Catching Robbie Chapter 4
by Aldric

Copyright 2008 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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Catching Robbie, Chapter 4 of 8

The next day all three boys met right after breakfast and headed out to the woods. Robbie was very nervous even though this was his cousin's adventure and he didn't think it would be too hard. Larry was bringing a cooler again so he knew it would have something to do with ice.

"Can I keep my shoes this time?" Robbie asked. "Yesterday I had to move slow..."

"No, naked means naked," Larry said.

Nathan looked at Matt who shrugged his shoulders. "I don't think so. Larry is right, we said naked and that means no clothing of any sort. Can you get handcuffs off if they're behind your back?"

"Yeah, sure. It's a little harder, but I can do it."

"Show me," Nathan said. He pulled a pair of handcuffs out and then put the key in his hand.

Robbie struggled a bit but finally got the key aligned in the hole, but it wouldn't turn no matter how hard he tried. "You brought the wrong key," he said at last. "This key must be for the other pair."

"You mean you only have one key to each pair of handcuffs?" Matt asked.

"My friend Dale has the spare keys, just like I've got the spare keys for his handcuffs in my desk drawer at home."

"Well, anyway, he proved he can do it. The other key is in the cooler, so it must fit this pair of handcuffs," Matt said. They reached the place where they had played yesterday. None of the boys except Robbie noticed that a trail was developing from all the people passing through the brush.

Nathan used a tape measure to find a branch of a certain height. While he was doing that, Larry pulled out a plastic bottle with a string hanging out the open top. Matt noticed the fog from the dry ice pouring out of the cooler again and as soon Larry had the bottle out he dumped the cooler out in the brush before Robbie or Nathan saw it.

Using another short piece of string, Nathan tied the string from the bottle to the branch he had selected. "Here's how this works," Nathan said to Robbie. "I looked this up on the internet and thought it was a great idea. The string inside the bottle is tied to the key, but the string is curled up so until the ice melts the bottle will remain out of reach. How long do you think it will take before the bottle drops off completely and you can grab the string?"

"I guess I'm lucky, I've used this before myself. With the outside with the temperature as warm as it is today I guess forty-five minutes or so."

"You sound pretty sure of yourself," Matt said.

"Like I said, I've used this before. I know how long it takes for the string to come out. This one is easy."

"You want to put your money where your mouth is?" Larry asked. "Maybe a little double or nothing?"

"How would that work?" Robbie asked. He knew he had to control the bet in order to meet Rita's instructions for his pubs to be removed. "How about something else?" He pretended to think for a few seconds. "If I get free in time, then I don't have to do your dare. But if I don't then, I don't know, I guess I could shave the hair around my dick or something."

"No, you aren't getting out of my dare," Larry said. "But you could miss Matt's. If you get out in time, which ain't going to happen."

Robbie looked at Matt and saw him nod. "You're on—I either lose my pubic hair or I don't have to do Matt's dare." He looked at Nathan and asked, "Are you sure the string is long enough?"

"Yeah, it will hang down around your knees, maybe even a little lower. You'll have to grab the string and pull it up to you. You're sure you can get the handcuffs off from behind your back?"

"Yeah, I've done it before."

"Well, I hope you're right because I found something else on the internet last night—most people can get their arms over their feet and around to the front. I figure you could probably do it too, unless I do this." He pulled the belt from Robbie's pants and put it around Robbie's waist and fastened it. Then he used a short piece of string to tie the handcuff chain to the back of the belt and said, "But now you can't."

Matt did the math and said, "He has fifty-seven and a quarter minutes. I'll set the timer at fifty-eight minutes and we'll give him a few extra seconds." He set the timer down on the ground and Robbie confirmed it was set correctly.

"Well, because I didn't know the keys weren't duplicates I guess you get to keep your shirt. But we'll unbutton it." Larry unbuttoned his shirt and then unsnapped Robbie's shorts and let them fall to the ground. "Look at that, he's already boned up," he said.

He let Robbie stepped out of the shorts before he pulled Robbie's boxers down. Robbie stepped out of those and kicked his shoes off and then let Larry pull his socks off.

"You don't have to stand here, you can wander as far away as you want," Nathan said. "We'll be back a few minutes before the timer times out and see how you're doing. And again, good luck to you. I'm hoping to watch Larry when he has to strip for my sister."

The boys left and the long wait began. Robbie thought about strategy. If he stayed here he was less likely to be seen, although the trail they had been cutting by passing back and forth through the brush was becoming more noticeable and once someone came through there was no place to hid. Yet back by the path it was more open and hiding would be more difficult.

Then Robbie thought about the boy who had found him yesterday and realized it was likely the kid would keep coming back hoping for a second chance. He decided to move out by the trail.

He was nearly there when he suddenly remembered that his clothes were lying on the ground back in the clearing. If anyone came through the brush, they couldn't miss seeing his clothes and would probably take them. He turned back and struggled to pick up his shorts and boxers. His shoes and socks were even more difficult, but he finally got them.

He got back to the trail and listened carefully until he was sure that all he could hear was the buzzing of insects and the leaves blowing in the wind. He crossed the trail looking for a place to hide.

Just as he got back behind two large tree trunks he heard a noise and looked back towards the trail. He saw two boys, the same two he saw yesterday, coming down the trail on bikes. If he had been a minute slower they would have caught him on the trail, as it was it would be a miracle if they didn't see him.

The boy in the lead went on by, but the second boy stopped at the entrance to the brush and called his friend back. The two boys dropped their bikes and pushed through. Robbie realized how lucky he had been and quickly found the best cover he could.

The boys were back there for a long time, and when they came out Robbie saw they had the timer with them. He had forgotten that. The boys now started searching around the trail and Robbie knew it was just a matter of time before they found him.

The two boys both started along the trail on the opposite side from Robbie, but after a few yards they split up. The one on Robbie's side was walking right toward Robbie's hiding place when they all heard a noise on the trail.

A third boy, a few years older than the other two, rode up on a bike. "What are you two doing?" the boy asked. "You're supposed to be on your way to the stream."

"We found this," one boy said, holding up the timer.

"So what? You hoping to find one for each of you? Let's go."

"But it's running, which means someone set it, and not very long ago. We're looking for that person."

That got the third boy's attention. "Show me where you found it." He followed the other two back into the clearing.

Robbie used the time to move further back from the trail. The three boys came out a few minutes later, without the timer. "It's nothing Gary; it could have been anybody out here. They probably dropped it and didn't realize it. There's nothing back there to time. Let's get going."

The three boys got on their bikes and rode off. Robbie wondered how much time he had left, and decided to chance crossing the trail and looking at the bottle. Then he realized that once again he had been lucky for if they had seen the bottle they might have taken it with them.

He left his clothes where they were and moved quickly through the opening. He found the timer at the edge of the brush, but the boys had stopped it, so he had no idea how much time he had left. He walked back to the bottle and saw that it had only dropped an inch or so. He knew it was going to take a lot longer than an hour. And his dick was screaming at him to stroke it, but with his hands bound behind his back there was nothing he could do.

Frustrated, he walked around the bottle wishing it was lower so he could blow on it or pee on it to speed up the melting.

Nothing else passed the trail until Nathan, Matt and Larry returned. "The timer's already timed out, he's failed again," Larry said.

Robbie told them what happened, and Nathan looked at his watch. "According to my watch, you still have five minutes." Robbie looked slightly relieved. "But looking at the bottle, it isn't going to make any difference. That bottle has at least a half hour to go. Where are your clothes?"

"I want to wait here for Rita to find him," Larry said.

"No, I'm afraid you'll do something to make it easier for her just to make sure you don't lose."

"But what if she finds him and they lie about it? Then I'll have to strip for her when I really shouldn't have to," Larry whined.

"He has a point," Matt said. "I'll hide somewhere along the trail and watch for her. And I won't cheat for either side." With that decided, Nathan and Larry headed down the trail after gathering up Robbie's clothes.

Robbie hung around watching the bottle. He wished Matt had stayed close by, even though he was naked with a boner it would have been comforting to have someone to talk to.

The bottle was down to below his head and starting to fall more rapidly as more string came out of the ice and Robbie was just starting to have a reason to be hopeful when he heard a noise behind him. He turned just in time to see two girls coming through the brush.

There was no place to run and no place to hide. The girls had already spotted him and were running over, giggling as they approached. Robbie just stood there, waiting for the inevitable. Then he saw Matt behind them ducking behind some cover. Now he wished Matt hadn't stayed because Matt was going to watch everything the girls were going to do to him.

One of the girls pulled out a cell phone and quickly took a picture of Robbie. Then she dialed a number. She put it on speaker phone, so Robbie was able to hear Rita when she answered. "We found him first, so you lose and have to go back home and leave him to us," the girl said. "Here's the proof." Robbie knew she had just sent the picture she had taken of him. Rita's voice came over the speaker. She expressed disappointment, but Robbie knew it was faked; now she would have an excuse for why she didn't find him.

The girl ended the call. "What do you want to do with him?" she asked her friend.

"I just want to see him, that's all. What do you want to do with him?" the other answered.

Just then the plastic bottle behind Robbie fell to the ground. Robbie turned and saw the key dangling there in front of his knees. He turned around and tried to grab it, but the girl with the camera ran over.

"I think we'll take that," she said, grabbing the string and breaking it where it was tied to the branch.

"No, please, it's the only key there is. I have to get it back."

"I'll bet Rob could think of something to make him earn the key," the first girl said to the second. "We're going to go up to the stream and see if our friend Rob is there. If so, we'll tell him how much you want it back. I'm sure he'll trade you something for it." Ignoring Robbie's pleas, the two girls ran off with the key, heading up the trail in the direction the three boys had gone on their bikes. Robbie felt sick to his stomach.

"Matt, I saw you hiding. Come out and help me, this wasn't part of the dare," Robbie said, moving towards where he last saw Matt.

Matt stood up. "I'm not sure I can. If Rob is there than at least one of his brothers will be there too. You have to be careful messing with the Grant kids, they can be trouble."

"Look, if we don't get the key back we can't take the handcuffs off. Don't get into a fight with them; just see what they want in exchange. I've got some money back at Nathan's house if that's what they want."

"I'll try, but I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you." Matt turned and headed up the trail after the two girls.

When he got there he saw it was worse than he had imagined. In addition to Rob there was another boy the same age as Matt, Hank Anderson. Gary, who was one of Rob's younger brothers, was there. Gary was two years younger, but even at eleven years old Gary could be a handful. One of Gary's friends, Ralph Dodge was there too. And Rob's sister Jen, who was in his class even though she was only twelve. Plus the two girls who had taken the key, Teresa Caldwell and Terri Merchant, who were thirteen years old, were hanging around. The key was hanging from a tree about twenty yards from the stream.

Matt decided to try to sneak through the brush and come up behind the tree where he could grab the key and get out of there without being seen. And he nearly made it, but when he pulled on the key he found it wasn't tied with string anymore. It was now tied with fishing line, and when he tugged on it the branches shook, alerting the group of kids to his presence. As soon as they saw Matt they set the fishing poles down and the whole group gathered around him.

"The kid who was going to come and get the key was supposed to be naked," Rob said. "But if you want it we'll cut it down for you. All you got to do to get it is drop your shorts and undies and show the girls what a little boy you are."

"That isn't going to happen Rob," Matt said, trying to keep the fear out of his voice. Before he could try and bargain, Rob pushed him backward. What Matt had missed was that Gary had knelt down right behind him, so when Rob pushed him he fell over backward. The boys were on him in a flash.

His shorts were opened and pulled down before he could even try and recover from the fall. They slipped off over his shoes, and next came his boxers. He was naked from the waist down in less than five seconds.

"Gary, you and Ralph get that roll of twelve pound test line in my tackle box," Rob said. "I'm going to show our friend Matt here how to properly tie someone up."

Matt tried to get up but Hank had no trouble holding him down. The two younger boys ran back to the stream and returned with the fish line.

"Cut me a piece about six feet long, and another one long enough to reach from that tree to that one," Rob said, pointing to two trees about ten feet apart. When Gary handed him the first piece, Rob told Hank to stand Matt up. Between them they held Matt's arms behind his back while Gary tied them in place with the fish line. "Don't just wrap it around his wrists like that, cross it back and forth like you were lashing two poles together," he told his brother.

Once that was done, he told Ralph to put a loop in the middle of the longer piece and pull it over Matt's balls. Then Ralph and Gary pulled the ends out and tied them to the two small trees. They pulled the line tight and Matt cried out in pain until Ralph told them to loosen it just a tiny bit.

"Too bad I forgot about your shirt," Rob said. He quickly unbuttoned Matt's shirt. "I'm going to go back and find your buddy and see how much he really wants this key back. You just hang around here and let the girls get a good look at you."

"Can we blindfold him?" Jen asked. "I'll bet it's a lot scarier if he can't see."

"You're just plain mean," Rob said. "But I like it. Get me two gauze pads and the tape out of the first aid kit." Rob put the gauze over Matt's eyes and then ran two layers of tape over the pads and around his head.

Suddenly Matt cried out in pain as Gary slapped his ass with one of the fishing poles. He tried to take a step forward but as soon as he moved the fishing line around his balls tightened, forcing him to stay in place.

"Hank, keep it under control," Rob said to his friend. "I'll hurry to find your buddy Matt, but it looks like my brother is set on punishing you, so you'd better hope your buddy comes back with me."

Matt was scared, and he prayed that Robbie would come, although he didn't know what good it would do.