Linus and Jasmin - Is this still ENM or love?

[Zattanyk]

Part fourteen: path of clearance

And suddenly Jasmin knew where her feeling of anticipation came from. And suddenly she knew that having missed Linus had been the prevailing emotion over the shame of being humiliated by Jonas.

Linus lay sprawled by the creek. His hair was all tangled up. A bloodied nose, a black eye and scratches as well as several bruises over his bare arms and chest made her feel sorry and affectionate at the same time. Linus had something angelic on him. The ponytail had opened up and showed that it was little longer than chin length.

His sports shorts were grimed from dirt and blood, matching the pattern of grime on his chest and legs.

He looked at her out of strained eyes with an expression of pain, admiration and exhaustion. He tried to figure out, what happened to the assailant. He was nowhere in sight. As if she had heard his thoughts, Jasmin answered, with a shrug: „ when he was standing above you, ready to kick you when you had already passed out, I kicked his balls so hard, that he fled after he went to his knees and cried like a baby.“

Jasmin took a look around. Nobody was in sight.

Linus closed his eyes and let out a moan of pain or relief, or both. Jasmin couldn‘t tell. She looked at him. She decided to clean him up. But, she thought, there is no need for his clothes to get wet. When she opened the shoelace of Linus left shoe, he meekly asked:,What are you doing?“ - „well, you can’t go home like this, can you you need to be cleaned.“. He was in no position to argue, so he let her do.


She enjoyed having back her Linus and her control over the boy.
She took her time to very slowly removing first his left, then his right shoe. Linus showed no sign of complaint. He just lay there motionless, letting her do. His arms were angled and his hands were above his head, so Jasmin could see his hairless smooth armpits, contributing to Linus innocent aura. She examined his body with her eyes, taking in the visual sensation of his bruised body. She noticed his slightly toned muscled arms, chest and hinting abs. The view aroused her.
She continued pulling off the socks one by one. Linus was a beautiful boy, she had to admit and it filled her tummy with butterflies when she grabbed for the lace holding the shorts Linus wore. She slowly undid the lace and ever so slowly pulled the shorts down. Linus dared not to move, but his breath seemed to go faster. Jasmin had to suppress a giggle as she noticed Linus Pokémon shorts that sparsely made up the rest of garments keeping Linus from complete nudity. When she finally stroked over the shorts and over the bulge in Linus crotch, she noticed a faint smile and blush in Linus face, but she moved on. She took the waistband with both index fingers and thumbs and slowly, very very slowly undressed Linus completely. It was a sight to remember. There lay a bruised, grimey, bloodied deeply tanned angelic boy with sprawled blonde long hair, the rest of his body free from any hair. His tanned chest heaving up and down frantically. His arms above his head, showing his hairless armpits. He had developed a significant blush that contrasted well with his blonde hair and his bronzed body and his pale groin area, which was clearly not tanned, showing the tanlind, where the sun would not reach beyond undies or shorts and a veritable boner.
Jasmin laughed and sucked in the sight to remember for a long time. Then she pulled him into the creek by his feet. As soon as the cold water touched his groin area, he let out a high pitched yelp and sat up in a split of a second.

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Part fifteen: cleansing deeds and dirty thoughts

„Are you crazy?“ Linus exclaimed, finally back to his senses, as the cold creek touched his balls and butt. Before Jasmin could react, he had grabbed her arms and pulled her forward. In effect, she landed an him and both tumbled over into the clear cold water. Linus panted, Jasmin gasped. They looked at each other and burst out in laughter. Both were now soaking wet, but Linus was already completely naked, and Jasmin‘s blouse and shorts were drenched in water. The fabric clung to her body and Linus realized that Jasmin wore nothing beneath and her nipples, now hard pebbles seemed to pierce through the white, wet blouse. Had the cold of the water the short effect of mending Linus erection, the sight of Jasmin now enforced his stiffie even more.

She looked at him in anticipation. He blushed a deep red again, realising he was still the only naked person around and shied away. Then Jasmin lifted hi head by touching his chin.
He took a glance around to check nobody was there. Then he found the courage to take the next step. Carefully not to touch her with his boner, he reached out to her wet hair and put it backbover her shoulder blades. He carefully brushed over the wet fabric and Jasmin‘s rock hard nipples. An onlooker would have noticed the deep red of the kids‘ heads and her nervous giggling. „That feels kinda weird“ Jasmin giggled, as Linus small index finger touched the left and then the right nipple. He couldn‘t contain himself anymore and with shaking hands he undid the knot of the still lifted blouse only to fail fumbling open the buttons of Jasmin‘s blouse. His dick throbbed so hard he thought he‘d gonna explode any second. He didn‘t dare touch it. When he realised he was too nervously trembling to open the buttons, he let his shoulders sag and bowed his head so that Jasmin wouldn‘t see he had tears in his eyes from the shame of his childish ineptitude.

She carefully took his hands and led them to her breasts again and opened the buttons slowly herself.

Linus sniffed and shyly first shoved the blouse from Jasmin‘s left shoulder, then from her right shoulder and the blouse dropped, leaving Jasmin shivering in anticipation, arousedness and cold, revealing her milky white flat chest with the shallow breast mounds , which were now pretty visible, as the hardened nipples pierced forward, making her tiny breasts look bigger. Linus stared at the nipples with a dry mouth and started to shiver uncontrollably without touching or himself being touched; he had just experienced his first orgasm without physical contact. He gasped and panted and turned even a deeper red than thought possible. Jasmin herself now went red and laughed nervously as she realised she had made Linus come just by looking at her. His orgasm was still without ejaculate, as it seemed, only contributing even more to his innocence, even enforced by the prominence his groin area had compared to the rest of his body because of the paleness of his crotch standing in crass contrast to his deeply tanned chest, legs, arms and face. Linus just stood there, looking lost and confused, as his dick was still throbbing. Now Jasmin slowly lowered her pants and then her panties, revealing her hairless vagina to Linus. Then she took off her sandals. She stepped forward to Linus and embraced him, not minding his hard dick pressing against her hairless genitals.
„Ugh“ was Linus only response as he tried to back away as he realised where his penis was. Jasmin stroked his hair and then said: „Don‘t worry. We are not going any further.“ as if she had read his thought that he was anxious she might want to have sex with him. Thankful, he let himself go and he responded the embrace. The touch of Jasmin made him confusingly calm and aroused at the same time as he felt his erection starting to get harder again.

Just before they could think of anything else, they heard a dog barking. „F*ck“ Linus exclaimed in panic. He was still having a veritable boner and Jasmin still had rock hard nipples, and he wanted to avoid being seen in this state right now. In panic, both searched for their wet clothes and instead of dressing, they just ran off, trying to hide from whoever there was.


When they finally had found a good hideout in a secluded part of the park, they finally dressed. Jasmin laughed once more and said: „that was exciting, wasn’t it?“ Linus did not exactly know what part of their just experienced episode she meant, but he nodded anyways. „I have to go home.“ he shyly said. „Linus“ Jasmin called after him, as he was already a few yards away. He stopped, but didn’t turn. „Will I see you again?“. He stood there a second. Still didn’t turn. She could see how he used his hands to wipe his face. She knew he was in tears. If because of shame or relief, she wasn‘t sure. He hesitated and then slowly, barely receptible, nodded. Then, just before he went on, Jasmin said: „call me. Today gave me an exciting idea.“ Linus winced, then left. Jasmin‘s heart leapt. She knew he had winced because of curiosity and anticipation.
She went home lightheartedly, she only wasn’t sure how to explain why she was still soaking wet.

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Part sixteen: dirty thoughts become dirty deeds

Linus came home, luckily he was alone. He shed his clothes, took a shower and went to bed naked. His parents wouldn‘t return before Sunday and Jonas spent the weekend with Anna. He didn’t worry too much about being caught walking the house in his birthday suit.

After he had made up his hair he went to the kitchen to check his mobile phone. No messages. He was a bit disappointed, yet he knew it was at him to get into contact with Jas.

He bit his lip and did not dare to call her directly. She didn’t want her to think he was running after her. The very moment he recalled her face and body, he instantly got erect. He cursed himself and went red in the face. He ran to his room to get some shorts to cover up. Even though he was home alone, he felt stupid running around the house with a visible boner. He shrugged.


He put a pizza in the oven and watched a couple of stupid cartoons. Then he realised it finally was about evening. His parents called to check on him. He told them he was alright, although the look in the mirror told differently: his left eye was still swollen, his lower lip was still bleeding or at least torn. He had a couple of bad bruises on his chest and upper arms and he could feel a lump on the back of his head. He winced as he touched it.


After the phone call, he decided to sleep early. He was exhausted from the training, the beating up and the … whatever he did with Jas in the creek.


He slept all thru 11 am. He woke up and moaned. Everything just hurt.


He ate breakfast and then called Jasmin. She just said: „can you come to school tomorrow by bike? Great! Bring along a towel and some spare clothes. And skip school after 4th lesson. That ok? Great!“.


The rest of the day Linus was all jittery. When his parents came back they were shocked at his sight. They told him to stay out of trouble and to take care of himself. They said they needed to think of safety measures if he kept coming home injured and bruised. Linus shrugged and went to his room. He wouldn‘t see his parents before dinner. They were, after all, too much concerned with themselves to really bother about Linus, so he went on asking himself, what Jasmin had in store for him. This state of mind lasted well over dinner and sleeping time, and Linus couldn’t sleep from boyish anticipation what would happen the next day…

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Linus couldn‘t sit still all day through the end of lesson 4 and then told teach he had to leave because he didn’t feel well. The sight of him gave him right, since he still had a black eye and a swollen lip, but none dared to ask and teach accepted his leave request.

Nervously, he unlocked his bike and checked for his bring-alongs: everything Jas had asked for was there.


He himself wore a sleeveless Lakers muscle shirt which accentuated his shoulder muscles. He wore a necklace and lakers shorts, tennis socks and his Nike Air‘s. His hair was tied to a bun. This way, he waited for Jasmin.


And what a sight she was: she had her long blond hair in a ponytail. Her head was covered with a base cap. She wore a white light summerdress and sandals. Linus had a hard time containing himself. He swallowed hard and meekly said:“hi. Shall we go then?“. He turned a red face. Jasmin noticed, giggled and said: „Hey Linus. Yes, let‘s go“. She shouldered her backpack and off they went. Before Linus asked where to, she led him into the forest. Soon the sun was warm enough that Linus took off his shirt and the rest of the way he went shirtless.


He‘s so macho, when he wants to, Jasmin musingly thought, as she turned around to have a closer look. Linus realised that. He blushed. Now Jasmin lost control of her bike because she had looked too long at Linus and not the road and it happened…


Jasmin went off road and rumbled downhill until she dived headfirst, over the handle bars of the bike, into the forest lake. Linus braked and covered his mouth. „Jas!!! You ok?“ he desperately yelped. Only a moan of Jasmin affirmed she was alright.


Linus carefully treaded downhill and inspected the situation: Hasmin‘s bike lay in the lake, the hind wheel still spinning. The rucksack lay on shore. Jasmin had dived under completely, but was able to take Linus hands. He pulled her ashore. „That was not your idea you mentioned on Saturday, right?“ he nervously and tentatively laughed. Jasmin first looked miserable, then started laughing herself. Once again, Linus observed Jasmin‘s nipples going hard. He couldn‘t help himself but hug Jasmin and giving her a passionate kiss. He instantly felt a bulge in his shorts and he nervously, without thinking, touched Jasmins breast. She smiled at him in anticipation as if to say ‚come on, do it‘.


Linus licked his lips and swallow dryly, as he slid off the shoulder strings of Jasmin‘s dress.


Much to his surprise, she wore nothing beneath. As the wet dress hit the ground, Jasmin stood in front of him completely naked. She still looked at him in anticipation, then nodded towards the backpack. Linus almost couldn‘t take his eyes of the milky white, wet naked girl before him. He rummaged through the backpack and finally decided to take out a piece of cloth. He tied it around Jasmins head to blindfold her. Then he frantically thought what he could do next. He ripped out a long leaf of wild panicle and looked at Jasmin, looking concentrated and heavily panting.
He used the panicle to softly stroke her hard nipples and shallow breast mounds. She began to moan and shiver. Energized by her moans, he brushed over her ribcage, belly, navel, buttocks. Then he got more courageous and stimulated her between the legs, eliciting her first orgasm.


Then he slowly helped her laying down on the floor. She was still panting.


Linus went back to the backpack and took out a bottle of sun lotion. He put a fair amount on her belly and slowly started to massage the oil onto her belly, then her breast, making her tense up her body from the floor. After her breasts were nice and shined, he played with her nipples. When she gasped ever so loudly, he finally used his oily hands to massage her between the legs, making her convulse in a second orgasm.


Linus was pleased, although his boner made him wish to masturbate, but he didn‘t dare. Jasmin came back to her senses. She took out a spare pair of panties and put them on. She sat near Linus, pointed at his bulge and said:“Thank you! Now it‘s my turn!“

[Zattanyk]

Part seventeen: we‘re only getting started

Oh my. Linus had a hard time containing himself. He sat there, just having had the feeling of control, but Jasmin had him again in her fangs. He motioned him to get up. He still couldn’t take his eyes off her, even though she had put on panties, her breasts were still oily glistening. He swallowed hard not to come prematurely again and took a deep breath. He wanted to masturbate so badly.

What came next so made up for his urge for relief.
Jasmin led Linus to a couple of trees that had the perfect distance between each other for her taste.
„Linus, could you stand between those trees?“ she gently asked. Linus nervously stepped between the trees. Without further ado, Jasnin slowly pulled down Linus shorts and undies, leaving him naked apart from his socks, shoes and necklace.


She gently led his arms upwards and took a length of rope to first tie his left wrist to the left tree, and then the right wrist to the right tree. She gently spread his legs and tied his feet likewise. Linus was now standing tied up naked, spread eagle between two trees. Then she blindfolded him with the same piece of cloth he blindfolded her with. He trembled with excitement. His dick was erect like never before. Then she pulled off her panties and put them in his mouth. She then taped his mouth shut.


She went away without a further word, hiding naked in the bushes. Linus went red and panickingly started panting. „msmn?“‘he moaned. „MSMN! MWRRYH???“ he screamed in his gag. He was desperate and started sobbing. „MSMN!!! CMBK!!!“. No answer.
Voices were heard. „MSMNNNNN!!!“.
The voices drew nearer. Linus started working on his bonds, trying to break free, desperately gestartet crying, tears running down his face. His boner felt like exploding into smithereens as humiliation mixed with sexual excitement took over as he tried to break free in a lovely display of panicked and aroused movement. Sweat trickled down his hairless boy body. Then he could hear: „oh my god, who‘d do that to a poor boy?“ Linus could make out two elderly women’s voices and he started sobbing out of utterly helpless desperation and humiliation. He cried. How could Jasmin do something like this to him??? Just in the moment he was about to give in to his bondage, he felt a hand around his penis. Slowly, very slowly a delicate girl‘s hand masturbated the little boy‘s penis until he moaned in angelic voices. Finally he convulsed uncontrollably and hung limping in his bonds, exhausted from the orgasm.
„Oh, my!!! How disgusting!“ the elderly persons called out and fled as quickly as possible.


It wasn‘t, however, over for Linus yet. After the ladies had gone, Hasmin waited just long enough until Linus‘ boner had subsided, before she teased him again by rubbing her crotch against him. He instantly got hard again and he heard Jasmin get something from her bag.


She had a silk scarf with which she fist teased his chest and between his butt cheeks, making him bend his body forward and making his erection harder. He gasped. Then she moved the scarf slowly around his dick, balls and his perineum. He bent forward as far as his bonds would let him softly and almost pleadingly moaning for relief. As if Jasmin had just waited for it, she took a feather to first stimulate his hairless armpits, then his crack, afterwards his navel, inner thighs and finally his balls. On top of that, she circled the feather tip around his glans until he couldn’t take it anymore and uncontrollably convulsed with a final yelp and then he collapsed in his bonds. It felt like an eternity to recover from that experience. He was soaked with sweat. Jasmin untied him and led him to the lake to cool down and wash off the sweat. Then she reached him a towel. Linus was confused in a mixture of bliss, humiliation but also respect before Jasmin now.

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Part eighteen: dirty deeds become blissful bullying

Linus got the hang of Jasmin taking initiative when they met. Technically, it wasn‘t recreational in terms of after school, rather it became an „in school“ regular. At first Linus didn‘t know how to feel when Jasmin skipped lessons and surprised him on the corridors. In the beginning, he felt it‘d be wrong to skip lessons, but every time she surprised him, he was already looking forward what would be her next idea. It began pretty unimaginative when she dragged Linus into the boys toilet and without a warning, began to strip him naked and tie him with his own clothes and gagged him, waiting in a stall and only shortly rescuing before they heard the door of the toilet. She then would drag him into the stall before he could start whimpering in his gag. When the person who came into the toilet left, she would finally give him pleasure. That became boring after a while, because Linus knew she would save him before humiliation. Not like the elderly ladies. But in this case, Linus was widely known at school and he had a bad reputation as someone getting into trouble and being trouble ever since he had been tied up naked in the girl‘s locker room.


Still, Jasmin wanted to take things a little further, so she had a very devious idea without telling Linus. One day, she would „invite“ him over to her own school (a school of well behaved catholic girls). She would fetch him from the school gate and lead him into a closet, when everybody else was in class.


Linus was shaking in anticipation and childish curiosity, as Jasmin opened her bag to reveal a couple of things: construction worker‘s earphones, a blindfold, ropes. Linus went hard before even knowing what was happening. He blushed right away. Jasmin was kind of sadistic when she stripped Linus naked. She did it really slowly, sucking in every element of Linus‘ immaturity, feeling of humiliation as he blushed (like he always did) and curious anticipation. She first tied his hands behind his back and his feet and gagged him. First she would very slowly unbutton his shirt, teasing him by telling him how humiliating it must be to be stripped naked by a girl without any means of defense. Although Linus knew it was just a game, he looked away in humiliation and shame. Then she would slowly drag the shirt from his shoulders, tantalisingly stroking his chest. Then she would do the same with his shoes. She took them off slowly, then the socks and brushed her fingers up his lower leg and his thighs to stop only millimetres from his crotch. Then she undid the belt, mocking him how helpless he was and that she only had control over him right now. Linus was almost in tears, being confused whether he should be deeply humiliated or aroused. He intuitively started wiggling in his bonds, when Jasmin, one by one, opened the buttons of his pants and lightly, ever so softly, brushed over the bulge in his underwear. He started moaning and put his head back, closing his eyes. Then she slowly pulled down the shorts and admired his throbbing bulge inside his undies. She entered her finger through the hole of the right leg of the underpants and very gently stroked Linus‘ penis and balls until it became almost unbearable for him.


She finally pulled down his undies and by now Linus was already exhausted, panting, sweating and red like a tomato.


She undid the bonds on his feet to take off the lowered shorts and undies. Then she shortly removed his hands bondage to retrieve the shirt. The, very quickly, she tied his hands again. There he stood, tie up, naked, gagged and looked at her with big blue eyes. Anticipating what was coming next. Feeling another wave of shame, because he was red in the face and his boner was jumping like a fish on dry land. She blindfolded him. The she put on the earphones so he was now deaf, blind and muted. She led him away and he had no clue where to.


The only thing he realised was they had been outside. He screamed into the gag in panic, but Jasmin wouldn‘t react. Instead, she finally turned him around and tied his arms in a spread manner to a metal frame. She tied his feet together. Then she put something cool, covered in a slimy substance, in his butt. Linus yelped. Then Jasmin turned a switch and the thing started humming. Linus screamed in his gag. He had never felt anything like this before. The humming held him constantly aroused and erect and he was in emotional chaos of shame, panic, anticipation and excitement. Then it finally happened. He still had the headphones on, couldn’t hear. He couldn’t see. He couldn’t talk. All his senses were reduced to his loin. He convulsed so strongly it hurt his arms because they were stretched out. He tensed every muscle in his body and he sweated and worked in his bonds but had no moving space. The first orgasm almost knocked him unconscious. After a few minutes, a second wave grabbed him and he contracted uncontrollably. The third wave left him hanging absolutely exhausted in his bondage. And then, without a warning, the headphones were taken off and Jasmin muttered „f*ck! We gotta go“. She loosened Linus bondage and he collapsed to the floor. He wasn’t able to move, still paralysed by the orgasms he just had experienced. Then Jasmin took off his blindfold and he knew what she meant: a little girl, maybe 8 or 9, had seen the ordeal and stood there; frozen; dumbstruck. Frantically, Linus tried to cover his still throbbing erection. Jasmin had already gone over to the girl and grabbed her wrist.

[TeenFan]

Greater risks of being seen by someone who might recognize Linus, very exciting. One way to prevent recognition would be a ski mask.

[Zattanyk]

Part nineteen: Questionable countermeasures 1

Linus only now fully realised what had just happened. After he had hastily covered his nudity, the shirtless boy watched awestruck how Jasmin handled the situation. He swallowed dryly at the sight of the determination and rationale Jasmin showed in dealing with the girl. Before the little girl could scream, she had covered her mouth with one hand and with the other she had twisted the arm of the girl behind her back and held her tightly. Jasmin motionedLinus to get the duct tape from the bag.

Linus returned and put a strip of tape over the little girl‘s mouth. She began to weep bitterly. Linus was seriously sorry for the girl and swallowed a lump starting to build in his throat. Then, when Jasmin saw his facial expression, she looked at him impatiently. He shook his head to clear his mind and focus of what had to be done (at least he thought so). He tore a bigger length of tape and handed it to Jasmin who quickly wrapped it around the girls wrists. She winced and looked pleadingly and scared, sobbing and shaking.

She was a cute girl: Brown shoulder long hair draped into two cute braids she wore a light blue summer dress, knee long white socks and ballerinas. She had a pale complexion, not as milky white as Jasmin, but very bright nonetheless.

„Take her shoes and socks off“. Jasmin said. The girl tried to turn away as she realised she was in serious trouble now.

After that, Linus taped her legs together. Then they carried the girl to a bench on the far side of the yard in bright sunlight beneath a tree that shed at least a little bit of shadow. The girl flailed and kicked but Jasmin snapped at her: „you better be quiet or we‘re gonna hurt you.“.

The girl quieted down a bit, still stiff as a board from tension as Linus and Jasmin carried her, Linus by the bare feet, Jasmin by the shoulders. They placed the girl on the bench by laying her down, stretching her arms over her head and taping her hands and feet to the bench.

Jasmin took a pocket knife out of the bag. The girl looked in shock as Jasmin snapped the switchblade open. Linus swallowed hard. „Are you going to…?“ and he made a cutting motion over his arm.
„what???“ she exclaimed, realising what he meant. „No, don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt you“ she gently said. „But we have to make it memorable so she won’t tell on us“ she continued as she moved the blade towards the girl. The girl wiggled and sweat ran down her forehead. Now Linus realised what Jasmin was about to do. „Can‘t we just take off her clothes?“ - „and how do you think that‘ll work without undoing the tape?“ as the two discussed, the girl blushed and worked in her bondage again, sobbing harder than ever. „No, we have to cut her dress, we can‘t undress her like that.“. As Linus tried to visualise how it must feel to have your clothes cut to pieces in order to get naked, he turned away because he blushed and an erection built up in his boxers and he couldn’t properly hide it, still standing there shirtless.

„Ok, better hold still now, the knife is very sharp“.
The girl sobbed quietly and squeezed her eyes shut. Jasmin very slowly and very carefully led the tip of the switchblade into the collar of the dress and in slow motion began cutting. The knife went like butter through the fabric of the dress. Finally Jasmin cut the short sleeves of the dress and pulled it off the girl. „Sorry, hun“ Jasmin smirked, shrugged and disposed of the dress in the trashcan. The girl still had her eyes squeezed shut and miserably waited for the next step. Linus had turned back around and thought how sweet the little girl looked like, her braided hair almost still neatly draped, her shut eyes, her red face contrasting with her pale skin. She was maybe about 4‘2“, not skinny but very petite. She wore a light rosé undershirt with a white ruffles and with a unicorn motif (it looked like Twilight Sparkle from My Little Pony) and matching panties. Jasmin carefully now cut the straps of the undershirt and down from the collar to the hem. She roughly pulled on the remains and stuffed them into the garbage as well. The girl looked sweet, laying there only in her panties. The light cast through the tree made for a nice play of light and shadow on the nearly naked girth, as she panted in tension and fear. Her delicate chest was completely flat and she showed no sign of femininity whatsoever. She could have passed for a little boy, Linus thought.
Finally, Jasmin lowered the knife below the girl‘s navel to cut the waistband of the panties and the girl winced once more, blushing. She lifted her head to get a better view of what Jasmin was about to do.
With two swift cuts and a pull on the fabric, the girl was finally completely naked. Linus admired the little girl. He wished he’d be in her position. She was a beautiful sight. Completely smooth, her ribcage and flat chest heaving frantically up and down. She was completely hairless, not even a hint of fuzz on her arms or legs whatsoever and her crotch and armpits as smooth like a baby‘s.
„I‘m sorry, hun, but we need to be sure you won‘t be squealing“ said Jasmin as she first stroked the girl‘s braided hair, then her face and then brushed her fingers lightly in an imaginative line from the girl‘s clavicula, between her flat chest down to the belly button only to lay her flat hand on the girl‘s smooth and bald pubic area. She knelt down next to the girl and shortly but very gently brushed the bare outside of the girls labia.

The girl made big surprised eyes and softly gave a moan in her gag. Linus turned away blushing.

Jasmin reached in her bag and gave Linus her smartphone.

„Now, Alice, we have to make sure that you‘re not telling anyone, and for that we‘re gonna have a good leverage, so you don’t get any stupid ideas.“ The girl had a questioning expression.

Linus got the jist and as Jasmin nodded at him, he started filming.

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Part twenty: questionable countermeasures 2

With a dry mouth, half-naked Linus watched in awe as Jasmin started her program on Alice. When Jasmin started brushing Alice‘s feet, she squeaked and the sobbing subsided giving way for heartfelt laughter. Linus stood there, tense and every muscle, S it seemed, felt strained. He only then realised he had another erection at the thought it could be him laying there. His boxers were tenting and he blushed while filming, but Alice was too busy laughing and bending her spine upwards. Jasmin stopped for a second and started working on Alice‘s hairless armpits, then her sides, then her ribcage, her abdomen, her navel. It seemed like an eternity when Jasmin finished. Alice lay there, panting and sweating, with a pleading look that seemed to say ‚please stop‘.

Then, when Alice had calmed down, Jasmin started tickling Alice‘s pubic area and inner thighs, then her butt cheeks. She started laughing again. Then Jasmin returned to Alice’s inner thighs and much to Linus surprise, Alice stretched forward her pelvis towards Jasmins hands. As Jasmin started to massage Alice’s perineum and labia, the laughter subsided and Alice started moaning.

Softly Jasmin massaged Alice with her fingers and expertly caressed her flat chest, played around her navel and stroked her perineum and labia until Alice, who was moaning and screaming in her gag and lifting her body so that only her ankles and shoulders still touched the bench, finally collapsed on the bench in sweat, panting and red as a tomato. Linus, who had watched in awe and filmed the scenery only realised that his free hand had slid inside of his tenting boxers and had worked his willy until he came with a gasp. He went red himself as he realised he had wanked himself, being almost naked , in front of one naked and one fully dressed girl.

Jasmin looked pleased at her doing. She packed her stuff and told Linus to get the rest of his clothes.

„Now, dear Alice: If you‘re ever gonna TELL anyone what I did with Linus the moment you watched us, we are going to SHOW everyone what I did with you“, pointing at the camera. „And no, no one is going to recognise me, because I know how to apply a blur filter on my face in the video. And Alice, it would be a shame if the headmistress would get to see, how her favourite showcase catholic student reacts to sinful touching. Or, for that matter your friends and your parents. Just think of what they‘d say if they found out that the daughter of the local mayor was such a slut…? The internet is a bad and wide space for videos like that…“.


Alice blushed. Then she glared at Jasmin. Then she sighed and nodded in accordance. Before they left, Jasmin cut loose Alice‘s hands. „By the way, sorry for ruining your clothes. You might want to tell it was the bullies from Linus‘ school who mistreated you. That‘s definitely believable“.


Leaving Alice naked and with bound feet, Jasmin and Linus left. Linus had the bad feeling that this would have a bad rebound on them. But that‘s another story for later. The last Linus saw before they ran off was Alice ripping off the tape from her mouth and feet and her yelling something about revenge. Then the recess bell rang and a horrified nun ran onto the yard to check on the poor girl.

Poor girl. Thought Linus. Devious b*tch got what she deserved. Thought Jasmin.

[Zattanyk]

Part twenty-one: boring birthday becomes brillant, maybe?

Then came the great day for Jasmin: she was no little girl anymore, as of now she was a teenager. At least legally:

She turned thirteen. On a lovely day in summer, Jasmin celebrated.
Her parents would let her celebrate alone. She was responsible, well behaved, educated strictly catholic. That, at least was what her parents thought.

Her parents were on some church convention (or whatever else, Jasmin wouldn’t bother). They would return Sunday evening. Since Jasmin was so modest (look above ) her parents gave her control over all the house. They wouldn’t even lock the booze away. Probably not the best idea…

It was Friday afternoon and Jasmin was getting herself ready in a childish mood of anticipation. She had invited a couple of similarly ‚modest‘ friends…and Linus.


She stood at her drawers and decided to put on her favourite underwear: lacy panties and a tanktop with spaghetti straps. She decided for her white summerdress. She smiled at the memory a couple of months back when Linus had given her twice the pleasure at the lake in the forest.


Then she stood before the mirror examining her development. Or rather the lack of it:
She was still nearly devoid of any body hair. She had a very fine peach fuzz, barely noticeable, around her pubic area. Her hips showed the first sign of curves and her breast mounds had grown slightly, like her nipples and her areolas; they looked more than those of a girl now and less than of a boy. But, her body was still at least one or two years behind in comparison to an average 13 year old. It didn’t matter. Linus didn‘t look like he was getting twelve soon. He was still having the development of a little boy and, as far as she knew, had no pubic hair or was able to produce sperm yet, which was very helpful in terms of cleanliness after their little escapades. She didn‘t mind that she didn’t menstruate yet. That made things a lot easier.


She had invited a few other girls her age and a bit older. the girls that matter for later on were: Jeanne was almost fourteen and well developed. A beauty of a girl: 5‘2“, curvy, B or C cup. Black haired and nearly as deeply tanned as Linus. She wore blue jeans and a tightly fitting red plaid shirt.
Sandra (14) was 4‘10“, petite, with pert breasts and a nice bum. Milky white complexion, even paler than Jasmin. Ginger hair. She wore a linen shirt and shorts.


Evening came and so came the guests.
Linus came late, the other guests were already there.
Linus had grown a bit, but was still the smallest boy in his grade. Needless to say, although his body had only developed very little (he still looked like a little boy although he was only 3 months short of his 12th birthday), he was a heartthrob through and through and the girls loved him for his boyish mischievous attitude. And since he had gotten into trouble more than often enough, he was regarded as small but packed a punch. He was a courageous big mouthed little bastard on the outside, but a sensitive and sometimes (especially in sexual matters) insecure on the inside.
He knew about his reputation and he maintained this reputation with mischievous self-cosciousness.
Some of the bigger boys and most of the younger boys tried to stay out of Linus way because they knew he‘d rather risk a serious injury than give in or back away. And they had good reason: Linus had been eagerly practicing and training in diverse martial arts and knew where it hurt.

He recalled how nervous he had been all day because of today. His parents were (as they were so often) away for the weekend and Jonas wouldn’t care or dare, so Linus had no problem to go to Jasmins party. His parents would never let him go if they knew that he would go to a teen party without the parents being there, or even letting him sleep over with a girl.
He had thought what to wear. He had gotten out of the shower after having relieved himself with the shower head. He had thought he needed a clear mind to choose the right outfit. He dried himself and brushed his teeth. He dried his long hair. Just yesterday the hairdresser had neatly shaved his temples and cut the hair chin long. He smiled a his face in the mirror. A slim scar from the beating up in the park adorned his left, light brow. His ash blonde hair was a great contrast to his almost bronze-deep tan. He was proud of his tan and knew it made the girls crazy and the boys jealous when little Linus jogged shirtless or pulled off his shirt in warm summer days when they played soccer practice was a sunny recess. The teachers didn’t approve, but they didn’t tell him off, either.
He lifted his toned left arm, then the right arm to apply deodorant. Technic, he didn’t need it yet. His armpits were smooth and hairless. He didn’t shave them. He was just not growing any hair yet. The deodorant felt tingy on his bare skin. He looked at his chest. It was as well tanned as the rest of his body (save for his groin and armpit area, which were as pale as his hair was blonde. It was a slender chest. If Linus hadn‘t trained, he would be extremely petite, even for his size. But since he exercised regularly, a slightly but visible toned chest was visible, with a distinct border line to separate his breast muscles. His ribs were still very visible, because he was a slender boy. His belly wasn‘t toned as much, but when he flexed, muscles were visible, even if it wasn‘t a six pack. His gaze went to his groin. He frowned. His penis was small for a nearly twelve year old when flaccid, but it grew to a decent size if stimulated. And also here, no hair. Not even a hint of peach fuzz. Only smooth and soft baby like skin. His balls were also a bit meagre for a boy his age. He shrugged. He was an eyecatcher and he knew it.
He started to dress. He decided for what was almost his standard: he chose a white button shirt with long sleeves. He slid it over his head and buttoned it up, leaving the the top two buttons open. He neatly rolled up the sleeves shortly before his elbows to show his lower arms. He put on black boxers (just in case, he wouldn’t want to be laughed at because of his Pokémon undies). He blushed at the prospect of having to show his boxers for whatever reason, but with Jas everything was possible. He stepped into his olive cargo shorts and buckled the belt. Then he put on white sneaker socks.
„Now for the finishing touch“ he said to the boy in the mirror.
He neatly bound his hair back to a small bun. He put on the necklace his uncle had sent him from Australia: A shark tooth on a leather band. It dangled shiney above the open collar of his shirt.
Then he wrapped the braided surfer style wristband around his right wrist. He pointed his index fingers at himself in the mirror and flicked his tongue. He laughed at himself. „Stupid boy“ he muttered. He went downstairs to slip into a pair of wine red Vans sneakers and gave himself a last check in the mirror.

—

Linus climbed the stairs to the entrance door and hesitated. He was unsure what would expect him. He inhaled deeply and let out a sigh. He drew his shirt plain and rang.

Linus opened and gave him a hug. He returned the hug meekly and anxiously looked into the house. There were about 10 girls, about most of them at least a year or two older than him. And taller. He knew a few of them, they were bigger sisters of his school mates. He swallowed a few times and followed Jasmin inside.

—

The evening never seemed to end and Linus was on the verge of falling asleep, because he had not so much interesting stuff to talk about. It went mostly about girl stuff, religious mumbo jumbo or social media. He yawned and wasn’t sure whether he should say goodbye. He bit his lip. He was afraid that Jasmin might be disappointed. He thought of an excuse, but in the end everything turned out differently…

[Zattanyk]

Part twenty-two: birthday suit party becomes brilliant!

And then Linus dozed off, not long, but eventually all the guests left and he was about to leave himself, still a bit knackered.

„Linus, where are you going?“ Jasmin asked in a disappointed tone of voice.
„Uh…I thought the party‘s over? What time is it, anyways?“
„Time for some fun.“ said Jasmin. Linus noticed that Sandra and Jeanne were still here. When Jasmin produced a couple of plastic cups and a few bottles of booze Linus couldn’t identify, Linus swallowed hard a few times. Then Jasmin also produced a deck of cards, a quarter coin, a glass and an empty coke bottle.
„what’s this for?“ Linus asked sheepishly.
„Fun.“ Sandra said and grinned at Linus devilishly.
He swallowed again.
„Come on, sonny boy!“ Jeanne exclaimed and boxed Linus on the shoulder. „Don’t be shy“.
Linus blushed. He felt like a little kid now. Jasmin heartily laughed and kissed him. „You are so sweet, Linus.“. He blushed even more.
„Ok. Let’s play a game. Linus, do you know ‚Quarters‘?“
He silently shook his head and looked sheepishly at the glass and the dime.
„Let’s show you: you toss the dime on the table and try to hit the glass. Then you tell someone he has to take a drink. Then the other person needs to defend himself. The more times you hit, the more shots the other has to drink. If you achieve a Hattrick, you may choose a rule. If any person fails to follow, he or she drinks another shot.“ Linus went pale and swallowed hard. He had never had a single drop of booze, let alone beer. Jasmin laughed. „You make take small shots. You are not so experienced yet.“ he once again swallowed dryly, licked his lips and closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply. „May I start?“ he feebly asked.
The girls smiled and said: „go on“.
So Linus gave it a try. He missed. They took turns and after a good while, Linus got the hang of it and landed a hit first. He chose Jeanne. She grinned at him and hit the glass. Linus made big eyes and got nervous. Again he landed a hit, but so did Jeanne „take two, m‘boy“ she said. Linus opened the bottle of Vodka and slwallowed hard again. He filled his shot minimally and gulped down the substance and coughed. The girls laughed. „Bravo!“ they applauded. Linus took the second gulp and shook his head, sticking out his tongue. „Yuck! That tastes like the stuff you clean your windows with!“

—

The game went on and the first rule was to take off a piece of clothing when you got hit instead of taking a shot.
Linus was already drunk after the two shots and had only a few more. He slurred and nodded in agreement.
The first person to sit on the table only in underwear was Sandra. The next hit cost her her bra. Then she sat there only in her panties. The next rule was you could win back your clothes by running up and dow the street butt naked but you were allowed to cover your groin with a bucket.

Linus was also down to his boxers. The girls looked at him in astonishment and Sandra whistled. Linus blushed.


Sandra hit and giggled when she pulled off her panties and grabbed the bucket. Linus realised he had stared at her pert boobs for a while and he blushed again. She smiled at him and said: „it’s ok.“

She quickly stumbled out the door and made her run. When she came back she dressed again. Linus was a bit disappointed.
Now he was hit again and had to take the run, because he wasn’t yet ready to show his erection. When he pulled down his boxers and instantly covered his groin, the girls whooped at him, because the clearly visible line separating tan from pale skin made Linus obviously very juicy. He deeply blushed and decided to take another little shot. Then he stumbled so badly he nearly fell. He came back quickly and sloppily got redressed. „Aw“ Jeanne said „Too bad“.

„Let’s play a different game.“ Jasmin said. „I suggest we play truth or dare.“. The girls agreed and explained Linus the rules. He shrugged. His shirt was half open, revealing parts of his chest.
Jasmin devilishly grinned at the other girls. They knew what she planned to do and nodded in agreement.
„Linus, truth or dare?“ Jeanne asked. Linus looked at her, thought a moment and said: „truth“. „Right. But if you refuse to answer you MUST oblige to the dare“.
Linus was unsure and bit his lip. Then he nodded. Sandra asked: „Linus, answer us truthfully: do you love Jasmin?“.
Linus blushed. „Dare“. He said. Jasmin clapped her hands and giggled. The trap had snapped and Linus was in it.
„Ok Linus. You roll two dice. For every eye you have to take off a piece of clothing.“ Linus thought about it and had the impression he could come out of this pretty unscathed. He thought of his options and came to the conclusion that it could be pretty embarrassing to be naked in front of the three beautiful girls. He didn‘t want to show his prematurity to Jeanne and Sandra. No problem with Jasmin, but he felt like a kid in front of the more mature girls.
He rolled the dice. 12. bam. Linus silently counted his clothes and came to the conclusion that he would have to take everything, including wristband, necklace and hairband.
He blushed and shook his head. „What’s the matter sonny boy? Are you ashamed?“ Jeanne asked. Linus looked down and slowly nodded
„Go on, you have to oblige, remember?“ Jasmin teased. Linus felt so insecure and ashamed, he drew back and had the feeling he wanted to run away. „On the count of three, come on.“
Linus felt paralysed. He thought of what was possible. „One“ — Linus started to sweat. Why was he so afraid? He had no problems in other situations with Jasmin. He even let her humiliate him in ope public — „Two“ — Linus braced himself and blushed even more. He nervously fumbled his hairband and redid his bun as if to go down in dignity. He bit his lip till it hurt. — „Three.“ — C‘mon! He tried to get out of the panic but he was still not reacting. He searched for reasons or excuses why he wouldn‘t obli— then he felt six girl hands grab him and dragging him to the couch. „Hey, what are you doing?“ he yelled, finally ripped out of his stasis. He instinctively tried to break free, but three girls are strong enough to pin down a little boy, even if he exercises well.
„No! Please! I’ll do anything!“ he panicked. He tried to flail and fought as if it was about his life. Somehow being humiliated by mature teenagers didn’t feel like what he wanted. The girls slowly shook their heads and there it was again: Jasmins determination to have the situation under control. Linus swallowed hard. He knew he had no chance. He sighed and finally gave in. The girls didn’t show mercy. After slowly unbuttoning his shirt and forcing it off Linus, the girls would admire his smooth and lightly toned chest. Linus looked away in shame as four foreign hands (Sandra and Jeanne) caressed his belly, nipples and the brushing the line that separated his breast muscles. „So smooth“ cooed Sandra. They the took his socks off and unbuckled his belt and pulled down the cargos. As Linus lay there in utter humiliation, he was glad that he had put on his black boxers.
„Please.“ he begged and pleaded as six hands reached for the waistband of his boxers. „Please. Don‘t“ he softly pleaded. Again, the girls shook their heads. As Linus was about to grab for his boxers, jeanne, who was the strongest, pinned Linus arms behind his head to the couch, stretched out and Sandra sat on his chest. Now Jasmin winked at Linus who was heavily panting and sweating as she slowly pulled down Linus boxers. Linus looked away and remembered his humiliation in the girls locker room, but this time he knew the girl. As his pale hairless groin and his erection came into view, the girls cooed and Linus nearly cried and looked away in deep shame…