Trick or Treat
by Aldric

Copyright 2008 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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"What are we going to do for Halloween this year?" Kade asked.

"I don't know, we're getting kind of old to dress up," Mark answered.

"Yeah, but we still want the candy," I said. We all were thirteen. Kade and Mark were my best friends, had been for years. In the past we'd worn costumes that we created ourselves. Some were pretty wacky, but we always came home with tons of candy. But Mark was right; going out in a costume now that we were teenagers didn't seem as cool.

"Maybe instead of dressing up we should dress down this year," Kade said. Mark and I looked at him, waiting for more. "Maybe see who would come the closest to going naked."

"Naked! Are you crazy? You won't even undress in front of us when we camp out!" It went without saying that I wouldn't undress in front of them either, but I wasn't the one who had just proposed trick or treating while naked.

"Not naked, Trev, just as close as you dare. Like I could go as Tarzan and just wear a loin cloth."

"If you went as Tarzan, I could go as a headhunter and carry a spear. I could use something to darken my skin too. I'd just have a loin cloth on too. I couldn't do it alone but I could if you were with me," Mark said.

"You guys are nuts. There is no way in hell that either of you would go trick or treating like that, so let's drop it and decide what we're really going to do." We live in a warm climate, Halloween night would not go below 60 so they could do it without freezing. But we were all very modest. The idea was stupid and none of us would do it. Even when we played strip poker we only played down to our underpants and even that embarrassed the hell out of us.

"I'm not too chicken to do it, and Mark is willing. It sounds like you are though. Cluck, Cluck, Cluck." Kade stuck his hands in his armpits and started doing the chicken dance.

"Okay, if you guys are so brave, go ahead and do it. But if, no when you chicken out, then we'll know you're all just talk."

"If you're so sure we'd chicken out, how about a little bet?"

"Okay, I'm in. " I thought for a minute and then said, "You guys go wearing just a loin cloth, no underwear, all the way around the block, stopping at each house. But if you chicken out then I take a picture of you in your costumes and you have to tape it to your locker for a week." I knew that would make them back down. And backing down from a bet was almost as bad as chickening out.

"And if we do it, then you have to go streaking!" Mark said. "Two blocks, totally naked, and only sidewalks or streets, no cutting through yards."

Wow, now I was in a tight spot. I still knew they'd chicken out, but what if they didn't? The idea of me running naked might be enough for them to go through with it. I had to strengthen the pot and get them to drop out now. "Okay, but you guys have to go before it gets dark, and just a loin cloth covering your front and back, no piece underneath. And I can wait until its dark before I go."

"If you can do it after dark, so can we, that's only fair," Mark said. When he said that I knew I was winning.

"You can either go as soon as we get done going around the block, or you can wait until it gets dark. But if you wait for dark then you have to do four blocks, two up and two over. And if you, no when you chicken out, then we get a picture of your bare butt and you have to paste that on your locker for a week." Kade wasn't going to make it easy for me.

If I was smart enough I'd have realized that Kade was going to do it and I should back out now and let them tease me for a week. They'd probably make me join them in a loin cloth, but that would be better than running around naked. But I wasn't being smart and having my two best friends' call me chicken seemed at the time like the worst that could happen.

"You've got a deal!" I said. We did the spit shake to seal it.

"So what are you going to wear while we're in our costumes?" Mark asked. "You are still going to come with us, aren't you?"

"Of course I am, otherwise you might cheat and skip houses. Maybe I'll just wear a soccer jersey and shorts."

With that decided, we had to split and go home to dinner and homework. There were two nights until Halloween, but I didn't worry about it. After all, they were as embarrassed as me to be seen wearing nothing but underpants, so there was just no way they were going to go around the block wearing just a loin cloth.

The next day they showed me their costumes. They had cut four strips from some heavy brown fabric and stapled one end of each piece over the front and back of a belt. I looked at Mark and he was pale. Now that he could see what he'd be wearing he looked scared and I knew it wouldn't take much to get him to bail out.

"I hear it's going to be windy tomorrow. That could leave you flapping in the breeze. You sure you're up for this Mark?"

Mark looked sick and I knew I had him. "Why don't you try them on now? Right now there's only me here to see you. We can get the picture taken to hang on your locker. Then we can plan on what we're really going to do tomorrow night." I knew I was being an ass, but I really needed Mark to chicken out or else.

"Maybe he's right Kade. Maybe we…"

"Maybe he should model his costume for us. The one he's going to wear after we finish our rounds. Don't let him scare you; I'll fix it so the wind doesn't bother us." Kade looked right at me and added, "Unless you're having second thoughts. Just think, two blocks in the light or four in the dark, totally naked. And don't forget, after the sun sets the street lights come on. Picture yourself naked, running up and down the streets Trav, because Mark and me are going to do this."

Okay, I wasn't the only one who could be an ass. I wanted to chicken out, but that would mean, well, that I was too chicken to pay off a bet I hadn't even lost yet. And, I'd have to paste a picture of my bare butt on my locker. And that meant that I'd have to let them see me bare! Maybe I could still get out of this.

"Look, I don't want to ruin our friendship over this. It was mean of me to say you guys would chicken out and I'm sorry I said it. Why don't we just drop this, okay?"

"Yeah, Kade, maybe he's right. It was a stupid bet, let's just drop it," Mark said. One down, one to go and I was off the hook.

"Sure, we can. As soon as I get my camera so that you two can both tape a picture on your locker. I told you I wasn't chicken to do it, and you made a bet Trav. We're still friends, and I hope that doesn't change, but we spit-shook on it. Mark, I'm telling you, it won't be that bad for us. Don't quit now. Trav is never going to run around naked and all three of us know it, so all he'll have to do is let us get a picture of his butt and tape it up. And as soon as a teacher sees the picture it'll come down anyway and we won't hold him to the week. Okay?"

"I guess you're right," Mark said. "I'm still in. But you can do something about the wind, right?"

None of us had ever welched on a bet before and I wasn't going to be the first. I'd just have to come up with some other way to convince them to drop it. But nothing was coming to mind.

"I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow then," I said.

"Yeah, we'll start at your house at six," Kade said. As I turned he asked me, "Are you really going to do it? Go streaking I mean? Because if it was me I'd think that would be easier then explaining the picture after chickening out."

"I don't know," I said honestly. "Is there anything else I could do instead?"

Kade thought for a second and said, "I guess if you went trick or treating to three houses I'd count that instead. You could have a bag to cover your privates. You'd still be naked but it would be over a lot quicker."

"I'll think about it," I said as I headed home.

That night my dreams were filled with thoughts of me naked. And every time I woke up I had a boner. School the next day was a blur and every time I passed my locker I thought about a picture of my bare butt pasted on it. I was even starting to wonder what life would be like if I chickened out of that too. Kade would tell everyone that I didn't honor a bet, and our friendship would be ruined, but at least people wouldn't see parts of me that I didn't want seen.

But that day at recess something happened to make me realize I couldn't back out of the whole bet and get away with it. I'd heard a rumor that Adam Garret had lost a bet and chickened out, just like I was thinking of doing. I was hanging out on the corner of the school, avoiding Kade and Mark, when I saw Billy Westmore and some of his friends push Adam towards me. A lot of other kids, including girls, followed. They got him just around the corner, right next to me, where none of the teachers could see and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles and then through him on the ground. He was the first boy I'd ever seen get pantsed.

"I told you what would happen if you didn't pay the bet," Billy said. He bent over and grabbed Adam's pants and underpants and pulled them over his shoes. He rolled them in a ball and threw them back onto the playground. He and his friends left, but there were bunches of kids, boys and girls, who stood around and laughed at Adam as he ran after his clothes and struggled to pull his underwear and pants over his shoes and then back up. I even laughed a little until I realized it could be me who everyone was laughing at next. Adam had tears in his eyes and he ran off to try and be alone somewhere but the group who saw him followed him.

I decided right then it would be far better to let my friend see me, or even go streaking and honor the bet than to be humiliated like that at school.

I was too nervous to eat much at dinner and as soon as I was excused I went to my room to put on my soccer shorts and jersey. I had already decided I was going to lose the bet, so I didn't even wear underpants under the shorts.

Kade and Mark showed up right on time. My sister laughed at them and they both blushed, but they came inside anyway. My mom gave them a look like she thought they were crazy but she gave them candy anyway.

"What did you do to keep the front from blowing around?" I asked as we headed down the driveway.

"I folded the bottom over and put stones in it, then stapled it shut," Kade said. As we approached the house next door he looked me square in the eye and said, "You might yet win this bet. It seemed like a good idea when I was fully dressed, but now that I'm outside I feel kind of exposed. But I'm going to try and get through it, and Mark promised he would go as far as I did."

Mark nodded his head in agreement. I still had a chance! "Don't think about getting a boner," I said, knowing full well that telling him to not think about it would mean it was the only thing he could think about. I even glanced at the sides of the front loin cloth, where I thought I could see Kade's balls. Not that I'm gay or anything, but in nine years of friendship I'd never seen either one of them in less than a bathing suit or underwear, and I was curious. I also wanted to know how I compared to them, size wise. But I couldn't see enough on either one to tell.

After a dozen houses, the looks and comments they got were all the same and I could tell that both boys were getting more comfortable. "Still thinking about not getting a boner?" I asked, hoping to upset them. "If your dick is as big as mine it'll poke the cloth out nearly a foot."

"You wish. If my dick was as big as yours it wouldn't even dent the cloth," Mark said, but I swear I saw the cloth move forward.

By the time we did three more houses Mark did have a boner. He held his bag in front of his groin, but I could now see through the gap between the front and back cloths. His balls were clearly visible and I could make out a bit of his dick.

Kade saw me looking, but instead of giving me a hard time he lifted the front of his cloth and said, "I've got one too. But I'm not ready to quit yet."

I was surprised, it was the first time any one of us had ever allowed another to see their dick. We'd never even peed next to each other. I was also impressed with the fact that they weren't giving up.

But then something came up that I thought might get me off the hook. As we turned the corner at the end of the block there were five girls from our class coming from the other direction.

"Oh shit," said Mark, who used his candy bag as a screen.

"We could turn around and go home guys," I said hopefully. "I wouldn't blame you. And for going this far I'd only make you hang the picture on your locker for one day instead of a week."

The girls had discovered what I had, that they could see parts of Kade and Mark along the gap between the front and back cloth sections. I don't know how Kade and Mark kept their cool, knowing that the girls were seeing their dick and balls, but somehow they both did. It was clear they both had boners.

"Are you really going to do it?" Sally Ganders asked me. "Or are you going to be like Adam Garret and let us see you on the playground?"

I had made up my mind. If Mark could do this, so could I. And nobody was going to compare me to Adam. "If they complete the bet then I have to," I said, sounding more bold then I felt.

The girls wanted to know where and when, and Kade told them. They said they'd be keeping watch. "Tell everybody else too, give him more to worry about," Mark said.

"We'll do that," Sally said. "See you soon Trev—will it be in the light or after dark?"

"I haven't lost the bet yet," was all I could say to them. After the girls had moved on we could still hear them giggling. "Thanks a lot Mark," I said.

"That's for making me get a boner," he said. I had done it on purpose, so it seemed fair. I didn't say anything more about it.

"I'll make a deal with you, Kade said. I was in the mood for hearing any deals he wanted to offer. "After that, how bad can it be for Mark and me? I mean, they pretty much saw our dicks. We're so close to naked it hardly matters. But we got through it, so we aren't going to stop now. But if you want to go now, I'll let you start from here. You can stop when you get home. It's a quarter block less distance, and the girls won't have time to tell hardly anyone else."

I had to admit, it sounded like a good offer. The girls were going to have a crowd of kids waiting for me otherwise, and it was obvious that Kade and Mark were going to complete their trek. "How do I know you won't stop? I mean, I'd be doing the bet as if I lost and you guys could just go on home."

"I'll spit-shake that we won't. If we don't do every house the rest of the way around and you streak the two blocks, then we'll streak for four blocks." He spit on his hand and held it out to me.

I already knew I was beat and I wasn't going to get a better offer. He was right, if the two of them could stand there while the girls peeked at their privates; they weren't going to give up later. "What the hell, you're on." I spit in my hand and we shook on it.

"Next time we play strip poker we're going all the way," I said as I peeled off my jersey. "And you guys are going to lose." I pulled my shorts down, exposing my own boner to my friends. They looked at mine with the same interest I had looked at theirs. "Please, can I keep my shoes?" I asked.

"Sure, and your glasses too, you're naked enough. We'll see you at your house as soon as we get done trick or treating. And remember, you don't have to go around the two blocks. You can go to three houses naked with us instead and you'd be done."

I heard him, but there was no way I was going to ring a doorbell and stand there naked at three houses. I handed my candy bag to Mark and took off.

In order to continue up the street I lived on for another block I had to go back to the corner. I saw the girls who had just past us standing on the corner talking to three guys from my class. All I could do was run past them as fast as I could. My boner was flopping all over the place, making it hard to run.

But run I did, even as the girls started screaming and the guys cheering. I passed them and continued up the block, past kids of every age from six to sixteen. Mothers walking younger kids yelled at me, a few fathers laughed. But I ran past them all.

I reached the next corner and turned right, but then I knew I had made a miscalculation. In my haste to get done as quickly as possible I had failed to consider whether or not I could run at top speed the whole way around. I still had a long way to go and I was already gasping for breath.

By the time I reached the next corner I was spent and couldn't run to save my life. All I could do was cover my boner and walk as fast as I could. I wished then that I had kept my candy bag.

Boys from the lower grades threw candy at me as they passed, laughing so hard they could hardly walk. A mother used her kid's candy bag to spank my backside as I passed. I nearly lifted my hands from my groin to protect my ass, but that would have meant exposing my boner to all the kids in front of me.

I couldn't believe that I was walking down the street behind my house bare naked. I vowed that I would never again make another bet with Kade even though I knew I would break my vow. As I approached the street I had started from my breath was retuning, and just in time. The girls had found more kids from my class and at least twenty kids were gathered waiting for me.

To run I would have to move my hands, and not only hadn't my boner gone down, it was now harder than ever. The gang of kids knew I was approaching them, in fact I think every kid for several blocks around had heard about the streaker. But if I ran now the best I would be able to do would be to make it to the next corner. Then I would turn right and still have a block and a half to home.

But girls, a dozen of them or more, were waiting ahead of me, and all of them from my class. I knew I'd be hearing about this for the rest of the school year.

I moved my hands and started running as fast as I could, my boner swinging free again. But as I got to the corner, there was a car coming and I had to stop and wait. The car was filled with high school kids, three boys and a girl, and they blocked my way as the girls from my grade gathered around.

"Hop in kid and we'll get you out of here," one of the kids in the back seat said. I was tempted, and almost got in, but at the last moment common sense kicked in. Who knows where they would take once they had me in their car. I could end up clear on the other end of the subdivision.

I tried to go behind them, but they backed up. I turned back towards the front and they moved forward. "Put your hands in the air and I'll let you go by," the driver said.

I tried to fake going one way and then the other, but the kid driving was too quick for me. With the corner crowded with kids yelling and laughing at me and more kids arriving to jeer at me with each passing second, I decided to see if the driver was dependable. I raised my arms in the air, giving everyone a good look at my twitching boner.

The driver said "you've got balls kid," and he put the car in gear and pulled out of the intersection. I took off running again.

As I ran, I passed Mark and Kade, who cheered me on. My streak had taken all of the pressure off of them; nobody was paying any attention to two boys in loin clothes when there was a totally naked kid running past.

I kept passing kids, all of them from right here in the neighborhood. I passed the twins, Terry and Timmy Rodgers, who I babysat for sometimes. They were nine, and I knew my babysitting was going to be a little different next time.

Nobody offered to help or give me something to cover myself with; they all just laughed or screamed. The laughter was better because the screaming girls just attracted more attention to my journey.

By the time I reached the next corner I was panting for breath and my legs were tired. I had to slow down to a walk again, but that meant that I could cover my dick again. I felt something slimy on my hands and looked. My dick was leaking cum and I could see spots of it on my legs. I still had a block and a half to go.

Exhausted, I finally reached my street. I had only a half block to go. But my effort to hide my dick from the hundreds of kids was causing a new problem. My hand was rubbing across the head of my dick, and it felt good! Before I could stop my balls tightened up and I shot three globs of sticky cum into my hands. My nightmare continued as I realized I had just beat off on the street in broad daylight with dozens of kids to witness it.

And it didn't go unnoticed. Sally Ganders and her friends had run down the street to meet me, arriving just as I shot my load into my hand.

"Oh my god, he's playing with himself," one of them said. I was too spent to run and had to walk. They parted as I approached and joined in on the sides and walked along with me.

"What's it like to be out here completely naked with everyone seeing you?" Sally asked.

I didn't feel like talking, but I didn't want to make her angry by being rude. After all, I was pretty much at their mercy right then. "It's horrible, the worst bet I ever lost. I know you want to watch me to the end, and I don't blame you, but I would really like it if you just let me go."

"Stop walking and put your hands over your head again for five seconds and we will," she told me.

Again, I knew I wasn't going to get a better offer. I stopped and raised my hands, giving them a close up of my dick. A streamer of cum ran from my dick towards the ground and caught on my knee, but at least I had gone partially soft. The girls stared and giggled, but when I lowered my hands and covered up again they simply said, "Thanks, we'll see you in school," and they ran off laughing.

When I got to my driveway, I suddenly realized that Kade and Mark had my clothes. I had two choices—I could go in the house naked and find out how my mom would react or I could hang out here naked with kids passing by constantly. I decided to go inside.

"Trevor Steward Nichols, what on earth is wrong with you," my mom said as I came in naked. Unfortunately, by brother and sister had both returned from their trick or treating and when they heard my mother use my full name they came running, the little brats. They both broke out in howling laughter.

"Did someone do this to you?" my mom asked. I was hoping she'd send my siblings away, but I guess she didn't care if they saw me. After all, everyone else in the neighborhood had.

"No, I lost a bet. Can I go now?" I asked.

"Well, I hope it was worth it." She looked closely at the cum on my legs. "Go wash your hands and legs." She was married to my father; she had to know what it was that was all over me. Having my mom see my cum all over my hands and legs was horrible, but at least she didn't say anything about it except to go wash. I hurried upstairs with my sister and brother right behind me.

"And don't you yell at Brent or Karen. If you can run around outside naked then you don't deserve any privacy from them," she said, referring to my siblings.

I washed myself as my ten year old brother explained to our eight year old sister the names of my body parts. I knew better than to try and chase them away or yell at them. My mother had been pretty cool and hadn't even mentioned any punishment, but I knew from the warning she gave me as I went up the stairs that if I caused any trouble I'd be in for it.

They followed me into the room I shared with Brent and didn't leave until I was dressed again. Kade and Mark showed up a few minutes later. I heard my mother as she asked them if their costume was the reason I had come home naked and Kade admitted it was. "I hope you three grow up before next year," was all she said.

Brent and Karen followed them into the room and Karen pulled up the front of Mark's loin cloth to get a look at his privates. I figured that was enough and told them to leave. Brent took one look through the side of Kade's costume but then he and Karen left. We could hear their laughter until they were all the way downstairs.

"Well, I heard you put on quite a show," Kade said. "If it makes you feel any better, some kids held our covers up just as the same girls passed by, so they got to see us just as naked as they did you."

It did make me feel a little better. "You know we're going to be the talk of school for months," I said. "I can't believe we did it. We must be as stupid as my mother thinks we are."

"Yeah, but nobody is going to be pulling our pants down and throwing them onto the playground. Everyone knows now that we've got balls!" Mark said, and he raised his cloth to show us his. We felt like we had achieved some measure of maturity and no longer had to hide our bodies from each other.

It was certainly the most memorable Halloween of my life. And the next year when we had to shower after gym class we had no problem standing naked in the open shower room. The same could not be said for the other boys in our class, most of whom were now being seen naked for the first time since they were babies.