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[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 36.


"You've been here before?" Brandie asks, with a puzzled look on her face, seemingly more surprised that her brother had been in this apartment
before, than in seeing on older woman pulling the towel off of his body.

Of course Steven said nothing to Brandie about his experience with Myra and various members of the Blairstone family one week earlier.
It's not unusual for teenage boys to choose not to disclose those times when they are teased sexually or in any way humiliated by members
of the opposite sex, and certainly not to an eleven year old sister. Steven hopes the details of his naked ordeal in this same apartment won't be
divulged by Lucinda. The things that went on between Steven and Myra earlier that day in her apartment, the watching of an animated porno,
the sexy striptease, and the embarrassing way he couldn't fend off any of the wrestling moves put upon him as the surprisingly strong Myra turned
him into a human pretzel. Steven didn't tell anybody about that.

Even though it is true that Steven has been seen naked by every person in this room, he still clutches at his crotch when the towel is ripped away,
some things are just instinctive like an autopilot response.

"He was my guest last week. He came over to water the plants." Mrs. Blairstone says as she takes all the towels and the swimsuit to the bathroom
to hang up to dry.

Lucinda added more details, "He was dancing naked on the balcony next door. Then he came over with Myra."

"You did what?" Brandie says, looking at her brother in a way that made Steven uncomfortable. Almost all the secrets are out in the open now,
and there's not a thing he can do to stop it.

"Really...it's not what you think," Steven says to Brandie, and at the same time wondering how he's going to explain things in a way that his
little sister won't think the worst of him. What happened the week before is not the easiest thing to describe. And he doesn't want to be
explaining himself while he stands cupping his crotch while everyone stares at him.

Turns out Lucinda and Marcello wasted no time in telling the whole story to Brandie and Charlie. It was embarrassing, having the story told,
the dancing naked, the plant watering, the dick measurement, the hanky-panky touchy da penis stuff on the couch. Lucinda told that part,
and Marcello had to relive the experience where everyone tickled and jerked him. Brandie gasped loudly when Lucinda demonstrates, motioning with her hand, how Steven did the most jerking on Marcello's dick. All Steven can do is sit down on the couch. At least nobody is grabbing at his hands and forcing him to uncover, not yet anyway.

Lucinda stops talking when Mrs. Blairstone comes out of the kitchen with a tray of Ginger cookies. She must have heard enough to know some
funny business was going on. "Steven wasn't the only one who ran around naked that day. I got a call to come down to the manager's office to
take charge of a very naked grandson..."

* * * * *

In telling the story of what happened after Steven got back to his apartment with the clothes, when Marcello ran out when Steven's mom yelled
out from the next room, losing his only piece of clothing in the process, Lucinda and Marcello tended to talk over each other. Basically this is
how it all went down.


Marcello is high tailing it, running out of Steven's apartment lickety split, saying somebody else in is the apartment. He whisks on past Lucinda
and Myra, then stops next to the stairs. Both girls had followed Steven and Marcello up the stairs, were standing in the walkway between the stairway and the door. Both girls start laughing. Marcello soon realizes why when he looks down to see his cock sock is missing. He scans
the concrete walkway, looking for the white sock. There is no sign of it. Marcello had walked over to the Laundry Room, forced to wear only
the sock, then up to Steven's apartment. Now the sock is missing, must have fallen off when he sprinted out.

"What should I do?" Marcelo shouts.

Myra and Lucinda have no answer for the poor boy other than to continue laughing. The walk over was bad enough, being bare assed and having
to go past the screaming and laughing kids at the swimming pool. But now he doesn't even have the sock coverage. Now it seems he'll be going
back completely naked and Marcello is not going to be walking. He runs down the stairs, his sister and Myra following behind.

Marcelo is a very fit and athletic lad, and he can run like the wind. But weighing only around 90 pounds he can't run through a full grown man,
not a man the size of Mr. Dumpkin. Down at the bottom of the stairs of the ground floor Marcello steps off the stairway only to run smack dab
into the oversized gut of the maintenance man.

Marcello, in his haste and not seeing everything clearly, runs into and bounces off of the big man who must weigh nearly 300 pounds. Marcello
bounces off but doesn't get away before a huge hand clamps down on his arm.

"What the fuck do we have here?" Mr. Dumpkin bellows. "Is there a fire? Is anyone in danger?" he says, looking at the stairs to see Lucinda and
Myra stopping at the bottom.

The two girls are laughing, don't look scared at all. At least the maintenance man thinks the reason for a kid to be sprinting out of an apartment building while naked is because there is a fire and the kid had to escape. When Marcello says there is no fire, no danger, that is when Mr. Dumpkin gets a mean looking face.

"I don't like hooligans and why are these girls chasing you?...what, nobody wants to speak up. This kid just runs around naked cause he feels
like it?...Well, I am taking this troublemaker to the office building. I don't think Mrs. Ledbetter has locked up yet."

It just so happens that zip-ties come in handy for an apartment maintenance worker. Sometimes something gets broken and has to be held
together till repairs are scheduled. To keep the kid under control, Mr. Dumpkin uses a zip-tie to bind Marcello's wrists behind his back, effectively handcuffing the kid.

Marcello's foul-mouthed pleadings to be let go fall on deaf ears. The shouting does plenty to alert the kids and moms at the swimming pool.
They line up along the near wall and laugh hysterically as the naked boy is escorted past the pool. His sister and Myra follow at a distance.
Some kids jump out of the pool to run in front and around Marcello as they tease and taunt the boy who normally does the name calling.
Five or six kids follow all the way to the door to the Apartment Leasing Center. Opening the door and shoving Marcello inside, Mr. Dumpkin
tells the kids to scram. Myra and Lucinda move close, but keep their distance from the maintenance guy. The two girls wait outside the door,
wait for the right moment to go into the Leasing Center.

[Jeepman89]

Hilarious turn of events! Love it!

[Themarble]

Learning more about what happened to Marcello as well as one of his friends and his sister learning about what happened to him only a week prior. That's some embarrassing stuff. Let's hope Steven isn't made to dance again?

[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 37.


Marcello didn't like the amount of force that was used to shove him inside the Apartment Leasing Center. The big burly Mr. Dumpkin could
have used a gentler touch, especially since the lad was naked with hands tied behind his back. Marcello almost fell to the floor, then righted
himself, his athletic balance saving him. The maintenance guy held the door open long enough to tell the cluster of kids outside the door to
scram, beat it, and then the big 300 pound dude also stepped inside the Leasing Center.

The waiting area just inside is empty, but the room straight ahead, a room used to present information to prospective clients and have them
fill out leasing agreements, is in use. Mrs. Ledbetter sits at a desk talking to what appears to be a mom with her daughter. Mrs. Ledbetter
was just about to show the mom and her girl, who looked to be around thirteen, an apartment with two bedrooms when they were so
rudely interrupted.

"I'm sorry to disrupt your meeting, Mrs. Ledbetter," the maintenance man bellows out too loudly. "I caught this punk assed kid running around
with no clothes on. I grabbed him and brought him straight over. Two girls were chasing him down the stairs," and Marcello is pushed right into
the office, made to stand next to the desk just a couple feet from the apartment manager, and right where the mom and her daughter can view every exposed inch of him.

"I've bumped into this boy a time or two myself. First time I got to see him this way," the manager replies, looking surprisingly not at all
surprised or shocked at this unexpected occurrence.

Marcello looks at the mom sitting in the chair just a few feet away. That woman has a scowl on her face, like she had just signed a lease
agreement for an expensive apartment only to find out the place is overrun with gangbangers and dirty homeless people hanging around and
drug dealers on top of it. The woman looked at Marcello like he was dripping with blood from a knifing in a turf war. That woman was probably
reconsidering if the apartment complex was safe enough to live in.

The young teenage girl next to her mom was also shocked, but soon her expression turned to one of curiosity and extreme interest. The girl with long straight black hair looked like she wanted to ask a million questions as she looked Marcello up and down and then down to his dick. The only words came from Mrs. Ledbetter, and surprisingly none of them were about the naked boy just dropped into her lap.

"Mr. Dumpkin, would you be so nice as to show Mrs. Russell and her lovely daughter apartment 418," and she holds out the keys for the big man
to take.

The maintenance man looks over at Marcello again, probably wanting some form of verbal congratulations on catching a dangerous criminal
in the act of burning down the neighborhood and attempting to rape old women. After all, why else would a kid be running around with
his pecker poking about.

The mom stands up in a huff, looking down on Marcello like he's the scum of the earth. "I'm going to look around this place, and if I see anything
else that looks suspicious I'm cancelling this contract."

The daughter stands up and she seems to want to stay and look, tries to hold back when the mother drags her off to follow Mr. Dumpkin.

"I'll be with you all shortly at apartment 418. I'll just be delayed by a few minutes. Make sure to tell her how nice the pool is as you all walk
by it."

The maintenance worker doing double duty as apartment show person, opens the door to let the mom and daughter out. As soon as he too steps
outside Marcello is glad to see Myra coming into the Leasing Center along with his sister.

"I'm not at all surprised to see you two here," Mrs. Ledbetter says. "I'm going to get to the bottom of all this...but first is it true that these
girls were chasing you, Marcello? Did they hurt you?"

Mrs. Ledbetter grabs Marcello and spins him around like she's looking for wounds or scratches. She doubles down on her search for injuries
by running her hand up and down Marcello's stomach and back, kneels down to grab the back of his legs. She spins the tied-up boy on more time, this time bringing the boy's crotch into almost direct eye level. "Just making sure you weren't being picked on by these two girls. I know how
older sisters can be and sometimes they can be mean to little brothers. Did you get your balls racked or squeezed?" the manager asks as she
grabs hold of Marcello's ball sack, gives it a rub. This final act confirms there is no damage to the naked boy. "He appears to be fit as a fiddle.
But if they did anything to you...you can tell me?"

"No...nothing happened. They didn't hurt me."

"They didn't strip you and tease you?"

"No...nothing like that."

Mrs. Ledbetter seems satisfied, but her next words are not what Marcello expected.

"Well...then you were caught running around naked like a savage Indian, and all on your own initiative. That is a serious breaking of the rules
young man. I'm going to have to hold you here until your grandma comes to claim you. I'm going to phone the apartment right away. But until
she gets here you are going to stay here. Understood. Now I have to go to apartment 418 and hopefully that woman isn't so rattled by your
naked antics that she bails out on renting here. I'll be back in half an hour. If this boy is gone, I'm gonna have no choice but to call the police."

The manager stands up, nods her head toward Myra, and without another word she briskly walks out of the Leasing Center, leaving the naked
and tied up Marcello inside. For the forseeable future the boy will be a prisoner, and who better to have for jailkeepers than Lucinda and the
young woman from next door, the one always ready for mirthful mayhem, the marvelous Myra.

[Trundle]

2 more fantastic updates there.

I love how the world of this story keeps on expanding, we're meeting more and more characters and hearing more stories about embarrassment and at the centre of it all of course is the amazing Myra.

Looking forward to more.

[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 38.


If one can't be actively searching for Myra, hearing about her is the next best thing. Steven is glad the attention of everyone else is on the story
being told by Marcello and Lucinda, and not on the naked fourteen year old sitting on the couch. The grandma of the two siblings, the
very nice (but sometimes mean and cranky) old woman wanders in and out of the living room, bringing tea and napkins and occasionally
interrupting to ask if anybody needs anything.

Whenever Marcello or Lucinda got to a part too juicy for their grandma's ears they lower their voices to whispers. Apparently Mrs. Blairstone's
hearing isn't perfect anymore. As an example, Marcello lowered his voice to a whisper when he got to the part where Mrs. Ledbetter grabbed
his balls in what seemed to be a pretend check for bodily damage when there was no obvious sign of it to begin with.

Steven kept a hand cupped over his own balls and dick, while using the other hand to grab a cookie or drink his tea. In a way it is silly to cover
up when everyone has already seen everything, but Steven still isn't ready to jump about and let the boy bits bounce around for everyone's
entertainment. That may end up happening anyway, but he's not about to rush into it.

Marcello had been doing most of the talking, since some of the story happened while his sister is outside the Leasing office door. Lucinda became
the primary storyteller once she and Myra get stuck with Marcello after the manager left the building.

* * * * *

"My brother looked so miserable, standing there with his hands stuck behind his back. Myra and I were laughing at him, teasing him, telling him
what a naughty boy he is for streaking through the complex and getting caught. Marcello didn't have much to say. He just stood there pouting
like a five year old. Mrs. Ledbetter said she's be back in half an hour. It was playtime. Little brother knew he was in trouble.

"Please leave me alone. I'll be good. Be nice and keep your hands off of me," that is what he said. I told him that either Myra and me get to
play with him any way we want to, or I'd be happy to shove him out the door and let the kids from the pool run over and play with him. My bro
was screwed no matter what.

It was Myra who made the first move. She starts rubbing her hands all over my brother from the armpits to his tummy. He's twisting his body this
way and that way and he can't get away. Both of us tickle him till he says he's gonna pass out. I keep an eye on the clock. I looked at it when
the manager left, so I know when she'll be coming back. I noticed when my brother is standing next to the desk that his balls are just above the level of the desktop. I got this wicked idea and I whispered it to Myra. Of course she agreed.

Myra got down on her knees and she starts rubbing Marcello right on his balls, rubbing em good all over. Then when he started to get stiff she
licked her fingers and rubbed his little head. It was so funny how fast he got hard, sticking up like his name is DONALD and he wanted to fuck a duck. Well..for the next fifteen minutes I took turns massaging Marcello's dick. I've never done that longer than five minutes before. Then
with five minutes to go till Mrs. Ledbetter is supposed to be back I had my brother bend over.

"Hell no...not Mr. Wiggles!" he said, but tied up the way he is he can't stop me when I stick my finger up his butt.

The last time I did that to him he spurted from his dick. Not a lot, but stuff did come out. I pull up the seat next to him, sit down and I have him
stand up. His stiffie is over the desk. I move the manager's calendar over so it's on the desk right under my brother's hardon. Myra grabs one
of his nipples and she pinches it. Marcello yelps out loud but nobody is there to rescue him, but I can tell he loves every bit of it....see, look
at that...my brother is holding his hand over his crotch. He's getting hard just remembering it. Anyway, both Myra and me pinched his nippies
for a while and I still had my finger up him. I looked down and there was big drop of clear stuff coming out, just sitting there at the tip of his
penis. I know he's getting real close.

I tell Marcello some words I want him to say when the manager gets back. He' looks hesitant and I don't know if he'll go through with it.
I threaten him worse punishment if he doesn't deliver his lines when I prompt him.

Myra goes to the door to look out. Soon she comes running back saying the manager was getting near. Myra stands next to Marcello and she
places her arm across his shoulder like she's his best buddy in the world.

Mrs. Ledbetter comes back into the Leasing Center, walks straight toward us. She stops and looks at us. We're huddled together and she must
be wondering what's up. Next she just stares at Marcello's erection and that's when I go to work with Mr. Wiggle-finger. His hardon, which really
does kinda look big on him, starts bobbing up and down, twitching and I can tell he wants to squirm.

"Umm, Marcello, what's up with you. Is something the matter?" the manager asks, looking straight at my brother's dick.

My brother shrugs his shoulders and says he's fine. I tell Mrs. Ledbetter that my brother just gets excited when he's naked. The longer he's naked
the more he likes it. The manager nods her head as if that makes sense to her.

"So that explains why you run up and down the stairs naked. Well, we can't have you scaring people with your wiener flopping about now can we.
I knocked at your apartment and nobody answered. I phoned the number I have on file for your grandmother and left a voicemail. We'll see if she shows up in the next hour or so."

I prompt my brother with a pinch on his side. At the same time I speed up how fast Mr. Wiggles is moving in his butt.

"I like it when people watch me," Marcello tells Mrs. Ledbetter. "I love to be tickled. Do you want to touch me?"

Mrs. Ledbetter looks gabberflasted, totally punked, when she heard that. My brother grins at her and his dick twitches up and down.

"Uh...I can see why your brother has such a reputation. But you can't run around naked like that. But if you want to...since I do have my own
apartment in this complex. Well, you can come over with your sister and if you have to...you can take your clothes off. Better to keep it indoor
than outside where other people can see you. How does that sound?"

The answer Marcello gives her is a loud "Aaaahhhh" and his dick spurts out a blob that lands on Mrs. Ledbetter's calendar, landing right on
the appointments for the next Monday. "Oh my oh my" the manager says, and she just stares as another blob pops out, but the second one just
oozed down the bottom side of his dick and slid on down to his balls. You should have seen how bugged out that woman's eyes got, looking down
at the drops of stuff dripping off of my brother's balls and onto her desk. That was freaking hilarious. Totally awesome.

"It appears that Marcello is happy with your invitation," Myra says in between giggle fits.

Marcello's dick is still twerking up and down when Mrs. Ledbetter grabs tissues from a Kleenex box. She begins wiping up the gunk. The cum
is smearing the ink on the calendar page. It's getting hard to read. My brother's dick loses its stiffie and it plops down on top of Mrs. Ledbetter's
hand. She takes more tissues and she comes around the desk, moving Myra out of the way so she can clean things better. My brother got his
dick wiped by the apartment manager. I pulled my finger out of Marcello's ass just as she started around the desk. I went to the bathroom to
wash my hands.

For the next twenty minutes Myra and I sat there on chairs in the waiting area. Marcello had to stand next to me. Mrs. Ledbetter went back to
work at her desk. When she was looking away I used that time to tickle my brother on the balls again, tried to get him to get hard again. He
was only partly hard when grannie came into the Leasing office. She was told by Mrs. Ledbetter how Marcello got caught running on the stairway
and brought over just the way he is.

Grandma is uspset of course, says she must find a proper way to punish Marcello. That's when Mrs. Ledbetter suggested that Marcello could come
over a time or two and do some work in the office after closing hours. "It's better than filing a complaint with the police now don't you think?"
the manager said, and of course grannie thought that would be best.

I heard this Sunday Marcello has to report to Mrs. Ledbetter at the Leasing Office to work off his punishment."

[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 39. Meeting Myra. Part One


There seemed to be one thing missing from the story that Lucinda and Marcello told. One small detail that is left out, and for some reason
Steven thinks it's important. "How did Marcello get back to his apartment. Did the manager cut the zip-tie that held his arms behind his back?"

Lucinda laughs like a maniac, then she wipes her eyes. "Oh yeah...how did I forget to mention that. Marcello's arms are still behind his back
when we walked back to the apartment. Grannie was out in front. I was in back and in between Myra held onto my brother's dick, pulled him
along like a dog on a leash. The kids at the pool went crazy again when they saw it, and even the moms were laughing along. It's like the circus
had come to town and Marcello is the star attraction. Two boys had water guns and they blasted Marcello. He was dripping wet the rest of the
way. I just love that Myra. I haven't known her for very long, just a few weeks I think. Every time I see her it's a riot."

Brandie jumps up from the couch. "Hey brother, stand up...come on, stand up."

Not knowing what is up, Steven stands up. His sister looks happy and excited about something.

"Put your hands behind your back...don't pout like a baby big brother. Hands in back."

Knowing there wasn't any way he could stay covered up the whole time, knowing that showing himself is bound to happen no matter what,
Steven places his hands behind his back. Immediately Brandie grabs him by the penis and she turns around. Brandie starts walking, tugging on
Steven's dick, and she leads the way around the room. At the end of the room she turns around and pulls her doggie brother back across the
room again.

"This is fun. I'd love to take Steven shopping at the mall this way. All the other girls will be so jealous. They'll want to rush over to pet my
doggie."

"You can let go now. You had your fun." Steven is a little surprised at this. His sister has been getting bolder over the last few months in
wanting to see her brother naked. But for her to actually touch him this way, grab him around the dick and parade him around like a show dog,
that is something unexpected. How is he ever going to be completely comfortable around her again when they are with other kids? Can he
trust her not to want to show her brother off like some object during show and tell? One thing is for sure, things will never be the same again.

There was one thing Lucinda said the was interesting. She mentioned only knowing Myra for a few weeks. Wanting to keep the attention off of
him, Steven asks again about Myra. "How did you meet Myra. You said just a few weeks ago. She hasn't been living next door to you the whole
time?"

Lucinda starts telling a new story. Steven takes that moment to sit down on the couch again, so he can cover himself up again, why...who knows.

"I first saw Myra down at the fitness center next to the Leasing office. You know how it faces the swimming pool and you can see inside a little
bit. Well, Marcello and I went into the clubhouse and then into the fitness center. Yeah I know, kids have to be accompanied by an adult in the
fitness center, but when did that ever stop me. We snuck in there and the only person in the room is this fit looking older girl on the exercise bike..."

[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 39. Meeting Myra. Part Two


When Marcello and I went into the Fitness Center she was sitting on an exercise bike pedaling away. I thought she had a hot look to her....
What was she wearing?...she had on light purple sweatpants that weren't too tight fitting and a salmon colored sleeveless Puma Activewear
top. I've seen those at Walmart. She looks over at us walking in and she smiled.

"That's a cute boy you brought in here, but is he fully domesticated and potty trained?"

Marcello's jaw dropped and he looked like a fish that just got hooked. I was laughing like crazy, and when I got that under control I said my
brother sleeps in the garage and wears pullups cause he sometimes pees when he gets excited. Little bro here turned red and I could see he wanted to say something, but for once he kept his mouth shut as he got real grumpy. I sent him over to the workout machine, whatever those
things are called, and he started on the pulldown bar.

I got on the other exercise bike and started to talking to her, telling her my name and she introduced herself...got a real strong handshake, that's
what I noticed. Myra said she'd been off to the college and the semester had just finished and she was done for the summer. I asked if she had
the whole summer off. Myra told me she had some time off but she has a job, "I work at a Day Care Center, sort of like a YMCA. I take charge of the older kids. I'm the only one who can keep them in line," she said, and she grinned. "Nice blue shorts you got on," she then told my brother.
He was wearing those blue shorts and didn't have a shirt on. She might have said more things to Marcello but this other boy comes into the
Fitness Center.

This other guy is really hot. His hair is long and brown. He's slender, not much muscle on his arms. He has a t-shirt on and the shorts look
baggy on a boy like that, high on the thigh and baggy shorts, the type where it's easy to see a boy's underwear if he's sitting down. Myra took
more notice of him than I did, giving the guy her full attention.

The guy started off on the biceps pullup bar and that's when Myra started messing with him.

"Hey hot stuff, you know guys are not supposed to be in here with a shirt on? You see that other boy in here. He doesn't have a shirt on."

The long haired boy looks over, "The sign outside the door says appropriate clothing required."

"Well, that applies to older fat men who really need to stay covered up. It's inappropriate for nice young guys like you to cover up their
handsome chests. How old are you? Those rules only apply to those over nineteen years old. Didn't you know that?"

"No, I didn't know that. I'm sixteen...I'm not supposed to have a shirt on?"

The guy looked a little confused and that made me giggle. I pick up on where Myra is going, "Yeah, only fat people have to stay covered up."
I hop off my bike and walk over to the tall teenager and I hold out my hand. "I'll take your shirt and put it by the door, and what is your name?"

After taking his shirt off he says his name is Levi, short for Leviticus.

For some reason that got Myra's attention. She showed off how smart she is. "Leviticus is a Greek name for the Levites and it's the book that
comes after Exodus. Are you Jewish?"'

Levi said he was, and his dad is from France, an Ashkenazi.

Myra remained totally tuned into him. "I know some Ashkenazi actors. Ezra Miller and Timothee Chalamet. You're cute like Timothee and a
little taller. Why are you Frenchie's always so hot?"

I could see the flattery was working. Levi started smiling and his working out picked up steam. He was really wanting to show off his muscles.
I went back to the bike and Myra and I just watched him for a while. Then Myra got up and she steps over to the bench. The bench for doing
bench press only has a limited number of weights that can be put on. I think only around a hundred pounds at the most. I tried it once and
could only lift fifty-five pounds. Myra gets the bar set for weighing in at seventy-five pounds and she calls Levi over to spot her.

"Have you ever spotted anyone doing free weights before?", and Levi says he's never done that.

Myra turns to me and she winks, and I know she's up to something. "You have to stand right here. Legs on either side of the bench, as close to
the bar as you can get." That is what she told him and once he was where she made him stand she lies down on the bench, scooting herself up
under the bar. I started laughing and had to cover my face. Marcello looked over and he said "woah ho ho".

You see, Myra had Levi standing a little closer than what is normal. When she is lying on her back and looking up, she's looking right up Levi's
shorts.

[TeenFan]

This comes close to what Leviticus looks like, but in high thigh baggy shorts.

https://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/5318334 ... intiuc.jpg

Myra seems to like a variety when it comes to teenage guys

[TeenFan]

The Strange Girl
Chapter 40. Massaging Man's Middle Muscle Myra Method


As far as Steven can tell, he's never met this guy named Leviticus. From the description, a tall boy with long brown hair, he'd be easy to spot
if he hung around the pool or tennis courts. Maybe this Levi is a guest of a regular apartment dweller. Steven chuckles to himself, hearing
once again Myra going to work on somebody right after meeting him. That gal is an equal opportunity opportunist, every boy is in danger when
he bumps into Myra.

Lucinda is telling the story of when she and her brother met Myra for the first time, and Lucinda says she was immediately impressed with how
the older girl so easily manipulates any young man she comes across, luring them into losing some if not all of their clothing. It's a fascinating
story, and as long as Lucinda is telling it the others won't be focused on him sitting naked on the couch.

* * * * *

I had a good view from the workout bike. Myra is lying down on the bench and Levi is standing right over her face. He must have known Myra
can look right up his shorts. I could tell he wasn't too comfortable with that. Myra reaches up to grab the weight bar and she says, "Okay, you
spot me now. Hold onto the middle of the bar and don't let it go no matter what."

Levi has to bend over and hang onto the bar with his two hands at the middle, his long hair streaming down both sides of his face. Myra lowers
the bar, the seventy-five pounds, all the way down till Levi's hands touch her chest, just below her boobs. Levi must have been getting excited
by how close the back of his fingers come when they make contact with Myra's shirt. After doing like ten or twelve lifts Myra stops and places
the bar on the holder.

"Okay big boy. Let's see how many times you can lift it," Myra says, while at the same time rubbing Levi on his legs with her hands.

Myra got off the bench. I could see Levi's shorts looked lumpy in the front all of a sudden. He placed a hand down there, then looking around
and seeing me and Marcello watching, he knows he can't touch himself, makes it too obvious he's got a boner. His shorts are loose enough that
they tent upwards just a little when he lies down on the bench. Myra gets behind the bar and she straddles the bench and now her crotch is
right above Levi's face. Myra is wearing sweats so there isn't anything for Levi to look up into, but the closeness of her crotch is enough to
make him stay on alert.

Myra holds the bar and Levi does his reps with the weights. Amazingly he does fifteen lifts. I was counting. But rather than letting him up,
Myra insists on a second set. But before she does that Myra comes over to me. She whispers in my ear, suggesting something to do. I couldn't
help it, I giggled right away. I hopped off the bike and went to kneel down next to Levi's legs. Myra gets back in position as the spotter, or that
is what Levi thought she was going to do. But quick as a cat Myra straddles the guy across his chest, and she sort of sits down on his chest, not
all the way sitting down but enough to lock him into place and he can't get up. She faces toward Levi's shorts.

"What the hell are you doing," Levi asks.

"I just want to check out another muscle group you have down on this other end," Myra says and she gives me a nod. That is my signal and I
grab the bottom of Levi's shorts and I start pulling. His shorts were not that hard to yank down. They slid off without too much trouble and
Levi is lying there with nice tight fitting gray and white striped Hanes briefs. The bulge was fairly big, and it only got bigger when Myra started
massaging him right on the bugle.

My brother is laughing like a hyena. Anytime something happens to somebody else he thinks it's funny. He comes over to grab the shorts
lying on the floor. Levi is asking to be let up. He wants his shorts back. Maybe he could toss Myra off but he doesn't struggle too much. Maybe
he's just in total shock, I guess I would be in his place. After a short while he gives up and lets it happen. Myra yanks up on the bottom of the
leg seams, uses her thumbs to hook the waistband and she squeezes the material together. This gives more room for the guys dick to poke
upwards.

I'm just watching, enjoying every second of it. Myra grinds her bottom on the guy's chest. Levi is moaning, he's getting all worked up. I
reach over to grab his boner sticking upward and that thing was hard. I squeeze on it and he moans again. I can see his head at the end of
the sticking up protrusion, with my fingers gripping his shaft the briefs are so tight I can see the shape of his head. I'm wondering what happens
next. I'm coming to that...don't rush me. Myra laughs and she suddenly jumps off of Levi.

"We're taking your shorts to the swimming pool. You want them come get them. Grab his t-shirt Marcello."

Myra heads out of the Fitness Center. I grab the shorts from my brother's hands and I follow. Marcello tags along behind. We stop at the side
of the deep end of the swimming pool. Looking back I don't see Levi. He didn't follow us, not right away. Maybe it took him a minute or two
to come to his senses. He might have been close to spurting when we took off on him. That must have been a shock.

Then the door to the clubhouse opens and Levi comes out. He's trying to cover up but it's obvious he's still hard as a rock. He asks for his shorts
back, that we had enough fun at his expense. But Levi doesn't look angry. Actually he looked like he was excited and it was fun for him.

The only other people at the pool at that moment were three young kids near the shallow end steps. Myra points to those three kids and she
says, "show them your dick and I'll give you your shorts back."

She didn't say it real loud but the three kids, two girls and a boy, all around ten years old, they definitely heard it. They stopped playing and
stared right at Levi. "He's gonna show you his penis if that's okay with you. Raise your hands it you want to see it." Immediately both girls
raise their hands. The boy looks at his friends and then he raises his hand. It's like he has to go along even if he really didn't' want to.

I didn't know what was going to happen. Levi could just take off. If he did I knew I had to take off too, since that guy might tell someone. Levi
turned and walked over to the pool corner by the steps. "Those shorts have my wallet and keys. I have to get them back so here goes..."

Levi lowered the front of his briefs. His hardon sticks out and he's only a few feet from those kids. Myra and I moved closer to get a good
look at it. Maybe it was the first time I saw a guy of his age that way. His pubes were really thick, but I didn't see his balls or just how much
hair he has. The two girls squeal and pretend they are shocked, maybe they really are shocked. Levi holds his dick out to them for about a
minute and then he tucks it back into his briefs. My guess is the guy wasn't that big. He looked as long as Steven here, but his dick was no
way near at thick as the one Stevie has. I thought it would be longer since that boy was so tall.

Having done what was asked of him Levi got his shorts tossed his direction. He puts his shorts on then he laughs. Myra quickly runs up to him
and she whispers something in his ear and he laughs again and looks really pleased about something. Then he goes back into the clubhouse after
putting his shirt back on. I guess he had some more energy to work off.

Myra wouldn't tell me what she said to Levi. Maybe she wanted to hook up with him again later. I didn't see that Leviticus guy after that, still
don't know anything more about him. And that was what happened when my brother and I first came across Myra. I liked her right away. She's
what I would call a Smooth Operator.