Getting Boys Naked Chapter 3 Part 1
by Aldric

Copyright 2006 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This story is entirely fictional. No animals were harmed in the writing of this story. The creation of this story did not contribute (greatly) to global warming. It is intended for adults only. You can send comments or constructive criticism to [email protected]. This story has been copyrighted by the author.

This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as such.
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Chapter 3: Elijah 1

The subject of the GBN group was at that moment walking through the neighborhood. He'd much rather be riding his bike, but had gotten a spanking from his mother just before he left for work and sitting on the seat of a bike didn't sound like a good idea at the time.

He remembered the first spanking he had gotten from his mother. It had been three years ago, and Gwen and her little brother Lloyd were visiting. Elijah had told Lloyd not to touch any of his stuff, but the little brat just couldn't keep his hands off stuff. When Lloyd grabbed something off the shelf Elijah lost control and punched Lloyd in the stomach, knocking him down. The little dweb fell over crying and Elijah's mom came running in.

"Elijah, what am I going to do with you?" she had shouted.

"Once my brother did that to a boy younger than him and my mom spanked him," Gwen proudly stated. "He never did it again."

"Maybe that's exactly what Elijah needs," his mom said, and she grabbed him and spanked him right there in front of Gwen.

Since then the spanking had grown progressively worse. Starting last year they were given on his bare butt, even if his little sister was around to watch. And now his mom had started using a brush instead of her hand. And Elijah always blamed Gwen for planting the idea in his mom's head.

Every third week his mom had to work second shift which meant that she was gone from thee in the afternoon until eleven at night. And every other week his sister had swim meets. When the meet was away, she stayed with a friend. That gave him roughly one night a month when he was home alone. And he always finished those nights with a ring-and- run on Gwen's doorbell. They didn't know who it was, but it gave him some satisfaction anyway. And tonight was one of those nights.

It was about the twentieth he had done it. He nearly always chose a different night and different times just to keep them guessing. This was about the earliest he had done it, but it still worked. He could hear the door opening as he got around the corner of the hedge and made the short jog to his house.

As always, he kicked off his shoes and dropped his shorts off as he ran in the house. The thought of Gwen always made him horny and his routine ended with a masturbation session right after ringing the bell and running.

He was really into it and almost ready to shoot when his front door opened and someone ran in.

"What the hell?" he asked as he leaned over the back of the couch. Lloyd was running through the living room towards him. He tried to stuff his boner back inside his boxers, irritated at being interrupted right before the finish.

"You can't come running in here like that! This is my house!" he yelled at Lloyd.

"I was outside and I saw you. I know it was you whose been ringing our doorbell. It sure makes Gwen mad when you do it. Too bad you didn't wait a few minutes longer or she would have been in the shower."

Thinking of Gwen running out of the shower to answer the doorbell in just a towel was almost enough to cause Elijah to make a mess in his shorts. "Yeah, too bad for that I guess. You're not going to tell on me, are you?"

"Oh, hell no. I love seeing her get so pissed. And you did it once when she was in the shower and her towel almost fell off at the door. I laughed about that for weeks. Why don't you wait a few minutes and go back and do it again?"

Elijah had turned sideways in the couch to hide his erection. "I don't know, I've never done it twice in one night before. Besides, I don't feel like getting dressed again."

"So just go in your boxers. Its dark out and there's no moon so nobody will see you. I'll bet she answers with just a towel on again since she knows that I'm out. In fact, she'll probably think it's me doing it. She has no idea it's been you all this time."

The thought of seeing Gwen in just a towel was too great a temptation. Holding his hand over his boner, Elijah got up and looked outside. To do it in his boxers would add a new level of play. But he had to get rid of Lloyd first so that he could come home and enjoy it.

"I'll tell you what," Elijah said, "you wait over there in the bushes and I'll ring the door. Then we'll give her a few minutes and I'll watch while you ring it again."

Lloyd quickly agreed and took off to his hiding spot. With a last look around to see if anyone was watching, Elijah strode outside. He decided he would run to the hedges and turn around there and see if Lloyd was right. He moved as quietly as he could onto the porch. There was a dull red glow from the corner, but Elijah ignored it as he pushed the door bell and ran.

Having socks on instead of shoes almost caused him to slip and fall, which would have been disastrous, but he managed to get around the hedge just as the lights came on and the door opened.

"Lloyd, I know that's you. Get inside this instant, you're in big trouble," Gwen called. "Come on, I can see you over there in the bushes, now get inside." The top of the towel opened, nearly giving Elijah a view of her breasts, but she turned and went back inside before he could see anything.

But the plan had worked perfectly. Gwen had opened the door with just a towel on, and even better yet she had blamed her brother. And now Elijah could go home and enjoy himself. This time he made sure to lock the door.

The next morning Elijah is woken by his mom hollering at him to come out to the kitchen. He gets out of bed and sees it's already nine in the morning. His thoughts of Gwen had kept him busy several times last night.

Elijah goes to the bathroom before going to see what his mother is upset about. He walks in and sees Gwen sitting with his mom at the table. Since he's still wearing just his boxers, he turns and runs.

"Damn it mom, you can't invite girls over here without warning me," he yells as he runs back to his room.

Elijah, mom starts to apologize for Elijah's behavior, but Gwen cuts him off.

"Actually, I've seen him before in just his boxers," she says. "It's the reason why I'm here." She hands a video tape to Elijah's mother. "We've been having a problem with people ring our doorbell and running away so we installed a camera with night vision capability. It captures a really good image."

Elijah's mom popped the tape into the VCR and turns it on just as Elijah comes out of his room, this time fully dressed. "What is this?" he asked.

He didn't get an answer so he sat down next to his mom to watch. A few seconds went by on the tape and then a pair of white socks appeared in the bottom of the image. The socks move closer and a very clear image of Elijah was framed.

"As you can see, it's the same pair of boxers he was wearing this morning," Gwen said. She picked up the remote control and said "and if I freeze it right about here, you can see something else that's kind of disturbing." The image froze as Gwen pressed the pause key and it was obvious the front of Elijah's boxers were tented out. Gwen stopped the tape.

"You're sick!" his mother said.

"But mom, I didn't…"

"You aren't going to try and tell me you didn't do it, are you? Because your face is clearly shown, as is another part of your anatomy.

"But it was Lloyd's idea," Elijah pleaded. "He told me to do it."

"I told you if you didn't learn from the hair brush I would go to a cane. Now you're going to find out that I meant it. Get undressed and get in position."

"Mom, please, not with Gwen here." The look of real terror was clear on Elijah's face.

"Uh, Mrs. Krome, if I may, I have an idea that may work better."

Mrs. Krome had gone to the closet and returned with a cane that was about four feet long and tapered to a point. It looked like it was made from bamboo and it flexed as she swung it through the air. But she paused and looked first at Elijah and then at Gwen.

"Lord knows nothing else has worked. I'd hate to beat him with this, but I need something to keep him from going from bad to worse. What do you have in mind?"

"My mom had some trouble with Lloyd, my brother, and she found this process that really worked well. It's kind of different, and you may not approve, but it really worked on Lloyd. I'll go get it and be back in a second."

Gwen came back as quick as she could. She had the collar, a controller, and the information she had downloaded from the web. Lloyd had come back with her. When Mrs. Krome let them in they saw Elijah standing against the wall, his pants and underpants around his ankles and four red welts across his backside.

Gwen did her best to ignore Elijah and explained the process. She demonstrated it on Lloyd, who acknowledged that while painful it wasn't horrible. She put the collar on herself and allowed Lloyd to use the controller, and then she offered Mrs. Krome to experience it. Mrs. Krome tried quick shocks on settings two, four, and six before taking it off.

"The collar locks on, and only you have the key. He can't remove it. As you felt for yourself the shocks don't cause lasting pain or leave a mark. And like you, my mother had to go to work so she explained several rules to me and let me and two of my friends take over the training of Lloyd here. We're experienced at it, and will to take on training Elijah. And we're cheaper than a babysitter, we only want five dollars an hour and guarantee our results. If your not satisfied with the improvement in one week we will refund all your money and you can go back to using the cane."

"I don't need a babysitter mom, especially one only a few months older than me. I promise, I'll never do it again," Elijah said.

"Let me see you demonstrate how it works and how well he'll listen to you. I'm not sure this simple device will work on my boy," Elijah's mother said.

As they moved closer, Elijah jumped sideways to get away but his mother was ready for it. She grabbed him in a bear hug and told Gwen to put the collar on him. Elijah did everything to prevent it but in the end the collar was attached and the lock applied. Gwen gave to key to Elijah's mother. During the struggle she had been very aware that Elijah had an erection but did her best to ignore it, knowing she'd have time for that later.

"Frankly Mrs. Krome, I'd feel more comfortable if he was allowed to get dressed," Gwen said, trying to sound sincere.

Mrs. Krome nodded her head and told Elijah to go and dress again.

"Be back here in three minutes," Gwen said to him.

Elijah said something under his breath but ran off to his room. He came back within the allowed time but looked more defiant now that he was dressed. But Gwen ignored him for now.

"Lloyd, is what he said true? Did you encourage him to run over to our house and ring our bell?"

Lloyd hung his head. "Yeah, I did it." He looked Elijah's mom in the eyes and said "I'm sorry Mrs. Krome. It was my idea, not Elijah's."

"And what else do you need to do now?" Gwen asked her brother.

"I need to go home and tell mom what I did. Goodbye Mrs. Krome. Goodbye Elijah, I'm sorry I got you into trouble." Lloyd left and headed home.

"You made him like that?" Mrs. Krome asked Gwen.

"It really didn't take that long. He now takes responsibility for his actions and if he does wrong and gets caught he accepts his punishment without complaint. And my mom and I can ask him a question and get a truthful answer. He's not emasculated; he's still a boy and still does things wrong. But he doesn't swear anymore and he's in better control of his behavior than ever before."

"Well Gwen, if you can do that with Elijah here, I'll gladly pay you for the effort. But I think you're going to find Elijah here is a bit more of a challenge than your brother was."

"The hell with that," Elijah said, "I'm not going to be trained like I was a dog or something. I'm out of here. Let's see just what the range is on that thing." Elijah took off for the front door.

He made it to the street, but by then Gwen had the controller on position three and was holding the button down. She was a little worried because they had tested the range on Lloyd and it wasn't much more than a few houses. Elijah was more than half that distance already. She was thinking about going to position four when Elijah finally gave up.

"Alright, I give up; please stop it!" he begged, grabbing at the front of the collar trying to pull it away from his neck. Gwen held the button down until he dropped to his knees. When she stopped the shocks she told him to come back inside. When he did she decided to let him know what his choices were.

"Look, Elijah, you can work with me or your mother. This is how I teach you. But you don't want to listen to me? Then tell your mother you were bad and ask her to use the cane on you again."

When he didn't say anything she gave him a quick jolt from position two.

"Mom, I, uh,…"

Mommy, I was bad, please use the cane on me again," Gwen said. Another burst from position two emphasized her command.

"Mommy, I was bad, please use the cane on me again." Elijah's voice was so low he could barely be heard.

"Louder, so she doesn't have to struggle to hear you. And tell her you're sorry she has to punish you again so soon."

"Mom, I'm …"

"Mommy!" Gwen said, giving him another quick jolt.

"Mommy, I'm sorry you have to punish me again already, but I was bad and you need to use the cane on me."

Tears were streaming down Elijah's face as he started to unbuckle his pants for another canning.

"I think since I'm here it would be better if he left his pants on," Gwen said. But then she changed her mind. "Or maybe just his boxers, he didn't seem to mind running around the yard wearing those last night."

Mrs. Krome agreed immediately and decided then and there that she had placed her son in the proper hands. She offered the cane to Gwen, and was pleasantly surprised when Gwen refused. Leaving Elijah to go to work that afternoon was going to be a lot easier.

During the day Gwen met with Elijah's sister Ellen to give her some idea of what was planned and see what her reaction was. Ellen was twelve and it was hard to guess how she would react to the plan. If she came away with a feeling that Ellen wouldn't allow them to have the fun they wanted then they were going to have to make other plans. But Ellen reacted enthusiastically towards everything that Gwen described. "That bully has it coming to him" she said. She had a swim meet but said she would be home by five and would be looking forward to a few hours of entertainment before bed. She asked if she could invite a friend or two over but Gwen decided it was too soon.

That afternoon before Mrs. Krome left for work Brandy and Nicole joined Gwen in telling her they would soon have a different Elijah for her to come home to.

"If you have any problems that you want me correct with the cane, just tell me about them in the morning," she said as she was leaving, loud enough for Elijah to hear.

Once she was gone the three girls wasted no time. They had Elijah cornered in the kitchen. "Strip!" Brandy ordered.

"I'm not doing nothing like that and you can't make—awwww—okay, stop, I'll do it," Elijah said.

"That was position two, there are six in total. But we'd rather you do what we tell you because we tell you to instead of because we can make you do it," Nicole said.

Elijah removed his shirt and shorts, but paused. "Do I have to go all the way?" he asked in a little boy voice.

"Yes, all the way. Shoes, socks, underpants, everything. We want to see you naked," answered Brandy.

He blushed, but didn't want another shock. He bent over and pretended to struggle with a knot in his shoe in order to delay, but Gwen bent down and pulled the knot free. He took off his socks and paused again.

"Do you want to get shocked again?" Brandy asked him.

"No, but why do I have to do this? I promise, I'll do what you say. Just not this."

"You'll do what we say no matter what it is," Gwen told him. "And you won't get that collar off until you convince your mother that you are a nice, pleasant young man. Now get them off."

Still he hesitated hoping for a way out—any way out that didn't involve stripping naked for three girls in his class.

"See this here?" Brandy showed him the remote. "I've moved the setting to position four. You're crossing a line you really don't want to cross. Positions four, five, and six get worse a lot faster than one, two and three do." Thanks to some rewiring by Lloyd that wasn't true but Lloyd assured them that the threat of the shock being worse was more than enough. Elijah quickly proved him to be right.

Having endured position three before he had no desire to try position four. He had no choice but to remove his shorts. As soon as they were off he saw Brandy's finger move over the button that would shock him and he quickly pulled his boxers down and stepped out of them.

His penis, which was fully erect and poking at the ceiling, was about the same length as Tyler's had been but it was a good deal thicker. The girls were surprised that he didn't really have much more hair than Lloyd had. As they watched, a thin stream of precum leaked out of the tip and hung down to his knees.

"What does that taste like?" Nicole asked, pointing at the trail.

"Huh? Oh my god!" Elijah tried to cover up.

"Put your hands to your sides," Brandy commanded. "Nicole asked you a question, what does that stuff that you now have on your hand taste like?"

"I don't know," he said and Brandy immediately jolted him with a burst from position one.

"I don't know, honest," he said as he began to cry. "I've never tasted it so I don't know what it tastes like."

Gwen was amazed. They had only been at him for fifteen minutes and already they had him naked and crying. There didn't seem to be any limit to what they could do with him. "Then now's the time to find out. Play with yourself and then lick your hands clean," she told him.

"I, I, I, uh, I can't…" Brandy gave him a five second jolt. "Please, I don't want to have to do that in front of …" Brandy gave him a ten second jolt this time. As soon as the shock stopped he began to stoke his dick. "Please don't make me do it," he said, but as long as he was stroking Brandy let him go.

It was soon obvious that he was ready. The girls had watched Lloyd several times and knew exactly what signs showed a boy was on the verge of shooting.

"Catch it all in your left hand" Gwen said.

Elijah shuddered but moved his left hand into position. Unlike Tyler or Lloyd, when Elijah reached climax he shot several globs of thick cum shoot into his hand.

"Now lick your hand clean," Gwen told him.

Elijah looked at the mess in his hand with disgust but a movement of Brandy's hand helped him get started.

"So, how does it taste?" Nicole asked him.

"I don't know," he started but another quick jolt changed his mind. "It's salty. It doesn't taste like anything." He was beginning to cry again.

"Oh, stop that now," Nicole said. "You turn fourteen in two months. You just finished eighth grade. You don't want everyone in high school next year to know you still cry, do you? Go to the bathroom and wipe your face."

Elijah walked to the bathroom and started to close the door but Brandy told him to leave it open.

"But I have to pee," he said as he pushed it closed.

The three girls were there as soon as the door closed. They barged right in and saw Elijah standing over the toilet. They gathered around him.

"You know the thing my brother hated the most? Having to pee while we watched. And when he started to get used to that then we made him pee while one of us held his penis. How do you feel about that?" Gwen asked.

"Uh, I can't pee when somebody is watching," he said.

"Okay then for now. My brother felt the same way but he got over it. But if you don't need to pee then let's go back to the living room and play a game."

Elijah did need to pee, but he just couldn't with three girls watching him and it was obvious they weren't going to leave. He let them lead him the living room.

"Now we've done a lot of research and talked to a lot of people who know you. We actually know a lot about you already." They hadn't actually done any research but this was the approach they decided to take. "We're going to ask you some questions and we want truthful answers. If we already know the answer and you lie you'll be punished severely. Since you don't know which questions we know the answer to you had better be honest in answering all of them."

Elijah was visibly nervous as Brandy held her finger right over the button to activate the shocking. He couldn't see what position she had it set to.

"First question: How long is your penis when it's hard?" Lloyd had assured them that every boy measured his penis. And that every boy would probably lie about it.

"Uh, five and a half inches," Elijah said.

"We're going to measure it later and if it isn't that long then you'll pay a painful price," Nicole said.

"I haven't measured it in weeks," he said.

"So it might be longer than that now?"

"Or maybe a little shorter," he said, looking down at the floor.

"First, stop looking at the floor. Make eye contact with whomever is speaking to you, whether it's one of us, your sister, or your mother." Gwen waited until he looked up at her. "Second, did you lie about how long it is?"

Elijah hesitated. He started to look down but a quick movement by Brandy made him look back up again. Gwen began to realize they didn't even need to shock him anymore, just the movement towards the button made him respond.

"Yeah, I lied. It's really just barely over five inches."

The girls remained quiet for a few seconds. Then Gwen said "you're sister asked if she could invite a bunch of her friends over tonight. I told her to go ahead unless I called her and said otherwise. Once she leaves for home it will be too late to tell her not to bring them along. I'll let you slid with one lie because it was your first question, but if you lie to us again then in addition to your punishment I will refuse to make that call and you'll have plenty of additional company tonight."

"My, my, sister is going to see me? Like this?" he stammered as his face turned bright red.

"Of course she is. Now focus, you don't have a lot of time and we have many questions. Besides us, what other girls have seen you naked in the last year?"

"Uh, Julie Barns. And my cousin."

"You cousin? We didn't know about that," Gwen said. Actually, the news that Julie Barns had seen him naked was news too but they let him believe they already knew about that. "How did your cousin happen to see you naked?"

"Um, her brother pantsed me in their pool." Elijah looked down and Brandy gave him a quick jolt to remind him to make eye contact.

"What girls have you seen naked?"

"Uh, my sister, and …"

"Your sister? She didn't say anything about that to us so we can presume she didn't know you saw her?"

"No, it wasn't like that; it was years ago. She was like five or six years old."

"Okay, sorry for interrupting you. Go on, but just girls you've seen naked in the last year or two."

"Uh, just Julie Barns."

Gwen knew they were going to have to learn more about that, but that would come later. "How many boys have you seen naked in the last year or two?"

"I don't know." His hands shot to his neck as soon as he saw Brandy move her hand. "All the boys in gym class for the last two years. The boys on my basket ball team. Some kids in scouts. I didn't keep count. Lots of boys." He was close to panicking.

Gwen realized it was a dumb question and nodded at Nicole to continue.

"Do you have any pictures of naked girls or women in your room?" Nicole asked.

"Yes," he said, wanting to look down but remembering to keep eye contact.

"Let's go have a look at them," Nicole said. They followed him to his room.

His room was completely different than Lloyd's room. Instead of electronic gadgets his room was filled with sports objects—balls of every type, pictures of him in basket ball and baseball uniforms, trophies, and banners. And unlike Lloyd's room, this one didn't have as much of a disagreeable smell. There were no dirty clothes on the floor and the bed was made.

Elijah reached between his mattress and box springs and pulled out three Playboys and Hustler magazine. Next he went to his closet and pulled some clippings from out of a shoebox. Finally he opened a drawer and dug to the bottom until he pulled out a pad of paper. In the back pages were some hand-drawn images of naked girls. The drawings were actually quit well done.

"Those you can keep, they're more like art," Nicole said regarding the drawings. "The rest of it goes on your mother's bed."

"No, please," he whimpered, "she'll use the cane on me again."

Brandy hit him with a short burst of electricity. "Stop crying or complaining every time one of us tells you to do something."

"Were you listening when my you said my brother dared you to run to my house in your boxers?" Gwen asked. When he nodded she continued, "Then that is what we expect out of you. If you did something wrong you owe up to it and take what ever punishment it deserves. Your mother might cane you, but it's more likely she will consider what we did to you as punishment enough. And it will be better if you tell her you had those and we told you to give them up. I don't think she'll be too hard on you for that."

"Does my mom know that you're keeping me naked? Or that my sister's friends are going to see me?" He was on the verge of crying again.

"Your mother approved of everything we're doing. If you think the cane is better than go ahead and complain to her because we'll take the collar off and leave you to her punishment. If that's what you want." Gwen was walking a thin line here since his mother didn't suspect nudity played any role in the training. But she hoped that by making him think she knew about it he would be too embarrassed and too scared to bring it up.

"Next question. Have you ever touched a girl's vagina?" It was Brandy's turn to ask.

Elijah turned red but answered the question. "Just Julie Barns."

"Have you ever touched another boy's penis?"

This time his face turned a much deeper shade of red and even his ears seemed to light up. He shook his head no.

"Oh come on; don't do this to yourself. Do you want your sister's friends to see you like this? The answer is written all across your face so tell us about it."

"Johnny Wessermon. It was last year at Boy Scout camp. We just kind of held each other's uh, thing."

"Come on, the rest of it. You didn't turn that bright a red just because you held a boy's penis."

"We both were hard and we played with each other's thing until we shoot. But it was just the one time. I'm not gay!"

Lloyd had told them that sexual play between boys was not that unusual so the girls weren't shocked by Elijah's admission.

"I guess that's enough for now," Gwen said. "I'll give your sister a call and tell her no friends tonight."

"Who cleans your room?" Brandy asked as Gwen left.

"My mom."

"Not anymore. From now on you will keep it at least this clean. That means making your bed every morning and dusting every week and vacuuming the carpet twice a week. And for as long as you have that collar on you will make your sister's bed and offer to make your mom's."

"How long do I have to wear this collar?"

"That's up to you. When you can do what you're told to do without whining or complaining and you can owe up to things you do wrong then we'll test you. If you pass the test we'll tell your mom to take if off. But remember, if you screw up the collar can go back on as quickly as it comes off."

"I'm ready for the test now. I'll do what you want."

"There is no way anyone would believe that we could change you in two hours. You've got a lot more pain coming before we agree to test you so get used to it."

Gwen had only stepped out into the hall. Since she had previously told Ellen not to bring friends over she didn't need to call but it helped that Elijah didn't know that.

"Ellen will be home in a few minutes. She's disappointed she couldn't bring her friends over, but I'm sure she'll get over it. Go wait for her and when she comes in greet her nicely and offer to carry her bag in. Then you can help us with dinner."

"Do I have to be naked when she comes home?"

"See?" said Nicole "That's what I was talking about earlier. Instead of just saying 'yes' to Gwen you have to bother her with a stupid question. Don't you think if she wanted you to get dressed she would have told you so by now?"

Elijah waited for his sister to come home, dreading the moment when she did. "I still have to pee," he said after a few minutes.

"Wait for your sister to get home. She'll want to watch too," Brandy said.

Elijah shivered at the thought.