Exposed on theFence

[Datom]

Exposed on the Fence

Rick tiptoed up the hall, as quietly as he could. He carried his camera in his right hand, ready to use it as soon as he got to his sister’s room. He could see that the door was open, and he could hear female voices giggling inside.

As big sisters go, Amanda was about average. She’d bug Rick about stuff sometimes, acting like the big know-it-all. Mostly she hung out with two of her friends from eighth grade, Melissa and Linda. In fact, they were in Amanda’s room right now. Amanda had organized a slumber party, and her two friends were staying overnight.

As he crept closer, he could hear the giggling voices:

“Yeah, you think he’s cute!” his sister’s voice chortled.

“Well, he is!’ That deeper voice was Linda’s. “I think he’s the cutest boy in the whole eighth grade!”

“I don’t know,” chimed in Melissa. “What about that Blake What’s-his-Name?”

“Him? Seriously?” Linda blurted out.

Good, thought Rick. They were so busy talking about boys that they wouldn’t notice him sneaking up on them with his camera. He crept up to the edge of the doorway.

He held up his camera and quickly peered around the doorway. In an instant he hit the shutter button and took the picture. It was perfect! His sister was leaning over, her behind end facing the camera, her butt cheeks peering out from the edge of her shorts. Linda was stretching her tall lanky arms up, with her top riding up, exposing her bare belly. Melissa was sprawled on the bed, legs spread apart.

“What the hell???” Melissa exploded, when she saw Rick.

“You brat!” yelled Amanda. “Did you just take a picture of us???”

Rick turned and ran back down the hallway, smirking. Behind him he could hear the three girls chasing after him. He ran to his bedroom, and slammed the door, and locked it. Then he flopped down on his bed, gasping triumphantly. Outside he could hear the three girls:

“It’s my pesky little brother Ricky!”

“Get back here, you little brat!”

“Did he really take our picture?”

“Sure did! And me with my butt sticking up in the air! That’ll look lovely!”

“Yeah, Melissa! And you doing the spreads!”

Rick saw the doorknob rattle, as someone tried to turn it. Then he heard knocking.

“Open the door, you little brat!”

Rick just grinned. He knew his sister couldn’t do anything. She and her friends could yell all they want—he’d just lay there on the bed, basking in the satisfaction of having frustrated and embarrassed his big sister.

Eventually the yelling stopped. There was a brief scuffling outside the door, then quiet. Rick got up slowly, and looked at the locked door of his bedroom. On the floor was a note that had been slipped under the door. In a handwriting that was not Amanda’s he read:

We r gona get you yet Ricky!!!!!

Rick didn’t worry. His mom and dad would be back soon from work. It was only 5 o’clock.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The next day was Saturday. Ricky had gotten up early, gone down to the kitchen, and gotten himself a bowl of cereal. Now he was up in his room again, dressed in his shorts and a tee shirt. He was laying on his stomach on the bed, looking at the screen on his cell phone. He was playing “Night Monsters,” and he was winning—in fact, he was almost done with Level 2. The music squawked from his phone, as he concentrated on maneuvering his character with his finger.

Suddenly he felt cold fingers gripping his arms. At the same moment, another set of fingers was holding his legs down firmly on the bed.
“We gotcha!” proclaimed a female voice. Two other voices giggled.

Rick struggled. “Let me go!” he protested. But the hands held his arms and legs down firmly on the bed.

“No way, you little brat!” his sister’s voice came from above him. “We’re gonna punish you!”

“Yeah,” chimed in Linda’s voice. “We’re gonna show you what we do to little brats who take our picture!”

“MOM!” yelled Rick.

“Forget it!” Amanda’s voice crowed. “Mom and Dad are out shopping. They won’t be back for hours.” She giggled. “We’ve got you, Ricky!”

Rick struggled again, but the combined strength of his sister and her friends was too much for him.

“Roll him over!” Linda directed.

The hands grabbing his right arm and right leg picked him up and flipped him on his back. He lay facing the ceiling, and could see Amanda and Linda and Melissa leering down at him.

“Take off his shirt!” Linda commanded.

Rick felt Amanda’s and Melissa’s fingers taking hold of the edge of his shirt, and pulling it up, exposing his belly. Giggling, the girls pulled the shirt up over his head, and down his arms. Melissa tossed it in the corner.

“Hey! Gimme my shirt back!” yelled Rick.

“Sorry, Ricky,” chortled Amanda. “It’s part of the punishment.

“Lemme go!”

“If he’s going to yell like that, maybe we better do what we said.” Melissa looked at the other girls.

Linda giggled. “Good idea.”

Melissa took a small piece of fabric from her pocket. “My panties, from last night,” she explained, grinning. She wadded it up into a ball.

Suddenly Linda pinched Rick on the side. As he opened his mouth to yell, Melissa jammed the wadded panties into his mouth. Meanwhile, Amanda had produced a four-inch piece of duct tape from somewhere. She taped it firmly over Rick’s mouth.

“Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmm Mmmmm Grmmmmmmmph!” Rick tried to shout, but his mouth was muted by duct tape.

“Roll him back over on his belly,” Linda directed. The hands gripping Rick’s arms and legs flipped him over, so he was once again lying on his stomach.

He felt his arms being drawn around his back. He heard a ripping sound, as masking tape was being unrolled from a roll. Then he felt his hands being held together behind his back, and tape being wrapped around his wrists, binding them together. He tried to protest, but could only manage a feeble “Mmmmmmph!”

“Now take off his shorts!” Linda’s voice directed.

Rick felt girls’ fingers sticking inside the waistband of his shorts. They pulled his shorts off his trunk, and down his legs. He squirmed, trying to clamp his legs together, to prevent his shorts from being pulled all the way down his legs. But the girls were bigger than he was, and they outnumbered him. He felt his shorts tugged down past his ankles, and off his feet. He saw them being flung in the corner, landing on top of his shirt. He was left in nothing but his white briefs.

“Aww! Look at little Ricky, in just his little underpants,” giggled Amanda.

“Tighty-whities,” Linda chortled.

“He’s got a cute little ass,” observed Melissa. He felt her hand gently slapping his buttock.

Rick heard another ripping sound, and felt duct tape being applied around his ankles, binding them together. Then the hands turned him over, and he saw Linda and Melissa and Amanda leering down at him.

Amanda peered at him. “Now we’ve got you, Ricky. Now you’re going to find out what happens to bratty little brothers who sneak up and take pictures of us.” She grinned ominously.

Linda hooked her hands under Rick’s left arm, while Amanda took his right arm. Melissa grasped his ankles, and the three girls picked him up off the bed.

“Hey! He’s not all that heavy!” Melissa sounded surprised.

“Well, duh! That’s ‘cause he’s just a little boy,” Linda responded.

Rick squirmed helplessly in the duct tape bonds, as the three girls carried him out of his bedroom and down the hall.

“Are we going to really do this?” Melissa asked, as they moved to the front door.

“We sure are,” Linda chuckled. “We’re going to take him outside and tie him up to the fence out by the sidewalk.”

Rick shivered.

“Then everyone that comes by can see little Ricky, all tied up, with nothing on but his little white underpants!” The girls all giggled.
Melissa opened the front door with her free hand. As the girls carried Rick outside he could feel the cool morning air breeze over his bare body. He squirmed as he suddenly realized that he was outside, in just his underpants, being carried nearer and nearer to the front sidewalk.

“Pmmmmmph mmmmph mmmmmmmh!” he tried to protest through the tape on his mouth.

The girls giggled. “He thinks we’re gonna put him down!” chortled Linda. “Isn’t that cute?”

“He’s not gonna get off that easy!” Amanda chuckled. “The little brat!”

Melissa opened the front gate. Rick found himself being carried out onto the sidewalk. Around the yard, adjacent to the sidewalk, was a white picket fence, about waist high. The girls set Rick up on his feet, against the fence, and turned him facing the street.

“Got that clothesline?” asked Linda.

“Right here.”

Rick felt the duct tape being ripped off his wrists. He winced. Then he felt his arms being spread back out by his sides. He heard Linda and Amanda giggle as his wrists were tied to the fence pickets. He tried to pull his arms forward, but he couldn’t—they were firmly bound to the fence.

From behind him he heard Linda’s voice, “Now we’ll just tie his legs to the fence, so he can’t get away.”

He felt Linda’s fingers sliding in between his bare thighs. In front of him, Amanda was pulling the duct tape off his ankles.

Linda was sliding another piece of clothesline between his legs. She passed it around the front of his thigh, then pulled it back and tied it around one of the fence slats. Then another piece was passed between his legs and back around to tie his other thigh tightly to the fence.
Linda came around to the sidewalk to join Melissa and Amanda. They surveyed their handiwork.

“Awwww! He looks so cute!” Melissa cooed.

“I bet he feels pretty embarrassed right now!” Amanda chuckled. “That’ll teach him to take pictures of us!”

“Oh, that reminds me,” Melissa stuck her hand in her jeans pocket and pulled out her cell phone. “I gotta do this.” She held up her phone and aimed it at Rick. She poked it with her finger. Rick heard it make a soft “beep.”

“There!” Amanda looked self-satisfied. “You little brat! Now you know what it feels like to have your picture taken when you don’t want to!

Rick pulled with his arms, but his hands were too tightly bound to the fence. He couldn’t escape.

“Look at him wiggle,” observed Melissa. “He’s so cute when he wiggles.”

Linda reached forward and touched Rick on his bare belly with her finger. “Poor little Ricky!” she cooed. “He’s gonna have to stand here on display with nothing on but those tiny little underpants!” He felt her finger tickling his navel. She giggled. “Just imagine! All those girls looking at him all bare!”

“Yeah!” chuckled Melissa. “They can do whatever they want to him! And he’ll be helpless!”

Amanda turned to Rick. “Well, Ricky, we’re going inside. We’re going to leave you out here tied up to the fence, in your little underpants.”

“Don’t go away, now!” Linda chortled, with one last flick of her finger over Rick’s bare navel.

The three girls turned and walked into the house, giggling.

As their voices disappeared into the house, Rick suddenly felt panicky. He was out here alone, tied up, helpless, in nothing but his underpants. If someone he knew came along. . .

Almost as if in answer to his thoughts, the sound of girls’ voices could be heard coming up the street. Rick looked in their direction, then shivered in horror. Kylee Wells and Mindy Harkness were sauntering along the sidewalk in his direction. Kylee and Mindy were in Rick’s class at school. In fact, in homeroom they sat two rows away from him. Now they were approaching along the sidewalk, in his direction.

“Ooooh! Look!” squealed Mindy. “That’s Ricky, from our class!”

“He’s all tied to the fence!” chortled Kylee.

Mindy giggled. “With nothing on but those teeny-weeny little underpants!”

Rick squirmed. The two girls both giggled. They were right in front of him now, looking up and down at his bare body.

“I never saw him with his clothes off before,” Mindy glanced up and down at Rick’s chest and belly. “He’s cute, with no clothes on.” She chuckled. “I’m gonna tickle him!”

Mindy licked her finger with a loud slurping sound, then touched her wet fingertip to Rick’s nipple. He shivered, as the sensation of her cold finger touched him, making his nerve endings tingle.

Mindy’s finger flicked back and forth across Rick’s bare nipple. He shivered again. Mindy giggled. “Look at him wiggle!” She tickled his nipple again. “I think he likes it when I tickle him like this.”

Kylee peered at Rick’s chest. “Look! His little nipple is getting all pointy! It’s starting to stick out!”

“That means he likes us touching him,” observed Mindy, grinning. She poked Rick’s nipple and wiggled it. Rick could feel that it had gotten hard, like a little pebble.

Kylee peered right into Rick’s face. “Yoo-hoo! Ricky! Do you like it when we tickle you?” He felt her finger touching his navel and starting to tickle him there.

“Nnnnnnnnph!” he protested. “Nnnnnnt nnnnnnnngh mmmmmmght!”

“I guess that means he likes it,” giggled Mindy. She backed off and reached into her pocket. She pulled out a cell phone and held it up. “Hey Ricky!” she cooed. “I hope you won’t be too embarrassed if I take a picture of you in your little underpants!” She giggled again and tapped the phone with her thumb. Rick could hear a “click” sound.

Kylee chortled, “We’re going to send these pictures to all our friends!”

Mindy snapped another picture. “Then they’ll all get to see you in your little underpants!” She lowered the phone and grinned at Rick. “Won’t that be nice? All the girls in our class will get to see you almost naked!” She held up the phone again and snapped. “They’ll get to see you with nothing on but your little tiny underpants! You’re gonna be pretty embarrassed!”

“Well, bye-bye, Ricky!” The two girls suddenly turned to leave. Kylee called over her shoulder, “Hope you don’t feel too embarrassed!”

They both giggled again.

A new voice came from the other side of him. “O, my! Ricky! Is that you?”

Rick turned his head. The newcomer was a short blonde girl with big vacuous eyes. Danni Wescott, from the third grade. Oh, no! Danni had latched onto Rick at school, and frequently followed him around, like some dumb-struck little girl. His friends all laughed at him and called her his girlfriend, much to his humiliation. Now here she was, in his moment of degradation, staring at his bare body, as though she’d never seen a boy’s body before.

“Ooooooh! Ricky!” Danni cooed. “Look at you!”

Rick felt the palm of her little hand on his bare chest. She gently caressed his chest, her fingers reaching up to his erect nipple, flicking over it lightly, then down over his bare belly. The tip of her little finger slipped down onto his navel, tickling him. Then her hand started up again.

“You’re all bare for me,” she breathed. “Some mean person tied you up out here with nothing on but your little white underpants!” She glanced down at his belly, then at his underpants, then looked back up. “You must be so ashamed! Poor Ricky!”

Out of the corner of his eye, Rick noticed that Kylee and Mindy had stopped and were watching Danni, as she rubbed his chest and his belly.

She knelt down next to Rick, and slipped her hand in between his bare thighs. She slid her hand slowly up and down his thigh, each time getting closer to his crotch.

“I hope you aren’t too embarrassed of me looking at your bare legs, Ricky,” she purred. “I like your legs. They’re so nice and smooth.”
Her hand reached up and her fingers lightly touched Rick on his belly. “I always wanted to touch your body, Ricky. I hope you aren’t too ashamed of letting me feel you with my hand.”

Kylee and Mindy were giggling.

Danni leaned over to the ground and picked up something. It was a yellow dandelion, plucked from a weed. Danni was clutching the one-and-a-half inches of stem. She looked up at Rick and smiled brightly.

“Look at this pretty flower, Ricky. I picked it just for you! Isn’t it pretty?”

Rick stared at the dandelion.

Danni was crumpling the stem into a ball in her little fingers. “I’m going to stick this pretty flower right in your belly button.” She smiled. “Won’t you look cute!”

Rick squirmed as he felt her little fingers stretching the skin around his navel. He felt the squashed-up stem being pushed into his navel. It itched. From the side he heard Kylee and Mindy snickering madly, watching him as he was being adorned.

“There!” Danni said, self-satisfied. “Don’t you look nice, with your little flower!” She stood up and stepped back, surveying her work.

Rick looked down at the dandelion dangling stupidly from his navel. He wished that it would fall out, that the girls would all go away, that he could be a million miles away.

He heard a new voice, “Hey! What’s this?”

Two girls, this time several years older than Rick, were approaching from the right. They spotted him tied to the fence and came up to him. Kylee and Mindy came closer, to watch the fun.

“It’s a little boy! Tied up to the fence in his little gutchies!”

“He’s cute!” the other one chortled.

The taller girl poked at Rick’s belly. “Someone stuck a dandelion in his navel! That’s funny!”

“His name is Ricky,” Mindy said helpfully.

The two older girls snickered. “I don’t care what his name is,” sneered the taller one. “I just want to look him over.”

“Look at his little tits,” said the shorter one. She licked her finger, then touched Rick’s erect nipple. She rubbed it in a circular motion. “It’s all nice and perky.”

Rick felt his whole body tingling as the girl’s wet fingertip manipulated his nipple. He tried to talk, “Mmmmmmmph! Nmmmmmmmmph!” He squirmed.

“This is kinda fun,” the shorter girl laughed. “I like touching little boys’ bare nipples and making them get them nice and pointy for me.” She flicked her fingernail across Rick’s erect nipple. It stung.

“Hey Ricky! Do you like that?” Mindy giggled. She took out her cell phone and snapped a picture of Ricky being tickled.
Rick squirmed again. As he moved the dandelion fell out of his navel and dropped to the ground.

“Hey, look!” snickered the shorter girl. “I de-flowered him!”

All the girls burst out laughing. Rick felt himself burning up with humiliation.

The taller girl came up to Rick and started rubbing her finger over his belly. “Look at this little boy!” she purred. “He must feel so degraded! All tied up here, helpless, with nothing on but these skimpy little underpants!”

The girls all laughed again.

The tall girl slipped her fingertip down under the edge of the elastic. “These little underpants are so tiny! They just barely cover his little-boy parts!”

“Yeah,” chimed in the short girl. “And they’re so tight! Look at this!” She rubbed her finger over the bulge in Rick’s underpants. “You can see the outline of his little penis!” She stroked it up and down several times. The girls burst out laughing again. Rick shivered.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Danni had come back. She’d brought her little friend Cassi Jacobsen with her. He heard them talking.

“What are they doing to Ricky?”

“They’re tickling him. It’s making him feel ashamed and embarrassed.”

“Look! They’re tickling him on his penis!”

“He must really feel embarrassed now!”

“Hey!” The taller girl grinned. “I’m gonna LOOK INSIDE HIS UNDERPANTS!”

The girls all hooted “Woo-hoo!” The tall girl stuck her finger down into the elastic and pulled it out. She peered appreciatively inside, at Rick’s penis.

“Ooooh! It’s CUTE!” she gloated.

Rick was shivering up and down now. He’d never let anyone see his penis—not even his mom, since he was about two years old. Now this strange girl was looking at it. In front of all these girls that he knew, she had pulled back his underpants, revealing his penis for her own amusement.

He felt her finger touching the side of his penis, tickling it as her fingertip moved. He had never felt anyone’s fingers touching his penis before—certainly not some girl that was older than him that he’d never met. He squirmed.

“Hey!” protested Mindy. “What about us?”

“Yeah,” Kylee chimed in. “We wanna see it too!”

They came closer.

“Okay, then,” the shorter girl grinned. “Then we’ll just PULL DOWN HIS LITTLE UNDERPANTS.”

“Nnnnnnnnph! Pnnnnnh Dmmmmmmmmh!” Rick protested frantically.

“Look! He’s really squirming now!” Mindy giggled.

“Yeah!” Kylee answered. “I like seeing his little nude body squirming like that!”

Rick felt the shorter girl’s fingers hook the elastic of his underpants from both sides. Then she slowly pulled down, unveiling Rick’s private parts. As his underpants were slipped down onto his thighs, he was horribly conscious of his nudity, and of the gaze of Kylee and Mindy and Danni and Cassi, and the two strange girls, all staring gleefully at his bare penis. A light breeze blowing over his body only accentuated his nakedness.

“Ooooooh!”

“Cute!”

“Look at that!”

The girls’ exclamations made Rick all the more conscious of how bare and helpless he was. He shivered. He tried to protest, “Mmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” but it was no use.

Kylee pointed at Rick’s penis and giggled. “Look at how cute it is!”

From the corner of his eye he saw Amanda and Linda and Melissa coming out through the gate. They looked at him and burst out laughing.
“Ooooh! Look at little Ricky! With his underpants pulled down!”

“Look at his little thing-ee hanging out!” Melissa chortled.

Kylee and Mindy came up close and knelt down, for a close look at Rick’s crotch. Cassi and Danni came up close too.

“It’s so cute!” Mindy cooed.

Cassi blew a couple of puffs of air at Rick’s crotch. He shuddered as he felt her breath on his penis.

“Let’s tickle it!” Linda giggled.

She knelt down next to Rick. He could feel her hand reaching behind him and grabbing his thigh, to steady him. At the same time, the tall girl moved right next to Rick. One arm went behind his back and around his waist. Her other hand landed on his chest, with her finger right below his nipple. He could feel her finger gently stroking his bare nipple, around and around.

“Now, Little Boy,” she cooed into his ear, “I’m just going to hold you while Linda rubs your penis with her fingers.”

“You’re gonna get MILKED, Little Boy,” chuckled the shorter girl.

“I’m going to MAKE YOU SQUIRT for me,” Linda announced, “Right in front of all these girls!”

Rick felt her finger slip under his penis and lift it, pointing up. Then he felt her taking his penis between her thumb and her forefinger. Slowly she began to rub. He shivered. Never in his life had anyone touched his penis—certainly not a girl! He shivered again as Linda’s fingers manipulated his penis.

“Ooooh! Look at his little balls wiggling,” chirped Cassi
.
“I like the little veins in his penis,” Kylee observed, “and the little ridge around the tip.”

“Look at the little hole at the end, where his juice comes out,” Mindy chimed in.

Mindy had her cellphone out. Rick could see her aiming it at his private parts. She was holding it, and moving it slightly.

“What are you doing?” inquired Cassi.

“I’m taking a video of Ricky getting his penis rubbed,” Mindy explained. “I’m going to send it to Emily and Aimee.” She chuckled. “They’re gonna think it is sooooo funny!”

Rick saw Mindy move closer with her cellphone. She was inches away from his crotch. He saw her reach out and felt her fingers touching the bottom of his testicles. Her finger began making a circling motion on his testicular skin, tickling him. Linda stopped rubbing his penis, and held it up, letting Mindy play with his testicles.

The tall girl tightened her grip on Rick’s waist. Her finger continued playing with his nipple, as she cooed into his ear, “I bet you like your little girl friend playing with your balls.” She giggled. “Just wait till she sends that video around to your friends!”

Mindy had stepped back, and Linda had started massaging Rick’s penis again. He felt her fingertip and her thumb slipping back and forth, back and forth. He realized that he was starting to feel a stress in his penis, as though he had to go to the bathroom, but somehow different. He held on—he didn’t want to squirt anything out in front of all these girls.

“Come on, Ricky! Let’s see you squirt!” Linda was stroking his penis a little harder now.

The tall girl crooned into Rick’s ear, “Be a good Little Boy for us, now! Squirt your juice out for us!” She tickled his nipple a little harder.

“Come on, Ricky!” exclaimed Mindy. “Show us a nice big squirt!”

“I want every last drop!” Linda’s fingers were massaging Rick’s penis even faster now. He felt himself breathing very rapidly. His crotch was aching, and his entire body was tingling.

Suddenly, Linda shifted her fingers slightly. Rick could feel her little finger reach under his testicles, and tickle him. His body lurched. At that moment, he felt his penis lurch in Linda’s fingers, and felt himself squirt out a huge gob of whatever was inside him. It shot upward and landed on Rick’s bare chest.

The girls all cheered and giggled. “Woo-hoo!” “Look at that squirt!” “Nice one, Ricky!” Mindy was grinning broadly from behind her camera as she recorded her video.

Rick could feel the trickle of semen dripping down his belly, and into his navel.

Danni piped up, “You guys are being so mean to poor Ricky!” She came right up to him. “Making him squirt his little penis like that! Right where all the girls can see him! He must be so embarrassed!” He felt her hand touch him on his bare chest, and gently rub his skin.

“Aw! He likes it!” the Tall Girl leered into Rick’s ear.

Rick could feel the sticky stuff starting to dry on his belly. It itched, and he squirmed.

“We better clean him up,” Mindy observed. She produced a pink Kleenex and handed it to Linda.

Linda spat on the Kleenex, then wiped it across Rick’s belly. He felt the moistness breaking up the hot itchy stuff. It felt clean.

“Now, Ricky,” Amanda came up to him holding something, “since you were such a cute little brother and did that nice big squirt for us, we have a reward for you.” She smirked.

In her hand she was holding a small transparent piece of plastic or paper or something. She handed it to Linda.

Linda chortled. “It’s a temporary tattoo,” she said. She held it up so Rick could see it. It was in the form of two obscene-looking female lips, in a kissing position. She leered at Rick. “We’re going to put it on you!”

The girls all giggled.

“How about right over his nipple?” Melissa grinned. She reached out and took Rick’s left nipple between her fingers and squeezed it. It hurt.

“Good idea,” Linda chuckled. “It’ll look like someone kissed him right above his little nipple!” She started tearing the backing off the paper. “Won’t that look too cute?”

She licked her finger ostentatiously, then rubbed her saliva on Rick’s chest, right above his nipple. Then she pressed the paper onto Rick’s chest and rubbed it briskly with her finger. Finally, she peeled the paper away, and surveyed her handiwork, grinning. “Cute!”

Mindy pulled out her cellphone and held it up. “I gotta get a picture of this, “she chortled. She pushed a button.

“Wait a minute!” the Tall Girl ordered. “Ever since we milked him, his little dickie-poo has been little and limp. How are people going to find it in the picture, if it’s so small?”

All the girls laughed.

“I think I better do something to show them.” She reached into her shorts pocket and pulled out a huge red laundry marker. “I’ll just put a little note here to show them.”

She knelt down in front of Rick and started writing on his belly, just below his navel.

“My . . . Penis,” Cassie read out loud, giggling.

The tall girl put one more stroke on Rick’s belly, leading down toward his crotch. She stepped back. “There,” she grinned. “Now you’re ready to have your picture taken.”

Peals of laughter went through the group of girls.

Mindy stepped back and peered into her camera. She grinned with satisfaction. "I got his face and his crotch. Everybody'll be able to see that this is Ricky, showing his little penis!"

Rick squirmed again.

"Now hold still for me, Ricky!" Mindy pushed the button and took the picture. Again, all the girls burst out laughing. Rick wished he was dead.

Suddenly, Linda looked off to her left, then burst out, "Here comes Mrs. Harrison! We gotta hide!"

"If she sees what we're doing to Ricky, she'll tell our folks!"

The girls immediately got off the sidewalk, Rick could hear Linda and Amanda and Melissa duck behind the fence, where the bushes protected them.

Sure enough, along came Mrs. Harrison from down the street. Mrs. Harrison was old, maybe 65. She walked a little slowly. Now she came toward Rick, squinting at his body through her glasses. She stopped right in front of him, glancing up and down his exposed body.

"Richard Hunter!" She burst out at him. "Shame on you!"

"Mmmmmmmph!" Rick struggled as he tried to speak through the tape.

Mrs. Harrison looked down at Rick's naked body. "You should be ashamed of yourself! Standing right out here on the sidewalk, just as naked as a flea!"

Rick could hear giggling coming from Linda and Amanda and Melissa, from behind the bush.

Mrs. Harrison poked her bony finger into Rick's chest. Her fingernail dug into his exposed nipple. He lurched.

"Just look at you!" Mrs. Harrison went on, "standing here with your private parts hanging out on display for the whole neighborhood to see!" Her finger ran down Rick's chest, toward his stomach. He shivered.

"Standing here exhibiting your filthy little penis to everyone on the street!"

She reached down and flicked Nick's penis with her bony finger. The she grabbed it and squeezed it several times.

"You're a dirty boy, Richard. A dirty, dirty little boy!" With each "dirty" she tugged on Rick's penis. She finally let it flop back. It was sticking out like a flagpole.

She turned abruptly and strutted away. Behind the fence Rick could hear the girls tittering.

He tried to yell at them, but heard only “Mmmmmmph!” come out.

Linda’s voice came from the bushes, “We should just stay back here and see who else comes! This is funny!”

“Naw!” Amanda’s voice. “We should get back out there and have more fun with him.”

The girls came out from behind the shrubs and stood around Rick.

“What a dirty, dirty little boy!” Melissa mimicked Mrs. Harrison. They all giggled.

“I think,” Linda mused, grinning, “that we should take more pictures of this dirty, dirty little naked boy, don’t you?” They giggled again.
Amanda looked around. “Do we have the camera?”

“I got it!” Mindy held up her camera.

Linda giggled. “We’re going to take pictures of you all naked, and send them to all your friends,” she chortled. “Won’t you be embarrassed!” They all giggled again.

“Hey, wait a minute!” Mindy held up her hand. She reached down to the ground and picked up the dandelion. “We need to stick his pretty flower back in his little belly button!”

“Yeah!” The girls all grinned at Rick. Kylee knelt down in front of Rick and her fingers stretched his navel open. Mindy stuck the wadded-up stem of the dandelion back into Rick’s navel. Once again it dangled stupidly from his belly.

“Good!” Kylee squealed. She took her camera and aimed it at Rick’s midsection and snapped. Then she backed up and aimed again. “I want a couple of his face and his penis, so everyone knows who he is.” She snapped again. “So everyone in his class will know that that cute little penis belongs to Ricky!”

The girls all laughed.

As Kylee took her pictures, Rick stood there helpless, wishing he was dead. All he could think was of how degraded he felt, as the girls giggled and watched Kylee snapping picture after picture of his crotch. At one point Mindy reached in and picked up the end of Rick’s penis between her fingers, and Kylee laughed and took several pictures of Rick’s testicles.
“They’re all bumpy!” she giggled, maneuvering her camera.

Rick started thinking about how Kylee was going to share these pictures. The other girls in his class would all see Rick in this humiliating pose, that lettering on his stomach, that arrow pointing to his penis, that stupid dandelion sticking out of his navel, and worst of all, his private parts on display for all to see. They would giggle and make fun of him for weeks. They’d tease him and probably poke at him, and maybe pull his pants down to look at his penis themselves.

“Kylee! We gotta stop!” Amanda suddenly blurted out, staring at her phone.

“Huh?”

“We gotta stop! Mom and Dad are on their way home!”

“Omigod!”

Linda quickly put her hands around Nick’s back and began tugging on the rope that held him to the fence. Kylee took one more picture, then stooped down in front of Rick and started loosening the clothesline around his legs.

“I thought you said they’d be out all morning.”

“That’s what I thought. But Mom just texted me that she’s gonna be here in about ten minutes!”

"Untie him, quick!"

“We gotta get him back inside!” Amanda was grabbing at Rick’s ankles, picking him up. “Take his arms!”

Melissa and Linda each took one of Rick’s arms and held them tightly. Rick could feel himself being picked up and carried up the sidewalk, back toward the front door of the house.

“Bye-bye, Ricky!” he heard Danni calling.

“We like your body, Ricky!” That was Mindy.

“We hope you’ll show us your body again sometime!” Kylee’s voice called out.

Rick was carried inside the house. Behind him, he could still her the girls giggling.

Melissa and Linda and Amanda lugged him up the stairs and up to his room. They tossed him on his bed. He lay there looking up at them. He saw Amanda grinning at him evilly.

“Okay, so remember,” she admonished, “no telling Mom or Dad about this, or you’ll be sorry.”

“And no more dirty tricks on us, like you did yesterday, with the camera,” Melissa warned, her finger jabbing at Rick’s belly. “If you do, you’ll really pay for it next time!”

The three girls laughed. Then they turned and walked out of the room, leaving Rick alone on his bed.

[NudeBaG]

Fantastic!
Loved this!

[Lola]

I love when the boy is tied and teased like that. Absolutely amazing story!!