Grand Theft Auto

By Aldric

 
 
Grand Theft Auto

 
 
“You got everything you need?” Craig asked. He and Tylor Morre had a rare day off from school as today was a teacher’s workshop day at the high school, and the both wanted to spend it doing their favorite thing, fishing. Tylor was supposed to stay home and keep an eye on his younger brother who was home sick from his middle school, but they decided that the tick was old enough to be alone for a few hours. They loaded up the car and drove to the river, completely unaware that the tick, AKA Jason Morre, was hiding on the floor in front of the back seats.
 
 “Yeah, close it up, Tylor said. Jason heard the trunk slam and knew that in a few minutes he’d be able to go up stream from where his brother and Craig were fishing and do some swimming. He was jealous that Tylor didn’t have to go to school and faked being sick rather than go to school.
 
“Hey, grab some sun block,” Tylor said. “There’s some in the glove box. The front passenger door opened and Jason felt the car shift as Craig got in. “Got it,” he heard Craig say, and a few seconds later the Craig said, “You want to lock it?”
 
“No, I left the key in the ash tray. Do what we did last time and lock all the doors except the one that has the lock stem missing.” Jason heard a click and then the front door closed. A minute later the other front door opened, the lock clicked, and then the door closed. Then the back door opened.
 
“Shit, you’ve got a tick problem,” Craig said. “It’s hiding in the back of your car, trying to suck all the life out of you again.”
 
Jason sat up, and got out of the car as his brother came over. “I just wanted to go swimming. I’ll leave you alone. I’m not really sick.”
 
“First, you lied to mom. Second, you snuck out of the house and hid in my car. Third, if you go swimming your stinking body will either kill all the fish or make them leave. I’m not going to bring you home with a wet bathing suit and have mom find out you lied about being sick.”
 
“Let me stay or I’ll tell mom you left me alone to go fishing.”
 
“Tell mom that and I’ll tell her you said you lied about being sick and made your bed look like you were in it. Are you sure you want to play it this way?”
 
Jason knew he’d get in a lot more trouble than Tylor would. Plus, Tylor would be pissed at him. “Okay, I won’t tell mom. But please let me go swimming. I’ll stay far enough away from you that I won’t scare the fish, I promise.”
 
“I don’t want you out of my sight when you’re swimming. And if you go home with a wet suit and a sun burn, how are we going to explain that to mom? Now I have to take you back home.” Tylor turned to Craig and said, “I have to take the tick home. Sorry.”
 
“Maybe not, couldn’t he stay here? He could sit in the shade of that big tree there. We were only going to be here for a couple of hours anyway.”
 
“No, I can’t trust him to stay put. He’ll wonder off for sure. I have to take him home.”
 
“And then come back? You thought he was sick, and sleeping. You trust him to be home alone when he’s not really sick?”
 
Tylor tried to think. He saw that Craig had just finished putting a hook on his line, and had an idea. “Hey, do you still have that 100-pound line in your tackle box?”
 
“Yeah, but you don’t need it here, there isn’t anything in the river even a tenth of size of fish that’s made for.”
 
“Yeah, but I’ve got an idea. Bring it and some clamps.” Tylor turned to his brother and put his arms on his shoulders. “This way tick.”
 
He led him to the tree and when Craig handed him the spool of heavy line he pulled off several feet of it.
 
“That stuff will cut his wrists if you try to tie him with it,” Craig said.
 
“I know, so I’m not going to do that.” Tylor took one end of the thick mono line and without warning pulled the back of Jason’s swimming trunks out and shoved the line inside until it came out one of the leg holes.
 
“Hey, fantastic idea,” Craig said. He took both ends and pulled them around the tree, leaving enough slack to allow the tick to sit with his back to the tree. Once positioned, he used a clamp to fasten the two ends together.
 
“He’s too modest to go anywhere without his trunks and there is no way he can break the line,” Tylor said. He looked at his brother and said, “You’ll be fine here. It’s shady, and I’ll get you a bottle of water. We’ll cut our fishing time short and be back in two hours.”
 
A few minutes later, after getting a plastic water bottle out of his bag and handing it to his brother, Jason and Craig headed for the river, leaving a very angry and disappointed Jason behind. As soon as they were out of sight, Jason tried to break the line, but he quickly realized that there was no possible way for him to do that. He saw that he could step out of his suit, but like his brother had said, that would leave him naked except for a tee shirt and he had no interest in being naked.
 
He sat back against the tree and took a sip of the water, which was still cold. It was going to be a long two hours. If his brother really came back that soon. “I should have stayed home. Even school would be better than this,” he said to himself.
 
He felt a slight tickle on his arm and shook it, only to suddenly feel something he’d only experienced once before—the stings of several fire ants. He looked and saw there were several on his shirt and quickly pulled it off and tossed it on the ground. But then one stung him on the foot and he saw that either Craig or Tylor had disturbed a mound next to the tree. In moments, there would be many more ants on him. He did the only thing he could do and pulled his suit down and stepped out of it, allowing him to get away from the tree.
 
Once clear of the mound and the tree, he brushed off the few ants that were still one him getting several more stings before he was clear. Circling around and watching the ground, he tried to make his way back to where his shirt and suit were, but he saw that both of them were covered in ants, likely drawn by his sweat. He couldn’t even get to the water bottle without getting too close to the ants, so he retreated.
 
Once out from under the tree he realized how naked he was and that the road was just a couple of dozen yards from where he stood. If anyone else had the idea to go fishing or swimming, this was where they would park. He ran to his brother’s car and got in the back using the one door that wasn’t locked.
 
But the car was in the sun, and even after rolling down the windows in the back it was still too hot inside because the sun was coming straight in through the back window. He considered his options, which didn’t take long because he had so few, but one might just work.
 
The keys were in the ash tray. He reached around the front seat and unlocked the driver’s side door and then got out and into the driver’s seat. He got the keys and put them in the ignition. If he damaged his brother’s pride and joy there would be no forgiveness, but all he had to do was try to get it into the shade as much as possible. He looked around for a suitable spot. The best one was under the big oak, but he couldn’t drive there because smaller trees surrounded it and would scratch the side. The next best choice was a smaller tree right at the bend by the road.
 
He had to move the seat forward, and even then he didn’t have a good look over the hood, but he started the engine. He put the car in reverse and started moving slowly towards the tree at the bend in the road, using the mirrors as much as he could.
 
Jason was so focused on maneuvering the car that he didn’t even see the three boys on bikes come up to the bend. The first he knew of them was when Cade Green knocked on the driver side door.
 
The knock scared him and instead of moving his foot to the break he accelerated and nearly backed into the tree he was trying to get under. He stopped just in time and when he shifted the lever into park Cade opened the door.
 
“I told you it was the tick driving,” Cade yelled to his brother and best friend. Even the eighth graders knew his nickname.
 
Randy Green, who was sixteen and in high school, pushed his brother away from the door. “Move over,” he said to Jason. When Jason moved to the other side Randy got behind the wheel while Cade got in next to him and Josh West got in the back seat. Like Cade, Josh was thirteen and cutting school.
 
“Get your naked ass into the back seat,” Randy said. When Jason, who was too stunned to even comprehend what was going on, sat there, Randy easily picked up the 102-pound boy and pushed him head first over the back of the seat.
 
“How come your driving around naked?” Josh asked.
 
“Ants. Fire ants. You guys need to get out before my brother comes back.”
 
“First,” Randy said, “Your brother doesn’t concern me. And second, don’t ever think that you can tell me what to do. You will do what I say, not the other way around.”
 
He turned back to looking forward and put the car into gear and turned it around and headed out to the road.
 
“Where are we going?” Cade asked.
 
“You said your school has early dismissal today, right?”
 
“Yeah, at one o’clock.”
 
“Well, we should be there just in time for the tick to catch his bus.”
 
Of the three thirteen-year-olds, two had big smiles. The third, Jason, had a look of total horror in his eyes as Randy drove the car rapidly down the road and towards the middle school that all three of them should have been at.
 
“Josh, when we get to the parking lot you push him out the door,” Randy said. “And lock it behind you. Cade, you get out and lock your door. I’ll toss the keys somewhere and we have to get out of there as quick as we can and get back to our bikes. It’ll be our word against his, and our word is he drove this piece of shit car to school, not us. You guys sure your friends will lie for you?”
 
“Yeah, no doubts about that, but I’ll pass out some weed for free just to make sure,” Cade said.
 
“Okay, here we go,” Randy said. He pulled the car into the lot, closest to where the buses would load and parked in the first available space. Josh tried to do his part, but Jason was fighting back until Randy opened the door and pulled him. Randy tossed the keys into some shrubs just under a classroom window and he, Cade, and Josh took off for the road. Behind them they could hear the bell ringing as the first bus was pulling into the school.
 
Jason, surprised to find himself naked just outside his school, didn’t even see where the keys landed, only the direction that Randy had thrown them. He stood there, frozen in place, trying to sort out how all this could have happened so quickly. Then he heard the bell ring and knew he had to move.
 
He started in the direction he saw Randy throw the keys and was half way to the grass when someone getting up in the classroom looked out the window and saw him.
 
“Hey, there’s the tick, and he’s naked!” the boy shouted. In seconds, the whole class was lined up against the windows. Jason saw a couple of girls he knew and froze, giving them an even better look at him. Then he saw the glint of sun reflecting off something in the bushes just below the window and ran forward. He saw the keys and grabbed them.
 
He turned towards the car only to see the walkers—those kids who didn’t ride buses—had been released and were between him and the car. They hadn’t seen him yet, but someone inside the classroom opened a window and shouted to them. Three dozen heads turned, and there was Jason, completely naked and facing them, again frozen with fear, his penis now growing from its two-inch flaccid state to nearly four-inch hard state as he stood there.
 
As more kids started yelling more heads turned, and even the bus riders started running over. That was enough for Jason to break out of his stance and start running right into the thick of the crowd of kids that were between him and the car. Getting to the car and getting the hell out of here was all he could think to do.
 
With one hand clutching the keys and the other covering his erection he merged with the kids, but they had other plans. His arms were grabbed, stopping him, and then held out to the side to give everyone a good look at him.
 
“The tick’s hairless,” someone yelled. “Tiny dick,” came another. Hands touched him—everywhere. He could feel someone trying to get the keys out of his hand. Most, if not all, of his classmates were now seeing him naked and he was groped by dozens of girls. Just before he lost the keys he heard the shout that saved him. “Teacher coming!”
 
He was released, the keys still in his hand. He pushed through the kids who were now trying to escape and got to the car. He put the keys in and started it and drove off as fast as he could without hitting any of the walkers. As he left the school and got on the road he saw three teachers just coming around the corner, but from his view in the mirror they seemed to be focusing on the kids and not him.
 
Risking all, he drove fast, faster than Randy had gone. He almost drove past the park entrance in his panic to escape, but it was his brother and Greg talking to Randy and cade Green that caught his attention and he stopped just in time.
 
Tylor and Greg came running over to him and the Greens and Josh got on their bikes and rode off towards the school.
 
“Get out!” Tylor yelled at him. “Get the hell out of my car!”
 
Jason put it in park and got out. Jason grabbed him and shook him. “What the hell is wrong with you? Stealing my car? Driving around? What if you’d been caught or had an accident?”
 
“I didn’t steal it, I was in it. Those guys stole it.” Jason pointed at the retreating boys on bikes.
 
“Bullshit. They said they cut out of school early. And they said you were there running around naked.”
 
Greg came up and put an arm on Tylor. “Don’t hurt him Tylor,” he said softly, but it was enough for Tylor to stop shaking his brother. “Let’s take the tick home before the bus gets there. We can find out the truth from Crystal.” Crystal was Greg’s sister, and she was in the same grade as Jason. And she had a crush on him.
 
Tylor opened the back door and pushed Jason inside. Jason tried to get back out, but Tylor slammed the door. “Don’t let him out on your side,” he said to Greg as he got in the front seat.
 
“But my suit,” Jason yelled as he tried to get past Greg. Then he switched to the other door and started to get out behind Jason.
 
“If you get out we’re leaving you,” Tylor said with anger. “I’m so pissed at you right I don’t care what happens to me. Unless you want to walk the five miles to home naked, get your ass back in that seat.”
 
It was said softly, but Jason could hear the anger behind the softness. He got back in the car. “I promise, I didn’t steal it. Randy did. He drove it.”
 
“Why are you naked?” Greg asked, allowing Tylor a chance to cool down.
 
“You guys tied me up over a fire ant mound. I didn’t have any choice. I was moving the car to the shade and was going to wait there but then the Green’s and Josh showed up.”
 
“So you weren’t running around school naked? They lied about that too?”
 
“Do you think I’d run around anywhere naked if I didn’t have to?” Jason said. He shuddered at the thought of all the kids who saw him—who touched him—and would see him back in school on Monday. He knew he should have told the whole story, but he didn’t want to tell his brother and Greg that he’d popped a boner in front of his whole school.
 
Tylor started the car and turned it around in the parking lot. As they were heading out the school bus, the one that Jason would have been on if only he’d gone to school that morning, went past. Tylor didn’t say a word as he pulled out of the park and pointed the car down the road away from the school and towards home.
 
His bus stop was the first one and it had just let the last kid off as Tylor pulled into the driveway. Standing there was Crystal, along with two other girls who lived further up the road but got off there, and Andrew King, who lived across the street.
 
Tylor pulled in the driveway and shut off the engine and the four kids gathered around.
 
“You may as well get out Tick,” Andrew said. “We’ve already seen everything you have to show.”
 
Tylor turned around in his seat. “You lied Tick. You said you didn’t go to the school. You took the car, didn’t you? You wanted to show yourself off. Well, now’s your chance. Get out. Let them see you.”
 
Jason sat in the back seat, hands covering his groin as his dick was again growing longer and straighter.
 
“Get out, or I swear I’ll pull you out and tie you to the front porch.”
 
The tone of his brother’s voice was one that Jason didn’t hear very often, and it meant that he was dead serious. It wasn’t a threat, he was stating a choice of fates. Jason knew that if he didn’t get out now his brother would tie him to the porch railing. He got out.
 
Greg had already gotten out and had asked his sister what happened.
 
“None of us saw him drive in, it was before the bell rang, but Andrew saw him from his last classroom. He said he was running along the side of the school. And then the bell rang and we all saw him. He ran right into the biggest crowd of kids and when they let him go he got into the car and drove away.”
 
“You lied about everything, didn’t you? Tylor yelled at his brother. “I was willing to believe you but now I can see this was all your doing.” Tylor looked at Andrew and asked, “Did you see any of the Green’s or Josh West?”
 
“No, Cade and Josh weren’t in school today,” Andrew said.
 
Jason was too angry and he knew it. He counted silently to ten and ten turned to his brother. “You want to be seen naked, okay. I’m going to give you another chance. Greg and I have to go back and get our fishing gear. You are going to stay here, just like you are. The house is locked, and don’t even dare to break a window to get in. And keep your hands to your sides. If they tell me you covered up I’ll repeat this all weekend, only with your hands tied behind your back. I’d better not hear bad reports when I get back.” Without another word, he and Greg got back in the car.
 
Crystal had only gotten a glimpse of him at school and had been so disappointed that she hadn’t seen what so many other kids had seen. She wasn’t about to waste this second opportunity. She liked Jason and normally wouldn’t have done anything to hurt him, but that didn’t override her desires to see him now that he was totally naked.
 
Jason’s face was a mixture of shame and fear and his hands naturally went to his groin.
 
“I’d love to have all weekend with you like this,” Crystal said. “But I’ll settle for this afternoon. If you do what your brother said and move your hands to the sides and keep them there.”
 
Jason understood the implied threat. He could expose himself now, or tomorrow. Would his brother still be mad enough at him to actually tie him to the porch? It was not a chance he wanted to take. He slowly moved his hands to his sides, allowing his dick to point right at Crystal. It jerked a bit as she and the other two girls stared at it.
 
“He doesn’t have much to look at,” Andrew said without thinking.
 
“I suppose yours is bigger?” one of Crystal’s friends asked him.
 
“Yeah, of course!”
 
“Prove it,” the girl asked. “Prove it, or we’ll tell every girl in school that we saw yours and it was even smaller than his.”
 
Andrew suddenly became aware of the trap he had fallen into. “Hey, I didn’t do anything wrong,” he said, hoping the girl wasn’t serious.
 
“Last chance. Prove you are bigger down there or every girl in school will hear otherwise.”
 
“Uh, I can’t, you know, do that,” Andrew said, his voice breaking. “It would be wrong. How about…”
 
“No deals. You were so sure yours was bigger. We want you to prove your claim. Do it now or leave and Monday we spread the word.”
 
Andrew knew the girls at school would believe it, and nearly all of them had seen the tick’s tiny dick. If they thought his was even smaller, he’d never get a date. He reluctantly lowered his pants and boxers. His dick was soft, and fear and embarrassment had caused his balls to pull up tight and hide behind his dick.
 
“It doesn’t look bigger to me,” Crystal said. “But unlike Jason you do have some hair down there.”
 
“It’s bigger, but it isn’t hard right now,” Andrew said.
 
“Then get it hard and prove it,” one of the girls said to him. Then suddenly she turned to Jason and said, “Or you make yours get soft.”
 
“Yeah, make it soft,” the other girls said. “Play with it. Right here in front of us. Or we will be seeing you again tomorrow and you’ll be wishing you had just done what we asked.”
 
Fearing his brother’s anger over his belief that he had stolen the car, Jason did as he was told. His dick was twitching so much that it barely took two strokes before he shot, leaving three tiny puddles of thin, grey cum in the dirt in front of him. But his dick remained hard. “It won’t go soft,” he said. “It doesn’t always work like that. I can’t help it.”
 
The girls turned back to Andrew. “Looks like you’ll have to get yours hard in order to prove your claim,” one said.
 
“Looks like he’s on his way,” the other said, pointing at Andrew’s crotch. “He started getting hard watching the tick play with his penis,” she said with a laugh. “Now it’s your turn. Get it hard and play with it or we’ll tell everyone that you got hard watching the tick.”
 
Andrew was confused. His dick was getting hard. But it wasn’t because he’d watched the tick jack off. He wasn’t gay. But who would believe that if the girls told everyone what they had seen. He used his hands to complete the erection, and then, with his eyes closed so he couldn’t see the girls watching, he began to jack off. He had trouble concentrating, but once he got going he couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to. In moments, his cum was added to the dirt. He was pleased that he had more plops of cum than the tick had produced.
 
“Okay, you certainly are a bit bigger,” one of the girls said. “Now get out of here.”
 
Andrew quickly pulled his pants back up and ran towards his house just as Tylor and Greg were returning. Tylor parked the car and got out and tossed Jason’s suit and shirt to him. To the girls he said, “Okay, show’s over. My mom will be home soon and the tick needs to get back in bed and pretend his sickness has passed. He’s got a busy day ahead of him tomorrow.”
 
After the girls went left, Tylor unlocked the house. “Tomorrow you’ll be washing and waxing my car. That will be your punishment for lying about being sick and making me think you were sleeping in your bed when in fact you were hiding in my car.”
 
Jason tried one more time. “Look, I know you don’t believe me, but the truth is I was just moving your car to the shade. It was Randy Green who drove it to the school where they pushed me out and tossed the keys up by the classroom windows just as the bell rang.
 
“Yeah, Greg kind of convinced me of that after Andrew said the younger boys weren’t in school,” Jason said. “And there was an ant mound near the tree.” He paused, and then continued. “I’m sorry for what happened, but in the end, it was your fault. You lied about being sick. You snuck into my car. If you had gone to school, or even if you had really been in bed instead of folding up a blanket to make it look like you were, none of this would have happened. Now I guess you’ll just have to get over it.”
 
Jason didn’t argue. He knew his brother was right. He’d have to live through whatever was to come when he went back to school on Monday. Until then, all he could do was to try his best to push it from his mind, a task he knew he would fail. Practically every girl in his school had seen him naked. The girl he liked, Crystal, had seen him jack off. He figured his life was all but over; this was the sort of thing that would be remembered well past high school graduation.