The Rude Boy Scout

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The Rude Boy Scout
by Zyngaru

Twelve year old Baker Barstow wakes up late on a very important Scouting Activity Day. He along with two of his fellow scouts are supposed to man the Boy Scout Booth in front of the local grocery store from 10:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m.. It’s now 9:30 a.m. and if he dresses quickly he can just make it running the entire way to the store. He would ask his mom for a ride, but after last night, he doesn’t dare ask her for any favors. It’s what happened last night that has caused him being late getting up this morning.

As Baker’s dad would say, ‘he let his mouth overload his ass.’ It’s what his mom calls back-talking. He’s really gotten bad at this behavior. Last night was the straw that broke the camel’s back and his dad whipped his bare butt good. His butt hurt so bad, that he didn’t even wear underwear under his pajama bottoms to sleep in. He slept on his stomach for most of the night. Well, sort of slept. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t finally get to sleep until almost time to get up. So now he’s running really late, and he doesn’t dare be late for this activity, or he’ll be in hot water with the his Scout Leader.

He jumps out of bed. Strips off his pajama bottoms and pulls out his underwear drawer to find it empty. He looks around his bedroom floor for the undies he took off last night, but they’re gone. He pulls his pj bottoms back on and walks across the hall to the bathroom to search the dirty clothes hamper and it’s empty. He runs downstairs to the laundry room, to discover that all of his underwear are in the washing machine churning away. He runs back to his room and strips the pj bottoms off yet again and pulls his Scout Uniform trousers on over his bare bottom. He’ll just have to go commando today. He quickly finishes dressing and takes off for the store. Running in long trousers with no underwear on is an experience no twelve year old boy who’s balls have dropped should ever have to experience. The course material of his trousers rubbing his pubescent dick and hot sweaty balls is something awful. It’s not easy running with one hand pulling the front of your uniform trousers out so your dick doesn’t rub against it. He arrives with just a minute to spare. His Scout Leader is standing there checking names.

Scout Leader: “Cutting it close aren’t you Baker?”

Baker: “Yes sir. I had a rough night last night.”

Scout Leader: “Well maybe you should stop playing video games and go to bed at a reasonable hour.”

Baker so wants to say something smart-ass back to his Scout Leader, but he knows better, so he bites his tongue and keeps quiet.

Once Baker and his friends have been given their instructions, his Scout Leader leaves to go check on other booths around town to make sure they are properly manned.

Being in the bad mood that he’s in, Baker wastes no time telling his friends about last night and the really painful ass whipping his dad gave him. All three boys agree that it was unfair. That boys in puberty can’t help what comes out of their mouths. Their health teacher verified as much when they took their sex ed class last semester.

Thirty minutes into their four hour vigil at the booth, a van pulls up and four girls get out and set up a Girl Scout Booth right across the entrance way from them. The boys aren’t at all happy. Why do girls always have to butt in. They all make some remarks, but Baker goes overboard and calls the girls names and really insults them. He does make sure, no adults are around when he berates the girls for trying to take over the Boy Scouts. Baker feels really smug when he sees one of the girls crying. He achieved his goal. For the next hour he rubs it in that girls aren’t fit to be scouts. They are just cry babies.

Thirty minutes before his shift at the booth is over three older teenagers walk up to the Girl Scout Booth and talk with the much younger girls. Ever so often the boys look over at the Boy Scout Booth and then they go back to talking with the girls. The Boy Scouts can’t make out what is going on, but they’re sure something’s up. Then the three boys along with one of the girls walks over to the Boy Scout Booth. The girl is the one Baker made cry and kept her crying for a long time.

Teenaged boy: “Mandy tells me you’ve been insulting her. Mandy’s my sister. You want to insult her now that I’m here?”

All three Scouts shake their heads no.

Teenaged boy: “It’s this one, right?”

Mandy: “Ya Greg. He’s the one.”

Greg: “Well sis. I would beat his ass, but look at him. He’s so little. I can’t beat up a little kid.”

Baker sighs audibly. He thought for sure this huge guy was going to beat the crap out of him, for making his little sister cry.

Greg: “So what you want me to do sis? If you say, beat his ass, I will, but it just isn’t right that I should beat up such a small boy.”

Baker again sighs with relief. This giant of a boy could wipe the planet with him without even working up a sweat and he knows it.

Mandy: “I don’t want you to beat him up. That ain’t punishment enough for how he’s acting.”

Greg: “So what you want me to do to him?”

Mandy: “Well? He ain’t fit to be wearing a Scout Uniform. So why not take it and make him go home in his underwear. That way he won’t disgrace the Uniform.”

Baker looks at the girl as if she just grew a second head. Take his uniform. No way in hell that’s going to happen.

Greg: “Makes sense to me. You heard her boy. Take the uniform off and give it to my sister.”

Now. That isn’t going to happen for two reasons. One is that it’s his uniform and no one is going to make him take it off and give it away. But more important. He can’t go home in his underwear, because he ain’t wearing any underwear.

Baker: “No Way. I ain’t taking my uniform off for no one.”

Baker looks to his friends for support but both of them back away. They don’t want any part of what’s happening.

Greg: “Take it off now, or I’ll come back there and take it off you.”

Baker is worried but he still thinks the kid is bluffing. He wouldn’t dare do anything right here in front of the grocery store.

Baker: “Up Yours! You ain’t freaking doing anything to me!”

Before Baker finishes his sentence all three teenagers are back behind the booth with him and corner him up against the wall.

Baker: “Guys. Help!”

Greg: “You boys will want to stay out of this unless you want to be going home in your underwear too.”

Both of Baker’s friends back off and stay out of the way. They don’t want no part of this.

Greg: “Jake you get his arms and Zak, you get his feet. I’ll do the stripping. You just need to hold him.”

Greg’s friends grab hold of Baker and hold him. Baker drops to the concrete, which is actually good for the teenagers, because now Baker is out of sight of everyone walking by. Greg drops down straddle Baker and begins unbuttoning his shirt. Once unbuttoned, Greg slides the necktie off and then Bakers’s shirt one sleeve at a time, until baker is left bare chested. Greg hands the clothing to his sister.

Jake: “Greg. This kid’s going to be trouble with his hands fighting all the time. I mean once he’s down to his undies, he’ll just grab something to cover himself up.”

Greg: “You’re right. I got an idea to stop that from happening.”

Greg grabs Baker’s sneakers and pulls them off, handing them to his sister.

Greg: “Sis. Pull his shoelaces out. I’ll use those to keep this kid from using his hands.”

While Mandy is removing the laces, Greg pulls Baker’s socks off and tosses them to Mandy.

She hands Greg the shoelaces.

Greg: “Turn him over on his belly. Now, pull his arms back.”

Some patrons of the store walk up to see what the commotion is all about.

Mandy: “That’s my brother taking care of a rude boy who insulted me.”

Customer: “Well tell him to get the kid good. You would think Scouts would be taught better than to insult anyone.”

Mandy hands Greg the shoelaces and he ties Baker’s hands together behind his back, so now he can’t grab anything with his hands.

Greg: “Okay! Flip him over.”

Greg takes hold of Baker’s belt buckle and unfastens it. He unsnaps and then unzips Baker’s trousers and moves down to the legs and pulls them down to his ankles. Baker is left on the concrete stark naked.

Zak: “Hey Greg! You got the kids underwear too.”

Everyone looks at Baker’s shrunken dick with the very slightest of hair just at the base of it. Greg searches inside Baker’s trousers but there isn’t any underwear to be found.

Greg: “You freaking pervert. You’re out here running around with no underwear. Well it’s going to serve you right. You’ll just have to find a way to get home naked then.”

Greg finishes pulling Baker’s trousers off and hands them to Mandy. Baker lays on the concrete naked. His face is beet red. Everyone is seeing him in his birthday suit. He’s in tears. He’s beyond embarrassed. So much for Scouts don’t cry.

Baker: “Guys. Please. One of you let me wear your underwear home.”

Greg: “If you so much as walk in front of him to hide him, we will tie you to the school flagpole naked for everyone to see. You got that!”

Both boys swear they won’t help Baker at all.

Greg: “Sis. You got any lipstick?”

Mandy hands Greg some bright red lipstick. He writes on Baker’s chest.

‘I insult girls!’

He then writes on Baker’s back. ‘Slap my ass!’

Greg: “Okay kid. You’re on your own to get home. Mandy will bring your uniform back here tomorrow. If you apologize to her nicely, she might give it back to you. Tell anyone and I mean anyone about us stripping you, then you will be tied to the school flagpole naked. You got it?”

Baker tearing up: “I got it.”

They leave and Mandy goes back to her booth. Now it’s time for shift change at the Boy Scout Booth and their Scout Leader will be returning to supervise the change over. Baker has to figure out how he’s going to explain being behind the booth naked.

Jared: “Baker. You got to get out of here.”

Kevin: “Ya. If you’re caught here naked like this, you’re going to get kicked out of Scouts.”

Crying Baker pleads: “Jared. Please let me borrow your boxers. I can’t go home like this.”

Jared: “You heard them. They’ll tie me up naked at school if I help you.”

Baker: “Kevin. Please help me.”

Kevin: “I can’t. I don’t want to end up naked either.”

Jared: “Oh No! That’s the Scout Leaders car pulling in. You gotta go Baker. You just gotta.”

Baker: “Will you tell him I had an emergency and had to go home, so he won’t get mad at me for not being here?”

Kevin: “We can’t lie. Scouts never lie.”

Crying Baker: “Please. Help me please.”

Jared: “We won’t look at you, so you can leave without us seeing you, that way we can truthfully say we don’t know where you are or when you left.”

Kevin: “But you got to hurry. He just turned toward us at the end of the parking lot. He’ll be here in minutes.”

Both Jared and Kevin have their backs to Baker, as they watch the Scout Leader’s car approach.

Baker, gathers up what little courage he has left and stands up naked with his hands tied behind his back and runs along the store wall down the sidewalk to the end of the building as fast as he can. Just as he turns the corner he passes a lady walking the other way, who gets a quick glimpse of him running past her. He high tails it to the back of the building, where few people ever go. There he can catch his breath for a short minute before figuring out how he’s going to get home.

As he is resting, the back door opens and a teenaged boy steps out carrying two large bags of trash, that he is taking out to the dumpster.

Clerk: “What the heck! Dude you’re naked!”

Baker: “Please help me.”

The clerk looks at the writing on Baker’s chest and then as he walks past he sees what’s written on his back.

Clerk: “Sure kid. Let me throw these in the dumpster and then, I’ll give you a hand.”

Baker sighs. Finally someone who is going to help him.

Free of the trash, the clerk walks up to Baker, spins him around, bends him over and begins slapping his butt, hard!

Clerk: “So you like insulting girls, hey! Maybe this will teach you to respect people.”

Baker can’t believe he is being spanked by a boy only a few years older than himself. He squirms but can’t get loose. The clerk spanks him hard, and gets him to crying harder. Baker can’t see his butt, but from the way it is burning, it has to be as red as fire.

Clerk: “You’re lucky kid. I have to get back to work, or I’d take my belt off and give you a proper whipping. Now get out of here, before I go on break and come out here and give you what you really deserve.”

The clerk lets Baker go, and he takes off at a run down the backside of the store complex to the side street at the end of the building. At least this street isn’t as busy as the one around the front. Baker looks down the street and then takes off, at a run. He decides to try and make his way home through the subdivision instead of along the main highway. Yes, more chances of kids seeing him but at least hardly no car traffic back here.

Baker makes it two blocks before some boys on bikes see him. They ride straight at him, so there isn’t any way to get away from them on foot.
Mike: “Look Bobby. We got a nakie boy.”

Bobby: “Ya and from the looks of him, a bad nakie boy.”

Mike: “Look at his ass. It’s red. Someone has already spanked this nakie boy.”

Bobby: “I think I’ve seen him at school. He’s a seventh grader.”

Mike: “I think you’re right. I think I’ve seen him in the halls too.”

For the life of him, Baker can’t remember these boys. He’s pretty sure they’re sixth graders. They’re definitely not seventh graders like him and way to young to be eight graders.

Bobby: “His dick ain’t very big for an eighth grader, so he almost has to be a seventh grader.”

Mike: “Ya but he’s got hairs.”

Bobby: “Not many.”

Just then they hear the sound of girls walking their direction. Three of them.

Bobby yells: “Angie! You wanna see a nakie boy?”

Angie yells back: “Why? You offering?”

Bobby: “Heck no! But we got a nakie boy here you can look at!”

Bobby and Mike step aside so that Baker is visible to the girls. They take one look at him and come running.

Angie: “Baker! Is that you?”

Bobby: “You know him?”

Angie: “Ya. Baker’s in my fifth period English class.”

Lorie: “Look what’s written on his chest.”

Angie: “So you like insulting girls!”

Baker crying: “No. Just that one girl.”

Angie: “Well Lorie, here’s your chance to learn about boys and their anatomy. Why don’t you play with Baker’s willy and see what happens.”

Baker: “Please! No! Don’t do that. Please!”

Baker tries to get away, so Bobby and Mike hold him tighter. Lorie steps up and touches Baker’s willy and it twitches.

Lorie: “Oh! Did I make it do that?”

Carrie: “Let me have a try!”

Carrie reaches over and grabs Baker’s penis and it jumps in her hand and begins swelling up.

Carrie: “Oh! It’s growing.”

Lorie: “Let me have a go.”

Mike: “He’s getting a woody!”

Angie: “Do any of you know what happens when a boy Baker’s age gets a boner and keeps playing with it?”

Everyone looks at Angie with blank looks on their faces.

Angie: “My oh my! They really need to start teaching sex ed in sixth grade. Eleven year olds should know this stuff before it starts happening to them. Not after. Oh well. Since Baker is kind enough to come here naked, he might as well show you what big boys can do.”

Mike: “What can he do?”

Bobby: “Ya. What can he do that we can’t?”

Angie: “Lorie. Go ahead and play with Baker’s wiener and show everyone what Baker can do.”

Baker struggles to get free, but Mike and Bobby have a firm hold by his arms so he can’t break free. Lorrie plays with his pecker and it gets more and more excited. He’s so not wanting any of this to happen, but he can’t get away. His body is jerking as Lorrie excites his boner and before he knows it, he starts squirting sperms out onto the sidewalk. Lorrie jumps back to get out of the way and all the eleven year olds stare in fascination as Baker’s dick squirts out his boy juice.

Bobby: “Wow! I’m going to be able to do that?”

Angie: “Yep in another year, maybe two.”

Mike: “I can’t wait. That’s so awesome.”

Baker hangs his head in shame. He’s just ejaculated in front of a bunch of kids. His day can’t get any worse.

Mike: “Oh Angie. You ain’t seen what’s written on his backside. Let’s turn him around Bobby.”

Angie looks at the message on Baker’s back and decides to do the job herself.

Angie: “Bend him over boys. I want to take care of this myself. The girls at school won’t ever believe me when I tell them I spanked Baker’s naked butt, right out on the sidewalk.”

Angie slaps Baker’s ass hard and fast. It turns a deep red and he’s crying loudly by the time she finishes.

Mike: “He’s a real cry baby ain’t he.”

Bobby: “Heck ya. My dad whips harder than that.”

The shame of it all. He has been whipped by a girl and in front of boys younger than him, that now think he’s a baby for crying.

Angie: “Let that be a lesson to you, Baker. Treat us girls with respect. Okay, let him go. We’ve had enough fun with him for one day.”

No sooner than Mike and Bobby release him, Baker takes off at an awkward run down the sidewalk. It’s really hard to run with your hands tied behind your back. Two blocks from his house, as he runs in front of old lady Winston’s house, she pops up from behind a flowerbed and yells at him for streaking. Now Mrs. Winston is the worst busy-body in the neighborhood, so it is sure to get out that he was naked.

Luckily, no one sees him the rest of the way home. Getting the front door open with his hands behind his back, is a chore but he finally gets it. He is even able to slip upstairs to his bedroom without his mother catching him. Again that door is difficult to get open but he manages it. Slipping clean boxers on is a chore. He has to lie down on the floor and wiggle his way up into them. He has his shorts half way on, when there is a knock at his door. Luckily for him it turns out to be his scout friends checking to see if he made it home okay. They help him get his shorts the rest of the way on. Then they untied his hands. He spends an hour telling them all that happened to him and they all three agree that since Blabber Mouth Angie saw him and even spanked him, that this will be all over school within a week.

The next day he get up and dresses in tee shirt and shorts and makes sure to wear boxers. He can’t join his friends at the booth, because he doesn’t have his uniform. His Scout Leader isn’t happy that he isn’t there on time, but there’s no way he can explain why he doesn’t have his uniform. When the Girl Scouts arrive to open their booth, Baker makes his way over to it and apologizes to Mandy. She doesn’t accept the apology because he isn’t in his underwear like he’s supposed to be, from yesterday, so Baker has to strip off his clothes down to his striped boxers and apologize to her in front of the grocery store, before getting his uniform back.
For the rest of the morning, Baker keeps quiet about the Girl Scouts. When his shift is over he has a very difficult time explaining his absence to the Scout Master. He dares not lie with everyone hearing every word he says and he dares not tell the truth. So basically he doesn’t say anything, which gets him demerits and the lose of this activity being counted for his Community Service Badge. From this day forth, Baker is very conscientious at paying respect to girls. He never wants a repeat of his naked run home experience ever again. The most embarrassing day of his life, is something he wants to fade off into a distant memory, as fast as it can.

Angie of course brings it up to him ever so often, when she wants a return engagement of him standing naked in front of her and letting her spank his bare ass. That is the deal Baker made with her, to not spread his escapade all over school. So far it has worked out well, except that Angie really likes spanking him. He has a red ass way more often than any just turned thirteen year old boy should ever have.

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