COWBOYS AND INDIANS Part One (mmmmfffFF,Exh,Humil)
BY: HOOKED6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
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COWBOYS AND INDIANS Part One
BY: Hooked6
Eddie had been bored for most of the summer. Being an only
child at the awkward age of 14, he had no other kids his own
age to play with. The only other kids he spent time with
were Mark, age 10 and his neighbor, Pat who was also 10
years old.
Towards the end of that fateful summer, Eddie's dad had to
travel away on business for a week and the only way his mom
could accompany him was if they found a suitable place for
their son to stay while they were away. Despite their best
efforts, none of Eddie's relatives were able to accommodate
him that particular week. All seemed lost until at the last
moment, Ms. Herzog, Mark's mom, came to the rescue and
offered her home.
Eddie's parents were in such a hurry to leave that they
didn't even pack Eddie's belongings. Instead they just
handed their son a key to the house, gave him the usual
lecture on behaving himself and minding Ms. Herzog, hopped
in the car and left for the airport leaving their son to
make his own way down the little country road about a
quarter mile to Mark's place. Not being one to plan ahead,
Eddie simply set out to join his friends.
Eddie didn't really mind that his playmates were much
younger than he was. After all they still liked playing
outdoors and getting into mischief things that Eddie still
enjoyed. People Eddie knew his own age were too wrapped up
in more mature activities that didn't seem to interest him.
Yet Eddie knew that he was changing, both physically and
mentally. Though he was small for his age his voice had
already become much deeper than it used to be. Pubic hair,
however, the outward sign of becoming a man, had yet to make
its appearance something that worried young Eddie as many
of his classmates had already thick growths above their
privates. Still, it WAS summer and a time to make the most
of his unexpected sleepover.
"About time you got here," said Mark.
"Yeah we've been waiting for you," echoed Pat.
"Sorry guys, my parents just left," explained Eddie.
"Hey, where's your stuff? I thought you were staying the
whole week?" asked Mark.
"I am," Eddie said. "My mom gave me a key. I'll just get my
stuff at the house when I need it."
Mark, Pat and Eddie soon were playing their usual games of
hide and seek, keep-away and tossing the baseball around.
After a while, the boys ended up in Mark's room. As boys
usually do when they are bored, the three began roughhousing
around with the two smaller boys ganging up on Eddie. It
wasn't long before Eddie's T-shirt was torn. The younger
boys seized upon the opportunity and soon had the shirt torn
to shreds. As they tossed the remnants of Eddie's shirt
around the room, Eddie's house key fell out of the shirt
pocket.
"Lookie what I've got!" exclaimed Mark. "I've got Eddie's
house key!"
"Hey! Give that back!" shouted Eddie. Mark and Pat began a
game of keep away tossing the key back and forth between
them taunting Eddie to try and catch it. Eddie became more
and more irritated at his inability to snatch the key back.
Finally growing tired he stopped trying and said, "Come on
guys, I need that key. I need to go back to my house and get
a new shirt before it gets too dark out."
"Why should we give it back?" asked Pat. "Maybe we'll just
drop it down the drain."
Eddie was losing his patience but realized that the kids
were just playing a game so he decided to give in and play
along. "Ok, I'll trade you for it."
"What have you got to trade?" asked Pat. Reaching into his
pants pockets Eddie discovered he had nothing really to
trade. "Well, I guess I don't really have ANYTHING to trade
ON me right now. I'll give you something from my house when
I go back."
"I know!" said Mark excitedly, "You could trade your pants
for the key."
"You're crazy!" said Eddie. "I'm not giving you my pants."
"What, are you CHICKEN?" teased Pat. "You afraid to show us
your underwear? Are you ashamed or something?"
"I'm not CHICKEN!" protested Eddie.
"Then give us your pants," demanded Mark.
Eddie realized that the only way he was going to stop this
silly game was to give in. "OK, I'll prove I'm not ashamed,"
Eddie said as he started unsnapping his pants and pulling
them off. "Here," he said as he tossed them across the room.
"Satisfied?"
Mark quickly picked them off of the floor and joined his
friend in staring at Eddie. Eddie was nervous about standing
only in his tighty-whities as the two of his friends stood
there gawking. He didn't want the others to tease him more
so he tried to act brave and as though standing half-naked
was a purely natural thing to do.
"Are you nervous?" asked Mark sarcastically.
"Doesn't bother me in the least," replied Eddie.
"Come on admit it, you're embarrassed to death, aren't you?"
asked Pat.
"Not even a little bit," said Eddie proudly. "I can stand
here all night. I'm not embarrassed at all."
"OK, tough guy. Prove it," challenged Mark. "I'll bet you
can't stay in your undershorts the rest of the night."
"Awe, he won't be able to do that, he's too big a wuss!"
shouted Pat.
"I AM NOT!" yelled Eddie. "You're on. I'll prove it to you
wise guys. You'll see."
"FINE!" snapped Mark as he carried off Eddie's pants. "I'm
positive you'll be asking for these back in a short while.
You'll never do it."
Eddie resolutely crossed his arms across his chest and stood
his ground as Mark left the room leaving him alone with Pat.
The two stood eyeing each other until Mark's mom shouted
from downstairs, "You guys come on down now, dinner's
ready."
Eddie hadn't thought things through when he agreed to
challenge his friends to a test of wills. He was mortified
at the prospect of having to go downstairs and face Ms.
Herzog. His cock stirred inside his briefs and a flush
feeling came over him. He was about to concede his defeat
when Mark came back into the room and teased him, "Ready for
your pants back? I knew you couldn't go through with it."
Hearing Mark's tone hardened Eddie's resolve. "Who said
anything about giving in? Besides if I get into trouble I'll
take you down with me."
The two boys were giddy with excitement. The first part of
their plan had worked. They couldn't wait to see what
happened.
The three boys bounded down the stairs. Pat and Mark took
their usual seats at the table along the wall of the dining
room as Eddie was forced to take a seat at the end of the
table in clear view of the room. When Mrs. Herzog came in
carrying a bowl of vegetables she was surprised to see Eddie
half-naked. "Eddie! Where are your clothes?"
Pat, not wanting to ruin the fun they had planned spoke up.
"They got ruined playing outside too muddy to wear. He
doesn't have anything else. Eddie HAD a key to his house but
he lost it."
"I see," said Mrs. Herzog in a somewhat disbelieving tone.
"And none of your clothes will fit him, is that it?"
"No mom. He's bigger than us. He doesn't mind though. He
always sleeps in his underwear anyway. Isn't that right
Eddie?"
Eddie looked at his playmates and saw the scornful look in
their eyes. "Yes ma'am. I don't mind." Mrs. Herzog was used
to the shenanigans her son was frequently pulling and
decided just to let things be.
No sooner had she returned to the kitchen, the front door
opened and in walked Mark's older sister, Karla. She was 17
and in high school. Eddie had forgotten about her too when
he accepted the boys' challenge. Seeing Eddie sitting in his
briefs brought a smile to her face and some good natured
teasing. "Oh, I didn't know we had to DRESS for dinner,
now," taunted Karla.
Eddie's face flushed at her words and he tried not to look
at her, preferring instead to keep his gaze on the table
before him. Mrs. Herzog brought the remaining parts of the
meal into the dining room and everyone sat down. Karla chose
the chair next to Eddie and Mrs. Herzog was seated at the
opposite end of the table.
Eddie sat in awkward silence only looking up occasionally.
"So what's Eddie doing here...and why is he eating in his
underwear?" asked Karla with a smile. She looked right at
Eddie when she asked her question causing him to blush all
the more.
Mark spoke up quickly, "He's staying the week with us while
his parents are out of town. The big dope fell in a mud hole
and his stuff is filthy."
"Oh," replied Karla matter-of-factly. "I guess little kids
get into all kinds of trouble, huh, mom?" the teenager
teased. Her words really hit home with Eddie as that's the
one thing he didn't want people to think he was a little
kid.
The rest of the dinner went as usual with nothing much
mentioned about Eddie's attire. As they were clearing the
table Mark spoke up, "Hey sis, tomorrow we're going to play
Cowboys and Indians. Eddie is going to be one of the
Indians. Could you do that make-up thing you do so that he
looks like a real Indian?"
Karla led out a sigh as if she really didn't want to be
bothered and then answered, "I guess so...but you had better
be ready when I am. I am meeting some of my friends tomorrow
and I am NOT going to be late."
"We'll be ready," Mark said plainly.
Eddie wondered what that was all about but forgot about it
as the three began watching TV in the front room. Eddie felt
very self-conscious sitting in his underwear and tried
desperately to conceal the outline of his penis as he sat.
When Mrs. Herzog announced it was bedtime, Pat got up to
head for home. "Don't forget to bring Joey tomorrow," Mark
reminded him. "We'll need him to play another Indian."
"Don't worry," replied Pat. "I've already asked him. I'll
bring him along when I come back in the morning."
When Mark and Eddie reached the bedroom they'd be sharing
Mark said, "You did better than I thought you would."
"I told you I could do it. I wasn't the least bit
embarrassed. Now give me my clothes." Eddie replied.
"The night's not over yet," answered Mark. "I'll give you
your clothes in the morning. Now let's get some rest.
Tomorrow's going to be a long day."
Upon awakening Eddie was first to get to the bathroom and
took a quick shower. Wrapping himself in a towel he headed
back to Mark's room only to find it empty. Eddie searched
for his trousers but couldn't locate them anywhere. Just
then Mark burst into the room finding Eddie still wrapped in
the towel. "Good. You've had your bath. Pat and Joey are
coming right up."
Eddie looked over at his friend to see that he was already
dressed in a cowboy outfit complete with a cowboy hat and a
realistic-looking six- gun and holster. Eddie felt a bit
envious as he had never owned anything like that when he was
a kid. Pat came into the room next wearing his cowboy outfit
which was also pretty authentic-looking.
When 9 year-old Joey entered the doorway, Eddie's mouth fell
open. Standing before him was a little boy wearing a loin
cloth consisting of two pieces of leather a flap in front
and a flap in back, that came down to his knees. The two
pieces were held together on the sides by two strings that
were tied together. Joey also wore a band around his head
that contained a lone feather and wore a pair of sandals.
"Gee, when you guys play Cowboys and Indians you go all out,
don't you?" Eddie commented. "Too bad I don't have..." Eddie
words were cut short by Mark who interrupted sarcastically
saying, "Oh, we have an outfit for you too!" Mark stretched
out his hand towards Eddie holding what looked to be an
exact duplicate of Joey's costume.
"Oh no! I'm not wearing that!" Eddie protested. Before
anyone could say anything else, footsteps were heard
bounding up the stairs and Karla yelled out, "Are you guys
ready yet? I don't have all day, ya know." At that same
instant Pat grabbed the towel Eddie was wearing and gave it
a quick tug, yanking it off Eddie leaving him stark naked!
Pat ran to the other side of the room with it. Hearing
Karla's footsteps growing closer and realizing that he was
about to be seen naked by a 17 year old girl, Eddie grabbed
the loin cloth from Mark and hurriedly tried to put it on.
Anything was better than to be caught naked by Mark's
sister. As Eddie stepped into the outfit Mark came over to
assist him in tying the sides. No sooner had Eddie gotten
the front flap over his cock, Karla walked into the room.
Seeing Mark and Eddie struggling with the costume brought a
smile to her face that made Eddie blush a deep red. Karla
stood there watching the two as they finished tying off the
sides. Eddie looked down after Mark finished and discovered
to his horror that, since he was much bigger than the little
boys that Mark usually played with, the loin cloth only came
a mere 2 inches below his ball sac and much of the sides of
his thighs and buttocks were exposed.
"Very NICE!" Karla teased, obviously enjoying the view of an
older boy in such a skimpy outfit. "Let's get this over
with. Who's first?" she asked.
"Start with Joey" Mark directed as he handed Eddie his head
band and feather. Karla proceeded to use her dark lipstick
and draw war paint lines on Joey's face. Using a different
color she made a few stripes on his arms and several lines
on his belly. Joey just stood there. He was obviously used
to this and liked being an Indian. When she was through,
Joey looked very much like a miniature Indian brave. Karla
then got a huge smile on her face as she turned toward
Eddie. I guess you're next, huh?" she asked playfully. She
reached out and pulled his arm forcefully toward her causing
the front flap of his loin cloth to move to the side briefly
exposing his penis! Mark was hoping that no one saw what had
just happened. After all, the flap only moved for an instant
before returning to its proper place. The smile on Karla's
face and the look in her eyes told a different story,
however, and Eddie resigned himself to the fact that she
must have seen what she shouldn't have seen.
Karla grabbed Eddie's cheek and carefully began applying the
lipstick to his face. Her hand felt soft. Never had a girl
touched his face before and it felt good. Karla then began
drawing jagged lines around each of Eddie's arms that looked
like large teeth on a saw blade little triangles that
encircled his arms completely. Eddie began to notice his
cock stirring to life when Mark's sister started drawing on
his chest and belly.
"I've got more room to draw on Eddie than I did Joey," Karla
remarked to her brother. "I need to get a bit creative since
he's so much bigger in order for this to look right." Karla
kept drawing and Eddie's penis continued to stir. By the
time Karla finished with his chest and changed colors of
lipstick, Eddie's cock was sticking straight out, pushing
the front of the loin cloth away from his body.
"Now for the belly," Karla said as she got down on her knees
to keep from bending over. It was then she noticed Eddie's
loin cloth and the pole making a tent up front. "Looks as if
you like playing an Indian, huh, Eddie?" she said playfully
as the other boys snickered. Karla drew a circle around
Eddie's belly button and made some marks to each side.
"There!" she announced "I think that does it. Looks pretty
genuine to me," She remarked with pride. By this time
Eddie's cock was now standing straight up and the loin cloth
was barely covering his balls. Karla looked Eddie over,
ostensibly inspecting her handiwork, but Eddie was sure she
wanted to get a better look at his privates and prolong his
embarrassment.
"Well, my job is done. My friends will be here shortly to
pick me up. You LITTLE boys have fun," she said as she left
the room. The fact that she emphasized the word "little"
wasn't lost on poor Eddie and only added to his humiliation.
The boys soon followed Karla down the stairs. "I've got a
bow and arrow set for you to use. It's in the garage," Mark
told Eddie as they went along. "Joey's too little to play
with it so he'll just have to pretend."
When they reached the kitchen Mark's mom looked up and her
mouth fell open a little at the sight of the boys. "My,
don't you all look like genuine Cowboys and Indians!" Eddie
couldn't help noticing that Mark's mom kept her eyes fixed
on him. There was an awkward silence and then she spoke
again. "Eddie, are you sure you want to play along with
them?" The tone in her voice was ominous at best, as if she
had some misgivings about the whole affair. It was as if she
knew something that he didn't know, but perhaps should know.
He wasn't at all sure what she was driving at. He figured it
was his skimpy costume that made her uneasy.
"Uh, I guess so," Eddie answered cautiously.
"It's just that the boys can get a bit wild at times. As you
probably can tell they take this pretty seriously. Have you
ever played Cowboys and Indians with them before?" She
asked.
Mark quickly interjected, "SURE! He's played with us many
times, haven't you Eddie?"
Not wanting to prolong his embarrassment of standing in
front of Mrs. Herzog in just a loin cloth, Eddie answered,
"Yeah, I played before. It's fun...I guess." Eddie hadn't
really ever played this game with them before but didn't
want to offend his friends.
"Well, I guess you're not too old to be running around like
that. If you've played before and are OK with it, it's fine
with me. Have fun," she said as she went back to washing
dishes.
"BYE MOM!" Mark yelled as the four of them went off into the
garage.
Mark handed Eddie a bow and arrow set. The arrows had rubber
disc-like tips. There were four of them. As he took them
from his friend, Mark explained the rules. "We're going out
back into the woods to play. If you manage to hit each of us
cowboys with an arrow, we are dead and you win. If you shoot
an arrow and miss you can't pick it up and use it again. If
you still haven't hit us after your arrows are gone and we
surround you and point our guns at you point blank, you are
our prisoner and we win. Got it?"
"Yeah, I got it. Do we have to play out in the woods? Can't
we just play in your back yard? Someone might see me in this
get up," Eddie asked.
"Awe that's no fun. The back yard is too small. The
boundaries are your house way over to the left and Pat's
house way over to the right and the next street over way out
back. If you go farther than those boundaries, you lose. Now
you and Joey go hide and we'll try and find your camp. We'll
give you to the count of 200 before we look for you.
One...two...three...," Mark said as he started counting.
Little Joey, obviously having played the game before, was in
a hurry to get on with hiding. He grabbed Eddie's hand and
said, "Come on, we have to hide!" They both started running.
Eddie soon realized that his loin cloth exposed him with
every step he took. Still, a game was a game and it beat
sitting around the house all day. They came upon a clump of
large trees and Eddie said, "Let's climb these trees and
hide here."
"No, that's no good. They find me here all the time. Let's
find someplace else," Joey said excitedly. Off they went
again.
"How about these bushes?" Eddie asked hopefully.
"Naw, that's the second place they will look," Joey stated.
"Where then? Where's a good place?" Eddie asked hoping to
get on with it.
"I dunno. They always find me." Joey answered. Eddie noticed
that Joey's face seemed flushed when he answered as if he
knew something Eddie didn't know.
"Come on then. Let's make them at least work for it," Eddie
said as they took off toward the street that was the back
boundary. After running a good ways, they saw the street.
"Let's hide in these bushes here. You get on one side and
I'll get on the other. When they come you shoot your arrows
and I'll shoot mine. Maybe we can surprise them."
"Aw, I can't ever seem to hit anything when I shoot," little
Joey said. This remark struck Eddie as funny considering he
only had pretend arrows. Obviously those two cheated a bit
when playing with Joey alone. He wondered how they would do
when faced with real arrows.
Not long after they heard the rustling of leaves in the
distance. "SHHHHH!" Eddie whispered to his partner. "Here
they come. Hide real good, now, OK?"
"OK!" Joey whispered back.
In the woods it was hard to tell exactly from which
direction the boys were coming from. Eddie listened
carefully all the while trying to remain hidden behind the
bushes.
Just then he was startled by two female voices coming from
behind them, "JUST WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING OUT HERE?" one of
them asked authoritatively as the other girl was giggling.
Eddie immediately stood up and turned around to see two
girls, one about his age and the other about Joey's age. He
didn't recognize them but they must have seen them hiding as
they walked along the street and wondered what was up.
Before Eddie could respond he noticed both girls looking him
up and down and smiling. He immediately became aware of his
state of dress or rather undress and got flushed all over.
"I know what they are doing!" the little one said. "They
must be playing Cowboys and Indians with Mark!" There was
excitement in the little girl's voice and the older girl
laughed out loud as she obviously realized that her sister
was correct.
"Yes we are playing Cowboys and Indians and if you don't
mind..."
Eddie's words were interrupted by the older girl, "Aren't
you a bit old to be playing that game?" There was something
about that smile on her face that told Eddie that there must
be something more to her question than it seemed on face
value.
Stupidly Eddie defended himself saying, "No I'm not! Now if
you don't mind..."
His words were again interrupted by the sound of two cap
guns firing a short distance behind them.
Eddie picked up his bow and shouted to his partner, "Start
firing, THERE THEY ARE!" Eddie put the first arrow inside
the bow string, pulled back and nervously aimed at Mark. His
shot missed. He fumbled with the second arrow and pulled
back and shot at Pat. This also missed by a pretty good
margin. He blamed his poor marksmanship on his female
audience who stood in the background laughing. It was quite
distracting. As the two Cowboys came ever closer, Eddie
fired both of his last arrows each missing their mark. In
no time at all Mark and Pat stood in front of the two
Indians, pistols drawn and ominously aimed at each of them.
"You're surrounded," Mark exclaimed confidently.
"OK, you win this one," Eddie said expecting to play another
round.
"Oh no, the games not over yet," Pat said with a smile on
his face. "You two are our prisoners."
"See," Joey said disappointedly, "they always catch me!"
"That's OK," Eddie said to Joey reassuringly. "We'll win
next time. Let's play along and finish this up so we can
play again."
"Now what?" Eddie asked the two Cowboys.
"Put your hands behind your backs." Both Joey and Eddie did
as instructed. Although Joey didn't seem fazed by what
happened next, Eddie was surprised to see Mark produce
several long pieces of rope. Soon both of them were tied up
with their hands behind their backs as the girls looked on
giggling. Pat tied a longer piece around Joey's neck and
Mark did the same to Eddie. The victors pulled their
captives along by these ropes as if they were two dogs on a
leash.
Eddie felt humiliated. "Hey!" Why are those girls coming
too? It was because of them that I was distracted. Tell them
to leave! They're not part of our game!!"
"Oh, they always play with us," Joey said matter-of-factly.
"That's why I hate to lose!" Eddie got a bad feeling in the
pit of his stomach when he heard Joey's remarks.