Three Days Day 1
by Aldric
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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Three Days: The Beginning

"So what's there to do around here?" Pete asked the two boys he had just met. His parents had just moved here and he was learning his way around but so far he had been bored out of his mind. It was hot and humid outside and he didn't see many kids around. He was hoping to make at least a few friends because his thirteenth birthday was coming up in just over two weeks and he didn't want to celebrate it with just his older sister and younger brother, he wanted friends there. He had just come back from riding his bike when he heard two boys playing in the yard behind his house and ran back to meet them.

"Not much," said Greg, the older of the two boys. When they introduced each other Greg had told Pete he had just turned twelve. "Me and Cody hang around and play. We have a game we play sometimes when its hot like today, you can join us if you want."

"What kind of game? Pete asked.

"We uh, kind of get together and sometimes get another kid to play too to make it more fun. We play, uh, like cards..."

"We play strip poker," Cody said. Cody was eleven and full of energy. He never seemed to stop moving. "There's an empty house that's for sale next to Greg's house and we sneak in there and play."

"Just the two of you? You play strip poker with just each other?" Pete asked, pulling his long blond hair out of his eyes.

"Yeah, well like Greg said, there isn't a lot else to do. And we get other kids to play when we can. But it's what happens if you lose that makes it more fun," Cody said with a smile. "But we aren't telling what happens unless you agree to play."

Pete had never played strip poker before, in fact he had never played poker before, but he was so bored that he decided to at least try. Besides, he was older than the two boys and that would give him an advantage, or so he thought. Besides, he wanted to find out what happened when one lost and the only way he was going to find out was to play.

"I've never played poker before. Is it hard?"

"Naw, we'll practice a few hands first. It's easy. So are you planning on playing?" Greg asked.

"Yeah, I'll try it. I'm not sure about taking my clothes off though. Can't we just play for fun?"

"It's boring unless you have something to lose," Cody said. "What's the matter, you too chicken to be seen naked by us?"

"No, I'm not chicken. It just seems weird is all. I haven't been seen naked by anyone but my doctor in years."

"Don't worry; it's no big deal. Losing is embarrassing, but it's better than sitting around watching the grass turn brown. If you want to play, meet us at that house over there after supper, say about six thirty. Come around to the back and we'll let you in." Greg pointed to a house where the grass hadn't been cut in over a week.

After Pete left for his house, Greg and Cody went to Cody's house and looked up his mom's schedule. "See, just like I said; she's showing the house tonight at eight. We have to time it just right to get it to work."

"You really think we can trap him outside naked?" Greg asked.

"If we have some luck. We just need to get him naked on the roof just before my mom shows up. If we can do that then we've got him. And since he's new, maybe we can set a new record. We kept Cory naked for almost two days; I say we try to better that. Let's see just how long we can go and where we can get him. I'll bring my mom's extra master key and meet you there at six so we can get set up, okay?"

"Okay, but we'd better not get caught. I'm still in trouble for hitting my sister; I don't want to get grounded. Hey, that reminds me, my sister can help too. When she found out about Cory she was mad at me for not telling her and letting her see him. We can make sure she sees the new kid." Greg outlined his plan with Cody.

They saw Pete cutting across the back yard right on time and went to the back door to let him in. "Remember," Cody said just before Greg opened the door, "don't drink out of the blue cup. That's the one I put the tranquilizer in."

"Alright, I'll remember. You sure it's safe? We don't want to have to call an ambulance for him."

"My father prescribes them for some of his kids that see him, so I know the right dose. It will just cloud his judgment a little and relax him some. He'll think and react slower which makes it easier for us to manipulate him. It also affects his short term memory; just like with Cory he won't be sure if he's remembering something that happened or remembering a dream."

They let Pete in and explained the basic rules of poker and played a few practice hands. Cody poured each of them some pop he had brought. "To bad tonight is just pop, sometimes we sneak a little booze to go with it," he said. "So are you ready to start playing for real?" He put the cups down and handed the blue one to Pete.

"Yeah, I guess, but what happens to the loser?" Pete asked, still uncomfortable with the idea he might have to be naked in front of the other two boys.

"The first time you end up naked, nothing, you just have to stand there for a few seconds. The second time you are naked you have to go out the back door and run around that tree back there. But if you end up naked a third time, you have to go out the bathroom window upstairs and lie on the roof and beat off. You're lucky tonight; the two girls who live next door aren't home. Otherwise you might have an audience while you do it."

"You mean you go out naked and play with yourself where girls can see you?"

"Yeah, I've had to do it three times, and Cody twice. It's not as bad as you think though because we don't do it till after dark and the girls can't really see much. But they know what we're doing so it's still pretty scary," Greg said. "But not tonight because like Cody said they aren't home and nobody else can see. But it's still spooky, so you don't want to lose."

Greg was already dealing the cards. They had a simple betting system, an ante of one item of clothing, a maximum bet of two and a maximum raise of two. Pete was wearing a pair of tan shorts and a blue polo shirt and asked if the others were wearing extra clothes. They took inventory and Cody pulled off his shirt since he was the only one wearing an undershirt. That left each boy with two shoes, two socks, a shirt, pants, and underwear.

The deck was marked and both Greg and Cody knew every card Pete had in his hand. By a previous agreement, Cody deliberately lost, being the first to become naked. At the end of the last hand he pulled off his briefs and flung them across the room.

Pete's curiosity made him look. He had never seen a naked boy other than himself. Cody's dick was shorter then his, hanging down across his balls. It wasn't more than two inches long, and Cody had been circumcised, as had Pete.

"If he loses everything again, he has to run around the tree," Greg said as he and Pete put the clothes they had lost back on. "But I don't think he really minds. Once he went three times even though he didn't have to."

"Why not? Nobody can see you," Cody said as he retrieved his underpants.

"Yeah, but you did it before it even got dark out," Greg answered.

The next round Pete was down to just his boxers and getting very nervous. Cody was in his pants still and Greg hadn't even lost his shirt yet. Pete looked at his hand and saw two kings and three little cards. "I'll bet one," he said.

"Hey, don't forget the ante. You can keep the boxers on for now if you're shy, but if you bet and lose the extra carries over to the next hand. That means that you would start the next game with one shoe off already," Greg said.

Pete considered this new rule, but felt he needed to bet on the kings anyway and told Greg he understood.

Greg and Cody both called and they each took three cards. Pete had picked up two ten's and a six, giving him two pair. `I'll bet one more," he said.

Greg could see from the back of Pete's cards that he was beat so he folded, taking off his shirt and pants to make up for the ante and the previous bet. Cody had three fives, and he said "I see your one and raise you one more."

Pete tried to decide what to do. His brain seemed kind of sluggish tonight, but he was far more relaxed than he thought he would be. If he folded, he would be naked and start out the next game without his shoes. If he called and lost, it would mean a sock as well. But he had two pair, and Cody had bluffed him into folding twice already. "I'll see you and raise one more," he said.

Cody called and showed his hand. "Too bad, you had a nice hand, but I had a nicer one. You need to show us what you're so ashamed of and next game you start with just shirt, pants, and boxers."

"I'm not that ashamed," Pete said, but he was. He stood up but couldn't pull his boxers down. While he was thinking about it Greg helped him out by reaching over and pulling them down for him.

"There, it's done and we've seen your dick. That wasn't so bad now, was it?" He was already dealing out the next hand.

Pete's face turned bright red and he quickly pulled his boxers back up and collected his pants and shirt. He looked at Cody, who hadn't even looked up at him. He decided it really wasn't worth being embarrassed; the other two boys didn't seem to care.

But starting out in the hole hurt him, and Pete ended up naked again just three hands later. This time he had to take the boxers off and leave the house. "You aren't going to lock me out or anything, are you?"

"We did do that to one other kid once, but we won't do it to you. We'll even leave the door open. Don't think about it or you'll get more scared. The best advice I can give you is to just go and get it over with," Greg said.

As Pete ran out the door Greg asked Cody "How are we doing on time?"

"You need to lose the next round, but bet high so it doesn't take too long. Then we get him on the round after that."

It was still light out and Pete swore he heard giggling from somewhere as he rounded the tree but there was no one in sight. He hurried back inside as quickly as he could and re-dressed.

As planned, Greg lost the next round, and once again Pete just had to look. Greg's dick was longer and fatter than Cody's, about the same size that Pete's was. He had slightly more hair than Pete did however.

They dressed and started the next round. This time, without Pete noticing, they both were paying close attention to the back of his cards and the time. Luck was with them for Pete lost the hand that drove him naked about five minutes before they expected Cody's mom to show up with the clients to show the house.

"Okay, Pete, you're the big loser tonight. I'll show you where you have to go and the rule is you can't come back inside until you pop," Greg said, taking the now very embarrassed Pete upstairs. He directed him to the bathroom and opened the window. There was no screen on the outside. "See, it's not steep or anything, and the window where the girls live is dark. All you have to do is go out there and beat off."

Pete was uncomfortable, but he had made the bets and lost. But still, to beat off outside under the stars was a scary thought. "You sure nobody can see?"

"I'm positive, I've been out there naked myself. At least for your first turn it's mostly dark; the first time I had to do this it was like noon. I'll stay right here, and I won't close the window and lock you out. But I won't let you back in until you shoot."

Pete reluctantly climbed out, keeping as low as he could. He sat down next to the window, but found he couldn't get it hard with Greg watching. "Can't you just trust me and go back downstairs? I won't cheat."

"Yeah, I guess. You're lucky I came up here instead of Cody. He talks all the time, and loudly too. It's real distracting."

Pete could hear Greg's footsteps leaving the bathroom, but Greg came running back a moment later and jumped out the window, pulling it closed behind him. "The realtor is coming to show the house, I didn't have time to get back downstairs. Cody had already grabbed everything and was running. We'll have to wait until they leave. You'd better get up here above the window in case they look out."

Now Pete really felt exposed. He could see lights coming on downstairs and people moving around. The light in the bathroom came on and he and Greg could hear them talking.

The realtor allowed the people time to look around, and then noticed the window was unlocked. "This must have been left open last time the house was shown," she said as she flipped the latch over. "The bedrooms are right this way," she said as she left the bathroom.

"What do we do now?" Pete asked in horror. "How are we going to get back in?"

"Don't worry about it, we'll wait a bit and see if Cody comes and unlocks it. If not, we can make our way around to the front and drop down to the porch roof and climb down from there. Just stay quiet until we're sure they've left."

Greg was watching the window in Cody's room for the signal but didn't mention it to Pete. After about twenty minutes he saw the red spot from Cody's range finder light up a section of roof just to his left, the side away from where Pete was. He made sure Pete wasn't looking as he waved his hand to acknowledge he had seen the signal.

He waited ten more minutes for it to get just a little darker. "I guess Cody isn't coming back, he probably doesn't realize we got locked out. Let's move around to the front."

"But what about my clothes; what did you think he did with them? I can't go home like this and your clothes would be way too small to fit me."

"Don't worry, we'll look around and see if he left them somewhere. If not, we'll think of something. His dad probably saw him and made him come in; his parents treat him like he's nine years old. As soon as it gets dark they want him to go to bed."

"My parents will be expecting me home soon too," Pete said. They had moved around the side to the front. The peak in the porch roof was just four feet down. Without a word, Greg jumped down and grabbed the wall to make sure he didn't roll.

"Your turn now—just jump down and steady yourself against the wall here."

Pete looked around and saw that the street lights were coming on and soon anyone looking out their window would be able to see him. He jumped down and steadied himself just as Greg had done.

"The next part is a little trickier; you have to go over to the corner and slid over the edge and feel for the railing. Once you feel it, stand on it and drop down and then we're out of here." He went to the corner and slid over the edge, his hands keeping a tight grip on the edge. Then his head ducked below the roof and he was gone. A moment later Pete heard Greg's sneakers hitting the porch deck.

Pete found that sliding over the edge was a lot harder when you didn't have any pants on to protect yourself, but he was finally able to do it. He almost panicked when he felt a hand on his legs, but it was just Greg guiding his foot to the porch railing. Moments later Pete was down and they got off the porch and made their way to the back of the house.

"You wait here in the shadows and I'll look for your clothes," Greg said, moving off. He came back five minutes later and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess he took them with him. Come on, let's go to my house, you can use the fort."

Staying low and using shadows Pete followed Greg across the backyards to Pete's house where a four by six plywood `fort' had been built. He followed Greg inside.

"Now what? I can't go home like this, I have a sister," Pete said.

"So what, I have two of them. You want to come in and meet them? Okay, just kidding; what would your parents say if you called them and asked if you could sleep over tonight?" Greg pulled a cell phone out of his pocket.

Pete knew that his mom would be overjoyed to learn Pete had a friend and was invited to stay over. He took the phone and called home, getting the okay from his mom. "Now, how do you get me in to your house past your two sisters?"

"We don't, we sleep out here. I'll go and get some sheets and snacks and in the morning we'll get your clothes back from Cody. Wait here, I'll be right back," Greg said as he left. He came back a few minutes later with a bag of chips, some pop, and two sheets. He pointed out the old mattress on the floor.

"It's old, but comfortable. We'll have to share it though unless you want to sleep on the wood floor." He spread out a bottom sheet and then tossed the top sheet over it. "Come on, ease up a little. Its just two guys so lighten up and have some fun. Everything will work out tomorrow, you'll see."
 

Three Days: Day 1

Pete woke up the next morning with the sun shining in his eyes from a crack in the fort. He sat up suddenly realizing that he was lying naked on a bare mattress. Greg was also gone. Pete peeked out the one curtain covered window and saw that it was fully light outside; he guessed it must be eight or nine in the morning. He couldn't remember exactly how he ended up naked or where he was, everything about last night seemed kind of fuzzy to him now.

The backdoor to Greg's house opened and Greg came out carrying a tray. As he got close to the fort Pete pushed the door open for him.

"Hey, Pete, you finally woke up. I thought you were going to sleep until noon. I brought you some breakfast."

Pete was hungry and saw the tray held eggs, bacon, toast and juice. "What happened to my clothes?"

"You lost them playing strip poker last night—don't you remember? Cody has them and I'm on my way over to his house right now to tell him to bring them back. I should have them back in five minutes, so just stay calm."

Greg left and Pete dug into the food. He was just finishing the last of it when he heard footsteps and the door opened. Cody and Greg entered, but they didn't have any clothes with them. "I'm really sorry about last night, but my old man made me come in and go straight to bed. And my mom came in my room before I woke up and gathered up all the dirty clothes and put them in the wash. Your clothes were in the stack. They should be done washing in a little while and then they get hung out to dry."

Pete couldn't believe it. "I can't stay here naked while my clothes are hanging out to dry! You guys have to get me something—go to my house and ask my mom or my sister to give you something for me to wear. Just tell them something got spilled on my clothes and I need clean ones."

"Okay, that's a good plan," Cody said. We'll be back with them as soon as we can." Greg picked up the empty tray and he and Cody left. As soon as they were away from the fort Cody asked "Did you set everything up like we discussed?"

"Even better—not only did I put two tranquilizers in the food, but a Viagra too. He's going to be a little bit sleepy and confused all day, but the cool thing is he'll be aware of everything that happens, he just won't be able to get excited about it. He doesn't remember exactly what happened last night either, as far as he knows he just lost his clothes playing strip poker. My sister will be out to meet him soon so how about we go over to the playground and shoot some hoops for a while?"

"This is totally cool, I can't believe we have another boy trapped naked in your backyard. I hope we can keep this up for at least another day, maybe three. I wonder if his sister would be interested in seeing him after we're done with him. Maybe get him home naked when she's around or something. We'll have to think about that." Greg picked up a basketball from the side yard and he and Cody left.

Pete counted the minutes after they left hoping they would hurry back with clothes for him. He now had a new problem, he needed to pee. As more time passed, he realized he wasn't going to be able to hold it any longer and started checking out his options.

There was a double hedge behind the fort that separated his yard from Greg's. To get there he would have to cross thirty yards of open grass and then squeeze between the two rows of hedges. He checked around as much as he could and didn't see or hear anyone and took off running. When he was half way across he wondered what would happen if someone was already in space between the hedge rows. But he didn't have a better plan so he kept running.

He was in luck, there was nobody around. He was able to let his stream loose, but for some reason his dick was getting hard and it made it difficult to pee. It seemed to take forever before he was able to empty his bladder. Looking around, he decided to make his way back to the fort.

He saw a couple of kids ride by the front of the house on bikes, but they hadn't looked in the back yard so he was safe. He pulled the door open and rushed in, only to find two girls inside. The girls screamed and pushed past him to get out. They appeared to be six or seven years old.

Pete was trying to think of what to do, knowing the girls were going to go tell someone that a naked boy was in the fort, but his brain just wouldn't work right. He heard the back door to Greg's house open and he hoped it was Greg and Cody coming back with his clothes. A quick glance out the window however showed that wasn't the case.

A girl of about his age was coming across the backyard with the two younger girls in tow. She didn't slow down but opened the door to the fort and barged right in. All Pete could do was cover his groin and try to hide his erection.

"Who are you,, and what are you doing in my backyard without any clothes on?" she demanded.

"My name is Pete, and something happened last night, but your brother told me to wait here and he and Cody went to get me some clothes. They should be back any minute now."

"Well, all I know is that Pete told me he was going to the park to shoot some hoops with Cody. And I can't let you stay here; how do I know you didn't come here intending to harm these girls?"

The girls didn't look harmed at all; they were both staring intently at Pete's groin. "I won't hurt them, and I've got no place else to go. Can't you get me a towel or something until your brother gets back?"

The girl looked around and saw something shiny sticking out from under the mattress. She pulled on it and out came a pair of handcuffs. "I'll find you something, but I need to make sure you can't harm the girls."

"I won't harm them, or you could take them back inside with you," Pete began, but she snapped the handcuffs over one of his wrists while he continued to try and cover up. Then she pushed him back onto the mattress and flipped him over onto his stomach. She pulled his free hand back and snapped it closed on his wrist.

"Hey, let me loose!" Pete yelled as she flipped him back over onto his back again. He bent his knees to try and cover up his groin.

"Now I know Greg keeps some rope out here someplace, ah, here it is," the girl said as she pulled some rope out of a box in the corner. She tied one end to Pete's left arm at the shoulder and pulled the rope through a pole behind him. She ran it to his right arm and tied that off as well. Using a second piece of rope she tied his right leg and pulled the end to a support pole at the other end of the fort. She wrapped it around the pole, pulling it tight so that it was stretching his leg out. He tried to keep his left leg bent to cover what little he could, but a quick tickle in the side broke his resistance and she had his leg out flat. He was now stretched between two poles with his hands cuffed behind his back.

"There, that should make it safe for the girls to play here until Greg comes back. He'll know where the key is to let you free."

The girl told the younger girls to play nice and not hurt the boy, and then she left. The two girls stood there for a moment staring at the naked twelve year old boy stretched out before them, then one of them got brave enough to come close and touch Pete's dick.

The feeling caused his dick to twitch wildly and the girls laughed. The second one took a turn; lightly running one of her fingers along the tip and making it jump around again. They each did it several more times before becoming bored and returning to their play, leaving Pete with a raging hard-on and no way to do anything about it.

Greg and Cody returned about forty-five minutes later and shooed the girls out of the fort. They laughed as they saw Pete's boner. "Looks like you were enjoying the company you had," Cody said. Neither boy made any attempt to untie the ropes.

"You sister said you went to shoot hoops instead of going to my house to get me something to wear," Pete said, wishing they would free him without making him have to ask them too.

"That was just something we told her; it's not like we could say `hey, there's a naked boy in the fort and we're going to go and get him some clothes' or something. But I guess she must have found you anyway."

"So did you get me any clothes?"

"Naw, nobody was home," Cody said.

Pete thought that sounded strange, his sister should have been there with his younger brother. He tried to remember if they had said anything about going out, then realized he couldn't even remember what day it was. "Well, just get me the clothes your mom put in the wash—I'll wear them wet."

"We thought of that too," Greg said, "but Cody's washing machine broke and his mom took the whole load to the cleaners. She won't be back with them for hours." Greg was doing all he could to keep a straight face as he and Cody told one lie after another.

"Uh, well, could you guys please untie me at least?"

"Oh, yeah, sure," Pete said, but Cody stopped him.

"Wait just a minute, I have to do something first," Cody said, running out. "I'll be back in a second," he said as he ran across the yard.

He was back quickly and held up a digital camera. "Just a few, I can't let an opportunity like this go by without something to remember it with," he said as he began taking pictures.

"Hey, stop, that isn't fair," Pete said, but he couldn't think of why it wasn't fair. In fact, for reasons he didn't understand, he couldn't seem to get upset by much of anything and was having trouble keeping his attention focused on a goal like getting some clothes.

"Okay, that's good enough," Cody said after taking six pictures, "let's untie him." He and Greg quickly had the ropes off and pulled Pete up to allow him to sit. "Uh oh," Cody said, looking behind Pete's back.

"What do you mean `uh oh'?" Pete asked.

"We lost the key to those cuffs months ago," Greg said. "We can't get them off of you."

"Maybe my cousin has a key," Cody said. "He used to have a pair just like these. You guys wait here; I'll go see if Angie can take us over there." Cody went running out of the fort again.

"Angie? Who's that?" Pete asked, not wanting anyone else to see him naked.

"She lives next door to Cody. She used to be our babysitter when we were little. She has her driver's license now. Cody's cousin lives about two miles from here and you can't just go walking down the street. Unless you want to stay here with the two girls my sister is babysitting. But I warn you, she will have three more coming over soon."

Pete didn't want to end up tied up on the bed again, this time with five little girls, so he agreed to go. They heard Cody yell at them to come on and Pete let Greg pull him out of the fort and they ran to where a car had pulled into the driveway. Cody sat up front and Greg put Pete in the back seat behind Cody and pulled a seat belt around him.

It was a short trip and Cody ran ahead to let them in. Angie waited until Greg got Pete out of the car before driving off. When Greg pushed Pete in the house ahead of him Cody introduced the other people in the house.

"This two are my cousins Hunter and Brock," Cody said, pointing first to a boy about Cody's size and then to a smaller boy. "Hunter is the same age as me, eleven, and Brock is eight. And over there is their sister Grace. She's nine. Everyone, this is Pete."

Pete cursed under his breath as the three kids all stepped closer to stare at his exposed groin.

"How come he's naked?" Grace asked.

"It's a long story," Greg said. "Hunter, do you have a key that will open these?" he asked, swinging Pete around to show him the handcuffs. "We lost our key."

With his back turned, Pete couldn't see Cody put a finger in front of his mouth to stop Hunter from saying what he was about to say. Hunter was confused, but played along until he could figure out what was going on. He knew his cousin was always playing some kind of trick or practical joke on people.

"Uh, maybe in my room," he said. "But I haven't seen it for a long time." He left and Greg and Cody followed leaving Pete in front of his very amused and interested brother and sister. As soon as they were in the other room he asked "What are you guys talking about a key? You don't need a key to open those, you just press on the catch behind the lock. Don't you know that?"

"Yeah, we know that, but he doesn't," Greg said.

"We're trying to see how long we can keep him naked and how many different people we can expose him to," Cody added.

Now Hunter understood and asked what the next plan was. They headed back to the living room as soon as Greg and Cody explained what they wanted to do next.

"Sorry, no luck finding a key," Hunter said as they entered. Grace was bent over getting a good look at the first boy's erection she had ever seen. Brock was behind Pete playing with the handcuffs. "Brock, leave them alone and go find Nancy," he said, worried that Brock would release the cuffs and ruin the plan. Brock started to say something but Hunter told him to go now or else. He followed his brother so that he could explain to him why he couldn't take the cuffs off.

"Can you ask her to go somewhere?" Pete asked, referring to Grace. "And what do we do now?"

"As soon as Hunter finds his sister we're going to go to the shopping center. There's a toy store there that sells these and we'll buy a new set in order to get a key. I've got to go to the bathroom before we leave; I'll be right back."

"Can I touch it?" Grace asked as Greg turned to leave.

"NO!" yelled Pete.

"Sure, if you want," said Greg. "Pete would probably enjoy it since he can't touch it himself right now."

Grace heard the two conflicting answers and decided to obey the one she liked best and tentatively grabbed at Pete's shaft with one hand while the other explored his balls. Pete backed up trying to get away from her until he backed into the front door. "Do you want to wait outside until we leave," she asked hopefully.

"No, and I'm not going, you guys are. I'm going to stay here."

"Who's going to stay here?" a new voice asked. Pete looked up to see a girl of about seventeen pulling car keys out of a purse. "Oh, isn't that cute," she said when she saw Pete. "Hi, my name is Nancy, you must be Pete. But you can't stay here alone, what if something happened while we were gone? But I can leave Brock and Grace here with you if you want to stay."

"Oh, can I Nancy?" Grace asked, hoping to be allowed to stay with the bound boy.

"It's up to him," Nancy said pointing at Pete. "But the other boys are already in the van so if you're going with us let's get a move on," she said.

Pete's brain was still fuzzy for whatever reason, but he knew he couldn't stay here alone with Grace so he followed her out the back door to the van. Cody and Hunter were in the back row and Greg was in the front with Brock in the middle. Nancy helped Pete get in next to Brock and fastened a seat belt on him. Grace climbed in next to him as Nancy went to the driver's side.

"Can't she sit up front," Pete complained as Grace immediately recommenced her exploration of Pete's private parts.

"No, it will only take a few minutes to get there," Nancy said, looking back. "Grace, leave him alone. Here, put this over him," she said, handing back a page filled with advertisements from the newspaper. Grace and Brock put it over Pete's groin and tucked it in on the sides. Then Brock looked to make sure Nancy wasn't looking and tore a hole in it right where Pete's dick was tenting it. Pete's dick slipped through the hole, much to the delight of both Brock and Grace.

They were nearly there before Pete's mind kicked in a little. "Hey, what are you going to do with me when we get there?" he asked.

"Oh, I didn't think about that," Nancy said. "I guess I should have left you home with Grace and Brock. I'll guess you'll have to wait in the van—I'd better park way in the back off to the side. Maybe one of you should stay with him—not you Grace," she said when she saw Grace's head pop up in the mirror with a big smile.

"I'll stay with him," Greg said as Nancy pulled in to the parking lot and looked for a place with no cars around. They all piled out and Greg moved to the front seat leaving Pete strapped in the middle of the middle row.

The others had been gone about five minutes before Greg suddenly said "Damn, I forgot to tell them my cuffs are a different kind than Hunter's," he said opening the door. He leaned in and said "I'll be right back, just hang in there." He closed the door and ran off.

Meanwhile Cody had explained the next part of the plan to Nancy. "That's pretty cruel," she said, "He will never live this down. Can you imagine going to school after what you guys are putting him through?" But she didn't tell him to stop, so Cody used his cell phone to get some of his friends moving into position.

"I have to split now and keep an eye on him," Cody said. "If I need you I'll call and let you know where we are. Otherwise, just wait here until Greg gets here and then you can all go back home." He ran off towards the street-side of the store.

Pete sat there, trapped by the seat belt. He just couldn't understand why everything seemed to be moving so fast that he couldn't think of what to do next. He was trying to remember exactly what happened to his clothes when he heard a noise. He turned his head and saw two boys and a girl looking in the window of the van.

"What do we have here?" one of the boys said as he slid the door open. He and the other boy looked to be about the same age as Pete, the girl was a little younger. The boy pulled the newspaper off of Pete's lap. "Wow, what the heck were you thinking?" the boy said, letting the others in to get a look. "Tracy, go and get the others," he said to the girl.

"But I want to stay here," she said, but one look at the boy's face made her turn and leave. "And hurry up before somebody comes back," the boy said to her back as she left. The girl began to run.

"What are you going to do to me?" Pete asked, his voice showing his fear even through the tranquilizers he had been given.

"I don't know yet, probably nothing," the boy said. "I'll think about it while we wait." He unbuckled the seat belt and pushed Pete forward, looking at the handcuffs. "This just isn't your lucky day, is it," he said.

The sound of running feet came from behind them and soon there were a dozen or so kids looking in the van's windows. They ranged in age from about nine to fourteen and included three girls.

The boy told them to all gather around and pulled Pete out of the van, pushing the button to lock all the doors behind him. With Pete in the center, the kids made a circle around him.

"Now you have a choice," the boy said to Pete. "You can go for a short walk with us or stay here. But if you stay here I'm going to make the alarm go off on the van before we leave. So make up your mind."

Making up his mind was something Pete was having trouble with at the moment, but he realized that if he stayed and the boy set off the alarm everyone would be looking this way and there was no place to hide. He followed the boys away from the van.

The boy directed the kids to surround Pete and stay close so that nobody could see he was naked and they headed down to a busy street. Pete was very self-conscience when they stopped to wait for a light to change, but there wasn't much he could do now. The kids crossed the street and the one at the next block before turning right and walking another four blocks. They turned down an alley that went under one of the busy streets they had crossed. Then they stopped and he let all the other kids get a good look at Pete.

"He looks so unhappy," one of the girls said. "Maybe we should cover him with something before we leave."

"Wait a minute, you can't leave me here," Pete said, the fear again rising.

"Yeah, we can," said the boy who first found Pete. "And we're going to. This is some gang's turf and we don't belong here. I wouldn't hang around too long after we leave if I were you; there's no telling what they would do to you if they catch you here. But Gail is right, you do look sad." He paused for a few seconds before continuing.

"Sometimes singing can turn a frown into a smile, maybe it will work for you. So sing us a song and we'll find something to cover you with before we leave."

Pete was stunned—he was standing naked in front of a crowd of kids and they wanted him to sing a song before they left him to be caught and tortured by a gang. But as he stood there, unable to think, the kids started chanting for him to sing. Pete was afraid the noise they were making would attract even more attention so he began singing the first song that popped into his head. He couldn't even remember the title; only that it was by Green Day. His voice cracked several times, drawing laughter from the crowd of kids. He didn't even see the three cell phone cameras kids in the back had pulled out.

"There, don't you feel better now?" the boy asked when he finished. "Don't you feel more like smiling? Go ahead, smile for us."

Pete was blushing but managed to force a smile on his face.

"See there, I told you it would work. You guys look around and see what we can find to cover him with," he said to the rest of the kids.

As soon as the circle broke and Pete was exposed to the street they were on his smile disappeared. He was surprised that there hadn't been any traffic in the time they had been there. He could hear a constant stream of cars and busses going over the bridge above him.

It didn't take the kids long to search the area and they returned with just a few items. The boy in charge took a piece of string and a dirty towel. He tied the string around Pete's waist and then ripped the towel in half and hung each half over the string, on in front and one in back. The one in front hung down just below Pete's midsection but was tented out from the constant erection he had. The boy poked his thumb through the cloth near the bottom and pushed the hole over Pete's dick.

"Well, we have to go now. Like I said, I wouldn't spend too much time here. Have a nice day." The kids all turned and left, heading back towards the shopping center. Pete stood there, rooted by fear. He couldn't step out into masses of people like he was, but he also clearly couldn't stay were he was. But his brain just wouldn't work good enough to come up with any kind of plan.

Cody was hidden a block away where he could see everything. He dialed a number on his cell phone. When Greg answered he said "Okay, the kids from school left him. Man, this is too much—it's hard to believe we have a kid standing naked under the Main Street bridge right in town! He's just standing there, so send in the next group."

A few minutes later Pete could hear a car coming down the alley. There was no place for him to hide and no place to run to so he crouched down and waited. The car was a red convertible with the top down and two girls in the front. They appeared to be just a few years older than Pete, but since one of them was driving Pete guessed she must be at least sixteen. They drove past slowly until the girl on the right saw Pete and pointed him out. The driver backed up and stopped.

"What are you doing little boy?" the driver said. "Do you need help or something? Come on, we aren't going to hurt you and this isn't a good place to play."

Pete remained where he was until the passenger door opened and the younger girl started to get out. "Its okay, we just want to help," she said as she slowly walked forward.

Pete knew they weren't going to go away, and he was afraid the next car might be filled with gang members, so he stood up. Both girls laughed when they saw him, but controlled it quickly. Pete gave them the short version of the story of how he ended up here.

"Well, come with us and we'll at least get you back to your friends at the store, you can't stay here," the younger girl said. "My name is VJ, and don't ask what it stands for. My friend is Carol."

Pete told them his name and Carol looked at the filthy rag almost covering Pete's backside. "I'm sorry, but this dirty thing can't get in my car," she said as she pulled the two halves of the towel off the string. "I think we should put him the back seat," she said as VJ gently pushed him towards the car.

Pete was thinking maybe he could hide on the floor, but when he got in he saw there was barely room for his legs, there was no way he could get his body down there. He sat on the seat hoping for a miracle.

"Do you live around here somewhere? I've never seen you before," VJ asked as she turned and stared at Pete's dick.

He didn't feel like small talk, but answered her question anyway. "I just moved in a few days ago, over in the Pines subdivision."

"Oh, that means you'll be in Pines elementary. I'll be starting ninth grade at Pines Middle school and Carol will be a junior in the high school.

"I'm not in elementary school, I'll be starting eighth grade," Pete said. "I'm almost thirteen." It seemed odd to him that he could remember this but not how he ended up naked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess you just seemed kind of younger is all. I mean, to be out here naked, it just seemed like something that would happen to a younger kid. I didn't mean anything by it," VJ said, still staring at his dick. "It's just that there was this other kid named Cory that somehow ended up naked for a day and a lot of kids from school saw him. But that was last year; he got over it by now I'm sure." She paused for a second. "I guess I'll be seeing you in school in a couple of weeks." Pete blushed a deep shade of red at the thought that the girl who was looking at him naked now would be seeing him in school soon too.

The car had to wait for the traffic light at the turn back into the shopping center's parking lot, and a van full of kids was stopped off to the left. Pete gradually became aware that the kids in the van could see him sitting in the open car but once again there was nothing he could do about it except to wait until the light changed and they moved on.

Pete directed them to where the van had been, but before they got there he could see it was gone. Apparently Greg and Cody had abandoned him. They drove around for a minute looking for it until VJ saw some kids she knew. "Stop a second; let's see if they know where Greg is.

Pete didn't want to stop and talk to any kids but before he could get the words out Carol had pulled over next to them. There were two boys and two girls and they came over to the car.

"Hi Trevor, do you know a Greg from Pines? His friend has a problem and got separated from him. This is Pete, and he'll be in your grade when school starts. Pete, this is Trevor, Craig, Jean, and Stacy, they're all in the same grade as you."

The kids laughed as soon as they got next to the car and saw Pete naked. Once again, a camera came out and pictures were taken.

"Boy, I'll bet you would do almost anything to keep those pictures from circulating," Trevor said. "I'll bet you're looking for Greg Homick and probably Cody Spenser too. And if Cody is involved in this then his cousin Hunter might be too. I thought I saw Hunter's van here a while ago," Trevor said. "How did you end up out here without any clothes on?"

"He'll have to tell you about his adventures in school, we've got to get him back to his friends. We can't just leave him out here like this," VJ said.

"Do you know where Hunter lives?" Carol asked.

Trevor gave some brief directions. "We'll be looking forward to hearing the story when school starts," Trevor said as Carol drove on. The four kids were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight. Pete realized his first year in the new school was going to suck a lot more than usual.

Once they got close Pete was able to recognize the house. The van wasn't there, which normally would have caused Pete to panic, but for some reason it didn't. Carol pulled into the driveway and before they even got out Greg came out.

"Man, there you are! Are you okay? We drove all over looking for you but couldn't find you. Hunter's sister took him and Cody back to our houses to see if you ended up back there—I'd better call them and let them know you're here." He pulled out a cell phone and dialed Cody's cell phone.

"Are my clothes at your house? If there are then tell them to bring them back with them," Pete. Unfortunately for him, this caused Greg to realize that the tranquilizers were wearing off and it was time for another to keep Pete under control.

"Hey, Pete says to get his clothes," Greg said into the phone. He and Cody said goodbye and he hung up and Greg turned to Carol and VJ.

"Thanks for bringing him back to us. I've seen you around school I think, you're VJ or something like that I think. But I don't know you," he said to Carol. "I've got sandwiches inside if you want some lunch."

"I'm Carol, I'm a few years ahead of you in school. Thanks for lunch, but we need to get going, got to buy new clothes for school."

"And you got it right, I'm VJ. You'll be in seventh grade this year won't you?"

They continued talking but Pete just wanted to get inside, after all he was still naked. He fumbled with the door, trying to open it with his hands cuffed behind him. Someone from inside opened the door and Pete was pulled inside by Hunter's eight year old brother Brock. Nine year old Grace was there too.

But Greg came in a few seconds behind Pete and saved him from whatever the two younger kids were planning to do. "Time for some lunch," he said, going into the kitchen. He pulled the top slice of bread off one sandwich and crumbled a pill into the peanut butter. "Hope you like PB&J," he said. He sat next to Pete and feed him the tainted sandwich.

Cody and Hunter showed up late in the afternoon. Pete got his hopes up that finally he would have some clothes, but they came in empty handed.

Cody decided to see just how much the pills Greg was giving Pete really affected his memory. "Do you remember where you left your clothes? We looked around but couldn't find them anywhere."

Pete was totally confused—he didn't remember losing his clothes, but he couldn't remember where they were. "Didn't we play strip poker or something?" he asked.

"Not with us," Greg said. "You must have played with somebody else. But Cody's sister will pick up some clothes for you and bring them back after she gets off work."

"Yeah, we're real sorry we couldn't find them," Cody said, "but there is some good news—we have a key! Let's see if it works."

Pete jumped up and turned his back to Cody, hoping that the key really would work. He couldn't see that Cody didn't have a key, or that a key wasn't really needed, he just felt the handcuffs unsnap from first one wrist and then the other and his arms were no longer bound behind him.

"Here Brock, you can have these now. Go put them in your room," Cody said, wanting to get the handcuffs out of sight before Pete had a chance to look at them and see that there was no hole for a key anywhere on them.

The phone rang and Hunter answered it. When he hung up he said "That was Nancy. She said our parents both got called to a meeting out of town and won't be home tonight. I told her we're okay here and she doesn't need to call a sitter. Can you guys stay over tonight?"

Pete had no choice; he had nothing to wear and no way to get home. Greg and Cody took turns calling their parents and got permission to stay. If he could have thought it out Pete would have realized that he could have asked someone to bring him some clothes when he called home and talked to his mom, but his brain just seemed shut off. He also was given permission to stay over.

But things were finally looking better for him he thought. The handcuffs were off, his clothes would be here by morning, and his boner had finally gone down (although he planned to get it back up and jack off at least once if he could just get alone for a few minutes.) This nightmare was nearly over. Once he was dressed he could try and sort out what was wrong with him that kept him from being able to think and plan.

They ordered pizza for dinner and watched television. Pete had taken a shower and came out wrapped in the towel, deciding to keep it until he got his clothes back. At night, Greg and Cody moved into Hunter's room and they made up a bed for Pete on the couch.

While Pete was falling asleep on the couch, the other boys were planning their next move.

"I added something to his pizza," Greg said. "By tomorrow he be constipated and have cramps and won't be feeling very good. Did you set everything up at your neighbor's house?" he asked Hunter.

"You bet!" Hunter said. "Do you guys really think you can get away with this? Now that I'm involved I sure don't want you to get caught.

Cody turned white with the thought. "Just remember, we have to make sure no adults get involved or we're all screwed. As long as no adults find out, he won't tell anyone—it will be just like with Cory last year, he'll be too embarrassed to tell. And besides, he won't remember most of it even if he sees any of the pictures everyone is taking of him."

"Why is he so docile?" Hunter asked. "If this was happening to me I'd be going crazy. And there's a dozen ways he should have thought of for clothes, especially when we were at the store and could have bought him some. Is he stupid or something?"

Greg smiled. "No, he's not naturally stupid. But my dad's a shrink and he treats a lot of aggressive kids. He keeps medication around that keeps the kids calm and quiet so that he can talk with them and get to the source of their problems. I borrowed some and I've been given him a small dose a few times a day. He can think, but way too slow. And he doesn't panic like you would expect him to for the same reason."

"This is so cool, I can't believe you guys have this all worked out. If he hated what happened to him today, he's really going to hate tomorrow."