Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2020 01:49:31 +0000 (UTC)
From: acgib1943@protonmail.com
Subject: Change of Plans 4

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From the end of C-3: Here's the plan, McKenzie. The exact details will
change as the situation evolves. Tomorrow morning, after the guys arrive
and show what they have in store for us, I will make their visit one for
them to never forget. Just go along with what happens. Get them into the
room in view of the camera. Never look where we have hidden the
camera. Once they have almost gone too far, we reveal that we are recording
them and will share the video with as many at school as we can unless they
do as we demand.
	"Remind me again that you are only twelve."
	Denny pushed me.
	"Let's undress and have more fun."

Change of plans – 4


	"You know what I like about you, McKenzie?
	"Hmmm." It was too early on a Saturday to be awake. "Denny, if you
are going to be my boyfriend, you must sleep in on Saturday."
	"I like your long, brown hair that I can twirl around my fingers. I
like your tanned skin and strong muscles. I like your uncut penis. And,
most of all, I like how you kiss."
	"That's wonderful. Now can we go back to sleep? What time is it
anyway?"
	Eight o'clock and no we can't go back to sleep. Those four weirdos
might be here soon. We need to be ready."
	"Do we have time to make out?"
	"Better not, McKenzie. Maybe after we shower."
	We showered. I managed some make out time in the shower until Denny
told me to dry off and dress. He is so bossy.
	"I thought you were only bossy when you were turned on?"
	"There's much you still need to learn, boyfriend."
	After breakfast, Denny outlined the plan. When the guys arrived, he
would be sitting at the computer in our room. I was to lead them to the
room. We would let them make the first move.
	"I have the camera running. It's connected to the internet. The
microphone tests okay. Now we wait."
	"Can we make out while we wait."
	"Horndog."
	As we began our make out session, the front doorbell rang.
	"If you dare say `Saved by the bell,' I will tie you up and tickle
you later."
	"Go answer that," he said sitting at the desk.
	Giving Denny a thumbs up, I went to answer the door. I opened it to
see my four classmates on the porch.
	"Hi guys."
	Jimmy the biggest and strongest stood closest to me. Sam one of the
football jocks flanked him. Shawn and little Micah were behind them. Shawn
and Micah were all right. I could deal with them. Jimmy and Sam were the
problem. When they were upset, they were difficult to control, especially
Jimmy who I suspected enjoyed gay sex more than he let on.
	"Gonna invite us in McKenzie," Jimmy sneered? From the tone of his
voice, I knew he was pissed.
	"Sure guys," I fake smiled. "Entre."
	I turned leading them into the hall.
	"Where's Denny," Jimmy asked in a voice filled with fake pleasure.
	As I walked in front of them, my arms were pulled roughly behind
me. I felt cold steel wrap my wrists and heard a click.
	Hand cuffs. Shit.
	"Guys, why?"
	"Shut up and take us to Denny." That was Sam's voice. "Keep your
mouth shut and don't warn your boyfriend or things will be worse for the
two of you."
	"This will be fun," Shawn said.
	"Shut up twerp."
	"Sorry, Sam."
	They followed me to the bedroom. Denny sat as the desk as
planned. Jimmy shoved me aside and he and Sam grabbed Denny. I had to hand
it to Denny, he was a good actor. He acted frightened and surprised.
	The four of them dragged him to the bed. Shawn pulled rope from his
backpack. Jimmy and Sam threw Denny on the bed Micah sat on his
chest. Denny fake struggled. I pleaded and cried begging them not to hurt
Denny.
	"Shut up," Sam snarled at me, "or this will go worse than we
planned."
	Jimmy pulled Denny's shirt over his head and pushed him onto the
bed. Shawn and Micah each grabbed one of Denny's arms. A rope was fastened
to one wrist and thrown under the bed and fastened to the other wrist. I
saw the rope was tight but not so tight that he would be injured. Sam undid
Denny's pants and in one pull stripped him. Denny was naked face down on
the bed. His legs were spread, and each ankle roped and tied to a bed leg.
	Before I could stop them, Jimmy and Sam pushed me into the chair
and roped my waist to its back. Denny should get an acting award for his
moaning, pleading performance. Sam began to rub the back of Denny's legs.
	"Okay," Jimmy ordered. Everybody strip. You ready to watch us make
your boyfriend our bitch?" Jimmy stood naked stroking his uncut cock.
	"Jimmy, please. Don't do this," I begged.
	I looked at the other three. Sam was naked and hard. Shawn and
Micah were looking unsure.  Shawn stripped, but I could tell Micah was
having second thoughts as fingered the edge of his T-shirt
	Micah looked at Shawn then at Sam focusing on his seven
inches. "We've done enough Sam, Jimmy. This is way more than I thought we
would do," pleaded Micah. He looked like he was about to cry.
	"Shut up. Video this. We will show how we make him our bitch. If
you behave McKenzie, we'll let you have a turn. Wait, I bet you have
already had a turn, maybe more. Sam, you go first."
	Sam straddled Denny's thighs with his cock hard and aiming for
Denny's hole."
	"No, don't," Micah pleaded. I'm out of here."
	"If you leave, we will catch you and do this to you. Each of us
takes a turn at him."
	"Guys." Micah pleaded. "Not this. You did not say you would
penetrate him. You have not even asked his permission. You are going to
rape him. Please don't"
	"Shut up, wimp. You will take your turn, or you can guess what we
will do to you. Maybe you want to take his place. Maybe we should do you
both. That would be fun."
	Micah was openly crying. He still wore his boxers. Jimmy closed on
him, reached to his waist and pulled his boxers off. Micah did not try to
cover his groin, but he was not hard.
	Denny took this time to open his mouth. Sam was about to enter
him. "There's something very important you gotta know," Denny said no fear
or sobbing in his voice.
	Sam paused just on the edge of entering. He was going in not having
used lube or even spit.
	"Better hear what he has to say," I told them.
	"See the laptop over there. Check out the screen."
	"There's a picture of this room on it. I can see Denny tied naked
and Sam sitting on him," Micah said voice choking.
	"Close the laptop. That will shut off the camera," Shawn said.
	"No good guys. There is another camera located where you won't find
it. Everything that has happened since you came in here has been recorded
with voice and it's been uploaded to three sites in the cloud. One site is
on a timer. In sixty minutes that site's contents will be uploaded to
everybody at school's email. Only I can stop it. Even McKenzie does not
know the login code. Believe me guys, it will go live. Remember Show and
Tell in first grade? This is Show and Tell in high school. I wonder what
the police will think of the content of this video. Kidnapping, attempted
rape, hate crime plus what else the prosecutor can devise."
	"You won't do this. We were just kidding around," pleaded Micah.
	"Shut up you twerp. Okay, we'll let you go and forget all about
this."
	"Sorry Jimmy. You cannot undo this. You will pay."
	"How will we pay," asked Sam?
	"Untie me and McKenzie."
	They did. I stretched my arms. Denny and I pulled on our
shorts. The guys started to dress.
	"Oh no. You guys stay undressed."
	"What are you planning, Denny?
	"Not much Jimmy. I'm going to let you off easy. Give each other
hugs. Jimmy you hug Sam, Micah you hug Shawn."
	"We're naked, please don't make us do this," pleaded Micah between
sniffles.
	Let's just hug and get going," Jimmy said stepping into Sam. Micah
and Shawn hugged.
	They started to separate but Denny said, "Hug for five minutes
guys. I want to see you rubbing against each other. The timer is down to
fifty minutes."
	"We can do this for five minutes," Sam said.
	After the five minutes Denny said, "Okay five minutes are
done. Stay clasped together. I want to see you kiss, with tongue."
	"I won't do it," Shawn said.
	"Do it or that damn video gets released, snarled Jimmy.
	"Make this convincing guys. I want to see grinding and hear moans."
	I looked at Micah. He was following what he was told but his moans
were not from being aroused. Shawn had to support him keeping him
standing. I began to worry about him.
	I thought of Denny. My boyfriend was awesome. He had this all
planned out. I hoped I never got him mad. He looked at me with a devilish
grin.
	"Okay guys, switch. Sam you do Shawn and Jimmy you do Micah. Five
more minutes. Make out like you are with your girlfriend and want to get in
her pants."
	I watched the guys were making out hot and heavy. They were showing
signs of enjoying it, especially Sam and Jimmy. Shawn was okay but Micah
looked sick. I was getting turned on watching. Denny's face was red. He was
turned on at the sight of four naked teen boys engaged in hot make out sex.
	"That's enough. You can separate."
	"Finally," Jimmy said glaring at Denny. "Can we go?"
	"Oh my," Denny said looking at the guys. "You all have a
problem. You need to take care of those boners."
	"What? No. This is too much, Sam said.
	"Better do something. There's only thirty minutes left."
	"Come on, Denny. Don't make us do this," pleaded Micah. "Please."
His sobs had become louder.
	"I can't Jerk off with you guys watching," said Sam totally
ignoring the state Micah was in.
	"Well Sam, you won't have to do it." Sam's shoulders slumped and
his face lost its worry. "No, you won't have to do it to yourself. You do
it to the guy next to you. If one of you does not participate the video
goes live. Further, each of you has to cum. If one of you does not the
video goes live. Get to it and McKenzie and I want to hear moaning and
whimpering. Get going. Twenty-two minutes."
	Denny and I sat and watched horned up fourteen-year old boys
jacking each other off. Sam and Jimmy seemed to be enjoying each
other. Micah and Shawn were jerking each other, but neither looked into it
like Jimmy and Sam did. Micah wasn't even hard no matter what Shawn did. He
was jerking Shawn, but his eyes were glassy and his hand movements looked
uncontrolled. In about five minutes three of them were not only whimpering
with passion, but they were thrusting their hips. Denny smirked at me and
leaned over.
	"Like the show? They think they are done after this. They get to
come back this evening to do more. They are so stupid. They did not think
to ask if I turned off the camera. Now I have them pleasuring each other
and enjoying it all captured on video."
	I whispered back. "We might have a problem. Look at Micah."
	"Oh, you might be right," was all he said.
	One after another each boy, except Micah, let loose with moans and
swear words.
	Micah and Shawn collapsed on the floor. Micah curled into Shawn,
crying. Sam and Jimmy glared at us. They did not seem upset with what they
had done. They looked like they enjoyed what they just did. They seemed
upset with what we had made Shawn and Micah do, especially Micah.
	"Satisfied?" Jimmy glared at us. Everyone ignored that Micah had
not cum and was being held by Shawn as he sobbed.
	"I'll turn the video off Jimmy. You might want to check your phone
when you leave here. Everything, including the fun you just had jacking
off, is on them. The timer is stopped, for now."
	"What do you mean for now?" Jimmy looked suspiciously at Denny.
	"Get dressed and get out of here. At exactly seven o'clock this
evening you will return. If the four of you are not here at the exact time,
the countdown starts. This time the video will include the fun you just had
with each other.
	I felt sorry for Micah, he was sobbing so hard he was a mass of
jelly. Shawn had to dress him, hold him tightly, and guide him out the
door. They left but Jimmy and Sam remained.
	Jimmy stared at us. His face and voice softened. "Look guys. We
were dicks, I admit. Sam and I can be mean. Those two were just going along
with our plan Do what you want to us. Give them a break, especially
Micah. I've never seen a boy so broken. I am afraid he might do something
to himself, something bad. Guys, have a heart, please."
	I looked at Denny and nodded. He turned to Jimmy.
	"Text Micah and Shawn right now. Tell them to wait at the corner.
When you get there you better show those two concern and love. Tell them
they still must be back here at seven, but nothing will happen to them that
they don't want to happen. I promise I will make this up to them. What I
had planned, I see now would go too far and we would become like you. Whip
out those phones now and text."
	They texted, then dressed. As they left, I saw two boys who were
looking like they had just discovered something about themselves.