Class President 3: Brandon's Tricks

By Aldric

Copyright 2014 by Aldric [email protected], all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
 
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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.
 
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Many people have favorably commented on how so many of my stories have happy endings.  Just a warning, this isn’t one of those.
 
You don’t have to read the predecessor to this story (Markus’s Treat) to enjoy it, but you will know the characters and why the act as they do if you read that story first.
 
Class President 3: Brandon’s Tricks
 
The previous story ended with:
 
“You can get this tool when your friends have told me how good you are at giving blow jobs,” Marcus said as he dropped the bag containing Brandon’s clothes.  “That’s Nathan Gilham, Vince Jones, Greg Remus, and Simon Sanders.  All four need to tell me that you’re good at it.  Only no prompting them to tell me.  They have a standard to measure you by and when you measure up then they will come and tell me.  Until then, get used to peeing sitting down and not touching your dick.”
 
Marcus left as Brandon put on his clothes.  He thought about the special tool and how he could get it and by the time he was dressed he knew how to do it.  He was still stuck with dealing with his friends.  He hurried home and entered from the back as quietly as he could.  He knew that by now his sister would have been told about his jack-off session under the street light and he didn’t want to face her.  He hurried up to his room to carry out his plan on getting the key to unlock the chastity belt.
 
The next chapter begins now—
 
Brandon used a mirror and his camera to capture the model and serial number of the chastity device Marcus had put on him and now figured it would be simple to go to the company’s web page and order the correct tool.  When he found the model there was a link to take him to ordering additional items.  He clicked it and found the special tool.  When he clicked on that link it asked for the serial number, which he entered.  Then to his surprise, it asked for a password.
 
He hadn’t expected that, but decided he could try twice before giving up.  He entered ‘Marcus’ and hit the enter key, but that didn’t work.  Then he tried ‘Stern’ which was Marcus’ last name.  A dialog box opened that said, “The tool you want is registered.  An email is being sent to the owner’s address.  If you are the owner, it will give you instructions for changing your password.  If you aren’t, then you shouldn’t have been trying to obtain it.”
 
“Shit!” Brandon said as he knew Marcus would know of his attempt.  He wondered what Marcus would do, knowing it wouldn’t be pleasant.  But there was nothing he could about it now.  His plan to get the belt off his was ruined and he still had to satisfy Marcus’ other order.  But how could he just approach his friends and tell them he wanted to suck them off?
 
It was actually easier then he thought it would be.  Nathan, Vince, and Greg all asked if Marcus was making him do it.  He figured since they already knew that they were just trying to put him at ease.  Simon just said “Okay” when asked, but of course, he’d been expecting it.
 
Because he had skipped second grade, his friends were all thirteen, a year old than Brandon.  With Nathan and Simon it hadn’t mattered in terms of physical maturity, inside their pants they were about the same as him and he only had to take a few small bursts of watery cum in his mouth when they climaxed.  But Vince and Greg’s additional year did make a difference.  Their dicks were slightly bigger and thicker, with a bigger band of hair around the base.  And they both filled his mouth with cum.
 
He planned to set a routine until they finally told Marcus so that he could stop, but while he hated doing it to any of his friends he disliked doing it to Vince and Greg even more.  Thus, it was easy for him to make excuses to skip Vince and Greg.
 
He had just given Nathan his fourth blow job.  He’d only given two to Vince and Greg, and Simon had had three.  So far Marcus hadn’t said anything about his attempt to get the password, but Brandon had to know how much longer he had to keep giving blowjobs.  And wearing the chastity belt.  At first it hadn’t been bad, but it had now been eight days since he had last been able to enjoy playing with himself and he was getting more and more frustrated with not being able to touch his dick.
 
He trusted Nathan more than his other three friends, so even though he had been warned not to ask, he asked anyway, sure that Nathan wouldn’t tell.
 
“How am I doing?” he asked after he had rinsed his mouth.
 
“Could you be a little more specific?”
 
“You know, with the blow jobs,” Brandon said.  “I’m not supposed to ask you and please don’t tell Marcus, but how long before you tell him?”
 
“Tell him what?”  Nathan was totally confused by the focus of the conversation and it showed on his face.
 
“You know, how long before you tell him I’m doing good, I’m meeting the criteria he said for you to grade me by.  Please don’t pretend you don’t know, I trust you and I hate doing this.”  Brandon was close to tears.
 
“Look, I assumed when you told me that Marcus was making you do this that he’d threatened to hurt you or me,” Nathan said.  “But Marcus never said a word to me about blowjobs or criteria or talking to him.  Tell me all of it.”
 
Brandon did start to cry at that point, but he told the story of the deal he made to get his clothes back, his attempt to get the tool to remove the chastity belt, and the blow jobs.  When he was done he said, “Okay, so he tricked me.  But you have to do now is get you and other guys to go to him and tell him I’m good at it and I can get this thing off.”
 
“It isn’t that simple,” Nathan said.  “Since we didn’t know about it, if we go and tell him he’ll know that you told us and that violates one of the rules you said he gave you.”
 
Brandon was even more embarrassed now that he saw the trap.  He was supposed to be the smartest kid in their school but he had completely missed that.  But it left him in a bit of a bind because even though he could stop sucking off his friends it wouldn’t get the chastity device off.
 
“I have to go to him and tell him I’ve figured it out,” he said.  Nathan nodded his head.  “And hope that he doesn’t insist that you guys have to tell him without me telling you guys.”
 
“I think I know just how to spin it,” Nathan said.  It was because of Nathan’s ability to plan and spin that he had been Brandon’s campaign manager in his failed bid to become class president.  Brandon listened carefully as Nathan outlined his idea.
 
Brandon approached Markus right after school.  Marcus was never without his friends around him, so he knew he was going to have to talk about it in front of them.
 
“I’ve figured it out,” he said to Marcus.  “They’re never going to tell you because you never told them anything.  They just think I’m doing it to protect myself.”
 
“My friends here don’t know what you’re talking about, so catch them up,” Marcus said.
 
Brandon had to repeat most of what he had told Nathan, which resulted in a lot of laughing from Marcus’ friends and congratulations to Markus on a perfect trap.
 
“How many did you give before you figured it out?” Marcus asked.
 
Nathan had warned him not to lie, for if he got caught it would be worse, so as much as Marcus wanted to lie he told the truth.
 
“So keep going until you have given each of them four blowjobs,” Marcus said.  “Let’s see, that would be two each for Vince and Greg, and one for Simon, for a total of five.”
 
“And then you’ll take the chastity device off?” Brandon asked.
 
“Well, I would, but you tried to cheat and go behind my back to get the key.  There will be an extra punishment for that.  I’ll let you know about that after you get done with the first part.  Oh, and a couple of more conditions—first, you can give as many as you want, but I won’t count more than two per week, so it will take you three weeks to complete the task.”  Brandon frowned as he thought about what that meant to him but didn’t say anything.
 
“And second, I don’t trust you, so you need to have a witness.  Tell me when and where and I’ll have someone there to witness it.  And of course, it’s only fair that you reward the witness by giving him a blowjob too.”
 
Brandon felt tears forming but blinked them away, hoping Marcus wouldn’t notice them.  He would have to give ten more blowjobs and go another three weeks without the ability to jack off, and then there would be an extra punishment after that.
 
He needed to get this over with as quickly as possible, so he said “I’ll meet with Vince and Greg on my way home.”
 
Marcus turned to his friends and pointed first to DC Bowles.  DC had come up with the winning strategy for class president.  “Wanna blowjob tonight?”  When DC readily agreed, he next turned to Max “Mad Dog” Redman and asked the same question and got the same response.
 
“Your two witnesses will go with you then,” Marcus said.
 
“But I can do them at the same time, I only need one witness,” Brandon whined.
 
“They will both go with you.  If you choose to only suck one of them off that will be your choice, but it will only count as one for your total.  And now that I’ve offered them both a blowjob from you, you wouldn’t want me to look bad if one of them didn’t get one, so consider that when you make your decision.”
 
There was only onc correct choice, so Brandon led them to Vince’s house.  He had to explain what was happing and then wait for Greg to show up.  Once he arrived they went to Vince’s bedroom.  DC Bowles and Mad Dog made Vince and Greg strip completely naked and then laughed as Brandon struggled to get his friends hard and suck them off.  Then DC told Vince and Greg to leave the room—still naked.
 
“But, but, what happens if somebody else comes home?” Vince asked.
 
“What time does your first parent get home?” Mad Dog asked.
 
“Between 5 and 5:30.”
 
“We’ll be done and gone way before then.  Now get!  And stay naked or else! DC said to them.
 
“But my brother….”
 
Mad Dog pushed them both out of the room.  “We don’t care about your brother.  Unless you’d rather get locked out of the house I’d suggest you go hang out in the living room until we’re done.”
 
Brandon felt bad for his friends, but there was nothing he could do for them except try to hurry.  He went to DC Bowles first and reached for him.
 
“Hey, don’t touch!” DC said.  “Eager for it, huh?  Well, I’m going to make it last as long as I can.”  He dropped his shorts and let his dick out through the opening in his boxers.  He was already hard.  Brandon saw to his relieve that DC was more like Nathan than Vince or Greg, which explained why he didn’t want them in the room.  He felt sick doing it but went to work immediately.
 
Although he was trying to hold back, Brandon had learned a few tricks about giving blow jobs and it didn’t take too long before DC climaxed.  He shot more than Nathan but not as much as Vince.
 
He didn’t hesitate, but went directly over to Mad Dog, who had been reading a playboy he had found hidden in Vince’s room.  His dick was no match for his name, Brandon couldn’t even see any hair around it.  Mad Dog also had planned to hold off as long as he could but between getting his first ever blow job and the playboy he couldn’t make it last.
 
Vince and Greg were waiting nervously for Brandon to get done, knowing that Vince’s little brother would be home any minute.  They discussed how they would explain why they were naked in the living room and the best they came up with was a lost bet.  Just as they decided that Vince’s ten-year old brother Vic came home.  But Vic wasn’t alone, he had five friends with him, two of them girls.
 
Between fits of laughter Vic managed to ask, “What are you two doing?”
 
“We lost a bet,” Vince said.  He and Greg were trying to hide growing erections behind their hands.
 
“Well, you’re embarrassing my friends,” Vic said.  “We’ve got a project to work on, so get out of here.”
 
“We don’t mind,” one of the girls said.  “They can stay,” the other one added.
 
Nathan had just finished doing Mad Dog when they heard the laughter from the living room.  Mad Dog was busy putting his equipment back inside his pants in case anyone came into the room.  DC cracked the door open and looked out.  Once he heard what was going on he turned to Brandon and said, “Go out there tell your friends to stand in the center of the room with their hands behind their head for ten minutes, then you can let them come back up here and get dressed.”
 
“This wasn’t part of the deal,” Brandon said.
 
“You need us to witness this,” Mad Dog said.  “If you don’t do it we won’t tell Marcus you did.  It’s up to you.”
 
Brandon couldn’t allow that but also couldn’t be seen as the one who was humiliating his friends.  He went out and said, “Mad Dog said you have to stand there with your hands behind your head for ten minutes.  I’m going to set the timer on the microwave, when it goes off you can go back to your room and get dressed.”
 
He hated the way Vince looked at him but he went to the kitchen and was going to set the timer for 7 minutes but one of the boys followed him and told him to set it for 12.
 
“No, I was told 10 minutes and that’s what I going to do.  And if you change it you’d better hope that Mad Dog doesn’t mind or you might be joining them out there.”  He saw the boy’s face turn bright red and knew the kid wasn’t going to change it.  The kid turned and left and Brandon set the timer for 8 minutes and left through the back door.
 
He turned the corner at the back of the house and saw Mad Dog and DC leaving through the window in Vince’s room.  They were both giggling so hard they didn’t even notice him but instead turned and ran to the front yard.  Brandon slowly approached the next corner and saw that they were looking in through the front window.  They watched for a few seconds, giggled some more, and then ran off down the street.
 
Brandon immediately returned to the back door and turned off the timer.  Vince and Greg were standing there, each sporting erections, as the five kids made fun of them.
 
“They’re gone,” he said as he enter the living room.  “The timer’s off.  Go get dressed.”
 
“STOP!” yelled the boy who had wanted the timer set longer.  “I’ll tell if you leave early.”  He looked at Vince and Greg and then at Brandon.  “So set the timer for 20 minutes and then come out here and get naked and join them.”
 
Brandon’s heart fell, but it was Vince’s brother who save them.
 
“No,” he said to his friend.  “We’ve got a project to work on and they’ve suffered enough.”  He turned to his brother and said, “Go get dressed.”
 
“Then I’ll tell,” the boy said, but the other five kids all overruled him and said they would tell he was lying if he did tell.  “And then I’ll bet we get to see you standing there for 20 minutes totally naked,” Vic said.
 
The kid relented but came up with one more idea.  “What if we just made him stand here naked until they’re dressed?”  That got immediate agreement from the other kids and Vic gave in.  “Do it,” Vic said to Brandon.  “They have to stand there until you’re naked and then they can leave.”
 
Brandon quickly stripped and soon revealed to the group that he was wearing the chastity belt.  Even his Vince and Greg hadn’t known about it and stared at it for a few seconds before running to Vince’s room to get dressed.  While they were gone Brandon had to answer all the usual questions from kids who had no idea what it was.  All while his dick was painfully trying to straighten out and get hard, but was trapped inside the plastic cover.
 
Brandon’s friends dressed as quickly as they could and came back to the living room, allowing Brandon to get dressed.  Then they left with Branden and on his walk home he told them the whole story.
 
“You mean we have to endure that again?” Vince said.
 
“I won’t bring them to your house again, we’ll go someplace more private,” Brandon said.
 
“I don’t think I want a blowjob from you if one of Marcus’ friends are around no matter where we do it,” Greg said.
 
Brandon burst into tears.  “Then I’ll never get this thing off.  You trying going for weeks without being able to jack off or even touch your dick.”  Nobody said anything for a few minutes as they continued walking.  Brandon’s got himself under control and said, “I’ll talk to Marcus and see if I can just do his friends and leave you guys out of it completely.  I’m sorry for what happened.”
 
“I’ll do it,” Greg said.  He looked at Vance and said, “Brandon is trapped.  He tried to help us.”   He looked at Brandon and said, “But still, talk to Marcus and see if maybe you can just, you know, do it to us.”
 
The next day at school Brandon was looking for Marcus when Mad Dog found him.  “Marcus wants to see you.  Right now.”  Mad Dog didn’t look happy as he led Brandon to Marcus.
 
Before Brandon could say anything Marcus said, “Look, my guys acted out without permission and they will be punished suitably for it.   To make up for their bad decisions I’ll let you complete your first task next week instead of extending it into the following week.  And the witness will not do anything except witness.  What happened yesterday won’t happen again.”
 
“Vince said he won’t do it,” Brandon said.  “I told him I needed him to but he was really angry with me for what happened.”
 
“Okay, I understand that.  Talk to him, tell him he has my assurance nothing like that will happen again.  If he still says no then I’ll add a few weeks to your time and find a replacement for him.”
 
Brandon went to his locker, where Nathan, Simon, Vince, and Greg were waiting for him.  Brandon told them what Marcus had said, and with some persuasion Vince agreed to do it again.  “I need to get this over with, would the three of you be willing to do it together?” he said to all except Nathan.  They were each embarrassed to think that the other two would see them, but they supported Brandon.
 
Brandon set up the event to take place at Simon’s house.  Simon’s siblings were both girls and were both away at college so they would not be interrupted.  Marcus said that Mad Dog and DC would not be there to witness but two others would.
 
The boys met at Simon’s house right after school and a few minutes later another of Marcus’ friends, Dave Banner showed up.  Dave said that Jace Walter was coming too.  After just a few minutes wait, Jace arrived and was time for Brandon to get to work. 
 
Dave turned to Brandon and said, “You can take your friends one at a time in the bed room, all you have to do is leave the door open so we can see.  When you’ve finished doing your friends you can do me and Jace.”
 
Knowing that Vince was the most on edge Brandon chose him first, followed by Greg.  Dave Banner was a small kid, but tough enough to be one of Marcus’ friends, so Brandon chose him next.  He got an unpleasant surprise when Dave exposed himself—he was the most developed of all the boys Brandon had sucked off.  His dick was much longer and thicker and his groin was covered with hair.  And Brandon was unable to hold all of his cum in his mouth so it leaked out and dripped down his chin.
 
After him, Jace Walter was easy.  He was no more developed than Greg and he was so eager that it was over in seconds.
 
Embarrassed but finally done with the first task, Brandon was looking forward to the next day to find out what was in store for him with the second task that he had to complete in order to get the belt off.
 
 






 

   
   
(The End)