NO WAY BACK

BY KEN CRAVEN

Part 2

There was a cool breeze to take the edge of another muggy school
day, but Karen still felt too hot. She was not looking forward to
the ride home on the yellow school bus, which would be unbearably
steamy without air conditioning. She was nearly fifteen minutes
early when she arrived at the bus stop just a short walk from her
school. The only other girl there was Ashley, an older girl of
thirteen, which Karen only knew from many shared bus rides.

"Hi Ashley," Karen smiled pleasantly as she sat down next to the
older girl on the wooden bench seat inside the bus shelter.

"Oh hi Karen!" Ashley smiled back. "I can do with a smoke out of
sight behind the shelter. Would you like one?" she asked raising
an eyebrow at the younger girl. Karen didn't smoke but like most
preteens she was desperate to be accepted by the older girls. "I
guess so," she answered quietly already knowing that she would
regret it.

The two schoolgirls walked behind the bus shelter and out of
sight. Ashley took a pack of cigarettes and matches out of her
bag then dropped the bag at her feet and leaned against the back
of the shelter. As the other girl lit the cigarette, Karen
couldn't help but notice how she had grown small pointed breasts
that stood out sharply from her tall slender thirteen year old
body. They pushed the front of her school dress out nearly two
inches from her otherwise flat chest.

"Do you like my tits?" Ashley asked suddenly, making Karen jump
from her fixed stare.

"Oh. I wasn't looking at them," the younger girl stammered as she
quickly tore her eyes from the young teen's twin peaks. Already
feeling her face flush with embarrassment.

The other girl just laughed, "Its Okay! You can look at them if
you like, all the boys do."

"They weren't so big before the summer break," Karen continued
happy that the other girl hadn't made a fuss of her staring.

"No, they grew over the break. I love the way they poke my
nipples out when I'm only wearing a tee-shirt. It really makes
the boys take notice. Would you like to feel them?"

Karen was a little taken aback by the offer and for a moment she
said nothing. But her female curiosity soon overcame her shyness
and she nodded her head while again letting her preteen eyes drop
down to the small pointed mounds pushing against her friends
school dress.

"Then go ahead!" the older schoolgirl encouraged. "I don't mind!"

"Are you really sure its okay?" Karen asked nervously, her right
hand poised over the other girls left immature breast.

"Sure, feel them! Its real cool!"

Her hand trembling with anticipation, the eleven year old girl
placed her hand on Ashley's budding breast and gently began to
squeeze it with her fingers. The small cone of recently developed
girl-flesh was much firmer than she expected. As she gently
probed it with her fingers she realized that the other girl was
not wearing anything under her school uniform dress and she could
feel the warmth of the older girl's pubescent body through the
thin material. Karen let her fingertips trace over the tiny nub
at the point of the small breast and she fell the nipple
immediately enlarge and harden.

"Mmmmm yeah, that feels good!" Ashley moaned softly to Karen's
delight. This was the first time Karen had ever touched a breast
and she knew it would be years before she some of her own to play
with.

"Would you like to see them too?" the older girl asked in a low
secretive voice. And without waiting for an answer Ashley undid
the buttons of her school dress and pulled it open, revealing her
small cones of flesh to the Karen's wide eyes. "Aren't they
great," the thirteen year old continued. "And they feel wonderful
when someone touches them."

Again Karen reached out her hand and placed it on Ashley's small
breast and probed it with her fingers. As she did so, Karen had a
sudden urge to put the swollen nipple in her mouth. But she
quickly dismissed the crazy idea.

"Now let me feel yours too," Ashley said.

Karen removed her hand from the other girls small tit and said,
"Well I guess that's fair." And began undoing the button at the
top of her dress.

"No, not your tits," the older girl said sharply. "You haven't
got any yet!"

"Then what?" asked Karen confused.

With that Ashley put her hand on Karen's hip and let it slide
down to the hem of her dress and then began raising it again only
now it was inside Karen's dress and heading for the junction of
her legs.

"Hey what are you doing!" But before she could react, the other
girl's hand was on her eleven year old venus mound and her
fingers pressing into the slit through the thin cotton of Karen's
panties. "Hey! No stop that!" Karen desperately squirmed away to
escape the invading hand in her most private place.

Ashley pulled her hand away and said, "Take it easy! I thought
you'd like to be touched there."

"No thank you!" was all Karen said.

The older girl did up the buttons of her school dress again and
leaned against the back of the bus shelter.

After a long awkward silence Ashley said, "Would you like to come
to a pool party at my place tomorrow night?"

This was too much Karen just wanted to get away from this strange
girl. "No thanks Ashley. I'm busy."

"Smegel said you would like to go," Ashley continued, raising her
eyebrow to add emphasis to her words.

Who the heck is Smegel, thought Karen. "No, I said I'm busy.
Maybe some other time."

With that Ashley folded her arms with a look of exasperation on
her face. "Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure," Karen answered resolutely.

With that Ashley walked back around to the front of the bus
shelter to wait for her bus.

What was that all about, Karen thought to herself. She had no
idea how strange this girl was. Then she too walked back around
to the front of the bus shelter to wait for her bus along with
all the other girls that had by now arrived.

******

Still naked after yet another humiliating ordeal at the hands of
Steve and his friends, Chris made his way through the forest
towards his home. As he followed the main paths that meandered
through the dense undergrowth of the forest he kept a look- out
for other school kids who also used these twisting as a short cut
home. Whenever he saw anyone he would quickly hide behind a tree
until they passed.

The sensitive skin in the crevice between his ass cheeks was
still stinging from where Steve had used a small leather whip on
his exposed hole and even once on his balls. Why had he done that
to him? Chris though to himself and he thought back on how the
other boy had so roughly and forcefully pumped his cock into
Chris's mouth. Chris hadn't really sucked his cock, instead Steve
had violently fucked Chris's mouth. It had not been a pleasant
experience but Chris suddenly realized that his penis had got
very hard just by thinking about his recent adventures.

This was the first time he had ever had another boy's cock in his
mouth and as his mind went back over sucking the younger boy's
tiny cock while the others held the boy down made his already
stiff penis so hard it felt like he could explode. As he walked
naked through the deserted forest in the late afternoon sun,
almost without realizing it, his hand went to his urgent erection
and he gently began squeezing the rigid member. His hand felt
wonderful on his boyhood and being outside in the open and naked
where anyone could see only seemed to make him more excited. He
could feel the pressure rising rapidly in his groin and he slowed
his walk but sped up his hand motion on his preteen cock, now
sliding his hand along the hard circumcised rod. Chris closed his
eyes as he walked, now only a shuffle, and let the sensations
build between his legs. He was going to cum right here in the
open in broad daylight. The thought made him even more excited
and he could feel his tummy muscles tighten as he approached an
intense preteen orgasm. He was now right on the edge, just a few
more seconds and . . . .

"Hi Chris!" called a cheerful voice from somewhere just in front
of him.

The voice took Chris totally by surprise. Caught in the act he
snatched his hand away from his cock so suddenly that the three
inches of rigid boy flesh was pulled sideways and then snapped
back to slap against his upper thigh, making a noise which only
drew the eyes of the intruder to Chris's hard hairless boyhood.
Chris looked up and saw Sam standing just a few feet in front of
him and staring down at his erection. Embarrassment flooded
through his twelve year old body turning his face bright red.
Instinctively his hands when back to his crotch to cover his
erection. He tried to speak but he was still right on the edge of
cuming and all that came out of his mouth was a series of
incoherent grunts, "I — — gaaahh — I — — just — — eraahh — — ."
And with his hands covering his cock, and touching it right on
the piss slit in the process, kept his over-excited cock right on
the edge of climax.

Quickly realizing that his friend was just about to cum, Sam
stepped forward and pushed his hand past the protective shield of
Chris's own cupped hands and firmly grabbed hold of the other
boy's penis and began firmly squeezing it.

Sam's action again caught Chris by surprise, "Hey!" he exclaimed.
But he didn't know what to do about it, so he just grabbed on to
Sam's wrist. The feel of his friend's warm hand on his excited
cock was wonderful and he instinctively began to thrust his hips
in an automatic fucking action. In a few seconds it started its
first pulsations of orgasm and he couldn't help a moan of
pleasure from escaping his lips as the unstoppable wave of
preteen orgasm washed over him, "Ooooooaaaahhh!"

"Wow that was a big one!" Sam laughed after the small pulsing
cock in his hand was once more still. "I got here just in time!"

"Shit Sam! Don't do that out here! Someone might see!" said Chris
quickly, his face still flushing red and looking back up the path
to see if anyone was around. He then tried to pull the other
boy's hand from his boyhood, but Sam kept his hand solidly
clamped on the still rigid organ. "Hey! Let go!" Chris demanded.
But both boys knew that Chris was enjoying the feel of Sam's hand
on his preteen erection and even though he'd only just cum, and
Chris could feel the pressure between his legs begin to rise
again.

"Not until you tell me what you're doing out here in the middle
of the woods stark naked and jerking yourself off."

Again Chris felt his face flush and he told his friend about the
days amazing events. Starting with forgetting to bring his
speedos, and how the teacher had made him swim in the tryouts
naked while all the other kids laughed at him. Next he told of
the white speedos that were too small and the big swim
championships at the town swimming center, and how he had won his
event but when he got out of the pool his wet speedos were
see-through and everyone could see his cock.

"Wow! That's incredible Chris," said Sam as he listened to the
naked boy's story.

"I had to cover it with my hands," Chris continued. "And I think
a newspaper reporter took a photo of me before I realized they
could see all of me. Shit I hope he doesn't put it in the
newspapers."

"But where are your speedos now?" Sam asked.

"Steve's got them," Chris continued. He told Sam of how he had
ran home in just his skimpy undersized speedos, and how the two
nine year olds had stopped him on the way home, made him strip
naked, hand-cuffed his hands behind his back.

Sam could feel his own eleven year old penis harden as he
listened to Chris's adventure. Having a younger boy tie him up
and play with his cock was a secret fantasy of Sam's, and he
often imagined it happening while he jerked off at night. Then
Chris told him about being taken to a small cottage where Steve
tied him up in the shower naked how he made Chris kneel down and
suck his cock until he came right in Chris's mouth. Then he told
Sam about how Steve grabbed one of the nine year olds named Jamie
and pinned him down to the bed and made Chris suck his cock as
well. As he spoke Chris could see the front of his younger
friend's school shorts tent outward as Sam penis reacted to the
story.

After a pause to get up his nerve Chris told Sam of how they had
tied him to the bed and used a small whip in his bottom, and even
on his balls.

Sam's mouth gapped open in amazement. "They actually used an whip
on your balls!? Shit! Did it hurt much?"

"It hurt a lot."

Then Sam looked down at Chris's genitals and asked, "Can I look?"

Chris nodded and spread his legs a little to give Sam a better
view.

Sam kneeled down in front of Chris and closely inspected the
other boy's hairless genitals. He could clearly see the narrow
red stripes across the soft smooth skin of Chris's small preteen
ball sacks caused by the small leather whip. "Shit Chris! I can
see the marks from the whip right on your balls. You mean they
really did whip you there?" the youngster asked incredulously.

"Just once," answered Chris who was already feeling his erection
returning as the younger boy studied his battle-scared testicles.
"Mostly they hit my ass."

Sam immediately ran his eager eyes over Chris white ass, but the
soft flesh of the boy's backside displayed no marks from the
whip. "Then how come your butt has no marks on it?" he asked his
friend.

"Because they hit me between my ass checks," Chris answered. "You
know. On my hole." Chris could feel the other boy's probing
fingers move from his tender balls to trace their way back to his
hole and gently probe around. He jerked his body away from the
probing fingers.

"Still sore huh?" asked Sam.

"Yeah, they hit me a lot right on it."

Sam was amazed and really turned on by Chris's story. He had
loads of questions and he didn't know where to start. "You
actually sucked a nine year olds cock?" Sam asked his eyes wide.
"What was it like?" Sam's free hand went to his own stiff penis
and he started squeezing it through his gray school shorts.

"It was really small and soft," Chris answered. "Not much more
than an inch long and he still had its skin on it. But it got
hard when I started sucking it, but even then it was only about
two inches long. And his balls were so small they hardly stuck
out at all, they were just wrinkled skin under his cock."

"Ohhhh wow!" was all Sam could say. "Is that what you were
thinking about when I found you? Is that why you were jerking
off?"

Chris shook his head. "No. I was thinking about." Chris stopped
suddenly embarrassed by what he was about to say.

"Go on," Sam encouraged. "Please tell me!"

"I was thinking about when they tied me up and whipped my ass and
balls. I don't know why but thinking about it got me real hard."

Sam brushed his finger tips lightly over Chris's small hairless
testicles, and smiled as he saw his friend's cock jerk and
stiffen. "I can whip them for you if you want?" and to emphasize
the point Sam lightly tapped his hand against the soft silky skin
under the twelve year old's ball sacks.

"Arrgh!" Chris grunted in surprise. Then said, "No thanks it
really hurt."

"It won't hurt much if I do it," Sam said reassuringly.

"No, its just a bit too weird," Chris answered. "I don't know why
I got hard thinking about it."

Then a puzzled look came over Sam's face and he looked up at
Chris and asked, "But why did you let these little kids do things
to you in the first place. And why did you let them take you to
Steve's place? You're bigger than a couple of nine year olds.

"I had to," Chris answered his eyes cast down to the ground in
shame and embarrassment. Chris's mind raced. Should he tell his
best friend? He desperately did not want anyone else to know the
truth, but he also desperately wanted some one to confide in. To
share the burden. And Sam was, after all, his best friend. "But
why?" Sam pressed his friend. "And why did they do that to your
balls? I mean they must know how much trouble they'll get into."

"They know I can't say anything," Chris replied, still lacking
the courage to give any more detail.

But Sam would not let the subject drop. "Why not? I mean they
tied you up and used a whip on your balls!"

"They caught me doing something and they have pictures. They said
that they will show everyone if I tell," Chris confessed at last.
"So I gotta do what they say."

Sam tilted his head to one side as he peered up at Chris. "Like
what? Did they catch you playing with yourself?"

"No. Much worse," Chris continued, not wanting anyone to know,
but still needing a friend to confide in.

Seeing other boy's hesitation Sam prompted again, "What then?"

"I. . . I did it with Karen," Chris finally confessed.

Sam was still not clear what Chris meant so he pressed further,
"You did what with Karen?"

"I. . . . I put my cock in her. . . thing."

"What!" Sam said his eyes wide in amazement. "You mean between
her legs? You actually fucked your kid sister!"

"Don't use that word. I didn't mean to, it was an accident."

"An accident?!" Sam giggled. "How do you accidentally fu. . . do
it with your sister?"

Chris just shrugged his shoulders and stared at the ground, "I
don't know, it just happened is all."

There was so much that Sam wanted to hear about he didn't know
what to ask about first. "What was it like. You know, putting
your cock inside a girl? What did it feel like?"

Chris though for a moment before answering. "It was nice. Like
someone sucking your cock only different. Every time I pushed in
to her, I could see Karen's face react."

"Did Karen like it too?"

"She seemed not to at first, but then I think she really liked it
a lot."

Sam knew they were moving into a new phase of their friendship
and he didn't want to screw it up. But he also knew he didn't
want to wait any more. He looked longingly at the smooth hairless
balls and horizontal rigid cock just inches in front of his face.
He knew he wanted to put it in his mouth. Sam looked up at Chris
and their eyes met for several long seconds.

Chris just nodded his head slightly at Sam, who didn't need to be
asked twice. Sam's head moved forward and he took Chris's erect
boyhood in his mouth. Chris felt the eleven year old boy's mouth
close around his rigid penis and begin gently sucking it. The
other boy's mouth was warm and gentle, his tongue working along
the sensitive underside of Chris's shaft. And it felt great.
Without realizing he was doing it, Chris began to slowly move his
hips forward and back. Slowly humping his cock into his friend's
willing mouth.

"Ohhhhh god that feels great Sam!" Chris cooed quietly, as if
frightened someone might overhear. He could feel every movement
of Sam's tongue as it ran along his hard cock to lap at the head.
The tip of Sam's tongue found the sensitive piss slit, causing
Chris's slender body to shudder in response. "Oh yes do that
again!"

Sam spent several minutes concentrating on Chris's cock head. His
fingers wrapped around the three inch shaft while he sucked hard
on the fleshy knob, his tongue repeatedly flicking the piss slit
and making the other boy grunt and his naked immature body jerk
and shudder every time he touched the tiny slit.

Chris could not help but feel totally excited by being naked and
having his cock sucked by Sam right out in the open where there
was a risk of being seen. The danger thrilled him as much as the
attention his penis was receiving. The warm summer breeze felt
good on his naked skin, making it tingle and making his tiny boy
nipples turn to small hard pips. He let his free hands go to his
raised nipples and gently teased them with his fingertips,
further heightening the sexual assault on his senses.

All too soon Chris could feel the pressure building in his cock
and he knew that he was close to cuming. Now Chris could also
feel that Sam's fingers on his balls as they stroked and fondled
the small firm mounds, taking him ever closer to the edge. "Oh
Sam, I'm going to cum!"

Just then Chris heard the sound of girls talking as the walked
home down the same path where he and Sam were.

"Oh shit! Hurry up Sam! I think some girl's are coming down the
path!" Chris whispered urgently.

Sam began sucking hard on his friend's organ and started sliding
his mouth in and out along the whole length of the hard cock
shaft.

Through the gaps in the trees Chris recognized the light blue
color of the girl's school uniform and from the chatter he could
hear there had to be at least four of them. And they would come
around the bend in the path and see them in moments.

Chris was so close to reaching his preteen climax that he let the
approaching girls get right to the bend just thirty feet away.
But still he was not yet ready to cum and in the next few seconds
they will be able to see him standing in the path naked while a
boy was sucking his cock. That would be just too much, his time
was up. He pulled back to extract his cock from Sam's mouth, but
the boy kneeling between his legs gripped on with his teeth, and
didn't let Chris's rod escape.

"Arrrgh! Shit that hurts Sam! What are you doing! Let me go or
we'll be seen!" Whispered Chris desperately and again pulled back
from the other boy. This time Sam let the boycock go and stood
up.

Both boys looked back down the path, the girls were just rounding
the corner. "Sorry, I got carried away," said Sam. "C'mon, Let's
go!"

Both boys dashed off down the path towards Chris's house and away
from the other kids.

As they made their rapid escape they could hear the girls behind
them. "Hey that boy is naked!" called one girl. "Can you see who
it is?" called another. But by then the boys had disappeared
around the next bend and kept on running.

As he ran Chris's still rigid and unfinished penis slapped wildly
from side to side, and Sam nearly ran into a tree as he tried to
watch Chris's three inch rod dance around.

After ten minutes of running the boys had reached the back of
Chris's place and climbed over the chain link fence. Luckily no
one was home yet, so once inside the house the boys raced up to
Chris's room and closed the door behind them.

Both boys were panting wildly and Chris fell face up onto his bed
exhausted. His still hard cock point straight up to the ceiling.

"Christ Sam, I thought those girls were going to catch us," Chris
panted. "I couldn't believe how close to cuming you got me."

"I'm amazed you could even run," Sam laughed. "The way your boner
was slapping against your thighs I though you were going to break
it or something." Both boys laughed loudly both at the joke and
in relief at not being caught.

After the laughter had died down Sam said quietly, "I can finish
the job now."

In answer Chris just spread his legs wide granting Sam total
access to his hairless preteen sex.

As Sam gazed down onto the slender prone twelve year old on the
bed he quickly pulled off his white school shirt and kicked off
his shoes and socks. Next he slid his shorts and underwear down
his legs in one action and stepped out of them. Now also naked,
he lay down on the bed right on top of Chris. So now the two boys
were lying on the bed face to face, belly to belly, and cock to
cock.

"Hey what are you doing!" said Chris in surprise. "I though you
were going to suck it."

"Its okay," Sam smiled. "My cousin showed me this, its real
cool."

Sam reached down with his hand and adjusted their boners so that
they lay side by side and sandwiched between the warm smooth skin
of their lower bellies. Chris instinctively lifted his knees,
improving the contact of their preteen hard penises, and now
their balls were also pressed firmly together. Their young bodies
were now in full contact together from their chests to their
groins.

Chris liked the feel of Sam's small warm body on top of him and
he could feel the boy's hard penis pressing against his belly.
They lay like that for several minutes. Then Sam's body began
moving. His hips grinding their cocks together.

Instinctively Chris reached down and placed his hands on Sam firm
ass cheeks as the other boy continued to hump their excited
genitals together. Lying under Sam like he was, Chris wondered if
this is what it was like for a girl to be fucked by a boy. It
certainly felt good and it was not long before he could feel the
pressure rising between his legs again, and he started thrusting
his groin up to meet Sam's.

As the two boys continued to fuck each other, Sam gazed down into
Chris's eyes and then leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
Chris was surprised by this move but he didn't resist. This was
definitely new territory and Chris let the kiss pass without
comment, he just wanted Sam to keep fucking their cocks together.
He loved the feel of the other boy's body on top of him, and the
feel of Sam's soft eleven year old skin as his hands roamed over
his back and ass.

Both boys were now moaning as they approached their climax. Chris
knew they were both about to cum very soon.

Sam's hips began moving with greater urgency and he began moaning
loudly, "Oh fuck Chris I'm gonna cum, ohhhh ahhhh!"

"Ahhhhhh me tooooo!" Chris answered, his voice rising to a high
squeal.

Then Sam arched his back and lifted his upper body up with his
arms so he could press down into Chris's groin even harder. As
Chris looked up into his friends face he could see it was screwed
up with effort and his mouth was gapping open and a high pitched
squeal came up, "Yeeeaaaah ahhhhh!" Then both boy's penises
pulsed with preteen orgasm and after a few seconds of bliss, Sam
collapsed back onto Chris. Both boys now panting, their naked
bodies covered with a fine sheen of sweat. They lay together like
that for several more minutes, enjoying the aftermath of their
sexual encounter.

It seemed that Sam was content to lay there for ever, but Chris
rolled the younger boy off and said, "Shit Sam, that was real
cool! Do you do that a lot with your cousin?"

"Sometimes, when we get the chance," Sam answered dreamily.

They lay on the bed for nearly twenty minutes in silence, until
Sam asked, "Chris, would you suck my cock for me?"

It seemed the least he could do after what Sam had shown him.
"Sure Sam." He then began sliding down the bed until he was level
with the other boy's cock and leaned over and took Sam's soft
circumcised penis in his mouth.

Chris loved the feel and the taste of Sam's little penis and he
began flicking the slit in the tip with his tongue as he sucked
and was pleased to be rewarded by feeling the small penis begin
to lengthen and harden to a near four inch erection.

"Ooooo yeah that feels great Chris!" Sam moaned softly. But then
added, "Could you do another favor for me first?"

Chris stopped his work and lifted his head to look at his friend,
"What favor?" "Could you tie me up first?"

Chris felt a bit uncertain about this strange request. But he
felt he owed it to him. "Well, okay I guess. How do you want to
be tied?"

Sam centered himself on the bed and then stretched his arms and
legs out towards the four corners of the bed. "Like this," he
smiled.

Chris retrieved Sam's school tie from his school bag and used it
to tie one wrist to one corner of the bed. He then got his own
spare tie from the closet and tied Sam's other wrist to the other
corner. He then had to scrabble around in his closet to find
something to tie Sam's feet with. He eventually found his
sneakers, which had very long white laces in them. He quickly
removed the laces and used them to tie Sam's ankles to the
remaining corners of the bed.

While Chris finished securing the naked spread-eagled boy, Sam
said, "Once I'm tied up you can do anything you want to me." The
bound boy knew that this sounded more than a little weird but he
had always fantasized about it.

Chris knew this was a strange game, but he wanted to know what it
was like to do things to other kids. He had been tied up and had
other kids play with his cock so much lately that he often
wondered what it was like for the one doing the playing. And this
was his chance to find out. "Okay then," Chris agreed.

When Chris finished tying Sam to the bed he noticed Sam's
circumcised penis was already rock hard and laying flat against
his flat belly. It was four inches long and a little thinner than
Chris's shorter cock, and Chris knew he was going to enjoy
playing this game with Sam. He sat on the bed next to the bound
boy and ran his hands all over Sam's chest. When his fingers
found the other boy's nipples he stopped there to gently tease
them with his finger nails.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" moaned Sam. "That feels sooooo gooood!"

Chris then let his hands drift down over Sam's slim flat belly to
his hard penis and gently began running his fingertips up and
down the exposed length of the preteen organ.

Sam squirmed around as much as his constraints would allow,
"Mmmmmm, yeah Chris."

Chris now grasped the rigid cock and bent it down between Sam's
spread legs until its head was pointing down towards the floor.

"Yeeaghhh! Careful Chris, you might break it!" Sam moaned both in
pleasure and pain.

"Shit Sam, your cock is just amazingly hard!" Chris said. "Like
it's made of concrete inside." He then let the cock go. It sprung
back up and slapped loudly against the soft hairless skin of
Sam's lower belly. "Slap!"

Both boys giggled at the sound and Chris again grabbed Sam's hard
penis and pulled it down between his legs and released it.
"Slap!" He repeated this several more times. "Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"If you're not careful Sam you'll give yourself a `red-belly'
with your own cock," Chris laughed.

Next Chris lay down on the bed between Sam's spread legs so his
face was just inches from the other boy's small testicles. He
reached out a hand and felt around the twin balls sacks. They
were small and firm and drawn up close to Sam's body. As he
probed about with his fingers he could feel the small fleshy
marbles inside. Chris was fascinated by the small orbs beneath
the tight smooth mound of skin between Sam's spread thighs. He
remembered how it felt when Steve had hit his own balls with the
towel in the change rooms at school, and later with that strange
little whip. The memory made his cock spring out to full hardness
and without thinking about what he was doing he reached out his
hand, made an `OK' sign with his fingers, lined up Sam's
defenseless left testicle, and flicked it hard with his finger.

"Arghh!" Sam grunted and arched his back in a useless effort to
try and twist his bound body away from the attack on his most
vulnerable place. "Arrh fuck Chris!"

Instantly Chris realized he shouldn't have done it to his best
friend. And he could think of only one think that will make Sam
forget about it. He again grabbed Sam's still rigid cock, lowered
his mouth over it, and began sucking for all he was worth.

After a minute or so Sam began moaning again only this time it
was pure sexual pleasure. "Ohhhh yes, keep going!"

Chris let the tip of his tongue probe at the pee hole in the end
of the four inch rod and enjoyed they way Sam's body would jerk
and twitch each time he licked his tongue over the sensitive
slit. It gave him a sense of power, of complete control over the
other boy's young body.

He returned to sucking and sliding the cock in and out of his
mouth and at the same time gently fondling Sam's recovering
balls.

"Yes! Shit Chris keep going!" Sam moaned, his voice sounding very
strained.

Chris increased the pace of his mouth fucking and sucked even
harder. Then he could feel Sam's cock begin to pulse and jump
right inside his mouth as the eleven year finally reached his
preteen climax. Chris kept sucking until after the last throb of
Sam's orgasm had passed. Then he released the spent cock and lay
down on the bed next to Sam.

"Oh thanks Chris that was fantastic!" Sam said, his breathing
still rapid as he recovered.

"That's okay," Chris answered.

After a few minutes silence Chris asked his friend, "Why did you
want to be tied up?"

Sam looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "I don't know. I
just liked the idea. And every time you told me about you being
tied up and having things done to you, it made me feel funny and
my cock always got real hard. Like I wanted it to happed to me
too. I don't know why."

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah, it was cool," Sam said. Then after a pause he added, "I
even liked it when you hit my balls. I mean it hurt at the time,
but I wanted you to do it again. I don't know why. Why did you do
it?"

Chris thought for a long moment then answered, "I really don't
know. I just happened. I guess I wanted to know what it was like
to do something to some else's balls."

"And what was it like?" Sam asked.

Chris wasn't sure how to answer this but eventually said, "I made
me feel strange. Like I could do anything. Its weird."

There was a long silence as both boys tried to make sense of what
had happened. Fifteen minutes later, as both Chris lay on his bed
next to the still tied and spread eleven year old, he remembered
that Steve had told him to check his email when he go home and
that it was urgent.

"Shit Sam! I forgot to get my email and they said I had to right
away!" said Chris and he jumped up from the bed and pulled on a
pair of boxer shorts that were lying on the floor and dashed from
the room closing the door behind him.

"Hey Chris wait! Untie me first!" Sam called after him. But Chris
hadn't heard him and already Sam could hear his friend's
footsteps on the stairs as he hurried down to his mom's office
and the computer.

Sam tried the bonds that held his wrists and ankles but they were
secure. He relaxed as he resigned himself to waiting for Chris's
return.

******

The door to his mom's the office was open when Chris arrived
downstairs and he rushed in and switched on the computer. He
waited impatiently as the machine booted up and the Windows
screen appeared. He clicked the internet icon and typed in the
hotmail homepage address.

He typed his user name and password and waited expectantly. After
a few seconds his inbox was displayed which showed two new
emails. Both were from Smegel.

"Shit!" Chris said under his breath as he clicked open the first
email. Behind him Karen wandered in, he had been so absorbed in
the email he hadn't heard the back door open.

"Hi Chris," his eleven year old sister said pleasantly. "Watcha
doin'?"

"Oh hi Karen, I was just checking the email."

His younger sister looked over his shoulder and saw the name
Smegel on the top of the first email. "Who is Smegel?" she asked.

"Oh Smegel. he is. ahh just someone. Why do you want to know?"

"Ashley asked me to go to a party at her place and I said no
because she tried to touch me, you know . . . down there. But
then she said that Smegel said I had to. It was weird, I don't
know any Smegel."

Chris realized that he had to tell his sister about the emails
form the mysterious Smegel because now she too was wrapped up in
this problem. "I didn't get a chance to talk to you before, but
this morning I got an email from someone called Smegel. I don't
know who he really is. But I guess it will be easier to
understand if you read it yourself."

With a few quick click of the mouse Chris had the very first
email from Smegel, which he'd received that morning, on the
screen and Karen leaned forward to read it.

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.

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

Karen looked at the bottom of the email and saw the three
pictures of her having sex with Chris on the lounge room floor.
Her mouth dropped open in shock. Her already pale skinned face
turned white.

"My God Chris!" she eventually said. "How did he get these
pictures and who is he." Without giving her brother a chance to
answer her mind raced on. "Do you think Ashley has these
pictures? That would be just terrible."

"No," Chris reassured his sister. "Whoever this Smegel is, I
think only he has the pictures, and he'll give them out if we
don't do whatever he says."

"But Chris, I already told Ashley that I wouldn't go to her party
even though she said Smegel said to. Oh no! What will happen
now?" Karen wailed. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't have a chance!" Chris said defensively. "I only got the
message this morning. And besides I thought it was only for me.
But now it looks like you have to do what Smegel says too."

"But now Smegel will give out those awful pictures and everyone
will see!" Karen cried almost hysterically.

"Maybe not," Chris said trying to keep his voice as calm as
possible. "Let's see what his latest emails say. Again Chris
clicked away with the mouse until one of the two the new emails
from Smegel was on the screen.

Hi again Chris

Congratulations on your wonderful win

at the local swimming championships.

You looked every bit a winner.

Just below this was a picture of Chris standing on the winners
platform wearing his white speedos. His small circumcised cock
was clearly visible through the thin wet material. Even the slit
in the end of his cock could be made out through the near
transparent material, and the ridge around his circumcised
cockhead was very plain to see.

No wonder the photographer took so many pictures, Chris thought.

"Why can I see your thing Chris?" Karen asked. "Its like your
naked in front of everyone."

Chris flushed red as he remembered the total embarrassment of
being so exposed in front of all those people. But he also
noticed that his cock was now pressing hard against his boxers as
he recalled the scene. He hoped his sister didn't notice the tent
now prominently poking up from his lap.

But her attention was held by a small icon just below the picture
that simply read `Press here for the rest of the message.'

"What's this Chris? Press it so we can see what else there is."

Happy to get his embarrassing picture off the screen, he clicked
on the icon and waited. Soon the rest of the massage was
displayed.

I see you and your friend Sam are very Close. It seems like you
like cock as much as you like pussy. Tell your sister and Sam to
obey when they hear my name too.

If any one of you dare disobey, then all of you will be exposed.
And everyone will see What you do together!

But before I go. Chris you are invited to a special party on
Saturday night at the same place you visited this afternoon.

No need to bring your speedos, LOL Your very best friend Smegel

Just below the message were two pictures of Chris and Sam in the
shower together. One picture showed Sam kneeling in front of
Chris while his hands played with Chris's erect little penis. In
the second picture their positions were reversed.

"Why did he say `no need to bring your speedos' Chris?" Karen
asked innocently. "And what does LOL mean?"

"He means they already have my speedos," he answered. "And LOL is
chat room slang for Laugh-Out-Loud. It means he thinks its real
funny."

As Chris studied the pictures he realized where they were taken.
"Hey that's here in our bathroom! They must have been on the roof
outside the window."

Karen began to squirm and finally forced herself to confess,
"Well, Chris. . . You see. . . I took those pictures of you and
Sam in the shower."

"You did!?" said her brother in astonishment. "But why?"

"I didn't mean for anyone to see them. We were just having fun."

"We? Who else was there with you?"

"Just Lisa," she continued quickly her confession now pouring out
like water through a broken dam. "We just took the pictures for
fun. We were playing that's all. Honest!"

Chris eyed his sister skeptically, maybe she was this Smegel
after all. "Then what did you do with the pictures you took?"

Karen looked down at the floor, unable to meet her brother's
eyes. "We put them on our web site."

"On the net!" said Chris in horror. "So everyone can see them."

"But we didn't tell anyone the address. So no one could know they
are there!" Karen said in her defense as she tried to hold back
sobs of tears. "But I couldn't have taken the pictures of us. you
know. doing it. That must have been some one else."

"Who?" Chris demanded.

They both sat and stared at each other for long moments and then
at the same time both said, "Lisa!"

"What?" came the nine year old girl's questioning voice as she
entered the home office, having just arrived home from school.

Chris jumped straight to the point, "Lisa did you take pictures
of Karen and me when we. . . . . on the floor last night?"

The young girl's face went bright red. She knew she was in
trouble and decided to just tell the truth. "Yes Chris," She
answered, her voice a mouse-like whisper. "I'm sorry. I was just
playing around because you made me leave."

"Did you put them on our web site Lisa?" asked Karen urgently.

"Well, yes. I put them with the others."

"Holly shit!" cried Chris in horror. "So that's where they got
the pictures from. They must have recognized us from the
pictures."

"But no one had the address," said Karen.

"Yeah, no one had the address," echoed Lisa.

"Well they found them anyway," Chris answered. "I don't know how,
but they got them and we are in deep shit."

Karen looked back at the screen and saw that they still hadn't
opened the final email from Smegel. "Shouldn't we open the last
email now Chris and see if he says anything about Ashley in it.

"What about Ashley?" Lisa asked.

"I disobeyed her when she said Smegel told me to do something and
I afraid I'm gonna be punished for it."

"Who's Smegel?" the younger girl asked.

"I'll tell you later," her older sister answered.

"Well he didn't mention it in the first email so maybe its okay,"
Chris said hopefully. A few more mouse clicks and the final email
from Smegel was displayed on the screen. All three preteens read
the message in silence.

Hi Karen

It seems you chose not to obey me when you were asked to go to a
party. Too bad! Now you must be punished.

To determine your punishment you must attend a meeting of our
exclusive little club. You must come alone. The meeting will be
on Friday night and directions will be sent to you when you need
to leave. So be ready. Follow the instructions to the letter. Do
whatever the instructions tell you to do, no matter what they
say.

And if anyone tries to follow you, the worst will happen. So be
warned!

Don't disappoint me again!

Your friend Smegel

Karen was horrified and almost in tears. "What does this mean
Chris?"

"It means that you'll have to do what they say and go to this
meeting. And its tomorrow night."

"But I'm scared. What it they do horrible things to me?"

Chris knew that these unknown people will probably do humiliating
things to her. But he didn't think they would hurt her. "It won't
be that bad. Anyway we have no choice. If we all want to keep
this a secret, we have to do what they say. I mean, what if mom
found out."

"Oh no!" Karen wailed. "That would be just awful."

"And you have to say nothing too," Chris said sternly to his
youngest sister. Lisa was almost in tears like her sister. "I
promise! I'm so sorry all this happened and I'm sorry I took the
pictures. But I didn't give them to anyone. You have to believe
me!"

After a long silence Chris couldn't help but believe his little
sister. He was sure she wouldn't do this on purpose to her own
brother and sister. "Okay Lisa, I believe you." He returned his
attention to the PC and said, "I'm going to wipe your web site so
no one can see those pics from now on. At least the situation
won't get any worse." Although Chris couldn't imagine how it
could be worse. "What's the FTP address and password?" he asked
as he opened the FTP program."

Karen leaned forward and typed it in for him. When the file
listing of the site came up Chris deleted all the files,
including all the `jpeg' picture files.

At least no one else can get these picture, Chris though. He had
no way of knowing where all this would end.

"I hope that will fix things," Karen said.

"I don't know," her brother answered thoughtfully. "You will
still have to go to this meeting tomorrow night. We can't risk
upsetting Smegel again."

"Shit!" Karen sighed. "Well I'm going to take a shower. All this
has made me feel icky." She then left the office and headed up
stairs with her little sister in tow. With a final sigh of
resignation he shut down the PC and headed upstairs too. It was
only now that he remembered that Sam was still tied to his bed.
He had been left there for nearly an hour. When he reached his
bedroom door he quietly opened it and slipped inside, closing the
door again behind him.

He looked down on the bed. There was Sam still tied spread-eagled
on the bed and with a stiff four inch penis that lay against the
smooth skin his flat belly. And added to this Chris realized that
Sam was asleep. His mouth was slightly open and his breathing had
the slow even rhythm of sleep.

Quietly he crept over to the bed and carefully positioned himself
between Sam's legs and then slowly reached out a hand and lifted
the stiff penis into an upright position and then leaned forward
and began very gently sucking the head of Sam's erection.

Chris kept one eye on his sleeping friend and could see the other
boy was still asleep, but Sam began to murmur words as he slept
and Chris had to listen very hard to make them out.

"No don't! Please not out here!" Sam said in his sleep, his voice
slurred and hard to understand.

Where? Chris thought to himself. He kept sucking on Sam's penis
and continued to listen for more.

"No everyone can see. . . No don't. please . . ."

Then the cock in Chris's mouth began throbbing in a big cum and
that woke Sam up.

"What's goin'. . . Ooooohhhh ahhh!" Sam moaned. He tried to bring
his hands down to protect his boyhood but they were still tied to
the bed. Sam then looked down to the red-haired head still
bobbing up and down on his hard penis, which was still pulsing in
orgasm. For nearly a minute after he had finished cuming Sam
could not speak, he just lay spread out on the bed breathing
heavily. Then finally he collected himself enough to speak, "Oh
Chris that was great. That's the best wakeup call ever! Thanks."

Chris let the now softening cock slide from his moth and lay on
the bed next to Sam. "That's okay." Then he added. "What were you
dreaming about just then."

Sam's face suddenly flushed red and he looked embarrassed, "Why
do you ask?"

"You were talking in your sleep. And just before you came you
were talking about everyone seeing or something."

"Oh," said Sam. "I sometimes have this fantasy that I like to
imagine happening."

"You mean you think about it when you jerk off?"

"Well, Yeah." Sam's face blushed slightly.

"So what is it?" Chris pressed.

After a pause to get his courage up Sam said, "I like to pretend
I've been captured by a group of kids from school and they tie me
up naked in some place with lots of people around. Like in the
schoolyard or a shopping mall. Then everyone takes turns doing
things to me and making me cum. I know its weird. But I think
about it a lot."

"Just a bit weird," Chris said smiling. "But maybe we can play a
game like that some time."

"Cool!" Sam smiled tugging at the laces and school ties holding
him to the bed. "You can untie me now."

"Okay," Chris answered and reached down a hand and began
squeezing Sam's limp cock and then gripped it firmly and
stretched it out as far as it would go. Making Sam grunt and
moan. "That's just to say goodbye." Then he set about untying his
friend.

When Sam was finally free Chris turned out the light and the two
naked boys got into the bed and snuggled close together. It was
now getting very late and the only light in the small room came
from the half moon shinning outside. Chris could make out Sam's
shadowy outline and could feel his warm breath on his face. It
had been a long day and it was not surprising that he felt very
tied now. He felt very relaxed and easy with his friend lying
naked beside him. After several minutes of lying in silence,
Chris felt Sam's hand move to his thigh and then trace its way up
to cup Chris's small firm balls.

Smiling to himself in the darkness, Chris realized that sleep may
still be some time in coming.

******

"Mommy! Mommy! I can see that boy's wee wee!" came the shrill cry
from a little girl as her mother dragged her off down the busy
mall by the hand.

Chris looked down at himself and was startled to see that he was
only wearing his white speedos that Steve had given him and they
were wet and see-through. He tried to cover his nearly exposed
groin with his hands but was again surprised to find that his
wrists were tied behind his back. As the many shoppers passed by
they stared at him and at his hairless circumcised cock, squashed
obscenely flat by his tiny undersized speedos which displayed
everything to the casual gaze.

Chris tried to hide his nakedness by turning his back to the
people, but he found he was standing in the middle of the
shopping mall and there were strangers on all sides, adults and
children, all laughing and pointing at him.

He quickly realized that the only thing to do was to get moving
and try and get out of the mall. Chris hustled his way deeper
into crowded mall looking for an exit, but the crowd and
brightly-lit shop fronts seemed to go on forever. He was trapped
and everyone was looking at him. This was just like at the
swimming center and he could feel his face burn red with extreme
embarrassment. It was worse being exposed to complete strangers
who laughed and pointed at him. His undersized speedos did
nothing to ease his embarrassment.

As Chris pushed through the thick crowd he could feel hands
touching him. Touching his bare chest and belly, and sometimes
even his groin, forcing him to turn suddenly away to escape the
probing fingers of the town's people, who seemed only interested
in giggling at him and poking at his privates.

All of a sudden Justin appeared from the mass of people right in
front of him.

"There you are Chris" the young boy smiled. " I've been looking
all over for you." Without warning Justin kneeled down in front
of Chris and pulled down front of his speedos just enough to
release Chris's circumcised two-inch penis from its tight
constriction.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Chris gasped horrified at having his
boyhood exposed in public. He tried to back away from the little
blonde boy, but Justin reacted quickly and reached out a hand and
grasped Chris's' small penis and tugged it back towards him,
dragging the rest of Chris's body behind it.

"Yeeearrgh!" Chris grunted helplessly at the assault on his cock,
which was pulled so hard it seemed like it be torn from him.

Justin then proceeded to tie the end of a long piece of string
tightly around Chris's soft penis just behind the circumcised
head.

"Owww!" that hurts!" Chris complained.

Justin then stood up, and let ten feet of string play out from
the small roll in his hand. He then headed off down the mall
dragging Chris behind him by the cock, with the busy shopping
crowd watching.

Chris had to hurry to keep up. Every time he fell behind a sharp
painful tug on his cock would force him move quicker.

"Hey look at that boy!" came the cry of a teenage girl just to
Chris's left. "I can see his prick and he's got something tied to
it, and his hands tied.

"Let me see!" followed the voice of another teenage girl. Soon
Chris was surrounded by a group of five girls all about fourteen
years old and in school uniform. Chris recognized the uniform as
the same one his sisters wore.

A painful jerk on his cock reminded Chris that he had to keep
moving and he tried to push past the girls but they held him and
the string tied to Chris's cock pulled harder and harder.

"Arrgh shit! Let me go please!" It seemed like Justin was pulling
on the string with all his weight.

"Hey look! Some one is pulling on his prick with the string," one
of the girls said. Another then took hold of the tightly
stretched string and pulled it towards Chris, at the same time
relieving the stress on his cock and pulling Justin back to them.

When Justin finally emerged from the crowd he looked around at
the group of teenage girls and said smiling, "Hi girls! Do you
like my little dog? His name is Chris."

"He's cute," said one of the girls who placed her hand on Chris's
chest and then slid it down until it was covering the soft skin
where Chris's pubic hair will one day be. As her fingers felt
around the soft sensitive area above Chris's cock she said, "He's
got no hair there yet. He's totally smooooth!"

This was like a signal to the others. Their hands descended on
Chris near naked preteen body. Fingers felt his nipples, making
them into hard little nubs. Others fingers were feeling his cock
which quickly responded. As his cock hardened and thickened, the
string tied around his cock-head bit deep into the shaft making
Chris groan, "Arrrgh! Please its hurting! Its too tight!"

"Well you shouldn't have got a boner then," Justin replied
coldly.

The girl's hands continued to play all over Chris's nipples,
belly and now rigid and strangled penis. One of the girls was
playing by pulling on the cock-string making their boy-toy groan
with every tug. While another pushed her hand inside his speedos
and began feeling his balls.

The next thing Chris knew was that the girls were pulling at the
sides of his tiny white speedos.

"Hey what are you doing?" Chris objected. But the girls were not
listening and they continued to tug at his only covering. "Please
stop, they'll rip!" he begged. But finally the flimsy material
gave way with a tear and the now useless speedos fell to the
floor, leaving him totally naked in front of hundreds of people.

The girls' hands were all over Chris's now naked hairless body.
Fingers were exploring his penis, his balls, his belly, his
nipples, and even the cheeks of his bottom.

Chris couldn't control the react of his young preteen body to all
this stimulation. In a few moments he could feel the pressure
rising in his penis and he knew he would cum soon in front of
these teenage girls, and dozens of passing strangers in the busy
mall.

"Oh shit!" Chris murmured and he screwed up his face as
desperately tried to force himself not to cum. But the fingers on
his penis and balls were irresistible.

But before his preteen body reached climax Justin announced,
"Come on girls follow me!"

The giggling pack of teens all removed their hands from the naked
boy, leaving him panting and unfinished.

Justin then said, "Time to see him handle a wild bucking bronco."

"Oh cool!" the girls cried in approval. "But where will we find a
bronco here?"

"Kmart!" Justin answered and headed off down the mall.

"Aaarghhhhh!" Chris grunted as the length of string connecting
Justin and his penis reached its limit and it pulled painfully on
his now rock hard cock, and forcing Chris to quickly thrust his
hips forward to ease the strain on his groin. He then began
pushing through the crowd after Justin desperately trying to keep
up to stop the string from tearing at his boyhood again.

"Hey wait for us!" one of the teen girls called as they all began
running after the two boys.

As Chris pushed through the thick shopping crowd hands would
continually reach out and grab at his erection or his small
hairless testicles, occasionally forcing him to stop to be
prodded and felt by the passing strangers. Then the painfully
irresistible string would pull on his cock and force him onward
down the shopping mall.

Soon he arrived out front of a Kmart where Justin was standing by
a child's horse- ride machine, the kind where you put a quarter
in a slot and the horse rocks up and down like a slow moving
bucking bronco. Three-year-olds love it.

But Chris was not asked to get on the horses back. Instead Justin
pulled him over with the string and made Chris stand right in
front of the horse's head. He then pushed the string through a
ring set in to the horses nose. The string was then pull tight to
take up any slack and so pulling Chris's penis up towards it.

Chris had to stand on tip toes to relieve the strain on his
tethered boyhood. "Hey, what are you doing? Arrgh that hurts?" he
complained but no one was listening. When Justin stepped back to
admire his handy work Chris found that he had to remain up on his
toes to keep the string around his cock-head from stretching his
hard boy cock beyond its limit.

"Shit Justin! That's pulling too hard on it. I can't stand on my
toes for ever!" Chris wined.

But the younger boy just giggled and began fumbling around in one
of the pockets in his shorts and pulled out a quarter. He then
moved around to the side of the horse ride and reached out his
hand to drop the coin into the slot.

Chris suddenly realized what was about to happen and called out,
"No wait!"

Justin hesitated, the coin in his hand poised over the slot.

"You can turn it on," Chris continued his voice sounding shrill
with fear. "When it moves the horse's head up and down it'll rip
my thing right off!"

Again the younger boy just giggled and said, "That's the idea."
He then dropped to the coin into the slot.

Immediately the horse ride began moving. But to Chris's relief
the first movement horse's head was down allowing his heels to
touch the floor again. But before he could appreciate the rest,
the horse's head began moving up. Again Chris got up on his toes
to ease the pain of the string dragging him relentlessly upwards
by his immature penis. It quickly reached the height where he was
once more at full stretch and his rigid boyhood seemed to be
stretched to its limit. But the horse's head continued up another
half-inch, and the string on his cock-head tore painfully at his
tender preteen groin.

"Yeaaagghh!" Chris squealed in agony. And just when he thought
his small penis was going to be torn from his hairless groin, the
horse's head began mercifully moving down again relieving the
strain.

As the ride continued this was repeated over and over again.

Down—up—"Yeaaagghh!" Chris squealed in front of the appreciative
crowd that now gathered around.

Down—up—"Yeaaagghh!"

Down—up—"Yeaaagghh!"

Down—up—"Yeaaagghh!"

Down—up—"Yeaaagghh!"

All through the agonizing horse ride, Chris saw that he was
surrounded by dozens of small children and parents, all watching
and laughing at the spectacle.

"Please, will some one help me!" Chris begged. "Please get out of
this . . . Yeaaagghh!" he squealed as the horse's head again
reached the top of its stroke.

A little boy of about six standing close to Chris asks his mother
"Can I feel it mom?"

His mom answered "Okay but careful he doesn't make a mess on your
clean clothes."

Chris was shocked that an adult would allow this to happen, let
alone let her son join in.

The young boy stepped forward and kneeled down next to Chris and
placed his excited hand on Chris's small balls that were drawn up
tight to his body by the painful torture of his penis.

Again the horse's head pulled Chris's boyhood up, stretching it
to the limit. "Yeaaagghh!" But despite the pain the touch of the
young boy's hand on his soft testicles was still enough to almost
make him cum.

Suddenly a security guard pushed his way though the crowd and
looked down at the naked boy with his hands tied behind his back
and his cock tied to the bucking horse ride.

Seeing the guard Chris felt a wave of relief come over him. He
was finally going to be released from this terrible public
torture of his preteen penis. "Oh please sir can you help me?" he
begged the guard.

But the guard just sneered at him and said, "You should be
ashamed of yourself young man, doing that in public. If you don't
clear off by the time I get back you'll be in trouble."

Chris just looked at the guard in shocked disbelief. Couldn't he
see that his hands were tied and he was being forced to do this?

The next thing Chris knew a group of boys from is school swimming
team arrived. One of them stood behind Chris and reached his
hands around and began tickling Chris's nipples. Despite the pain
tearing at his groin the touch on his nipples made them
immediately hard and he moaned in response. "Ohhhhhh god that
feels . . . Yeaaagghh!" Again the horse pulled viscously at his
cock bringing him back to his horrible situation.

Another blonde boy Chris's own age, who was also on the swim team
kneeled down in from of Chris and pushed the six year old out of
the way.

"Hey I was there first!" complained the youngster. But he moved
back anyway, allowing the older boy room. The blonde boy then
leaned forward and began sucking on Chris's stretched cock shaft.
There were now also hands on his bottom, his belly, his chest.
All exciting the tortured twelve year old making his nude body
tremble with sexual excitement, which mixed with the painful
torture of his preteen cock in a way he didn't understand, but it
made his whole naked body shake with every painful stretch of his
penis by the horse-ride. Every time his penis was stretched to
its limit he felt he was going to cum. But his young body just
went to the edge but never seemed to go over, and he now
desperately wanted to cum.

At last the ride stopped, but it had stopped with Chris's cock in
its most stretched position. "Arrrrggghhh!" he screamed. "Please
help! It's pulling it off!" A few in the gathered crowd laughed
at his clearly agonizing situation, but no one moved to help the
naked twelve year old. "Please! Get it off me!"

Suddenly he felt a sharp point of what had to be a knife on his
small hairless ball sacks. He looked down and saw the blonde boy
from his swim team holding the point of a pocket-knife to his
exposed testicles and was slowly drawing the point up the line
between his balls and then continued up the length of his cock
shaft. He knew it was cutting him but Chris could not tell if it
was just a scratch or much worse.

"What are you doing? Please don't hurt me! Please!" he begged
uselessly. Even through the pain of his stretched cock, he could
feel the point of the knife move along the stretched underside of
his penis right to the sensitive triangle of skin under the head.

"Arrrggh nooooo!" he wailed more in fear than pain as the blonde
boy began sawing the knife back and forward just under the head
of his over-extended penis. "No don't do it! Please No!"

Then the agony of the string stretching his cock stopped and he
could rest back on the soles of his feet again. For a horrible
moment he thought the blonde boy had cut his penis in two, and he
was almost too scared to look. But when he did look down his
still rock hard penis was back in its normal horizontal and there
was only an angry purple mark encircling the reddened head of his
penis to mark where the string had been.

"Oh thank god!" Chris murmured to himself.

But then the blonde boy kneeing between his legs took the whole
length of Chris's boycock in his mouth and began sucking
vigorously. Chris found his penis was still very sore from being
tied tightly by the string and the sucking was at the same time
painful and exciting.

Chris now noticed all the people standing around him and staring
at the boy sucking on his penis and realized that he was the
center of their attention and they could all see his naked body.
A wave of overwhelming embarrassment washed over him making his
face turn bright red. "No please don't make me do it in front of
all these people!" But the boy kept working his warm wet mouth
all over Chris's erect cock. Soon he could feel the pressure
rising from his balls again and he knew he was going to be forced
to cum in public very soon. He closed his eyes and tried to force
his prepubescent body not to react to the attention on his rigid
three inch penis. But instead he just became more aware of all
the hands that were still exploring all over his body.

Fingers were still flicking and teasing his hardened nipples, and
others had found there way into the crevasse between the cheeks
of his bottom and were touching and prodding at his anus. More
fingers were probing his navel and his hairless pubic area just
above his cock, which had become a pressure valve that was ready
to blow.

"Please Noooo! Don't make me do it!" Chris begged one final time.
He then looked down at the blonde head bobbing up and down on his
hard cock. As he looked down the boy's head seemed to shimmer and
blur, like his eyes were going out of focus. He struggled to
clear his vision again, and when he finally could see again the
head between his legs was no longer blonde. It had brown hair. It
was Sam's head working on his near ready to burst penis. In a
daze Chris looked around him. The shopping mall was gone. He was
once more in his bedroom and lying on his own bed while his tbest
friend sucked his cock.

"Shit what's happening?" Chris gasped sleepily as he slowly
realized that he had been dreaming, and Sam had been sucking his
penis while he slept.

Sam's mouth felt wonderful on his preteen boyhood and Chris began
to writhe about on the bed and thrusting his hips to increase the
penetration into the other boy's mouth.

"Oh god Sam, keep going," he moaned more loudly than he intended.
Without thinking he reached down and held Sam's head firmly in
his hands and began thrusting into the younger boy's mouth. Chris
couldn't believe how excited he was and how great it felt.
Somehow the strange dream had made him want to cum more than ever
before.

Just then the door to Chris's bedroom opened and there stood both
Karen and Lisa. The two young girls stood and stared open mouthed
at the scene being played out on the bed right in front of them.

Only Lisa broke the girls' stunned silence. "Chris what are you
doing to Sam?" the innocent nine year old asked her brother.

Chris turned his head to stare in surprise at his sisters who had
walked in him just as he was about to cum. He tried to say
something but couldn't find the words, he was just too close to
climax. And now he could feel that Sam was pulling his head away,
threatening to deny him his needed cum. But Chris held tightly
onto two handfulls of Sam's hair and held his friend's face
pressed firmly between his spread legs and kept pumping his cock
into the boy's mouth.

Sam tried to protest but the boycock forced into his mouth
muffled his cries. "Mmmmmfff!" was all he could manage.

At last Chris felt his penis pulse with an enormous preteen
orgasm. As his light frame shuddered uncontrollably in sexual
release, Chris arched his back and moaned, "Ohhhh god! Ahhhhhh!"
Then at last he let go of Sam's hair and the boy could pull his
head away to reveal Chris still pulsating penis to the girls'
avid gaze. Like a three inch flag pole pointing straight up at
the ceiling as it jerked in the last waves of orgasm.

"My god Chris what was Sam doing to your thing?" Karen finally
asked as the two boys lay naked and exhausted on the bed.

The boys looked at each other, they both knew there was no point
in lying now.

"Sam was sucking it for me," Chris said trying to sound cool.

"Why do you want him to suck it?" Lisa asked.

"Because it feels better than when you do it with your hand,"
Chris answered.

"And because it feels a bit like being in a girl's pussy," he
added without thinking.

"You mean like when you put it in Karen's pussy?" the nine year
old continued.

Karen gasped at their secret being spoken out loud, "Lisa no!"

But before she could get more upset Chris said, "It's Okay Karen,
Sam already knows!"

"You told him!!??" Karen squealed in horror.

"He has to know," Chris continued. "Because now he's in just as
deep trouble as us."

"Trouble?" Sam spoke for the first time, his hands going to his
still hard cock to hide it from the girls' eyes. "What trouble?"

Chris then told him about the emails from the mysterious Smegel,
the photos, and how they had to do whatever anyone says if the
use his name. And if any of them disobeyed they would be
punished.

"What kind of punishment?" Sam asked.

"We don't know," Chris answered. "But Karen will find out
tomorrow night because she disobeyed when Ashley told her to go
to a pool party."

"Shit!" was all Sam could say. "What if all our friends see those
pictures?" his added as the full weight of the situation they
were all in slowly dawned on him.

The four were silent for a few moments until Karen said, "You
boys better get dressed for school or you'll be late." Then both
girls left. Lisa backed out of the room never taking her eyes off
Sam's hands as they covered his preteen erection. When the girls
had gone and the door was again closed Sam asked, "What were you
dreaming about before you woke up? You made so much noise the
girls came in to see what was happening."

Chris blushed, "It's all your fault really."

"My fault? What do you mean?"

"You talked about being tied up in public, in the shopping mall.
And that's what happened in my dream."

"Really!" Sam said. "Tell me about it."

"Sure, but we better get dressed for school first."

******

Chris pulled on his boxer shorts, which he sometimes slept in,
and left Sam still sprawled naked on the bed. He opened his
bedroom door and went to the bathroom to wash. When he opened the
bathroom door Karen was already there, wearing only her long tee
tee-shirt that Chris knew hid her pantyless preteen ass. An
awkward silence followed as the two siblings tried not to appear
embarrassed about Chris being caught by the girls with his penis
in Sam's mouth.

Finally Karen got up the courage to speak. "Chris, what were you
and Sam doing before?"

Chris's twelve year old face blushed bright red and desperately
tried to think of a way out of the conversation. But he knew he
had to answer, and he may as well get it over with.

"I errr . . . he was . . ." Chris stammered helplessly.

"Does it go hard and straight when he does that?" Karen asked
casually.

"Yes it does," Chris answered simply trying to sound cool and
calm in front of his eleven year old sister.

"What does it feel like? I mean . . . did Sam's mouth feel like
putting it in my cunny?"

"Uh huh," Chris grunted. "It feels a lot the same."

"Which do you like best?" his sister asked and looked straight at
him as she waited for his reply.

Chris realized he didn't know the answer, but he also knew what
his little sister wanted to hear, "Your cunny is the best."

Karen smiled at her older brother and stepped up close to him and
raised herself on her tiptoes to kiss him on the mouth. The kiss
was longer and more intense than Chris expected and he was
surprised at his little sister's forwardness.

He then felt her hands on his bare chest as her fingertips glided
lightly over his small nipples, which immediately hardened under
the girl's angel-touch.

The one of Karen's small soft hands moved down his chest and
found its way under the waist band of his boxers and quickly slid
down to grasp his small soft penis and began to gently squeeze
it.

"Ohhh Karen, that feels so good," he murmured in his sister's
ear.

"Do me too Chris," his little sister whispered back to him.

The preteen boy needed no more encouragement. He let his fingers
slide down his sister's back to her small firm buttocks and then
let his hands slip underneath her long tee-shirt. The smooth skin
of Karen's bottom checks felt soft and inviting to his touch and
he let one hand move around and to the front and cup the soft
hairless skin of his sister's eleven year old venus-mound. His
fingers felt their way along the slit between his sister's soft
cunt lips and Karen reacted immediately to his intimate touch.
She pulled away from their kiss, arching her back she let her
head roll back and moaned softly.

"Mmmmm yesss, rub me there!"

Chris began making circular motions with his hand, firmly
massaging his sister's silky smooth sex mound. In response,
Karen's squeezing of her brother's hard boyhood became more
vigorous and urgent.

"Don't just squeeze it Karen," Chris instructed quietly. Move
your hand up and down it." His sister understood and began
pumping her brother's boycock.

"Ohhhhhh yes Michele, keep doing that. Ahhhhh!"

Chris now let his middle finger slip deeper into the crease of
his sister's soft preteen vagina. It felt warm and inviting. His
finger tip brushed over a small bump of flesh which caused his
sister to shudder suddenly and gasp, at the same time her hand
squeezed hard, strangling Chris's stiff penis.

"Ahghh! Careful!" Chris groaned his face wincing in pain. "That
hurts."

"Sorry, it just that you touched me on my special place that
feels really good."

The two preteen siblings stood in the bathroom and continued to
masturbate each other. Chris wanted to see his fingers working
between his sister's slightly parted legs, but her long tee-shirt
was in the way and ruined his view. So he reluctantly removed his
hand from Karen's eager pussy and grabbed her tee-shirt at the
sides and began pulling it up over her head. Karen had to release
her grip on her brother's hard cock so she could raise her arms
to let the tee-shirt be pulled off over her head.

When he had the tee-shirt off he tossed it in a heap on the
bathroom floor and then stood back to take in the sight of his
eleven year old sister standing naked before him.

Karen could see that her brother was admiring her exposed pussy
and pushed her hips forward slightly to give him a better view.
She also saw how her brother's boxer shorts were tented by his
hard boycock.

"Take your shorts off," Karen said. "I want to see you too!"

Chris smiled at his sister and slowly slid his boxer shorts down
towards the floor.

Karen's young eyes were wide as they fixed on her brother's
crotch as he slowly revealed his hairless pubic area, and then
the top of his hard penis pushed downward by the waistband of his
shorts. Finally the top of his boxers were pulled down the length
of his three inch rod and past its circumcised head. Once free of
the restraining elastic, Chris's cock strung back up to its
normal horizontal position pointing straight at his naked little
sister.

The two stood staring at each other's naked preteen bodies for a
few seconds and then Chris moved back to his waiting sister and
placed his hand back between Karen's legs and once more began
massaging her soft sex mould. The soft skin there felt warm and
silky to his inexperienced touch.

Karen leaned back against the sink and parted her legs to allow
her brother better access to her eleven year old sex. She began
softly moaning as her brother brought her closer to climax.
"Mmmmm yes, ohhhhhhh ahhhh!"

Chris now noticed how her nipples were full and hard, and bigger
than his own! Standing out like hard cherry pips from her flat
chest, demanding attention. The boy's other hand went to Karen's
left nipple and he began gently teasing it with a fingertip.

"Mmmmmmm," Karen moaned again, one of her own free hands went to
her other nipple and began playing with it.

"Do you like them being touched?" Chris asked.

Karen was almost off into a dream world and could barely hear her
brother speak. "Yes, it feels real nice."

Suddenly Karen began grinding her pussy into Chris's hand. Faster
and faster she rode the hand between her legs, all Chris had to
do was hold his hand still and his sister did the rest.

Karen's naked body shook as her hips pumped against Chris's
inexperienced fingers. She placed both her hands over Chris's and
pressed it firmly into her highly excited sex mound and began
roughly humping the boy's hand, a soft grunt escaped her lips
with each thrust of her hips. Steadily she could feel herself
building towards that wonderful feeling she got when she played
with herself. But her brother's fingers were much better.

Finally Karen's eleven year old body seemed to tense up and she
arched her back and turned her face, eyes closed and mouth open,
to the ceiling. Then her slender little body began to quake and
shudder as her preteen body writhed in orgasm. "Ohhhhhh ahhhhhh!"
the girl moaned a little too loudly. Chris quickly put his free
hand over his sister's mouth to muffle the sound.

"Shhhh!" he urged his sister to be quieter. "Careful Karen,
someone might hear us."

Slowly Karen's small body ceased its shaking as her climax
subsided and she released her brother's hand from between her
still parted thighs and let herself lean forward, both to hug her
helpful brother and to rest after the very physical experience.
"Thanks Chris," she said. "You can put your hand there any time
you like."

"Really?" the boy gasped as he realized what his sister was
offering.

"Mmmmmmm," said Karen dreamily.

Having fingered his sister's slit until she came, Chris knew that
what he wanted right now was to put his hard cock inside his
sister soft tight little cunt and fuck her. Hoping she would be
willing Chris said, "Karen . . . can I do it now. You know . . .
put it in your pussy," he asked shyly.

"Okay. But could I try it first like you boy's did?"

Chris continued to let his fingers rest inside the crease of his
sister's warm pussy and said, "Do what? You mean play with my
cock with your hand?"

"No! What Sam did."

"What do you mean?" said Chris puzzled.

Karen paused nervously for a few seconds then said, "You know. .
. . put your thing in my mouth so I can see what its like."

"You mean you want to suck it?" Chris said astonished at his
little sister's request.

His sister just nodded and her face seemed to blush red with
embarrassment.

"Okay," the preteen boy agreed eagerly. He reluctantly removed
his hand from between his eleven year old sister's legs and
stepped back his cock was already a rock hard three inches. Karen
eyes were fixed on her brother rigid horizontal rod. Chris then
leaned back against the basin and waited for his sister's next
move.

The eleven year old girl kneeled down on the floor between her
brother's slightly parted legs, her nose just inches from Chris's
hard erection. He could feel her warm breath on the head of penis
with made it jerk slightly with anticipation.

But Karen's hand went first to her brother's small round balls
that hugged close to his body below his three inch boner.

"Ooooo mmmmm!" Chris moaned quietly as his little sister's
fingers squeezed and probed his hairless boy-eggs.

"Your balls have little things inside them!" said the young girl
in surprise as she carefully explored between a boy's legs for
first time.

"Of course! What did you expect?"

"I just though they would be soft all the way through," his
sister explained. She then moved her exploring fingers to her
brother's cock shaft and gently felt her way along its three inch
rigid length. Next she began to poke and probe at the small piss
slit in the end with her finger-nail. "Is this where your pee
comes out?"

"Ahhgh!" Chris's naked body jerked suddenly in response. "Yes!
Careful, it's really sensitive there."

"Sorry!" Karen smiled at her brother.

At last Karen leaned forward and put her mouth over the head of
her brother's penis and began to gently suck on it.

Chris could hardly believe what was happening. His little eleven
year old sister was actually sucking on his cock, and it felt
great.

"Ohhhh-ahhhhh that's cool! Now put it all in your mouth and rub
your tongue up and down it more."

Following her brother's instructions Karen slid the full three
inches of her twelve year old brother's cock into her virgin
mouth and began to rub her wet tongue up and down the underside
of the boy's sex organ.

Her slow rhythmic sucking of Chris's cock was just heaven. Chris
had often fantasized about seeing his sister naked and exploring
between her legs. But this was beyond his dreams.

"Mmmmmm that's soooo cool Karen."

Soon Chris could feel the pressure rising in his groin and he
knew he was going to cum real soon. But this time he could just
relax and enjoy it.

"Get ready Karen, I'm going to cum now!" he whispered to his
little sister.

Just then there was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Chris are you in there?" Called his mother voice from just the
other side of the door.

The shock of their mother knocking on the door startled both
naked siblings. Karen tensed up immediately and inadvertently bit
down on the hard length of boy flesh in her mouth.

Chris stifled a cry of pain as his sister's teeth clamped down on
his hard penis and for a horrible moment he thought she had bit
it off. Desperately he tried to push her head off his organ that
was still on the edge of orgasm. But Karen's mouth was securely
clamped onto his aching cock, and the agony made his eyes water.

For a moment Chris could not speak as he tried to control himself
enough to respond without making his mom suspicious.

"Chris honey! Are you in there?" repeated his mother.

Chris's stared wide-eyed at the door as he saw the doorknob begin
to turn. In just a few seconds his mom would open the bathroom
door and he would be caught with his penis in his little sister's
mouth.

"Don't come in mom! I'm naked!" he forced himself to speak. His
voice sounded high and strained to hi own ears as he fought to
control the pain of the teeth digging into his fully erect penis
which was still edging towards orgasm in spite of the pain. "What
is it mom?"

To his relief the doorknob returned to its normal position and he
heard his mom's voice continue, "I have to go. Make sure you all
leave for school on time. Okay?"

"Sure mom."

"Are you feeling okay Chris your voice sounds a bit strange."

Thinking fast "Its just a sore throat mom, I'll be okay."

"Would you like me to take a look at it dear?" The two preteens
watched in horror as the door handle began to move again.

Again thinking fast, Chris said, "No mom, don't worry I'm okay
really."

The door handle was released again and both naked siblings
breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay then, but remember to leave for school on time."

"Okay mom."

They heard their mom's footsteps descend the stairs and head for
the garage. Chris's then realized that his cock desperately
wanted release with a big cum. But his preteen orgasm was being
strangled by his sister's sharp teeth.

"For god's sake stop biting it Karen!" Chris begged.

At last the naked girl released her brother's cock from her
biting teeth and it immediately began pulsing with a huge orgasm.

"Ahhhhh!" Chris moaned with relief. Relief at escaping the
painful bite of his sister's teeth, relief at not being caught
red handed by his mom, and relief at finally being allowed to
cum. "Ohhh yeah! That's much better."

Slowly the girl stopped her sucking of the now softening boycock,
and then leaned back to rest. "Sorry Chris, I didn't mean to bite
you. I just got scared."

"That's okay." Chris looked down at his now soft two inch penis
and he could clearly see the white tooth marks on the shaft where
his sister had bit him. "Shit I hope those marks go away."

Karen put her long tee-shirt back on and said, "I said I'm sorry.
Anyway we better hurry and get dressed for school."

Disappointed that he was not going to be able to fuck his sister
this morning, Chris pulled his boxer shorts back on. Then he
asked "Do you play with it much?" Then after a pause, "You know,
down there."

"Mmmmmm," Karen replied, her hand going to her preteen slit and
began massaging her smooth pussy lips. "Sure, I play with my
cunny a lot."

"What about Lisa?"

"Lisa? She plays with hers too but I don't think she has ever had
a cum yet."

"How do you know?"

"Because I play with her cunny too sometimes and she gets all
scared when her little pussy start to feel strange and she makes
me stop."

Chris was at once shocked and excited, his penis quickly
regaining its hard full length as he imagined Karen playing with
his youngest sister's little nine year old cunt. "Do you guys do
it together often?"

"No, not often, just a few times."

"Cool!" said Chris smiling at his sister. He then went to the
bathroom door and slowly opened it just enough to check that the
corridor was clear. They both then hurried back to their rooms.

Later all four children were gathered in the kitchen getting a
very hurried breakfast of orange juice and toast.

"We gotta hurry or we'll be late," said Lisa breaking a lengthy
silence. Every time the nine year old girl happened to catch
either Chris's of Sam's eyes, she would quickly look away and
blush. All four children found the situation very uncomfortable
and they hurried to finish their breakfast get ready for school.

Chris checked the time on the wall clock and realized, with some
relief, that it was time to head for the bus stop. "Is time to go
guys. Get your stuff and let's go."

"But what about this Smegel person?" Lisa said.

The morning events had made the others completely forget about
the email from Smegel that threatened to punish Karen for not
doing as instructed by Ashley.

"I guess we'll just have to check the email tonight and see what
Smegel says then," said Chris calmly. "Really there's not much
else we can do."

Karen looked very unhappy about this, but nodded her acceptance
of the situation.

"Don't worry," Chris tried to comfort his sister. "We'll all look
at the email tonight and decide what to do then."

They all then left for the bus stop. When they arrived they
simply stood in silence, still embarrassed about the mornings
events. Soon the girl's bus arrived and the girls got on leaving
Chris and Sam who stood leaning against the bus stop as they
watched Karen and Lisa climb aboard their bus.

As the boys watched the bus leave Sam said, "So all those things
that have happened to you lately is all because of this Smegel
guy?"

"Well most of it," Chris replied. "The part in showers was
because of Steve, and when I was tied up in the toilets was
probably just bad luck. But every thing else I had to do because
of Smegel. And now you'll have to do it too, if they ask you to!"

Sam couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of being
forced to do all the things that had happened to his friend in
the past week.

"Do you want to come over to my place tonight?" Sam asked.

"I have swim team training tonight so I'll be late. I think it
finishes at five-thirty. Any we have to be back to check the
email."

"Okay. Look I'll meet you at the school bas stop after training,
then we can go to your place."

"Cool!" Then Chris remembered, "Shit, I haven't got any speedos."

"Where are they?"

"Steve has them, so I'll have to buy new ones again."

Sam giggled at his friend, "Maybe you should buy a pack of five,
you seem to use them up real quick."

"Very funny," Chris said not at all appreciating the joke.

******

It was just before 4 pm so the school 'book and uniform' shop was
still open. Chris was wearing his gray tee-shirt and gray school
shirts as he rushed from his last class to the school shop and
pushed open the glass door just as Mr Goulding, the store keeper
was walking towards it with key in hand ready to lock up.

"Your just in time young man, I was just locking up," The
middle-aged shop keeper said as Chris stood before him still
panting from his long race to beat the shop's closing time. "So
what do you need to buy in such a big hurry?"

Still breathing heavily Chris answered, "I need a pair of white
school speedos for the swim team please Mr Goulding."

Mr Goulding face seemed to flash with sudden recognition when
Chris mentioned the white speedos and Chris was certain the man
knew about happened at the swimming center. But the man quickly
turned away and went to a shelf and returned with a new pair of
white speedos with the school insignia on the side.

"There you go," Mr Goulding continued. "But don't you already
have a pair." "I lost them," Chris lied as he fished fifteen
dollars out of the pocket of his shorts. The storekeeper took the
money and began the process of scanning the new swim suite into
the cash register. As he did this Chris checked them to see if
the all- important double thickness of material was present in
the front and that the size was right.

"Errrr excuse me Mr Goulding but these are too small for me."

"Are you sure?" Mr Goulding asked.

"Yes sir, I'm sure."

"Why don't you try them on first."

"It okay, I know there're too small."

"I think you're wrong, and I'll be closed later, so put them on
and we'll see fi they fit right."

Chris looked about at the very open school shop with its big
glass windows with lots of kids walking past. The though of
stripping off in this public place where school kids might see
made his cock jump unexpectedly. But he was already late for his
first practice session with the school swim team and he couldn't
afford to waste time arguing.

Quickly he stepped behind a rack of school sweaters to at least
partially shield himself from the kids passing by outside, and
slid his shorts down revealing his light blue jockey briefs to Mr
Goulding who stood patiently watching. His tee-shirt only reached
down to halfway between his navel and his penis so it covered
nothing and Chris hoped the man didn't notice the small tent in
his briefs caused by his firming penis. He then reached out hand
to get the new speedos form the storekeeper.

"No no," said Mr Goulding. "They won't fit properly over your
underwear. You'll have to take that off too."

Chris immediately blushed with embarrassment. Glancing at the
large shop windows he said, "But I can't take them off here sir,
some one might see."

"Don't be so shy boy!" the man said sternly. "This is a boys only
school so no girls will see you. But if you must, you can change
back there in the corner."

Taking the new speedos from Mr Goulding, Chris moved to the back
of the shop and turned to face the wall. The corner was unusually
well lit by nearby display lighting which made Chris squint a
bit, but he checked and saw that he was well shielded from the
public view of the large windows.

Satisfied his modesty was secure, Chris slid his briefs off,
freeing his now stiff little three inch cock, and as he fumbled
to get the new speedos out of the plastic wrapper he was sure he
could feel the man's eyes on his now bare ass. Finally he got the
new speedos out of their packaging and quickly put his feet
though the holes and pulled them up. They were a tight fit
indeed, and he had to fiddle about with his now hard three inch
erection to get it into the tiny swim suite. If he left his now
rock hard boycock straight up, it pocked out past the top the
white speedos. And if he pushed it down so that it was pressed
against his balls and pointed to the ground, it pulled the
elastic waistband of the speedos down so that all his pubic area
could be seen and even the start of penis. Eventually Chris had
to lay his erection sideways, pointing towards the side bands of
the ridiculously over-small garment. But his erection was still
very obvious.

Keeping his back to Mr Goulding Chris said nervously, "They're
definitely too small sir."

"Well turn around and let me see boy." When Chris hesitated, Mr
Goulding continued, "Come on hurry up, I need to shut the shop
and go home."

Finally, reluctantly, Chris turned around and showed his barely
covered groin to the storekeeper.

The man seemed to take an eternity to make up his mind. "Mmmmm
yes," He then pulled another pair of speedos from the shelf,
handed them to Chris and said. "They are too small after all.
Here's a bigger pair, put these on."

Chris took the bigger size speedos and hooks his thumbs under the
side of the pair he was wearing and began to pull them down. At
the last moment he realized he was still facing Mr Goulding, who
stood watching just a few feet away. So he turned around to face
the wall and quickly pulled the first pair off, and put the new
bigger pair on. They were still very snug and Chris would have
preferred to get the next size up again. But he could feel the
shopkeeper's eyes on him and he was anxious to get out of the
shop. So he turned around to face the man and said, "These are
okay sir."

"Mmmmm yes, they'll do. Now get them off again so I can scan them
through the register."

Again Chris took off the speedos and without turning around
handed them back to Mr Goulding. He then began to fish around
with his foot trying to find his underwear. But it was gone. When
he looked around he saw them over by his shorts near the rack of
new sweaters. He realized that Mr Goulding must have moved them
there. Covering his now softening cock and balls with one hand he
made his way back to the his discarded clothes. As he passed the
cash register Mr Goulding held out a plastic bag and said, "here
are your new speedos."

Chris reached out his free hand and took the bag.

Then Mr Goulding added, "And here is your change." Forcing Chris
to uncover his boyhood to accept the coins.

Chris knew the man was looking at his exposed preteen privates,
but he pretended to ignore the man's fixed gaze and returned to
his clothes on the floor and quickly pulled on his shorts and put
his underwear into the bag with the speedos. Then he hurriedly
left and headed for the pool at a run without a backwards glance.

Back in the school shop Mr Goulding headed to the back corner to
the place where Chris had tried on the speedos. He peered into
the shelves at waist-height where he saw the tiny security camera
with its small red light indicating that it was active. The man
smiled and when to the front door and locked it. He then went
into the office at the back and presses the STOP button on the
VCR that was connected to the security camera in the store. He
rewound the tape five minutes and pressed PLAY.

He sat down at his desk and watched a small color monitor. On the
screen he saw the red haired boy move down the narrow aisle to
the back corner of the store, and very close to the camera. He
watched the boy pull his underwear down to reveal his fully erect
circumcised penis. In fact the boy was so close to the camera
that his hairless cock and balls almost filled the screen and
even his piss slit could be seen in great detail. The man smiled
to himself as he watched the boy frantically maneuvered his small
but unbending erection, trying to get it into his undersized
speedos.

"This is top quality," Mr Goulding said to himself as he watched
Chris finally force his hard and very inconvenient erection into
the tiny swimsuit. He then pressed the EJECT button and put the
tape in his bag. "I'm gonna be able to swap this for heaps of
stuff on the net." The man left the shop smiling broadly at his
fantastic windfall.

******

When Chris arrived at the school's indoor pool the rest of the
swimming team were already doing their warm up laps as Mr Jenson
the team coach walked along the edge of the pool calling out
instructions and encouragement in his usual loud voice. When the
coach saw Chris he yelled out, "Hey Chris your late, hurry up and
get changed!"

"Okay Mr Jenson," Chris called back as he dashed to the change
rooms. He changed into his new white speedos as quickly as he
could and stuffed all his clothes into his school bag and put it
in his locker, then dashed back to the pool.

When Chris arrived at the pool the coach said, "Okay everyone out
of the pool for a team meeting!"

All the other boys in the swimming team, twelve in total, got out
of the pool and still dripping wet gathered around for the
meeting. As they formed a tight circle around the coach Chris
noticed that they were all slim and athletic and ranged in age
from twelve, like himself, to about sixteen, for the seniors.

"Okay listen up everyone," said the coach over the noise of the
boy's chatter. "As this is only the first training session, it
will be an easy one."

"Yee-ahhhhh!" cheered the boys with glee.

"But it is important that we maintain our normal training
program. Which means every one turns up on time." The coach then
looked directly at Chris. "That means no more turning up late. To
make the point clear, Chris you can swim ten extra laps of the
pool when we finish. Understand!"

"Yes sir," Chris grumbled.

"Today you will all swim the required number of laps of each swim
strokes listed on the blackboard at the end of the pool," the
coach continued. "This will take you about an hour. I have to
register your names with the regional swimming association so I'm
leaving Brian in charge." The coach pointed to a tall athletic
sixteen year old boy with short brown hair. "He will supervise
for today's session and lock up when you're all done. Are there
any questions? No? Then get to it!"

The coach then gathered up a clipboard from a bench seat next to
the pool and headed out the door into the fading light.

"Okay everyone listen up!" said Brian forcefully. "I want you to
pair up and swim your laps in pairs, one pair per lane. Let's
go!"

The boys quickly paired up into six pairs and went down to the
end of the pool to check their lap schedule for the training
session. Chris found himself pair with a blonde boy about his own
age. The boy had a smooth athletic body and very flat belly that
made the bulge in the front of his speedos stand out all the
more. He could not be sure, but the boy had a striking
resemblance to the boy who had appeared in his dream and sucked
his cock in the shopping mall. Chris could feel his penis begin
to harden as remembered his dream and he didn't want to be caught
with a boner so he quickly said to his new training partner, "Hi,
I'm Chris. Let's get started then, okay?"

"Hi, I'm Ken," said the blonde boy who seemed very shy. "Sure I'm
ready to start."

The two twelve year olds hurried to the end of the pool and read
the lap schedule. On the blackboard was written:

300m free style

300m breast

200m butterfly

300m backstroke

300m free style - slow

200m free style - fast

300m free - slow

"Shit! 1900 meters!" Chris cried.

"It's not so bad," said Ken as he slid lithely into the pool.
"Everyone else has started so we better hurry and catch up."

This was already seeming like a lot of work to Chris as he jumped
into the pool next to Ken. Still, at least Steve was not here, so
he could relax and enjoy the exercise.

The two boys swam and talked as they completed one lap after
another. Chris found he liked Ken a lot. They talked easily and
quickly became friends. After an hour of work in the pool they
finally finished their set program of laps and dragged themselves
tiredly from the water.

"Okay everyone," Brian's commanding voice could be heard above
the chatters of the boys talking after their tiring training
session. "That's all for today. You can all hit the showers now."

The boys all began moving doggedly towards the showers.

"Not so fast Chris. You still have you ten laps for being late."

"Aww do I have to?" groaned Chris to the boy in charge. "I'm
beat!"

"You heard the coach. So get started!"

Reluctantly Chris headed back the pool and dived in. 'May as well
get it over with,' he thought.

As Chris swam his punishment laps he could hear lots of loud
yelling and laughing from the other boys in the showers. He also
reflected that if he was showering now he would get to see Ken
naked and see what he looked like without his speedos. He
wondered how big it is and if its cut or not. He preferred the
look of cut cocks, like his own, but the ones with little tubes
of skin on the end were interesting too. These thoughts made his
own penis spring to life and begin to strain hard against the
material of his speedos. 'Maybe its just as well I'm stuck here,'
he thought. 'If I was in the showers now and seeing Ken's cock
I'd only get a boner, and I'd have to hide it from everyone or
they'd laugh at me.'

When he finished his ten punishment laps, Chris swam to the edge
of the pool. Just as he was about to climb the small ladder in
the corner of the pool, the lights all went out in the pool
center. He also noticed that he could no longer hear the sound so
the other boys.

'Shit,' he thought. 'Everyone must have left and locked up and
forgotten about me still in the pool.'

Chris got out of the pool and walked towards the change rooms.
With he lights out he had to be careful walking around the
swimming pool in the now dim light that came in through the row
of small high windows. When he finally got to the entrance of the
shower and change rooms he was annoyed to find that the towels
had already been locked away, so he had no way to dry off.

'Shit! Now I'll have to go home wet.'

Inside the change rooms he went to the lockers and walked along
the rows for gray metal lockers and found his. He reached up and
tried to open the locker but it was locked. All the lockers are
locked when everyone leaves to stop anything being stolen, and
Brian must have locked them without thinking about Chris left
alone doing his laps in the pool. Chris had all his clothes
locked inside his locker. He now realized that he will have to go
home dripping wet and wearing just his white speedos.

'Well, at least there not see-through this time,' he though. The
chlorine from the pool was starting to dry on his skin and he
knew he should take a shower first, after all he couldn't get any
wetter.

Chris moved into the showers part of the change room, which was
only partially lit by the fading light coming in through its many
high-set windows. As he walked into the shower room he noticed
that he was not alone. Lying on the long bench seat that ran down
the center of the shower room was a boy. Chris moved closer in
the dim light to see who it was. It was Ken, the blonde boy that
he had spent the practice session with.

The blonde boy was lying on his back on the eighteen inch wide
bench seat, and still wearing only his school issue white
speedos. At first Chris though that he was asleep, but when he
got closer he could see that the boy's wrists were tied together
under the seat, as were his ankles which forced his thighs wide
apart. This position fully exposed the bulge of Ken's preteen
genitals held in his snug fitting speedos. And around the boy's
head was a white blindfold, which covered his eyes completely.
The blindfold was wet at the places where it covered Ken's eyes
so he must have been crying.

As Chris moved closer he could see that the bound blonde boy had
red marks on his chest and belly, which Chris knew were caused by
being smacked with the ends of wet towels. Chris also noticed
that the red marks on the boy's belly extended right down to
where it was covered by his brief white speedos just two inches
from the beginning of his penis. Chris wondered if the other boys
had also smacked Ken's penis with the towels, or maybe even his
balls! The thought of this smooth skinned blonde twelve year old
boy having his balls beaten while tied to this bench seat was
enough to make Chris's cock go hard and strain uncomfortably
against his tight restrictive speedos. Realizing that the other
boy couldn't see him, Chris pulled down the front of his own
speedos to release his hard three inch erection.

Chris knew he should release his new friend but something made
him stop. Instead he spent some minutes just staring down at the
blonde boy's near naked body laid out before him, while he slowly
moved his hand up and down his own stiff preteen rod. As he
quietly masturbated over the blindfolded boy, Chris noticed that
very few minutes the blonde boy would grunt as he struggled for a
few moments against the bonds on his wrists and ankles, and then
gave up again. The other boy clearly hadn't sensed Chris's
presence right next to him.

Then Chris made up his mind, he decided to take advantage of
situation. He knew there was a risk of being caught, and he would
have to keep an eye out for anyone coming into the now darkened
school swimming center. But he wanted to touch the other boy's
smooth slender body so much, the risk was worth it. And he knew
he would never get another chance like this ever again.

Moving as quietly as he could, Chris walked out of the change
rooms and into the entrance of the swimming center. There he
peered out through the glass doors, which were locked and could
only be opened from the inside. It was nearly dusk outside and
there was no one in sight. Chris then went back to the shower
room and stood over the tied and helpless boy. As he stared his
hand went to his still hard penis and he slowly began to
masturbate as he imagined what the other boy's cock looked like
under the thin material of his white speedos. As the pleasure of
his slow wanking began to build a soft moan escaped Chris's lip.

The bound boy's body suddenly tensed.

"Is someone there?" Ken asked nervously. Both boys were now
completely still and silent, neither daring to make a sound.
Then, as if realizing the danger the bound boy again started
struggling with his bonds. But he remained securely tied to the
bench, only his brief white speedos to protect his preteen body
from his unseen visitor.

Now breathing hard from the effort of fighting with the ropes
that held his ankles and wrists tied, Ken said, "Please, I know
someone is there. Please let me go!"

But Chris had made up his mind. He released his grip on his own
hard cock and kneeled down beside the slender athletic form of
the other boy. Tied and completely helpless, any part of his body
was available for Chris to play with.

Chris placed one hand on the tied boy's flat belly and let a
fingertip circle and then enter the boy's belly button.

"Please don't hurt me!" again the helpless boy pleaded.

But Chris just ignored him and let his hand drift down to the
boy's white speedos and to the small bulge between his widely
separated thighs. He let his hand cup Ken's boyhood and began
slowly squeezing and fondling the boy's package through the thin
material of the speedos.

"No, please don't touch me there!" Ken squealed, his voice high
pitched and loud.

Chris knew he had to stop the boy making too much noise, so with
his other hand he flicked the boy's balls with a finger and said
in a whisper to disguise his voice, "Shhhhhh!"

"Arrrghhh!" Ken grunted at the sudden and painful attack on his
helpless twelve year old balls. But the action did have the
desired effect of silencing him.

Keeping an eye out for no one else arriving at the swimming
center, Chris allowed his fingers to fondle the tied boy
everywhere. His fingers danced over Ken's nipples, navel, speedo
covered balls and cock, while he let his other hand go to his own
hard penis and played with it while he explored the other boy's
body. Next Chris stood up and slid his own white speedos down his
legs and onto the floor to allow himself better access to his own
balls and very excited boycock.

When he kneeled down next to the tied boy again, Chris hooked his
fingers under the top of the boy's speedos and slowly began to
pull them down.

Ken began struggling when he realized that his most private place
was about to be exposed, but he soon gave up the futile effort.

Slowly, Ken's hairless circumcised penis and balls were exposed
to Chris's hungry preteen eyes. Chris smiled when he saw that the
red marks from the wet towels did indeed appear right on his cock
and even his balls looked reddened from resent towel-attack.

Ken's penis was already half-firm from all the handling it had
received, and stood up three inches from the tied boy's slender
preteen body and seemed to point at the ceiling. Chris flicked
the semi-hard cock and watched it slap back against the boy's
smooth hairless pubic area and then rebound back to its original
vertical position.

"Arrgh!" Ken grunted each time his exposed penis was flicked.

While Chris continued to play with the other boy's penis, he
watched with fascination as it grew and hardened to a full four
and a half inches. Much bigger than his own merger three inches.
Chris began pumping his hand up and down the boy's warm erection
while his other hand began wanking his own unimpressive hard
penis.

While he was masturbating both himself and the tied boy, Chris
got a sudden but strong desire to suck the boy's hard cock. After
a glance to check that the boy's blind fond was in place, Chris
leaned forward and opened his mouth over Ken's rigid cock and
began lowering his mouth to begin sucking the waiting preteen
cock.

But just as his lips were about to touch the circumcised head of
the Ken's boycock, Chris heard the sound of someone entering
center through its big glass main doors. He was desperate to suck
the boy's penis, but there was no time. He had to hide quickly.

Chris tucked the boy's erection back under his white speedos and
ran to the nearby lockers near entrance to shower room and hid
behind them. Glancing back towards the boy tied to the bench
seat, Chris realized that he had left his own speedos on the
floor next to the tied boy. But at that moment he heard someone
enter the change room, so he ducked down to keep out of sight.

From his hiding place Chris heard someone walk past just on the
other side of the lockers. He held his breath knowing that if he
was caught and they found out that he played with Ken's penis
while he was tied up, then his life would become a big mess.

As Chris continued to listen, the unknown visitor who had joined
the boys in the change room moved over to where Ken lay
helplessly tied to the seat. Chris then heard some muffled
noises, like the sound of someone removing their clothes. The
next thing he heard was Ken's pleading voice.

"Please let me go! I won't tell anyone. Please! Ohhhh-ahhhh! What
are you doing? Stop! Pleeeeease!"

Overcome by curiosity, Chris raised himself from his hiding place
to peer over the lockers to see what was happening. With the
lights out and the fading daylight, Chris could not see clearly.
He could see only a silhouette crouching over the prostrate
twelve year old boy with his head bobbing up and down over the
boy's crotch. Although it was all just shadows, Chris could tell
the newcomer was sucking the boy's cock. Probably Ken's first
blow job.

As Chris strained his eyes to see better, the unknown person
stopped his oral assault on the bound preteens young penis and
leaned closer to his head. In the stillness of the tiled shower
room the shadow shrouded visitor's voice could be clearly heard
as he whispered to the tied preteen, "This is a pocket knife kid.
So don't make a sound and don't you dare cum or I'll cut your
balls!"

The whispering voice was very like the one that had spoke to
Chris when he was tied up here on the first day of school. It
could be the same person. But he couldn't see enough to see if it
was a student or teacher, let alone identify exactly who it was.

Chris then saw the attacker move a hand to the boy's crotch, it
looked like it had something in it. Maybe a knife! There was a
brief cutting sound as the shadow cut open the sides of Ken's
white school speedos. Then the shadow grabbed the useless remains
and tore them off the tied boy and threw them on the floor, right
on top of Chris's discarded speedos.

The shadow figure then seemed to place the blade of the knife
beween Ken's spread thighs and scraped the blade over the soft
skin of Ken's totally exposed and defenseless ballsack.

"Ahhhhh noooo! Please stop!" screamed Ken hysterically, clearly
believing his nuts were being cut open.

"Shut up kid," whispered the shadow. "Your balls are in one
piece. I just scratched a message there for you to read later."
He then resumed his position with his head over the tied boy's
now softening penis. "Remember not to cum, or then I will cut
them." He then resumed sucking the helpless boy's cock.

>From his hiding place Chris had taken his own boycock in his
hand and began slowly pumping his hand up and down the firming
shaft. In spite of his fear of being caught, Chris found the
sexual torment of the bound boy very exciting and his penis was
quickly responding.

After several minutes of intense sucking Ken began to squirm
around on the bench seat, he was now moaning softly as the
intensity of the sensations in his virgin penis increased.
Finally the tied blonde boy said, "Please I can't stop it. I
can't stop myself from doing it. Please noooo! I can't hold it
any more!"

Then Chris could see the outline of the tied boy arch his back as
he strained to stop the unstoppable. Then he let out a final loud
moan, "Ahhhhhhhgggh!" and his hip began to pump his cock into the
shadow person's mouth. The boy's orgasm lasted nearly fifteen
seconds and then he collapsed back onto the seat exhausted. It
was only then that Ken seemed to realize what he had done.

"Oh shit I'm sorry. I didn't mean too." He gasped in fear. "I
couldn't help it." The shadow figure raised himself from the
boy's spent sex and placed the knife blade against the boy's
balls. "I warned you what would happen if you did that!"

"No please! I'm so sorry!"

The shadow then seemed to put the pocked knife away and pulled
what looked like a one-foot plastic ruler out of his back pocket.
He then took hold of Ken's penis and began manipulating it,
making it hard again. He then lay it back over Ken's athletic
flat belly so that the sensitive underside was fully exposed.
Next he raised his other hand with the plastic ruler in it, and
brought it down hard across the twelve year old's erect penis.

"SMACK!"

"Yeeeeah!" screamed Ken as his tender young boyhood was savagely
struck.

Again the shadow person raised the ruler. "SMACK!"

"Yeeeeah! Fuck nooooo!" screamed Ken as he strained uselessly at
his bonds.

"SMACK!"

"Yeeeeah!" The bound boy was desperately trying to close his legs
or twist his body in a futile effort to save his preteen sex from
this agonizing attack. But the  ropes tying his wrists and ankles
help him firmly in position and his naked body was totally
helpless and at the mercy of his attacker.

"SMACK!"

"Yeeeeah!"

"SMACK!"

"Yeeeeah!"

Chris could not believe his eyes. He was actually watching a boy
have his cock beaten with a plastic ruler. As he watched the
brutal scene, Chris could feel the pressure in his own penis
suddenly rise and he began to cum unexpectedly.

At last unknown sadist stopped his assault on the preteen boys
cock. "And this is so you'll remember to do like I tell you next
time." With that the he raised the ruler one last time and
brought it down hard between the boy's spread thighs.

This time the rule made a dull thud as it struck. and Chris knew
the ruler had hit Ken right on his balls this time.

Ken's mouth opened and he seemed to strain as hard as he could to
scream loud, but no sound came out.

The sight made Chris feel a sick pain of sympathy in his stomach
and his free hand went automatically between his legs to protect
his balls. But even with the agony the other boy was obviously
experiencing, Chris was surprised to find his recently spent
penis beginning to harden again.

Then the visitor stood up and turned back towards the entrance to
the shower room.

Quickly Chris ducked back down so he wouldn't be discovered. He
then heard the unknown intruder walk close by as he left the
room, leaving the abused and beaten boy still tied up to the
seat.

Chris found that he had a strong desire to go over to the tied
boy and pull on his cock and punch his balls. But he resisted
these dark desires and continued to stay in his hiding place just
in case the visitor returned. Ten minutes went by and Chris
decided that he better make a run for it. He thought about
releasing Ken first. But if he did that he could not explain his
presence there, so Ken will just have to take his chances and
maybe spend the whole night tied to the seat.

Chris stood up slowly and as quietly as possible began tiptoeing
towards the door. Just then he heard the main doors open and the
sound of someone whistling as they entered the school pool
center.

Ken must have heard it too because he chose that moment to yell
out. "Hey! Someone help! Help!"

Quickly Chris dived back into his hiding place behind the
lockers.

The next moment the door opened and the swim coach rushed in,
"Who's there!"

"Help! I'm over here!" Ken called from the center of the shower
room.

Next the lights went on the Chris was blinded by the sudden
brightness. But he kept still and quiet.

"Is that you Ken?" the coach said. "My god, what happened here?"

The coach then untied the unfortunate boy and Ken sat up, and
with his hands free for the first time in over an hour began
massaging his aching cock and balls. "Oohhhh!" he sighed with
relief.

The picked up the boy's speedos from the floor and gave them to
Ken, "You better get dressed," he said with concern.

The naked boy took the speedos, and Chris's too. Ken stood up,
and still holding his balls he walked a little awkwardly to the
lockers. The coach unlocked the lockers and Ken opened his and
threw the speedos inside. He was now very close to where Chris
was hiding and Chris held his breath and prayed not to be
discovered.

Ken pulled his bag out of the locker and got his jockey underwear
out and stepped into them.

The coach asked, "What happened to you? Why were you tied like
that."

"The other boys tied me up and did things to me coach."

"Did they now, well we'll soon get those responsible."

As Ken bent forward to pulling his jockeys up, he was still
massaging his balls with one hand. It was then the boy saw the
letters scratched into the soft white skin if his balls. Ken bent
over more to get a closer look and he remembered his attacker
saying, 'This is so you'll remember.'

Ken continued to tell the coach what had happened as he looked
closer at the marks on his tender young testicles that were
clearly letters of some kind. "And someone hit me between my le..
. ." the boy seemed to freeze as he reads the lettering scratched
onto his still aching ball sack.

>From his hiding place just a few feet away Chris could see some
of the letters, S- M-E. Smegel? Could it be? Chris thought to
himself.

Then suddenly Ken quickly pulled up his jockeys covering his
battered privates and said, "Its nothing coach. Just the other
kids having an initiation prank. It's okay, really!"

"But didn't you say they beat you?" the coach pressed.

"No its okay coach, honest! I made a mistake, it was all just a
prank."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure coach, please forget it. I'm okay."

Ken finished getting dressed as Chris watched from his hiding
place. Then the coach re-locked the lockers and both Ken and the
coach left together.

As they left the change rooms, Chris remembered what happened to
him on his first day after summer break when some one had sucked
his cock while he was tied up and blindfolded. Could the person
in the shadows be the mysterious Smegel? Could the coach be
Smegel? But no, the coach had left earlier.

Next Chris heard them leave though the main doors, but continued
to hide for several more minutes just in case. When he finally
got up to leave, Chris realized for the first time he was
completely naked, and the lockers were all locked shut, and his
speedos were now in Ken's locker.

But he had no choice now. Naked, he slipped out of the main
entrance of the swim center and ran off towards the cover of
bushes surrounding a nearby school building. He dodged between
the few remaining cars in car park, then dashed behind a building
trying to stay out of sight. There were still a few schoolboys
making their way out of the school and home. When he reached the
building he ducked down behind a bush to rest and get his
bearings.

"Hi!"

Caught off guard, Chris immediately covered his naked sex with
his hands and turned to see who was just behind him.

Sam stood there smiling at his friend, "What happened to you? Why
are you naked and where are your clothes?"

"They got locked in the lockers by accident," Chris mumbles with
obvious embarrassment.

"Then where are your speedos?"

"I lost them too," Chris said staring at the ground.

"Again? Well then its lucky I came looking for you. We were
supposed to meet nearly an hour ago."

"Sorry Sam, but you wouldn't believe what happened!"

"Really! What happened?"

Chris told Sam about meeting the good looking blonde boy at swim
training and how he was tied up and attacked in the shower room.

While Chris recounted the story, Sam noticed that Chris's little
cock was getting very hard and was now sticking straight out its
full three inches. Without interrupting Chris's monologue, Sam
reached out a hand and began idly feeling Chris's erection. Next
Sam began to slowly pump his hand along its length. Chris let his
friend feel his erect cock and continued with his story like
nothing was happening. When he got to the part about wanting to
suck the tied-up boy's cock he decided to skip that bit. It was
just too embarrassing. When Chris described how someone had come
in and forced the boy to try and not cum while he was sucking his
cock and then how he was punished for cuming, Sam looked at him
wide eyed.

"That's amazing!" Sam said. Sam knew his own cock was busting to
push out of his shorts but he ignored it and continued to work on
Chris's hard penis. "You actually saw this kid's cock being
whacked?"

"Yeah, it was right in front of me." Then Chris asked, "Can I
have some of your clothes to get home with Sam. I don't want to
be caught naked in public, especially here at school."

"Just like in your dream!" Sam smiled.

Chris blushed and Sam could feel the cock in his hand harden just
a bit more. "I have my tee-shirt and shorts I used for sport this
morning in my bag," Sam continued. He then kneeled down in front
of his naked friend and said, "You can have them only if you
don't cum in my mouth." And he immediately began sucking Chris's
excited boycock.

"Hey that's not fair," Chris whispered as he quickly looked
around to make sure no one could see them. "You already had me
half way there." Even though Chris knew this was a game, he tried
really hard not to cum. But he found that being naked outside in
a public place in the school grounds with the danger of discovery
made him very hot. After less than a minute of expert sucking,
Chris could hold back no more and he came in his friend's mouth.
"Ohhhh-ahhhh! That feels great!" Chris moaned temporarily
forgetting that they were still in the school grounds and he
might be caught naked.

Sam kept sucking until the last throb of Chris's dry preteen
orgasm had faded. He then smiled up at his naked friend. "So now
I get to whack your balls until you scream just like what
happened to the kid on your swim team." Then he playfully flicked
Chris's small balls with a fingertip, making Chris jump.

"Ouch! That hurt!" Chris yelped, quickly covering his hairless
jewels with both hands. But he also found that he enjoyed the
rough treatment of his preteen testicles. "Now give me your
clothes before some one sees us."

Now both dressed, the two boys walked to the bus stop but they
found that they had already missed last bus and will have to walk
home.

As they walked Chris said, "There's one more bit to the story
that I forgot to tell you."

"What's that?"

"When Ken checked the marks on his balls I could see letters
scratched on them."

"You mean the this guy cut letters right on this kids balls?" Sam
said incredulously.

"Yeah, and the letters I saw were S-M-E. But there were others I
couldn't see."

"You think it was Smegel?"

"Must be, I think he is being blackmailed like us. That's why he
didn't tell who tied him up?"

Sam seemed to think on this for a moment, then said "You know we
might be able to get him to do stuff for us too. I mean, all we
have to do is pretend to know Smegel. It will be easy to find out
if it will work, just mention the name and see how he reacts."

"Sounds risky," Chris answered, but he was turned on by the idea.
"What if we get caught? Or the real Smegel finds out?"

"Not much chance of that," Sam said trying to calm his friend.
"Anyway it's probably someone on the swim team."

"Maybe," Chris mused. "Maybe."

As they left the school entrance they could see the blonde boy
waking home alone a short distance ahead of them.

"There's Ken now," Chris whispered and the two ducked into
shadows so they wouldn't be seen.

As they followed the blonde boy they could see that he was still
walking stiffly. Sam began to giggle at the other boy's
discomfort and Chris had to shush him.

When they got to the woods Ken stopped and looked around. Chris
and Sam were already under cover of shadows and some bushes.

As the two youngsters watched, Ken pulled his shorts and
underwear down to his knees and began to masturbate his hard
penis. After a few minutes the boy began pumping his hips and
raised his face to darkened sky and let out a long sigh of
relief. He then pulled up his clothes and continued on home.

The boys didn't follow, as they had to take a different path
home.

Chris said, "Shit, even after his cock and balls were beaten with
a plastic ruler, he still needed to play with himself. It must
have got him really hot."

Sam smiled and said, "I think he might be fun to play with after
all. We should invite him over."

Chris returned his friends smile and they headed home.

******

Karen looked at the kitchen wall clock. It was nearly seven.

"Where the fuck is Chris?" she said aloud.

"You said a bad word," Lisa chirped at her sister's sudden
outburst.

"So what! Chris said he would be home so we can look at the
emails together."

"Should we just look at them ourselves," Lisa suggested.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea."

The two girls went into their mom's home office and switched on
the computer. In a minute or two they had their hotmail page open
and there in the inbox list saw the name 'SMEGEL'.

"Fuck!" said Karen as she clicked on the email to open it.
Hi Karen

You are to go to a special meeting place tonight for your
punishment. Come alone. The map attached to this email shows you
how. Its not far so you can walk from home.

To be there on time you need to leave home by 7pm. Wear only a
tee-shirt and shorts only and NOTHING else!

Don't tell anyone, or else . . . . Your friend Smegel
The two girls looked at each other in despair.

"Shit," Karen said. "Where is Chris? He was supposed to be here
by now."

"Are you going to go?" Lisa asked her older sister.

"I guess I have to. And you have to stay here because they said I
have to come alone."

"Aren't you scared?"

"Of course. But I have to go." Karen paused for a moment then
said, "you tell Chris when he gets here. Okay?"

Lisa just nodded, a worried expression on her young face.

******

When Chris and Sam finally arrived home after walking all the way
from school it was already seven forty-five on Friday night. As
they walked in the front door they were greeted by Chris's nine
year old sister who was very upset and near to tears.

"Chris! Where have you been?" Lisa yelled at them.

"Hey, easy Lisa," Chris said trying calm his excited sister.
"What's the matter?"

"You were supposed to be here ages ago to read the emails with
us," his little sister continued hysterically.

"Oh shit!" Said Chris, only now remembering that they were to
look for an email from Smegel tonight. "I forgot all about it."

"Me too," added Sam. "So have you girls checked it yet?"

"Yes, and there was one from Smegel."

"Shit," said Chris again. "Well what did it say?"

"Come and see for yourself." Lisa led the boys into the home
office and moved the mouse to wake up the computer. The email
from Smegel was still on the screen and the boys leaned in close
to read it.

Hi Karen

You are to go to a special meeting place tonight for your
punishment. Come alone. The map attached to this email shows you
how. Its not far so you can walk from home.

To be there on time you need to leave home by 7pm. Wear only a
tee-shirt and shorts only and NOTHING else!

Don't tell anyone, or else . . . .

Your friend Smegel

"Shit," said Chris. "They want Karen to go tonight." Only now did
Chris look around and realize that his other sister was not
present. "Lisa, where is Karen?"

"She left ages ago. And she went alone like it said in the
email."

"Shit!" said Chris with annoyance both at his sister for going
off alone, and at himself for forgetting about meeting the girls
earlier to read the emails.

"Let's print out the map then," suggested Sam.

"Okay, that's a good idea. Maybe we can still catch up to her,"
Chris answered as he began typing on the keyboard.

"But Smegel said she had to go alone," said Lisa.

"I know but its still better I was nearby, just in case," Chris
answered. "Sam, you better stay here with Lisa. Okay?"

"Okay, I guess," sad Sam a little disappointedly.

At last the printer began printing the map as the three stood
around it impatiently. When it was completed Chris picked it up
and both boys began studying it.

After taking a few moments to study the map Chris said, "The
meeting place is in the woods about two miles from here. And it
will take me about twenty minutes to get there." Then turning to
Lisa he added, "I better go now! I should be back in a bit over
an hour"

"Okay," said Lisa looking very worried. "But what if mom comes
home before you get back?"

"We should be back before then. So mom won't be home yet. So just
stay here, okay."

"Okay Chris. But please be careful!"

******

It was now seven o'clock on Friday night. The map that came with
the latest email from Smegel told Karen to follow certain paths
through the woods until she came to a clearing with an old barn
in the middle. She had been walking on her own for over half an
hour, and she was starting to regret not waiting for her brother.
As instructed she was wearing a red tee-shirt and khaki shorts.
But she also wore sneakers and lime green panties. After all
Smegel didn't say not to wear panties, so Karen hoped it would be
okay. She just felt too undressed without them.

The eleven year old girl trembled slightly with both fear and
excitement at the unknown fate that would be in store for
hertonight. Karen knew she was taking an awful risk coming out in
the woods alone in the middle of the night. But she also knew she
had no choice. The anonymous Smegel had ordered her to come, and
she had to obey or her terrible secret would be out. And she
could never let that happen. What would her mom say if she found
out? What would her friends say?

Karen continued walking along the winding path that led through
the dark woods. It seemed to her that she had walked too far and
she was beginning to wonder if she had taken a wrong turn. Maybe
she hadn't followed the instructions on the map properly.

"Shit, what am I doing out here," she mumbled to herself. She
wished she had waited for Chris but it was too late to think of
that now. All she could do now was keep going and hope that this
was the right path.

At last the path opened up into a clearing with what looked like
a very old fashioned wooden barn at its center. The decrepit barn
seemed long abandoned and foreboding. The old wooden front doors
were closed but Karen could see the soft flicker of candle light
through the cracks in the rough unpainted walls. Whatever was
going to happen to her would take place inside this remote old
barn, miles from anywhere, and miles from any help.

The young girl stood at the edge of the clearing, gathering her
courage to go on. She did not want to go into this dark
frightening old building, but if she wanted Smegel to destroy the
pictures of her and Chris, and get her old life back, then she
just had to do it. Before her courage could desert her, Karen
crossed the clearing to the entrance of the old barn. Following
the instructions written on the map, Karen knocked twice on the
large wooden door. Long seconds passed. Then the old heavy barn
door slowly opened, its rusty and rarely-used hinges creaking
loudly in the still night.

The door was opened by a small figure of similar height to Karen.
But it was wearing a black hooded cloak and black mask that
covered the entire face, so Karen couldn't tell if it was a boy
or girl. The dark clad figure pointed to the sneakers on Karen's
feet.

"You want me to take them off?" Karen asked.

The cloaked figure nodded and Karen took off her sneakers and
dropped them on the ground next to the door. She now stood
barefoot on the cool ground.
The dark figure then beckoned her to follow with a small child's
hand that poked from between the folds of the cloak.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself Karen walked slowly into
the dimly lit barn. From behind her she heard the door creaking
as it was closed, followed by the jangle of a metal chain and the
click of a lock.

The sight that now confronted the eleven year old girl was
strange indeed and like nothing she had ever seen before. The
center of the barn floor was empty, except for a circle about
fifteen feet in diameter painted in red paint on the rotting
floorboards. Inside the circle a five-pointed star was also
painted in red, which Karen recognized as a pentacle used for
witchcraft and devil worship ceremonies.

At each point of the large pentacle was a large lit candle. They
gave the center of the room an eerie yellow glow, while leaving
the areas further away still shrouded in near complete darkness.

Remembering the last of Smegel's instructions on the map Karen
walked slowly into the center of the blood red pentacle, as she
moved her shadows danced around her in the dim candle-light. When
she reached the center she stopped and waited. The door was
locked. It was too late now to change her mind and run. The
frightened girl stood in silence for several minutes, waiting.

Suddenly, Karen realized that the painted pentacle was now
surrounded by about twenty masked and black-cloaked people, who
had stepped from the darkness into the candlelight. Most were
small, clearly children, and some were even smaller than herself.
Others were taller, probably teens. And a few larger figures
stood further back a few feet outside the circle, and were barely
visible in the gloom. These dimly seen figures had to be adults.
Karen was sure Smegel must be among them, but all were anonymous
in their black masks and cloaks.

`Ting!' From somewhere in the darkness the single musical note of
a triangle rang out and an unnaturally deep voice filled the old
barn. "Welcome disciples of the night! Welcome servants of
Hazaal!"

"All praise Hazaal!" intoned the circle of masked and anonymous
followers in response to their leader's words.

The disembodied deep voice continued from the darkness. "Once
again we have gathered to pay homage to Hazaal, Lord of Darkness,
fulfiller of our dreams!"

"All praise Hazaal!"

"See our subject tonight Hazaal and grant us the wisdom to punish
her for her disobedience!"

"All praise Hazaal!"

Now the commanding voice spoke to the members of the coven,
"Prepare the subject for Hazaal's divine gaze!"

Karen just stood still, uncomprehending of what was happening
around her. `Who were these weird people?' she wondered.

`Ting!' Again from the darkness the single note of a triangle
sounded. Then two small black clad figures dropped their cloaks
to the floor. Apart from the black- cloth mask that covered the
entire head, they were now completely naked.

Karen gapped in shock as these two young girls so easily let
themselves be naked in front of all these people. She could see
that they were both completely hairless between their legs and
the slit of their vaginas could be easily seen by everyone. One
was about eleven years old and of similar height to Karen, and
like Karen was still completely flat-chested. While the other was
taller and elegantly slender, clearly a little older and had
small breast buds that raised her small swollen nipples about an
inch from her chest.

Karen stood open-mouthed in amazement at these two naked girls.
She found she couldn't take her eyes off their exposed preteen
vaginas. Apart from her little sister Lisa, this was the first
time she'd seen another girl's sex, and she was captivated by the
sight.

The two naked girls moved slowly into the circle with Karen and
stopped about three feet in font of her. They then turned to face
each other and stepped close together, leaned forward and kissed.
It was a long and sensual kiss and the smaller girl had to stand
on tiptoe to reach up to meet the other girl's mouth. Karen could
see that their tongues were poking into each other's mouths.
After a several long minutes of this passionate kiss the taller
girl placed her hand on the younger girl's pussy and began
touching the preteen's slit, letting her fingers probe deep into
the other girl's hairless crease.

The smaller girl let her hands go to the swollen prominent breast
buds of the tall slender girl and she began pinching and tickling
their hard nipples. Then she let one hand drop to the taller
girl's sex and pressed her fingers deep inside. The two naked
young girls continued the passionate kiss and became more active
and urgent in their fingering of their willing vaginas.

`My god!' Karen thought. `They're playing with each other right
in front of all these people.' Shocked as she was, Karen could
not take her eyes from the amazing girl-girl dance that was being
performed right in front of her. She was surprised to find that
she found the display very exciting. Soon both naked girls
moaning as they both neared a preteen climax right there in front
of Karen. In front of everyone!

`Ting!' But before either girl had cum, the triangle again
sounded from the darkness and the two naked girls separated and
stood facing Karen. They swayed slightly as they stood and both
were breathing heavily. Their eyes seemed glazed and their naked
bodies were covered with a slight sheen of sweat that glistened
in the flickering candle light.

Next the taller girl stepped forward and touched Karen's
tee-shirt then held out her hand and waited. Karen gasped when
she realized that the naked girl was asking her to remove her
tee-shirt and give it to her. She looked around at the circle of
cloaked figures and said, "You want my tee-shirt?"

But the naked girl just continued to wait with her hand out.

Karen knew it was too late to argue now. Slowly she lifted her
tee-shirt up over her head and off her arms and gave it to the
waiting girl. Instinctively she draped one arm across her flat
chest, hiding her immature nipples from view.

But now the other girl touched Karen's shorts and held out her
hand.

Shocked at this last request, Karen pleaded, "No please, I can't
take off my shorts with all these people around! Please!"

Again the naked girl just continued to wait with her hand out.

Karen could still feel all those eyes on her, just waiting. She
knew if she didn't do it, she would probably be punished even
more. So slowly she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her
shorts and began slowly pushing them down her smooth slender legs
and stepped out of them, revealing her brief lime-colored bikini
panties. The girls took Karen's clothes away leaving the
frightened eleven year old with only her brief panties to cover
her young body. Again Karen could feel all those eyes looking at
her slender naked young body and she again draped one arm across
her chest to cover her nipples and let her other hand fall to her
crotch, hiding her panty covered sex from the circle of
onlookers.

The taller of the two naked girls now returned, without the
clothes, and stood directly in front of Karen. She leaned forward
and kissed Karen lightly on the lips. Her lips were soft and
inviting and the kiss entranced Karen as she stared up into the
other girl's eyes. The girl then reached out and took a firm hold
of each of Karen's wrists and held them at waist level. It was
then that Karen first noticed that a rope had descended from
somewhere up in the darkness of the barn roof and its end was
dangling right in front of her. On the end of the rope was a
small harness made from leather and some sort of thick canvas
material. The two girls then placed Karen's wrists in the harness
and tightened some straps. In seconds the ingenious wrist harness
had bound Karen's wrists together. The rope was then pulled up
again, dragging her arms up with it.

"Hey! What's going on!" Karen squealed loudly as she realized the
vulnerable position this put her in. "Please let me down!" Her
wrists were raised until she was forced to stand on tiptoe to
stop from dangling her entire weight from her bound wrists.

Before Karen had time the think too much about her new perilous
situation, the taller of the two naked girls was again standing
in front of her.

"Let me down!" Karen protested. "You can't do mmmmmmm" The girl
had leaned forward and kissed Karen forcefully on the lips,
stifling her words. The girl's wet tongue forced its way easily
past Karen's lips and into her mouth. Karen found that she liked
this intense passionate kiss from the masked girl.

"Mmmmmmm!" Karen murmured softly as she responded by letting her
own tongue touch and play with the other girl's.

Next Karen felt more hands on her near naked body. It was the
second girl, now standing behind her. The girl's hands slid from
Karen's hips around to her belly where they gently circled,
touching her lower belly and tracing the line of the top of her
small bikini panties, but not descending further to her pussy
that was only protected by the thin panties. Instead they worked
their way up the front of her body to her small nipples, which
had already become hard and prominent.

"Ohh! Ahhh!" Karen moaned at the exciting touch on her preteen
nipples. She was embarrassed to let herself respond in front of
all these people, but she just couldn't stop the moans of
pleasure escaping her lips despite the many eyes of all the
watchers.

After several minutes of bliss the girl in front of Karen kneeled
down so her face was now level with the last remaining piece of
clothing the tied girl wore. Then with a sudden movement of her
hands the girl quickly pulled at the flimsy material of Karen's
panties, and with a loud tearing sound the tiny panties ripped
apart at the sides and the remains fluttered down to the floor.
Leaving her completely naked.

"Hey! What are you doing? Everyone can see!" The girls face was
so close Karen could feel her warm breath on her exposed preteen
sex.

Then the girl reach out an experienced hand and began tickling
the soft skin of her pussy mound and probing into the hairless
eleven year old crease between Karen's legs. Making Karen shudder
and moan with the intimate contact as fingers brushed gently
against her already excited clitoris as they passed. Then a long
finger plunged deep into her tight vaginal canal. Making her
grunt loudly and arch her back as the well practiced assault on
her preteen sex sent her young body to new heights of ecstasy.

"Ohhhhhhh-Ahhhhh please noooo! Everyone can see!" Karen moaned.
But she couldn't stop her young body from jerking and shuddering
in uncontrollable sexual response.

Next Karen felt the other girl's hands leave her hard nipples and
move down over her skin to her ass checks where they began to
gently squeeze and fondle the firm twin mounds. Then she felt
fingers slip in between her buttocks and trace the valley of her
ass down all the way to her small anus where they stopped and
began to tickle and gently probe at the tightly closed hole.

Karen did not want her bottom played with, especially not here in
front of all these strange people. But before she could react the
finger suddenly increased its pressure on the tiny hole, and
forced its way in all the way to the second knuckle.

"Yeeaaghh!" Karen grunted at the sudden pain as her virgin back
passage was penetrated. "Nooooo Stop!" The invading finger began
a dance that quickly overcame the pain and combined with the
fingers in her cunt to make Karen let out a long low moan of
pleasure. "Ohhhhhhhhhh"

The circle of black covered watchers stared intently at the scene
before them as the two naked young girls expertly finger fucked
their bound and helpless young victim. All three girls were now
glistening with sweat from their exertions. Karen was moaning and
moving her hips in a slow pumping action as the fingers in her
cunt and ass overpowered her embarrassment and drove her small
preteen body towards a powerful and very public orgasm.

As she neared climax Karen arched her back and stood up on her
toes, letting her head roll back as she moaned with sexual
pleasure. Between her legs the fingers in her vagina and anus
continued their well-practiced work forcing her slender eleven
year old body beyond the point of no return. She knew she was
going to cum right in front of all these staring people and there
was nothing she could do about it.

"Noooooo! Please don't make me do it! Not here!" Karen begged.
But the two girls continued relentlessly. "Ohh! Oh! Ah! Ah!
Ahhhhhhhh!" she squealed in an excited shrill voice as her small
body began to shake in a strong orgasm that seemed to go on and
on.

When Karen finally stopped spasming, the naked girl kneeling in
front of her collected the torn panties from the floor and the
two naked girls returned to their respective places in the circle
and put their cloaks back on again. Karen was now left naked and
alone in the pentacle, dangling from the rope that held her arms
high above her head, her breathing was still heavy and ragged as
she recovered from her public climax.

`Ting!' Came the now familiar note of a triangle.

"All praise Hazaal!" chanted the circle.

The next thing Karen knew she was being lifted up into the air by
her bound wrists, until her feet nearly a foot off the ground.
Then two black covered figures were by her sides. They attached a
rope around each of her dangling ankles and the ropes were then
looped through two metal rings bolted to the wooden floor of the
old barn about six feet apart. When the ropes were both pulled
through their separate rings they dragged Karen's legs very wide
apart, so that her naked body was now suspended with her legs
obscenely spread. The position of her legs also pulled the outer
lips of her cunt open allowing everyone a perfect view of her
tiny clit and her vaginal canal. Her hairless preteen sex was now
completely displayed for the circle of coven members to gape at.

"Ahhhh nooo! Please, everyone can see me!" the helpless girl
squealed as she struggled uselessly against the ropes.

`Ting!' Again the triangle.

"All praise Hazaal!" chanted the circle. Then all the figures
standing on the circle around Karen dropped their black cloaks to
the floor, leaving only the adults in the background still
covered. The circle of members of the strange group now only wore
their black head masks to hide their identity. From her elevated
position suspended a few feet above them Karen could now see that
some were boys and some were girls. Some were older maybe as old
as fourteen or fifteen, and they had small patches of pubic hair
between their legs. But most were younger and had no hair at all
between their legs. She could see that all the boys were showing
hard stiff erections that all pointed at her displayed cunt.

Karen desperately tried to twist her spread body to try and hide
her vagina from their fixed stare, but the ropes offered her
little movement.

Then one boy about her own age stepped forward into the circle
and kneeled between Karen's spread legs. Her wide open pussy was
at the same height as the boy's mouth and she could feel his warm
breath on the sensitive skin of her sex. Then the boy leaned
forward and kissed Karen right on her soft preteen pussy lips.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Karen protested.

But the boy ignored her and placed both hands on her buttocks and
pressed his face firmly into her cunt. Forcing his tongue deep
inside her.

"Nooooo!" the helpless eleven year old screamed. "That's not
right! You can't kiss me there!"

The boy now began to vigorously lick her vaginal lips and clit,
making Karen moan with sexual pleasure. Karen couldn't believe
how good it felt. She could feel his tongue push inside her
vaginal canal and she could prevent her body's response.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" she moaned in a strained high pitched
voice. When she looked down at the masked boy with his face
pressed between her widely spread legs, he looked up at the same
time and their eyes met. "Please don't," she whispered.

But the boy just winked at her and continued to eat her preteen
pussy for several minutes, making Karen squirm and writhe her
spread naked body in a hopeless effort to try and escape the
embarrassing but pleasurable assault on her young sex.

`Ting!' Sounded the triangle.

Then the boy stopped and went back to his place in the circle,
leaving Karen still moaning, exhausted but unfulfilled from the
expert cunt licking.

"All praise Hazaal!" chanted the coven members. Unable to contain
their sexual excitement some of the boys were now slowly jerking
their hard cocks while a few girls were fingering their own
pussies.

Next two of the older boys stepped forward from the circle and
stood before her. Karen guessed they were both about fourteen as
they each had a sparse smattering of brown hairs around the base
of their hard four inch penises. Like the two girls did before,
one stood in front of Karen and the other stood behind her.

Once more Karen felt expert fingers tickling and probing at her
vagina and anus and soon she again was moaning with pleasure as
the two boys played with her most private places. It looked like
everyone was going to be allowed to play with her helpless naked
body.

Then the two boys pressed in closed to her and she then realized
she was being slowly lowered again.

`At last,' she thought. `My arms are getting so tired!'

But then she felt the pressure of something pushing into her
pussy and her anus at the same time. With shock the naked girl
realized that it was the two boys' penises pushing into both of
the holes between her spread legs.

"Nooooo! Please don't do it to me!" the helpless girl screamed.
"Noooooooo! Yeeearrrrrrrhgh!" She felt a burning pain as her
virgin ass was invaded by one boy's hard cock.

At last the rope tied to her wrists stopped being lowered, and
Karen's preteen pussy was filled with the penis of the boy
standing in front of her, while her back passage was filled by
the penis of the boy standing behind her.

Now both boys began moving their hips and working their cocks
into Karen's helpless spread body. Their hard cocks pumping in
and out of both of her twin holes in a double fuck that made her
head spin.

"Ohhhh noooooo! Please!" she moaned. "I can't take it! They're
too big for me." But soon the pain eased and Karen's young body
began to respond to the intense sexual stimulation and the three
were moaning and grunting together.

After a minute or two, both boys began to pump harder and faster
into their eleven year old victim and seconds later they both
seemed to stiffened as they began to cum into both of Karen's
love canals.

The sensation was very different from when her brother came
inside her. This time she had the feeling that both boys had did
something else inside her. "Hey! Stop! They're peeing inside me!"
she squealed at the silent coven stand in a circle around her.

But the boys kept thrusting their cocks up inside her until she
could feel the throbbing of their orgasms fading away and the
boys just stood panting.

"Shit you're a great fuck!" said the boy in front of her quietly,
as he looked directly into Karen's eyes. "And we weren't peeing
in you, we were squirting our cum inside you. That's what those
holes are for."

"Yeah, and you're ass is so tight," added the boy behind her. "I
bet I'm the first one to fuck you there."

Overcome with embarrassment, Karen turned her head away and
closed her eyes. `Nothing could be worse than this,' she thought.

The two boys then pulled their spent cock out from between
Karen's spread legs and resumed their place in the circle.
Leaving Karen feeling strangely empty and again left unfulfilled.

`Ting!' Sounded the triangle.

"All praise Hazaal!"

Now the circle parted directly in front of Karen and a large
wooden object was pushed into the candle light by what looked
like adult coven members who remained covered in their black
robes. The large object was now clearly recognizable in the dim
light. It was a large wooden sawhorse standing some four feet
high. It had flat wooden sides that sloped away steeply and
extended to the floor, making a inverted `vee' with a long sharp
edge at the top with a very steep angle.

Still suspended in the air by her wrists and her legs held wide
apart Karen watched helplessly as she was again lifted higher by
the ropes attached to her wrists and the wooden sawhorse was
pushed into position directly beneath her. Once it was in
position the two black robed coven members retired back into the
darkness and out of sight.

Karen looked down at the long sharp edge of the top of the
sawhorse that waited beneath her spread legs. `They couldn't
possibly want to put me down on that thing!' she thought, the
implications of this horrible situation now beginning to dawn on
her.

`Ting!' Sounded the triangle.

"All praise Hazaal!"

The rope that held her wrists was now lowering her small
lightweight body down towards the waiting sharp edge of the
sawhorse. Each of her legs were held straight by the ropes
through the floor rings that were being kept taught by a black
robed figure pulling on each.

Karen slender young body was set down on the peaked wooden edge
of the sawhorse, one long slender leg on either side, her inner
thighs were held clear of the side of the sawhorse so that the
only point of contact was directly between her spread legs.

"Oh ahhhhggh!" she gasped as they released her full weight down
onto the sharp top edge of the horse. The wooden edge was placed
between her soft pussy lips and dug directly into her sensitive
preteen slit, making her moan with this new and painful
sensation. She felt like she was going to be sliced in half!

Next her legs were allowed to rest against the wooden sides of
the horse. She tried to lift herself by her arms to ease the
building discomfort of the sharp edge pressing into her soft
preteen vagina, but her arms were tired from hanging for so long
and she didn't have the strength.

"Oh no, please! I can't do this!" the naked girl gasped down to
the children and teenagers circled around her. "It's hurting me .
. . between my legs!"

"For her disobedience the subject must now receive her punishment
from Hazaal!"

"All praise Hazaal!"

`Now what?' Karen's mind raced. What were these weirdos going to
do now? But her main problem right now was to ease the burning
pain of the hard edge of the horse slicing cruelly between her
spread legs, but there was little she could do. The eleven year
old girl winced as she felt splintery jabs of wood as it pressed
against the soft flesh between her sensitive cunt lips.

"Make ready the Punishment!" intoned the deep voice from
somewhere in the darkness of the barn.

Black robed figures began carrying heavy cement blocks into the
candle lit circle and placed them in two stacks on either side of
the wooden sawhorse and about two feet behind where Karen was
sitting. The top block on each stack had a metal ring set into
the surface.

She felt her ankles being pulled back by the long ropes tied to
each, and the other end of the ropes were threaded through the
rings in the cement blocks at the top of each of the two stacks.
As her ankles were drawn back Karen was forced to lean forward.
This put the awful cutting edge of the sawhorse more painfully
between her soft and sensitive pussy lips and it now pressed
against her clit.

"Arrrrrgh!" Karen groaned. "Please stop! You can't make me sit on
this. It's hurting my . . . my . . ." the young girl was too
embarrassed to even say it.

"Position the blocks!" ordered the mysterious deep voice.

The two black robed figures now carefully positioned the cement
blocks at the top of the two stacks so that they each rested
precariously on the edge of the stack below it, and would fall
off with only a small tug from the ropes connected to Karen's
ankles.

Karen looked down on either side and saw that her ankles were
attached to the top cement blocks that were pulling her legs
back. Now if she moved her legs at all the blocks would fall, and
they would fall and hang heavily from her ankles. Making the top
of the sawhorse slice even more fiercely and painfully into her
tortured pussy.

"Oh please no! If they fall I'll be cut in two," Karen pleaded to
deaf ears.

`Ting!'

"Let the punishment begin!"

"All praise Hazaal!" responded the circle of masked naked
followers. Two more naked coven members stepped forward into the
center of the circle and stood on either side of the bound and
helpless eleven year old girl. One was a girl and from her small
sparse bush of blonde pubic hair and her small immature breasts
Karen guessed her to be about fifteen years old. Her partner was
a boy who had a rock hard five inch erection sticking out from
between his legs and it had a smattering of sparse brown hairs
around its base. To Karen he seemed to also be about fifteen.

They stood close beside her. Their eyes hungrily drinking in the
sight of her slender and still hairless preteen body. Their eyes
eagerly took in the little girl's bare nipples on her flat
heaving chest, the ripple of her ribs now clearly visible with
her slender body stretched up by her raised arms, and her
hairless cunt, with its lips pushed apart by the intruding sharp
vee of the sawhorse.

The girl reached out her hand and ran her fingers softly over the
taught smooth skin of Karen's exposed tummy, from her ribs to her
soft hairless pussy mound.

Karen's soft skin tingled with the feather light tickling of her
sensitive skin, making her small body shudder in response. And as
her slender eleven year old body shook slightly the sawhorse
again cut painfully into the sensitive flesh in her preteen
vagina.

"Oooooooo Noooooooo! Please!" Karen moaned helplessly. She knew
she would have to concentrate to make sure she didn't move her
legs and pull the cement blocks off the two stacks.

But the girl did not stop. She let her searching fingers tickle
their way up her Karen's exposed front until they reached the
twin hard nubs of Karen's excited nipples on her flat preteen
chest. The girl then delicately played with the hyper- sensitive
little-girl nipples, touching them, flicking them, squeezing
them.

Karen looked down and watched the unknown teenager expertly play
with her captive nipples. It felt wonderful despite the rising
pain between her legs. Looking past the fingers dancing with the
twin nubs on her flat chest, she could see that the boy was now
joining in and touching her ignored pussy mound. Next Karen could
feel his fingers tickling the sensitive skin around her vagina.

Now Karen fully realized the danger. If she was to cum and could
not hold her body still enough, then those cement blocks tied to
her ankles were going to fall! So if she came her little pussy
would be pulled agonizingly down onto the horrible sharp edge of
the sawhorse. She wanted to beg the two teenagers not to do it to
her, but she knew it would do no good.

The two teens were totally absorbed in their work. The girl
continued playing with Karen's hard nipples, which stood out
invitingly from her flat chest. Karen couldn't believe how
sensitive they were, and how wonderful it felt to have this older
girl touch them. Every time the girl flicked one of those
sensitive little nubs, Karen's body would shudder slightly and a
very quiet moan would escape her lips. "Ohhhhhhhh!"

At the same time the boy tickled the soft spongy flesh of Karen's
pussy mound and occasionally let his finger tip poke into the
crease of her slit and touch the warm spongy knot of flesh that
was pressing directly against the hard edge of the sawhorse. When
ever he touched the tiny button Karen's little body would jerk in
response.

Then the boy removed his hand from Karen's soft warm sex and let
his female partner have access, while he took over working the
young girls hard nipples.

The fifteen year old girl knew exactly what to do. She ran her
finger along the half inch of Karen's slit that was above where
the sharp edge of the sawhorse invading the eleven year old's
tormented vagina. Then she inserted her fingertip into the warm
crease. The girl began to move her finger in small rapid circles
inside Karen's pussy, occasionally brushing the young girls small
clitoris pressed against the hard wood.

Karen begged her to stop, `No! Please don't do it!' But she knew
it was useless. "Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Karen cried, desperately
trying to hold her bound body still so that the cement blocks
would not fall. But the girl's finger kept relentlessly dancing
inside her preteen pussy and Karen could already feel her climax
rising from deep inside her young body, and she knew she was
powerless to stop it.

The fifteen year old boy placed one hand on her heaving flat
belly, and the other he let drop down to her milky white ass
cheeks and began kneading Karen's lean firm butt.

Karen knew where he was heading. "Ahhhggh! Nooo! Not there
pleeeease!"

But the boy ignored her and he now pressed a finger between
Karen's ass cheeks and felt around until he found her little
anus. He press his finger firmly into the small tight orifice.
For a moment it held his finger at bay, but then it gave and his
finger entered her bottom right up to the second joint. Then he
began wiggling his finger, much like how the teen girl was
wiggling her finger in Karen's cunt.

This was now too much for helpless eleven year old girl. The
fingers in her pussy and her bottom, and the cruel sawhorse
slicing into her cunt were all sending her young body into
overload, and she desperately needed release. She began to move
her hips, making her pussy rub against the edge of the sawhorse
ignoring the pain of the sharp edge as it dug into her pussy
flesh.

Karen's naked body was now covered in a light sheen of sweat.
Karen gave up trying to hold off the tidal wave of her preteen
orgasm and its awful consequences. Her voice was now rising to
high shrill as she grunted in sync with her small pelvic
movements "Ahhgh ahhgh, ahhgh, ahhgh, ahhgh!"

Both of teenagers suddenly removed their hands and stepped back
from their young victim, who was now past the point of return and
was humping the sawhorse like a wild animal.

Karen's moans were becoming louder and faster as she forced the
hard edge of the sawhorse to slice painfully into her soft eleven
year old slit. But she didn't care about the pain, she only cared
about reaching her next wonderful climax.

Then after several more seconds of agonizing torture of her own
hairless preteen slit, Karen finally squealed with an orgasm that
shook her entire body. She threw her head back as the intense
release took control of her helpless slender body.

"Ahhhheeeeee!" the bound girl squealed.

But the intensity was too much for her and Karen straightened her
legs just a bit, pulling both of the top cement blocks of the
bottom ones supporting them. And they fell towards the ground
dragging Karen's long smooth legs downward, yanking her hairless
preteen cunny down fiercely against the sharp angle of the wooden
horse!

The eleven year old little girl threw her head back wildly and
screamed out as loud as she could. "Yeeeeeehh-aaahhhhhhgggggggg!"

Her entire body was crushing down on her pussy. The sudden pain
sending the little girl on her way to yet another orgasm. She
ignored the excruciating pain now lancing through her cunt and
began riding her pussy even more wildly against the sharp wooden
edge between her legs.

"Ahhhhhhgggggggg Ohhhhh-aahhhhh!" she screamed again. But it
wasn't just a scream of pain! The wild cum made her small frame
shudder uncontrollably all over. She jerked her cunt in sharp
little motions back and forth on the splintery horse edge! She
slapped her bare thighs hard against the sides of the wood,
exactly like she would if she'd been riding a real horse!

The coven looked on in excited amazement at the young girl's
wonderful display as she fucked the wooden sawhorse and had a
second orgasm.

"OHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh!" Karen called out loudly, letting her moan
slowly fade away as the twitching of her cunny on the wood slowed
and finally stopped. She closed her eyes and let her head drop
forward in exhaustion in the aftermath of the biggest cum her had
ever experienced! Then her mind went black.

Karen awoke on the ground outside the barn door. She now realized
that she must have fainted. She was still naked but her tee-shirt
was on the ground next to her. There was no sign of her other
clothes and it was still dark and the stars were out.

She slowly stood up and was immediately reminded of her recent
ordeal by the dull ache between her legs. Tired and weary the
young girl slipped on the tee-shirt which was not quite long
enough to completely cover her bottom and hairless sex, and began
the long walk home. She was nearly half way back when she met
Chris hurrying down the path towards her.

"There you are," her brother said anxiously. "Are you alright?"

"I think so," she answered tiredly. "I just want to go home."

"What happened?"

"They took my clothes and tied me up and did things to me," she
sobbed as told her brother. "They did things in my cunny and my
bottom!"

"Did what? Who did it?"

"I don't know. They all wore black masks. They touched me and put
their cocks inside me."

Despite his horror at his sister's terrible experience, when
Chris imagined his sister naked and tied up he felt his own penis
harden and he spoke quickly to hide his arousal at his. He draped
his arm around his sister and said, "Come on! Let's go home." As
they walked his hand fell down beyond the reach of his sister's
tee-shirt her to bare bottom and cautiously cupped one of her
smooth firm ass cheeks. But Karen didn't object, instead she held
her brother close as they walked home thought the woods in the
dark.

"Tell exactly what happened." Chris prompted his sister for more
details. As Karen detailed her evenings adventures, Chris
couldn't prevent his penis from becoming completely hard and
erect, tenting the front of his shorts.

"Why is your thing sticking out like that," Karen asked when she
noticed her brothers tented shorts.

"I. . . . don't know," he stammered.

There was silence for a while as they walked home in the dark.
Then Karen said, "I liked it better with you."