Sarge

The Day I Met Rick

I had just moved to River Bend, and spent my first three days stuck cleaning, unpacking, putting stuff away, hanging shelves, and anything else my parents could find for me to do. Finally, either they got tired of my constant whining (something I'm good at) or they were done, for they let me go out and explore the area.

The town itself was a tourist town. There was a big amusement park there and a lot of stuff to do out on the river. But my parents chose a place back away from town, nestled under a group of older trees not too far from the river. Along the river was mostly wooded, inland was a busy street. There were houses nearby, but I didn't see any signs that kids might live in them – no bikes in the yard, no basketball hoops, none of the things that said kids lived there. So I chose the tree-lined bank of the river.

There was a lot of boats out on the water, and it seemed like every few seconds someone went by at top speed, making a lot of noise and causing big waves to splash on-shore, so I moved up the bank and further into the trees and brush.

I'd only gone a little way before I heard laughter. The kind of laughter I knew to avoid. The kind that teen boys make when they are picking on someone. I knew that kind of laughter all too well. So I dropped to the ground behind a tree and waited for them to pass.

There were four of them. Two looked to be about my age – I just turned fourteen – and the other two looked a year or two younger.

"How long you gonna leave him there?" one of the younger boys asked.

"Give him an hour or two at least," was the answer. "I'll bet by then he'll be ready to pay me back. Until then, let him fret about if we're ever coming back or if someone else finds him."

"But what if they free him before we get back?"

"Who the hell would be way out here where nobody lives?"

By then, the four had passed me by. I noticed that one of the younger boys was carrying a pair of pants, so I had a pretty good guess as to what happened. I waited a good ten minutes before slowly getting up. I'd spent the time listening to every sound in the area. I was very sure that there wasn't anyone else about, but even so, I moved slowly and quietly in the opposite direction the four boys had been headed.

I didn't have to go too far before I found him. He was naked, his arms tied with ropes that were looped twice over a tree branch and then were tied off to his ankles. He was blindfolded with what looked like a bandana tied over his eyes with more rope.

I moved in closer, still paying attention to all the sounds around me. Even though I was trying my best to be quiet, he must have heard me.

"Who's there?" he said. I didn't answer. "I know it's not Versitti, so who is it? Would you untie me please?"

I stayed where I was and tried to control my breathing. The boy was stunning. Deeply tanned, his white middle stood out in sharp contrast to the rest of his body. He had just a little bit of brush growing above his penis, which I noticed was starting to get hard. He asked again who was there and to be untied.

Maybe this is a good time to mention that I'm gay. And finding a boy tied naked was causing my dick to harden faster than his was. I'd admired several boys from afar, but never was stupid enough to let on that I liked them. Thus, the only sexual activity I'd ever been part of was masturbation. My brain was torn between two thoughts – this Is my chance; and that I should free him. The first thought won.

I moved slowly up to him and knelt before him.

"Who's there?" he asked for the third time. "What are you doing?" And then, "Oh god," as I took his semi-hard dick into my mouth.

I'd fantasized doing this a thousand times, but I'd never actually done it. I knew he'd kill me if I ever let on to him that I was the one who did it. His dick was about the same size as mine, just over four and a half inches [11½ cm] long and about as thick as two fingers held together. It quickly hardened in my mouth.

I didn't need to worry about being quiet as the boy began moaning softly as I slid my tongue up and down and across the head of his dick. His hips started driving forward until all of his muscles froze and his back arched and then I tasted his cum.

It wasn't the first cum I'd ever tasted, I'd tried my own, but it was different. But once it was done I moved away and back to the safety of several trees and brush as he called out to me to untie him several times.

But I needed to do something first. Sitting with my back to a tree looking the direction the four boys had been headed, I quickly pulled my shorts and boxers down and took my own dick in hand. It only took seconds, and I turned onto my side to shoot my stuff onto the ground instead of on my shirt.

Afterwards, I felt guilty. My thoughts always changed after jacking off. I couldn't' leave him for those four boys to come back to. But I also couldn't let him know it was me who had sucked him off. I decided to move down the path a short distance just to make sure the other boys weren't on their way back.

I gave it fifteen minutes, and then ran back to where he was. I slowed to a walk as I got close and started to whistle.

"Help me!" the boy cried when he heard me. "Please, untie me."

This time I ran to him and pulled the bandana off his eyes. "Are you okay? Who did this to you?" I asked as I untied the ropes. I had to throw the free ends over the branch twice before he could lower his arms.

"Anthony Versitti," he said to me. "Him and Adam Young and their little brothers. Do you see my clothes anywhere?"

"I saw some boys carrying a pair of pants way back that way," I said pointing towards my house. "I guess that was them."

"You should get out of here," he said. "If they find out you untied me they might do the same thing to you."

"I'm Colin," I said. "Colin Westbrook."

"You shouldn't have told me your name," he said. "Next time they catch me they'll torture me to get it. And I'll give it to them too." Then he stopped and looked at me. "I'm Rick Jefferson. You must have moved into the Gardner's old house. Cedar siding, big front porch with rails all around it."

"Yeah, that's it," I said. "And I'll take my chances with them. How would they torture you? If they hurt you…"

"They use pain as a last resort," he said. "They like humiliation more, and that doesn't get them into trouble. Look, if you saw them then you know what they look like. Avoid them."

He looked down at my shoes and then back up. "I don't suppose I could borrow some clothes from you?"

"I can give you my shirt and my boxers," I said. "We look like we're about the same size."

He stared at me as I took off my shirt, and it made me feel embarrassed. I turned my back when I took my shorts and boxers off.

"Did you see anyone else around?" he asked while I stripped. "Someone else was here. And I'd like to know who it was."

"Why?" I asked.

"Whoever it was gave me, uh, they, did something nice and I'd like to say thanks. Or something. So did you see anyone?"

I had pulled my shorts back up and turned to him to hand him my boxers. My dick was making a tent in the shorts and I noticed that he was hard again too. "Nope, just the four boys. And that was a long way back that direction." I pointed towards my house.

"Oh, okay," he said as he put on my shirt and boxers. "We should go back on the other side of the road," he said, pointing inland from the river. "They'll be back, maybe soon, and neither of us want to get caught by them."

We made it back to my house safely. He stayed hidden while I went and got some clothes. I wore two pairs of shorts and both shirts without drawing any attention from my parents, and Rick was certainly thankful for the loaned clothing. And just as important, when I got back to where he was waiting for me I caught just a whiff of a smell I knew all too well. He'd been jacking off while I was gone.

Over the next two weeks we got together nearly every day. He introduced me to a couple of his friends and then I got invited to a campout with them. I saw a couple of looks being exchanged that bothered me slightly, but I accepted the invite.

We had literally two pounds of hotdogs, six bags of chips, and it took the four of us two trips to get the coolers of pop to where the two tents were set up. It was about halfway between my house and where I'd met Rick, and I asked him about it. Specifically, if we needed to be worried about Anthony Versitti.

"Naw, he lives in town. I don't even know why he was that far from home when he found me. Don't worry about it, he isn't what you should be worried about."

That threw me. "What should I be worried about?" I asked.

"Oh, the usual. Bears, bugs, and, uh, I guess I should have told you sooner, but we play strip poker and the loser has to, uh, jack off into the fire. It's kind of weird, but we've all done it. If you don't want to…"

"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine," I said. As long as I wasn't the loser I'd be in heaven, but no reason to let him know that. "Except for that part about the bears."

Rick laughed. He had such a sweet laugh that it didn't even bother me that he was laughing at me. "The only bares out here tonight will be us. Once it gets dark, we all become bares. BARES, get it? And we stay that way until morning. This is a no-clothes campout."

That bothered me some because I knew I would get a boner. Rick must have sensed it because he asked me what was wrong. "You scared of being naked? It's not like you'd be the only one. And we probably won't tie you to a tree, although I can speak from experience and say that could be fun."

"No, it's just that…" I didn't know what to say. How can you explain that seeing three boys naked would give you a boner? Maybe it was time to come clear and find out if this friendship was going to last. Because at some point he was going to guess that I liked boys.

"Look, I've got something to tell you. Something I should have been honest about that day we first met." The other two boys were messing around far enough away that they couldn't hear us, but I took us even further from them just to be sure.

"You know how you said someone else was there before me. You know, the day you were tied?"

"Dirty white runners with red magic marker on the toes," he said without taking his eyes off me. "I know. Even with the blindfold on I could see down. And I saw your shoes. I know it was you who gave me the blowjob."

I was shocked. He had known it all along. "So, like, does it bother you?"

"I was more bothered by you leaving me instead of untying me right away. I mean, the Versitti brothers could have come back at any time. But I figured out why you didn't. You were afraid to let me know. But I know anyway. Can I tell the others?"

"No, I don't want them to know. Can't it just be between us?"

"We'll play games tonight, and I think they'll guess it anyway, but if you don't want me to tell them I won't. And I enjoyed it and plan to pay you back."

"So you… I mean, are you… do you…"

"I am too. I like boys. Just like you do. So does Benny. And we think Greg might too, but he won't say it and we won't force him to come out. Anthony Versitti is mostly sure that I am, that's why he tied me up naked. He was going to make me admit it with Young and their brothers there. But you saved me, at least for now."

Berry and Greg were the two other boys with us. The four of us were all gay? And I hadn't guessed it. Not one of them. Apparently there was no gaydar for me.

"So, am I right about you? Are you going to stay?"

"Hell yes," I said. And then I realized another problem. "Except that, I, uh, nobody's ever seen me naked. I mean, not since I was like four years old. It's kind of…"

"Embarrassing, yeah, I get that. I get butterflies every time too. But when nobody is making fun of you or threatening you, and everyone else is naked too, it turns out to be okay."

I tried to be cool as we gathered enough wood to build a fire that could be seen from space, but inside I was nervous about being naked. These guys had apparently done it several times and to them it was no big deal, but I'd never been seen naked.

Once the fire was started we cooked hot dogs on sticks and gobbled up handfuls of chips while we ate and drank. It was still boiling hot outside and there was no breeze so we all took off our shirts as the heat from the fire made it almost unbearable.

Then, as the sun started to sink into the west and the shadows grew long, I excused myself to go and pee. I ignored their advice to just pee on the fire, hoping they weren't really going to do it because I might still want more hotdogs and I knew there were two big bags of marshmallows that we hadn't opened yet.

I had just finished shaking the last few drops off when one of them grabbed my shoulders and pulled me backwards. Another one of them was on his hands and knees right behind me and I fell over him. Then the three of them were on me. They didn't waste any time, they went for my shorts and boxers and had them off before I could even think of how to stop them.

I was dragged over to a three near the fire and just as Rick had been, I was tied with my hands above my head and then blindfolded with a piece of cloth tied in place around my head. Unlike Rick, I was on my knees and held there by the ropes that bound my arms and then over a branch being tied to my ankles.

"We figured you were going to chicken out, so we took that choice away from you," Rick said. "Now you'll just have to do what we want."

I was horrified. Three boys were undoubtable staring at me as I stood there naked. My dick was rapidly hardening.

"I see you like this," Benny said. "But we'll have time for fun later. Right now, we have to go and scare away the fish. As soon as we all get as naked as you."

I heard them making small talk and laughing as they kicked their clothes off and then the sound of their voices showed that they were headed in the direction of the river. And then it was quiet except for the crackling of the fire and the buzz of insects.

Soon I heard a branch snap from the opposite direction. I pretended like I didn't hear them coming back, knowing that they had circled around. Then a voice I didn't recognize said, "Hey, there's the fire. I told you I smelled smoke. Someone is camping here."

The voice sound much younger than any of my three new friends, and I immediately thought of Terry Versitti and the other boy about his age. But as they approached, I heard several footsteps. There was more than two of them, maybe as many as five.

"Hey, look at this," a different voice said. This one also sounded young. "There's a kid tied up naked here."

"Don't use any names and make sure he can't see," the first voice said. I looked down, hoping to spot some shoes as Rick had done, but rope holding the blindfold in place was too low and I couldn't see anything. I saw a shadow pass over my eyes and knew one of them was checking to see if I could see.

"Naw, he's blinded," said voice number two. "You guys, look around and see what you can find."

I heard steps moving away from and towards the tents. But voice one and two were still there.

"We have a lot of ways to make you talk," voice one said.

"We can squeeze your balls," voice two said.

"Or use a burning stick to burn off your pubic hair. Or, you can just answer all our questions truthfully. If we think you're lying, we'll do something to convince you we mean business. You understand?"

I was terrified. They could really hurt me and there was nothing I could do to stop them. "I got it," I said.

"Okay, first the easy questions. Who are you and who tied you up. And why did they tie you up. And where are they now. Four simple questions. Don't lie, don't be evasive, or else."

"My name is Colin Westbrook, I just moved here. I don't know who tied me up, but they headed north." The river was to the west and the boys who had found me came from the south, so that's why I chose to tell them north.

"Hey, look what I found," a third boy said from by the tents. He whispered it, so it was hard to tell if he was younger or older.

"Good," voice one said. "I think he just lied to us. Use them to remove his pubes."

I tried to jerk away as I heard the unmistakable sound of scissors clipping around my groin, but someone from behind me reached between my legs and grabbed hold of my balls, preventing me from moving. I could feel the cold steel on my groin as the clipping continued.

"That's for your first lie," voice one said after the clipping was done. "Each lie after that one will result in a worse punishment. Tell us who tied you up, where they went, and why they tied you."

I toyed with the idea of holding back and hoping my friends would return, but a quick squeeze of my balls convinced me that they weren't going to allow that.

"One of them was Roger Dangerfield," I said. "He had two friends…"

A harder squeeze made me gasp for breath and I almost threw up.

"Try again," voice one said. "You, get the branding iron hot. If he continues to lie we'll brand his ass and then everyone will always know he belongs to us."

Brand my ass? This was getting way too serious. I was in big trouble. "Okay, it was Rick Jefferson, and two other boys named Benny and Greg. Honest, I don't know their last names. They tied me up because I was too embarrassed to strip for them. And they headed towards the river."

"Better. Maybe true, we'll check it out. But first, do you like sucking boy's dicks?"

"I'll do it if that's what you want," I said in a near panic.

"Of course you'll do it," voice one said. "But that's not what I asked. I asked, do you like to suck boy's dicks?"

"Yes," I said in a near whisper. Tears were running down my cheeks.

"Have you ever done it before?" I nodded my head as an answer.

"Who did you suck?"

"Rick Jefferson," I said, feeling sick about the information I was giving up.

"That's good, we're glad you have some experience. And since you like doing it you're really going to enjoy this. You will suck me and my friend. We'd better not feel your teeth. And if you bite we'll crush your balls between two rocks. Got it?"

"Yeah," I said. I heard the sound of a zipper and a few seconds later a dick poked my lips. I opened up and let it in. He was young, but perhaps older than I thought as his dick was almost as long as Rick's, but I didn't feel any pubic hair when he pressed his going up to my face. He squealed when he climaxed but produced no cum.

He was quickly replaced by another. Almost identical, but just a little bit of hair above his dick. No cum though. Then voice one asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

"Not very much," I said.

"I think he's lying," voice two said. "Let's brand him!"

"No, please," I begged. "I'll do it again." And then my ass exploded in pain as the hot metal rod was held against my skin. I moved as far forward as I could but the rod was held in place for several seconds.

"Have a nice night," voice one said and then I heard their footsteps moving away. The pain in my ass subsided a lot faster than I thought it would and I guessed that the rod wasn't hot enough to cause a lasting burn.

Sometime later I heard Rick, Benny, and Greg's voices coming from the direction of the river. I called out to them to hurry.

"Someone was here," I said.

"Yeah, a likely story," Rick said. He untied the blindfold and I saw the three of them naked. Benny was hard, Rick had a semi, but Greg's dick was soft. "Was it bad?" Rick asked.

"Hell yes!" I said. "They tortured me. I gave them your names. And they branded me with something. Are you guys going to untie me or just stand there?"

Benny walked around behind me and rubbed the spot where I'd been branded. Oddly, it didn't hurt when he touched it. When he came back to face me he had his finger in his mouth. "Um, orange. I hope he has some more."

"What? I, uh, what?"

"You were branded with an orange popsicle," Benny said. "Not as good as grape, but still nice. And Rich had better have more of them."

I guess Rick could see my confusion. "Your skin can't tell the difference between hot and cold. You expected hot, so you thought it was burning you. Instead, it was just ice cold. And Rich is my little brother. He and his friend Cody will be back soon. They took all our clothes and we'll have to find them in the morning or go home naked. It's their price for helping us test you."

"Test me?"

"Yeah, and when you told them you liked sucking boy's dicks, you got your chance. If you had convinced them you didn't like it, they would have just taken our clothes and left. Sorry to put you through it, but we needed to know so that we weren't forcing you into something.

"Rick never told us that you'd already sucked him off," Greg said. "If he had, maybe this wouldn't have been necessary."

"It was the day I met Rick. He was tied up. I thought he couldn't see me and I sucked him off. But he could see my shoes." And then suddenly I figured it out. "You three were here with them!"

"Yeah, duh!" Rick said.

"Good luck finding your clothes this time," voice one said from behind me. Then two boys came around to the front. "Still got him on his knees, huh? You guys looking for a lot more fun tonight?"

"This is Rich, my brother, and his friend Cody," Rick said to me. "They both just turned twelve recently. They know Benny and I are gay. They aren't, but they don't mind getting a blowjob from time-to-time. And they don't talk about it to other people."

'Unlike you," Rich said. "You cried like a baby. You'd have told me anything."

"Hey, no cause to be cruel," Greg said. "He was terrified. Unless you want to find out what it's like. We've got enough rope for you and Cody to join him."

"Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean it like I said it," Rich said. "It was just, so, uh, I don't know. The power I had over you. I guess I let it go to my head. That's probably why Rick wouldn't let us do it alone. I might have gone too far."

I didn't know what to say. And oddly enough, the only thing I was thinking right then was that it might be a fun game to play if there were rules. And that I wish I could have seen them naked too.

"Anyway, we're tired of looking at dick," Rich said. "Your clothes are well hidden. We left you a cooler with a half-dozen popsicles in it." He looked at me again and said, "And I am sorry about the crybaby remark. Just so you know, I'm one too. I cry over nothing and what we did to you wasn't nothing. I shouldn't have said it."

"Okay," I said. Did I dare say what I wanted? "Under different circumstances it might have been fun. But I didn't know you were playing. I thought for sure you would permanently hurt me. But thanks for the apology. Maybe you feel sorry enough to untie me."

I saw in his eyes that he was thinking about what I just had said. "Yeah, maybe we'll meet again sometime. And then my brother won't be here to protect you. Just you, me, and Cody. And then I'll see how much fun you think it is." It sounded to me like an invite that I was likely to follow up on someday in the future.

Nobody said anything until after the two younger boys were gone. The Benny said, "I guess we should untie him now. Unless you want to force him…"

"No," Rick said. "No forcing. If he wants to he will." I was quickly untied.

"So, uh, I guess we stay naked all night," I said. "But what if we can't find the clothes?"

"It happened once," Rick said. "There's a price to pay. I think you can guess what it is. It took us two weeks to pay it off that time, so when its light we'll look. Rick and Cody will be around to watch for other kids and warn us. Unless its girls. They seem to enjoy having us get caught naked by girls."

I thought about being caught naked by girls and decided I wouldn't like it. Boys were interesting, but to me girls were, well, girls. I liked boys. But that didn't mean I'd be comfortable being seen naked by any girl.

"So, what do we do until morning?" I asked. My dick was hard as a rock and I really wanted to jack off, but I'd never done it in front of a boy before and wasn't sure I could keep my focus up.

"That's kind of up to you. We do different stuff. To me, the best is jacking off, and the loser has to suck the others off. And right after jacking off it takes more work to get the others to cum again. We've tried a circle jerk, that was kind of fun."

"Yeah, except for the guy at the end of the line," Benny said.

"Yeah, we don't have enough people for a circle, so we drew straws to see who was first and last. The first guy just got a hand job. The last guy only gave a hand job. Anyway, we do different stuff. Right now, I think we want to get into those popsicles before they melt. And then more dogs and chips and pop. Then we can decide."

We built up the fire until it was roasting our fronts as we sat watching it. I was completely unaware that I was playing with my dick until Benny noticed and pointed it out to the others. They made me finish while they watched. And then they did the same, one at a time.

We ended up just talking until we were all falling asleep. Rick and I took one tent and Benny and Greg the other. I crawled inside my sleeping bag, but it was too warm so I ended up getting out and laying on top of it. I was just starting to doze off when Rick suddenly sat up.

"Okay, I think they're asleep now," he said softly. "Try not to make too much noise or they'll come over to watch."

"Watch what?" I asked, but once he rolled over next to me and took my dick in his mouth I figured it out. I felt good. Then it felt Great. Far better than using my hand. When it was done, I didn't know what to say, so I just said, "Thanks."

"We're even. I hope you break the tie sometime soon. Like tomorrow morning." He got back on top of his bag. "Did you really mean it when you said you'd like to be tied up again by Rich and Cody? They'd enjoy the hell out of it, but I don't trust Rich enough to let him tie me up."

"It was scary as hell because I thought it was real, but it also made my dick hard as iron. And not being able to touch it was tough, but a good kind of tough. Yeah, it might be fun to try. But I think I'd like you to be nearby, just in case."

"We can see what the future holds. But Rich acts first and thinks later, so be careful around him if he gets control over you. He's a good kid; he just doesn't think of consequences ahead of time."

We talked for a bit longer, but I couldn't hold my eyes open and I think Rick was the same. It got quiet for a few seconds, and the next thing I know it was light outside the tent and I had to pee. Immediately.

I ran outside the tent and peed on the closest tree. I was almost done when Rick moved in next to me. Without asking, I reached over and took his dick out of his hand. "I always wanted to do this," I said as I directed his stream up and down.

But he pulled my hand away. "Sorry, but you were making me hard and I really need to pee."

We checked on Benny and Greg but they were both zonked out. Then Rick asked me, "You know what a sixty-nine means?"

I did. We got back in our tent. Neither of us had ever done it before, so it took some effort to find a way to make it work, but once we had the right positions it was worth it. I was just about to shoot into Rick's mouth when Benny said, "I win, Colin is shooting first."

I turned my head, which meant that I had to let Rick's dick out of my mouth, and that was a mistake because he was just starting to shoot too and it ended up hitting me in the ear and face.

"Damn you, you ruined it," Rick said. But he looked at his cum dripping out of my ear and started laughing. Benny and Greg joined in. "How long were you guys there?" he asked the others.

"Since you asked him if he knew what a sixty-nine was," Greg said. "We weren't really asleep."

I suddenly felt very embarrassed at being caught, but Rick was laughing. "Yeah, like you two have never done it. I just haven't caught you at it. Yet."

"And you never will," Greg said. "Remember, you guys are the gay ones. I'm straight. I'm just here for the friendship and blowjobs." But he too was laughing and he didn't sound totally serious.

But as Rick had said, the moment was ruined. Yeah, both of us shot, but without the hands-on continuation that made the final moments so pleasurable. I vowed to myself to do it again sometime, only when there weren't others around to interfere.

"It's late, people will be getting up," Rick said. "We'd better start the search for our clothes. Benny and Greg, check the past hiding places. Colin and I will search for new places. Keep in touch by cell phone."

I realized my cell phone was in my pants pocket. "There might be a way to help us," I said. "I didn't know anyone was going to steal my clothes as you guys did, so my phone is in my pants. Dial the number and if we're close we'll hear it ring." If gave Benny and Greg the number. Rick already had it.

We searched for over an hour, calling about every fifteen minutes. It felt awkward and embarrassing to be wondering around naked. But not once did we hear my phone ring. "Maybe they turned it off," I said.

Rick dialed once more, and still no answer. But immediately after he hung up his phone rang. He put it on speakerphone. "Good morning Rick," came Rich's voice. "Are you ready to give up?"

"Not yet," Rick said. He sounded irritated that his brother had called.

"Calling the phone was a good plan," Rich said. "But it won't work any longer. We couldn't guess the password, so we turned the phone off so you couldn't use it to find your clothes. Just so you know, there is a pack of boy scouts heading your way to check out the smoke they can see. Six boys. Four of them are our age, but the other two are older. We saw Benny and Greg head back to camp. The boy scouts are between you and them and close enough to maybe hear the ring if you call to warn them."

"Shit!" Rick said. "Nice setup. Are they locals?"

"You'll have to meet them to find out, I'm not telling. Or you can go for your clothes. I'll tell you where they are if you'll meet my terms."

"Look, don't let them catch Benny and Greg if you are working with them. What are your terms?"

"I'll call back. I need to contact their patrol leader. Head north, I'll be in touch in a few minutes." Rich hung up and Rick and I changed direction and headed further to the north, which was back towards our camp.

Rick's phone rang again a few minutes later. Again, he put it on speakerphone. "Our terms. You and Colin owe me and Cody a blowjob a day for two weeks. Colin also agrees to let us tie him up in a location of our choosing. He'll have to earn his freedom in ways we can't discuss right now. But we will let you supervise. Do you agree to these terms?"

Rick looked at me and shook his head no. But I didn't want to be caught by a pack of scouts. Especially if they might be in the same school I'd be starting in the fall. I nodded yes.

"Time's wasting," Rich said. "In a few seconds I'll add more terms or you can quit and find your clothes on your own. The scouts already know where you are right now and are on their way to you. So what's your answer?"

I guess Rick saw that it would be futile to refuse. "Okay, we accept. Vector us away from the scouts and meet us somewhere with our clothes."

"You have accepted our terms," Rich said. There was something in his tone that set me on edge. "However, you'll have to get your own clothing back. The scouts have them. Stay where you are and they'll find you, or keep moving towards them. Either way, you'll have to deal with them to get the clothes back." Rich ended the call from his phone before his brother could respond.

"That little bastard," Rick said as he put his own phone away. "I'll meet them, you circle around and see if you can find Benny and Greg."

"I'll meet them. You have a phone, you can call Benny and Greg. And the three of you had better come running to free me from the scouts." Without giving him a chance to argue with me I started running towards my doom, shouting "I'm over here!"

There were on me in minutes. I looked behind and was thankful that I didn't see Rick. Now I had to deal with six laughing boy scouts. "I believe you have my clothes," I said to them.

"Maybe," one of them said. He had more stuff sewn to his shirt and one of them said he was a patrol leader. "But how do we know they're your clothes?" This drew laughter from the other scouts.

I wanted to be sarcastic. Hell, I wanted to be dressed and far away from the six of them. But I needed the clothes, so I forced myself to remain civil and tried not to show any fear. "My cell phone is in one of the bags. Find it, give it to me, and I'll prove its mine by entering the correct password."

"I've got a better idea," the leader said. "Would you like to give each of us a blowjob? Starting with me of course; rank does have its privileges. We'll accept that act as proof of ownership. So, do you want to prove ownership or not?"

My dick gave me away. It had been soft because I was scared, but once he talked about what he wanted it began to get hard. I needed to buy time for Rick to find Benny and Greg and then come to my rescue. "Only one bag is mine," I said. "I'll give a blowjob to the boy who has it in exchange for that bag."

"I'm afraid it isn't quite that simple," the leader said. "As their leader, I'm responsible for them. I can't have you sucking on just one of them while the others just stand and watch. No, I'm afraid it's all of us or nothing. And nothing will mean we burn the bags if we want."

"My friends will be here soon and with them we'll be able to take the bags from you. We're older and stronger. But I understand you want something in return, so I'll stand by what I said. But only the one holding my bag." I hoped I sounded braver than I felt.

"So now you're going to threaten us? Maybe I should call in the rest of my troop. There's twelve more back in our camp. We could keep you busy all day, even if your friends do come to rescue you. Besides, you still haven't proved ownership of either of the bags we hold. You need to do that before we discuss what happens next."

"Wait a second," I said, suddenly confused. "You said "either of the bags." You only have two of them? There should be four bags."

"But there isn't, only two. Why, are there more than two of you out here naked?" The leader's phone made a noise and he looked at the screen. Then he turned back to me. "Line up, we're going back to camp. And we're going to bring him with us. If he resists, just reach from behind and squeeze his balls. Then he'll become a lot more agreeable."

He looked at me and said, "Your 'help' is waiting for you in our camp, so you may as well come along without causing trouble."

I was trapped. Outnumbered six-to-one there was nothing I could do. And the younger boys looked like they would enjoy it if I failed to follow along. I stepped in line behind the leader and the other boys followed me.

When we got to their camp there were no other scouts. Rick was there, still naked. And Rich and Cody were there too.

"Welcome to the party," Rich said to me as casually as possible. "As my brother already found out, you don't have the means to free Benny and Greg." He held up a small key that was hanging from a string around his neck. "They need this, and we won't surrender it until you two get your clothes back or decide to just remain naked until you get home. We're just observers in this little game; it is those guys who you must please in order to get the clothes."

"I'd like to introduce you to one of the kids I met in town a day ago, Derrick Wiseman." The boy scout leader stepped up next to him. "With him is his assistant patrol leader Jack Proust and the rest of his patrol: his brother Eric and fellow scouts Sandy Thompson, Dan Wiggins, and Carl Smith. Eric, Sandy, and Carl are all twelve and Jack and Derrick are thirteen. Cody and I got bored with just hiding your clothes so we decided a small audience would make it more fun. Besides, they're wizards at tying knots and they have taught us some good ones. So I turn your fate over to them."

Not knowing what to expect, I had mixed feelings. One, my dick was rock hard with the thought of seeing these guys naked, even giving them a blowjob. But I also had a severe case of butterfly stomach because I didn't know for sure if that was going to satisfy them.

Rick must have had the same thoughts for he asked, "What do you want in exchange for our clothes?"

"Actually, we don't have your clothes," Derrick said. "And just for the record, today is Dan's thirteenth birthday, so we're doing this as his present. But, we do know where your clothes are and to be honest, you don't have much time to get to them before they disappear forever."

"You're lying," I said. "I saw the bags. Give us our clothes."

"Or what?" Jack said. He turned to the other boys and said, "Dump them." The boys turned their bags upside down. They were filled with newspaper, except one that had my cell phone. Jack picked it up and gave it to Rich. "Because there is a very likely ending where your clothes do go away, we made sure that there was nothing to indicate who they belonged to and we went through all the pockets to make sure there wasn't anything valuable in them. The cell phone is all we found."

"So what do you want?" Rick asked again.

"Simple," Derrick said. "You two are going to give each of us a blowjob. When that's done, we'll tell you where your clothes are. The longer you spend talking, the more trouble you're going to have getting them back." He turned to his patrol and had Jack line up next to him and the other four line up two-by-two behind them. He turned back to me and said, "Your line starts with me, whenever you are ready." He started unbuckling his belt.

Rick looked at his brother and said, "This sucks. We agreed you'd never tell anyone. How do we know we can trust these guys?"

"Because they're boy scouts. You know, trustworthy, helpful, all that." He was smiling.

Rick looked angry, but he stepped forward to where Jack was and looked at me. "Get started, I don't want to go home naked."

I didn't want to either. It felt odd doing it while Rich and Cody watched, but I was still interested. Derrick was just a little younger than me, but he had a nice dick. I'd guess almost five inches [12½ cm] long, with a small snarl of hair all around the base. He was already hard and it didn't take long before he grabbed my head to control my pace and then blasted his stuff into my throat.

Next in line was the birthday boy, Dan Wiggins. He had just turned thirteen, but he still had the dick of a twelve-year-old. Maybe four and a half inches [11½ cm] at best, with just the beginning of pubic hair. But he enjoyed ride and proved he was mature enough to shoot.

Sandy was the third boy in my line and he was identical to Dan, except his cum was thin and watery and there wasn't much of it, but he still yelped when he shot so I knew he had enjoyed it.

Rick had just finished too. We stood up and I asked where our clothes were.

"I know you're in a hurry, and you should be, but it is Dan's birthday. Because of that, you have a choice. You can allow each of the boys to give his birthday spanking to you two, or you," he pointed at me," You can give him a second blowjob."

I reasoned that the spankings would take longer. Besides, they would not be something I wanted, and sucking off the boy was not unpleasant, so I motioned for him to come over and got back on my knees. I expected it to take longer since he had just shot, but it didn't. And he seemed to enjoy the second one even more than the first.

"Your clothes are across the highway, about in line with were we are now, maybe a little bit to the left," Derrick said. "But there is a group from your school who are doing a service project picking up trash. They were scheduled to start about an hour ago. I don't know if they are working both sides at once or if they are going to work one side up and the other down. But they should be getting close my now, so you guys had better hurry."

We hurried. I guessed it was about ten in the morning already, and cars went by every few minutes. We had to work to the left, dropping down in the ditch each time a car came, until we were sure we saw the clothes. They weren't in bags, they were spread out over about twenty yards of road, and some of them were right on the edge of the road.

We waited until there were no cars and then came out of the ditch and crossed the four-lane road as quickly as we could. We had just gotten into the ditch on the other side when we heard a horn honk. We looked that direction and could see kids in green and red vests picking up trash. They were only a half-mile or so from us. They would be on us in fifteen minutes or less.

"We can't wait until there are no cars or they'll be too close," Rick said. "You start on that end and I'll start on the other end and we'll meet in the middle." He was just about to come out of the ditch when I pulled him back down as a bus passed. Even then I think some kids in the back of the bus saw him.

"Now we can go," I said and we both headed towards or starting points. Four cars and a truck passed as we gathered up the clothes. The last one held his horn down for at least ten seconds and as Rick and I crossed the highway I turned and saw that all the kids picking up trash had stopped and were laughing at us as we ran naked not more than a few hundred yards from them.

"Hey Rick Jefferson," someone yelled. "Nice butt!"

"Shit, that was a kid from my grade and she recognized me. This is going to be the talk of school when we go back the first day."

We didn't bother to stop and dress until we were back to where the scouts and Rich and Cody had camped the night before. They were all there packing their stuff.

"Did I hear a girl call out your name?" Rich asked with a laugh. "That must have been fun, being seen naked by a girl again. And just think, when we tie up your boyfriend, he might get to meet some kids from school too."

"I never agreed to that," I said.

"You agreed to allow us to tie you up in a place of our choosing, so you had better be nice to us or we'll pick a place where lots of kids will see you." He took the key off from around his neck and tossed it to Rick. "I'll bet they're wondering what is going on. They've been cuffed to that tree for a while now. I sure hope nobody found them."

We dressed as fast as we could and hurried back to our campsite.

Benny and Greg were handcuffed together with the chain wrapped around a small tree. I could see the bark had been scraped as they tried to either pull it out of the ground or bend it over so they could get the chain over the top, but the fact they were still there showed that their effort had not been successful.

"It took you long enough," Benny said. "We almost got caught. Kids walking on the trail. But they weren't looking around or they would have seen us for sure. Damn good thing we put the fire out so they didn't smell smoke. I don't know who they were. There was four of them, two girls and two boys. We didn't recognize them so they were probably tourists. I still would have sucked if they had found us."

We quickly broke camp and split up when we got back close to town, each of us heading to our own houses. I wanted to take a shower and jack off. That night I had nightmares about what Rich and Cody were going to do to me.

The next day I was invited to the Jefferson house. Rick answered the door when I knocked.

"Rich and I made an agreement," he said. "They are going to forget about tying you up and let you out of that part of the deal as long as you go along with something else. It's bad, but not as bad as being tied up somewhere."

"What is it?" I asked.

"First, they made it very clear that they were thrilled to see that the scouts put is in a position where we were seen naked and they want more. Since you're new here and nobody knows you yet, they think they have the perfect dare for you to perform."

"And this perfect dare involves me being naked somewhere that people might see me?"

"Yeah, except that people seeing you isn't a 'might,' people will see you. We're going to go to the beach this afternoon where you are going to lose your trunks. You can say someone took them or that they just fell off or even that they just disappeared, but you are going to give them up while you're in the water. They promise they will not move your towel, so bring a big one. It's mostly tourists, but there will be some kids you'll meet when school starts."

"So the plan is for me to basically run naked from the lake to the towel."

"Yeah, only the towel has to be at the back of the beach. It's about as long as a football or soccer field from the water to the back. If you do it than they agree not to involve other people when we camp. I'm guessing though that they may make getting our clothes back more difficult or embarrassing. I did warn Rich that if we get caught it might be the last time we can camp out. And that would be the end of the fun they have tormenting us."

"What if I just say no to everything, refuse to do what I agreed to. What could they do?"

"I don't know about where you come from, but around here giving your word is a bond. They'd tell other kids that you can't be trusted. You'd have trouble making new friends. And you'd put Benny, Greg, and me in a bad spot – we'd have to shun you too or risk losing the trust people have for us. Your word is trusted by friends, enemies, even adults. Losing that trust can mean not being able to get a job when you're older. It could mean that nobody would believe you if you were wrongly accused of doing something wrong. Going back on your word isn't something to take lightly."

"So either I let them tie me up somewhere, probably in public anyhow, or I run around naked. Those are my choices?"

"Maybe they'd offer you another choice if you asked, but the beach thing isn't as bad as it sounds. Kids have lost their suits there before, sometimes by accident, sometimes not. It mostly happens to tourists, but for all anyone knows right now that includes you. You could even say someone took them and people would believe they did it because they thought you were a tourist. That's all the advice I have for you."

"So, how long do I have to decide?"

"We're ready to go to the beach now if that's your choice," Rich said from behind me. I turned and saw that he and Cody were wearing swim suits. "You can borrow a pair from Rick, his will fit you. Unless you'd rather take a chance on being tied up somewhere."

I thought about everything that Rick had said. "Let's just get this done. I have your word you aren't going to take my towel or have someone else take it?"

"You have my word. The only people who know about this are you and Rick and Cody and me. If you're going to do it, we're leaving now so we don't all show up at the same time. When we find you in the lake you'll give us your suit. What you do after that is up to you. But I promise, no trickery. We take your suit and sit back and watch the fun."

Without waiting for a reply from me he and Cody left. I borrowed a suit from Rick and my shyness kicked in again and I went to the bathroom to change. The suit was just a little big, but that was fine because it meant that the boner I had didn't show as much.

The beach was not as packed as I thought it would be, but there were still several hundred people there and the clear majority of them were kids. The little kids were all down at one end and Rick said it would be better to stay as far away from them as I could because that was also where the adults were concentrated. The far end was mostly tweens and teens. A fifty-fifty mix of boys and girls.

Rick thought it best to split away from me, so he showed me where I should drop my towel. He'd loaned me a beach towel that was longer than I was tall. I dropped it, and then thought about grabbing it while naked and picked it up and curled it slightly to make it easier to grab. Then I went into the lake.

I swam out to the deep end where there were a lot fewer people around and after a few minutes Rich and Cody found me. I felt very scared as I untied the strings and let it slip down to my knees. I then pushed it down and off my legs and gave it to Rich.

"Give us time to get away," he said as he and Cody headed for the beach. That was not going to be a problem, I was naked, erect, and very scared and I couldn't force myself to move towards the beach.

After a while a boy and a girl came near me. "Are you okay?" the girl asked me.

"Yeah, I'm just, uh, bored. Why?"

"Cause from over there you looked kind of naked," she said. "And from right here I can see that you are. Did someone take your suit?"

"Yeah," I said. "Could you get me a towel?"

"No. We don't like you tourists coming here and taking over our beach. So once a week or so a boy like you ends up naked here. Get your butt moving and get out of our lake or we'll drag you to shore."

"I'm not a tourist," I said. "I just moved here. My family bought the old Gardner house."

"Really? In that case, I'm Sue Ellen and this is Ted." She held out her hand and when I took it she used it to pull me over onto my back. "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that." She said it, but I don't think she meant it because she held me there while she got a good look at my boner. "What grade will you be going into?"

"Ninth," I said, finally freeing my arm and getting my stuff back underwater.

"Hey, us too! Small world. Especially yours. But it was nice seeing you. I'll be looking forward to seeing you again in school."

"Wait, before you leave. Now that you know I'm not a tourist, can you get me my towel?"

"I guess. Where is it?" I pointed and described it. "Sure, she said." She and Ted headed for shore.

I wasn't sure how Rich and Cody would treat this, but as I saw it I followed the rules. I was naked in the water and getting my towel, just as we agreed. I watched as Sue Ellen and Ted headed for my towel. When they got there, they held it up in the air and shook it. I raised my hand and gave a thumbs-up.

Only they didn't head back towards the water. Instead, they walked across the back of the beach towards the locker rooms. As I stared dumbfounded, Sue Ellen took the towel and went into the women's locker room. A few seconds later she came out, only with no towel in hand. Then she and Ted sat down on a bench and stared at me.

Now I truly was screwed and I couldn't blame anyone but myself. If I'd just run for the towel right after giving up the suit I'd be wrapped in it and well away from here by now. Instead, I was naked with no cover available to me.

Ted got up from the bench and starting moving back towards me. I watched until he stopped by a group of teens and spoke to them. Then he pointed at me and I knew he had just told them I was naked. Ted moved on to another group.

I realized he was telling all the kids who lived here that I was naked. I decided that I needed to make my move before all of them had been alerted. Instead of heading straight in I angled towards where Rick and I had entered. Once the water was too shallow to hide me I stood up and started my run.

There was loud laughter and cheering from the beach. All the kids that Ted had told were standing and cheering, which drew attention from me to them and then back to me. I didn't have a plan, I just ran as fast I could, leaving my shoes behind.

Running naked past hundreds of kids with my boner swaying back and forth was not easy and the further I got the number of kids aware of my nudity grew. I tried to shut it all out of my mind and just raced up the beach and out towards the roads as fast as I could. Then I realized that I was in town, a mile from Rick's house and more than that to mine, and I was completely naked. And worse yet, running out of breath. I had to slow down. Cars were honking their horns at me, adult women yelled at me, and kids laughed and cheered. I got a few blocks before Rick, Rich, and Cody caught up with me. Rick gave me his towel. It wasn't as big as the one taken from me, but it was better than being naked.

They were all laughing, even Rick. "You idiot, why didn't you just grab a towel, any towel, off the beach?" he asked me between snorts. "Instead of running naked up Main Street."

I couldn't admit that the answer was that I was too stupid to have thought of that, so I just murmured something and they let it go. We had barely made it out of the business section when a car pulled up next to us and the window went down.

"Rick and Rich, get in," a woman said. "I've got clothes for you in the back. We have to go to Riverton for the afternoon, your grandmother is sick."

Rick introduced me to his mother as he and his brother got in the back. "I'll call you when I get home," he said as the car drove off, leaving me with Cody, who pointed out something I'd forgotten.

"Too bad your clothes are locked up in his house. I guess you'll just have to go home wearing the towel." He grabbed hold of it and pulled it off, but immediately let go of it so that I could put it back in place. "I see you still have a boner. My house is that way," he pointed. "But I can't have friends over when my parents are out, so have a nice day."

That was not going to be likely. In the pocket of my shorts was the key to my house. I was locked out with nothing but the towel until my parents got home. I walked quickly the rest of the way. Cody was right, I was still hard as a rock, and even though I couldn't get inside my house, it was set far enough back from other houses that I could take care of it without being seen.

I was lost in my daydream about Rick and nearly ready to cum when I heard a giggle. I opened my eyes and standing by my mailbox were the Versitti brothers. I quickly wrapped the towel back around me, frustrated that I was denied the opportunity to cum.

"Don't let us stop you, it looked like you were about to have fun," the older one said. I remembered that Rick had said his name was Anthony and his brother was Terry. "In fact, I'll bet you'll have more fun if you come with us."

"Uh, no thanks, I'm supposed to hang around here until my parents get back," I said.

"So, this is your house? I thought it was empty."

"Yeah, we moved in last week."

"Good to know. However, I find it hard to believe that you'd be out here with nothing but a towel jacking off until your parents get home. So if this is your house, give us the tour and we'll go away."

"I can't, I mean, I could, but I'm not allowed to let anyone in the house."

"You have three options. Prove to us that this is your house by giving us a tour, come with us now, or refuse to do either of the other two options." Anthony folded his arms over his chest and I noticed that compared to my weak and skinny arms, his were huge.

"Oh, please take the third option," Terry said with a smile.

Whatever was going to happen was not going to get better by refusing their demands. Since I couldn't get in the house, the only option left to me was go with them. He headed back towards town. I was slightly relieved; I figured that at least there I'd be somewhat safe.

"We saw you at the beach, that's how we knew you didn't live here. But a local boy helped you. The one who gave you the towel. His name is Rick Jefferson. Where did he go?"

"I'm not a tourist, I really do live in the old Gardner house. The boys who took my suit just thought I was a tourist. And Rick's mom picked him and his brother up right about where we're standing. She said his grandmother was sick and they had to go to Riverton."

"That is where Rich's grandmother lives," Terry said. "He goes there often."

"See?" I said, getting more confident. "How would I know that if I didn't know Rick?"

"Who's his best friend?" Anthony asked.

"That would either be Benny or Greg. And now me."

"Then you'll do since you're right here and that means I don't have to spend all day looking for Benny. Tell Rick that until he pays his debt I'm going to go after his friends. You just said you're a friend of his, so now you're going to pay the price for his lack of courage. Give me the towel."

"I'm not giving you the towel," I said.

"It wasn't a request. Give it up now and I won't tie you to a telephone pole."

I didn't know if he'd really do it or not, but there were no adults in sight. There were some kids, local kids I think, who were standing back and watching. They weren't going to help me, at least not while Anthony was here. I gave him the towel.

"Don't leave until I give you permission or I will tie you to a pole. What's your name?"

"Colin Westbrook," I said. The kids in the background were laughing quietly.

"Okay Colin Westbrook," Anthony said, drawing my attention back to him. "Do fifty jumping jacks and then you can leave. We'll be watching, so don't cheat." He and his brother headed back towards town, but Terry was walking backwards, watching me.

I did them as fast as I could. My boner was bouncing all over the place. The kids who had been watching came closer now that the Versitti brothers were moving away. More boys to see me naked and talk about it when school started.

The moment I finished the last one I turned and started running to home. I'd only gotten a few blocks before I heard my mom's voice from behind. "Colin Westbrook! What is the meaning of this?"

She was in our car, and as embarrassing as it was to be naked in front of her I got into the back seat as fast as I could. As she drove home I filled her in on tourists and how they thought I was one.

"I thought you were running around naked on purpose and was very angry with you, but now I see you're a victim. If you want, we can notify the police."

"No mom, I have no idea who it was that took my suit. What good would it do to tell them? They must know it happens. Please just take me home and let me get dressed." What I didn't say to my mother was that I also wanted to jack off in the privacy of my own room.

It was three days before Rick came back. I had stayed around the house and made sure I didn't lock the door. Rick came with my shorts and cell phone, which fortunately my mother didn't realize was missing. I told him about the Versitti brothers and what they said.

"What debt do you owe him? He said he was going to start coming after your friends until had to courage to do something. If you need money…"

"I don't need money," he said. "Remember the day we first met, when I was tied to the tree?"

It was a stupid question. How could I forget the day I first met Rick.

"Well, I lied to you about why it happened," he continued without waiting for an answer. "I told you he wanted me to admit I was gay. That wasn't true. I don't think he has even thought about that. The reason I was there was because last year in school I accidently pulled his suit down at a pool party. I dove in and he got in the way and one of my fingers got hooked in the front of his suit. His suit was too loose and it just came down. I ran away in fear for my life."

"So, what is the debt that you have to pay? He'll be after Benny and Greg next. Do they know?"

"No. I mean, Greg was at the party and saw it happen, but he doesn't know what Versitti wants for payback." He paused and I saw he was blushing.

"I am to go to his house and strip naked and go home without my clothes. And I'll bet he will notify a bunch of kids from school to see me. I'm just too chicken to do it."

"Okay, he's going to keep coming after me and Benny and Greg and I didn't enjoy running naked through town. What are you going to do about it? What if the four of us stood up to him? He can't take all of us if we work together."

"What makes you think he'd be alone? Besides, even if we did, there would be a price to pay after that. I guess I have to stop being scared and just go and do it. I'll think about it."

"I'll come with you," I said. "We'll go today and put it behind you."

"No, you'll probably end up naked too. You've already been naked in town. Why would you risk having it happen again?"

"At least you won't be alone. You'll have a friend with you. How about go right now so you don't have to fret about it." I left my phone and Rick's phone in my room and hid my keys under a rock just in case I had to come home without clothes again. Rick wasn't willing, but he came anyway.

Anthony smiled after he opened the door and Rick. "You come to pay back what you owe me?"

"Yeah, I guess," Rick said.

"Then go to the backyard and strip. Wait back there until I tell you it's time to go home." Anthony looked at me and asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm here to make sure you don't hurt him," I said. I hoped he couldn't see my knees knocking together from the fear I felt.

"And even if I was going to hurt him, what would you do about it? Whatever, if you want to stay, you share his fate. So, either join him in the backyard or get out of here now. And don't let me catch you hanging around. If I see you helping him you'll end up naked anyway. And tied to a pole."

"If I stay, will you let fewer people know he's going to be naked?"

"Are you serious? You know you're going to be naked too, don't you?"

"Yeah, I do. He's my friend. I've been naked before, thanks to you. I'll survive being naked again."

"You got guts. A lot more than Jefferson. Okay, you stay and I'll only tell a couple of key people." He stepped aside and let me pass.

Rick looked like he was about to puke. He was naked and boned up. When he saw me he shook his head. "I told you, leave me. You don't have to do this. I'm here and naked, I can't chicken out now."

"I already made a deal with Anthony to limit the damage, so I'm bound to it," I said as I began removing clothing. I saw that Rick still had his shoes and socks on, so I kept those too. We had to stand there naked for about ten minutes before Anthony and Terry came out.

"Okay, here's the deal. Once you're in the front yard, you do fifty jumping jacks. After that, you walk, don't run until you cross Arbor Street. Once you cross, you do fifty more jumping jacks. Then you have a choice. You can run home from there or return here and get your clothes back. If you go home, I keep your clothes and your boxers will be flying from the flagpole on the first day of school. If you come back here, you do fifty more jumping jacks in the front yard and then you can dress and leave."

"Where's Arbor street?" I asked.

"It's between the beach and the amusement park," Rick answered. "The opposite way from where we live. And the part of town that will have the most kids around."

"That's right," Anthony said with a smirk. From inside his house we could hear his doorbell ring. "That means my guests have arrived. I did do you one favor. I passed the word that no pictures were allowed. If you see a local with a camera I want to know who it was. I don't care if the tourists take pictures, that's your problem. Go answer my front door and say hi to my guests and then get started."

There were eight girls waiting out front and they all shrieked when Rick stepped out naked. They shrieked again when I followed. They gathered around and laughed as we did our jumping jacks.

The walk to Arbor Street was worse than my previous trip because we were heading towards areas where there were more kids. And as they saw us they spread the word, so that by the time we got to Arbor Street I think most of the local kids had gathered around us. At that point we were also enveloped by the tourist kids who greatly outnumbered the locals. There was a lot of kids, boys and girls, laughing at us.

We crossed the street and did the next set of jumping jacks to the delight of the crowd of kids accompanying us. Anthony hadn't said we had to walk back to his house, so we ran, our dick's bouncing around. If you've never tried running naked with a boner, let me tell you it isn't a pleasant experience. Rick made the decision to go back to the Versitti house and I followed. We did the last set of jumping jacks and when we finished Rick tossed our clothing out onto the lawn.

We dressed as fast as we could and pushed through the crowd of cheering kids and headed as fast as we could back to my house.

I didn't care that Rick was there, as soon as we got inside my house I began to jack off. Rick was doing the same. After we were done, we shared a shower together and jacked off again before dressing.

"That was the scariest thing I have ever done," he said as we sat down on the porch. "Thanks for coming. I'm positive he would have made it far worse if you weren't there. I've heard of kid who crossed him being tied naked to a telephone pole and I think that was planned for me, so again, thanks. I owe you a lot.

We still owed his brother and Cody the blowjobs we promised and we went to his house to start paying them that evening. The rest of summer I avoided the town as much as possible. Just before school started my mother took me there to buy school clothes and there were several smirks and open laughter from kids who had seen me naked.

The first week of school was even worse, but then Rick pointed out that while they still laughed, they also were treating us different. We guessed that they felt we were brave or something. I made a lot of new friends, but Rick and I remained more than best friends. We had a bond that formed on the day I first met him.

The End