Message-ID: <043303Z22101994@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an100511@anon.penet.fi (Zoned) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an100511@anon.penet.fi Date: Sat, 22 Oct 1994 04:31:30 UTC Subject: Outdoor Excursion (mmm/m,humilation, blackmail) Lines: 717 Outdoors By Zoned Note: This is my second attempt at writing an adult sexual story, any comments or positive criticisms are welcome. This story is just a story, a work of fiction. Any similarities to people, events or places is purely coincidental. Warning: This story contains adult sexual situations. If you are under 18, do not read any further. When I was 18 years old, I used to take walks into the woods to clear my head and "meditate". This was a weekly occurrence and was revitalizing to my teenage psyche at the time. I was aggressive, a loner and somewhat of a bookworm with high grades in my senior year of high school. I was about 5' 10" tall and weighed in at about 180 pounds due to my large gut (the rest of my body belonged to a skinny guy but my stomach made up for this). Due to this "beer belly", even though I didn't drink beer, I got a lot of kidding in school, and my aggressive personality, I didn't anyone I could really call a good friend. I lived with my older brother and my parents in a rural community in Maryland. I found the local girls, even though friendly towards me, unapproachable because of having been rejected by the one girl I had nerve to ask out and fearing more rejection. For that reason, I had never dated but had begun to think about girls alot. When I found Jason's, my older brother's, collection of Playboy magazines hidden in his closet I decided to expand my knowledge of women and make better use of my walks in the woods so I took one of the magazines on my next walk. I walked about a half mile into the woods to my favorite thinking spot, the top of a hill overlooking a creek where there was a fallen tree that I could sit on. After looking at the pictures in the magazine and getting a hardon, I decided to jerk off. I had never done anything like this in the open before but I figured that since I was alone in the middle of the open woods, why not?. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my now hard six inch uncut cock and started to pull the foreskin back and forth over the head. I thought about my cum getting on my pants and decided that, since I was alone, I would just get naked and not have to worry about messing up my clothes. I took my shoes and socks off, putting my socks in my shoes and set them beside the tree trunk. My shirt and pants, I folded and set on the fallen tree and my BVDs were laid beside them. I found that since I was naked, sitting on the tree trunk was uncomfortable and with my anxiety of being naked in public, that I just wanted to get this over with. I stood and started to go at jerking off. As I jerked my cock, I looked at the centerfold in the magazine and fantasized about what it would be like to be with her right now. It didn't take long for my orgasm to come and I decided to just go for it instead of my usual slowing down at the critical time. At my cock started to shoot it's cum down the hill, my teenage body started to spasm and I lost my footing on the top of the hill. Before I got more than 10 feet down the hill, I used my feet to stop my slide by burying them in some gooey mud. This effectively rescued me from sliding down the 40 foot hill but got my feet, ankles and shins covered with the gooey mud. I quickly appraised my situation and found that I was in pretty good shape, the abrasions on my ass and back hadn't broken the skin but I had all this mud on my lower legs. I looked down the hill and saw the creek and figured that I would have to get down there to wash off. I started the slow trek down the hill, which was very steep in spots, and finally reached the bottom. As I washed the mud off of my feet, ankles and legs, I also managed to get the leaves and twigs off of my ass and back. I was probably down there for about five minutes and then I looked back up the hill. The fallen tree, being behind the hill's crest, was out of sight and I thought that I should have brought my shoes so I could have some footing climbing the hill, but the concept that 'hindsight is great but normally useless' proved true again. So I started my trek back up the hill. Using my hands and feet to climb, it took another three minutes to get to the top of the hill. Due to the mud on the hill under my sitting spot, I came up a different way and was about 30 feet from my clothes when I reached the top of the hill. After collecting myself, as best as can be done naked in the woods, I dusted myself off and head back to the fallen tree. As I approached the tree, I saw the Playboy magazine lying on the ground but didn't see my clothes on the tree. I rushed to the tree and disparately looking around for my clothes, but found nothing, even my shoes were gone. I couldn't figure out what was going on and was starting to panic when I heard laughter behind me. I turned and covered my limp cock and saw my brother Jason, and two of his friends, Larry and Ronnie, standing about 20 feet away. "Looking for something Billy Boy", Jason said. I quickly figured out what had happened to my clothes and pleaded, "Come on guys, a jokes a joke, give me my clothes back", trying to act as confident as possible in the situation I was in with the older boys. Jason had blonde hair, blue eyes, 6' 1" tall, about 170 pounds, and was twenty years old. Unlike me, he partied and had lots of girlfriends, and was considered a the 'leader' of a very popular group of friends which included Larry, Ronnie and Barry. Larry and Ronnie were both Jason's age with Barry being my age and about my height. With their motorcycles and nice cars, the four of them were considered the 'troublemakers' of the town, even though I knew most of the rumors about them were not true. Jason was broad shouldered and muscular while Larry was a little shorter but built like Jason along with blond hair and blue eyes. Ronnie was taller, about 6' 3", and skinnier than the other two with brown hair and brown eyes. "Well now little brother, this seems to be quite a predicament you've got yourself into, now doesn't it? hahahahahaha", Jason said as the other two guys were laughing at my embarrassing situation. It seems the confident attitude wasn't working and I figured it wouldn't since Jason likes to control everything so, not seeing much recourse, I started on a different tact. "Come on guys, could I please have my clothes back, pretty please". "Now what were you doing down here naked with one of my Playboys Billy, huh?", Jason said as all three of them continued to laugh. I still had my cock covered with my hands but it was starting to harden and I thought, 'Oh god, not now, stay down guy' as I started to panic and moved behind a tree. "Come on, Jason, I just borrowed it for a few minutes, I was going to put it back", I stammered as my cock grew to full hardness. "But what were you doing with it little brother, nothing nasty I hope, Hahahahahahaha" joked Jason as Larry started to hold his stomach, he was laughing so hard. "And mom isn't going to be amused when you come home dressed like that carrying a Playboy magazine". "Ok, you know what I was doing Jason, give me a break, and give me my clothes back. Come on Jason, Please" were my pleading words. Then I heard leaves rustling off to my right and I looked in that direction. Barry was approaching carrying something in his hands and came up to Jason saying, "Here it is". Barry was my age and one of the few people I considered even close to a friend. I looked in Jason's hand and saw a polaroid camera and thought, 'talk fast Billy' and said, "Come on guys, this is getting ridiculous, here. Just give my goddamned clothes back and leave me alone". Since I had never used profanity before, I thought that this get tough idea might work, boy was I wrong. After my little comment, the laughing stopped and all four guys stared at me for a moment. Then Jason snickered a little and said, "I think you forgot who was in charge here little brother. Come out from behind that tree so we can get a decent picture". "No, I'm not coming out. Please Jason, this has gone far enough. Just give me my clothes back and let me go. Please" was my next plea but Jason would have none of that. "Barry, is you little sister Shawna home?" Jason asked to which he got a reply of "Yea, in her bedroom". Jason laughed and said, "Well, if Billy isn't out from behind that tree in three seconds, then go get her, she would enjoy this". Shawna was Barry's 16 year old sister and the only girl I had ever asked out, and was turned down twice, the last time about a month ago with a 'raincheck' response that gave me some hope. I guess you could say I had a crush on her and the guys all knew it. Jason started counting and after two, I saw no alternative but to do as he wished and came out from behind the tree with my hands covering my hard-on as best as possible. All four guys laughed at me, naked with my hands covering my hard cock, and Larry said, "Put your hands on top of your head, Billy". I couldn't do what Larry wanted and mumbled, "Please". Jason looked at Barry and said, "Well, go get Shawna" and I fought back my tears as I moved my hands to the top of my head, exposing my hard cock to the group. All four of the guys started laughing with Barry saying, "Geez Billy, I didn't know you thought of us that way". I realized that I had obviously lost total control of the situation by this time and started to resolve myself to doing whatever they wanted just to get out of these woods with my clothes. Jason started moving around me taking pictures with the Polaroid and laughing the whole time. After shooting four pictures, Jason rejoined the guys and they started whispering amongst themselves. As they turned back towards me, Larry started to approach. As he got about three feet in front of me he said laughingly, "Beg". After I replied "What?", Jason told Barry to go get Shawna. I thought, 'This is getting ridiculous' as I dropped to my knees and started to beg to Larry, "Please, Please, Please, give me my clothes back". Larry replied with a smile, "And what will you do to get you clothes back Billy?". I took a second to think about this but ended up telling the truth, "Anything". Larry snickered and unzipped his pants and pulled his limp cock out of his drawers and said, "Anything?". I had been fighting the tears of humiliation up to this point but no more, I started crying wondering what the next stage of my humiliation was going to be and mumbled, "Yes, anything". Larry looked back at the guys, who seemed tense watching the scene unfold in front of them and Jason nodded his head to Larry. Larry looked back at me and said, "Suck it". I had never heard of oral sex and didn't even think of a mouth as a cavity for a cock and just kind of looked at Larry with a questioning look in my eyes and he said, "Just put it in your mouth and suck it, NOW". I thought to myself that this was the most disgusting thing I could ever imagine but saw no other recourse, so I took his limp cock and put it in my mouth and started sucking. Since I had no idea what I was doing and was totally disgusted with what was going on, Larry started to give me some instructions. "Use your tongue on my cock head and move your mouth up and down on my cock" were his first instructions. I tried doing what he instructed, not knowing what else to do, and the result was amazing. The cock started to rapidly increase in size and filled my mouth. I tried to move up and down on Larry's cock but it had gotten so long that as soon as I moved down, the cockhead was pressed against the entrance to my throat. "Go deeper Billy, breath through you nose and swallow while my cocks's against your throat" were his next instructions and like a child with a new toy, I did as instructed. As the cockhead pressed against my throat, I found that swallowing gave me an interesting feeling and I felt that 'interesting feeling' traveling to another part of my body, namely my cock as it hardened more than it already was. Larry grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards his crotch and his cock started to penetrate my throat. I quickly found that swallowing helped to defeat the gagging I felt coming on so I just tried to concentrate on swallowing and breathing through my nose. He released my head and then pulled it back again and again in a stroking manner as he said to the other guys, "He's throating me guys, only had one girl ever throated me before" as I started doing what he was making me do on my own. I was going down as far as I felt I could on his hard cock and pulling back, breathing through my nose and tonguing the cock head on the backstrokes and holding my breath and swallowing on the forward strokes. As I became more and more used to this, I started taking him deeper and deeper until I felt my nose bury into Larry's pubic hair on my forward strokes, essentially taking his entire cock into my mouth and throat. This went on for what felt like forever and my throat started to hurt, but at the same time, my one cock was starting to expand to the edge of ecstasy. As I started on a down stroke, Larry's hand reappeared on the back of my head and he pulled my head all the way onto his cock, made short pushes with his hips, and finally held his cock buried in my throat and started coming inside my throat. My first mental reaction was 'NOOOOOOOOO' but this was quickly superseded by my own cock duplicating Larry's action and spurting cum on his leather boots and the ground around it. As he was finishing his orgasm and released my head, I pulled all the way off of his cock just to get a shot of cum up my nose and near my right eye. After using my hand to wipe my eye, I opened my eyes to see Larry's saliva laden cock still dripping cum to the ground in front of me and he said, "Lick it clean Boy". I again did as instructed and the he said, "Lick my boots off too". I have no idea what came over me but after looking up at Larry, I bent to the ground and licked my cum off of his boot. Larry laughed and said, "Let's not leave and evidence boy, lick up all the cum you can find on the ground". I hesitated and Larry grabbed a picture from Jason, who was now standing beside us and showed it to me. The picture was of me, with Larry's cock half way in my mouth and me with an obvious hard on myself, although only Larry's clothed stomach, crotch and legs were in view. Larry laughed and said lick it all up. As he stepped back, I surveyed my next task. There was quite a bit of cum in a patch of leaves and since this was June, I'm quite sure the leaves had been there for some time, some cum on a 'patch' of some rather small rocks and some lying on the hard, claylike ground. I sighed and looked at Larry and Jason. Larry was snickering motioning to our combined cum on the ground and Jason just looked at me with raised eyebrows. I looked over at Ronnie and Barry. Ronnie was smiling and shaking his head like he couldn't believe what was happening and Barry was just looking at me with a blank expression on his face. I looked back at the task at hand and decided to start with the leaves, which had by far the most cum on them, probably my own, and stuck my tongue out to lick a large drop off of a rather large leaf. Larry said, "Billy, I think you should eat the leaves that have some on them or else you might miss some" as he laughed, "What do you think Jas?". "I agree, hahahahahahaha" was Jason's reply and I looked back at my task at hand. As I reached out to pick up the big leaf, Larry barked, "NO HANDS". Well, with the pictures and the threat of Shawna, I guess I had no choice but to get this over with and get home. So I took the big leaf with most of my come on it in my teeth and carefully brought in into my mouth. As the leaf entered my mouth, Larry laughed and said "Chew it good" and I started chewing. This act was even more disgusting to me than the oral sex act I just performed but I kept on with the program. After chewing the fibrous leaf for a few seconds and tasting the cum, which had a kind of salty taste to it and finally started to swallow the leaf. It went down a little better than I had originally thought. The humility of this was disgusting to me but my cock started to respond again, getting harder than I could remember it ever getting. I looked at the rest of the cum on the leaves and it was in a patch of about four blackened, partially rotted leaves and thought about how I was going to do this. I finally used my tongue to 'gather' a section of the rotting leaves together, the section with cum on it and the surrounding area, and managed to scoop it into my mouth. As I chewed, I couldn't figure out why my cock was staying so hard and wished it would go down. After chewing and swallowing the rotting leaves, including something that seemed to be moving in my mouth like a worm or insect, I looked at the rest of the cum on the forest flow. The small rocks were the next area I started to 'attack' and I stuck out my tongue to lick the cum off of the dirty pebbles. Larry spoke up, "Put the stones in your mouth to clean them and then you can spit them back out, and remember, no hands". I moved my eyes to Larry, he was grinning wide, and then back to the little stones. I started to try and scoop the stones up in my mouth using my tongue as a scoop. This not only brought the stones in my mouth but also the dirt underneath of them. I started moving the stones around in my mouth and then 'spit' them back out onto the ground. The last area was the hardened claylike ground and I knew what was expected of me. I dragged the top of my tongue across the ground, essentially cleaning the ground with my tongue. After finishing this procedure, I looked back to Larry with tears of humiliation coming from my eyes. Larry simply said, "Ok, I'm finished. Next" and walked back over to Barry and Ronnie. I was still on my knees as Ronnie and Barry looked to Jason, who was standing to my right with the camera and a developing picture in his hands. Jason said, "That ones going to be hard to top, Ronnie give it your best shot". 'Hard to top' made my heart flutter in the realization that these guys were trying to one up each other in humiliating me, a typical game for these very competitive guys but something that made my mind almost panic and cock start to twitch. As Ronnie stepped forward, I directed my attention to him and what his 'better' method of humiliating me was. "I always wanted a dog but dad would never let me have one, so I think that a dog named Billy would be nice to have" were Ronnie's first statements. "Lets see how well trained my pet dog is", Ronnie continued as I looked at him with a questioning look in my eyes. "Well get down on all fours and pant like a dog, Bitch" was his first order and I tried to comply but didn't know exactly what he meant by 'pant'. I got on all fours and started to pant and looked up at him. He continued, "Come on Bitch, dogs pant with there tongues hanging out" and I did as directed, stuck my tongue out and made a panting sound, breathing in and out rapidly like a dog. "Speak" was Ronnie's next direction and I started to get the hang of this and barked, "Arf Arf Arf". "Roll Over" caused me to roll over in the leaves and dirt of the forest floor. "Play Dead" caused me to lay on my side and become motionless and "Beg" had me up on my knees with my forearms and hands close to my chest, still panting with my tongues sticking out. Ronnie started to walk along the top of the hill and his call of "Heel" made me walk directly beside him over to a small mud puddle. "Drink" was a command that I hadn't expected but knew what was expected of me as I bend over and started lapping up the dirty water in the mud puddle. After about 30 seconds of this, "Heel" made me follow Ronnie back to the original location. "Take my cock out Bitch" was his next command and I thought, 'not again' as I advanced to his Ronnie still on my hands and knees. I got to his crotch and started to reach up with my right hand to undo his belt buckle before he said, "I don't remember dogs having hands" and I lowered my hand/paw back to the ground. I quickly realized that the only way to follow his previous command to 'take out his cock' was using my mouth, so I used my teeth to unbuckle and unbutton this pants. I then had to use my tongue to move the zipper cover aside so I could get the zipper between my teeth. This proved to be a difficult task and took several tries before I managed to get the zipper between my front teeth and started to pull it down. After getting the zipper down, I grasped the waist line of this pants with my teeth again and pulled his pants down to his ankles, going from on side to the other to keep the pants on a downward trend. I realized that my own cock was starting to twitch again as I headed for the white underwear. As I pulled the underwear down with my teeth, Ronnie's long skinny cock popped out and hit me in the forehead and my own cock exploded, spurting cum on the ground underneath of me. I had never cum three times inside of one hour like I was doing now, particularly without any stimulation the last two times and was starting to think that I was a faggot. "Clean that shit up Bitch" was Ronnie's next command and I backed up and started lapping and chewing the leaves that my come had fallen on. My only saving grace was the markedly less quantity since the last time I had to 'clean up' and I handled this task with no hesitation. I ate the leaves that contained my cum and the licked up the area where there were no leaves and got back on my hands and knees, panting with my mouth out and looked up at Ronnie again. "Ok Bitch, start licking my cock and balls and asshole until I come. Catch all the come in your dog mouth. Remember that dogs don't have lips so just use you tongue." Ronnie commanded and I started doing as instructed, not really mentally doing anything, just physically doing as asked. As I licked his cockhead, I felt his skinny cock start to lengthen and I started licking down the cock shaft. I tongued his balls and he started to spread his knees apart, unable to spread his legs since his pants and underwear were now around his ankles. I continued between his legs, licking as I went along and finally got to his asshole area. Ronnie reached back and spread his ass cheeks apart as I looked at what was next expected of me. By this point in time, I had resolved myself to do anything to get out of this situation, but this was getting ridiculous but I continued with my tongue towards Ronnie's asshole, essentially burying my head between his legs. My only relief was that Ronnie kept himself clean back there but that relief was put aside when he said, "Stick you bitch tongue in as far as it will go". I started pressing my tongue against the asshole but there was a marked amount of resistance there. I managed to penetrate to the point of tasting the 'shitty' aroma and started licking back up to his balls. I decided to get this over with a quickly as possible and I knew that the cock head had all the nerve endings so I licked my way back up his cock and started to tickle the underside of his cockhead with the tip of my tongue and circling the cockhead with my tongues rough top surface. I knew I couldn't keep this up much longer since my tongue was tiring rapidly so I started a rapid tickle with the tip of my tongue on Ronnie's cockhead. My mouth was wide open in front of his cock and my tongue was fully extended when his cock started to ripple and the jism started to burst out. I tried my hardest to capture all his cum in my mouth and on my tongue and was very proud of myself when I had accomplished that. Jason commented, "Not bad little brother", and spoke to Barry, "Can you top that Barry?". Barry immediately unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the ground around his ankles. I was in a daze by this time and wondered what my 'friend' would want me to do for him. "Come here Billy and suck me hard" was his next command and I crawled over on my hand and knees, not really having the desire nor energy to stand at the time, and started to suck my 'friends' cock. I got it hard in a short period of time and Barry told me to wet it real good with my saliva. I didn't want to tell him that with all the 'action' my tongue had been going through in the last 10 to 15 minutes, I didn't have much saliva but I did what I could. As I looked up at Barry's face with his cock in my mouth, I saw him look questionably to the other guys and then tell me to lay down on my back. I laid down on the leaves and tried to ignore the pricks and scratches on my back. Barry grabbed my ankles and pulled them up towards my face and told me to grab them and hold them against my shoulders. This feat necessitated me to bend my back and raise my ass off of the forest floor, applying even more pressure against my shoulder blades which were starting to hurt from the irritation of the forest floor. Barry approached me and looked off to the three older boys with what seemed like a pleading look in his eyes. As Barry got on his knees in front of my ass and spread my ass cheeks, it still didn't occur to me what he had planned to 'top' the Larry and Ronnie shows. As his cockhead was placed against my virgin asshole, the thought of how disgusting this was started to repulse me but with all the 'disgusting' things I had done with Larry and Ronnie, I thought that this was just one more humiliating act to go through to get this over with. What really surprised me was that my own cock was starting to get hard again too, and I didn't know why because submitting to other guys was nothing that I considered stimulating. As Barry started to slowly but steadily push his cock into my tight asshole, the pain hit my nerve endings and I started screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOO" at the top of my lungs. Barry started to fuck my ass and I started begging, the pain was immense but my cock started to get harder than ever before. Barry picked up the rhythm and really got into it as I shook my head back and forth, keeping my ankles up at my shoulders and totally submitting to the one of the few guys that I considered a friend. After what seemed like hours but was actually only about five minutes, Barry started to lengthen his strokes, bringing his cockhead to the edge of my asshole and then violently plunging it back into my ass. My sphincter muscle had started to get accustomed to the fucking it was getting and it could feel Barry cock starting to spasm. As Barry shot his load into my bowels, I too came with the cum squirting up and hitting me square in the nose and up my nostrils. I reacted with a coughing fit that made me release my ankles but Barry caught my ankles as they started their path back down. He lifted and spread my legs with my ankles and continued to long stroke my now very sore asshole until he had finished his orgasm. After Barry released my legs and pulled his cock from my ass, I rolled on my side and continued my coughing fit finally vomiting onto the forest floor. After wiping my face with my right hand, I looked up at Barry who was standing over top of me with a shit covered cock. "Clean me off Billy, with your mouth" was his next command and I pleaded with him with my eyes. His steadfast look told me that he wouldn't relent so I moved back to my knees and started to clean my own shit off of his cock. There were little tiny chunks of it combined with a fine brown sheen over his entire cock. I managed to fight my very strong gag reflex as I cleaned his cock to my best ability. After finishing this task, I turned back to the three guys who were standing about five feet away holding a still developing polaroid picture. After laughing at the developed picture, they handed all the pictures and the camera to Barry with Jason saying, "You win Barry, nice job". Larry reached behind a large tree stump behind him and pulled out my clothes saying, "There you go Billy, no hard feelings" as the three older boys all started walking up the path. I quickly turned to Barry to plead for the pictures back but only saw him joining the other three guys in walking back home. I looked down at myself and decided that another walk down the hill to the creek was in order for a quick cleanup but grabbed my clothes and shoes before going down. After cleaning up and getting dressed I made my way back home and fell into a deep sleep that lasted all afternoon. The following day, I saw Shawna in the local general store and she came up to me saying, "Hey Billy, how about taking me up on that rain check". I looked at her with a puzzled expression wondering why she would want to go out with me but replied, "How about tonight, we can to the drive in." "If you can get you parents van, it's a deal" "Eight o'clock, Ok?" was my response which got a nod and a smile. As I left the store, Larry and Ronnie were climbing out of their car and Larry said, "Hey Billy Boy, party tomorrow night down at the beach, see you there alright?". "Sure guys" was my reply and I walked over to my car with a questioning look on my face wondering why I was invited to one of their parties, a priviledge extended only to a very select group of people. Thinking that maybe this was a setup and questioning whether to go or not was quickly forgotten as a smiling Shawna drove by yelling "Seeya at eight" out of her car. After getting home and getting permission to use the van, easy since I had never 'dated' before and everyone approved of Shawna, I did some chores around the house. Around six thirty, I started getting ready for the date, my first ever, and the butterflies in my stomach started to get to me. I had thought my experience of the previous day had stopped bothering me but somewhere in my subconscious, I had found the activities to be very stimulating. I had never thought of myself as a submissive personality, actually more of a dominant one in my dealings with life and people. I realized that the time was passing rapidly so I grabbed a shower, pleased that my asshole seemed to reform to it's original shape, and got dressed. I found myself at the end of Shawna's driveway twenty-five minutes early so I wondered whether to go to the door or drive around for a while. As I made a decision to just drive around and kill time, I saw Barry come out of the front door and jog down to the van, open the passenger door, get in and tell me to start driving. He asked me to pull off into an empty office complex parking lot nearby and I stopped and turned to look at Barry saying "Now what?". I noticed that Barry had two small envelopes in his right hand as he started to speak, "Bill, I'm really really sorry about what happened yesterday and especially sorry about what I did to you. That game of 'Top That' is something that we play every once in a while when the situation presents itself and I guess I got carried away with trying to impress Jason and the guys and forgot about our friendship. Since I won the game, I guess I held your future in my hands. I talked to the other guys in the group and I said that I wanted you to become a member of the group. Jason didn't have any objections so I guess if you want to become a member of you group, you can come to the party tomorrow night and they will accept you. The pictures we took of you are in this envelope", as he handed me one of the two envelopes, "and you can do what you want with them." I didn't know what to say and kind of just looked from the envelope to Barry and back to the envelope again several times. Barry hesitated and fingered the other envelope he had in his hand and said, "I caught Shawna doing something last year and got a couple of very incriminating pictures before she noticed me. I care very much for my little sister and have used these pictures in this envelope to keep her from running with the wrong crowd or dating anyone that I didn't approve of. After I got back home yesterday, I talked to her and we talked about you. Shawna likes you Bill, that even surprised me a little bit, no offense intended, hahaha, and I asked her if you had ever asked her out. She said you had but she has been afraid to date anyone because of my control over her. I guess I realize that maybe my control is too much. This envelope has the pictures of her doing what she did in it." Barry fingered the envelope reflectively and seemed lost in thoughts. "Your one of the most decent guys I know Bill, and I guess I'm looking for a way to pay you back for what I did to you yesterday. I told Shawna to accept you date offer and to treat you right, but now I even feel guilty for telling her to do that. Controlling a 17 year old is alot different than controlling a 15 year old sister so ... I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm giving these pictures to you. In short I'm giving Shawna to you. This is the only way I can think of to repay you for what I did to you yesterday. This is the only copy of the pictures and Shawna doesn't know that I'm giving them to you. I'll leave it to you to tell her." After speaking, Barry handed me the second envelope, which was sealed, and hung his head. After about two minutes of considering what Barry had said and just done, I started talking from my heart, "If your looking for forgiveness, than I'm willing to give you that. As to taking Shawna, I'll have to talk to her about that but that's between me and her. As for remaining good friends, I doubt that I can manage that. What you did to me isn't nearly as bad as what you have done to Shawna and that will make it hard for me to trust and respect you in the future. I appreciate your 'getting' me into the group but it's not for me.". I started the van and headed back to Barry and Shawna's house in silence. As I pulled into their driveway, Barry opened the door to get out but looked back at me with tears in his eyes. "I'll see you around Barry" was my closing comment as he closed the van door and walked around the back of the house. I put the envelopes in the drivers side door pocket and headed to pick up my date. Before I even got to the front door, Shawna emerged dressed in a mid-thigh loose fitting skirt and button up blouse. She looked as pretty as ever and my "Hi, you ready" was greeted with a big smile and a "Let's go". I opened the passenger door to let her in and climbed in the drivers seat and off we went. Thinking about what Barry had said, my curiosity of what was in that envelope was almost more than I could stand. We got to the drive-in and parked and I took care of the typical popcorn and soda ritual. As the movie played, I looked more at Shawna than I did at the screen and Shawna seemed to giggle every time she noticed me looking at her. "Want to move to the sofa in the back" was my first request of her for the night. "Sure" was her reply as we made our way to the back of the van. This made watching the movie difficult but not impossible and I really wanted to talk to her anyway. "Shawna, why did you finally go out with me?" "Because I like you" "Because Barry told you too?" After an uncomfortable pause, "What do you know about Barry and me?" "That he has some pictures that you want to keep private, maybe?" Shawna's mouth dropped wide open and her hands covered her face as she exclaimed, "OH MY GOD, He told you about that. Billy, that was along time ago and I was feeling really lonely and horny and and and ...." "Before you go any further Shawna, I don't know what the pictures are of, just that there are pictures and you need to keep them private, right?" "God yes, Billy, I don't want anyone even to know about the existence of any pictures. I'll kill Barry when I get home for telling you about them. Goddamn him." "Whoaaaaaa girl, let's not get carried away here. Barry gave me the pictures" Shawna just looked at me with a quizzical look on her face, "What do you mean he gave you the pictures, if you don't know what they are of?" "They are still in a sealed envelope that I have never opened. Should I open it?" "No please, just give them to me, Please Billy. I'll do anything for them. Please" I considered the word anything and looked down Shawna nubile body and back up again to meet her in the eyes. "What do you mean by anything?" "I mean 'anything'. Those pictures could ruin my life forever, maybe make it not worth living anymore it they got out. Please Billy, give me the pictures and I'll do anything you want for as long as you want. Please Billy" "Now you really have my curiosity peaked, What could possibly be in those pictures that is that important. That would destroy your life, I don't understand." Shawna dropped to her knees in front of me and put her hands on my knees, looking at me through tearing eyes and said, "I did a totally disgusting and foul thing years ago and Barry has pictures. I can't let those pictures get out to anyone and I'm willing to do whatever you ask of me to keep them private. If you want to look at them, I can't stop you but I really do like you and I'll be your partner, slave, bitch, whatever you want for as long as you want if you would just give me those pictures or at least not let anyone else see them." This situation was just like Barry said it was and I thought for a moment of taking advantage of this young nubile beautiful female groveling at my feet but my nice guy personality seemed to take hold. I got up and went to the front of the van and pulled the envelope containing Shawna's pictures out of the side pocket of the drivers door. I went back towards the back of the van, and handed the envelope to Shawna and said, "Here's the pictures, unopened, I don't want to use them against you. Do with them what you want." Shawna laughed as she took the envelope from me and said, "Well Billy, you passed that test with flying colors. I think we will have a long and prosperous relationship, and after you finish law school, I'm sure that I will make a good show wife for you as a lawyer." "What are you talking about Shawna, marriage? I don't understand.", was my reply with a questioning look on my face. "Barry said he had some compromising pictures of you that would ruin you in your intended profession. We made a deal that if you would turn me down as a slave, than I could have the pictures of you to 'control' you for the rest of your life. The pictures of me were just that, pictures of me. The tape recorder in my purse has been recording our whole conversation so I prove to Barry that I did my part. Your too nice of a guy Billy and what you need is a strong woman behind you. The other envelope is full of old polaroids Billy, I am getting the originals from Barry and you will do what I say from now on." Shawna said and I just sat there in shock, thinking of how I had been set up. The envelope with Shawna's supposed compromising pictures in it was sitting in front of me and I quickly grabbed it and tore the package opened. Inside were eight pictures of Shawna, dressed quite normally and in normal situations. As Shawna laughed, I smiled. Spending the rest of my life with Shawna wasn't a bad compromise at all in my book, or so I thought. THE END There may be a part two, then maybe not. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. 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