The Secret Part 2
by Aldric

Copyright 2006 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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The Secret, Part 2

Tyler now had two clues, but they didn't help any. The first clue was that the persons making him do stuff had done it before but he couldn't just start asking around to see if anyone would admit to it so that clue didn't help.

The second clue was that who ever was doing this lived within a quarter mile, but that didn't help much—there were probably a hundred houses within that zone.

The next phone call came a few days later. "Put on one of your sister's blouses and a skirt and go spend an hour in the park. Oh, and girls panties too, no boxers. That's all you have to do. However, if a boy comes on to your then we expect you to flirt with him. You get extra points for kissing him and even more points for doing more."

"What good do the extra points do for me?" Tyler asked, not expecting much.

"If you get enough points we'll give you two clues," the synthetic voice answered.

Hoping to be able to do this and get back home before either of his sisters caught him Tyler quickly grabbed a few things from Cassie's closet. He looked in her underwear drawer and grabbed a bra and some panties and put them on, followed by the skirt and blouse. He looked in the mirror and with his hair combed off to the sides he thought he looked more like a girl than a boy. He hurried out.

He had been in the park for fifty minutes and was nearly done with this event. A few boys had come close and one whistled at him but so far none had talked to him or come on to him.

He turned back towards the entrance gate when he saw a boy he knew from school. Tyler thought about trying to avoid him, but the boy, Mark Pierce, had already spotted him and was moving forward. If Mark recognized him he was toast. He hoped Mark would walk right past him.

But came straight towards him and stopped. "Do I know you? You look familiar. My name is Mark."

Remembering to raise his voice a little Tyler said, "I don't think we've ever met. My name is, uh, Cassie."

"Well Cassie, nice to meet you" he said. "Do you mind if I join you? You look lonely and bored."

Tyler tried to remember the rules he was given. But surely Mark couldn't be flirting with him; the word around school was that Mark was gay. But the hour wasn't up yet so Tyler didn't have any choice but to go with him. At least if what he heard at school was true he didn't have to worry about doing anything with him.

"I guess I could stay for a little while," he said, and Mark gave him a big smile.

"There's a little spot up the hill by the lake I enjoy going to sometimes. Come on, I'll show it to you." Mark took hold of Tyler's left hand and led him up the hill. Tyler felt odd holding hands with a boy, but he had to play his role.

"See, isn't it pretty up here?" Mark said when they reached the top of the hill. Mark moved them to the left where they were shielded from the walk by a hedge. In front of them was a large lake. Tyler thought this would be a great place to be if he was with a girl. He could see some kids on the other side of the lake but they were too far away to see more than shapes.

"Come on, have a seat" Mark said. When Tyler sat down, Mark put his arm around him. They chatted for a few minutes about the weather and the view but Tyler was aware that Mark's hand was inching slowly towards Tyler's chest.

"You're cute, I feel comfortable here with you. I don't have a lot of experience being with girls," Mark said.

"Yeah, I'll bet" Tyler thought. But Mark was sure coming on to him and Tyler was beginning to doubt the rumors that said Mark was gay. There was one way to find out, and he had to do it anyway.

"Would you like to kiss me?" Tyler asked not sure what response he would get from Mark.

But he was completely unprepared for what happened. Mark grabbed him and put him in a lip lock. Then he forced his tongue into Tyler's mouth and kissed him longer until they both needed to catch their breath.

Mark used the opportunity to unbutton one of the buttons on the blouse Tyler was wearing. "Uh, hey, none of that" Tyler said.

"Oh, come on, just a little feel" Mark said. "I'll let you feel mine if you want." Mark grabbed Tyler's hand and pushed it over his groin. Tyler could feel that Mark had a boner.

Meanwhile Mark's other hand was still exploring and had reached inside the skirt. Mark was gently running his fingers up Tyler's thigh and would soon be at the point where he would find out that Tyler wasn't the girl Mark thought he was.

"No!" Tyler said pulling Mark's hand back from inside the skirt. "I don't like boys touching me there."

"Oh, come on Cassie, just a little feel. You can't get pregnant from me feeling you" he said, going after Tyler with both hands this time. Tyler felt the back of Mark's hand rub against his dick and worried that Mark would notice. But Mark just moved on past and grabbed for the top of the panties and started pulling them down. Tyler squirmed to stand up and Mark managed to get the panties all the way down past Tyler's knees.

"No I said!" Tyler told him as the panties continued down to his ankles. Now he had to make sure that Mark couldn't look up the skirt and see Tyler's groin, which it appeared was exactly what Mark was trying to do.

Tyler sat back down, and that allowed Mark to get the panties off of one leg.

"Stop it!" Tyler said.

"If you want these back you'll have to do something for me" Mark said. "Just a little feel, that's all."

Tyler tried to pull the panties free from Mark's grasp but that opened his legs up and Mark immediately moved to see inside. To keep him from doing that Tyler had to kneel but Mark began lifting the skirt with one hand while still pulling the panties over Tyler's shoes with the other.

"Damn you, I said stop!" Tyler yelled as he threw a punch at Mark's face. The punch landed on the side of Mark's jaw and made him finally stop, but he had succeeded in getting the panties completely off.

"Boy, Cassie, you sure know how to punch" he said, rubbing the jaw with the panties. "Okay, if I can't see yours, how about if you do something for me?" Mark unsnapped his pants and quickly pulled his pants and boxers down exposing his boner. "Rub it for me Cassie"

"No way" Tyler said, not even using the false voice.

"Come on, please? I'll give you your panties back and leave you alone if you do."

"No way!" Tyler said as he stood up and got ready to leave.

"Come on, it will only take a few seconds, I'm hot for you" Mark pleaded. His dick jumped as he said it and a tiny bit of cum glistened around the top. 'Hey, look, your panties have your initials in them" he said suddenly. "Maybe I will keep them and ask around to see who knows you."

Tyler knew that if anyone thought that his sister Cassie had lost her panties here in the park he was screwed. She would kill him, no doubt about it.

"Okay, I'll rub it for you but you have to promise to give me my panties back" he said.

"Oh, so you really do want them back, huh? Well, maybe they're worth more now. How about something more than a hand job?"

"No! I'll rub it and that's all." Feeling kind of sick, Tyler grabbed Mark's boner and started rubbing it. It felt different than he expected and Mark had more hair than Tyler did. But the rubbing only took a few seconds before Mark arched his back and released his load.

"There, now give me back my underwear" Tyler demanded.

"Just touch it with your tongue one time" Mark said, moving the panties to under his back. "Just one touch and you can have them."

Wanting this to end, Tyler consented. Holding his breath and closing his eyes he bent over and touched the type of Mark's dick with his tongue. But he was unready for as Mark's hand reached behind him and shoved his mouth all the way down to his groin.

Tyler could feel Mark's dick at the back of his throat and gagged slightly.

"Do it and I'll let you go" Mark said. Mark was holding Tyler's head down with one hand while the other had reached inside the skirt and was kneading Tyler's ass. Afraid of what would happen if the hand on his ass were to reach around to the front; Tyler pulled his head up as far as Mark would let him.

He felt Mark's dick coming to life in his mouth as he slid up and down on it. At least Mark was quick, only a few seconds passed before he felt Mark's stomach tighten and then the hot cum shot out in three big surges. Mark let him go with the first one and the second and third shot into Tyler's face and hair.

Tyler stood up quickly with tears in his eyes. Mark rose slowly and handed him the panties. 'Thanks, it was really cool" he said before he turned and walked off.

Tyler closely at the panties before putting them on, but there weren't any initials on them, Mark had tricked him. One thing for sure, Mark was anything but queer. Feeling a little sick, Tyler pulled the panties on and ran for home.

The next call came almost as soon as Tyler got home and changed into his own clothes. The message was still using the same text-to-voice software to disguise the speaker's voice.

"You did very well in the park this morning, good enough to earn two clues. The first clue is that there are three kids in my family and the second is that we live on the same street as you."

At first the clues sounded very helpful until Tyler realized that probably half of the houses in this neighborhood had three kids. But at least he now knew it was a house on his street, and with yesterdays clue it was within a quarter mile of his house. He wanted to get on his bike and do some investigating but the voice on the phone continued.

"You did so good in the park that this time we have an easy mission for you to complete. In your closet is a set of handcuffs and a key. Tie the key to a string and hang it around your neck. Take off all of your clothing except shoes and then put on your green sweater but don't put your arms in the sleeves. Instead, keep your arms inside the sweater and cuff them behind your back. Then, go outside and don't come back until you get the cuffs off. Any questions?"

"How long are you going to keep doing stuff to me? I should just stop now," Tyler said.

"Just do it and when you get back to your bedroom we'll give you another clue. Don't do it and you know what happens. Do you want to see the video of your sister and her friend spanking you? It's at alt.biniaries.sister.spank." The phone went dead.

Tyler decided he really didn't want to see a video of his twelve-year-old sister and her friend spanking him. He found the cuffs and the key, and kicked off his clothes. The sweater was long, coming down to mid-thigh. Not that it would matter much, he had no idea how he was supposed to get the cuffs off with the key around his neck and his arms behind his back. And then he realized what he would have to do. He would have to go around asking people to remove the key and uncuff him.

And he had to choose the right people or he could end up with no key. And maybe no sweater too. His dick started to stiffen just thinking about it, but he knew that wouldn't help so he kept his mind on other subjects. As embarrassing as this was, it really was something that he fantasized about. But fantasy was one thing; he was setting out in the real world where if kids ever found out his secret he was doomed.

He cuffed his wrists behind him and tugged the sweater down as far as he could. He knew he would look ridiculous walking around with a long sweater on and bare legs sticking out, but he was beyond the point where he could chicken out.

He struggled for a few moments to open the front door and then he was outside his house. He wondered where he could go and decided the only chance was to a friend's house. He thought about Trent, who didn't live too far away. But of course then he'd have to explain to Trent why he did it.

Tyler moved behind a large oak tree in the backyard while he played out various scenarios in his head. He could tell Trent it was some big kids who did it, but Trent would want to know who they were and Tyler was the world's worst liar. Or he could say he lost a bet, but Trent would want to know the details and once again would pick apart any lie Tyler told. And even though Trent was a friend, there was no guaranty that Trent would just set him free. No, it didn't sound like going to Trent's house would solve anything.

Tyler could hear the Daughtry twins talking from their yard, so he stopped to listen.

"I heard him come outside, and he's not out front, so he must be back here" one of them said.

"I want to see if his butt is still red from yesterday. Can you image getting spanked by your sister? He must really be a wussy" the other replied. Tyler knew it was time to move on before they found him, but the only direction he could go was to cut across the yard on the other side and gradually make his way to the street behind his. If he could make it to the bottom of the hill on that street there was a field he could hide in.

He was paying so much attention to the Daughtry boys that he missed the kids sitting on a branch of a tree as he walked under it. That is, until they jumped down and landed on him, knocking him down.

"Got ya" said one of them as he sat down on Tyler's chest. Tyler's older sister sat for him sometimes so he'd seen him around. His name was Mark and he was nine. Behind him was Tommy, who was seven.

"How come you don't have any pants on?" Tommy asked, which caused Mark to turn around so that his butt was in Tyler's face. Tyler tried to bump him off, but Mark spread his legs and grabbed Tyler's sweater to hold him on. That caused the sweater to ride up even further, exposing the rest of Tyler's groin.

"Hey guys, I'm glad you caught me. I'm having a little trouble and I want you to help me," Tyler said. "Some big kids locked my hands behind my back and took my pants. If I tell you where the key is could you guys unlock my hands?"

"Heck no! Mark said. "If we do that then you'll be able to grab us and you might beat us up for knocking you down."

"No, I won't; I promise. I won't touch you at all."

Mark looked at his friend. "What do you think Tommy, should we do it?"

"Okay, but it sure is funny seeing him without any pants on."

"But if you unlock my hands, I still won't have any pants on" Tyler said, hoping they would do it.

"Where's the key?" Mark asked.

"It's on a string around my neck."

"Tommy, look and see if he's telling the truth. I think he's just trying to trick us."

Tommy moved to Tyler's head and reached inside the sweater and quickly found the string. He pulled the string over Tyler's head. "Yep, here's the key, just like he said."

Tyler knew that once his hands were free he could be away from these two kids in a second and on his way back home. "Let me roll over and you can see my hands are locked," he said.

Mark rose up just enough to let Tyler flip over and then sat back down again. He turned around and lifted the back of Tyler's sweater, exposing Tyler's hands. Tyler was just seconds from freedom, all he had to do was get Mark or Tommy to unlock just one of the handcuffs and he'd grab the key and be gone.

"There he is" yelled one of the Daughtry twin's. "Hell, it looks like Mark captured him for us."

The three Daughtry boys came running up and Tyler turned his head to see. Jake and Gerry, the eleven-year-old twins, and their twelve-year-old brother Randy were there.

"What the hell" Randy said when he saw Tyler's bare butt and the handcuffs on his wrists. "How did this happen?"

"It just did" Tyler said as his balloon burst. "Go ahead and unlock them for me, okay Tommy?"

"Uh uh, I don't think so" Jake said. "How did this just happen? Did your sister do it to you?"

Randy and Jerry pulled Tyler to his feet but didn't bother to pull the bottom of the sweater down to cover his groin.

"Yeah, Eve and her friend Claudia did it" Tyler said, fearful of what the Daughtry boys might do now that they had him.

"You wussy, you let two girls do that to you? No way they could ever do that to one of us!" Jake said. "What should we do with him?" he asked his brothers.

"Let's take him to the field. There's something there that I've always wondered about" Randy said. They began moving in the direction Tyler had been heading, pushing Tyler along ahead of them.

"Here, you need this" Tommy said, showing them the key he had taken from around Tyler's neck.

"Naw, you hang on to it. When we're done we'll bring him back to you, okay?"

Tommy was overjoyed to be allowed to keep the key and knowing that Tyler would be back.

They took him back into the back of the field before they stopped. "Whatca got planned Randy?" Jerry asked.

"Pull his sweater up over his head; I don't want him to see this" Randy said. There was nothing Tyler could do to prevent it. "Now bring him over here" Randy said, and the two younger boys pushed Tyler to his right a few steps.

Tyler could feel them doing something to his dick, but he couldn't tell what. After a few seconds they turned him a little to his left again and pushed him a step forward.

It was kind of like his fantasy, and it was enough for his dick to start to stand up. As soon as it started to grow he felt what ever they had put on his dick fall off.

"Shit, it fell off. We need something to hold it on, look around," Randy said. The twins took off but a few seconds later one of them yelled out "I've got it, will this work?"

"Yeah, that's perfect" Randy said, and a moment later Tyler felt something close hard on his dick. It didn't hurt, but it was staying in place. "Okay, step forward now" Randy said.

Tyler stepped forward and stood there.

"Nothing's happening" Randy said. "I don't get it, I thought this would work." He paused for a second and then said, "Take his shoes off!"

His sneakers were untied and pulled from his feet. Tyler could feel the soft grass they were standing on as he was again put into position for whatever they were trying to do.

"It's still not working" Randy said. "Jake, see if it's turned on."

"No way man, I'm not touching it."

"You do it or I'll hold your little dick on it and check it that way."

Tyler had no idea what they were talking about but a second later he heard a snapping noise and one of the twins, he guessed it was Jake, yell "Ouch!"

"I have an idea," the other twin said. A moment later Tyler felt something warm and wet hitting his ankles and realized the twin was peeing on him. "Hey, that's a good idea" Randy said, and soon his pee was spraying on Tyler's feet too.

Then Tyler felt something on his penis, a strange feeling that he had never felt before and he took a step back.

"That helped, but we're still not getting it. Get me a green blade" Randy said. The clip was momentarily removed from Tyler's dick and then replaced. "Now take one step forward" Randy commanded.

Tyler took a small step but one of them pushed him in the back until he stepped forward again. Just then he heard a snap and for a second it felt like his dick was on fire.

"Oh, damn, it burned it in half. Get a thicker one" Randy said.

Suddenly Tyler knew what they were doing—they were attaching long blades of grass to his dick and pushing them into an electric fence! He tried to back away but was held in place while the clip was released and then reattached to his dick. Hands on his shoulders pushed him forward and held him in place.

This time the snap was repeated three times and he could feel the electricity pulse through his dick. It burned, but was making his dick even harder.

"Let's put a bunch of them on all at once" one of the twins said and a moment later it was done. Tyler was again pushed into position where the current surged through his dick. The snapping came at regular intervals about two seconds apart, and each one made his dick hurt. He could feel the electricity leaving through the bottoms of his feet.

"Shit, I even got a little shock just from holding him" Randy said after they let him step back.

"Please Randy, it really hurts, don't do it again" Tyler pleaded.

"I always heard if your dick touched an electric fence it would make it hard and it looks like its true" Randy said. "You try it now Jerry, I'll bet you can't hold him on it as long as I did."

Jerry was able to hold him for just a few seconds longer than his twin before he let go. "Man, you're right, even I got shocked!"

"We could keep this up all day" Randy said, "or you could do something for us. I'm going to ask you to do something one time and if you do it we'll leave you alone. But if you don't then we'll find better ways things to do."

The sweater was pulled over his head and off and he could see the twins in front of him. Randy came around from behind and dropped Tyler's sweater on the ground. He unfastened his pants and pulled them and his boxers down.

"I want you to suck us off" he said as he lay back on the sweater. The twins laughed.

Tyler was willing to do anything to get away from Randy before he came up with something even worse than the electric fence. Knowing Randy would not ask him again, Tyler dropped to his knees, but without the use of his hands all he could do was fall forward onto Randy's dick. Randy did the rest, guiding it into Tyler's mouth. He pushed Tyler off to his side and rolled over so that Tyler would be able to move his neck.

Wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible, Tyler went to work. Having almost no experience at this he wasn't sure what exactly he should do, but other than yelling at him to keep his teeth back Randy didn't say anything at first.

But after a few minutes it was obvious it wasn't working no matter how hard Tyler sucked on it. "I think he has to do more than just suck," Jerry said.

Randy thought for a second and then said "move your head up and down it like you were beating me off."

Tyler combined the movement with the sucking. One the third stroke down his tongue slid across Randy's glans and Randy rocked into him saying, "Yeah, that's a lot better. Keep doing that and use your tongue more."

A few more strokes was all it took before Randy moaned softly and grabbed Tyler's hair and speed up his strokes until finally he jerked four times, producing a tiny amount of thick cum that shot down Tyler's throat.

He pulled away and was replaced by Jerry, who let Tyler suck and slid for five minutes before he pulled away. Tyler wasn't sure if he had a dry cum or just got bored, but he was glad it was nearly over.

Then it was Jake's turn. Unlike his twin, Jake got into it immediately, pushing and pulling on Tyler's head to adjust the speed. Tyler felt him tense and then tasted more cum as Jake shot a tiny stream of watery cum into his mouth.

"That was really cool" Jake said as he stood and adjusted his pants.

"Come on guys, lets get out of here" Randy said. After they left Tyler waited until he couldn't hear them anymore. He grabbed the sweater and then headed back out the way they had come in. He wanted to get back before Tommy and Mark went inside or lost the key or something else equally as bad.

He couldn't believe his luck when he could hear the younger boy's voices. He had made it all the way back without anyone seeing him.

"Look, there he is" Mark yelled. "And his wiener is sticking straight out!"

"Please Tommy and Mark, could you use the key? I promise I won't do anything to you for jumping on me."

"Randy said you were lying and would hurt us," Tommy said. "So we're not going to let you go."

"Here's the key," Tommy said, putting it in Tyler's hand. "Let's go Mark!" Both boys took off running. Tyler tried to get the key into the hole and almost had it before it slipped out and he dropped it on the ground.

He dropped to his knees but his arms didn't reach the ground. The only way he could get to it was to drop down onto his stomach next to the key and then roll over and grab it with his hands. It took three tries before he had the key again.

This time he worked slower, and eventually got the key into the hole and was able to turn it to unlock one cuff. The second one was easy, and then all he had to do was get home without getting caught. He pulled the sweater on and tugged it down as far as he could. Bringing the handcuffs and key with him he headed home, his mission completed.