Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2000 14:29:44 -0400 From: Barrett Evans Subject: Silly Games - 3 (b/b/b/b, humil, bond) Story Code/s: b/b/b/b, humil, bond WARNING: This story may contain descriptions of sexual acts between boys and girls of various ages. If this is not to your tastes, please leave now (unless you want to be educated and have an open mind that is!) The story is copyrighted by the author. Please do not distribute it to any newsgroups and/or other web-sites without permission of the author. You may, however, send it to your friends in any form you wish, as long as payment is neither requested or received. The story is fiction. Any resemblance to any individual, alive or dead, isn't intended but is a nice idea... " ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Silly Games 3 Chapter4 Lloyds Mistake What a wonderful day it was when I woke up, it had been a few weeks since I had my revenge on Duncan and things seemed to be fine between us. He nor I ever mentioned it though, we both thought about it all the time I am sure, but we never spoke. I knew someday we would play again, but I wasn't in any hurry. Anyway, it was a wonderful Saturday morning and I leapt out of bed to let in more of the sunlight. I had no idea what I was going to do, but with my Dad at work all day and my Mom going over the other side of town to spend the day with her friend I would have the house to myself. I had a pretty good tan anyway, but it might be the perfect time to put on the Speedos and get some more sun after breakfast. After a while in the sun I got bored and decided to go shoot some baskets on the front drive as I wasn't allowed to go off and play with my Mom away. So I slipped on a pair of loose shorts and went out onto the driveway with my ball working up a bit of a sweat. The basket was attached to the front of the double garage and a gate up the side led into the back. The entrance door to the was up the side just pass the gate. As I played I became aware of a group of three younger boys, say 9, sat on the kerb across the street watching me and giggling. It didn't really bother me at first, but after a while I wondered what was so funny so I shouted across. One of the boys stood up and walked confidently across as I watched, the other two just watched silently. He was a pretty good looking kid with blond hair and greeny blue eyes, but much smaller than I was so wouldn't stand a chance in a fight. He stopped at the bottom of the drive, so I asked what was so funny. "You", he said. "What do you mean me", I said pretty annoyed. "Well, see, I know loads of stuff about you", he said. "Like what", I retorted, getting pretty intrigued. "Well my sister told me that you are gay", he shouted. I felt the blood rush to my head and hoped no one else had heard him as I started to walk towards with the intention of kicking the shit out of him. To my surprise he never moved, I thought he might have run away, but no. "So you gonna hit me, or maybe not" he said. "Anyway you won't cause you are gonna do what I say, cause my sisters Lucy", he said. I felt my stomach turn at the mere mention of Lucy's name, she must have told him what she had done and maybe even worse shown the pictures she took. I decided my best plan was to retreat out back, but as I turned and started to walk away, he said "Hey shit head stop, or I'll tell the whole street what you did". Now what I thought as I turned back. "How about you learn a little respect, and do as your told", he blasted. The other two over the street had stood up and were pretty edgy now, but I didn't know what to do, this kid had the edge here. "Now my name is Kirk and how about if we take a walk out back", Kirk said. That seemed a good idea as I didn't want anyone else to hear what he was saying so I agreed and I lead the way through the gate followed closely by Kirk. As we passed the garage door, stopped me and suggested that the garage would be more private. So I went inside with him closing the door behind. It was then that he told me everything and how he knew what I got up to in the woods. I felt the overwhelming power he had over me, helpless to say or do anything in my defence, this kid was two years younger than me and way smaller. "Stay put a minute", Kirk said as he went out of the garage door. He was gone for a couple of minutes, when the door opened again and in he walked followed by his two friends. "Hey what's going on", I said as they came in. "Well, see this is it, you are gonna do exactly what I say, else everyone is gonna know what you do. And besides I will tell Lucy you were naughty". Their was an uneasy few seconds before I reluctantly backed down and agreed, to the delight of all three boys. They stood in a group near the up and over door end while I was pretty much in the middle of the empty garage. The only stuff was all of dads tools and bits and pieces in one corner. "Right, lets see if your going to be a good little boy", Kirk said as the other two chuckled. I felt so humiliated being talked to by a scrawny 9 year old like that. "First things first, we need to get you out of those sweaty clothes hey guys", Kirk said looking for support from his mates, who gave a resounding hoot. "No way, man", I responded, no way was I stripping in front of three giggling kids. But then I had no choice which Kirk briskly reminded me about. "Now, get those shorts off", he shouted. So carefully I relented, trying to think of anyway to get back the upper hand. I pulled the cord on the front to release the bow and then slid them down my legs exposing my black Speedos. "Hey, doesn't he look a sexy thing", one of the other boys remarked causing my face to go bright red. "Step out of them and then the Speedos", Kirk added. "Please, don't do this", I begged, but all I got was a cold look back from all three as they held their breaths for my complete nudity. "NOW", Kirk shouted. First I had to bend down and take off my trainers, I could feel the eyes looking at my arse through the tight Speedos. So, I grasped the elastic top of my Speedos and turned away from them as I pulled them down exposing my bleached mounds. Once they were at my feet I stepped out and waited. Swiftly Kirk stepped forward and collected my shorts and trunks and went outside into the back. He hid the clothes and returned to say, "Ok, guys, he ain't goin anywhere now, he's all ours for the rest of the day". My heart sank as I realised the hopeless situation I was now in, naked and in the total control of three 9 year old kids with no way out all day long. It was a hot day so it was cool in the garage, but not cold however I the whole of my body was covered in goose bumps as the boys looked at me, studying my every detail. Kirk spoke up as the self assigned leader, "So how about if you put on a bit of a show for us, have you got a radio or CD player or something". I said no, but he didn't take that as an answer and walked out of the garage and came back a minute or so later with a radio from our kitchen. He switched it on and ordered me to dance. I tried not to move to much, because of them watching and laughing, but as I did it excited me deep down. "Move more like a sexy dancer would", Kirk instructed. As I continued to the tune on the radio I felt my cock react to the situation slowly filling with blood and raising. It was not unnoticed either and soon all of them were locked on to my dick. "I think we should go for a walk and get him cooled down, he seems to be getting a bit excited", Kirk said to the others and they whispered to each other. Kirk turned off the radio and grabbed my wrist, he led me towards the door of the garage. "Hey, let me get some clothes on, someone might see me", I protested. But, Kirk just pulled harder until I was out in the open followed by the other two. He took me across the back of the house to the patio and told me to stand in the middle. Now, fortunately our back is pretty private, but it was a bit overlooked so I was scared to death that someone else would see. I had totally excepted the three pairs of eyes watching my body. Because of my concern, I totally missed one of the other boys holding the garden hose pointed at me until the cold water hit my body. Kirk came over and handed me a bar of soap, he had found in the kitchen. "Right, I want you to clean all over, even your arse, real good". I ran the soap over my body starting at my feet while the cold water blasted against me, as I worked upwards the boy focussed the hose jet at my cock, although it wasn't going to get hard with that cold water. I even had to wash my hair with the soap before Kirk stopped the flow of water and handed me a towel. Once I had dried myself, I was led by the boys back into the garage where things started to get going, the boys were very confident of themselves now and new they had me just where they wanted. Kirk instructed me to hold my hands together in front of me so that he could tie a length of rope he had found in the garage amongst other things while I was being washed. He tied the rope firmly around my wrists and then threw the other end over one of the roof beams pulling until I was stood with my arms high above my head. He tied the end to a hook used for tools on the wall. As this happened my dick rose to it's full mast much to everyone's amusement except mine. "Hey, he's loving this, my sister said he would", said Kirk. Then they fastened a length of wooden rod between my ankles to spread my legs apart, which had the effect of increasing the weight on my arms. But that was not the end as Kirk forced a tennis ball into my open mouth, it never went in, but using a length of duct tape he fastened it around the back of my head and securely in place. Now I was truly at their mercy, stripped, bound and silenced, all I could do was watch. Kirk approached me with a bottle of something, which he squirted into his hands and also the hands of his friends. He then proceeded to squirt more of what I knew was baby oil onto my body announcing that it was time for contact. "Come on guys, lets have a bit of contact sport with him next". As the hands touched me I tried to move away, but only into the hands of someone else, they slowly and deliberately caressed my body slick with the oil. Every inch from my toes to my neck were worked on and of course my arse and cock. These responded in the only way they could sending shudders through my body. I could see that all three boys were now sporting pretty good erections themselves through their own shorts and were clearly enjoying it all. Before long I could feel the build up of pressure in my groin and their lack of experience allowed my juices to explode unannounced onto the garage floor giving me some relief but also a secret disappointment. Maybe it was now all over. "Oh, no, he's shot his load, I didn't want that to happen", Kirk disappointedly squealed. "We had better make sure that doesn't happen again" Kirk, proceeded to start work on my organ again, rubbing his slick hand firmly up and down my hardening shaft. I was amazed by the effect the combination of oil and Kirks excellent technique and I was impressed. This time however he was more careful. When he could see that I was approaching an orgasm, he stopped giving me further attention. I was then left for a few minutes hanging from my arms desperate to unload myself, while six eyes watched me with excitement. Then when I had calmed Kirk would step forward again and begin working my tool again, but as the tingling intensified indicating I was reaching the point of no return he stopped smiling at me as he stepped back. If I could I would have begged him to continue, but I couldn't even do that. This process went on for a good thirty minutes and in my desperation I didn't notice one of his friends leave and bring back a video camera. Most of the time I had my eyes shut thinking every sexy thought I could in the hope they would take me over the edge, but to no avail. When I did see the camera, my penis just shrivelled away into hiding to Kirk disappointment. "We should punish him now Kirk, after all who said he could go soft on us", said his friend with the camera. "That's a good idea, I saw a paddle over here amongst the rubbish", as Kirk rummaged through garage. Then he found it smiling once more from ear to ear, my heart just stopped when I thought what was coming next. He walked being me and out of view, then I swung forward as the first strike landed squarely on my cheeks. It wasn't the impact but the stinging after which hurt most as I screamed into my gag. Blow after blow was delivered until I didn't react anymore, totally exhausted. Only then did Kirk decide enough was enough and all of this was on tape for them to blackmail me again. He went outside and returned with my clothes, then he released me from the rafter and untied my hands leaving me to untie my ankles from the rod. My hands leapt to my dick though desperate for the release I had been denied. It was not that good however, having lost the momentum of the process. Kirk just giggled as he watched with his friends my desperation. His friends left with the tape, but Kirk waited behind. "You've got one sexy body Lloyd, and I will be back, just remember you will do anything I want from now on, else the tape goes public". It never occurred to me that he would probably get in more trouble than I if the tape aver got out as he was on it torturing me, the threat was enough. I untied myself and dressed, going straight to the shower to clean up. I enjoyed it, but for the first time I felt more helpless and in danger with Kirk, he had a sinister streak which made me uneasy. ========================================================================= OK, that's it for now, do you want me to continue this, loads left in me yet. If so write and let me know what you think. Don't Spam me, or I might Spam you back...... Thanks Barrett (barrett_e@hotmail.com) A boys innocence is never lost through good only evil.