, Chris
thought to himself.

After a few more minutes he heard someone come in. The footsteps
came straight over to the door. It was the little eight year old
blonde kid again.

"Not again," Chris groaned.

The little boy closed the door behind him and squatted down in
front of the bound twelve year old. Without saying anything he
leaned forward and took Chris's cock in his mouth and began
sucking on it.

"What are you doing?" Chris was shock by this strange little
blonde kid. He looked down and watched in wide-eyed fascination
as the boy sucked hard on Chris's still limp two inch penis, his
blonde head bobbing back and forth. The little boy knew what he
was doing, but he was also very rough about it. Each time he
pulled away as he sucked he would also catch the head of Chris's
circumcised penis between his teeth and pull hard, stretching the
organ to its limit. This forced Chris to push his hips forward to
ease his straining cock.

"Please stop that!" Chris pleaded but he could feel the little
boy's tongue work over his cock, occasionally flicking the
sensitive piss slit and making Chris buck in reaction. Soon
Chris's prick was hard again and the kid just kept on sucking,
sliding back and forth along Chris's now three inch long rigid
shaft.

God it feels great! Chris thought to himself. Soon he could feel
the pressure building in his balls again and this time he came
right in the kids mouth. With each pulse of his fourth cum Chris
was thrusting his cock into the blonde eight year old boys mouth,
and the little kid seemed to like it. It was the best cum he'd
ever had. When it was over the blonde kid spat out Chris's
softening cock and leaded back to rest, the boy was panting from
the exertion and raised a hand to sweep his long blonde hair from
his eyes.

Chris was also panting from the amazing sexual experience that
this youngster had forced upon him.

"Okay, will you let me go now?" Chris asked in a breathless
half-moaned voice.

But the eight year old blonde boy just smiled up at him and then
again leaned forward and once more took Chris's cock in his mouth
and began sucking really hard on it.

"No, you can't do it again." Chris protested uselessly. As be
before he could do nothing but watch as the boy started sucking
even harder than before on his once more limp two inch penis.
Again each time he pulled away he caught Chris's mushroom
cockhead between his teeth and stretched it out hard, dragging
Chris hips forward with it.

"Please! Nooooo!" Chris moaned. But just as before the little
boy's tongue worked its magic on his cock, and soon Chris's prick
was once more a rock hard three inch shaft and the eight year old
boy powered on, sucking like his life depended on it.

Since there was nothing he could do, Chris closed his eyes and
allowed himself to relax and try to enjoy the experience. It
still felt great but Chris's cock was also beginning to get sore
from the constant assault. It took longer this time, the boy had
to suck for nearly three minutes before Chris could feel the
pressure building again. Then for the second time he came inside
the little kids warm wet mouth. And with each pulse of this, his
fifth, cum Chris was again thrusting his cock into the little
blonde boy's mouth. Just like before it was an intense and deeply
satisfying dry cum.

Once more the boy released Chris's used cock and leaned back and
waited for it to go soft again.

"That's enough!" Chris pleaded. "Please let me go now!"

But for a third time the small blonde boy just leaned forward
again a took the soft boy cock in his mouth and began sucking and
stretching the soft organ back into rigid hardness.

This went on for nearly half an hour. Each time Chris's preteen
cock erupted in a dry orgasm, the blonde eight year old would
release it and rest for a minute or two while he rested and
watched Chris's cock soften. Then he would start all over again
sucking like a crazed vacuum cleaner on the twelve year old's
sore and reddened boyhood.

When it was over the blonde boy just stood up and left with a
word. He had sucked Chris to climax six times. The ordeal left
the tied up twelve year old weak and exhausted, his naked body
covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His penis was sore and felt
like it had nearly been sucked right off from between thighs.
Even his balls ached.

The next thing Chris knew another boy was standing in front of
him and saying, "Christ! What happen to you?"

Chris looked up. It was Sam now standing there, staring in
disbelief at Chris's bound and sweat covered naked body. Chris's
soft two inch cock was bright red and stood out against his
lightly tanned skin.

"Please untie me Sam!" Chris moaned still panting from the
exertion.

Sam stood motionless for a moment, enjoying the sight of the
bound and naked twelve year old. "Sure thing," Sam said
recovering quickly. He quickly reached up to untie his friends
bound wrists. "Did they tie you up and do it to you again?"

"Yes, it was a whole bunch of kids. I don't remember who," Chris
answered tiredly. The ordeal was finally over.

The boys found Chris's clothes in one of the other cubicles. As
Chris got dressed Sam worked up the courage to ask, "What was it
like to be tied up and have lots of other kids play with your
cock?" Once more Sam was envious of Chris's experience and his
cock was rowing hard in his shorts just thinking about it.

Chris thought for a moment and said, "At first it felt good, but
after a while it was just too much for me. And it was just so
embarrassing."

Then Sam asked "How many times did they make you cum?"

Chris though for a moment then said, "Nine times."

"Nine times!" Sam repeated in disbelief. "You had to cum nine
times in the past hour? That incredible!"

"Its true! And you could have come to look for me sooner!"

"The bell rang and I had a different class to you. So I thought
you'd be Okay. I didn't know this was happening to you. Do you
want to report it?"

"No, that will only make things worse. Its best no one else
knows. Come on lets get out of here." It was four o'clock now and
the boys headed for the bus stop outside the school. Chris found
he had to walk slowly because the head of his sore and over-used
penis was rubbing painfully against his jockey underwear. They
didn't speak while they waited. Sam had lots of questions but
thought it best to wait until Chris felt better.

This time after school, Sam invited Chris to his house. Sam had
told Chris that his mom wouldn't be home until late because she
was on late shift all this week! Walking through the door of
Sam's house, Chris spoke up. "I think I'd better call and at
least leave my mom a message so she knows where I am. Last time I
didn't call her, she almost called out the National Guard."

"Sure, no prob. Phone's in the kitchen. Help yourself. I'm gonna
go pee."

"Okay, thanks." While Chris called his mom, Sam walked down the
hall and Chris heard the bathroom door shut.

Chris left the message for his mom and then walked out around the
corner of the kitchen door into the living room. Chris looked
around a little and sat down on the sofa that faced the big bay
window. As Chris watched the cars and pedestrians go by, he heard
the toilet flush and some water running. Then he heard the
bathroom door open and his friend's footsteps coming down the
hall.

Chris looked at the opening to the hallway and was shocked to see
his friend walking in wearing nothing on except a smile, his soft
circumcised penis swung gently from side to side over his small
testicles as he walked. "I didn't want to waste any time," Sam
said walking into the living room.

"I think you're what my mother would call a bad influence," Chris
said with a big smile on his face. But then he added seriously,
"Look I think its too sore to play with any more today. How about
we just watch a video?"

Sam nodded understandingly, "That's Okay. Considering that you've
had to cum nearly a dozen times at school in the past two days, I
think your willy has earned a rest.

Both of the boys laughed and Sam went back to the bathroom and
put his clothes back on. They then settled down to watch a video
for the evening.

******

"You girls better be ready for bed real soon!"

"Okay mom," answered Karen from the home office where the
computer was set up. "I'm just on the internet. I'll be finished
in a few minutes."

"Alright," her mom called from upstairs. "Just a few minutes,
then to bed."

Still in her school dress, Karen sat on a chair in front of their
home computer and pressed the enter key which began the process
of uploading the digital pictures she took of Chris and Sam in
the shower the night before. As she watched the progress bar on
the monitor begin filling, her nine year old sister Lisa walked
in wearing her night gear which consisted of a loose filling pale
pink tee-shirt and brief matching panties.

"Watcha doing?" the younger girl asked her sister.

"Putting those pics we took from the roof onto a webpage on the
internet."

Lisa brown eyes grew wide, "You don't mean the ones of Chris and
Sam naked do you?"

"Yep," said Karen as she turned to face her little sister. "You
never know when they will come in handy. And this way no one can
get them without the right address, and no one can remove them
from the net without the right password so we can get rid of the
originals. And best of all, no one will ever know who put them
there either."

Both girls knew all about how to make webpages and put them on
the internet. After all, they had literally grown up with the
internet. Lisa moved closer to her older sister and sat on
Karen's lap facing the computer screen, her bare legs dangling
down on either side of her sister's. Lisa smiled broadly at her
sister's cleverness. "This is so cool! Chris will be so pissed
when he finds out."

"We won't necessarily tell him!" Karen said firmly. "At least not
until we're ready."

As the girls watched the files upload Karen reached around and
began to gently rub her little sister's belly with her hands.
Karen let one hand fall down between Lisa's spread thighs and
found the crease of her nine year old vagina through the thin
material of her panties, and let her middle finger tip trace the
length of the slit, while her other fingers delicately rubbed
along her soft pussy lips.

"Mmmmm that feels good," the young girl cooed quietly and she
spread her thighs even wider to give her sister better access.

The files finished uploading and Lisa said, "Can I see the
webpage that has the pictures?"

"Sure." Karen typed in a new address and a page appeared that
displayed the title 'Meet Chris and his friend Sam.' The page
then began showing all the pictures Karen took of the boys in the
shower. Lisa carefully looked at the address so she could
remember it, then she asked, "What are you going to do with it?"

Karen continued to fondle her little sister's cunny through the
thin material of her panties. "I don't know yet. But I'll think
of something and it will be fun. Trust me!"

As Karen played with her little sisters sex, she couldn't help
but think that the nine year old's pussy mound felt soft and
smooth and exciting under her finger tips. The girls had played
around with touching each other between their legs for more than
a year now, but they never went beyond just feeling through their
underwear. Now Karen knew she wanted to go a step further and she
was not sure how her little sister would react.

The eleven year old girl steadied her nerves and let her fingers
slide up from Lisa's soft inviting pussy until they reached the
thin waistband of her panties. She then eased them inside the
elastic and pushed them back down until her fingers were for the
first time touching the warm delicate flesh of Lisa's nine year
old pussy mound.

The younger girl didn't even flinch. She just continued moaning
very quietly to herself, her eyes closed, trusting the exploring
fingers of her older sister.

Karen pressed a finger into the soft hairless crease, letting her
finger tip push between the warm soft outer lips of Lisa's virgin
slit. Sliding it down she soon found the small fleshy button of
the young girl's clitoris, which made the younger girl arch her
back and press her hips forward increasing the contact.

Both girls were now breathing heavily and they had completely
forgotten about the webpage full of naked pics of their brother
on the computer screen. Karen could feel an itch between her legs
that was becoming more and more insistent, and she imagined her
little sister touching her own neglected pussy, and the thought
excited her. She let her other hand slip under Lisa's tee-shirt
and found one of her tiny nipples which was already hard and
sensitive from the sexual stimulation between her spread thighs.

When Karens finger tips touched Lisa's nipple the little girl
arched her back even more and leaned her head back onto Karen's
shoulder. "Oh Karen! That feels so good. Ohhhh!" the nine year
old moaned. "What you are doing in my pussy is so wonderful."

"That's your little clitty, it makes you feel good when you touch
it like this," Karen said, as she continued to give her little
sister her first lesson in girl sex. "Mmmmm your little pussy
feels so nice and soft.

The two preteen girls turned their heads to face each other, and
without hesitating Karen leaned over and pressed her lips to her
little sister's mouth and kissed her. She held the kiss for a
long time, while her fingers continued to play with Lisa's hard
nipple and damp pussy. Lisa opened her mouth slightly and her
older sister immediately pushed the tip of her tongue inside her
little sister's mouth, finding the younger girls tongue.

Lisa didn't know what to do. This was all very new for her. So
she just followed her older sister's lead and let her young body
be her sister's plaything, and it was wonderful. She had touched
her own pussy before, but it was never this good. Soon she could
feel a strange new sensation building between her legs. Lisa had
no idea what it was but it made her feel hot and her breathing
became even heavier and ragged.

Suddenly Lisa broke the kiss and moaned "Karen?! Something's
happening!"

"Its Okay." Karen knew that her little sister was about to cum.
She had never even cum herself and she thought it unfair that her
little sister would experience it first. "Trust me, it will be
fun."

The nine year old was moaning a bit louder now, and squirming
around on Karen's lap. Her hips pumping forward and back, like
she was riding an imaginary horse. Totally lost in her first
sexual experience. She began to feel a bit frightened with what
was happening to her young body, she felt like her cunny was
going to explode. But she trusted her sister.

"ARE YOU GIRL READY FOR BED NOW!"

Both girls were startled by the sound of their mom calling to
them from the stairs. Karen quickly wrenched her hand out from
Lisa's panties and the other one out from under the little girls
tee-shirt and stood up, dumping her nine year old sister onto the
floor with a loud thump just as she was nearing her first cum.

"What was that noise? Are you girls alright?" called their mom,
her voice getting closer as she moved quickly from the stairs to
the office to see what had happened.

Just in time, Karen saw the webpage full of nude pictures of
Chris still on the screen. So she quickly turned off the computer
and the screen went blank just as her mom appeared at the open
door of the office.

"Its Okay mom," Karen said. "Lisa just slid off the chair onto
the floor is all." Their mom looked down at her youngest daughter
and saw how flushed her face was and also the dazed expression
she had.

"Oh dear, Lisa are you Okay honey?" she said helping her daughter
up off the floor. "Did you hurt yourself?"

"I ahhhh." Lisa stammered trying to collect her thoughts, her
little body still recovering from her near orgasm. "I'm Okay.
Just a sore bottom."

"Poor dear! Time for bed. You too Karen!"

"Okay mom," Karen answered with a sigh of relief. That had been
close. If their mom hadn't spoke when she did, she would have
caught them. Karen took a deep breath and headed upstairs to bed.
She was disappointed that they did not get to finish. She smiled
to herself as she thought, 'but at least I'm not as disappointed
as Lisa!'

Upstairs Lisa was tucked into bed and her mom left, turning the
light out as she went. Lisaput her hand inside her panties and
touched her soft hairless sex, feeling her sensitive pussy lips
and the tiny knot of flesh of her clit, still damp from her
sister's fingers. She though about trying to do to her pussy what
her big sister had done, but it seemed too strange. She had no
idea what was about to happen to her just before her mom walked
in, and it frightened her a bit. So she decided to leave her
little girl pussy alone and go to sleep.

'Besides,' she thought, 'whatever was going to happen was
probably dangerous.'

Chris's next day at school was uneventful. He was delighted to
get through a normal school day without anything weird happening
to him. He never saw any of the boys who tied him up or did
things to him the day before. At least that saved him further
embarrassment.

After school Chris waited at the bus stop as usual. And as usual,
Sam joined him. They chatted about school classes and the
different teachers, which ones were cool, which ones were not.
Eventually their bus arrived and Chris and Sam took a seat beside
each other near the back.

Chris said, "How about we go swimming on Saturday. I know a cool
secret place we call 'The Fort' and it has a cave and a
waterfall?"

Sam thought for a moment then answered with a smile the revealed
his big white teeth, "Sure, why not. Where is this place?"

"Like I said, it's a secret," Chris smiled. "Me and Karen found
it one day last summer. I don't think anyone knows about it
because its really deep in the woods and away from any of the
regular paths."

"Sounds really great," Sam said pleased to have something
exciting planned for the weekend.

Ten minutes later the bus arrived at the stop near Chris's house
and with a quick goodbye to his friend he got up and got off the
bus. Chris walked the half mile to his house and opened the front
door. As usual he dumped his backpack of books on the kitchen
floor, next the two smaller ones already there that belonged to
his sisters.

Chris got himself a soda from the fridge and opened it. But
before he could take a drink he felt the sudden need to pee, so
Chris headed up the stairs to the bathroom. As he emerged into
the upstairs corridor, he saw that the door to the bathroom was
open and little Lisa stepped out into the corridor stark naked
and headed away from him towards her room.

Chris couldn't help but stare at the firm retreating bottom of
his nine year old sister. For a brief moment he had got a side on
view of his naked little sister, but he never really got to see
the slit between her legs. 'Shit!' Chris thought. It had been
years since he'd seen one of his sisters naked. And back then he
wasn't interested. Now he desperately wanted to see one of them
naked but he never got the chance. And he had never seen any
other girl naked before, ever. And this was as close as he'd got
in years. 'At least the bathroom is free,' he thought dejectedly.

As he approached the slightly ajar door to the bathroom he could
hear the shower running. 'Maybe Lisa left it on and was going to
come back,' Chris thought to himself. But as he got closer and
could see through the gap of the door, he saw that Karen was in
the shower, and she was completely naked just a few feet away
from him.

Chris stared wide eyed into the damp air of the occupied shower.
There he saw Karen standing under the water, with he face lifted
upward to the stream of water from shower rose above her head.
Karen's eyes were closed and her hands were busy lathering
shampoo through her red hair. She was facing directly towards him
and he had a perfect view of her lean slender body that was the
same height as his own, despite her being a year younger. Her
nipples were larger than his, and they were clearly erect forming
into two hard cherry pips. Her legs were slightly apart giving
him a clear view of her preteen sex. Streaks of soapsuds cascaded
down her body, over her flat chest and tummy, over the rise of
her pubic mound, down the slit of her hairless eleven year old
pussy, and then down her long slender legs.

Chris knew if he stayed there too long he would be caught. But he
couldn't tear his eyes away. Karen was so beautiful. Chris felt
his cock harden and he was reminded of how often he fanaticized
about fucking his sisters. Of course he was still a virgin, but
he had read about it at school. And the sex education books at
school had very detailed diagrams that made most of the boys get
boners. Chris would do anything to touch between those beautiful
legs, but he knew he could never do it. After all, she was his
sister.

Suddenly Chris heard a noise from Lisa's room so he quickly
ducked into his own room directly opposite the bathroom.

Lisa, now in her sleeping gear of pale pink tee-shirt and
panties, waked up the bathroom door and said, "I'm going down to
watch TV. Do you want a piece of pizza put in the oven for you?"

"No thanks Lisa," Karen answered from the shower. "I'll just
finish here and come down and watch TV too."

"Okay." Lisa then closed the bathroom door and went downstairs.

Now in his own room Chris began undressing to change into his
boxers that normally slept in. He still couldn't get the
wonderful image of his sister naked din the shower. Her hard
little nipples, the soft smooth skin of her beautiful hairless
cunt. How he wished he could have got closer. But if he had gone
in, he would have just got into so much trouble.

He looked down at his still rigid boner and began to slowly
wanking himself. Her closed his eyes and imagined that his hand
was his sister's pussy. The sight of his sister naked had got him
so worked up that he came almost immediately. But he now felt
better and his hard cock was getting soft again. Chris put on the
boxers that he usually wore to bed and headed down stairs. As he
left his room he saw that the bathroom was now empty.

Chris walked into the living room and flopped down on one of the
heavy padded armchairs. "What are you guys watching? And where's
mom?"

"We're watchin' nothin'," answered Karen not taking her eyes form
the TV screen. The eleven year old lay across one of the big
leather armchairs with her back against one arm of the chair and
her legs hanging over the other. She was wearing her usual long
white tee-shirt that she wore to bed. "As always, there's never
anything on. And mom's working late tonight, she won't be home
till ten."

"I wanna watch The Simpsons!" said Lisa loudly from the couch.

"It's all repeats," answered Karen. "Anyway, Dawson's Creek is on
this channel next."

"Yuck!" cried Lisa and Chris in unison.

"There must be something else on. Where's the remote?" said Chris
to no one in particular.

They all scanned the room for the elusive TV remote, the scepter
of power. Then Lisa cried out, "There it is!" pointing to the
middle of the floor.

"Thanks," Said Chris as he got up and moved towards it.

"No don't change it," cried Karen as she leapt up from her
armchair and dived for the remote.

"Don't let her get it Chris!" squealed Lisa as she watched her
siblings dive for the all-important remote.

Karen got there first and dived on to the floor snatching up the
remote in her hands and holding it under her body to keep Chris
away from it. Chris arrived a moment later and dived on top of
his sister, grabbing her in a bear. But the slender eleven year
old girl slipped his grip and began to crawl along the floor
while she squealed loudly with excitement. Chris grabbed her legs
and stood up, causing her long white tee-shirt to ride up to her
waist exposing the cheeks of her bare bottom to her brother and
sister.

'Shit! She's wearing no panties!' Chris's mind raced. And without
wasting any time he held one of his sister's ankles in each hand
and spread her legs apart. Now not only could he see her ass, but
he could also see the slit of her preteen vagina between her
spread legs. Chris didn't want to get caught staring at his
sister's cunt, so he quickly rolled her over onto her back and
then dived forward unit her again lying on top of her and began
wrestling her for the remote.

Still squealing with delight, Karen wrapped her bare legs around
her brother's waist and held her arms stretched out along the
floor to keep the remote out of Chris's reach. Chris kept pushing
his body forward through the scissor-grip of his sister's legs.

Suddenly Chris realized that his hard three inch cock was pressed
along the crease of his sister's pussy and he instinctively began
grinding his hips, rubbing his preteen cock shaft along the young
girl's virgin slit. He now realized that his sister's tee-shirt
was up around her waist and his cock, now rock hard in his
boxers, was pressed flat against Karen's pussy lips. And there
was just the thing material of his boxer shorts between his hard
penis and his sister's virgin cunt. Both preteens seemed to stop
fighting over the remote and were just rocking back and forth on
the floor with their little sister watched on in avid
fascination.

After a minute or so they stopped moving on the floor and just
stared at each other while they panted hard from the exertions.
As Chris stared at his sister's face he realized that she was not
fighting him, but instead seemed to be searching his own eyes for
the next step in this unexpected preteen dance.

Chris looked over and saw his youngest sister watching wide eyed
from the couch. "I think its time for you to go to bed Lisa," he
said.

"Yes time for you to go to bed Lisa," echoed Karen.

"But I wanna stay up and play. You know, like we did last night,"
the nine year old said eyeing Karen pointedly.

"Umm, tomorrow night. I promise, if you go to bed now. Okay Lisa?

Please!" Karen pleaded.

Seeing that she would not get her way the little girl said
disappointedly. "Oh alright then." And began heading slowly for
the stars to her bedroom.

Lisa knew something more was going to happen and that if she went
to bed she would miss out on the best fun. As she went up the
stairs to her bedroom a sly smile spread across her face. The
nine year old girl suddenly stopped, turned around, and sneaked
quietly back down stairs and into the office where the computer,
and the digital camera, was kept. She quickly collected the
little camera from the shelf and switched it on. The display on
the top showed that it's memory was currently empty and that it
had twelve shots ready to use. Lisa then began quietly sneaking
back towards the living room where her older brother and sister
were. She only hoped the light in there would be good enough for
the little camera.

In the living room Chris continued to lie on top of Karen for
nearly a minute then her got back onto his knees and stared at
his eleven year old sister, naked from the waist down. He drank
in her smooth pale skin, the soft skin of her flat tummy, the
prominent and inviting rise of her hairless venus mound, and the
soft lips of her sex between her spread legs.

He then pressed the palm of his hand against the warm soft fleshy
mound of his sister's sex, and began massaging it with slow
circular movements.

"Ohhhh yes!" Karen moaned closing her eyes and smiling with
delight.

Chris kept massaging his sister's cunt for several minutes, then
he stopped and stood up. He put his hands to the waistband of his
boxers in readiness of dropping them.

"No I'll do it!" Karen said and she got up off the floor and
kneeled in front of her brother. She stared at the pointy tent in
the front of hher brother's boxers just inches in front of her
face for several long moments. Then she reached out her hands and
gripped the sides of her brother's boxers and slid them down his
legs. As the waistband slid past his cock, Chris's rigid boyhood
popped up and pointed straight at her face. Karen was uncertain
of what to do, but she instinctively reached out and grabbed the
hard shaft and began squeezing it.

The boy enjoyed the touch of his sister on his penis, but he knew
he wanted more. "Lie down!" Chris said firmly to his sister and
she knew exactly what was next, and was excited.

She lay down on the living room floor, pulled her white tee-shirt
up to her waist, again revealing her eleven year old slit to her
brother, and spread her legs wide.

Chris kneeled down between her legs and then eased himself down
on top of the young girl. He reached down and took hold of his
cock and pressed the head into her virgin slit, moving it around
to find the canal he sought. He then slowly eased his three inch
rigid member just a little into his sister's sex.

"Mmmmmm!" Karen moaned softly, her eyes closed.

Chris leaned forward and kissed his sister on the lips, their
tongues touching. Then he began pressing his hard penis deeper
into his sister's virgin channel, but the progress of his cock
was barred by an unexpected barrier that stopped his cock from
going all the way in. 'Maybe her cunny isn't deep enough,' Chris
thought. But he wasn't ready to stop. He wanted more! So he just
pushed his cock harder into Karen's cunt.

Karen suddenly broke off the kiss and began pushing up on Chris's
shoulders. "Ahhhgh! No Chris! That hurts! Please stop! Arrgh!"
The frightened girl began struggling, trying to get her brother
off her small slender body.

She began hitting Chris with her fists. But the boy was stronger
and just grabbed both her wrists and pinned them to the floor on
either side of her head. Chris then pushed his groin down with
all his strength.

"Yeeeaaahhgh!" Karen screamed, throwing her head back.

Suddenly the barrier broke and his three inch cock slid all the
way in, until their hairless pubic areas slapped together. The
inside of Karen's cunt felt warm and wet and wonderful on Chris's
rigid boyhood and he then began pumping his hips.
Relentlessly pistoning his preteen cock in and out of his
sister's sex canal. As he hammered into his sister's cunt, her
cries of anguish began to turn into moans of pleasure.

"Argh!... Argh!... Argh!... Oh Chris!... Ahh!... Ahhh!..." Her
moans now coming in short breathy grunts in time with Chris's
thrusts.

Chris could feel that familiar pressure rising in his groin, and
he desperately tried to hold it back. Trying to prolong the
wonderful feeling of fucking his own sister's eleven year old
cunt. He still held her arms pinned as his small hard cock used
his sister's body. But his excitement was too much and soon his
cock began pulsing with his first orgasm inside a girl.

"Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh!" the boy moaned as he climaxed. "Oh Karen you're
fantastic!" And his young body began to slow its humping as his
dry orgasm extinguished his desire.

But the spent boy was surprised when he heard his sister's
panting voice say, "Don't stop Chris! Just a bit more!"

Not wanting to fail his sister he continued pumping his cock,
hoping it would stay hard enough to do the job. And it did. Just
a short minute later Karen began grunting in a high pitched
shrill voice as she started violently pumping her hips up to meet
Chris's cock. Then she lay still. Her breath panting like she had
just finished running a mile race.

Chris rolled off his sister and the two lay side by side on the
floor. Neither of them knew what to say, so they said nothing.
And neither of them noticed their youngest sister standing in the
darkened hallway holding the digital camera.

After ten minutes Chris said, "We better get to bed before mom
gets home."

"Yeah, Okay," Karen answered dreamily.

The two gathered themselves up and headed upstairs to their
separate bedrooms.

Later that night the door to Lisa's bedroom slowly opened and the
nine year old moppet peeked out into the darkened corridor. A
least an hour before she had heard her mom arrive home from her
late meeting at work and by now she would certainly be asleep.

She crept down the stairs slowly, feeling her way along in the
darkness. Once down stairs she found the office and closed the
door behind her, then switched on the light. In her hand was the
digital camera. Lisa sat down before the computer and switched it
on.

It took long moments for the machine to boot up and when windows
98 opened it made its usual chiming musical welcome. Lisa jumped
and quickly turned the volume knob on the speakers down to
minimum.

Next Lisa logged on to the internet and went to the Xoom site
that gives out free home pages. She entered her web-name 'Net9'
and her password giving her access to her own webpage that she
had set up a month ago during the holidays but never got around
to using.

Lisa then plugged the digital camera into the com port and began
transferring the pictures to her website as jpeg files. This
process took fifteen long minutes and fearing being caught in the
act, the little girl jumped at every creak and groan of the large
house as it settled down for the night.

When the transfer was complete Lisa entered the web address for
her webpage and watched with excitement as the pictures of her
naked siblings appeared on the screen. She was relieved to see
that the light level in the living room turned out to be Okay.
The digital camera was able to enhance the images so they
appeared bright and clear.

One shot particularly caught her eye. It showed Karen lying on
the floor with Chris lying on top of her, Karen's legs were
spread wide and Chris was between those legs with his cock
pressed hard into Karen's pussy and his hands were pinning
Karen's wrists to the floor. Karen's back was arched and her face
screwed up in a pained grimace, while Chris's eyes were closed
and he mouth open, frozen by the camera in a moan of intense
pleasure.

The little nine year old girl did not realize it, but she had
captured the very moment Chris's penis had penetrated through his
eleven year old sister's hymen and Karen had lost her virginity
to her twelve year old brother.

Now she had pictures of her brother and sister fucking on the
net, At the moment Lisa was not sure what to do next. She would
have to think carefully about what to do with these wonderful
pictures. Perhaps she could make her brother and sister her
slaves. But for now Lisa just switched off the computer, cleared
the camera memory, and went quietly back to bed.

******

The next morning Chris woke up early and slowly set about getting
dressed and preparing for school. As he dressed Chris thought
over what had happened last night. It had not been a dream, he
had really done it with his own sister. If anyone found out he
would be in big trouble. He was not sure, but he thought that if
anyone found out he had did it with his eleven year old sister
then he would likely go to jail or something.

'Oh my god!' his thoughts raced. 'What if mom finds out? My life
would be shit!' He knew that this was a secret that had to be
kept hidden at all costs.

Then a sudden thought struck him. 'Oh shit! What if Karen tells
anyone!' He quickly looked around for clean jockey underwear but
couldn't find any, so decided not to wear any today and he
hurriedly pulled on his gray school shorts and headed out into
the corridor. He could hear his youngest sister Lisa humming
loudly from behind the closed door to the bathroom, and from
downstairs he could hear his mom making breakfast in the kitchen.
He quickly moved down the corridor to Karen's bedroom door and
tapped on it.

"Hey Karen! You in there?" he said in a loud whisper.

"Yeah Chris, come in." Chris pushed the door open and entered,
pulling the door closed behind him.

Karen sat on the edge of her bed brushing her long red hair, she
still wore only her long white tee-shirt. Chris knew she was
naked under the tee-shirt and the thought of her bare pussy made
his cock harden in his shorts. Without any underwear to contain
it, his cock immediately began tenting his school shorts so to
hide it he sat down next to his younger sister.

"Karen," he started nervously. "You know what we did last night."

His sister smiled at him. "Sure Chris, I'm not senile you know!"

"Well we have to keep it secret. Just between us. I think if
anyone found out we could be in big trouble."

Karen stopped brushing and looked directly at her brother. "I
know. Don't worry I won't say anything. And it was really cool
too."

Chris blushed at his kid sister's complement of his performance
at first sex with a girl. "I thought it was cool too," was all he
could think of to say.

There was a long silence. Neither of them knew what to say next.
Finally Chris found the courage to speak, "We better get ready
for school."

"OK Chris," Karen answered. "See you downstairs."

With that Chris got up and left his sister's room and headed
downstairs for breakfast. On his way to the kitchen Chris passed
the small downstairs office and decided to go in and look at his
email. He had several email-penpals from all over the world and
he liked to keep in touch with them.

He sat down in front of the computer and switched it on. When it
had booted up he clicked the internet icon with the mouse and
waited. After a few moments the Internet Explorer window opened
and he typed in 'www.hotmail.com' and waited. When the hotmail
page opened he entered his user name 'webranger13' and then his
password. After a few more moments three new emails were listed.

The first was from Max, a German kid in Berlin, and the second
was from Mike, a boy who lived in New Zealand. Chris decided to
leave those for later. But the third email was from someone
called 'Smegel.' Chris had never heard of anyone who used this
name. Who could it be?

He placed the cursor over the email entry on the screen and
clicked it. A few moments later the following message appeared on
the screen.

Hi Chris, You don't know me, but I know you. I know about what
you and your sister did last night. Was she a good fuck? It mush
have been great to slide into that tight little pussy.

Don't worry I won't tell on you. Provided you do what I tell you.
If you don't do what I want I will spread these pictures around.
Chris looked at the bottom of the email. And there were three
pictures of him having sex with his little sister. Chris suddenly
felt a sick feeling in his stomach and is face turned white. This
was his worst nightmare. What did this Smegel want and how did he
get these pictures? Gathering is concentration back Chris
continued to read the rest of the email...

If someone tells you Smegel asked you to do something, you do it!
No questions! just do it! Or you will be the one who's fucked!

Your new best friend Smegel
Chris just starred at the screen. This was a disaster! What did
this Smegel want?

"Are you having breakfast or not?" his Mom's voice called from
the office door.

Chris nearly jumped out of his skin and he quickly switched off
the computer before his Mom could see the awful pictures on the
screen.

"I'm coming now mom."

When Chris arrived in the kitchen the girls were already having
breakfast. He said hi sheepishly to both and ate his toast.

"You guys are late you better rush off to get the bus," their Mom
said.

The three siblings quickly finished their breakfast, and dashed
off to catch the bus for their third day at school.

It wasn't until he was on the bus that Chris realized that the
way his little cock always stuck straight out even when it was
soft, meant that the head with its sensitive piss-slit was always
brushing against the coarse material of his gray school short.
This was going to be a problem by the end of the day. But it was
too late to do anything about it now.

The third day of school went even better than before. But he knew
this would change in the afternoon when he had gym class and he
would have to put up with being tormented by the twelve year old
bully Steve.

After the lunch break Chris and Sam parted company and went to
their different classes, Sam to science class and Chris to gym
class.

When he arrived at the gym all the boys of his class were huddled
around the gym teacher who held a clipboard. The teacher turned
out to be the swim coach. He was young for a teacher, maybe only
twenty years old.

"OK everyone listen up!" the swim coach said loudly. "Today is a
tryout day for the seventh grade swim team for eleven and twelve
year olds. All of you are going to try for the school team. But
before we head down to the district swimming center we will do
some practice here in our own pool the select our team. Now all
of you go and get changed."

All the boys then dashed to the change rooms and quickly stripped
and changed into their snug-fitting brief white speedos, the
school swim uniform. Once changed they then dashed out the door
again and into the indoor swimming pool area just next to the
change room.

Chris wanted to be last in as usual and waited until kids started
leaving before beginning changing. When the last of the other
boys left the room Chris had only just removed his shoes and sox,
and was now unbuttoning his shirt. It was only now that he
remembered that he hadn't brought his speedos. "Oh shit", he
grumbled to himself.

"Hurry up in there!" called the swim coach from the open door.
"Your last. I don't want to be late, we have a lot to do today."

"Errr sir," Chris said weakly. "I've left my speedos at home.
Sorry sir."

"What's your name, kid?" asked the coach checking his clipboard.

"Chris," came the embarrassed reply.

"Okay Chris, today your can practice in your underwear, I'll get
speedos for you to take to the tryouts later if you make the
cut." The coach then turned to leave. Now Chris remembered his
next problem, "Errr sir!"

Stopping the coach said, "Yes, what is it?" Flushing with
embarrassment the boy said, "I don't have any underwear either."

"No underwear!" repeated the coach. "Why don't you have
underwear?"

Chris had to think of an excuse fast, "They caught on a nail and
tore sir."

"Did they. Then you will swim in the buff!" said the coach
sternly folding his arms.

"No one get out of swim class today, its too important."

Chris was stunned, "You can't mean naked sir!"

"Yes naked. Don't worry it's a closed practice in our indoor
pool, nobody else is allowed in, no other classes, just us guys.
Anyway you'll swim faster in the nude without any swim trunks to
slow you down. Now get stripped and over to the pool."

Chris opened his mouth to protest but the coach just held up his
hand, "No more excuses, you'll just have to do it. The tryouts
are compulsory."

Seeing no way to get out of the situation Chris removed his shirt
and slid his shorts down his slender legs and on to the floor. As
he slid them down he was at least thankful to see that his penis
had returned to its normal pink color, and was no longer showing
the sore redness of yesterday.

Chris put his clothes in his locker and walked stark naked from
the change room and into the swimming pool enclosure. The
swimming coach was right behind him preventing any chance of a
quick get away.

There were around thirty boys in this class, all eleven or twelve
years old and all wearing their brief white school issue speedos.
They were already splashing about in the fifty meter indoor pool.

When the other boys saw Chris enter stark naked they all stopped
what they were doing and laughed at him.

"Hey Chris your cock is saluting!" the easily recognizable voice
of Steve yelled from somewhere in the pool.

Chris automatically cupped his genitals with both hands to try
and save his modesty.

"Better get into the water kid," advised the swim coach from
behind him. "Unless you want to stand there on display for the
other boys to laugh at."

Chris knew that this was good advice and immediately ran forward
and jumped into the pool. He was now surrounded by thirty boys
all making lots of noise as they played around in the pool.

Chris decided that if he was going to compete forthe tryout team,
he better start warming up. So he began swimming slow steady laps
up and down the pool. All of a sudden he felt a hand grab his
cock, which pointed straight down when he swam, like the rudder
of a sail boat. Ambushed from beneath the water, Chris was pulled
under by his penis, stretching the boy's limp organ painfully,
and then just as suddenly released again. Chris floundered under
the surface of the water for a few seconds and then managed to
bring himself back to the surface where he gasped loudly for air.
Quickly recovering he looked around for the culprit. But there
was no one close by. The sneak attacker had escaped into the
crowd of laughing boys, and Steve was nowhere to be seen.

"Okay time for our practice heats," yelled the swim coach.

As the other boys got out of the pool after their events, Chris
noticed how the material of their white speedos became nearly
transparent when it got wet. But the small swim suits were fitted
with an extra panel of material across the front where it really
counted saving their modesty. But still, Chris thought idly, it
made the other boys in his class look really cute. He could see
their firm butt cheeks and the crack in between very clearly
through the transparent wet speedos and in front he could see all
except what was covered by the hand-sized panel of thicker white
material.

While the other boys probably would have given Chris lots of
ribbing during that practice, any such thoughts of teasing
quickly vanished when the tryouts began.

Chris performed well in most events, but bested every other kid
in the hundred meter freestyle, beating Steve out by half a
second. The coach was effusive in his praise, and in less than an
hour Chris had made the team and been named for the hundred meter
freestyle event. All but the ten boys selected were sent to the
locker room to change for a regular gym class. Steve was one of
the boys cut from the team and he was not pleased about it.

Chris and the members of his new team milled around while the
coach went into his office to get the keys to the minibus that
would take them to the swim center for the district tryouts.
Chris stood around with the other team members and toweled
themselves dry while they waited for the coach to return. Chris
was so delighted with his success, that he had even forgotten
that he was the only one completely naked. When they were dry
again they just stood around and waited for the coach to return.
One by one all the swim team boys secretly checked out Chris's
two inch circumcised cock and how it just stuck straight out over
his wrinkles tiny balls, shrunken by the cold water of the pool.
Some of them even began to get little erections that pushed out
the front of their brief swim suits.

After about five minutes Steve walked back into the indoor pool
enclosure and walked up to Chris.

"Congratulations on making the team Chris," he said with a smile.
"The coach told me to give you this." He handed Chris a new pair
of white speedos.

"Oh thanks Steve!" Chris grabbed them with glee, grateful to at
last be able to cover his nakedness. Chris thought that maybe
this gesture meant Steve was ready to stop bullying him now.

Chris bent down and slipped the tiny swim suit onto his legs and
pulled them up. He then had to put his hand down the front of
them push his cock down so it lay over his balls. They seemed
more than a little tight and Chris was certain that they were at
least a size too small. His genitals were pushed nearly flat by
the tight speedos and the thin bands of elastic around each of
his legs was pulled away from his skin next to his flattened
genitals so that the sides of his squashed balls pressed out
through the gap and could be seen. In front the tiny garment
covered the base of his penis and perhaps just a half inch of his
pubic area and the outline of his two inch circumcised penis was
all too evident. While at the back, the skimpy speedos revealed
the top of the crack between his ass cheeks.

Chris didn't see, but as Steve was walking quickly away, he was
giggling with evil delight to himself.

When the coach returned Chris said, "Hey coach, I think these are
too small."

"Are they?!" the coach said as he appreciatively eyed Chris's
slender body wedged into the tiny white speedos. "I think you're
right, they don't cover much of you. The boy who got them must
have picked up the wrong ones."

Chris was beginning to suspect that he was a victim of one of the
boy's who missed out on the team. And he had a good idea who it
was.

"Well it's too late to change now!" declared the coach. "You'll
have to put up with them for today. Now everyone into the bus."

As they entered the bus the coach handed each boy a fresh towel.
Then he climbed into the driver's seat and started the bus. The
drive took only about ten minutes. As they drove into the car
park of the swim center Chris was amazed at the number of cars
and busses parked there.

"This place must be packed," he said to no one in particular.

The ten white speedo clad boys from the senior school seventh
grade swim team got off the bus and then followed their coach
into the large swimming complex. Once inside they found
themselves standing in front of an Olympic sized indoor swimming
pool that had lines of red floats strung across its surface
forming the eight swim lanes. Surrounding the pool were terraced
grand stands, which held more than five hundred members of
opposing swim teams and their coaches. The place was certainly
intimidating for a bunch of eleven and twelve year olds.

The small group of scantily clad preteen boys followed their
coach to their designated place in the stand and waited for the
events to begin. Team events were first featuring a variety of
relays. Chris didn't have to take part in those, so he just sat
in the stand and cheered his teammates. As his teammates got out
of the pool after their events, Chris again noticed how
transparent the material of their white speedos became when it go
wet. He glanced around at the crowd of boys in the stands and he
thought how embarrassed he would feel showing so much in public.
But he resolved not to get shy, his teammates could do it and so
could he.

It was now near the end of the swimming program and Chris's team
had had no success, not even getting a third place.

Finally the entrants for the one hundred meter freestyle, the
last event of the day, were called to the start blocks. As Chris
walked around the side of the pool he couldn't help but feel that
all the boys in the swim center were staring at his obscenely
small speedos and getting a eyeful of his ass crack and his belly
all the way down to just above his cock. When he got to the
starting area he was told he was in lane five so he went over to
it and climbed up on the block ready for the start.

In a minute or two all the other competitors were on their blocks
and waiting for the start.

"Go Chris!" yelled one of his team from the stands.

"Yeah go red!" yelled another.

Chris couldn't help but feel lifted by the vocal support of his
team.

"On your marks!" called the starters deep voice and all the eight
twelve year old boys on the starting block hunched down ready to
dive forward.

In the few moments before the start the boy to Chris's right
turned to him and said, "Hey kid, when you bent down your speedos
slipped right down showing your ass."

Fearing his too small speedos had slipped off his bottom and
exposed even more of his young body, Chris reached around and
felt around for his speedos. Just then the starting gun went and
all the boys dived into the water. However Chris was distracted
at that moment and the starting gun took him by surprise, and he
lost two precious seconds at the start. As they swam down the
pool on the first fifty meter length Chris was last by at least
five meters.

"Oh shit!" groaned the swim coach. "What in the world was that
kid doing at the start." The coach didn't want to return to the
school having had none of his team even get a place in an event.
But it looked like that's how it was going to be. When all the
kids reached the other end they all touched the wall and headed
back for the final leg of the swim. But Chris had been taught a
proper tumble-turn, easily gained up a body length on the turn
alone. With twenty-five meters to go he was just two meters
behind the leaders and even in the water the racing boys could
hear the crowd cheering them on.

With ten meters to go most were starting to tire. But Chris
maintained a constant speed and began to overhaul the leading
swimmers.

"Yeah go Red go!" screamed his team and coach in the stands, now
realizing they actually had a chance.

At last Chris's hand hit the end wall completing the race.
Breathless he clung on to the one of the floating lane dividers
and looked around trying to figure out where he had finished. He
hoped he had finished at least third.

A judge came over to Chris leaned down and said, "Congratulation
kid! You won by three tenths of a second."

Chris couldn't believe it. He had actually won!

Seeing the look of disbelief in his eyes, the judge added, "You
really did win kid! You did great for such a small body. Now you
have to get out and go to the presentation area to get your
winners badge.

Chris was still stunned. He really did win! He had never won
anything before in his life. He swam over to the ladder at the
side of the pool and climbed out and walked over to the
presentation area. Where two other boys, who'd got second and
third were already waiting.

An elderly judge came over and shook their hands he then pinned a
badge onto the side of each boy's brief speedos. As he pinned
Chris's on, he seemed to take a little while longer but Chris
didn't notice. When this was done the boys were told to stand
together in a line with Chris in the middle. A photographer
stepped forward and kneeled down right in front of the three semi
naked boys and took a couple of pictures with a flash. He was
about to get up again, but then seemed to do a double-take. He
looked back at Chris, then pointed his camera right at the new
hundred meter champion, adjusted the zoom lens for closer detail
and took a few more shots.

'I think I'm going to be in the school paper,' though Chris
proudly as he waved to the cheering crowd. For the first time
Chris noticed that some of the boys in the stands nearby were
laughing and pointing at him.

"Hey kid," said the boy next to him over the din of the crowded
swimming center. Chris turned to look at him. The other boy had
the second place badge pinned to the side of his red speedos, and
it was the same boy that tricked him on the start. The boy leaned
close to Chris, "You know what that guy was really taking
pictures of?" he asked cryptically.

"What do you mean?" Chris asked. He was completely clueless of
what was happening.

Smiling with pleasure and a touch of revenge for being beaten,
the second placed boy spoke again to Chris, "Everyone can see
your cock right through you speedos, its like they're see-through
or something."

Shocked by what he heard Chris look down at his wet speedos for
the first time since leaving the pool. There it was! He could see
his pink penis pressed against his pancake squashed balls right
through the wet material of the speedos. His circumcised cock
head was clearly visible pressed against the thin material that
was so transparent even his piss slit was visible. He was
virtually naked in front of hundreds of seventh graders.

Now he realized what had happened. Steve had given the speedos to
him back at school. Chris didn't check them, but if he did he
would have seen that the front panel of thicker protective
material had been removed from this pair. So when they got wet,
the thin white material at the front, already stretched even
thinner by being too small for him, become very transparent.
Allowing his hairless boyhood to seen by everyone. Steve had got
him again!

Totally humiliated the red haired twelve year old put both hands
over his exposed genitals and ran along the side of the pool and
headed for the exit. As he frantically dashed past the laughing
crowd he noticed Steve sitting with a few of his friends in the
front row, and they heckled him as he ran past.

"Nice prick Red!"

"Don't get a stiffie in that thing, it'll burst!"

"At least its not sticking out like usual!"

"Streaking is out of style dickhead!"

Once outside the stadium Chris dashed for the minibus. But it was
locked, so he had to stand around with his hands cupped over his
genitals while he waited for the rest of the team and the coach
to get there. But he quickly realized that they would be quite a
while yet as there were still a few events to go. He couldn't go
back into the pool stadium, it would be just too embarrassing,
and he didn't want to stay in the car park because all numerous
people passing by stared at the curios little preteen boy wearing
only skimpy white speedos and with his hands clamped over his
balls. He was only five miles from home. He could run there in an
hour. Seeing no better option Chris began jogging barefoot along
the busy main street of the town.

Curious shoppers stared at the near naked boy as he passed
hurriedly by. As he ran Chris kept his hands still covering his
sex, but this just drew their gaze to his crotch. So he let his
hands fall away from his groin which allowed him to swing his
arms normally as he ran. He kept moving as quickly as he could,
so the crowds of strangers in the busy street could not get a
clear look at his exposed preteen genitals. The embarrassed boy
could feel his cock harden unexpectedly. As he ran, Chris glanced
down and saw that his stiffening cock was pushing the front of
his skimpy speedos out obscenely. He desperately hoped no one
could see, but he felt like everyone was starring at him.

Back at the main entrance of the swimming complex Steve stood
with his gang as they watched Chris's white clad rear disappear
into the crowed street. They had hoped to have some fun, but
Chris was too far away to chase now. So instead he pulled out his
mobile phone and dialed a number. He then waited patiently with
the phone pressed to his ear.

"Hi Justin," he said into the tiny phone. "Just letting you know
he decided to run home after the swim. What? Oh yeah, everyone
saw his little pecker. The only way back to his house is through
the woods and he'll have to cross the creek at the footbridge.
You can meet him there if you want some fun." Laughing to the
other members of his gang Steve hung up and then said to them,
"You guys go back in and see the rest of the races. I got stuff
to do."

"Yeah sure you have!" the other boys snickered and obediently
went back into the swimming complex.

Steve walked over to the row of bicycles and removed the padlock
off his blue mountain bike. He then casually got on the bike and
began riding after Chris at a slow leisurely place.

******

Chris was relieved when he reached the edge of the woods and
finally escape all those eyes staring at him. His two mile run to
the woods had at least dried his speedos and they were no longer
see-through. He slowed his pace to a walk and caught his breath.
It was a beautiful summer's day and the walk through the woods
was very pleasant. The bright sunlight danced over the lightly
tanned skin of his slender body.

A mile into the woods he reached a wide stream of fast flowing
water. He followed the creek until he reached a narrow
footbridge, the only crossing for miles. When Chris was half way
across the bridge he noticed two smaller boys sitting on rocks at
the edge of the creek and dangling their feet and hands in the
cold water. Chris was suddenly felt that they were watching him
and giggling.

When Chris was across the bridge and closest to where the young
boys were sitting one of them called out to him. "Hey Chris! We
heard you were in the district swim championships. Come and tell
us what happened!"

Chris looked the two boys, both only about nine years old, there
was no way they could know about the swim championships. A chill
went down Chris's spine. He knew these boys would be bad news so
he hurried to get past them.

"Smegel said you should stop and play with us!" the blonde boy
yelled after him.

The mention of that name stopped Chris dead in his tracks. 'Oh
shit no!' he thought to himself.

The young boys walked over to Chris and stood on the path
blocking his way. The blonde one who had called out to Chris
smiled up at him and Chris now recognized the youngster. He was
the little blonde boy that had sucked his cock so many times
while he was tied up in the toilets.

"C'mon Chris I want to play! And Smegel said that if you don't do
what we say, I should tell him and he'll make you pay!"

"What will Smegel do to him Justin?" asked the other boy who was
real skinny and the smaller of the two. The skinny boy had sandy
hair and lots of freckles on his face and a big toothy grin.

"I don't know for sure Jamie. But he sounded like it was
something big," the nine year old blonde named Justin answered.

"Will he really do whatever we say?" Jamie asked still
disbelieving what he was hearing.

"You bet! Anything at all! Or we email Smegel and tell on him!"
Justin said smiling to his young friend. "Why don't you try it?"

Both of the younger boys now stared at the bulge in Chris's white
speedos which showed the rounded head of his circumcised penis
pressing prominently against the thin stretched material. Chris's
face blushed warmly with embarrassment and he slowly moved his
hands to cover his small bulging sex and hide it from their young
prying gaze.

Seeing his friend staring at the bump between Chris's legs Justin
said, "Do you want to feel his cock Jamie? Just go ahead! He
won't mind, will you Chris?"

Chris knew he was trapped. He couldn't risk this mysterious
Smegel telling everyone about him having sex with his own sister.
He would just have to go along with whatever they had planned for
him. "Okay," he said quietly, humiliated at being pushed around
by these smaller and younger kids. Already he could feel his face
blushing brightly with embarrassment.

"So get your hands out of the way," Justin said sternly. "Put
them on you head!"

Seeing no other option Chris meekly did as the younger boy
commanded.

Justin reached out with his index finger and began teasing the
tip of Chris's penis through the thin white material of his
speedos. The other boy just stood and stared at his friend as he
touched the end of this twelve year old's cock. He was amazed
that Chris just stood there and did nothing. He really was doing
as he was told! He was their slave!

Justin brushed his fingernail across the piss slit of Chris's
penis, which caused the twelve year old to grunt and jerk his sex
away from the insistent finger. But Justin then placed his hand
over Chris's Cock and balls and began squeezing the soft preteen
flesh through the material of his speedos, deliberately digging
his fingers deep into the firm testicles . "Ahhhgghh!" Chris
moaned but he still managed to keep his hands in place on his
head.

"Your balls are really hard Chris." Justin said as he continued
to plough his fingers into the soft flesh, his finger tips
digging into Chris's ball sack and he squeeze them painfully.
"Maybe I can loosen them up a bit."

"Arrrrghhh!" Chris moaned. "Please stop! That hurts!" It took all
his will power to keep his hands on his head.

The boys giggled loudly at their captive's useless pleas.

"What's the matter Chris? Don't you like having your nuts
crushed?" said the freckle faced boy. And both boys laughed at
the joke. "Can I have a go now?" Jamie asked Justin.

"Sure!" Justin said as he finally released his iron grip on
Chris's balls and stood aside for his friend to play with the
older boys cock and balls.

Jamie followed Justin's example and placed his nine year old hand
on another boys sex for the first time. He began squeezing
Chris's soft cock and balls, feeling the older boy's soft penis
and the small eggs inside his small firm balls. The boy then
released Chris's cock and balls and slid his hand inside the
waistband of Chris's speedos, his fingers sliding down over
Chris's hairless pubic area and on to his two inch soft cock. He
grabbed Chris's cock and squeezed it hard. This time there was no
material in between the boy's fingers and Chris's boyhood.

"Hey! Stop that!" Chris squawked as he realized that the
youngster was now inside his speedos. He instinctively took his
hands off his head and grabbed the boy's invading hand.

But Justin immediately stopped him. "You let him do what he wants
or else!" His voice was firm and threatening. Chris knew he had
no choice. Again he put his hands back on his head and let the
nine year old boy feel his most private places. "Hey I can feel
it getting hard!" Jamie said excitedly as he continued to squeeze
Chris's now rigid three inch penis.

"Chris likes kids playing with his cock, don't ya Chris?" Justin
laughed.

"What do you mean Justin?" Jamie asked, his fingers still
exploring inside Chris's speedos.

"This is the kid who was tied up in the toilets yesterday, and I
sucked him off until he came."

"Shit!" the other nine year old exclaimed, totally impressed with
his friend. "I though you were just bull-shitting when you told
me about that. And did he squirt stuff in your mouth?" asked
little Jamie excitedly.

"Nah! His cock just jumped around a lot and nothin' came out."

"Wow! Now I wanna see his stiff cock!" demanded Jamie and he
removed his hand from inside Chris's tight speedos leaving his
hard cock a very prominent bulge in the thin white material.

"Okay Chris," Justin said. "Pull your speedos down and step out
of them!"

"No way, man," Chris responded without thinking of the
consequences. He did not want to strip in front of these two
giggling little kids. "Please, I don't want to," he begged. But
all he got was cold stares back from the two as they held their
breaths in anticipation of Chris's complete nudity.

"Do it NOW!" Justin nearly said firmly.

Knowing it was useless to argue, Chris grasped the elastic top of
his Speedos, bent forward and pulled them down his smooth skinned
legs. Once they were at his feet he stepped out and stood up
straight again with his hands obediently back on his head, and
waited.

Swiftly Justin stepped forward and collected Chris's speedos and
went back to where the boys had been sitting on the rocks when
Chris arrived. There he collected a carry bag and threw Chris's
only clothing into it. He then returned with the bag and said,
"Ok, he ain't goin' anywhere now, he's all ours for the rest of
the day."

Chris's heart sank as he realized the hopeless situation he was
now in. Naked and totally in the control of these two kids, both
younger than himself, and with no way out. It was a hot day but
it was cool here in the woods next to the stream, but not cold.
However Chris found that his whole body was covered in goose
bumps as the boys looked at him, studying every detail,
especially his hard three inch horizontal erection.

Now little Jamie wasted no time. He stepped forward and latched
his hand firmly onto Chris's stiff cock. "It feels so warm and
hard," he said excitedly.

"Yeah, like you've never squeezed your own little stiffie,"
mocked Justin and the youngster holding Chris's cock blushed red
while his friend giggled at him. "We gotta move now Jamie!"
Justin announced suddenly. He reached into the carry bag and
retrieved a set of handcuffs. "Put you hands down behind your
back!" commanded the nine year old blonde boy.

Chris did as he was instructed without even a minor protest. A
few seconds later he felt the cold metal cuffs encircle his
wrists, and then he heard the sharp click as they locked shut.

"C'mon lets go!" said Justin as he headed down the path and
deeper into the woods.

Jamie followed, still keeping his hand locked around Chris's
boyhood and used it as a handle, dragging Chris along with them
by his hard penis. "I wanna see him cum like you said," said
Jamie as the walked along the path.

"Well we don't have time today," answered Justin. "You can do
tomorrow if you want."

It was then that Chris realized that his problems would not end
today, they would go on and on. Unless he could find a way out.
But it seemed now that he had little control of what was
happening. He had come this far and there seemed to be no way
back.

After fifteen minutes of walking in the woods the boys finally
came to a place where the woods gave way to green paddocks with a
few scattered trees and horses. A few hundred yards ahead of them
was a farmhouse and the boys set a course straight for it. When
they got closer Chris could see that they were not heading for
the main farmhouse, but instead to a small shed behind it. The
two boys marched Chris straight up to the door and knocked on it,
and when the door opened they pushed Chris inside and the two
youngsters followed him in and closed the door behind them.

When Chris's eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the room he
slowly and nervously took in his new surroundings. The shed
turned out to be a bunkhouse. There was a set of bunk beds set
against the far wall and a large double bed closer to him. There
was an open door at the back of the room with was a tiled
bathroom.

Suddenly a boy appeared in the open doorway of the bathroom.
Chris's heart sank even lower when he recognized the figure
standing in the doorway.

"Hi ya Chris. Did you enjoy the swimming tryouts?" Steve jeered
as he entered the small room and stood leaning idly against a
cupboard and still wearing his school uniform. His twelve year
old eyes eagerly drank in Chris's hand cuffed and naked body.

"I've been waiting for this since we tied you up in the showers,"
Steve continued smiling. "Your cock is great the way its sticks
straight out like that just begging to be played with. I just
didn't think it would be this quick. Until this Smegel guy
emailed me and said that you did something that you want kept
secret, and that he knew what it was and he has proof. He said
you'd do anything I say. Is that really true? Will you do
anything I say?"

Chris knew he was at this boy's mercy and just stared down at the
floor. Too ashamed and embarrassed to speak.

"Well!" said Steve more insistently. "Will you do what I say?"

Slow Chris nodded his head, submitting to whatever was in store
for him.

"Cool!" smiled Steve.

"I'll bet you're looking forward to a nice shower after all that
swimming and from running all the way here," Steve said. "So
first we're going to get you showered."

Steve sauntered over to Chris and took hold of his cuffed hands.
Next a click was heard and Chris thought he was finally free of
the cuffs. But Steve pulled his arms around in front and
re-locked the handcuffs around his wrists. Next Steve led him
into the bathroom where he pushed Chris into the shower recess
and attached the handcuffs to a hook hanging overhead so that
Chris's arms were stretched straight out high over his head, his
feet only just able to touch the tiled floor. He then stepped
back to admire Chris's lean stretch preteen body.

"Now I want to see what your look like in those speedos I got
you," Steve said and Justin retrieved them from his bag and gave
them to Steve. Steve slipped them on Chris's legs and pulled them
up. Carefully positioning his cock so it's circumcised head
pressed against the tight thin material.

"I can't see your cock through those speedos," Steve complained.
"Maybe they're not wet." He reached into the shower recess and
turned on the cold water."

"Arrgggh!" Chris grunted as the cold water stung his smooth
sensitive skin. Very quickly he was drenched from head to toe and
Steve turned the water off again.

"What's better! It's amazing how see through this material gets
when its wet. I bet that sports teacher just loves to see kids
wearing these during swim classes." Steve laughed. "It's a pity
your pair seems to be a bit thin in front. I can see your little
cock real clearly now. Have a look guys!"

The two younger boys huddled in the entrance of the shower recess
and stared at Chris's transparent speedos. "Wow!" they both
giggled.

"I bet that photographer at the swimming center got some real
good shots of it," Steve continued causing Chris to blush
brightly as he remembered the photographer at the swimming center
taking repeated close-up shots of his see- through speedos.

"Now let's get a better look." Steve quickly slipped the wet tiny
speedos down Chris's long slender legs and off his feet, and
tossed the useless garment back to Justin who put it back in his
bag.

"Wow that cock of yours is just always sticking straight out!"
Steve admired. "It's like it defies gravity or something." Now
Steve quickly got out of his clothes, leaving the discarded
garments scattered on the floor. He then stepped into the shower
recess with his helpless victim and turned on the water and
adjusted it to a comfortably cool temperature. Next Steve took
some liquid soap from a dispenser and began soaping up the bound
preteen boy. Using both hands Steve carefully soaped up Chris's
chest and belly. He then let one hand fall to Chris's sex ad he
slowly squeezed and fondled Chris's cock and balls, all the while
soaping them up into a thick lather.

"Mmmmm, your balls are sooooo hard," Steve cooed. "Maybe that's
what makes your cock stick out." The excited preteen then moved
around behind his bound shower partner and began soaping Chris's
back and firm white ass cheeks.

"Do you like the feel of a boy touching you?" Steve asked
casually. At the same time he let one hand press between Chris's
butt cheeks and he began soaping Chris's ass crack, his finger
tips brushing against Chris's small anus.

"Ahh! No please, don't touch me there." Chris gasped his voice
shaky.


"So your finally speak!" Steve laughed. "So you don't like me
touching you there do you?" He tickled the other boy's hole with
his finger to illustrate the point.

"No!" Chris stammered. "Please don't. I don't want..
Ayeeeearrrgh!" Chris screamed as Steve suddenly pushed his soapy
middle finger up his ass hole. Chris clenched his teeth and
danced on his tip toes but bound as he was he could escape the
invader. Steve kept probing around with his inserted digit,
moving it in and out. It both hurt and thrilled Chris at the same
time. Against his will, his prick began to come to rigid
attention. Now Steve popped his finger out of Chris's little back
passage and continued standing behind him as he returned to
soaping up Chris's smooth slender preteen body. Chris could feel
the other boy's stiff cock brush against his bare ass cheeks.

Reaching around to Chris's front Steve took special care rubbing
Chris's flat tummy and probing into his belly button. His little
nipples too came under special attention, and when the other
preteen boy touched his hardening nipples, Chris couldn't help
but allow a low moan to escape his lips. Seeing the sexual
response from his captive, Steve concentrated his efforts on
exciting the little nubbins, tickling them with his finger nails.

Next Steve soaped up the other boy's red hair. Then he shoved a
finger into Chris's mouth. "Suck it!" He commanded.

Chris tried to turn his head away, but the bigger boy held his
hair to prevent him from moving. Seeing he had little choice,
Chris sucked the finger. While he sucked Steve's finger, Chris
could feel Steve's other hand move down to his now rock hard
three inch cock and begin to slowly squeeze and slide up and down
it. At the same time he could feel the other boy's hard cock push
against the crack between his ass cheeks.

Chris was frightened of the other boy, but he was also enjoying
this so very much. He continued to suck the finger in his mouth
and he could feel the pressure building in his cock.

But before Chris could reach climax, Steve stopped and removed
both hands from his captive and washed all the soap lather off
Chris's now highly excited body. When he finished, Steve unhooked
Chris's handcuffed hands from the overhead ring and pushed him
down to his knees.

Chris knew what was coming. The twelve year old's circumcised
cock stood out stiff right before his eyes.

"Suck it!" the bigger preteen commanded again.

"No, please don't!" Chris begged uselessly. "Please I don't want
to! Please don't make me do that!"

"Holy shit! Are you really gonna make him suck your cock?" Jamie
asked incredulously.

"This is gonna be great!" announced Justin as he watched in avid
fascination. "You start sucking it now!" Steve ordered. "Or I'll
kick your balls out your ass!"

Slowly Chris opened his preteen mouth and the other boy slid in
his hard four inch cock.

As the other boy's cock head slid deeper into his mouth, Chris
began to panic and tried to pull his head back and push the
bigger preteen boy away with his cuffed hands, but it did no
good. Steve grabbed a hand full of hair on either side of Chris's
head and used it like handles as he guided the kneeling boy's
face onto his rigid four inch circumcised rod. Soon Chris 's nose
was pressed hard against the smooth hairless skin of Steve's
lower belly. Chris now had another boy's hard penis in his mouth
for the first time in his life.

For several seconds the two just stood there. Then Steve began
moving Chris's head back and forth. Sliding Chris's mouth up and
down his prick for nearly three minutes.

"Ohhhh fuck! You have a great mouth Chris," Steve moaned. "Suck
it good!" As he neared his climax Steve began to thrust his hips
forward to meet Chris's head as he dragged it towards him by the
helpless boy's hair. As he raped Chris's preteen mouth, his
thrusts became more and more violent. Soon he was slamming
Chris's face painfully against his lower belly as he thrust his
cock harder and harder into the boy's mouth.

Suddenly Steve's young body became rigid and he held his cock
pushed deep into Chris's mouth. Chris could feel the other boy's
cock pulsing with preteen orgasm.

His lust spent for the moment Steve pulled away and turned off
the water still running from the shower and stepped into the
other room to dry himself with a large red towel. The abused boy
just continued to kneel on all fours in the shower, small
rivulets of water running off his shaking, naked body, gasping
for breath.

"Wow that was amazing!" Jamie cried.

"Yeah Steve, he sucked you good!" Justin joined in.

"You can get used to it Chris," Steve advised. "You will be
sucking lots of cocks before long. Now, get out up and towel
off." Chris slowly hauled his naked body out of the shower and
Steve tossed his a large yellow towel and he began to towel
himself off.

Steve then turned to his two younger friends, "You guys can get
naked too if you want to be in on this."

Justin needed no more prompting. He quickly shed all his clothes,
flinging them all over the floor. However Jamie was more
reluctant. Not wanting to be the odd one out, he slowly removed
all his clothes except his brief white jockey underwear.

Steve saw Jamie was not fully undressed and said, "What are you
waiting for?"

Jamie looked down at the floor. "I just didn't want to get
totally undressed," the young boy stammered, his earlier nerve
deserting him.

"I think you should be the next cock for Chris to suck," Steve
said.

"No, its okay," Jamie said trying to act causal.

"Grab him!" Steve yelled and he and Justin both pounced on the
smaller boy. They wrestled him onto his back on the bed and
Justin pinned his arms over his head while his legs dangled over
the side. Steve pulled his white jockeys down revealing his
immature soft one and a half inch uncircumcised penis. He then
turned to Chris and said, "Now you suck it for him!"

For some reason Chris was not horrified by the scene, instead he
moved forward and kneeled down between the struggling boy's legs.
For a few seconds Chris paused looking down at the young boy's
small cock and the smooth skin of his tiny hairless balls. For
some reason he really wanted to suck those tight little balls
into his mouth but he knew he'd better do exactly as he was told.
So he leaned forward and sucked the boy's soft penis into his
mouth.

"Hey! He's got my cock!" Jamie squealed.

Chris could feel the small head inside its covering of foreskin
and he began sucking for all he was worth and was soon rewarded
when felt the little cock begin to harden. It did not grow very
big. When it finally reached full erection Jamie's little cock
was only about two inches long. But Chris found it exhilarating
to suck the younger boy while he was being held down by the other
two.

After about a minute of sucking Jamie stopped struggling and
began groaning softly. "Ohhhhh that's feels good!"

"I told you you'd like it," Justin said.

Jamie was now humping his hips, thrusting his tiny cock into
Chris's willing mouth. Suddenly he said, "Something's happening!
It feels funny!"

"Hold on, you're going to cum!" Steve cried.

"It feels so weird!" said Jamie worriedly. "What's happening..
Yeeeeeahhhhh" he squealed and began violently thrusting his hips
and jamming his spasming cock harder into Chris's mouth.

Chris could feel the little hard rod in his mouth pulse as the
nine year old had his first orgasm. After a few more seconds
Jamie stopped moving and lay still, exhausted.

"Great work Chris!" Steve smiled.

"Mmmmmm!" cooed Jamie softly still in a daze.

"But now its your turn," Steve continued. "Get up here on this
bed Chris."

Chris obediently climbed up onto the bed with the other boys.
They quickly maneuvered him on to his back and Steve unlocked the
handcuffs. Next his arms were pulled out towards the bed head and
his wrists were tied to the corners pulling his arms wide apart.
Then the boys descended on his ankles and more rope was tied to
each. The two younger boys then each pulled on a rope attached to
an ankle, pulling his legs wide apart and leaving Chris on his
back spread-eagled on the bed, his three inch erection pointing
straight up towards the ceiling. As the boys began tying their
ropes to the corners at the foot of the bed Steve said, "Hey I
got a better idea! Try his ankles up here with his wrists."

Both the younger boys could visualize how vulnerable that
position would leave Chris so they hurriedly followed Steve's
instructions. They pulled Chris's legs up and back, folding his
naked body in half with his legs still spread wide apart. They
then set about tying the rope from each ankle next to where his
wrists were tied. This position left Chris's bottom, balls and
anus totally exposed and available for whatever the boys had in
mind.

Then Steve went to a cupboard and opened a drawer. He pulled out
a thin leather strap that was split near the end into six very
thin strands, each one knotted at the end. Chris thought it
looked terrifying.

Steve let the strap dangle over Chris's obscenely exposed balls,
the knotted ends brushing the soft tender skin of his testicles.

"Please don't hit me with that!" Chris begged as tears were
beginning to well up in his eyes.

"Now we see what you really like!" Steve smirked and immediately
began swinging the leather strap around in a rapid circular
motion. Then he lower his hand, bringing the outer arc of the
swinging strap closer and closer to the crease of Chris's widely
spread ass cheeks.

Chris watched the strap approach the gap between his upturned
cheeks and cried out, "Noooooo! Please Noooooo!"

But Steve was no listening. He move the twirling strap even
closer and suddenly the knotted ends of the strap made painful
contact with the soft sensitive flesh on the inside of his ass
cheeks.

"Ahhhhh! No that hurts!" Chris squealed.

"That's the idea!" Justin laughed.

For the next few minutes Steve let the knotted ends of the strap
scrap lightly along the crease of Chris's ass and even onto his
hole. Chris found that it tickled and hurt at the same time,
somehow.

Then suddenly Stevee drew back the leather whip and flicked it
across Chris's bottom. Not hard, but it hurt far more than Chris
expected. The little knots rubbed right across his bottom, making
little scratch marks on the soft flesh. Two more blows followed,
just as painful. The fourth however was harder.

SWISH!... Smack!!! And landed right on Chris's small exposed
anus, the knots seeming to tear into it.

"Yeeeahhhhh!" Chris screamed. The pain from his anus shook his
whole body. "Stop that fucking noise!" Steve commanded. But Chris
could not stop screaming. So Steve swing the strap again.

SWISH!... Smack!!! Landing on exactly the same spot.

"Ahhhhhyyyaaahhh!" Chris continued to scream.

Steve was beginning to worry that some one from the farmhouse
would hear and investigate the noise.

"Well maybe this will shut you up!"

SWISH!... Smack!!!

A sudden intense pain exploded in Chris's tender young balls and
the pain seemed to move quickly from his balls to his stomach.
The intensity of the pain took his voice away. Leaving his mouth
gaping open in a long silent scream.

After a few minutes of silence, as the boys waited for their
victim to recover, Steve said "We'd love to play with you more,
but Smegel said to let you go by four o'clock."

With that Steve untied Chris's ankles and wrists and said, "We'll
play again later."

Chris got up off the bad and stood up. His little nut-sack, was
covered with little scratches and he gingerly rubbed both his
balls and bottom as tried to soothe both sides of his body at
once.

Chris was totally humiliated. And covered his groin with his
hands. "Can I have my speedos back," he asked.

Steve thought for a moment and said, "Nah! You can go home naked.
You've done it before, so you can do it again today."

Chris went to the door and opened it. He was about to walk
outside when Steve called after him. "Hey Chris! I was told to
tell you to check your email when you get home!"

Chris just nodded and left. He ran the three miles home. Dodging
between trees and trying to stay out of sight. This was the
second time he was forced to run home naked from school.