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Becky's Initiation
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I agree - I like the fact that he's blindfolded. That way, he has to wonder about ever woman he sees on campus.
Why is she smiling like that? Did she see me, touch me?
Why is she smiling like that? Did she see me, touch me?
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I agree for the reason you say. He will wonder about every Woman, and that may increase any arousal he may have. He can't know who "molested" him nor how many have seen him in his near nude state.Massageguy wrote: ↑Sat Jul 06, 2024 9:33 pm ...I like the fact that he's blindfolded. That way, he has to wonder about ever woman he sees on campus.
Always the unanswered questions. This is a good initiation in that it is a male who is in this situation (because of a Female). And his Girl friend gets to watch, unknown to him.
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Hmmm. Let's see if we can incorporate that into the story a little more. Say, increase the humiliation element . . .Massageguy wrote: ↑Sat Jul 06, 2024 9:33 pm I agree - I like the fact that he's blindfolded. That way, he has to wonder about ever woman he sees on campus.
Why is she smiling like that? Did she see me, touch me?
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BECKY’S POV
Becky’s insides were writhing as she watched Ryan out on the post, squirming. He must feel so helpless out there, she thought. And when she though of all those other girls out there, playing with Ryan’s bare body—even touching his crotch—she writhed in the chair.
Mandy was rubbing her shoulder. “Isn’t it nice, how all the girls like your boyfriend so much?” she was chortling. “They like seeing him all bare, and touching his body.”
“Mmmmmph!” Becky tried to respond, but the gag kept her from doing anything more than grunting.
Tami joined in. “That was so nice, how that last girl was touching Ryan! First tickling his bare nipple, then running her hand all the way down to his penis.” She giggled. “Hey, Becky? Do you think Ryan liked it when she was fondling his penis?”
Becky grunted again in protest.
“Hey! Look! Mandy pointed out the window. “Here come some more girls!” Let’s see what they do with Ryan!”
Becky looked. Sure enough, three girls were walking up the sidewalk, facing Ryan. They all had jean shorts on. One had a blue tank top, the other two were wearing tee shirts, one green and one pink.
Becky saw the girl in blue suddenly point to Ryan. Her hand moved up and down, indicating Ryan’s whole body. The girls in green and pink were looking at Ryan. Suddenly the girl in pink put her hand over her mouth, as if in surprise. She ran up to Ryan and slowly started petting his bare belly.
RYAN’S POV
I heard footsteps approaching, and the chatter of girls’ voices. Here we go again, I thought.
Suddenly one of the girls raised her voice, “Wow! Look at that!”
Another girl muttered “Omigod!” and then paused and said, “I know him! That’s Ryan Wilson!”
“It is! It’s Ryan from our Economics class!”
I head the girl’s shoes run up to me. Then I felt the girl’s fingers on my belly. She was caressing my stomach, and every once in awhile the tip of her finger tickled my bellybutton.
“Wow!” said a third voice. “I’ve always wanted to see his body!”
“Me too!”
Another set of fingers was now caressing the inside of my thigh. It slid up and down, each time coming closer to my crotch.
The first girl’s hand was now on my waist. It slipped down over my underpants and squeezed my butt cheek through the fabric.
“He has a nice ass!” and the hand squeezed me again.
“I like his body,” said the second girl, whose hand had now slid up to my chest. Her finger was tickling my nipple. “He isn’t big and muscular, but his body is so lean and slender.”
“Streamlined,” offered the girl squeezing my butt.
The hand on my thigh hand now slid up to my underpants, and I felt a finger touching my penis through the fabric.
“Holy shit!” her voice said. Look at the size of this weenie!” The finger stroked my penis.
“Wow!” exclaimed the first girl. “He’s got a rocket in his pocket.”
“I bet his girlfriend loves that!” and the finger tickled my penis again.
“Does he have a girlfriend?”
“Ryan? Sure. That Becky Something-or-other in Williams Hall. I’ve seen them together a lot.”
“She’d die if she could see him right now!” The all laughed.
Then I heard whispering. Then giggling. Then the first girl spoke, directly to me.
“Hey, Ryan? Can you hear me?”
I nodded.
“Hey Ryan? We hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to pull down your underpants.
“We’re going to make you show us your penis,” added the second girl.
“Won’t that be nice?” A round of giggling.
I grunted furiously and shook my head back and forth. Bad enough being tied up in just my underpants! But to have that last bit of decency taken away from me? That wasn’t “fun,” that was horrifying!
Here we go!” the first girl announced. I felt the girl’s fingers touching my waist on each side, sliding the elastic down.
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BECKY’S POV
Staring out the window, Becky was horrified as she saw the girl in the blue tank top reaching out to the sides of Ryan’s underpants. She tried to protest, “MMMMph! MMMMMph!”
She wanted to turn away. But her eyes were riveted to the scene, as she saw Ryan’s underpants pulled down below his knees. The girls were now ogling Ryan’s bare penis.
“My goodness!” Tami exclaimed. “They really like Ryan’s boy-parts, don’t they?”
The girl in blue was now touching Ryan’s penis, tickling it. The other two girls were watching. The girl in green licked her fingertips ostentatiously, then rubbed her fingertip around on the underside of Ryan’s testicles.
“I bet that tickled,” chortled Mandy.
Helplessly, Becky watched as the blue shirt girl and the green shirt girl leaned their heads on either side of Ryan’s hips. They faced forward, grinning and posed, as the pink shirt girl took out her camera, backed up, and took a picture. Then they repositioned themselves slightly. This time, the green-shirted girl slipped her hand under Ryan’s penis, and held it up like a trophy and grinned at the camera.
“I hope they decide to share that picture,” Tami remarked.
The two girls backed away, and the pink-shirt girl aimed the cellphone at Ryan. It was obvious that she was trying to get his face in the picture, as well as his crotch. After a couple of apparent shots, the girls looked at each other and giggled.
Then Becky saw the blue-shirt girl go up to Ryan, and reach out and put her hand on his chest. Her finger started rubbing his nipple around and around. Meanwhile, the green-shirt girl had leaned over and was kneading Ryan’s penis between her fingers. She was laughing, as the pink-shirt-girl aimed her cellphone and followed it, panning up and down Ryan’s naked body, as if doing a video.
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RYAN’S POV
I felt my underpants being pulled down, all the way below my knees. I felt the evening breeze directly on my crotch. It felt weird.
“Wow! Look at the size of that thing!”
“That penis is a whopper!”
I felt a finger slide under my erect penis and start rubbing the underside of it. Then I heard a slurp. Another finger touched the bottom of my testicles, and started rubbing around in circles. It felt moist.
“Hey! We gotta get a picture!”
Some scurrying. Then I felt two of the girls lean their heads against my waist. One of then slid her hand behind my back, and slipped it down between my thighs.
I heard a short “click.”
“Hey! One more!” The first girl said.
Once again, the two heads leaned against me. Suddenly, I felt a finger sliding under my penis, then holding it up. Apparently, she was showing my penis to the camera. She giggled. I heard another “click.”
“I wanna get some more shots of just him,” the third girl said. “Some with both his face and his penis. So everyone will know it’s Ryan in the picture.”
Oh, great! I thought. Not only will they see a nude guy, but they’ll know it’s me. And my stupid penis is now rock hard and enormous from all this handling!
Then I heard several “clicks” from various spots in front of me, from a bit farther back. A couple of them were on one side. I knew I was being photographed in the nude, thoroughly. I felt totally humiliated. I wondered what was going to happen to all these pictures.
Then the pictures stopped. I heard whispering and tittering again. This couldn’t be good.
I felt a hand on my chest, from the side I heard a voice.
“Ryan? I’m going to hold you while Melissa rubs your penis and makes you squirt for us.”
At the same moment, I felt a girl’s fingers wrap around my penis. I felt the thumb on the other side. Then I felt the hand sliding up and down, up and down on my penis, first slowly, then a bit faster. My penis had gotten hard and stiff as a rock.
I heard Melissa’s voice. “Come on, now, Ryan! Squirt for me!” She squeezed my penis a couple times, then started stroking me again. “I want to see a nice bit squirt!”
In front of me I could hear the occasional quiet “beep” of a cellphone camera. I knew that I was being recorded on a video.
The hand kept sliding up and down my penis, harder and harder. My testicles were aching. In fact, my whole crotch was hurting from all the stimulation. I felt like I couldn’t hold it in much longer. Meanwhile, the first girl was squeezing my nipple with her finger, and her other hand was sliding up and down my back.
“Come on, Ryan!” called the girl behind the cellphone. “Squirt for us!”
“We wanna see a nice big squirt!”
“Yeah, All over your belly, Ryan!”
Suddenly, the girl’s hand slipped down to the base of my penis, and held it pointing up. I felt her little finger reach down and tickle my testicles. The sudden motion caught me off guard. I let go. I felt a huge squirt leave my penis. Almost instantly, I felt the hot goo landing on my belly.
“Omigod!”
“Did you see that?”
“Nice squirt!”
“That was a big one! Look at it trickling down!”
“It’s trickling into his belly button!” Laughter.
I found myself gasping for breath.
BECKY’S POV
Becky could see green-shirt girl kneading Ryan’s penis. She could see Ryan’s naked body starting to lurch up and down in rhythm to the stimulation. She saw pink-shirt girl still running her cellphone video camera.
Suddenly, she saw a glimmer of liquid squirting up from Ryan’s crotch. It landed on his stomach. Now the girls were standing there, laughing at him.
“My goodness!” Mandy clucked. “Your boyfriend ejaculated for those girls!”
“I guess he really likes them!” Tami chimed in.
Becky ‘s insides were in turmoil. Seeing her boyfriend being manipulated like that was just too painful. She started to cry.
RYAN’S POV
I felt a light paper, like a tissue, being rubbed against my belly, as if cleaning me up. Then I heard a “click” from the camera.
“Don’t worry, Ryan. We’re just documenting you. You know, before-and-after.” Giggle.
I realized that my penis had shrunk and become flabby. It still hurt.
“Well, goodbye, Ryan!” the first voice said.
I heard them turning to go.
“Hey, shouldn’t we pull his underpants back up?”
“Naw! Let’s leave ‘em down. Then he has to show his weenie to everyone!” The footsteps plodded away, leaving my penis and testicles exposed, on display for everyone to see.
Becky’s insides were writhing as she watched Ryan out on the post, squirming. He must feel so helpless out there, she thought. And when she though of all those other girls out there, playing with Ryan’s bare body—even touching his crotch—she writhed in the chair.
Mandy was rubbing her shoulder. “Isn’t it nice, how all the girls like your boyfriend so much?” she was chortling. “They like seeing him all bare, and touching his body.”
“Mmmmmph!” Becky tried to respond, but the gag kept her from doing anything more than grunting.
Tami joined in. “That was so nice, how that last girl was touching Ryan! First tickling his bare nipple, then running her hand all the way down to his penis.” She giggled. “Hey, Becky? Do you think Ryan liked it when she was fondling his penis?”
Becky grunted again in protest.
“Hey! Look! Mandy pointed out the window. “Here come some more girls!” Let’s see what they do with Ryan!”
Becky looked. Sure enough, three girls were walking up the sidewalk, facing Ryan. They all had jean shorts on. One had a blue tank top, the other two were wearing tee shirts, one green and one pink.
Becky saw the girl in blue suddenly point to Ryan. Her hand moved up and down, indicating Ryan’s whole body. The girls in green and pink were looking at Ryan. Suddenly the girl in pink put her hand over her mouth, as if in surprise. She ran up to Ryan and slowly started petting his bare belly.
RYAN’S POV
I heard footsteps approaching, and the chatter of girls’ voices. Here we go again, I thought.
Suddenly one of the girls raised her voice, “Wow! Look at that!”
Another girl muttered “Omigod!” and then paused and said, “I know him! That’s Ryan Wilson!”
“It is! It’s Ryan from our Economics class!”
I head the girl’s shoes run up to me. Then I felt the girl’s fingers on my belly. She was caressing my stomach, and every once in awhile the tip of her finger tickled my bellybutton.
“Wow!” said a third voice. “I’ve always wanted to see his body!”
“Me too!”
Another set of fingers was now caressing the inside of my thigh. It slid up and down, each time coming closer to my crotch.
The first girl’s hand was now on my waist. It slipped down over my underpants and squeezed my butt cheek through the fabric.
“He has a nice ass!” and the hand squeezed me again.
“I like his body,” said the second girl, whose hand had now slid up to my chest. Her finger was tickling my nipple. “He isn’t big and muscular, but his body is so lean and slender.”
“Streamlined,” offered the girl squeezing my butt.
The hand on my thigh hand now slid up to my underpants, and I felt a finger touching my penis through the fabric.
“Holy shit!” her voice said. Look at the size of this weenie!” The finger stroked my penis.
“Wow!” exclaimed the first girl. “He’s got a rocket in his pocket.”
“I bet his girlfriend loves that!” and the finger tickled my penis again.
“Does he have a girlfriend?”
“Ryan? Sure. That Becky Something-or-other in Williams Hall. I’ve seen them together a lot.”
“She’d die if she could see him right now!” The all laughed.
Then I heard whispering. Then giggling. Then the first girl spoke, directly to me.
“Hey, Ryan? Can you hear me?”
I nodded.
“Hey Ryan? We hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to pull down your underpants.
“We’re going to make you show us your penis,” added the second girl.
“Won’t that be nice?” A round of giggling.
I grunted furiously and shook my head back and forth. Bad enough being tied up in just my underpants! But to have that last bit of decency taken away from me? That wasn’t “fun,” that was horrifying!
Here we go!” the first girl announced. I felt the girl’s fingers touching my waist on each side, sliding the elastic down.
. . . . . . . .
BECKY’S POV
Staring out the window, Becky was horrified as she saw the girl in the blue tank top reaching out to the sides of Ryan’s underpants. She tried to protest, “MMMMph! MMMMMph!”
She wanted to turn away. But her eyes were riveted to the scene, as she saw Ryan’s underpants pulled down below his knees. The girls were now ogling Ryan’s bare penis.
“My goodness!” Tami exclaimed. “They really like Ryan’s boy-parts, don’t they?”
The girl in blue was now touching Ryan’s penis, tickling it. The other two girls were watching. The girl in green licked her fingertips ostentatiously, then rubbed her fingertip around on the underside of Ryan’s testicles.
“I bet that tickled,” chortled Mandy.
Helplessly, Becky watched as the blue shirt girl and the green shirt girl leaned their heads on either side of Ryan’s hips. They faced forward, grinning and posed, as the pink shirt girl took out her camera, backed up, and took a picture. Then they repositioned themselves slightly. This time, the green-shirted girl slipped her hand under Ryan’s penis, and held it up like a trophy and grinned at the camera.
“I hope they decide to share that picture,” Tami remarked.
The two girls backed away, and the pink-shirt girl aimed the cellphone at Ryan. It was obvious that she was trying to get his face in the picture, as well as his crotch. After a couple of apparent shots, the girls looked at each other and giggled.
Then Becky saw the blue-shirt girl go up to Ryan, and reach out and put her hand on his chest. Her finger started rubbing his nipple around and around. Meanwhile, the green-shirt girl had leaned over and was kneading Ryan’s penis between her fingers. She was laughing, as the pink-shirt-girl aimed her cellphone and followed it, panning up and down Ryan’s naked body, as if doing a video.
. . . . . . . . . . . .
RYAN’S POV
I felt my underpants being pulled down, all the way below my knees. I felt the evening breeze directly on my crotch. It felt weird.
“Wow! Look at the size of that thing!”
“That penis is a whopper!”
I felt a finger slide under my erect penis and start rubbing the underside of it. Then I heard a slurp. Another finger touched the bottom of my testicles, and started rubbing around in circles. It felt moist.
“Hey! We gotta get a picture!”
Some scurrying. Then I felt two of the girls lean their heads against my waist. One of then slid her hand behind my back, and slipped it down between my thighs.
I heard a short “click.”
“Hey! One more!” The first girl said.
Once again, the two heads leaned against me. Suddenly, I felt a finger sliding under my penis, then holding it up. Apparently, she was showing my penis to the camera. She giggled. I heard another “click.”
“I wanna get some more shots of just him,” the third girl said. “Some with both his face and his penis. So everyone will know it’s Ryan in the picture.”
Oh, great! I thought. Not only will they see a nude guy, but they’ll know it’s me. And my stupid penis is now rock hard and enormous from all this handling!
Then I heard several “clicks” from various spots in front of me, from a bit farther back. A couple of them were on one side. I knew I was being photographed in the nude, thoroughly. I felt totally humiliated. I wondered what was going to happen to all these pictures.
Then the pictures stopped. I heard whispering and tittering again. This couldn’t be good.
I felt a hand on my chest, from the side I heard a voice.
“Ryan? I’m going to hold you while Melissa rubs your penis and makes you squirt for us.”
At the same moment, I felt a girl’s fingers wrap around my penis. I felt the thumb on the other side. Then I felt the hand sliding up and down, up and down on my penis, first slowly, then a bit faster. My penis had gotten hard and stiff as a rock.
I heard Melissa’s voice. “Come on, now, Ryan! Squirt for me!” She squeezed my penis a couple times, then started stroking me again. “I want to see a nice bit squirt!”
In front of me I could hear the occasional quiet “beep” of a cellphone camera. I knew that I was being recorded on a video.
The hand kept sliding up and down my penis, harder and harder. My testicles were aching. In fact, my whole crotch was hurting from all the stimulation. I felt like I couldn’t hold it in much longer. Meanwhile, the first girl was squeezing my nipple with her finger, and her other hand was sliding up and down my back.
“Come on, Ryan!” called the girl behind the cellphone. “Squirt for us!”
“We wanna see a nice big squirt!”
“Yeah, All over your belly, Ryan!”
Suddenly, the girl’s hand slipped down to the base of my penis, and held it pointing up. I felt her little finger reach down and tickle my testicles. The sudden motion caught me off guard. I let go. I felt a huge squirt leave my penis. Almost instantly, I felt the hot goo landing on my belly.
“Omigod!”
“Did you see that?”
“Nice squirt!”
“That was a big one! Look at it trickling down!”
“It’s trickling into his belly button!” Laughter.
I found myself gasping for breath.
BECKY’S POV
Becky could see green-shirt girl kneading Ryan’s penis. She could see Ryan’s naked body starting to lurch up and down in rhythm to the stimulation. She saw pink-shirt girl still running her cellphone video camera.
Suddenly, she saw a glimmer of liquid squirting up from Ryan’s crotch. It landed on his stomach. Now the girls were standing there, laughing at him.
“My goodness!” Mandy clucked. “Your boyfriend ejaculated for those girls!”
“I guess he really likes them!” Tami chimed in.
Becky ‘s insides were in turmoil. Seeing her boyfriend being manipulated like that was just too painful. She started to cry.
RYAN’S POV
I felt a light paper, like a tissue, being rubbed against my belly, as if cleaning me up. Then I heard a “click” from the camera.
“Don’t worry, Ryan. We’re just documenting you. You know, before-and-after.” Giggle.
I realized that my penis had shrunk and become flabby. It still hurt.
“Well, goodbye, Ryan!” the first voice said.
I heard them turning to go.
“Hey, shouldn’t we pull his underpants back up?”
“Naw! Let’s leave ‘em down. Then he has to show his weenie to everyone!” The footsteps plodded away, leaving my penis and testicles exposed, on display for everyone to see.
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It is always good when it is a male in that situation and even better if females put him in that situation. Better males be naked than for girls to even be exposed in just their underwear. In fact, if a male exposes himself to a girl, his punishment should be to be exposed to a lot more girls but if he tries to peek at a girl changing her clothes, he should be brought naked to as many girls as can be brought together even if he did not actually see anything on the girl, the only thing that matters is he tried so make him be naked in front of dozens of girls for a couple of hours.Skylar21 wrote: ↑Sat Jul 06, 2024 11:52 pmI agree for the reason you say. He will wonder about every Woman, and that may increase any arousal he may have. He can't know who "molested" him nor how many have seen him in his near nude state.Massageguy wrote: ↑Sat Jul 06, 2024 9:33 pm ...I like the fact that he's blindfolded. That way, he has to wonder about ever woman he sees on campus.
Always the unanswered questions. This is a good initiation in that it is a male who is in this situation (because of a Female). And his Girl friend gets to watch, unknown to him.
I am glad the girls finally got his underwear down and since they got him to ejaculate for them it was well worth the wait. He still has to wonder who dis this and who else saw him and not that he is all but naked, that will draw more girls to him. GO GIRLS Girl power all the way.
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BECKY'S POV
"My goodness!" Tami chuckled. "They forgot to pull his little underpants back up!"
"Oopsies!" Mandy giggled.
Becky stared, horrified. Ryan was now tied to the post with his underpants pulled down to his knees. His penis was hanging out, visible to anyone who walked by. She wanted to burst out of the chiar, rip off the gag, and jump out the window, and go rescue her boyfriend from the public humiliation. She didn't even realize that she was squirming madly in her chair. Tears were coming to her eyes.
"Ghmmmmmmmph! Gmmmmmmmph!" she cried through the gag.
Mandy put her hand on Becky's shoulder. "It's all right, honey," she said. "Nobody's hurting your boyfriend."
"He'll be okay," Tami added.
Becky continued to stare out the window at Ryan. She couldn't help it. He was standing out there, tied up, helpless, and exposed. He stopped squirming and just stood there for a few minutes. Becky was glad that no one seemed to be coming.
Her relief was short-lived. From across the street came a girl with short dark hair, wearing a tee shirt and shorts. She stopped in front of Ryan and said something to him.
RYAN'S POV
I heard the pat-pat-pat of shoes crossing the street, coming close to me.
"Oh, my goodness!" I heard a voice say. "It's Ryan Wilson!"
I felt a hand slide up the outside of my leg, and up my side.
"Ryan!" the voice said. "You're in my American Lit class!" The hand slid up and down my hip and up to my waist. "I always liked you!"
I tried to place the voice. American Lit, eh? I started thinking about all the girls in that class, trying to place her voice.
"I always liked you, Ryan," the voice was saying. "I was always kind of jealous of that Becky girl for being your girlfriend." The hand slid up in front onto my belly. It started to caress my belly. "I always wished I could be your girlfriend." The hand was now sliding up to my chest.
I tried furiously to think of the girls in that Lit class. Several of them had voices about the same pitch as this girl. I'd have to listen to them the next time I was in class.
The hand was now caressing my chest. One of her fingers was touching my nipple, and tracing little circles around it. I could feel my nipple getting hard.
"I always sat in class, looking at you, Ryan," the voice said. "I'd fantasize about your body." The other hand was now on my hip. "I'd sit there, fantasizing about having you all naked, just for me." Now the hand slipped down my chest and my belly. The fingers slid through my pubic hair and touched my penis.
"Mostly, I fantasized about your penis, Ryan." The finger held my penis up, as though it was being examined. "You have such a beautiful penis, Ryan."
I felt puffs of breath on my crotch. Then I felt two wet lips kissing the tip of my penis, and a moist tongue flicking over it. I shivered.
The lips backed away. "I think it's just horrible, that someone left you uncovered, Ryan," the voice went on. "We have to take care of you. We have to take good care of that beautiful penis."
I felt two hands reach down to my knees and pull my underpants back up. Now they were covering my crotch. Good, I thought. At least I have a little bit of my dignity back.
"Thmmmmmmph ymmmph," I said.
The hand patted my penis through the fabric. "Well, bye-bye, Ryan. See you in class." A thumb and forefinger gave my penis an affectionate little squeeze, and then went away.
As I listened to the pat-pat-pat of her footsteps walking away, I thought furiously--who could that be? Whill I know her in class?
BECKY'S POV
"Well! That was sure nice of that girl!" Tami observed. "Pulling Ryan's underpants up for him."
"She certainly did like his penis!" Mandy chuckled. "Did you see the way she even kissed him on his penis?" Both girls laughed.
"I bet he liked when she did that!" Tami observed.
"Yeah. Feeling her lips on the tip of his penis." Mandy chuckled. "That must have been a real turn-on for your boyfriend, eh, Becky?"
Becky couldn't answer. She was in tears.
At least his crotch was covered, she was thinking. But there was something creepy about all that. She hated seeing all these girls playing with Ryan's penis. But she hated this last girl most of all.
"My goodness!" Tami chuckled. "They forgot to pull his little underpants back up!"
"Oopsies!" Mandy giggled.
Becky stared, horrified. Ryan was now tied to the post with his underpants pulled down to his knees. His penis was hanging out, visible to anyone who walked by. She wanted to burst out of the chiar, rip off the gag, and jump out the window, and go rescue her boyfriend from the public humiliation. She didn't even realize that she was squirming madly in her chair. Tears were coming to her eyes.
"Ghmmmmmmmph! Gmmmmmmmph!" she cried through the gag.
Mandy put her hand on Becky's shoulder. "It's all right, honey," she said. "Nobody's hurting your boyfriend."
"He'll be okay," Tami added.
Becky continued to stare out the window at Ryan. She couldn't help it. He was standing out there, tied up, helpless, and exposed. He stopped squirming and just stood there for a few minutes. Becky was glad that no one seemed to be coming.
Her relief was short-lived. From across the street came a girl with short dark hair, wearing a tee shirt and shorts. She stopped in front of Ryan and said something to him.
RYAN'S POV
I heard the pat-pat-pat of shoes crossing the street, coming close to me.
"Oh, my goodness!" I heard a voice say. "It's Ryan Wilson!"
I felt a hand slide up the outside of my leg, and up my side.
"Ryan!" the voice said. "You're in my American Lit class!" The hand slid up and down my hip and up to my waist. "I always liked you!"
I tried to place the voice. American Lit, eh? I started thinking about all the girls in that class, trying to place her voice.
"I always liked you, Ryan," the voice was saying. "I was always kind of jealous of that Becky girl for being your girlfriend." The hand slid up in front onto my belly. It started to caress my belly. "I always wished I could be your girlfriend." The hand was now sliding up to my chest.
I tried furiously to think of the girls in that Lit class. Several of them had voices about the same pitch as this girl. I'd have to listen to them the next time I was in class.
The hand was now caressing my chest. One of her fingers was touching my nipple, and tracing little circles around it. I could feel my nipple getting hard.
"I always sat in class, looking at you, Ryan," the voice said. "I'd fantasize about your body." The other hand was now on my hip. "I'd sit there, fantasizing about having you all naked, just for me." Now the hand slipped down my chest and my belly. The fingers slid through my pubic hair and touched my penis.
"Mostly, I fantasized about your penis, Ryan." The finger held my penis up, as though it was being examined. "You have such a beautiful penis, Ryan."
I felt puffs of breath on my crotch. Then I felt two wet lips kissing the tip of my penis, and a moist tongue flicking over it. I shivered.
The lips backed away. "I think it's just horrible, that someone left you uncovered, Ryan," the voice went on. "We have to take care of you. We have to take good care of that beautiful penis."
I felt two hands reach down to my knees and pull my underpants back up. Now they were covering my crotch. Good, I thought. At least I have a little bit of my dignity back.
"Thmmmmmmph ymmmph," I said.
The hand patted my penis through the fabric. "Well, bye-bye, Ryan. See you in class." A thumb and forefinger gave my penis an affectionate little squeeze, and then went away.
As I listened to the pat-pat-pat of her footsteps walking away, I thought furiously--who could that be? Whill I know her in class?
BECKY'S POV
"Well! That was sure nice of that girl!" Tami observed. "Pulling Ryan's underpants up for him."
"She certainly did like his penis!" Mandy chuckled. "Did you see the way she even kissed him on his penis?" Both girls laughed.
"I bet he liked when she did that!" Tami observed.
"Yeah. Feeling her lips on the tip of his penis." Mandy chuckled. "That must have been a real turn-on for your boyfriend, eh, Becky?"
Becky couldn't answer. She was in tears.
At least his crotch was covered, she was thinking. But there was something creepy about all that. She hated seeing all these girls playing with Ryan's penis. But she hated this last girl most of all.
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RYAN’S POV
I had been standing there for awhile now. No one else had come up to me. I had been trying furiously to think of who that last girl was. I was trying to think of her voice, and who it belonged to. The only clue I had was that she was in my American Lit class. I started thinking of the girls in that class, trying to figure out which one had that voice.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of pat-pat-pat coming up the sidewalk toward me. It sounded like several people. I heard girls’ voices talking softly. Suddenly one of them yelped out, “Woohoo! Look at THIS!” The footsteps came toward me faster.
“Wow! Look at this nice body!” I felt a hand sliding up my side from my waist.
“He’s CUTE” Another voice, a little higher, and a set of fingertips caressing my belly. “Do you know him?”
“No. I seen him around.” the first voice. The hand slid back down my side and circled around behind me, touching my butt. I felt a little pinch through the fabric.
“He has a girlfriend. That Becky Somebody-Or-Other.” The third voice chimed in. “I seen them walking around campus together.”
“Well, they ain’t together now, are they?” said the first girl. They all laughed. Another hand slid up my chest and two fingers pinched my nipple. I lurched. “Awww!” she cooed. “Does that hurt?” Giggling.
The first hand circled around to my front, and was now squeezing my penis through the fabric of my underpants.
“Nice little bazooka he’s got down here.” The hand started fondling my penis through the cloth.
“Oh, look!” the second voice exclaimed. “It’s getting bigger!
“I think he likes it,” chuckled the first girl.
. . . . . . . .
BECKY’S POV
“They’re really checking out your boyfriend, Becky.” Tami chuckled as she watched Becky staring at the scene out the window. “Looks like they’re looking at Ryan’s penis.”
“That one girl is really squeezing it, Mandy observed. “I bet it’s getting bigger.”
“I bet it’s getting nice and hard, just for those girls,” Tami said. She giggled. She put her hand on the back of Becky’s neck. “Do you suppose that Ryan has been thinking about you? While he’s out there being touched and fondled by those girls?”
Becky hadn’t thought of this. What WAS Ryan thinking about while he was out there getting stimulated by all the touching and caressing and fondling? Was he thinking about her? Or was he actually enjoying his experience? Did he know that she was up here watching him?
She gaped at the scene, then did a double-take. The girl in the white top was reaching for something in her bag. The girl fumbled around, then took something out. At this distance, it appeared to be a small pair of scissors. Then Becky saw the girl cutting up one side of Ryan’s underpants. As they fell away she cut the other side, then pulled the underpants away, leaving Ryan’s penis bare once again.
RYAN’S POV
“Let’s just get these little undies off of him,” said the voice. I felt something cold and thin and metallic working its way up the left side of my underpants. As they fell away, I felt the same thing on my right side. A small pair of shears, maybe?
Then my underpants were taken off me. I felt them being pulled diaper-style through my crotch. They rubbed the bottom of my testicles as the came off.
“Omigod! Look at this!” I felt fingers touching and holding my penis. I was surprised at how much I had grown down there since my previous ejaculation. Was I going to be stimulated again? It sure felt like it—it would only add to the humiliation that I’d been experiencing all along.
“It’s so BIG!”
“Look at all the little VEINS bulging out of the side!” I felt a fingertip slide up the side of my penis.
“And look at these NICE BIG BALLS!” Another finger was touching the bottom of my testicles, rubbing them gently.
“He certainly is well hung!” Laughter.
Then I felt a finger toughing me right above the base of my penis, running through my pubic hairs.
“Look at all this HAIR!”
“I’ve never seen so much hair on a boy!"
“Do you like it?”
“Well, actually, no. I think it’s gross.”
“Me too.”
“Just a second,” the finger went away and I heard more fumbling in what must have been a purse. “Yes, I’ve got it. Right here!”
“You carry a razor around?” They all chuckled.
A hand held my side, right on my hip. Uh-oh! I was about to be shaved!
I heard the girls start spitting. Then I felt wet fingers rubbing me right on my pubic hairs. I realized I was being moistened, I was being prepared for shaving.
“Now you have to hold still,” the voice instructed me. “We’re going to shave off your little hairs. So, you have to hold still, because we don’t want to cut you.” A couple of giggles.
A pair of fingers gripped the tip of my penis and held it down, away from my pubic hairs. Then I felt something cold and flat start to drag across my skin, right above my penis. As it moved, it pulled at me slightly. Then it stopped. I felt it starting again, from the other side, pulling across, shaving me.
It stopped. There was much giggling. “Awww! He looks so much CUTER like this!" Then the giggling turned into raucous laughter.
“He’s as bald as a baby down there!”
“Cuchi-cuchi-coo!” I felt a finger tickling me where my pubic hairs had been. Suddenly I realized how much more naked I felt with those hairs gone. I felt more naked and helpless than ever.
I heard a “click” and knew that I’d been photographed again.
The fingers grabbed my penis again and began massaging me. The thumb was up on top while the other fingers were stroking the underside of my penis. They were going up and down, rubbing me on my most sensitive spot.
Meanwhile, another set of fingers was fondling my chest, playing with my nipple. The fingertip would touch my nipple and then wiggle it around slightly. The effect was maddeningly stimulating. Combined with the stimulation of my penis, I found I was tingling through my whole body. Once again, I was starting to gasp for breath. And once again, I was gripping myself internally, trying not to squirt my sperm again.
I had been standing there for awhile now. No one else had come up to me. I had been trying furiously to think of who that last girl was. I was trying to think of her voice, and who it belonged to. The only clue I had was that she was in my American Lit class. I started thinking of the girls in that class, trying to figure out which one had that voice.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of pat-pat-pat coming up the sidewalk toward me. It sounded like several people. I heard girls’ voices talking softly. Suddenly one of them yelped out, “Woohoo! Look at THIS!” The footsteps came toward me faster.
“Wow! Look at this nice body!” I felt a hand sliding up my side from my waist.
“He’s CUTE” Another voice, a little higher, and a set of fingertips caressing my belly. “Do you know him?”
“No. I seen him around.” the first voice. The hand slid back down my side and circled around behind me, touching my butt. I felt a little pinch through the fabric.
“He has a girlfriend. That Becky Somebody-Or-Other.” The third voice chimed in. “I seen them walking around campus together.”
“Well, they ain’t together now, are they?” said the first girl. They all laughed. Another hand slid up my chest and two fingers pinched my nipple. I lurched. “Awww!” she cooed. “Does that hurt?” Giggling.
The first hand circled around to my front, and was now squeezing my penis through the fabric of my underpants.
“Nice little bazooka he’s got down here.” The hand started fondling my penis through the cloth.
“Oh, look!” the second voice exclaimed. “It’s getting bigger!
“I think he likes it,” chuckled the first girl.
. . . . . . . .
BECKY’S POV
“They’re really checking out your boyfriend, Becky.” Tami chuckled as she watched Becky staring at the scene out the window. “Looks like they’re looking at Ryan’s penis.”
“That one girl is really squeezing it, Mandy observed. “I bet it’s getting bigger.”
“I bet it’s getting nice and hard, just for those girls,” Tami said. She giggled. She put her hand on the back of Becky’s neck. “Do you suppose that Ryan has been thinking about you? While he’s out there being touched and fondled by those girls?”
Becky hadn’t thought of this. What WAS Ryan thinking about while he was out there getting stimulated by all the touching and caressing and fondling? Was he thinking about her? Or was he actually enjoying his experience? Did he know that she was up here watching him?
She gaped at the scene, then did a double-take. The girl in the white top was reaching for something in her bag. The girl fumbled around, then took something out. At this distance, it appeared to be a small pair of scissors. Then Becky saw the girl cutting up one side of Ryan’s underpants. As they fell away she cut the other side, then pulled the underpants away, leaving Ryan’s penis bare once again.
RYAN’S POV
“Let’s just get these little undies off of him,” said the voice. I felt something cold and thin and metallic working its way up the left side of my underpants. As they fell away, I felt the same thing on my right side. A small pair of shears, maybe?
Then my underpants were taken off me. I felt them being pulled diaper-style through my crotch. They rubbed the bottom of my testicles as the came off.
“Omigod! Look at this!” I felt fingers touching and holding my penis. I was surprised at how much I had grown down there since my previous ejaculation. Was I going to be stimulated again? It sure felt like it—it would only add to the humiliation that I’d been experiencing all along.
“It’s so BIG!”
“Look at all the little VEINS bulging out of the side!” I felt a fingertip slide up the side of my penis.
“And look at these NICE BIG BALLS!” Another finger was touching the bottom of my testicles, rubbing them gently.
“He certainly is well hung!” Laughter.
Then I felt a finger toughing me right above the base of my penis, running through my pubic hairs.
“Look at all this HAIR!”
“I’ve never seen so much hair on a boy!"
“Do you like it?”
“Well, actually, no. I think it’s gross.”
“Me too.”
“Just a second,” the finger went away and I heard more fumbling in what must have been a purse. “Yes, I’ve got it. Right here!”
“You carry a razor around?” They all chuckled.
A hand held my side, right on my hip. Uh-oh! I was about to be shaved!
I heard the girls start spitting. Then I felt wet fingers rubbing me right on my pubic hairs. I realized I was being moistened, I was being prepared for shaving.
“Now you have to hold still,” the voice instructed me. “We’re going to shave off your little hairs. So, you have to hold still, because we don’t want to cut you.” A couple of giggles.
A pair of fingers gripped the tip of my penis and held it down, away from my pubic hairs. Then I felt something cold and flat start to drag across my skin, right above my penis. As it moved, it pulled at me slightly. Then it stopped. I felt it starting again, from the other side, pulling across, shaving me.
It stopped. There was much giggling. “Awww! He looks so much CUTER like this!" Then the giggling turned into raucous laughter.
“He’s as bald as a baby down there!”
“Cuchi-cuchi-coo!” I felt a finger tickling me where my pubic hairs had been. Suddenly I realized how much more naked I felt with those hairs gone. I felt more naked and helpless than ever.
I heard a “click” and knew that I’d been photographed again.
The fingers grabbed my penis again and began massaging me. The thumb was up on top while the other fingers were stroking the underside of my penis. They were going up and down, rubbing me on my most sensitive spot.
Meanwhile, another set of fingers was fondling my chest, playing with my nipple. The fingertip would touch my nipple and then wiggle it around slightly. The effect was maddeningly stimulating. Combined with the stimulation of my penis, I found I was tingling through my whole body. Once again, I was starting to gasp for breath. And once again, I was gripping myself internally, trying not to squirt my sperm again.
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Re: Becky's Initiation
Love what is happening to him with those girls. Maybe a group of young girl scouts find him as well while he's totally bare naked?
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I love that the girls shaved him which meant they had to handle is cock and balls a lot to get him hairless
You are right, there should be a girl scout troop go by or better yet, a Brownie troop since those girls are younger. The troop leader should use him to point out to the girls all the parts of the male anatomy including an erection which he would be bound to have.
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