Three Days Day 1
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
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Three Days: The Beginning
"So what's there to do around here?" Pete asked the two boys
he had just met. His parents had just moved here and he was
learning his way around but so far he had been bored out of
his mind. It was hot and humid outside and he didn't see
many kids around. He was hoping to make at least a few
friends because his thirteenth birthday was coming up in
just over two weeks and he didn't want to celebrate it with
just his older sister and younger brother, he wanted friends
there. He had just come back from riding his bike when he
heard two boys playing in the yard behind his house and ran
back to meet them.
"Not much," said Greg, the older of the two boys. When they
introduced each other Greg had told Pete he had just turned
twelve. "Me and Cody hang around and play. We have a game
we play sometimes when its hot like today, you can join us
if you want."
"What kind of game? Pete asked.
"We uh, kind of get together and sometimes get another kid
to play too to make it more fun. We play, uh, like
cards..."
"We play strip poker," Cody said. Cody was eleven and full
of energy. He never seemed to stop moving. "There's an
empty house that's for sale next to Greg's house and we
sneak in there and play."
"Just the two of you? You play strip poker with just each
other?" Pete asked, pulling his long blond hair out of his
eyes.
"Yeah, well like Greg said, there isn't a lot else to do.
And we get other kids to play when we can. But it's what
happens if you lose that makes it more fun," Cody said with
a smile. "But we aren't telling what happens unless you
agree to play."
Pete had never played strip poker before, in fact he had
never played poker before, but he was so bored that he
decided to at least try. Besides, he was older than the two
boys and that would give him an advantage, or so he thought.
Besides, he wanted to find out what happened when one lost
and the only way he was going to find out was to play.
"I've never played poker before. Is it hard?"
"Naw, we'll practice a few hands first. It's easy. So are
you planning on playing?" Greg asked.
"Yeah, I'll try it. I'm not sure about taking my clothes
off though. Can't we just play for fun?"
"It's boring unless you have something to lose," Cody said.
"What's the matter, you too chicken to be seen naked by us?"
"No, I'm not chicken. It just seems weird is all. I
haven't been seen naked by anyone but my doctor in years."
"Don't worry; it's no big deal. Losing is embarrassing, but
it's better than sitting around watching the grass turn
brown. If you want to play, meet us at that house over
there after supper, say about six thirty. Come around to
the back and we'll let you in." Greg pointed to a house
where the grass hadn't been cut in over a week.
After Pete left for his house, Greg and Cody went to Cody's
house and looked up his mom's schedule. "See, just like I
said; she's showing the house tonight at eight. We have to
time it just right to get it to work."
"You really think we can trap him outside naked?" Greg
asked.
"If we have some luck. We just need to get him naked on the
roof just before my mom shows up. If we can do that then
we've got him. And since he's new, maybe we can set a new
record. We kept Cory naked for almost two days; I say we
try to better that. Let's see just how long we can go and
where we can get him. I'll bring my mom's extra master key
and meet you there at six so we can get set up, okay?"
"Okay, but we'd better not get caught. I'm still in trouble
for hitting my sister; I don't want to get grounded. Hey,
that reminds me, my sister can help too. When she found out
about Cory she was mad at me for not telling her and letting
her see him. We can make sure she sees the new kid." Greg
outlined his plan with Cody.
They saw Pete cutting across the back yard right on time and
went to the back door to let him in. "Remember," Cody said
just before Greg opened the door, "don't drink out of the
blue cup. That's the one I put the tranquilizer in."
"Alright, I'll remember. You sure it's safe? We don't want
to have to call an ambulance for him."
"My father prescribes them for some of his kids that see
him, so I know the right dose. It will just cloud his
judgment a little and relax him some. He'll think and react
slower which makes it easier for us to manipulate him. It
also affects his short term memory; just like with Cory he
won't be sure if he's remembering something that happened or
remembering a dream."
They let Pete in and explained the basic rules of poker and
played a few practice hands. Cody poured each of them some
pop he had brought. "To bad tonight is just pop, sometimes
we sneak a little booze to go with it," he said. "So are
you ready to start playing for real?" He put the cups down
and handed the blue one to Pete.
"Yeah, I guess, but what happens to the loser?" Pete asked,
still uncomfortable with the idea he might have to be naked
in front of the other two boys.
"The first time you end up naked, nothing, you just have to
stand there for a few seconds. The second time you are naked
you have to go out the back door and run around that tree
back there. But if you end up naked a third time, you have
to go out the bathroom window upstairs and lie on the roof
and beat off. You're lucky tonight; the two girls who live
next door aren't home. Otherwise you might have an audience
while you do it."
"You mean you go out naked and play with yourself where
girls can see you?"
"Yeah, I've had to do it three times, and Cody twice. It's
not as bad as you think though because we don't do it till
after dark and the girls can't really see much. But they
know what we're doing so it's still pretty scary," Greg
said. "But not tonight because like Cody said they aren't
home and nobody else can see. But it's still spooky, so you
don't want to lose."
Greg was already dealing the cards. They had a simple
betting system, an ante of one item of clothing, a maximum
bet of two and a maximum raise of two. Pete was wearing a
pair of tan shorts and a blue polo shirt and asked if the
others were wearing extra clothes. They took inventory and
Cody pulled off his shirt since he was the only one wearing
an undershirt. That left each boy with two shoes, two
socks, a shirt, pants, and underwear.
The deck was marked and both Greg and Cody knew every card
Pete had in his hand. By a previous agreement, Cody
deliberately lost, being the first to become naked. At the
end of the last hand he pulled off his briefs and flung them
across the room.
Pete's curiosity made him look. He had never seen a naked
boy other than himself. Cody's dick was shorter then his,
hanging down across his balls. It wasn't more than two
inches long, and Cody had been circumcised, as had Pete.
"If he loses everything again, he has to run around the
tree," Greg said as he and Pete put the clothes they had
lost back on. "But I don't think he really minds. Once he
went three times even though he didn't have to."
"Why not? Nobody can see you," Cody said as he retrieved
his underpants.
"Yeah, but you did it before it even got dark out," Greg
answered.
The next round Pete was down to just his boxers and getting
very nervous. Cody was in his pants still and Greg hadn't
even lost his shirt yet. Pete looked at his hand and saw
two kings and three little cards. "I'll bet one," he said.
"Hey, don't forget the ante. You can keep the boxers on for
now if you're shy, but if you bet and lose the extra carries
over to the next hand. That means that you would start the
next game with one shoe off already," Greg said.
Pete considered this new rule, but felt he needed to bet on
the kings anyway and told Greg he understood.
Greg and Cody both called and they each took three cards.
Pete had picked up two ten's and a six, giving him two pair.
‘I'll bet one more," he said.
Greg could see from the back of Pete's cards that he was
beat so he folded, taking off his shirt and pants to make up
for the ante and the previous bet. Cody had three fives,
and he said "I see your one and raise you one more."
Pete tried to decide what to do. His brain seemed kind of
sluggish tonight, but he was far more relaxed than he
thought he would be. If he folded, he would be naked and
start out the next game without his shoes. If he called and
lost, it would mean a sock as well. But he had two pair,
and Cody had bluffed him into folding twice already. "I'll
see you and raise one more," he said.
Cody called and showed his hand. "Too bad, you had a nice
hand, but I had a nicer one. You need to show us what
you're so ashamed of and next game you start with just
shirt, pants, and boxers."
"I'm not that ashamed," Pete said, but he was. He stood up
but couldn't pull his boxers down. While he was thinking
about it Greg helped him out by reaching over and pulling
them down for him.
"There, it's done and we've seen your dick. That wasn't so
bad now, was it?" He was already dealing out the next hand.
Pete's face turned bright red and he quickly pulled his
boxers back up and collected his pants and shirt. He looked
at Cody, who hadn't even looked up at him. He decided it
really wasn't worth being embarrassed; the other two boys
didn't seem to care.
But starting out in the hole hurt him, and Pete ended up
naked again just three hands later. This time he had to
take the boxers off and leave the house. "You aren't going
to lock me out or anything, are you?"
"We did do that to one other kid once, but we won't do it to
you. We'll even leave the door open. Don't think about it
or you'll get more scared. The best advice I can give you
is to just go and get it over with," Greg said.
As Pete ran out the door Greg asked Cody "How are we doing
on time?"
"You need to lose the next round, but bet high so it doesn't
take too long. Then we get him on the round after that."
It was still light out and Pete swore he heard giggling from
somewhere as he rounded the tree but there was no one in
sight. He hurried back inside as quickly as he could and
re-dressed.
As planned, Greg lost the next round, and once again Pete
just had to look. Greg's dick was longer and fatter than
Cody's, about the same size that Pete's was. He had
slightly more hair than Pete did however.
They dressed and started the next round. This time, without
Pete noticing, they both were paying close attention to the
back of his cards and the time. Luck was with them for Pete
lost the hand that drove him naked about five minutes before
they expected Cody's mom to show up with the clients to show
the house.
"Okay, Pete, you're the big loser tonight. I'll show you
where you have to go and the rule is you can't come back
inside until you pop," Greg said, taking the now very
embarrassed Pete upstairs. He directed him to the bathroom
and opened the window. There was no screen on the outside.
"See, it's not steep or anything, and the window where the
girls live is dark. All you have to do is go out there and
beat off."
Pete was uncomfortable, but he had made the bets and lost.
But still, to beat off outside under the stars was a scary
thought. "You sure nobody can see?"
"I'm positive, I've been out there naked myself. At least
for your first turn it's mostly dark; the first time I had
to do this it was like noon. I'll stay right here, and I
won't close the window and lock you out. But I won't let
you back in until you shoot."
Pete reluctantly climbed out, keeping as low as he could.
He sat down next to the window, but found he couldn't get it
hard with Greg watching. "Can't you just trust me and go
back downstairs? I won't cheat."
"Yeah, I guess. You're lucky I came up here instead of
Cody. He talks all the time, and loudly too. It's real
distracting."
Pete could hear Greg's footsteps leaving the bathroom, but
Greg came running back a moment later and jumped out the
window, pulling it closed behind him. "The realtor is
coming to show the house, I didn't have time to get back
downstairs. Cody had already grabbed everything and was
running. We'll have to wait until they leave. You'd better
get up here above the window in case they look out."
Now Pete really felt exposed. He could see lights coming on
downstairs and people moving around. The light in the
bathroom came on and he and Greg could hear them talking.
The realtor allowed the people time to look around, and then
noticed the window was unlocked. "This must have been left
open last time the house was shown," she said as she flipped
the latch over. "The bedrooms are right this way," she said
as she left the bathroom.
"What do we do now?" Pete asked in horror. "How are we
going to get back in?"
"Don't worry about it, we'll wait a bit and see if Cody
comes and unlocks it. If not, we can make our way around to
the front and drop down to the porch roof and climb down
from there. Just stay quiet until we're sure they've left."
Greg was watching the window in Cody's room for the signal
but didn't mention it to Pete. After about twenty minutes
he saw the red spot from Cody's range finder light up a
section of roof just to his left, the side away from where
Pete was. He made sure Pete wasn't looking as he waved his
hand to acknowledge he had seen the signal.
He waited ten more minutes for it to get just a little
darker. "I guess Cody isn't coming back, he probably
doesn't realize we got locked out. Let's move around to the
front."
"But what about my clothes; what did you think he did with
them? I can't go home like this and your clothes would be
way too small to fit me."
"Don't worry, we'll look around and see if he left them
somewhere. If not, we'll think of something. His dad
probably saw him and made him come in; his parents treat him
like he's nine years old. As soon as it gets dark they want
him to go to bed."
"My parents will be expecting me home soon too," Pete said.
They had moved around the side to the front. The peak in
the porch roof was just four feet down. Without a word,
Greg jumped down and grabbed the wall to make sure he didn't
roll.
"Your turn now—just jump down and steady yourself against
the wall here."
Pete looked around and saw that the street lights were
coming on and soon anyone looking out their window would be
able to see him. He jumped down and steadied himself just
as Greg had done.
"The next part is a little trickier; you have to go over to
the corner and slid over the edge and feel for the railing.
Once you feel it, stand on it and drop down and then we're
out of here." He went to the corner and slid over the edge,
his hands keeping a tight grip on the edge. Then his head
ducked below the roof and he was gone. A moment later Pete
heard Greg's sneakers hitting the porch deck.
Pete found that sliding over the edge was a lot harder when
you didn't have any pants on to protect yourself, but he was
finally able to do it. He almost panicked when he felt a
hand on his legs, but it was just Greg guiding his foot to
the porch railing. Moments later Pete was down and they got
off the porch and made their way to the back of the house.
"You wait here in the shadows and I'll look for your
clothes," Greg said, moving off. He came back five minutes
later and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess he took them
with him. Come on, let's go to my house, you can use the
fort."
Staying low and using shadows Pete followed Greg across the
backyards to Pete's house where a four by six plywood ‘fort'
had been built. He followed Greg inside.
"Now what? I can't go home like this, I have a sister,"
Pete said.
"So what, I have two of them. You want to come in and meet
them? Okay, just kidding; what would your parents say if
you called them and asked if you could sleep over tonight?"
Greg pulled a cell phone out of his pocket.
Pete knew that his mom would be overjoyed to learn Pete had
a friend and was invited to stay over. He took the phone
and called home, getting the okay from his mom. "Now, how
do you get me in to your house past your two sisters?"
"We don't, we sleep out here. I'll go and get some sheets
and snacks and in the morning we'll get your clothes back
from Cody. Wait here, I'll be right back," Greg said as he
left. He came back a few minutes later with a bag of chips,
some pop, and two sheets. He pointed out the old mattress
on the floor.
"It's old, but comfortable. We'll have to share it though
unless you want to sleep on the wood floor." He spread out
a bottom sheet and then tossed the top sheet over it. "Come
on, ease up a little. Its just two guys so lighten up and
have some fun. Everything will work out tomorrow, you'll
see."
Three Days: Day 1
Pete woke up the next morning with the sun shining in his
eyes from a crack in the fort. He sat up suddenly realizing
that he was lying naked on a bare mattress. Greg was also
gone. Pete peeked out the one curtain covered window and
saw that it was fully light outside; he guessed it must be
eight or nine in the morning. He couldn't remember exactly
how he ended up naked or where he was, everything about last
night seemed kind of fuzzy to him now.
The backdoor to Greg's house opened and Greg came out
carrying a tray. As he got close to the fort Pete pushed
the door open for him.
"Hey, Pete, you finally woke up. I thought you were going
to sleep until noon. I brought you some breakfast."
Pete was hungry and saw the tray held eggs, bacon, toast and
juice. "What happened to my clothes?"
"You lost them playing strip poker last night—don't you
remember? Cody has them and I'm on my way over to his house
right now to tell him to bring them back. I should have
them back in five minutes, so just stay calm."
Greg left and Pete dug into the food. He was just finishing
the last of it when he heard footsteps and the door opened.
Cody and Greg entered, but they didn't have any clothes with
them. "I'm really sorry about last night, but my old man
made me come in and go straight to bed. And my mom came in
my room before I woke up and gathered up all the dirty
clothes and put them in the wash. Your clothes were in the
stack. They should be done washing in a little while and
then they get hung out to dry."
Pete couldn't believe it. "I can't stay here naked while my
clothes are hanging out to dry! You guys have to get me
something—go to my house and ask my mom or my sister to give
you something for me to wear. Just tell them something got
spilled on my clothes and I need clean ones."
"Okay, that's a good plan," Cody said. We'll be back with
them as soon as we can." Greg picked up the empty tray and
he and Cody left. As soon as they were away from the fort
Cody asked "Did you set everything up like we discussed?"
"Even better—not only did I put two tranquilizers in the
food, but a Viagra too. He's going to be a little bit
sleepy and confused all day, but the cool thing is he'll be
aware of everything that happens, he just won't be able to
get excited about it. He doesn't remember exactly what
happened last night either, as far as he knows he just lost
his clothes playing strip poker. My sister will be out to
meet him soon so how about we go over to the playground and
shoot some hoops for a while?"
"This is totally cool, I can't believe we have another boy
trapped naked in your backyard. I hope we can keep this up
for at least another day, maybe three. I wonder if his
sister would be interested in seeing him after we're done
with him. Maybe get him home naked when she's around or
something. We'll have to think about that." Greg picked up
a basketball from the side yard and he and Cody left.
Pete counted the minutes after they left hoping they would
hurry back with clothes for him. He now had a new problem,
he needed to pee. As more time passed, he realized he
wasn't going to be able to hold it any longer and started
checking out his options.
There was a double hedge behind the fort that separated his
yard from Greg's. To get there he would have to cross
thirty yards of open grass and then squeeze between the two
rows of hedges. He checked around as much as he could and
didn't see or hear anyone and took off running. When he was
half way across he wondered what would happen if someone was
already in space between the hedge rows. But he didn't have
a better plan so he kept running.
He was in luck, there was nobody around. He was able to let
his stream loose, but for some reason his dick was getting
hard and it made it difficult to pee. It seemed to take
forever before he was able to empty his bladder. Looking
around, he decided to make his way back to the fort.
He saw a couple of kids ride by the front of the house on
bikes, but they hadn't looked in the back yard so he was
safe. He pulled the door open and rushed in, only to find
two girls inside. The girls screamed and pushed past him to
get out. They appeared to be six or seven years old.
Pete was trying to think of what to do, knowing the girls
were going to go tell someone that a naked boy was in the
fort, but his brain just wouldn't work right. He heard the
back door to Greg's house open and he hoped it was Greg and
Cody coming back with his clothes. A quick glance out the
window however showed that wasn't the case.
A girl of about his age was coming across the backyard with
the two younger girls in tow. She didn't slow down but
opened the door to the fort and barged right in. All Pete
could do was cover his groin and try to hide his erection.
"Who are you,, and what are you doing in my backyard without
any clothes on?" she demanded.
"My name is Pete, and something happened last night, but
your brother told me to wait here and he and Cody went to
get me some clothes. They should be back any minute now."
"Well, all I know is that Pete told me he was going to the
park to shoot some hoops with Cody. And I can't let you
stay here; how do I know you didn't come here intending to
harm these girls?"
The girls didn't look harmed at all; they were both staring
intently at Pete's groin. "I won't hurt them, and I've got
no place else to go. Can't you get me a towel or something
until your brother gets back?"
The girl looked around and saw something shiny sticking out
from under the mattress. She pulled on it and out came a
pair of handcuffs. "I'll find you something, but I need to
make sure you can't harm the girls."
"I won't harm them, or you could take them back inside with
you," Pete began, but she snapped the handcuffs over one of
his wrists while he continued to try and cover up. Then she
pushed him back onto the mattress and flipped him over onto
his stomach. She pulled his free hand back and snapped it
closed on his wrist.
"Hey, let me loose!" Pete yelled as she flipped him back
over onto his back again. He bent his knees to try and
cover up his groin.
"Now I know Greg keeps some rope out here someplace, ah,
here it is," the girl said as she pulled some rope out of a
box in the corner. She tied one end to Pete's left arm at
the shoulder and pulled the rope through a pole behind him.
She ran it to his right arm and tied that off as well.
Using a second piece of rope she tied his right leg and
pulled the end to a support pole at the other end of the
fort. She wrapped it around the pole, pulling it tight so
that it was stretching his leg out. He tried to keep his
left leg bent to cover what little he could, but a quick
tickle in the side broke his resistance and she had his leg
out flat. He was now stretched between two poles with his
hands cuffed behind his back.
"There, that should make it safe for the girls to play here
until Greg comes back. He'll know where the key is to let
you free."
The girl told the younger girls to play nice and not hurt
the boy, and then she left. The two girls stood there for a
moment staring at the naked twelve year old boy stretched
out before them, then one of them got brave enough to come
close and touch Pete's dick.
The feeling caused his dick to twitch wildly and the girls
laughed. The second one took a turn; lightly running one of
her fingers along the tip and making it jump around again.
They each did it several more times before becoming bored
and returning to their play, leaving Pete with a raging
hard-on and no way to do anything about it.
Greg and Cody returned about forty-five minutes later and
shooed the girls out of the fort. They laughed as they saw
Pete's boner. "Looks like you were enjoying the company you
had," Cody said. Neither boy made any attempt to untie the
ropes.
"You sister said you went to shoot hoops instead of going to
my house to get me something to wear," Pete said, wishing
they would free him without making him have to ask them too.
"That was just something we told her; it's not like we could
say ‘hey, there's a naked boy in the fort and we're going to
go and get him some clothes' or something. But I guess she
must have found you anyway."
"So did you get me any clothes?"
"Naw, nobody was home," Cody said.
Pete thought that sounded strange, his sister should have
been there with his younger brother. He tried to remember
if they had said anything about going out, then realized he
couldn't even remember what day it was. "Well, just get me
the clothes your mom put in the wash—I'll wear them wet."
"We thought of that too," Greg said, "but Cody's washing
machine broke and his mom took the whole load to the
cleaners. She won't be back with them for hours." Greg was
doing all he could to keep a straight face as he and Cody
told one lie after another.
"Uh, well, could you guys please untie me at least?"
"Oh, yeah, sure," Pete said, but Cody stopped him.
"Wait just a minute, I have to do something first," Cody
said, running out. "I'll be back in a second," he said as
he ran across the yard.
He was back quickly and held up a digital camera. "Just a
few, I can't let an opportunity like this go by without
something to remember it with," he said as he began taking
pictures.
"Hey, stop, that isn't fair," Pete said, but he couldn't
think of why it wasn't fair. In fact, for reasons he didn't
understand, he couldn't seem to get upset by much of
anything and was having trouble keeping his attention
focused on a goal like getting some clothes.
"Okay, that's good enough," Cody said after taking six
pictures, "let's untie him." He and Greg quickly had the
ropes off and pulled Pete up to allow him to sit. "Uh oh,"
Cody said, looking behind Pete's back.
"What do you mean ‘uh oh'?" Pete asked.
"We lost the key to those cuffs months ago," Greg said. "We
can't get them off of you."
"Maybe my cousin has a key," Cody said. "He used to have a
pair just like these. You guys wait here; I'll go see if
Angie can take us over there." Cody went running out of the
fort again.
"Angie? Who's that?" Pete asked, not wanting anyone else to
see him naked.
"She lives next door to Cody. She used to be our babysitter
when we were little. She has her driver's license now.
Cody's cousin lives about two miles from here and you can't
just go walking down the street. Unless you want to stay
here with the two girls my sister is babysitting. But I
warn you, she will have three more coming over soon."
Pete didn't want to end up tied up on the bed again, this
time with five little girls, so he agreed to go. They heard
Cody yell at them to come on and Pete let Greg pull him out
of the fort and they ran to where a car had pulled into the
driveway. Cody sat up front and Greg put Pete in the back
seat behind Cody and pulled a seat belt around him.
It was a short trip and Cody ran ahead to let them in.
Angie waited until Greg got Pete out of the car before
driving off. When Greg pushed Pete in the house ahead of
him Cody introduced the other people in the house.
"This two are my cousins Hunter and Brock," Cody said,
pointing first to a boy about Cody's size and then to a
smaller boy. "Hunter is the same age as me, eleven, and
Brock is eight. And over there is their sister Grace.
She's nine. Everyone, this is Pete."
Pete cursed under his breath as the three kids all stepped
closer to stare at his exposed groin.
"How come he's naked?" Grace asked.
"It's a long story," Greg said. "Hunter, do you have a key
that will open these?" he asked, swinging Pete around to
show him the handcuffs. "We lost our key."
With his back turned, Pete couldn't see Cody put a finger in
front of his mouth to stop Hunter from saying what he was
about to say. Hunter was confused, but played along until
he could figure out what was going on. He knew his cousin
was always playing some kind of trick or practical joke on
people.
"Uh, maybe in my room," he said. "But I haven't seen it for
a long time." He left and Greg and Cody followed leaving
Pete in front of his very amused and interested brother and
sister. As soon as they were in the other room he asked
"What are you guys talking about a key? You don't need a
key to open those, you just press on the catch behind the
lock. Don't you know that?"
"Yeah, we know that, but he doesn't," Greg said.
"We're trying to see how long we can keep him naked and how
many different people we can expose him to," Cody added.
Now Hunter understood and asked what the next plan was.
They headed back to the living room as soon as Greg and Cody
explained what they wanted to do next.
"Sorry, no luck finding a key," Hunter said as they entered.
Grace was bent over getting a good look at the first boy's
erection she had ever seen. Brock was behind Pete playing
with the handcuffs. "Brock, leave them alone and go find
Nancy," he said, worried that Brock would release the cuffs
and ruin the plan. Brock started to say something but
Hunter told him to go now or else. He followed his brother
so that he could explain to him why he couldn't take the
cuffs off.
"Can you ask her to go somewhere?" Pete asked, referring to
Grace. "And what do we do now?"
"As soon as Hunter finds his sister we're going to go to the
shopping center. There's a toy store there that sells these
and we'll buy a new set in order to get a key. I've got to
go to the bathroom before we leave; I'll be right back."
"Can I touch it?" Grace asked as Greg turned to leave.
"NO!" yelled Pete.
"Sure, if you want," said Greg. "Pete would probably enjoy
it since he can't touch it himself right now."
Grace heard the two conflicting answers and decided to obey
the one she liked best and tentatively grabbed at Pete's
shaft with one hand while the other explored his balls.
Pete backed up trying to get away from her until he backed
into the front door. "Do you want to wait outside until we
leave," she asked hopefully.
"No, and I'm not going, you guys are. I'm going to stay
here."
"Who's going to stay here?" a new voice asked. Pete looked
up to see a girl of about seventeen pulling car keys out of
a purse. "Oh, isn't that cute," she said when she saw Pete.
"Hi, my name is Nancy, you must be Pete. But you can't stay
here alone, what if something happened while we were gone?
But I can leave Brock and Grace here with you if you want to
stay."
"Oh, can I Nancy?" Grace asked, hoping to be allowed to stay
with the bound boy.
"It's up to him," Nancy said pointing at Pete. "But the
other boys are already in the van so if you're going with us
let's get a move on," she said.
Pete's brain was still fuzzy for whatever reason, but he
knew he couldn't stay here alone with Grace so he followed
her out the back door to the van. Cody and Hunter were in
the back row and Greg was in the front with Brock in the
middle. Nancy helped Pete get in next to Brock and fastened
a seat belt on him. Grace climbed in next to him as Nancy
went to the driver's side.
"Can't she sit up front," Pete complained as Grace
immediately recommenced her exploration of Pete's private
parts.
"No, it will only take a few minutes to get there," Nancy
said, looking back. "Grace, leave him alone. Here, put
this over him," she said, handing back a page filled with
advertisements from the newspaper. Grace and Brock put it
over Pete's groin and tucked it in on the sides. Then Brock
looked to make sure Nancy wasn't looking and tore a hole in
it right where Pete's dick was tenting it. Pete's dick
slipped through the hole, much to the delight of both Brock
and Grace.
They were nearly there before Pete's mind kicked in a
little. "Hey, what are you going to do with me when we get
there?" he asked.
"Oh, I didn't think about that," Nancy said. "I guess I
should have left you home with Grace and Brock. I'll guess
you'll have to wait in the van—I'd better park way in the
back off to the side. Maybe one of you should stay with
him—not you Grace," she said when she saw Grace's head pop
up in the mirror with a big smile.
"I'll stay with him," Greg said as Nancy pulled in to the
parking lot and looked for a place with no cars around.
They all piled out and Greg moved to the front seat leaving
Pete strapped in the middle of the middle row.
The others had been gone about five minutes before Greg
suddenly said "Damn, I forgot to tell them my cuffs are a
different kind than Hunter's," he said opening the door. He
leaned in and said "I'll be right back, just hang in there."
He closed the door and ran off.
Meanwhile Cody had explained the next part of the plan to
Nancy. "That's pretty cruel," she said, "He will never live
this down. Can you imagine going to school after what you
guys are putting him through?" But she didn't tell him to
stop, so Cody used his cell phone to get some of his friends
moving into position.
"I have to split now and keep an eye on him," Cody said.
"If I need you I'll call and let you know where we are.
Otherwise, just wait here until Greg gets here and then you
can all go back home." He ran off towards the street-side
of the store.
Pete sat there, trapped by the seat belt. He just couldn't
understand why everything seemed to be moving so fast that
he couldn't think of what to do next. He was trying to
remember exactly what happened to his clothes when he heard
a noise. He turned his head and saw two boys and a girl
looking in the window of the van.
"What do we have here?" one of the boys said as he slid the
door open. He and the other boy looked to be about the same
age as Pete, the girl was a little younger. The boy pulled
the newspaper off of Pete's lap. "Wow, what the heck were
you thinking?" the boy said, letting the others in to get a
look. "Tracy, go and get the others," he said to the girl.
"But I want to stay here," she said, but one look at the
boy's face made her turn and leave. "And hurry up before
somebody comes back," the boy said to her back as she left.
The girl began to run.
"What are you going to do to me?" Pete asked, his voice
showing his fear even through the tranquilizers he had been
given.
"I don't know yet, probably nothing," the boy said. "I'll
think about it while we wait." He unbuckled the seat belt
and pushed Pete forward, looking at the handcuffs. "This
just isn't your lucky day, is it," he said.
The sound of running feet came from behind them and soon
there were a dozen or so kids looking in the van's windows.
They ranged in age from about nine to fourteen and included
three girls.
The boy told them to all gather around and pulled Pete out
of the van, pushing the button to lock all the doors behind
him. With Pete in the center, the kids made a circle around
him.
"Now you have a choice," the boy said to Pete. "You can go
for a short walk with us or stay here. But if you stay here
I'm going to make the alarm go off on the van before we
leave. So make up your mind."
Making up his mind was something Pete was having trouble
with at the moment, but he realized that if he stayed and
the boy set off the alarm everyone would be looking this way
and there was no place to hide. He followed the boys away
from the van.
The boy directed the kids to surround Pete and stay close so
that nobody could see he was naked and they headed down to a
busy street. Pete was very self-conscience when they
stopped to wait for a light to change, but there wasn't much
he could do now. The kids crossed the street and the one at
the next block before turning right and walking another four
blocks. They turned down an alley that went under one of
the busy streets they had crossed. Then they stopped and he
let all the other kids get a good look at Pete.
"He looks so unhappy," one of the girls said. "Maybe we
should cover him with something before we leave."
"Wait a minute, you can't leave me here," Pete said, the
fear again rising.
"Yeah, we can," said the boy who first found Pete. "And
we're going to. This is some gang's turf and we don't
belong here. I wouldn't hang around too long after we leave
if I were you; there's no telling what they would do to you
if they catch you here. But Gail is right, you do look
sad." He paused for a few seconds before continuing.
"Sometimes singing can turn a frown into a smile, maybe it
will work for you. So sing us a song and we'll find
something to cover you with before we leave."
Pete was stunned—he was standing naked in front of a crowd
of kids and they wanted him to sing a song before they left
him to be caught and tortured by a gang. But as he stood
there, unable to think, the kids started chanting for him to
sing. Pete was afraid the noise they were making would
attract even more attention so he began singing the first
song that popped into his head. He couldn't even remember
the title; only that it was by Green Day. His voice cracked
several times, drawing laughter from the crowd of kids. He
didn't even see the three cell phone cameras kids in the
back had pulled out.
"There, don't you feel better now?" the boy asked when he
finished. "Don't you feel more like smiling? Go ahead,
smile for us."
Pete was blushing but managed to force a smile on his face.
"See there, I told you it would work. You guys look around
and see what we can find to cover him with," he said to the
rest of the kids.
As soon as the circle broke and Pete was exposed to the
street they were on his smile disappeared. He was surprised
that there hadn't been any traffic in the time they had been
there. He could hear a constant stream of cars and busses
going over the bridge above him.
It didn't take the kids long to search the area and they
returned with just a few items. The boy in charge took a
piece of string and a dirty towel. He tied the string
around Pete's waist and then ripped the towel in half and
hung each half over the string, on in front and one in back.
The one in front hung down just below Pete's midsection but
was tented out from the constant erection he had. The boy
poked his thumb through the cloth near the bottom and pushed
the hole over Pete's dick.
"Well, we have to go now. Like I said, I wouldn't spend too
much time here. Have a nice day." The kids all turned and
left, heading back towards the shopping center. Pete stood
there, rooted by fear. He couldn't step out into masses of
people like he was, but he also clearly couldn't stay were
he was. But his brain just wouldn't work good enough to
come up with any kind of plan.
Cody was hidden a block away where he could see everything.
He dialed a number on his cell phone. When Greg answered he
said "Okay, the kids from school left him. Man, this is too
much—it's hard to believe we have a kid standing naked under
the Main Street bridge right in town! He's just standing
there, so send in the next group."
A few minutes later Pete could hear a car coming down the
alley. There was no place for him to hide and no place to
run to so he crouched down and waited. The car was a red
convertible with the top down and two girls in the front.
They appeared to be just a few years older than Pete, but
since one of them was driving Pete guessed she must be at
least sixteen. They drove past slowly until the girl on the
right saw Pete and pointed him out. The driver backed up
and stopped.
"What are you doing little boy?" the driver said. "Do you
need help or something? Come on, we aren't going to hurt
you and this isn't a good place to play."
Pete remained where he was until the passenger door opened
and the younger girl started to get out. "Its okay, we just
want to help," she said as she slowly walked forward.
Pete knew they weren't going to go away, and he was afraid
the next car might be filled with gang members, so he stood
up. Both girls laughed when they saw him, but controlled it
quickly. Pete gave them the short version of the story of
how he ended up here.
"Well, come with us and we'll at least get you back to your
friends at the store, you can't stay here," the younger girl
said. "My name is VJ, and don't ask what it stands for. My
friend is Carol."
Pete told them his name and Carol looked at the filthy rag
almost covering Pete's backside. "I'm sorry, but this dirty
thing can't get in my car," she said as she pulled the two
halves of the towel off the string. "I think we should put
him the back seat," she said as VJ gently pushed him towards
the car.
Pete was thinking maybe he could hide on the floor, but when
he got in he saw there was barely room for his legs, there
was no way he could get his body down there. He sat on the
seat hoping for a miracle.
"Do you live around here somewhere? I've never seen you
before," VJ asked as she turned and stared at Pete's dick.
He didn't feel like small talk, but answered her question
anyway. "I just moved in a few days ago, over in the Pines
subdivision."
"Oh, that means you'll be in Pines elementary. I'll be
starting ninth grade at Pines Middle school and Carol will
be a junior in the high school.
"I'm not in elementary school, I'll be starting eighth
grade," Pete said. "I'm almost thirteen." It seemed odd to
him that he could remember this but not how he ended up
naked.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess you just seemed kind of younger is
all. I mean, to be out here naked, it just seemed like
something that would happen to a younger kid. I didn't mean
anything by it," VJ said, still staring at his dick. "It's
just that there was this other kid named Cory that somehow
ended up naked for a day and a lot of kids from school saw
him. But that was last year; he got over it by now I'm
sure." She paused for a second. "I guess I'll be seeing
you in school in a couple of weeks." Pete blushed a deep
shade of red at the thought that the girl who was looking at
him naked now would be seeing him in school soon too.
The car had to wait for the traffic light at the turn back
into the shopping center's parking lot, and a van full of
kids was stopped off to the left. Pete gradually became
aware that the kids in the van could see him sitting in the
open car but once again there was nothing he could do about
it except to wait until the light changed and they moved on.
Pete directed them to where the van had been, but before
they got there he could see it was gone. Apparently Greg
and Cody had abandoned him. They drove around for a minute
looking for it until VJ saw some kids she knew. "Stop a
second; let's see if they know where Greg is.
Pete didn't want to stop and talk to any kids but before he
could get the words out Carol had pulled over next to them.
There were two boys and two girls and they came over to the
car.
"Hi Trevor, do you know a Greg from Pines? His friend has a
problem and got separated from him. This is Pete, and he'll
be in your grade when school starts. Pete, this is Trevor,
Craig, Jean, and Stacy, they're all in the same grade as
you."
The kids laughed as soon as they got next to the car and saw
Pete naked. Once again, a camera came out and pictures were
taken.
"Boy, I'll bet you would do almost anything to keep those
pictures from circulating," Trevor said. "I'll bet you're
looking for Greg Homick and probably Cody Spenser too. And
if Cody is involved in this then his cousin Hunter might be
too. I thought I saw Hunter's van here a while ago," Trevor
said. "How did you end up out here without any clothes on?"
"He'll have to tell you about his adventures in school,
we've got to get him back to his friends. We can't just
leave him out here like this," VJ said.
"Do you know where Hunter lives?" Carol asked.
Trevor gave some brief directions. "We'll be looking
forward to hearing the story when school starts," Trevor
said as Carol drove on. The four kids were laughing so hard
they couldn't stand up straight. Pete realized his first
year in the new school was going to suck a lot more than
usual.
Once they got close Pete was able to recognize the house.
The van wasn't there, which normally would have caused Pete
to panic, but for some reason it didn't. Carol pulled into
the driveway and before they even got out Greg came out.
"Man, there you are! Are you okay? We drove all over
looking for you but couldn't find you. Hunter's sister took
him and Cody back to our houses to see if you ended up back
there—I'd better call them and let them know you're here."
He pulled out a cell phone and dialed Cody's cell phone.
"Are my clothes at your house? If there are then tell them
to bring them back with them," Pete. Unfortunately for him,
this caused Greg to realize that the tranquilizers were
wearing off and it was time for another to keep Pete under
control.
"Hey, Pete says to get his clothes," Greg said into the
phone. He and Cody said goodbye and he hung up and Greg
turned to Carol and VJ.
"Thanks for bringing him back to us. I've seen you around
school I think, you're VJ or something like that I think.
But I don't know you," he said to Carol. "I've got
sandwiches inside if you want some lunch."
"I'm Carol, I'm a few years ahead of you in school. Thanks
for lunch, but we need to get going, got to buy new clothes
for school."
"And you got it right, I'm VJ. You'll be in seventh grade
this year won't you?"
They continued talking but Pete just wanted to get inside,
after all he was still naked. He fumbled with the door,
trying to open it with his hands cuffed behind him. Someone
from inside opened the door and Pete was pulled inside by
Hunter's eight year old brother Brock. Nine year old Grace
was there too.
But Greg came in a few seconds behind Pete and saved him
from whatever the two younger kids were planning to do.
"Time for some lunch," he said, going into the kitchen. He
pulled the top slice of bread off one sandwich and crumbled
a pill into the peanut butter. "Hope you like PB&J," he
said. He sat next to Pete and feed him the tainted
sandwich.
Cody and Hunter showed up late in the afternoon. Pete got
his hopes up that finally he would have some clothes, but
they came in empty handed.
Cody decided to see just how much the pills Greg was giving
Pete really affected his memory. "Do you remember where you
left your clothes? We looked around but couldn't find them
anywhere."
Pete was totally confused—he didn't remember losing his
clothes, but he couldn't remember where they were. "Didn't
we play strip poker or something?" he asked.
"Not with us," Greg said. "You must have played with
somebody else. But Cody's sister will pick up some clothes
for you and bring them back after she gets off work."
"Yeah, we're real sorry we couldn't find them," Cody said,
"but there is some good news—we have a key! Let's see if it
works."
Pete jumped up and turned his back to Cody, hoping that the
key really would work. He couldn't see that Cody didn't
have a key, or that a key wasn't really needed, he just felt
the handcuffs unsnap from first one wrist and then the other
and his arms were no longer bound behind him.
"Here Brock, you can have these now. Go put them in your
room," Cody said, wanting to get the handcuffs out of sight
before Pete had a chance to look at them and see that there
was no hole for a key anywhere on them.
The phone rang and Hunter answered it. When he hung up he
said "That was Nancy. She said our parents both got called
to a meeting out of town and won't be home tonight. I told
her we're okay here and she doesn't need to call a sitter.
Can you guys stay over tonight?"
Pete had no choice; he had nothing to wear and no way to get
home. Greg and Cody took turns calling their parents and
got permission to stay. If he could have thought it out
Pete would have realized that he could have asked someone to
bring him some clothes when he called home and talked to his
mom, but his brain just seemed shut off. He also was given
permission to stay over.
But things were finally looking better for him he thought.
The handcuffs were off, his clothes would be here by
morning, and his boner had finally gone down (although he
planned to get it back up and jack off at least once if he
could just get alone for a few minutes.) This nightmare was
nearly over. Once he was dressed he could try and sort out
what was wrong with him that kept him from being able to
think and plan.
They ordered pizza for dinner and watched television. Pete
had taken a shower and came out wrapped in the towel,
deciding to keep it until he got his clothes back. At
night, Greg and Cody moved into Hunter's room and they made
up a bed for Pete on the couch.
While Pete was falling asleep on the couch, the other boys
were planning their next move.
"I added something to his pizza," Greg said. "By tomorrow
he be constipated and have cramps and won't be feeling very
good. Did you set everything up at your neighbor's house?"
he asked Hunter.
"You bet!" Hunter said. "Do you guys really think you can
get away with this? Now that I'm involved I sure don't want
you to get caught.
Cody turned white with the thought. "Just remember, we have
to make sure no adults get involved or we're all screwed.
As long as no adults find out, he won't tell anyone—it will
be just like with Cory last year, he'll be too embarrassed
to tell. And besides, he won't remember most of it even if
he sees any of the pictures everyone is taking of him."
"Why is he so docile?" Hunter asked. "If this was happening
to me I'd be going crazy. And there's a dozen ways he
should have thought of for clothes, especially when we were
at the store and could have bought him some. Is he stupid
or something?"
Greg smiled. "No, he's not naturally stupid. But my dad's
a shrink and he treats a lot of aggressive kids. He keeps
medication around that keeps the kids calm and quiet so that
he can talk with them and get to the source of their
problems. I borrowed some and I've been given him a small
dose a few times a day. He can think, but way too slow.
And he doesn't panic like you would expect him to for the
same reason."
"This is so cool, I can't believe you guys have this all
worked out. If he hated what happened to him today, he's
really going to hate tomorrow."