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Chapter 40
Wednesday.
I woke up and stretched my arms over my head. The morning air felt cool and refreshing. Eventually opening my eyes I wondered if Robby was awake at this hour. Not only was he awake but he was lying on his side, head propped in his left hand, smiling at me while apparently stroking his morning wood with his right hand in the sleeping bag. Damn, he looked so cute.
"Hey. Morning," I said attempting to clear my throat.
"Hey yourself. Sleep well?"
"Yup. I had a nice warm snuggle bunny next to me all night."
"Snuggle bunny? Boy, you really are queer," he laughed.
"You outta know. Want to snuggle some more?" I asked.
Without saying anything, Robby rolled on top of me a gave me a tongue ravaging deep long kiss. Pulling off me after a half a minute we both said at the same time, "Morning breath." Laughing our heads off we rolled around tickling each other for a bit.
Eventually, morning duties took priority and he begged, "Stop. I gotta piss real bad." Scrambling out of the nice warm sleeping bag he crawled over to the tent flap and unzipped it. I watched his naked body exit the tent and thought how cute his butt is and boy-oh- boy, I'd love to kiss that all over.
Hopping up myself I quickly joined him as we stood shoulder to shoulder to empty our bladders. Robby was already peeing when I got outside. Now being pee shy it took me a minute or so to start. Watching his hot piss spray on the ground from his boner made it impossible for me to start my stream.
"What's the matter? Can't get it started?" He asked as he shook the last of his pee from his dick. Without waiting for an answer from me, Robby reached over and held my cock. Now I'd never get flowing as he began pumping away at my dick.
"Robby, I'm never going to pee if you keep that up," I admonished him.
"Me?!" He said incredulously. "I'm not doing anything." Yet he continued to jerk me off. Then kneeling down Robby swallowed my cock to the root.
"Oh, fuck!" I exclaimed. What a way to start the morning. Minutes later I warned him I was about to fire off. Robby double downed his efforts and was all too soon rewarded with a morning treat. My cock began to shrink after spraying his throat, but Robby continued to nurse my junk.
"Stop. It's getting really sensitive," I tried to tell him while attempting to push him off. Robby had other ideas as he refused to release me and continued to hold my dick in his mouth working his tongue all around it. Damn, that felt great but I had more urgent needs than another blow job right now. "Robby, please, I got to piss or I'll burst."
Barely taking me out of his mouth he asked, "So, what's it like?" Seeing the confused look on my face he said, "Pee? What's it taste like?"
"Well. It's not very pleasant. Why? Do you want to try some?"
"Yeah. I was thinking about it." Then to my astonishment he held my now soft cock in his warm mouth again.
"Ok. But not morning piss. It's really disgusting, bitter, and strong. Maybe this afternoon when we get back from Dean's," I told him.
Looking up at me with a mouth full of my dick he said, "Just a little. Please."
"You'll hate it. Are you really, really sure?"
He simply nodded his head.
Oh shit. Well here goes nothing. Watching for this reaction I relaxed as I let one small burst into his waiting mouth then clamped down to stop the flow. The salty bitterness hit his taste buds instantly. Pulling off my cock he made a face of pure disgust. Before he had the chance to spit it out I told him, "Swallow."
He swallowed then started having a coughing fit. I thought he was going to cough up a lung or something. Eventually he calmed down and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Man, you weren't lying. That is awful."
"Told you. Want another taste?" I asked while waiving my dick at his face.
Surprisingly, he was actually considering it for a second. I figured I'd get a resounding 'NO' immediately. Finally he said, "Um, I don't think so."
Placing my hand on his shoulder as he went to stand up I looked down at him and gave him a choice," How's this? You can either swallow one more mouthful now, or drink my pee just before you go home. But you have to drink it all. You pick."
"Really?" he asked with a smile on his face. Yup, Robby was apparently just as warped, demented, and kinky as I. "I'll drink it later."
"Straight from the tap," I told him.
"Sure. Though neither of us is STRAIGHT," which caused us both to start laughing again.
No longer worried about him watching me pee, I let loose with a torrent of piss. Robby jumped back out of the way. I so badly wanted to cover him in my pee but I couldn't as we had to go inside for breakfast and my mom would smell him.
Back inside the tent Robby tossed me Jason's brief and dared me to wear them inside. They were a size large but Haynes like mine. Mom probably wouldn't notice the size, though my dick was bound to pop out of the bigger leg opening. They were inside out so I turned them back around. I explained my mom would surely say something if I wore them inside out when he asked. Predictably he told me to reverse them on purpose. "Maybe she'll have you switch them back right in the kitchen." He was a little fucker. I did as ordered.
Figuring I'd get even, I threw him Red's briefs with all the holes. Robby being a trooper hesitated for only a second then put them on to my astonishment. "Really? You know my mom is going to comment on how bad those are. She might make YOU change in the kitchen too," I laughed.
"I'm counting on it. When she says something about them I'll explain just like Red, that they are my sports briefs. Since I wasn't planning on staying over you agreed to lend me some clean clothes. Then I get to pick a new sexy one you just got."
"You're a sicko."
"Takes one to know one," Robby said just before he backhanded me in the balls. As I grabbed my boy bits he took off running for the house knowing full well I wouldn't be able to retaliate once we were inside.
Mom was pouring herself a cup of coffee. "Good morning boys. Jamie, your father didn't bring in the paper. Run out and get it for me please."
"Mom, I'm not dressed." As if that mattered after yesterday. This was almost as bad as yesterday, but at least I had on briefs this time. Was my whole family trying to expose me to the world?
"If you can walk around the yard like that you can run to the paperbox."
"But that's out back, not to the street," I argued. If she only knew how much I had run around not just in briefs, but totaling nude, she would've killed me.
"Then you better be quick." I glanced at Robby who was grinning a mile wide loving this.
I turned and headed out the door. Despite being parental approved, or ordered, I was heading down the driveway in broad daylight in just a pair of my briefs. No, not mine. A pair of briefs I actually earned by sucking off some kid behind the grocery store while naked. All this had its predicted effect as my cock started to erect. Crap.
Sure enough my dick had flopped out of the brief's leg opening and bounced up and down as I jogged to the end of the driveway. Now it was half way hard practically waiving at any cars going by. Luck was on my side for once and the street was empty. Grabbing the newspaper I turned a quarter of the way around to go back inside when my luck soured and a car rounded the bend in the road.
Startled I froze in place as it came closer and closer, slowing down as it approached my house. Now why I didn't just high tail it out of there and run back inside I'll never know. Maybe it was the thrill. Maybe I was too scared to move. Or maybe I loved flashing people. Whatever the reason, I stood at the edge of the road in just my underwear (yeah, I know, not mine) with a now full fledged erection displayed.
Coming to a stop in front of me I finally regained my wits and looked at the driver. It was Darin with his brother Farmboy Raymond in the passenger seat heading to work. I suppose that was better than a total stranger, though not by much.
"Nice underwear kid," Darin laughed out the driver's side window.
Leaning over Raymond yelled out, "Why bother? Nice boner!"
Darin gave his brother a strange look but said nothing. I guess Raymond's comment could be taken as a jab toward me instead of the compliment I knew it truly was.
Holding up the newspaper I muttered, "Mom sent me for her paper."
"Your mom sent you outside like that to get the paper?" Darin asked incredulously, nodding his head downward at my hard member.
Looking down I could see my cock throbbing in time with my heart beat. I stuffed it back inside the briefs. The tip was pointing toward my hip stretching the fabric obscenely, my pre-cum making a huge wet stain.
"No. Well, yes she sent me out, but I, um, wasn't, well, I wasn't hard," I feebly explained, which only added to my embarrassment further hardening my dick. Their laughter increased my humiliation exponentially turning an already rock hard cock to pure steel.
Raymond shouted out, "Won't your mommy be surprised when she sees her 'big boy'." I whipped my head around hoping my mother wasn't looking out the window watching me talk to these guys. Not seeing her I turned back to face the street. "Maybe you should take care of that before you go back inside," Raymond said.
Was he suggesting I toss one off here at the end of the driveway? It certainly wouldn't be the first time. Though I didn't want a repeat performance. Besides, how long had I been out here? Mom might not be looking out now, but who knew how long that would last. She might just wonder where I was. Imagine her reaction to seeing her son wanking in public?
"I can't do that here. My mother might see." I figured I'd rather risk her seeing my hard-on than having her watch me rub one out at the curb. "I gotta go," I said turning toward the house.
Raymond yelled out, "Hey, be at the barn at 4:00 this afternoon. Got it?"
Glancing over my shoulder I nodded and said, "I don't know if I can make it but I'll try." I didn't know what Robby and Dean would be planning so I couldn't commit, despite wanting to get back with him again. I knew once I told Robby what happened, he'd make sure I, if not we, were there.
"Try hard. As hard as your dick is now," Raymond laughed as Darin drove away.
Reaching the back porch door I now had the dilemma of a rock solid cock. Mom can't see this. Holding the paper in front of my crotch I prayed she wasn't waiting at the door for me. Luck was back on my side as she and Robby were sitting at the table. My mom's chair was, thankfully, positioned so she faced away from the door. Robby was sitting in my sister' seat and turned to see me walk in holding the paper in front of me. He was still all smiles.
Taking the opportunity I quickly placed the paper next to her coffee while standing behind her. Robby's eyes practically fell out of his head when he noticed my very stretched briefs. I grabbed my cereal bowl and scooted into my seat as my mom's was now reading the front page. Phew, I made it.
Robby and I ate our cereal talking about nothing in particular. Mom stayed out of the conversation. By the time we were done eating my dick had softened enough not be be embarrassing. The head was poking out and I stuffed it back inside the briefs before I stood up. Robby was looking directly at my crotch and I could see the disappointment on his face that I was no longer flashing a boner.
As we put our breakfast dishes in the sink, Robby grabbed my cock and rearranged it for me. I thought I gave myself whiplash my head spun around so fast toward mom who, thankfully, couldn't see us from where she sat. Robby whispered "leave it." Damn him, about a third of my cock was showing.
Mom picked that moment to pour herself another cup of coffee. As she crossed the kitchen she apparently noticed not only my exposed dick but the inside out underwear. "Jamie, what have I told you about your briefs and t-shirts?" When I didn't respond, she provided the answer herself, "Not to wear them inside out. Look at those briefs. Now take them off and put them on correctly, young man."
"Mom, not here in the kitchen," I exclaimed. Robby stood behind her all smiles, his prediction was coming true.
"Why not? We've been down this road before. I've seen you before, Robby has seen you, and we're both seeing you now and you don't even know it. Look for yourself," she nodded down at my junk. "See, those briefs are so stretched out your penis is hanging out. You just bought new underwear, why aren't you wearing it? I'm tired of telling you time and time again to get rid of any old underwear but you refuse," she continued to lecture me in front of Robby.
I twisted the briefs to the side to cover my dickhead. While my cock was no longer visible, mom was quick to point out the failure of my action. "Well that took care of your penis (could she stop saying 'penis' I screamed in my head) but now your testicles are showing."
Where was the biggest whole in which I could crawl? If saying 'penis' twice wasn't bad enough, now she said 'testicles." WTF? Did she take lessons on how to embarrass me this morning? Crap, my dick was stirring. I readjusted the briefs once again ensuring everything was covered this time. "Mom, do we have to do this now with Robby here?" I asked unsuccessfully trying to divert the conversation.
"Not if you actually did what I tell you. Now turn those briefs around and wear them properly this instant Mister." First it was 'young man' and now 'mister'. I was on thin ice. With no other option, I grabbed the waistband and tugged the briefs to my feet kicking them off quickly. I scrambled to pick them up and turn them around. As the saying goes, "haste makes waste," my right foot got all caught up when I tried to pull them on fast. I nearly fell flat on my face. Hopping around a few times with my junk flopping around getting fatter in the process I finally steadied myself and succeeded in pulling them on, right side out.
"Happy now?" I asked a little too smartly for mom this morning. I never even saw her coming towards me. Grabbing my arm she spun me around with one hand while opening the utensil drawer with the other. Wielding a wooden spoon she delivered a sharp blow to my backside. Now mom rarely hit us as kids. She would rattle the drawer threatening to get a wooden spoon, but very seldom carried out punishing us.
This morning, for whatever reason, she must have been uncharacteristically in an extremely bad mood. One hit apparently did little to appease her. Reaching for the very briefs which only moments ago had bothered her inside out, mom tugged them down to my knees with her free hand while poking the spoon into my back forcing me to bend over and hold onto the counter for support.
With my naked butt exposed mom delivered several blows damaging my ego even more than my rear-end. That isn't to say it didn't hurt, it did. "Don't you get snotty with me Jamison Edward ! Your father isn't the only one who can spank you ."
Tears came to my eyes as she continued her assault in silence. The only sounds were of my sniffling runny nose and the slap of the wooden spoon landing on my naked behind. . Ten more whacks, which she alternated between cheeks, turned my backside red and my dick at about 80% erect. WTF?
This was the second time getting spanked I became erect. Did something in me like getting my butt whipped? No. It was the embarrassment of having it done in front of others. Robby and the other patrons at the laundromat and now just Robby. Or maybe it was Robby. Regardless, by the time I figured this out I was completely hard, my boner standing out tall and strong.
"Ok, stand up," my mother told me. Now I had a dilemma. On one hand, I really didn't want to expose my condition to her. On the other, I didn't want to risk receiving more whacks, which wouldn't make my rod any less stiff and I would ultimately have to stand up anyway. Slowly I straightened up. I could see through my watery eyes Robby staring at my hard meat. The bastard was loving every minute of this.
I so wanted to rub my ass to soothe it though my cock needed covering more desperately. In a futile attempt to shield my hard-on, I clasped my right hand (my left was wiping my eyes dry), I partially turned to see her and apologized as we were taught. "Sorry mom. I shouldn't have used that tone with you."
Mom and dad usually had some encouraging words about us learning our lesson and then would show some physical sign that everything was back to normal. For dad it was ruffling my hair. For mom it was a hug. Holding out her arms I turned more to her when she noticed my predicament. "Oh." She obviously spotted my steel rod. I could have just died.
Putting her arms down she quickly said, "I have to be in work early this morning." That explains her foul mood. "You can do the breakfast dishes for me. After that, go clean up and put on NEW underwear." Then surprising me as much as Robby she turned to him and said, "Robby, help Jamie with the dishes." To which he just nodded. "And your underwear is in worse condition so unless you want to end up like him put on some NEW underwear also." He just nodded again.
"I want the both of you to throw that underwear away right now." Robby stood there shell shocked, his mouth hanging open as my mother held the kitchen garbage barrel in front of us. During the spanking my underwear dropped from my knees to the floor puddling around my ankles. I stepped out of them and scooped them up revealing more of my hard dick. There was no sense of modesty at this point as my boner bounced in front of me. I never even thought to use the briefs to hide my rock solid dick, not that it mattered as the damage had been done.
Now don't forget these were Jason and Red's briefs I earned by giving them blow jobs yesterday. No way did I want to throw them away, they were part of my new collection of boy briefs. Seeing no way out I dropped Jason's in the trash standing buck naked with a hard-on in the middle of our kitchen in front of my mother and Robby. Mom turned to Robby and he simply followed my lead and took Red's off depositing them in the garbage too.
Now no 13 year old boy ever wants his mom seeing his junk, let alone hard. And no 13 year old boy would EVER want to be seen by his friend's mother either. Yet there we stood displaying our full frontal nudity to my mom.
"Good, now do the dishes while I go get ready for work." She walked out as Robby and I stood there flabbergasted, our jaws wide open. Mom was actually make us do chores NAKED. Whoa! Of course I was the only one sporting wood as Robby reminded me. I grabbed his dick and started tugging it so it matched mine 10 seconds later. We flew through the kitchen clean up so as to be in the bathroom when mom came back.
After the dishes were washed, dried, and put away Robby and I headed to the main bathroom to clean up. We both cleaned out as well. We'd have about an hour between the time she left for work and when we had to be at Dean's house. I was excited thinking about what we could do in that time. Wrapping a towel around himself I reminded Robby we had to walk from the bathroom to my room naked per Marla's orders. After our nude dishwashing this morning he smiled and gave a tug to his re-expanding dick.
Not two steps out of the bathroom and Marla opened her bedroom door catching us in our birthday suits. Robby was startled at first though he handled it like a champ. His initial reaction was to shield his privates with his hands. Then either knowing she was going to tell him to move them, or getting bolder himself, or used to being naked in my house by now he put his arms to his sides.
Smiling at our nakedness Marla instructed us to put on underwear only until mom left. She'd have more instructions for us when the coast was clear. I was nervous what she had in mind. Robby looked excited. In my room, Robby and I each chose one of the new colored briefs to wear. He picked the red, white, and blue patriotic pair. I wore the green/yellow/rusty orange plaid pair.
I wanted him to wear the light baby blue bikini underwear and so did he. Because they looked maybe a little too "gay" and Dean and Dale might see them at some point today he chose the safer patriotic briefs. He pulled them on just as mom called out, "Boys."
Mom popped her head in the door to say goodbye. She was happy to see us wearing new underwear now. I got my hug from earlier and she whispered, "I'm sorry I had to spank you in front of Robby." Then she slapped my still sensitive backside. I hugged her back and told her again I was sorry for 'giving her backtalk' then kissed her on the cheek.
Turning to Robby she told him, "I'll understand if you want to get your briefs out of the trash. It's probably best if you wear old ones like that when playing sports. But I don't want to see you in such raggy shorts again. So why don't you keep the ones you have on now. Besides you look much better in those new briefs.
"Mom, I like those," I said referring to the patriotic ones. "I haven't even worn them," I complained to her. "And what about the ones I threw away?"
"Hush. Robby is our guest. We'll get you another pair like that. And what about yours?"
"They're new too. Dad bought me them cause he said the others were too tight (of course that day I had on size small). They shrink after washing them and stretch out a little when I'm wearing them. Besides, sometimes I need the extra room," I blurted out before I really thought it through. Why would I mention needing "extra" room?
"Yes, Robby and I saw your 'need for extra room' this morning," she said with a smile causing Robby to laugh out loud. As my body went hot I thought: Oh how I wished I didn't flush with embarrassment so much.
"Yes, I suppose a 'growing' boy 'needs room' occasionally. Go get them." With nothing more to say she told us to be good and stay out of trouble. We assured her we would, but I wasn't so sure we could keep that promise. Before we left for Dean's we fished out Jason and Red's underwear from the trash and hid them in my garage attic 'fort'.
Her car was barely out of the driveway when Marla came in and told us to loose the briefs. Robby didn't hesitate for a second as he dropped his to the floor. She commented on his fresh shaved look which did embarrass him, though only slightly. She thought I could use cleaning up and I told her "NO," and she let it drop. They examined my red and still warm butt laughing as Robby filled Marla in on the details.
"So boys, now tell me what you did yesterday. Robby, were you able to embarrass my baby brother? What nasty boy things did you two do?"
For the next few minutes we told her of our adventures. She was very impressed with Robby's imagination. She thought making me go back inside the store to buy ice cream while covered in cum and piss was brilliant. Needless to say we were both sporting wood sitting on my bed detailing our exploits.
I didn't want Robby to know about my deal with Dean concerning an extra punishment day so he could have today's fun. I told them I "worked it out," and we left it at that. Later on I would, of course, tell Marla what transpired and she was a bit shocked I agreed to an extra punishment day.
"Ok boys. Now for the fun part." Imagine our surprise when she ordered us to 69. "Come on. Get sucking and make it good. I want you each to take a turn on top. Roll around and really get into it."
Robby was already getting into position lying on his back before I could even process her instructions. I guess I was on top to start. Swinging my leg over his body lying head to foot I looked down at his hard dick and for a moment forgot all about our audience.
My dick was soon engulfed in Robby's warm, wet mouth. Not needing any further encouragement myself, I took hold of his boner and pointed up towards the ceiling. I swallowed him to his pubes (if he had had any) while working my tongue all around the sensitive underside. His moans from below told me he was enjoying this as much as I was.
A few minutes of pure blow job delight and we heard Marla (whom I had forgotten about) tell us she had a surprise. Going behind me I felt something cold and hard at the entrance to my butt hole. She told me to relax as I felt the slight pressure of whatever she was inserting up my chute going farther into my bowels.
"Mmmmm!!!" was all I could say while in the middle of cock sucking Robby. I didn't know what it was then but enjoyed the sensations from the vibrator she had turned on high. Marla told us to switch positions. Neither of us released the others dicks from our mouths as we rolled over so Robby was now on top. Moving to the foot of the bed, Marla spread Robby's legs and held up a slender, white, tapered candle-like item and smiled at me. So that's what's up my rear-end. How cool is that? The tingling effect inside of me was driving me wild. Robby was in for a treat. A half a minute later Robby slammed his entire pelvis into my face as the vibrator messaged his prostate. Yup, he loved it.
All too soon, I could feel myself on the very edge of shooting a load. Marla must have detected my pending orgasm and whispered something in Robby's ear. With his mouth full of my cock he nodded in response. Then to my shock, Robby stopped sucking me leaving me high and dry. Then whispering to him again he groaned out a weak "yes." Whatever she told him excited him enough that his balls exploded firing 2 shots of hot, white boy batter into my waiting mouth then he pulled out.
Looking down between our bodies I could see she had wrapped her hand around his pecker and was stroking him off the rest of the way. She worked his cock coating my face with his spunk. Great, a morning facial.
Rolling off of me, Robby reached down and extracted the vibrator from his butt. Switching it off he examined the instrument which provided him with such pleasure. I still hadn't blasted off and went to finish the job at hand (pun intended). Marla slapped my hand away and told me I wasn't allowed to cum. She wanted me to be on edge and horny when I went down to the Soarer's house.
Pulling the vibrator from my ass I asked why not. Marla told me I'd be much more submissive if I were horny. From now on I wasn't allowed to cum unless someone gave me permission. I knew Robby and Randolph would give me it though I wasn't too sure it would be forthcoming from either Dean, Dale, or Marla whenever I wanted. I'd worry about that later.
It was no surprise to me I had to leave Robby's cock snot on my face as he pulled me by the rope tied around my balls down through the cornfields to Dean's house. Marla had actually tied the rope. My face was on fire as she did it. Dean answered the basement door and his smile widened as he gazed upon me. There I stood just behind Robby naked and hard as nails (Marla actually tied a small twine around my dick for a make shift cock ring).
Matt and Jeff arrived minutes after us. Jeff couldn't wait any longer for his daily blowjob. So as Robby described our adventures at the grocery store yesterday and this morning with mom and Marla I proceeded to suck Jeff's, then Matt's, then Dale's dick. Jeff loved the fact that my butt was still glowing red from mom's spanking earlier. He wanted to add to it but Matt put an end to that thought, for now.
There was no mention of Robby being forced to do the dishes naked or our 69 either. Dean said he didn't think Robby needed and instruction on how to humiliate me after hearing all we had done but was more than willing to embarrass me further. Dean sprayed my face with more cum adding to Robby's drying spunk.
Once all their balls were drained it was time to head out. After some discussion it was decided to go to "the path" (as we called it) on the far side of the cornfields across the street. Eventually this old farm road would be turned into an official exercise/running path which paralleled the freeway. Currently it was an old, pretty much abandoned dirt road. Occasionally some kids besides ourselves would ride their bikes on it.
Jeff wanted me to ride my bike over naked but Dale said "no" this time. Dean said "later" which cause me some concern. I had no clothes at Dean's house so he gave me a pair of his gym shorts to wear. They were thin white cotton and so short they could easily be mistaken for briefs. With no underwear on the leg openings provided plenty of opportunity to see me junk, which still hard and tied with the twine Marla had put around it. When I asked about a shirt Dean said I wouldn't even be in the shorts once we got there so why bother. Crap.
After getting my and Robby's bike (we walked the three yards up to my house, my hard dick poking out of the shorts) we headed across the street. Dean had with him his dreaded duffle bag slung over his shoulder. I didn't want to know what was in there, though I knew I'd be finding out all too soon. We didn't get too far down the access dirt road when Dean stopped and ordered me to remove the shorts. He stuffed them in his bag. Jeff was getting his wish after all, just not on the public street. Looking over my shoulder I wanted to pedal my bike as fast as I could away from any passing traffic. The faster we reached "the path" the better.
Getting deeper into the cornfields I felt somewhat safer riding my bike nude and hard. Once we reached the other side I felt vulnerable again. The access road we were presently on came out to the middle of "the path". The path followed along the same section of freeway in which my distant cousin made me suck him then jerk off as traffic went by.
Dean pulled out walkie talkies from his bag and handed them out to everyone but me. He and Jeff would ride to the west end while Dale and Matt would ride to the east end. Robby would stay with me in the middle. Once everyone was in place I was to run (or jog or walk) first to Dean and Matt, then turn around and head to Dale and Matt at the far end. Finally I would meet up with Robby back at the middle. Ultimately I would run the path two full times. The guys would radio each other as to my progress.
Dean laughed his ass off when Robby said he wanted me to wait in sight of passing cars until they were in position. Surprisingly, he didn't relent after the others headed to their spots. No amount of begging worked. I even offered to let him fuck me. He said he was going to anyway so I wasn't really offering him anything.
Now as I said before, there was little chance of seeing anyone on this old, abandoned farm road. However, that did little to assuage my fears. The path itself was almost a mile long. I heard Dean over the walkie talkie tell Robby that I had 6 minutes to get to his end or else I would have to pay a penalty. I started off running but slowed down pretty soon. When I wasn't watching traffic whizzing by to see if drivers had spotted me, I was constantly looking at the time. I did NOT want to do a penalty, though deep down inside I knew Dean would find a way for me to do it anyway.
Let me tell you that when you are walking a dirt road naked every sound you hear scares the crap out of you. Even a squirrel going by snapping a twig sent my heart racing. Now my real concern should have been traffic instead of anyone coming down the path but somehow I got my priorities all screwed up. The chance of anyone being on the path were slim, but numerous cars were actually honking their horns at my nudity. Or maybe my hard-on which never went down.
Regardless, I finally made it to the last turn and rounded the corner to find Dean and Jeff waiting for me all smiles. Dean informed me I was 23 seconds late. He radioed the other guys telling I had arrived late and would be administering a penalty. Dale told him to be quick as he and Matt were just sitting around at the other end. Reaching into his bag Dean pulled out a two inch wide, 10 inch long hard leather strap. Slapping it in his palm I figured my rear end was going to get redder.
Placing my hands on my knees and sticking out my butt I awaited my fate. Matt went first and delivered 23 blows to my already sore backside. I was crying about the 10th stroke and a blubbering mess when he finished. Dean now picked up the strap and stood behind me, ordering me to get down on all fours. I begged him not to deliver any more blows to my tender ass.
Surprisingly he agreed. My joy was short lived however when he reached into his dreaded duffle bag once more. This time he took out a whip with about a dozen thin, soft leather strips. Kicking my legs apart he landed a quick blow to my hanging balls. "Argggg!"
I think the shock was worse than the actual whipping, at least the first time. By the time 22 more had landed it felt as if the leather strands were actually cutting into my sack. They didn't and there was no blood, but now my balls ached almost as much as my ass throbbed.
Dean gave me a swift kick in the ass and asked if I was ready to run to the other end now. I would have 12 minutes to get there. Robby would report when I reached his spot about half way. In truth, Robby was a little more than half way. I hoped I would be there at the 6 minute mark then I'd be able to make my deadline to Dale and Matt.
Just as I was about to go, Dale radioed that a high school boyfriend and girlfriend were heading down from his end of the path. Dean told me IF I reached Robby before they did, I could hide in the shrubs until they passed but I still had to make my time limit.
Dean let the others know I was leaving over the walkie talkie then gave me a kick in the nuts and yelled, "Go." Not the way I had hoped to start as I scrambled to my feet clutching my bruised and battered balls. My punishments did nothing to diminish my erection. I heard Dean and Jeff laughing as I took off running.
I had to make it to Robby before them, I just had to. I didn't know if they were walking, strolling, or jogging. Adrenaline kept me going faster than I typically would have gone up to a point then I literally ran out of energy. Fuck it, if they see me they see me I thought. Then re-thinking it, I sped up with a second wind 30 seconds later but was too late. I practically ran head first into them as I turned a corner.
She screamed out, he busted up laughing. I tried to dash past them with no such luck as he grabbed me. "What the hell kid?"
"Please, I gotta get to the other end before time runs out. This is an initiation. Can I go?" I pleaded. Despite trying to squirm out of his grasp, he wasn't letting go of my arms.
I think he was just about to let me go when he squinted his eyes and tilted his head looking more closely at me. Then his eyes widened and his next words sealed my fate. "Hey, I know you. You're that friend of my brother Richard's who got pantsed at the fair. Boy was that ever funny playing keep away with your shorts," he roared.
Fuck, Richard's brother. He was sure to tell Richard about this. Damn this was bad, but what he said next was even worse. Turning to his girlfriend he explained, "This is the kid that sucked my brother off at school." FUCK. Obviously Richard had told his brother, if not brothers, about what happened in school. I'd never hear the end of this little running around episode.
"Is he any good?" his girlfriend asked, shocking the crap out of me.
Shrugging his shoulders he said, "Shit. I don't know. Maybe I should find out? You don't like doing it all that much," which earned him a slap to his upper arm from her.
"Go ahead. Let me see how he does it. Maybe I can learn something from a true cocksucker," she laughingly told her boyfriend.
My humiliation was at an all time high and my body was about to burst into flames at this point. Next thing I knew he was applying pressure to my shoulders and I was staring directly as his expanding crotch. Undoing his shorts he lowered the zipper and spread the flaps. Tucking his white briefs under his balls he stroked his cock to its full length of a paltry 5.25 inches. I wanted to laugh but knew I'd be in more trouble. I guess all the Ruggles men were short changed in the dick department.
There was no pretense that I didn't want to suck his dick as my own was still rock solid. I opened wide and swallowed him to his curly bush of pubes. They tickled my nose for an instant before he started slamming his bone in and out of my mouth. His girlfriend wasn't going to learn how to give a better blowjob from this face fucking that was for sure.
Not surprisingly, like Richard, he didn't last long and began moaning rather quickly. The first shot blasted from his cock at the back of my throat nearly choking me. He dumped a few more shots in my mouth before splattering the rest across my nose and right cheek. He had me stick out my tongue and wiped the remaining spunk on it.
"Gross," his girlfirend said.
"Man, was that ever good," he said. "Better than Richard does," he cracked up.
I sheepishly asked, "I don't suppose there isn't any way you would consider NOT telling Richard is there?"
Shaking his head he chuckled, "No, probably not." Then turning to her he asked, "Did you get any pointers?"
"You're not doing that to me. That wasn't a blow job it was an all out assault. If you want more, then he can do it all he wants. I don't want to suck your dirty dick anyway."
"Really?" He asked in shock at his good fortune.
"Yes. Besides I'd rather wait until we move to the next level."
"Shhh," he scolded her before looking at me. I'm guessing they weren't doing 'the deed' yet and he didn't want me to know. Too late now. Bending down to me he threatened, "If you tell Richard or anyone about what my girl said you'll be in for a world of trouble. Got it?!"
"I won't say anything to Richard it you don't. Deal?" Though I didn't know if I could trust him to keep this secret.
"Deal. But I want your phone number. I want to use that hot little mouth again." He wrote it down and stuffed it in his pocket. Zipping up his shorts the two of them headed on their way. I didn't even know his name yet I swallowed his cum. It was not the first or last time that happened. I glanced over my shoulder as they passed and saw Dean and Jeff jump back behind some bushes. They had followed me and apparently saw everything. Just Great.
Knowing I wasn't going to make it to Dean and Matt in the specified time I walked toward the spot where Robby was waiting. Dean had given the three of them a detailed blow by blow (pun intended) description of what was happening over the radios. Robby was wide eyed when he came into sight.
Robby practically attacked me wanting to hear about it all over again. Dean and Jeff arrived 15 seconds later and Dean re-told how amazing it was. Neither Richard's brother nor myself ever considered the traffic going by as I sucked him off. I wondered how many people saw me providing oral services to him. Oh well.
Suddenly the four of us jumped when Dale and Matt came down the path having gotten tired of waiting. I was disappointed I wouldn't be walking the entire path naked. Now that was a challenge I kinda was excited about completing. So Dean did the generous thing and told me to continue on my way. The five of them walked the bikes (along with mine) behind me. I felt a little braver knowing they were there. Maybe it was the 'safety in numbers' even though they weren't participating in my naked stroll.
I made it to the other end without any more encounters on the path. Dean allowed me to put on his thin white shorts and we rode our bikes to his house. After something to eat Dean announced, much to everyone's approval, "It's time to fuck Bicha."
Matt actually stopped Jeff from going first saying his brother always went first. So Matt mounted me and rode my ass for a good 16 minutes. It felt wonderful. Jeff plunged his dick in my mouth and I enjoyed an Archer brother spit roast. Jeff had to pull out several times to avoid shooting his wad too fast. When he got to plug me he only lasted three minutes.
Dale went third and Robby was batter up in my mouth. Dale reamed my butt for 12 minutes before filling me up with his juices. They switched positions and as I cleaned off Dale's dick, Robby pounded my ass. He wisely kept his t-shirt on so the guys really didn't see his bald pubes, except maybe Dean who was looking rather closely. Dean stepped up and slammed his cock in my mouth when I finished cleaning Dale. Robby lasted 15 minutes then coated the walls of my ass with its fourth load of boy spunk.
Switching positions, Robby lifted his shirt a little too high as he fed me his dirty dick. Dean leaned over my back and whispered to him, "Nice shave job. You'll have to tell me how that happened," as he rammed his cock up my ass. Glancing up at Robby I could see he was flustered though it never slowed him down as he fed me his cum covered cock. Dean outlasted everyone and banged me for a full 20 minutes.
By the time Dean was done we had been at this little fuck session for over an hour. Tired and hungry we went upstairs where Mrs. Soarer had lunch ready for six hungry boys. Now I expected I would be nude. Imagine my surprise when Dean said, "Hey guys, let's go for another round after we eat. No sense in getting dressed. Mama won't mind." Unbelievably, we all went upstairs naked, even Matt who objected at first, except he and Robby still had on t-shirts. Peer pressure convinced him to participate with us.
Predictably Matt held his hands tightly in front of his stuff. Robby and Jeff partially did at first but relaxed once the food was served. Dale, Dean, and certainly I just acted as if it were an everyday event to be nude in the Soarer Kitchen in front of their mom. Well, come to think of it, it was for me. Probably the Soarer brothers too.
Matt scarfed his lunch down whole and wanted to head back downstairs but was stuck in the middle on the banquette seating. The one saving grace was he wasn't being seen by Mrs. Soarer at the moment. After eating Dean announced, "Ok, let's head back for some more fun with Bicha." I thought Matt's eyes were going to pop out of his head.
Back downstairs Matt confronted Dean who explained that his parents knew I was their Bicha. Matt just shook his head in disbelief. His shock did not stop him from joining our post lunch gang bang, however. Dean said, "Let's double team the faggot," and everyone agreed. So that's what we, or should I say, they did.
For the next hour and a half there wasn't one single moment I didn't have a dick in me, either up my ass of down my throat, usually both. Most of the time two in my ass. Dean orchestrated it so I was never deprived of dick and whoever was fucking each end of me didn't pull out at the same time as the person on the other end. I couldn't even tell you who did what after Matt and Robby double penetrated me to start things off.
I do remember the finale with Dean standing over my face feeding me his Portuguese sausage while Dale and Robby pounded my hole from below in unison. I lied there on the Dean's bed with Jeff and Matt on each side as I jerked them off. I was servicing five dicks at once and loving each and every single minute of it.
The session ended with Dean yelling out for everyone to spray my face. Five hot loads of boy batter rained down on me, coating my face with white hot spunk. Dean rubbed it around with his uncut cock feeding me the combined juices of five young bucks.
Not much was said after that as we all collapsed totally exhausted. Dale was the first to get up saying he needed to pee. For a brief moment I thought I'd be drinking five hot loads of piss. Or at least be sprayed down by it. When Dale headed into the bathroom and I heard him pissing in the toilet I looked at Dean who shook his head slightly. I guess the afternoon's depravity was over.
The guys quickly rinsed off in the shower, I was not offered that option, and then got dressed. Again, not something I was offered. I remained cum covered, cum filled, and naked. Matt and Jeff had to be heading home and said goodbye. Matt did shoot me a look to see if I was ok and I nodded I was. He and Jeff headed out.
The door wasn't even closed fully when Dean turned and asked Robby, "So why are your pubes shaved?" Shit. I forgot all about those.
Robby looked down at his clean groin and smiled. Looking Dean right in the eye he said, "Cause I owed Jamie for something he did for me." When pressed Robby told a shortened version of the events with Raymond and Darin and how I took Robby's punishments including the ball punches and streaking at K-Mart."
"Told you that was Bicha," Dale said too Dean.
Then Robby told The Soarers about Marla's new rule of my getting permission to cum. In all that we had done this afternoon, I hadn't shot off once where the guys came 5 or 6 times each. I was still rock hard with the twine still tied around my cock. Dean loved the idea and told me to throw my legs over my head and jerk off. Dean and Robby fingered my hole together while I was upside down and their stimulation sent me over the edge at record speed. It took me less than 2 minutes to spray my own face. Robby nodded his head when Dean whispered something to him.
Dean asked Robby if he was going to be around tomorrow for my punishment day. Robby didn't know. We went back to my house after that. It was going on 4:30. So much for meeting up with Raymond down at the barn. I knew I would pay a price for that but I'd deal with it later. Robby called his mom and said he was heading home.
I asked him what Dean had secretly told him. Robby smiled and held up his fist. Naive me had no idea what that was. Robby smiled and rode off leaving me wondering. It wouldn't be long before I found out.
Wednesday evening was a quiet one. Marla was out with Donny. Mom, dad, and I had dinner then watched TV. I was exhausted and just heading to bed around 8:30 when the telephone rang. We were startled cause nobody called so "late" in the evening as a rule. I answered it surprised that it was Dean. He said, "Change of plans. Tomorrow you punish me all day. Anything goes. Get here early and plan to stay over. Sleep well Jamie." Click.
I stood there shocked. He was letting me have my turn at punishing him. WOW!
I told mom it was Dean asking if I could come over early tomorrow and sleep over. I made up some story about his mom taking us to his cousin's house for the day about an hour away. She was fine with it. I said goodnight again and went to my room sporting a boner. On the way there I started stroking my dick when I remembered I was supposed to have permission to cum. Though nobody would know, we all know by now I'm a terrible liar so I let me hard-on continue to throb in anticipation of tomorrow.
I may have been tired before but now I was wide awake wondering what I could do to punish him for the filthy briefs. What would I do? Turns out my body overruled my mind, as I crawled into bed. Seconds after my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note:
This took more time to get out and like the last one is one of the longer chapters so far. It would have been even longer had Jaime and Robby visited Raymond and Darin at the barn. I'll save that for later. I wanted to get to Jamie punishing Dean.
So, as promised in the next chapter Jamie gets to seek his revenge on Dean. It will be both physical and mental punishment. I have the actual punishments worked out in my head. I just need to write them down.
Spoiler Alert: Yes, Dean and Robby will get together also, eventually. I haven't decided if Robby will attend Dean's punishment Day. Your thoughts? Jeff will definitely be there as that is part of the mental punishment and of course Dale. Matt will be at baseball camp but will hear all about it.
I hope you are still enjoying the story. Please send your comments to DeansBicha@gmail.com