The Italian Connection Chapter 11
by Aldric

Copyright 2007 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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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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(The idea for this story was a suggestion from a fan)

Principal Characters throughout this story include:
Lucia and Rossi, 13 years old twins
Seth, 14 years old, step brother to Lucia and Rossi
Shawn, 12 years old (Seth's brother)
Bart, 14 years old, Seth's best friend

The Italian Connection Chapter 11

Seth, Bart, and Shawn were on pins and needles Tuesday, wondering what Lucia and Rossi had planned for them. An announcement was made early in the day that an assembly would be held in the auditorium last period, and as the day progressed with nothing happening to them the boys began to believe that it would happen at the assembly.

At lunch, Lucia came and told them that they would be the focus of the assembly. You three have demonstrated incredible school spirit, and the principal and staff are really proud of you," she said.

"Come on Lucia, what did you do to us?" Shawn asked.

"Oh, it isn't as bad as all that. You've already done far worse things than what you're about to do." Lucia saw the fear in all three boys' eyes, which made the moment enjoyable. But lunch was almost over and they needed to know how to respond to questions.

"You three have volunteered to raise money for the school. You have agreed to a fund raising event. You'll hear all about it at the assembly, but just remember if anyone asks that this was your idea and you want to do it to save the trip. I'll see you on stage later."

"Oh my god, what has she done," moaned Seth.

"How bad can it be if it's going to be announced during assembly?" Bart asked. "It's not like we have to do something naked. Maybe she's right and it isn't as bad as what she'd done in the past."

"Maybe she's going to sell us out as slaves to the highest bidder," Shawn said. "And tell our master that we will do anything. ANYTHING. Think about what that could mean."

On that note, they parted for their next class.

By the time that everyone headed to assembly, the boys were as worried as they had ever been. They were convinced that Shawn was right and were thinking about all the kids that would love to own a slave, especially one who would do anything. Suddenly jacking off in class didn't seem so bad.

Mr. Bliss got everyone quiet and explained that they were short enough funds to get buses to take them to the science museum. There was a collective moan from the students, not for missing the museum but because it would mean regular school instead of a field trip with an overnight stay.

"But, there is hope," Mr. Bliss said with enthusiasm. "Three of your classmates have volunteered to become the center of attention in a fund raiser that could bring in enough money to make the trip possible. I'd like to call Bart Roland and Seth and Shawn Rossi up here.

Anticipating the worst, they made their way through the auditorium and up onto the stage.

"These three boys have decided to let you pick a costume for each of them to wear in school on Friday and on the bus to the motel Friday afternoon. There is only one rule: the costume must be approved by me before you can start gathering support for it. I'll approve anything that includes a shirt and bottom and footwear. Remember, they will be wearing it in school and in public so it has to meet obvious modesty requirements. You gain support for your idea by getting other students to contribute money towards it. The three costumes that generate the most money will be worn by our brave volunteers here, and the students, or staff, who started the idea will be able to choose which boy wears which costume."

"You must keep a list of who donated money and how much they gave so that if there isn't enough money it can be returned. But for the three students whose ideas generate the most money, there is a special prize. They will be put in a bigger, more luxurious room with a few amenities the rest of you won't have. You have until this time on Thursday, so get started.

The noise level was already rising, and the principal told them that he would be available for idea approval the rest of the day and all the next morning.

He shook each boy's hand on stage and congratulated them on their courage. Shawn remembered their commitment to Matthew Crawley and used the opportunity to ask if the four of them could be assigned a room.

"I want to be sure this isn't some kind of trick," Mr. Bliss said. "Most students don't associate with Matthew except to pick on him or tease him. Besides, we normally don't mix kids from different grades. The four of you represent all three grades."

"But mixing grades isn't a rule; it's just generally a good idea. But after the costume idea he's the only one in school who won't pick on us," Shawn said, which was exactly the right answer. Mr. Bliss said he would ensure the reservations would be made with the four of them in one room.

By the next morning six costumes had been approved and kids were out collecting money. By Thursday afternoon it was apparent that only four ideas had enough money collected to be viable and the final press for money began so that each sponsor could get his or her costume chosen.

True to her word, Lucia and Rossi did not make the boys do any 'punishments' on their two days off. But she warned them not to get into trouble because if they missed the field trip she would add additional days.

Finally, the money was counted and the three winners selected. Mr. Bliss first announced that the money was close enough to the total needed that the school board made up the difference, so the trip was on. Then came the announcement of the final three selections.

"Mark Jackobs is the first place winner. He has selected Seth for his costume. Seth will be dressed as a ballerina. I will of course have to approve the final costume, but the idea is already approved."

Mr. Bliss waited for the cheering to quiet down before continuing. "Next, Timmy McDowel selected Bart. His first idea was a Tarzan costume, but I reminded him it needed to include a shirt. So Bart will instead go dressed as Jane!"

Again, he had to wait before the final selection was announced. "And Steve Ganser will have Shawn dressed as a baby."

The kids in the auditorium yelled and applauded while Bart, Seth, and Shawn dreaded the moment when they would have to appear in their selected costumes. The three winners were called on stage to take measurements of the boy they had selected so that the costumes would fit. Once that was done, the kids were reminded that the buses would leave right after lunch so their suitcases needed to be at school before then.

That moment came Friday morning when they arrived at school to find the principal waiting for them. Hanging on a rack behind him for everyone to see were the three costumes. He sent Bart, Seth, and Shawn to the gym locker room to change, along with Rossi and the three costume designers.

Seth's costume consisted of a short, pink, sleeveless dance leotard that barely covered his hips. It was a little tight and his dick and ball sack were clearly outlined but Rossi said it would be okay. A white tutu and a pair of ballet slippers completed the outfit. Seth's face was burning red to match the leotard.

Bart was dressed in a knotted top and loin cloth. The loin cloth had an inner piece that wrapped from the front to the back. This was also very tight, but was also approved for wear without adjustment by Rossi.

Steve Ganser was having trouble with Shawn's costume. He had never put a diaper on a baby before and his costume included the largest cotton diaper he had been able to find. They finally had to call in a female teacher to help them. She located a few large pins and successfully managed to get both corners stretched to the back where they could be pinned in place. The front was pulled tight and held pressure on Shawn's balls and he had to twice squeeze his dick back inside the cotton. He had a very small pink shirt to go along with it, and a pacifier.

Once they were all dressed in their costumes they were escorted back the auditorium where the school body was assembled waiting for their arrival. Just before they went out on stage Mr. Bliss inspected each of them and judged that the costumes met the minimum standards even though they exposed a lot of skin. With that the three prize winners, with help from Rossi and Mr. Bliss, pushed and pulled the unwilling boys to the center of the stage where the whole school was able to see them before the going to their first class.

Other than the total humiliation of having to wear the costumes in class, the first real problem came when Shawn needed to pee. He found that he was unable to remove the pins by himself and had to ask other boys in the bathroom to unfasten them. Most boys encouraged him to just use the diaper, but finally a few released the pins and let the diaper unfold.

By the time he was done peeing, the bathroom had emptied out as the other kids headed to lunch. However, Shawn now found out that he couldn't pull the ends up, hold them, and put the pins in by himself no matter how hard he tried. He finally realized he had to leave and get help. Since all the kids were in the lunch room he headed there, making sure the diaper covered his groin and backside.

Since everyone was excited about going on the field trip, the noise level was much higher than normal but when Shawn entered clutching the diaper and holding it up the noise level immediately got much louder. But at least here he had several offers of help. Five or six girls took him down to the girl's rest room. They couldn't resist a little peek, "just to make sure you're clean" before pulling the diaper as tight as they could and then pinning it in place again.

More teasing took place on the bus, but it wasn't too bad until they reached the hotel. They were at an eight story building, and there were three other schools that were also checking kids in at the same time. Now the boys not only had to endure the laughter from kids in their own school but from hundreds of other kids as they were pushed into the center of the lobby where everyone had a good look at them.

When they finally got checked in Rossi was right there and told them to give him their key cards. He made them wait in the lobby until all the kids from all fours schools were checked in. Then he gave them back two of the key cards, keeping one for himself. They endured a ride up to the fifth floor with a bunch of other kids and it was all they could do to keep from being stripped on the way. Finally they got there and found Matthew waiting for them.

"It's about time you guys got here, I was getting worried," Matthew said. He was smiling as he stared at the boys. "God, you guys are a lot braver than I will ever be. There is no way in the world that I would ever volunteer to wear something like that in public."

"Yeah, well get a good look," Shawn said as he tried to get to the pins, "because I'm going to change as quickly as I can."

"Uh, your suitcases aren't here," Matthew said. "Mine was brought up a long time ago."

"You've got to be shitting us," Seth said. "Please tell me you're joking."

"No, seriously, I heard them bring stuff up an hour ago, but mine was the only one that came here."

"I'll bet they were sent to Rossi's room," Bart said.

"Or Lucia's," Shawn added. "We're going to have to find them."

"I'll go," Matthew said. "I'll tell Mr. Bliss what happened and he'll know where their rooms are."

As soon as Matthew left Bart asked, "What are we going to do if our clothes aren't here?"

"I guess whatever Lucia and Rossi tell us to do, it's not like we have a lot of choice," Seth answered. "But remember, we have to do it if we want this shit to end after tomorrow. You know they will do everything they can to make tonight and tomorrow the most memorial days of our lives."

"What about the uh, the thing Rossi makes us do every night?" Shawn asked. "We can't do that while Matthew is here."

Seth saw the look of confusion on Bart's face and realized he didn't know about Rossi's task. "Rossi makes us suck each off every night and every morning," he said to Bart. Looking at Shawn he said, "You don't think Matthew being in the room with us is going to make any difference to Rossi, do you? We'd better start thinking how we're going to explain it to him because I'll bet we still have to do it."

A little while later Matthew returned with Mr. Bliss and Lucia. "I'm sorry boys, but your bags got left in the auditorium at school," Mr. Bliss said. "We were going to send a teacher back for them, but your sister said she had a credit card for emergency use. We called your parents and got permission to use it. There's a second-hand clothing store just two blocks over, if you go now you can be back and dressed in time to eat.

"You mean we have to walk around downtown dressed like this?" Seth asked. "Can't we borrow from other kids?"

"Well, I suppose we could try, but the store closes soon. Most kids only brought enough for one day, so they may not have anything to loan you. If not, the store will be closed and you'll be stuck in those costumes through dinner."

"Let's just get this over with," Bart said. "But just us, no other kids from school."

The ride down in the elevator was almost as bad as going up. If Mr. Bliss hadn't been there Seth was sure it would have turned out much more embarrassing. The path to the store took them past the pool where many of the kids were hanging out. As with everywhere they went, the yelling and laughter increased rapidly as soon as they were spotted.

They had to explain to the clerk at the store why they were dressed as they were. Unfortunately, the store didn't sell underpants, and the clerk wouldn't let the boys try on shorts or pants in the changing room so they had to try them on over their costumes. Lucia picked out the shortest cotton shorts she could find.

"Aren't those kind of short?" Matthew asked. "They look like their made for little kids."

"They'll be fine. Besides, my brothers prefer this style shorts. Tell him you prefer them Seth," Lucia said.

Shirts that Mr. Bliss would approve, crew socks, bathing suits, and sneakers completed the search. Once Lucia paid for the clothes, the clerk allowed them to change in the changing room. Bart had to come out for help getting the pins out again, but finally they were dressed in real clothes, even if they had to be careful how they sat.

When they got in the elevator Lucia pressed the button for the fourth floor. When Seth reached in front of her to press the button for the fifth floor she stopped him. "You can go to your room in a few minutes. We're going to stop and visit Rossi first."

They went to room 416 and knocked on the door. Rossi answered and whispered "My roommates are still here."

Lucia pushed past him and entered the room, Seth, Shawn, and Bart waited until Rossi invited them in. Two kids from Rossi's grade were lying on the bed watching television.

"Eric and Spencer, why don't you two go down to the pool and swim for a while," Lucia said to them. "I have some family business to take care of with my step brothers."

"Because this is our room, not yours, and you can't tell us what to do," Eric said.

"Okay fine, stay and watch," she said. "Seth, Bart, and Shawn, svestirs!"

Shawn and Bart didn't know what it meant, but Seth remembered. "You mean right here, with them here?" he said, pointing at Eric and Spencer.

"Yes, right now. I'm tired and I want to get this over with so that I can have some fun." She stared as Seth started removing the few items of clothes he had on. Eric and Spencer had lost all interest in the television. "Shawn, you and Bart too. Svestirs means strip. Get undressed."

She turned her attention back to Eric and Spencer. "And while I'm spanking them, which by the way I have permission to do; I'll be thinking about how much Mr. Bliss would like to hear how the plastic wrap got over the seats in the teacher's rest room. I wonder if he'll let me spank you two as well?"

"I don't think you have your facts straight," Eric said. "Spencer and me had nothing to do with that. In fact, until you said something, we didn't even know it had happened."

"You got the wrap from Ms. Smith's lab. You went in there during fifth period. And you put the plastic wrap container in vent duct under the lab table in Ms. Smith's lab. When I tell him that, and he calls back to the school to confirm that what I'm telling him is true, he'll know that either I'm the one who did it, or that I know who did. And I have an air tight alibi for the day it happened. How about you guys?"

She saw from the looks on their faces that they knew she knew. "I've known it since the day you did it and I've never told anyone. If you want to keep it that way then go down to the pool."

Uh, could you hand us our pants?" Spencer asked, pointing to the desk.

"Oh, just get up and put on your bathing suits," Lucia said. "I've seen boys before. Seth and Shawn; put yours hands behind your heads." Her step brothers were now naked, and immediately complied. Eric and Spencer started in disbelieve. "What do you two have that they don't?" she asked.

They slid out from under the covers. Both had underwear on—Eric had boxers, but Spencer had blue briefs. They quickly opened their bags and grabbed their bathing suits and ran into the bathroom to change.

While they were changing Lucia had both boys bend over and she used one of her shoes on Seth while Rossi did the same to Shawn. They were only a few strokes into it when Eric and Spencer came out and watched for a few seconds before scrambling out the door. Lucia stopped as soon as they were gone and told Rossi to stop as well.

"Okay, that was fun and I'm sure you two have done something to deserve it," she said.

"It was fun for you maybe, but now everyone in school will know," Shawn said.

"Yet, right here," Rossi said, taking a small box out of his bag. He dumped the contents of the box on one of the beds. The small, folded pieces of paper made a small pile.

"There's about thirty of them," Lucia said. "Stuff you have to do. Rossi and I have been working on them all week. Some of them are really easy, and some are going to get you into trouble when you do them."

She let them sweat it out for a few minutes before continuing. "But you don't have to do them all. One of you reach over and pick three at random. No, wait, because of Shawn's whining, take four, but don't unfold any of them yet."

Bart grabbed four from around the edge of the pile.

"Here's the rules. You can read them before you leave. I don't care who does what as long as each of you do at least one." She paused to let that sink in. "These four have to be done before supper. For each one that isn't done, I'll add one day to the punishment. Once you decide who's going to do one, call my cell phone. From the time that you call me you have fifteen minutes to get it done or you'll have to do it and come and grab another."

"After supper, you come back and draw three more. If any of you feel like bitching about how unfair I am, then go ahead. But I'll make you draw more than four. Those four have to be done before midnight. Again, you will call me just be you start. Go ahead and unfold them and see what you have drawn."

Bart unfolded the first one and read it out loud. "Remove the liner from your swim suit and go swimming. Spend at least fifteen minutes without covering up drying off in a lounge chair." He looked up from the note and asked, "Do each of us have to do this?"

"No, just one. You guys can figure out who any way you want, but each of you must do one of the four you drew. Obviously, one of you will have to do two. What's the next one say?"

"Jack off in the sauna," he read. He opened the third one and read, "Elevator, five to two, meet on six." He read it again silently and then asked, "What does that mean?"

Rossi laughed out loud. "It's one of mine," he said. "It means you call the elevator to the fifth floor. When it gets there, you put all of your clothes inside it and send it to the second floor. Then you go to the sixth floor and call it up. And hope your clothes are still there."

"Holy shit, we can't do that. Anyone could come by. How would we explain what we were doing?" Shawn asked.

"That's your problem, and you'd better have a story to tell in case you get caught. And if you get detention for it, or worse, think about how much I'll enjoy putting fresh strips on your ass," Lucia said.

"But what if somebody does take the clothes," Seth asked. "Does it count if we wait for it on the sixth floor and it comes up empty?"

Rossi and Lucia had to meet for a second before answering. "Yes," Rossi said. "It doesn't matter if you get your clothes back or not, as long as you do the five, two, and six parts."

Bart read the fourth one. "Bathing suit or towel." Again, he looked up for help.

"My idea," Lucia said. "You go out on the balcony and drop your bathing suit to the street below. Then you go down wearing just a towel until you find it. Once you do, you take the towel off and put the bathing suit on and come back. But at no time do you have both the towel and the bathing suit on."

"What happens if somebody takes the suit and it isn't there?"

"Same as the elevator. You come back up with the towel."

Shawn started to cry. "Please Lucia, don't make us do them. We'll do something when we get home or…"

"And then you'll get more days added to the punishment, so you'd better have good stories or be able to keep kids from telling Mr. Bliss," Lucia said. "And when you do these, none of the others can help you. You're on your own."

Rossi looked at the three boys. "Time's wasting and you have to get these done before supper so that you can draw three more."

"Yeah, about that," Lucia said. "How'd you like to be done after these four?"

"Of course we would," Seth said. "What do we have to do to get out of the next three?"

"Is Creepy Crawley's dick really as long as you said?" Seth nodded his head. "Then if you can get through these four without getting into trouble AND you can talk him into coming to my room and giving me a look at it while its hard, then the punishment is over. I don't care how you do it."

"But they still have to give each other blow jobs at night and in the morning," Rossi said.

"Okay, the punishment is over except for that. Go and get started and good luck."

They got dressed and headed up to their room, wondering first who was going to do what and second, how they could convince Matthew to do it.