The Next Connection

[HitchingARide]

The Next Connection
Emily Smidt had played her part in humiliating her brother. More than that, she played the part very well. She didn’t give in to her own thoughts or desires, she followed the verbal script she’d been given. So, when she asked for a favor, Mia decided to give it to her.
Emily had enjoyed seeing Parker naked, but the person she really wanted to see was a boy in her grade. One she had a crush on. Ian Carter. And she wanted her best friend, Chloe Greenfield, to be part of it too. Chloe had been with Emily at the end of Parker’s humiliation.
As Mia began to plan her move, she wasn’t sure what Emily saw in the boy. Red-headed with big ears and a goofy smile was not something she regarded as cute as far as she was concerned, but it was Emily’s choice and Mia had no reason to pick another boy.
It always started with music. It was how Mia had learned about the connection, and she’d used it on every attempt. She was a bit worried however. Parker had been a good choice, yet she was unable to keep the connection active for more than a week. With other boys, she generally had twelve to fifteen days before the connection was lost for good. She didn’t know why, and hoped it wasn’t a sign of weakness on her part. To determine that, Ian would be a good candidate. Funny-looking or not.
Since she was fourteen and Emily and Ian were thirteen, she did make one minor change. The earbud that played the music into the boy’s head would come from Emily, not from her. The connection was not through the earbud, but that path lowered the boy’s defenses and made establishing the connection easier.
She also needed Emily to find out what music the kid liked. Rap? What red-headed kid like rap. Mia hated it. But it was what she loaded up on her phone. Then she briefed Emily on her role. What to say, and when and how to say it. It was a choreographed message, and it had to be done right. Then she turned to Chloe.
“It is very important that you remain still and quiet until it is done. No giggling, laughing, talking, don’t even sneeze. All of that could ruin the way I hypnotize him.”
That part was a lie; hypnotism would never allow her to make a boy do what she could. But it easier than trying to explain the connection.
“Will this make me able to do what you do?” Emily asked after they’d gone over her role for the third time.
“No. It is an ability that I and a few other members of my extended family have. You won’t have the advantage that I have, so you’ll have to pay close attention to him. Remember, one tap on your arm means play any other song. Two taps mean one of his favorites. And most of all, don’t talk, move, or make any noise.”
Now, two days later, they were in a place Emily had chosen. Behind the above ground pool at Chloe’s house. The yard was fenced in, and from where the four of them were laying on the grass, no one passing by would be able to see them.
It had been easy for Emily to get Ian to take his shirt off. It was an important first step. Even Mia didn’t know why, she just accepted that it was necessary.
She’d already established the connection, but it was still weak. She tapped twice on Emily’s arm. That did it. The connection was strong and Ian was ready to be tested. She hadn’t failed yet, but her cousin had warned her that it sometimes happened. This was the most critical time. Failure here was permanent. She was unable to establish a second connection to anyone she’d connected with before.
“Unzip your pants,” she said softly, her tone easy and friendly.
It was hard for the two younger girls to not move or giggle. Mia had impressed upon both of them that it could lead to their hope being crushed. Emily was already on her side, so she was able to see his arm move and hear the sound of the zipper going down. She saw Chloe lift her head. The she felt two taps on her arm. She picked what Ian had told her was his all-time favorite song.
“Pull your penis out.” Mia could hear the warning Ian’s brain was sending, but she used the connection to block them. She was pleased the two girls were controlling their movements.
There was a three-second pause before Ian reached inside his shorts. A few moments later, his penis was pulled out. It was mostly soft and not much more than the pink head could be seen.
Now for the final test of the connection. “Strip naked. Then play with your penis. Masturbate. Or beat off, jack off, whatever you call it.”
This time the pause was longer, nearly ten seconds, and Mia was beginning to think her connection was about to fail, but then he did it. He stood and let his shorts fall to his ankles. He then pushed his boxers down, and stepped out of them. From the connection, she knew he was scared that someone walking past the fence could now see him. But she shut off the noise from his brain and began squeezing his dick, getting it fully erect. Once he had accomplished that; he proceeded to masturbate.
Mia signaled to the two girls that they could now sit up and watch.
Ian’s penis wasn’t any longer than his fist, and they couldn’t see much more than the purple head. But the boy continued pumping until three bursts of grey shot out in an arc.
“Stand there with your hands to your sides and let us have a look at you,” she said out loud and through the connection. She was pleased to see he complied. The connection was complete and strong. He couldn’t disobey her at this point.
“Now?” Emily turned and asked, showing the plastic ruler she had brought.
Mia nodded her head, and Emily held it over the top of Ian’s dick, making sure to get a good feel of it at the same time.
“Four and an eighth,” she said. Then she stepped back a bit and got a good look at him.
“I like the red hair growing around your penis,” she remarked. “I guess it makes sense, I just didn’t expect it to be red.”
She stepped behind him. He jumped as she felt his butt cheeks.
Ian Carter was horrified. He didn’t know what to do. He was totally naked, with two girls he knew and liked and third who was a year older. And for some reason, he was unable to do anything to stop them from looking or touching. Not to mention that he could be seen by anyone else on the other side of the backyard fence.
“Show us how you pee,” Emily ordered.
“I don’t need…” Suddenly Ian’s bladder felt like it was about to burst. He grabbed hold of his dick just as the pee began shooting out.
Emily giggled. “Next time maybe I’ll hold it when you pee.” She looked down the side. “Okay, my friends are arriving. Tell them you always wanted to try skinny dipping but were too scared to do it, but for a kiss, you said you would.”
She ran off towards the gate and four more teen girls entered the backyard.
“What are you waiting for?” Emily shouted at Ian. “You’ll get your kiss once you’ve overcome your fear and spend an hour or so with us in the pool.”
Ian had actually wanted to try skinny dipping someday. But not with other boys around and definitely not with girls present. Especially not if he was the only one naked.
Mia could feel his resistance building. It was always hardest right after establishing a connection and just before it ended. But she had planned for this potential. She made a signal to Emily.
Emily had wanted to keep the boy naked for as long as possible, but she’d been warned by Mia.
“Look, I know this is embarrassing. How about this. I’ll give you the kiss I promised you now, and then a second one in half an hour when you can get dressed and go home.”
Mia had told her what to say if she signaled. She made her repeat it twice to make sure she had it right. She actually didn’t mind kissing him. He was cute in his own way, and he was a boy her age. It would be her first real kiss. Without waiting for him to say anything, she put her arm around his shoulders and leaned forward and kissed him. And to her surprise, he kissed her back.
The other four girls all oohed and aahed, but Emily stood proud. She knew Mary Tindal had kissed Frank Grimes, but she didn’t think her other friends had kissed a boy yet.
Ian climbed the ladder and jumped into the pool. The water was only four feet deep and crystal clear, so he knew they would all be able to see his boner. But he’d gotten a kiss from a girl his age. A cute girl. She had an older brother, and Ian hoped this wouldn’t lead to trouble between him and Parker.
They pointed at his boner and asked him to stand, which he did, with some reluctance. Then they wanted him to play with it. Emily didn’t want the mess inside the pool, so she had him stand on the platform where the ladder was attached to the side of the pool and do it there with it pointed towards the yard.
For the second time in less than an hour, he jacked off while girls watched. When he shot, they cheered. And much to his surprise, they thanked him for the show and told him he was brave.
Emily gave him his second kiss, even though he still had a few minutes left. But her friends chided her.
He was so brave, getting naked, and playing with his thing. You owe him more than that,” Gwen Smith challenged her.
Emily blushed, but told Ian to look at her. When he did, she lifted the top of her bathing suit and let him see her breasts.
He nearly fell off the ladder, and the girls laughed as his dick grew hard yet again. He climbed down and quickly got dressed and ran for home.
Mia knew she had to rest for two days after establishing the connection. After all they’d put Ian through, she might even need three. But she was already working with Emily for what to do with Ian next.
“Can we get him naked in the public pool like you did with my brother?” Emily asked hopefully.
“No. Done once; it was easy to convince others that he lost his suit diving into the pool. But to have it happen twice, especially this soon, would draw attention. Perhaps to me. I don’t want that. Think of something different.”
“Do you think boys would be interested in seeing him? And would it embarrass him?”
“I am sure that some, perhaps many, boys would enjoy seeing him,” Mia responded. “If for no other reason than to compare themselves to him. But it is fraught with danger. You’d have to be careful who you send, and what limits you might want to impose.”
They talked about various ideas, and gradually a scenario developed. Mia told her it would have to wait at least two days, but that would give them time to explore the area where it would happen and pick the boys who would find Ian.
One bright morning three days later Mia arrived at Ian Carter’s house. She was happy to feel that her connection to him was strong and steady. She read his thoughts, and they didn’t include her. She knew her knock would cause a strong reaction and was looking forward to it.
Only he didn’t answer the door. She hadn’t known he had a younger brother. When he asked who she was, she told him and asked the same of him. He gave his name as Brian, and he appeared to be no more than ten years old.
“I’m here to see Ian. Is he around?”
“I think so.” Brian left the door open and walked deeper into the house, calling his brother’s name. Mia took the open door as an invitation and entered the living room. It was spotless and looked like it was never used for anything by the boys.
Ian came in from another room and froze. “What do you want?” he asked angerly but also with a bit of fear.
“Tell your parents you are going out and will be back after lunch.” Mia pushed the message both verbally and through the connection. He really had no choice.
“I’m supposed to look after Brian,” he said. “Our parents aren’t home.”
Mia knew it was a lie. He was using his brother to keep from being humiliated again.
“Lying to me just made it worse,” she said softly in case Brian was somewhere nearby listening. “You are coming with me.” This time, she used the connection to cut off his normal response to fear from his brain.
Not understanding why, he did it, Ian followed her outside. She immediately headed for River Gorge Park, a small 12-acre land with only one circular trail and little reason to do more than go on nature hikes. It was an old-growth forest, with large, mature trees and little underbrush. She didn’t answer his questions until they got inside the park.
“Strip. You have decided you wanted to try streaking, but you did it here because you didn’t really want anyone to see you.”
“What’s going to happen to me?”
“I leave that up to you. Other than running naked along the trail, I’m not giving you any orders. Anything that does happen is up to you how you want to respond. If nothing happens, your clothes will be right here when you get back. Although I would suggest that you hide them. If you do meet up with anyone, you can say and do whatever you think is best.”
He stripped as she talked. He was even about to remove his shoes and socks, but she told him to keep them on. He hid his clothes behind a tree by covering them with leaves.
“The trail is 2.8 miles around,” she said. “You’ll need to adjust your pace or you’ll be out of breath before you are even half way around.” She pointed to her right. “The parking lot is that way. It is wide open, so getting around that will require you to move more slowly, using the woods as cover. There are no wild animals, so that isn’t a concern. Have fun. And don’t worry, you won’t be going home naked no matter what deals you make.”
Mia walked off, sensing the total fear in Ian’s head. Her connection was as strong as it had ever been, making her wonder once again why it had been so weak in Parker Smidt. She let him take the lead. She would never be far enough behind to lose her ability to monitor what he experienced. She knew the park was nearly always empty. Today it wouldn’t be. The boys would see to that. She had scared them enough that she was sure they wouldn’t do anything beyond what she and Emily had come up with.
The boys had been given very clear instructions. They were not to hurt Ian. They could ask him to blow them, and if he did then they were to leave. If not, they were told to bring what they needed to tie him and where to do it. Then they were to leave.
Monitoring the connection as she followed well behind the boy, Mia knew he was now off the trail and making his way slowly around the parking area. He was well back into the tree line, watching for any cars or bikes that might pull in. Which was right where she wanted him.
“What do we have here?” Zack Watts asked. Mia sensed the fear Ian felt when he saw the older boy. It intensified when Zack’s younger brother Dylan came at him from a different direction, and then Alan Emerson from behind.
“You’re in my brother’s grade, aren’t you?” Zack asked.
“Yeah,” Ian muttered. “Leave me alone.”
“Well, maybe that will happen, maybe not. We don’t want much. One blowjob for each of us. You can start with Alan.”
The youngest boy’s eyes lit up. He hadn’t been told they were going to force Ian Carter to suck dick. At twelve, he was good friends with Dylan, and Zack allowed him and Dylan to hang out with him sometimes.
“I’m not doing that,” Ian said firmly. But his voice broke, making Zack laugh.
“We could force you, but we won’t. If you won’t blow us, then I guess we’re stuck with your choice. Leaving you alone. However, we don’t want you wandering off until we get a bunch of girls from your grade to come and see you.” Zack stepped aside and showed the two ropes already tied to trees and waiting for someone to be bound between them. “You sure you don’t want to give the blowjobs?”
Ian wished that Mia had used whatever power she had to take the choice away from him. He didn’t want to suck any dick. Alan and Dylan would be horrible, but Zack was fourteen and that was unthinkable. Yet he didn’t want half the girls in his grade to see him totally naked and tied up.
Ian was totally unaware that Mia was close by, and giving him free choice was something she knew was worse than making him do stuff. She was totally enjoying this.
“Well?” Zack persisted. “Which do you choose? Once you’re tied up, we might even spank you. Or use a knife to cut off all those bright red pubes you’ve been hiding from the world.” What Zack really wanted was a blowjob. He was restricted regarding what he could really do to the boy, but he knew that Ian didn’t know that.
“Let me see your dick,” Ian demanded. Zack had made him reconsider his choices.
“Sure.” Zack could see the boy was about to give him what he wanted. He lowered his shorts and boxers in one movement and allowed Ian to see what he’d soon have in his mouth.
Ian didn’t know what he’d expected. Zack’s dick wasn’t much bigger than his own, but it was quite a bit thicker. And he had a huge amount of long, dark hairs all around it. His sack hung freely underneath. It was repulsive, much worse than if he’d asked to see Dylan or Alan’s junk.
“No. I’m not sucking that. I’ll do your brother and Alan, but not you.” A horrible deal, but perhaps not as bad as having scores of girls seeing him tied up naked.
“Nope,” Zack sighed. “It has to be all three of us or the ropes. Is that your final choice?”
Dylan tugged on his brother’s arm. The thought of a classmate sucking his dick sounded very interesting, and his brother was letting it go by. But Zack shook his arm free.
“Yeah,” Ian moaned. He waited until Zack looked towards the ropes.
“Or I do this.” Ian burst around in a circle, running as fast as he could right at the smallest of the three boys. If he could get past Alan, maybe they wouldn’t be able to catch him.
Alan, taken completely by surprised, jumped to his right. Unfortunately, that was the same side that Ian had turned to in an effort to get around him. They collided and landed in a heap with Ian on top of him.
As Ian began to rise, the Watts brothers were there and quickly subdued him. They dragged him off to between the two trees and called on Alan to tie the free ends of the ropes to his wrists.
Once Ian was secured and helpless, Dylan turned to his friend. “You okay Alan?”
“Yeah,” the boy said. “Just a pain where his knee hit my thigh.”
“We should make Ian suck Alan off for hurting him,” Dylan suggested to his brother. He wouldn’t mind getting blow too.
Zack had just finished wrapping the ace bandage around Ian’s eyes. He pulled the two boys away. “We were given rules. I don’t know how, but when any boy in town ends up naked somewhere, Mia Townsend is always nearby. I’m not taking the risk. I’m leaving. You two have to make your own decisions.”
The reminder of Mia’s warning overrode Dylan’s desire for a blowjob. He checked Alan’s thigh and saw a slight bruise forming. Nothing permanent. And he couldn’t blame Ian for trying to get away, he’d have done anything to keep from being tied up and blindfolded naked. Well, almost anything. He might have considered blowing Alan if he had to, but not Zack or a boy his age.
Mia started walking faster. She could sense all of Ian’s fear, but he wasn’t hearing anything. She knew that some kind of altercation had taken place and that perhaps he’d hurt the younger boy. He was worried that they were going to now hurt him, or force him to suck their dicks.
But as the next couple of minutes ticked by, she slowed down. Ian could hear nothing except for the wind in the trees. The other boys didn’t touch him, and were not making any noise. It seemed as if trusting Zack Watts to follow orders had been well-placed.
She had gotten close and could see Ian. He was still agitated and scared, but not as bad now that several minutes had gone by and nothing further had been done to him. She was about to approach when she caught movement from along the trail to her right.
She ducked down. It was Brian Carter, Ian’s brother. With him was a boy she knew, Sandy Nickelson. She knew that Sandy was twelve, and upped her estimate for Brian’s age from ten to eleven or maybe even a young twelve.
“I heard him say he’d suck Alan and Dylan’s dicks,” Brian said. “That has to be Dylan Watts and Alan Emerson. Alan’s your age. I want to see what they did to him to make him say that.”
The two boys moved past her and were headed in the general direction of where Ian was. She considered what to do.
“Shit,” Sandy said softly, just loud enough for her to hear. “Look.”
Brian looked to where his friend had pointed. Ian stood there, naked, blindfolded, and afraid.
“He can’t see us,” Brian whispered. “If we try and sound like Dylan and Alan, and don’t talk too much, he’ll suck us thinking it was them.”
Mia saw the boy’s faces light up with joy at the thought. She wondered if she should stop it and stick to her plan. But she wanted to see it. She also knew that the girls would be along soon.
“You speak, he knows my voice too well,” Brian whispered as he and Sandy approached. They got right up to Ian. Brian passed his hand over the ace bandage covering his brother’s eyes. When there was no reaction at all, he pointed to Sandy.
“You’re going to blow us,” Sandy said, trying his best to sound like what he thought Alan Emerson sounded like.
Mia used the connection to make sure Ian would do it. She watched as he dropped to his knees, an action that pulled his arms up to a V formation.
Mia moved slowly to the side as Sandy lowered his shirts and underpants and stepped forward. As his skinny dick touched Ian’s lips, Ian opened his mouth and allowed Sandy’s dick inside.
Following instructions given to him via the connection, Ian made sure to keep his teeth away from what he thought was Alan Emerson’s dick.
While she watched, Mia pulled out her phone and very quietly sent a text to Emily. Then she split her mind into two things. One, watching the joy and pleasure Sandy was getting from getting his dick sucked, and the other the revulsion Ian had as he sucked and licked.
Sandy was clearly enjoying his orgasm as Mia noticed more movement from the right. She could tell that Emily had gotten the text. She and the two girls with her crouched down and watched the ending of Sandy Nickelson’s blowjob.
Brian didn’t hesitate. Clearly his best friend had enjoyed it, and now it was his turn. Unaware that five girls were watching, he lowered his shorts and briefs and took Sandy’s spot in front of his brother.
Brian almost ruined it. It felt so damn good to have his dick in a warm and wet place. With his brother’s lips sliding up and down his short staff, it was the tongue swiping across the bottom of his dick that nearly make him cry out with joy. Moments later, it was a dry cum, but for Brian, it was the best one he’d ever had. But he did feel bad for making his brother do it to him.
He turned as he began pulling up his clothing. Then he saw the girls. Emily Smidt motioned for him and Sandy to come to where they stood.
Fearful that they would tell Ian who it was he’d just sucked off, he made his way to them with Sandy right behind him.
“Strip. Totally naked,” Emily whispered. “You will give us your clothes and wait until we’ve had our fun. Or, we’ll tell what we saw. I don’t think your brother knew it was you. How do you think he’d act if he found out?”
It was the one thing Ian could never find out. As horrifying as it was to strip in front of the older girls, Brian began removing his clothes. He also told Sandy he had to get naked as well.
The girls now had boys who ranged from eleven to thirteen to compare. Sheri had brought a short plastic ruler and used it to measure all three boys, none of whom were hard at the moment. But that was already changing.
“Who are you?” Ian asked as he heard a noise next to him.
Keeping with the plan, none of the girls responded. Instead, they used the braille method to explore his body, leaving few parts untouched. At one point he felt six hands on him. One on his balls, one on his dick. Another two rubbing his butt, and the last two on his chest, playing with his almost flat nipples. The experience was totally arousing, even if it was boys touching him.
Once he was hard, they measured his dick again. Emily already knew how long it was, but the two girls with her were learning for the first time. Time was running out as they performed the last thing on their list.
Using two pair of scissors and a safety razor, his red pubic hairs were trimmed and then shaved off. Ian was squirming as he begged them not to do it.
Once that was done, they took a last look and then returned to the other two boys.
Brian and Sandy had watched it all, and it made them both get hard. New measurements were taken, and a brief period of touching, and then finally Emily whispered for them to get dressed and leave and never tell anyone, especially Ian, who was here.
They wandered a short distance away and watched Ian. They waited fifteen minutes, and then backed off further and began talking and laughing as they pretended to just be coming upon Ian.
“Ian, who did this to you?” Emily asked as she removed the ace bandage from his eyes. “Who tied you up?”
He blinked several times before he could see clearly. He looked past Emily and saw Sheri Woodward and Nancy Smith and shuddered. Two more girls were seeing him naked. And the smiles on their faces showed that they were enjoying it.
“Zack and Dylan Watts and Alan Emerson,” Ian mumbled. “Will you untie me?”
“Yeah, in a few minutes. We’ve never seen a boy our age naked, and, well, let’s face it, if it were me who was naked, you’d want to take a few minutes to look. Wouldn’t you.”
“I guess,” he whimpered.
“Did they make you do anything else?” Emily had thought his cheeks couldn’t get any redder, but they did.
“I, uh, I think I had to suck Dylan and Alan’s dicks. And then some other girls were here. At least, I think they were girls. They touched me. Everywhere. Please untie me.”
“Okay, on one condition. Your dick is stiff, and jerking up and down. Sheri and Nancy have never seen a boy play with himself. You promise to do that and we’ll untie you and help you to find your clothes.”
He nodded, unable to verbally agree to what she wanted. He knew he didn’t need any help to find his clothes, and would rather return to where they were without the three girls being with him.
“Or did Zack Watts take your clothes with him?” Emily asked. She knew for a fact he hadn’t, but Ian didn’t need to know that. And she planned on making him state that he chose to go streaking through the park.
“No, I was already naked when they found me,” he blurted out.
Emily knew her job now was going to be easier. “Then who did take your clothes”
“I, uh…” Ian was trapped. He never should have said he was naked when the Watts brothers found him, but it was too late now. He couldn’t tell her that Mia made him strip. Yet he sure as hell didn’t want her and the other two girls to think he stripped on purpose.
Emily wanted to get the confession done. “Tell us the truth. If Zack didn’t take your clothes, then who did? We’ll untie you as soon as you tell us who stripped you.”
Ian thought fast. He couldn’t tell them Mia made him strip, and didn’t want them thinking he’d stripped himself.
“I can’t tell you; he might do it to me again.”
“Well then, he probably took your clothes with him, who ever it was. Or they are well hidden. I’ll call your brother and tell him to bring some clothes to you.”
“No, not Brian. I don’t want him to see me naked. Just untie me, I’ll find my clothes. You girls can go on home, I’m fine.”
Good, Mia thought as she listened in via the connection. He had no idea that Brian and Sandy had already been there. Or that he’d blown them. She had an idea, and quickly sent a text to Emily.
“Okay,” Emily said after reading the text message. She began tugging on the knots binding Ian’s wrists. She pretended to struggle, and called on Sheri and Nancy to work on the other one. But from behind Ian’s back, she made a motion to indicate that they were to pretend to be unable to untie the knot.
“Ah, shit, they tied the knots too hard. We can’t get them undone. I’ll call Brian and tell him to bring a knife. And some clothes, just in case we can’t find what you had been wearing.”
“No, not him, please. Anyone else, not him.”
“Okay. Who do you want me to call?”
Who indeed. Ian felt like he was sinking into a hole. It just kept getting worse and worse. As horrible as it would be to have his younger brother see him like this, having a boy his age come might be worse. If word of this got spread around school… No, he had to trust his brother.
“Okay, call Brian,” he mumbled. He told Emily his brother’s phone number.
At that very moment, Brian Carter was on the phone with Mia, getting instructions. He was pretty happy with the assignment. He asked if he and Sandy could negotiate for what would be a second blowjob.
“You can, but if he says no, then that’s the end. You cut him free.”
He was disappointed, but didn’t want to get into trouble. He no more than got off the phone with Mia before it rang again.
Emily knew she had to pretend that Brian hadn’t been there getting a blowjob from his brother. She placed the call, making sure that she didn’t say anything to make Ian know that his brother had already been there.
“Brian, I’m Emily Smidt. I ran across your brother. Some other kids tied him naked in River Gorge Park, just into the trees by the parking lot. I need you to bring a knife and something for him to wear in case he can’t find his clothes. And I don’t want you to tease him, he’s already very upset that me and two other girls found him naked. Can you handle that?”
It took a moment before Brian realized Emily was putting on a show for his brother. He asked if the call was on speaker, and when Emily said it wasn’t, he was free to talk.
“We’re not far away and Sandy Nickelson has a knife. We’ll come and cut him free and then help him search for his clothes. If we can’t find them, then I can go home and get him something to wear.”
Emily was a bit surprised, but guessed that Mia was probably involved in this somehow. She told him where they were so that Ian wouldn’t wonder how his brother knew where to go.
“Mia told me you were going to call me. She said that I could even bargain for a blowjob for me and Sandy. She doesn’t know that we already got one from him, but you do. If that happens, I’m going to ask you to leave. You’ve already seen us naked. But if he refuses, I still have to cut him free.”
He arrived a few minutes later. He immediately noticed the change. “Hey, your pubes are gone.” Brian didn’t fail to see the look of horror in his brother’s eyes. “We’ve got a knife, but Sandy wants a blowjob before he’ll use it. And if he gets one, I do too.”
“No,” Ian responded. He looked to the girls for support, but didn’t see any sign of it.
“Look, whoever did this could have hidden your clothes anywhere. Or, more likely, taken them with them. You’re going to need me to go home and get you something to wear. We’ll cut you free, but we’ll want something for going home and getting you clothes.
“No, I know where they are. I hid … them.” He suddenly realized he’d screwed up big time.
“So you weren’t stripped by Zack Watts?” Emily asked. “You were out here running around naked? By your choice, not because someone stripped you?”
Ian was too embarrassed to say anything.
“I can pretty much guess where you entered the park.” She pointed in the correct direction. “Brian, give us 5 minutes before you cut him free. We’re going to go and see if we can find his clothes.”
She turned back to Ian. Since you wanted to run around naked, we’re going to let you. When the boys cut you free, continue going around. We’ll be where I bet your clothes are. If you come from the proper direction, you get them back. If not, you’ll ether have to deal with your brother and Sandy or go home naked. Come on, girls.”
It was all she could do to not openly laugh at the idea of him going all the way around the park naked.
“If you try to cheat and Emily takes your clothes, I won’t help you unless me and Sandy each get a blowjob,” Brian said.
Ian was mortified. But he felt like someone else was in his head as he responded softly.
“I’ll do it. But at home, not here. And just once.” Ian was nearly sick with the idea of having to make the deal, but going home naked wasn’t an option.
Five minutes later Sandy cut the ropes. Ian didn’t hesitate. He went to the clearing and checked the parking lot, which was empty. He then started jogging around the park.
Brian and Sandy went the other direction. It didn’t take long before they found the girls had found Ian’s clothes. They all sat and waited.
It was nearly an hour before they saw Ian coming down the trail. He’d gone all the way around. Emily dropped his clothes and she looked at Brian. Emily waited until he was fully dressed before she and her friend headed for home.
Brian and Sandy waited until the girls were gone. They had a dozen questions for Ian, but he refused to answer any of them. Once at home, he hid in his room until called for dinner.
Mia rested for two days after the prolonged use of her connection with Ian. Even though it was still fairly strong, she knew she was about done with him, and came up with a big ending. She sat with Emily and presented the idea and told Emily that she would have to do all the heavy lifting.
“You need to find two or three boys and either pay them or find some other way for them to do something that might get them into trouble,” she began. She then laid out the plan and gave Emily time to fill in the details.
It took Emily two more days to have it all put together. Mia then went to Ian’s house.
Brian again answered the door, and when she said she was there for his brother, he invited her in. He stood in the kitchen listening in as Mal talked with Ian.
“Tomorrow, no later than noon, you will be at the lake. You will wear a bathing suit that is a bit too big for you. If you don’t have one, a pair of shorts that are too big. Wear that and bring a towel and your shoes and nothing else. Do not tie the string on the suit, leave it loose. If you’re in shorts, no belt.”
“While in the lake, some boys are going to come and dunk you and remove it. Don’t fight them, but make it look like you are. If you can get it back, lucky you. If not, get home with whatever you can find. However, don’t cover up at all.”
She spoke the words, but used the connection to block his brain from interfering with the plan.
For Ian, it was horrifying. He knew he was going to be seen naked again, this time by lots of kids. The lake was fairly small, and not too far from his house. But the instructions she placed in his head he knew he had to obey.
The next day, he had no free will. Regardless of his fear, he headed for the lake, wondering what it would feel like to be heading the other way with nothing covering his body. As it was, he had to keep pulling up the shorts or they would slip down to his feet. It was going to be easy for whoever was going to remove them.
There seemed to be a larger number of girls at the beach that day. As near as he could tell, every one of the girls his age was there. Those aged twelve and fourteen were also well represented. He was already getting hard.
Once in the water, all he could do was wait. He knew he’d arrived a bit early. He felt it was better than being late. But surely it had to be well past noon by now.
He didn’t even see them coming. They had come from behind and quickly pulled him backward and under water. His shorts slipped quickly down his legs and then off. By the time he got his head back above water and coughed and rubbed his eyes, he was naked and alone. The boys, whoever they were, had mixed in with other groups of kids and he didn’t see anyone with his shorts.
And he was very, very naked.
He couldn’t think of any reason to delay the inevitable. Eventually he had to get out, and it may as well be now. He moved towards shore, keeping his middle below water until it was too shallow to hide him. At that point he began running to where his shoes and towel were.
He was still in ankle-deep water when the first shout went out.
“Ian Carter is naked!”
He was quickly surrounded. No escape was possible. He desperately wanted to hide his privates with his hands, but they refused to obey his command and hung loosely at his sides. Scores of kids, mostly but not exclusively girls, were pushing each other to get to see him.
Hands touched him. His erection, his balls, his butt. There was no escape. As soon as one girl had her turn, another took her place.
“Don’t make him cum,” David King said. “He’ll enjoy that. Keep him hard, but if he tenses or draws in a deep breath, stop touching his dick for a few minutes. It’ll drive him crazy.”
Ian wondered how David knew that, but he soon found it was true. He couldn’t get any relief at all. And still his arms hung limply at his sides. It wasn’t long before a girl said, “He’d enjoying this. He hasn’t tried once to stop us.”
Ian had no idea how long it lasted. His dick had never been that hard before. But eventually, the kids moved back. Modesty be damned, he needed to shoot. He grabbed his dick and with a huge yet growing audience surrounding him, he began to jack off.
It only took a few strokes before he fired burst after burst. By the time the last one shot out, he was so exhausted he could hardly stand. The group of kids began to back off and move away.
On wobbly legs, he moved forward. His towel was still where he had left it, as were his shoes. Somehow, he managed to get them on, then he wrapped the towel around his body and headed for home as a few tears slid down his cheeks.
He didn’t get far before a brave boy of no more than eleven dared to rush up behind him and take the towel. Ian hardly noticed. He continued walking, naked once again. More kids came to see and laugh as he headed down his street. He did his best to ignore it, knowing that everyone in school would know every detail about his walk of shame once school resumed in the fall.
Knowing she had let it go too far, Mia called Brian. The shorts should have been deposited in his front yard. She told him to find them and then meet his brother and give them to him.
Brian found them on the tree lawn and he and Sandy headed for the lake. They talked about offering the shorts for another blowjob.
They didn’t get more than a few blocks before they saw Ian heading towards them, a group of kids around him, laughing. Ian was naked except for shoes, and he wasn’t trying to hide his boner. Seeing his brother’s face, Brian immediately knew he wasn’t going to ask for any reward. He ran forward holding the shorts out.
For several seconds, Ian ignored him and continued walking, his arms swaying at his sides as his erection also rocked side-to-side to match his steps. It wasn’t until Brian pushed the shorts against his brother’s hand that Ian took them and quickly pulled them on.
“Go away,” Brian yelled at the gathered kids. Some left, others didn’t. He and Sandy walked in front of Ian, cutting off most of the view from the other kids. Once at home, they went straight into the house. Ian didn’t say a word as he went straight to his room.
Sandy left, and Brian waited an hour. But when his brother never came out of the room, he found the door unlocked and entered without knocking. He found Ian on his bed, naked, with gobs of dried cum covering his chest.
“Thanks for helping,” Ian managed to say. “It just reached a point where it no longer mattered.” He went on to say all that happened.
Mia meanwhile was wearing out her power making weak connections to scores of kids, causing them to forget. For those who were too close or had touched Ian repeatedly, she made them uninterested in telling anyone. She examined the brains of all she could connect with to see if anyone had taken any pictures. To her great relief, none had.
She had to rest two days. By then, her connection with Ian was very weak. She used what remained to make him forget. Not forget that it happened, that would take too much. But to forget that scores of boys and girls had seen and, in many cases, touched him. She eased his burden as much as she could, working on it each day until the connection failed.
After that, she knew she couldn’t connect with another boy anytime soon. She’d never used so much of her power before, and it left her drained of her ability to connect. She knew it might take as long as a month before she’d be back to full power. And then, it would be best to not use it here in town. Maybe she could go to her cousins and connect with a boy there.
Author’s note: Several readers wanted more. I rarely do this because it is too easy to get repetitive. I probably won’t add another one, and even if I decide to in the future, it won’t be soon. But as I said before, anyone can ‘borrow’ Mia for their own story. All I ask is that you mention this series of posts, giving credit to me for the original idea.

[HitchingARide]

I said I rarely ever post sequels. But several people wanted more to the lead story of this nature, and I decided I could do it without repeating everything. I hope I made this different enough that it stands apart from The Connection story I posted earlier. But do not look for a third one. Again, if anyone wants to borrow the topic, you have my permission. I only ask that you give credit to either of the two 'Connection' stories I have posted.

[TeenFan]

Very unique series of stories.
Was there a movie or tv show you saw that gave you the idea?
I can think of a Stephen King Book/Movie that has mind control, as well as an episode of "The X Files".

Thanks for allowing other authors to do a spinoff. I will consider it.
I'm currently working on a spinoff story based on a character created by an ENF writer, perseus.

[Jeepman89]

Another brilliant chapter. A shame if it doesn't continue. I would have loved to see her use her connection power on even older boys as it would increase their embarrassment and more excitement for the girls.

[HitchingARide]

If someone does write their own version of this story, I look forward to reading it. And nothing I can think of gave me the idea. It just seemed like a different way to present that type of story.

[Trundle]

Really enjoyed this, lovely surprise to get a sequel as I wasn't expecting it.

I hope someone else carries the story on or at least uses the connection idea because I think it's a very creative and unique way to tell these sorts of stories.

Either way, I hope you continue to write other stories at least because this has been great!