The Outsider Chapter 10

The Outsider Chapter 10
by Aldric

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I still had the vibrator in me, and it had turned back to rubbing on my prostrate again. All my clothes, with the exception of my shoes, had been burned. My hands were still handcuffed behind me. The walk home was going to be a lot longer than usual but I knew I had to go there.

When I did finally sneak into the backyard my sister Cassie was waiting for me. Also with her were our cousins, Chuck Decker, and a girl who had to be in high school.

"It's about time you got here!" Cassie said. "You're very late; I've a good mind not to take you to Ben's house for the weekend."

Ben Kosinski was as close to a best friend as I've ever had. Somehow the thought of going to his house and escaping all of this seemed like a reward.

"I hear that Ed Bently gave you a present today," Ginny said. Can we see it?"

I mumbled an answer but with the underpants jammed in my mouth none of them understood it. But Ginny came forward and looked in the pouch, finding the extra batteries and the bigger butt plug.

"When you come back I expect you'll be using the bigger one so get some practice inserting it this weekend." I wondered how I could ever explain that to Ben, but somehow I knew I was going to have to. "Also I expect you to wear out these batteries pretty quickly too. You can buy more in Central City."

"We've got to get going right now because Chuck's sister is going to drive and she has to be home for a date." I guessed the older girl was Chuck Decker's sister. She was holding her hand in front of her mouth and laughing into it while checking me out.

"Scott, get Pete into the car, he can get dressed on the way. I'll grab an extra pair of shorts for him and lock up the house," Ginny said. "Chuck, are you coming too?"

"Much as I'd like to, I think I'll pass. But it sure is nice to see you again outsider," he said.

Scott actually grabbed me by the dick and pulled me towards the car. I was so sensitive that I nearly shot just from his touch. Rather than releasing the handcuffs he just shoved me into the back seat and pulled the seatbelt around me, leaving my hands behind my back.

I thought the vibrator was bad when I was standing up, but sitting on it was a lot worse. It drove it hard into my prostrate and it was still set on the fast speed. I squealed through the balled up underpants trying to get Scott to release me but instead he ran his finger across my erection, making me jump in the seat. If the seatbelt hadn't been on I would have hit my head.

"Watch this," Scott said as the three girls got in. He ran his finger across my dick again and again I jumped, my dick was twitching madly.

"If he makes a mess in my car one of you two will have to clean it up," Decker's sister said as she started the car.

"Here, I've got an idea," Ginny said. She reached around Scott and pulled the underpants from my mouth and put them in front of my dick. "Now you can do that without worrying about the mess," she said.

"I've heard good reports about you today," Connie said from the front seat. "I expect you'll do as you're told this weekend and not get into trouble. Keep it up and maybe, just maybe, people will start to ignore you in school."

"Ohhh, ah, ohhh!" was all I could say as Scott ran his finger across the top of my dick again.

"Do it right here, at the bottom right behind the pink helmet," Ginny said, showing her brother the spot. As soon as Scott did it my dick erupted, shooting all the cum that had been trying to get out for the last hours. The underpants caught it all.

"Please undo the handcuffs Scott," I begged.

"He's making too much noise, quiet him down like he was before Scott," my sister said. Scott picked up the mighty mouse underpants and shoved them into my mouth. I could taste my own cum on them.

I was aware now that we were driving down a crowded street heading for the freeway with me naked in the back seat and my white underpants sticking out of the corners of my mouth. I just hoped that they would let me get dressed and take the vibrator out before we got to Ben's house.

Shortly after we got on the freeway Decker's sister said "We're attracting attention." She pointed to a minivan that was passing us slowly on the left. Three girls in the back had their face against the window looking at me as they passed. "It's the third time they've gone by us."

"Take the underpants out of his mouth," Ginny said to Scott. "Is that the only pair of underpants you brought?" she asked me.

"Of course it is," I said. "I didn't even know we were going today!"

"You'd better watch your tone," Connie told me. "I'm going to check with your friends and I'd better hear that you behaved."

I suddenly remembered my place in this new world order. "Joel Treadmore told me this is all I need. But I have to have them clean every day," I said, figuring that she either already knew that or would find out anyway.

"Okay than, you should have said that to start with. I'll make sure Ben knows. But machine washing would be too hard on the emblem so you'll have to hand wash them each night and hang them up to dry."

As we got closer my sister started giving directions to Ben's house. I was getting hard from the vibrator again and didn't want Ben to see me like this. "Could I please have something to wear before we get there?" I asked.

"Should I do something to make him quiet again?" Scott asked, but my sister turned around and dropped a pair of blue shorts on my lap. "Go ahead and put those on him," she said to Scott.

Scott ignored the soiled underpants he had dropped in my lap and just pulled the shorts on over my feet. But I couldn't rise up off the seat to allow him to pull them past my knees.

"Don't worry about it, we can fix them when we get there and he's standing up," Ginny said.

I rode the rest of the way in silence. As soon as the car pulled into the driveway my sister got out and rang the front doorbell. She was in the house as Scott undid the seat belt and helped me get out, but he didn't try to pull the shorts up. Instead he put my underpants on top of my head and led me towards the door. I realized I wasn't going to have to hide anything from Ben; he was going to see it for himself. I just hoped none of his neighbors were watching.

As soon as I entered the house I saw my nightmare was going to get worse. Ben wasn't alone; with him were three other kids from Pikeland Academy, Frank Burnside, Jacob Sanders, and Devin Hassling. Jacob wasn't a bad kid and I'd never really had trouble with Frank before, but Devin was a bully. And unless a lot had changed in a week, Ben hadn't invited him over; Ben and I had both avoided Devin as much as we could.

My sister had a huge smile on her face as I came. "Okay, everything is set. Here's some stuff for you," she said as she pushed a bag into my backpack. "Now do as you're told and stay out of trouble and we'll see you Saturday evening."

She went out the door, leaving me standing there with a boner. My cum-filled briefs were on my head, my shorts were around my knees, and my hands were handcuffed behind my back. And the room was quiet enough for all of them to hear the vibrating butt plug; it would only be a short period of time before they got interested in the source of the noise.

"Hot damn!" Devin said as he stepped forward. "You sure look like you're having a bad day. I always suspected you had the hots for Ben here; popping wood before you came inside kind of proves it." Frank and Jacob moved forward as well. I looked at Ben and he just shrugged his shoulders as if to say it wasn't his plan.

Just then the battery in the vibrator died. The change in the noise had to be apparent to all. "You have so much to tell us Coutier," Devin said. "We've got a little while before we have to get going."

"Going?" I asked. "Going where?"

"Tell him Bennie," Devin said.

I knew that Ben hated that name. "Devin's parents will be out tonight. We're going to spend the night at his house," Ben said to me. His voice didn't sound like he was looking forward to it. He pulled the string with the key on it over my head and unlocked the handcuffs. I quickly pulled the shorts up and took the underpants off my head.

"Don't sound so disappointed Bennie," Devin said. "You've been invited to a private party; you should at least sound grateful."

"Uh, yeah, I am. Thanks for inviting me, Devin," Ben said.

"Now, let's find out what our friend Pete has been up to," Devin said. "Go on and have a seat."

"First off, what Ben would really like to know is, are you queer?"

"No, of course not," I started. Devin pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. He waited until he answered it and said into the phone, He said he's not queer. Is that true?"

A second later he handed the phone to me. "Someone wants to talk to you," he said.

I held the phone up to my ear and said "hello?"

Ginny was on the other end. "How dare you lie to your friends like that. You'll treat them with the same respect you treat us and you'll answer questions as if I were the one asking them. Come Monday we'll discuss this again but between now and then this had better be the last call I get." She hung up before I could reply so I gave Devin his phone back.

Devin just sat there looking at me, waiting. "Uh, that wasn't the right answer," I said, hating myself. "I'm queer." Ben's eyes got as big around as saucers.

"I figured as much," Devin said. Frank and Jacob also had expressions of surprise.

"Ever sucked dick?"

"Yes," I said.

"How many times?"

"Ten or so I guess." I really hadn't kept count.

"You any good at it?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"I'll bet you'd like to suck Bennie's dick right now, wouldn't you?"

I knew how I'd have to answer that question if Ginny asked it, but I sure didn't want to. But if Devin called her again I knew I'd be paying for it for another week or longer. "Yeah, I'd like that," I said.

Ben's eyes got even wider and his face turned red. I suddenly realized that he had no clue what was up. My sister must have set this whole thing up with Devin and never said a word to Ben.

"Alright Bennie boy!" Devin said. "He says he wants to suck you off. Why don't you make him happy? Make yourself happy too."

Ben's face went an even darker shade of red. "Uh, no, I don't think so," he said.

"Oh, come on, don't be shy, we're just guys here," Devin said. "I'll tell you what, take him up to your room and you can do it in private."

Ben sat there and squirmed for a few seconds. Then he looked at me and asked, "Are you really queer?"

"I'm queer," I said. The look of disgust on his face showed that he believed me. I wanted to die. Then I thought, 'The hell with this.' Soon I would be moving back here and away from CMS for good. I couldn't let Ben think I was really gay.

"Ben, I'm not really queer. My sister and my cousin set this up. I have to say certain things or I get punished, really bad punished. Devin knows about it; that's why he called her."

Ben looked confused; I wasn't sure which statement he believed, so I tried again. "If someone asks me if I'm gay, I have to say I'm queer. If someone tells something they want me to do, like Devin did, then I have to say it or do it." I could see the look of surprise on Devin's face, but I still wasn't sure about Ben.

"Okay bright boy, I'm calling your cousin again," Devin said.

"Wait a minute," Ben said. Devin held his phone in his hand, but he didn't dial. "What kind of things do they do? What could they possible do to make you say something like that?"

I told him the whole story, everything that had happened. I even told them about the butt plug out and explained that the other outsiders had ganged up on me because I tried to resist.

When I was done, he asked, "But won't they be all over you again, maybe even worse, for telling us this? You know that Devin is going to call and tell them."

"So he does," I said, feeling stronger than I had in a while. "But my mom's had the baby, which means we'll be coming back home soon. I'll have to put up with it for a few days, maybe a week at the worst and then it'll be over and I'll be back here."

"Pete, your mom put your old house up for sale. She told my mom she couldn't afford it here anymore and is going to buy a place near your aunt's house."

"What? She wouldn't do that to me," I said. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "We have to move back here; I won't last another month there!"

"That's right Petey," Devin said. "You're dead! As soon as I call your cousin and sister and tell them what you've done I'll bet they come back here tonight to get you." He started punching numbers into his phone.

"Wait!" Ben said. Devin paused. "Don't call. He's never done anything to you and they're making his life hell anyway; why make it worse?"

Devin continued holding the phone, thinking. Finally he turned it off. "You're right Bennie; what was I thinking?" Ben looked relieved, but Devin changed that. "Why should a bunch of farmers have all the fun? Pete is now an outsider here too and it's time we let him know how we treat outsiders in our town."

He looked at me and said, "You do everything you're told, just like if you were at your school." Then he looked at Ben and said, "and you are part of it. You will make him do crazy, humiliating, and stupid stuff. If both of you play your roles right and me and Frank and Jacob enjoy it then I won't place that phone call."

"If we do this, do you promise you won't tell them what he said?" Ben asked.

"Sure, I promise. What difference does it make to me? I'd rather be a part of it than just hear about what happens. But not just this weekend; Coutier's an outsider here from now on. Each time he comes back to visit we make sure he knows he doesn't belong here."

Ben looked at me and I nodded my head. This was sure going to suck but it would be worse if Cassie or Ginny found out I told. And if I was never going to live here again then at least the humiliation would be limited to just this time.

"Okay then, let's see just how much you hate outsiders that come into your house and lie to you. Make him do something," Devin said to Ben.

"Uh, okay, uh, like what? I don't know what to make him do," Ben said. Devin pulled his phone back out and dialed the area code. Ben got the message. "Okay, show us that thing you have in your ass."

I was too ready to comply with that order. Even though the battery had died it still made me feel uncomfortable and full. I unhooked the retention strap and worked it out.

"Oh, gross," Jacob said. "Go to the bathroom and clean it off!"

Once again, a command I could easily complete. I had no more than finished washing it off then Frank came running into the bathroom. "The Ice Cream truck is coming around the corner and we're going to send you out to buy something. Put your underpants on."

The cum hadn't dried yet and was on both the inside and the outside. I had to squeeze my balls into the tight fabric.

"Here's five dollars," Ben said, handing me the money. "Go out and buy five popsicles and bring them back here. And don't forget to bring my change."

It sounded easy enough, but as I reached for my shorts Devin stopped me. "No, just go like you are," he told me. Even Ben had a smile on his face.

I ran from the house wearing nothing but the mighty mouse underpants and clutching the five bills. Unfortunately, I was not alone. Four other kids, all boys about ten years old, had already gathered around the side window. They didn't see me until I got in line behind them.

"Did you maybe forget something kid?" the driver asked when he saw me standing there. That caused the other four kids to turn and see me and begin to laugh.

"Mighty mouse? Aren't you a little too old for that?" one of them asked.

"Uh, they were all I could find," I said by way of an answer. "I don't suppose you'd let me cut in line?"

"No cutting in line; you have to wait your turn," the boy said. One of his friends whispered something to his friends.

"Uh, I'll have an ice cream cone," the first boy in line said.

"What flavor?"

"Chocolate. No, wait, what flavors do you have?" the boy asked.

The driver went though the list but the kid couldn't make up his mind. Then he asked what flavor popsicles the driver had. I got it then; these boys were going to make me stand out here in my underpants as long as they could.

I expected the driver to mad at the kids wasting his time, but he looked at me and smiled, allowing the boy to ask about everything in the truck's inventory. Finally the kid made a selection and then it was the second kid's turn.

He went through the same questions as the first kid and the driver never tried to hurry him. The third kid did the same. By now there were two other kids in line behind me, a boy and a girl. The boy was probably eleven and the girl a year or so older. I was getting more and more embarrassed standing here waiting.

Finally the fourth kid was done and it was my turn. Without hesitating I ordered the five popsicles. "Don't you want to know what flavors I have?" the driver asked.

"Please just give me five orange ones," I said, hoping to end this before the crowd of kids got bigger. The four boys who had been in line ahead of me were still hanging around and I could see a couple other kids heading this way from up the street.

"No sir, I can't give you any popsicles," the driver said. I nearly passed out until he laughed and added, "You'll have to buy them." I handed him the money and he put the popsicles on the counter and turned around to get the change.

"Sorry, but I'm nearly out of change," he said when he came back over. He handed me fifteen nickels and the five popsicles. Without pockets I had trouble hanging on to both.

As I turned to run back to Ben's house I heard one of the kids who had been in line ahead of me say "Now!" and before I could react a hand grabbed each side of the elastic band on the underpants and yanked my underpants down to my knees. The other kids all yelled their approval.

I was already balancing the popsicles and the money and didn't have a hand left to stop him or pull them back up.

I tried to run back, but the underpants slipped down to my ankles and slowed my movement to a slow walk. When I did reach Ben's door I couldn't get it open and had to knock.

"Who's there?" Ben said from inside. I could see Jacob, Frank, and Devin watching from the front window.

"It's me, Ben, open up please. I'm naked out here."

"Me who? You have to be more specific. I don't want to open the door to some pervert or something." He could hardly get the words out he was laughing so hard. I was glad he was enjoying this.

"Come on, Ben, it's me, Pete. Please open the door."

"Pete who?" came the response from inside.

"Pete Coutier," I said.

"Pete's not here!" A round of laughter erupted from inside the house. I knocked again, getting desperate now.

"Who's there?" Ben said again, trying his best to sound normal through his laughter.

"It's me Pete," I said. "Come on guys, please let me in."

"Pete's not here!" Ben said, causing another round of laughter. Even the kids in the street could hear it. But finally the door opened and I ran inside.

"Damn it Ben, I thought you were my friend!" I said, letting the emotion spill out without thinking.

"Hey, don't get mad at Bennie or I'll just have to make that phone call," Devin said. "He's doing you a favor, remember?"

Ben was still laughing. "Come on, you have to admit it was pretty funny when those kids pantsed you."

I curbed my anger, not wanting to make a bad situation worse. And yes, if Ben had lost a bet or something and had to go outside in his underpants I probably would have been laughing my ass off too. I handed out the popsicles and gave Ben his change.