[Authors note: Another adult tale, definitely not intended for the under 18 crowd. Sometimes some guys just deserve it....and well, this is about one of those times. This story is dedicated to everyone who has ever suffered from a bully, and dreamed of a revenge that never happened. I really appreciate hearing from you, the reader, and it is from your feedback that it makes taking the time to write worthwhile. Thanks for the letters, and I mean that. --Nathan]
David and Sean Davis were brothers. They were also best friends. They did everything together, and they talked about every subject imaginable. They were what some kids call "the rich kids," and it was true, their dad made a lot of money. They lived on a lake, and had all the rich kid toys, including a ski boat, jet skis, two canoes, and all the accessories that go with having that kind of stuff. Sean was the younger of the two, and at 14, he was a really sharp looking freshman. His blond hair was sun bleached—a perfect natural shade that didn't come out of a box. He had the striking blue eyes to match, and he had lots of girls chasing him, and would have had more if he had been a nicer guy. He worked out, and his body was filling out nicely, and since he was always running around the lake with his shirt off, he had the tan that just set him off. His brother's hair was blond too, but a lot darker, and although his eyes were blue like his brother's, they had a hint of green in them. At 16, he had the confidence and seemed to excel at everything he tried. His hair was always flying about, and he wore it a little on the longer side—sort of treading the line between what his parents would allow and what they wouldn't. Sometimes when he got really angry or really upset the blue in his eyes tended to fade away, and then his eyes were almost green, an emerald color. He had that perfect, sports body, and his main hobby when he wasn't swimming was gymnastics. He was on his school's team, and he was good, and he had the ribbons to prove it. And the sport had built up his muscles, and even his stomach muscles were ripped in horizontal lines, his chest powerful and impressive. If he wasn't such a braggart when he won his meets, he might have even been one of the popular guys. But, like his brother, he wasn't, and not by a long shot.
In fact, neither of the Davis brothers were exactly what you would refer to as "popular" in their high school. They were in many ways just brats, and they tended to screw around with other people as much as anything—always looking for an angle to 'get someone.' In fact, they were actually known as "the brat brothers" by most of the students. They walked with an air of superiority about them, and sort of looked down on their peers. Their dad had money, and they knew it, and they flaunted it, and they could be real assholes when they wanted. And, it seemed they wanted to a lot. They had enough enemies, and it was not below them to tell on someone just to be mean, or to make up a lie just to make someone squirm. They had the grades, and maintained them, although they were not straight A students by any means. They didn't seem to care what a lot of people thought of them, and they were sure quick to cut someone down and would laugh about it afterwards. In David's freshman year he and Sean had pulled off the bathing suit of one Mark Bradford, right in the locker room after an intramural swim meet, and then had paddled him with the boys own tennis shoe until his ass had glowed red. The entire locker room had laughed at the humiliated 10th grader, and the Davis brothers had thought it was hysterical. David had just kept swinging that shoe, again and again and again, until the Bradford kid's ass had finally turned so red it was literally glowing. He didn't stop until he had reduced the boy to tears, and then he made him beg him to stop in front of everyone there. As a freshman he had literally pounding that sophomore, and even today it was one of the best memories of his life. He loved how he had embarrassed him, and he had had the time of his life doing it. Sure, they both got in trouble for the incident, and David had had to do 3 days detention after school, but his brother had got off with a scolding since he was still in Jr High at the time. But the fact that the two younger boys had embarrassed the hell out of an older sophomore, well, that WAS something they still laughed about and loved to bring up whenever they found anyone that would listen. Mark had been devastated by what had happened to him, and he had faced almost continuous ridicule from his fellow students for the past 2 years since it had happened. He wasn't the only one. The brothers had 'accidentally' spilled food on a Lisa Gunter, one of schools hottest cheerleaders, dropping their two plates of spaghetti right into her lap. She had pissed off Sean with a little remark which was really pretty innocent, but it gave the brothers an excuse to get someone and so David and Sean had staged the whole thing just to show her they were not to be messed with. During the lunch period, the brothers had just walked right into each other, pretending to be looking sideways and thus not seeing each other until they collided. They did a credible job with the acting, even calling out "whoops" as their trays went flying and the spaghetti was covering the girl. The lunchroom monitor had thought it was an accident, and so they had gotten away with that one too, and were still laughing about it now almost 5 months later. There had been other incidents, perhaps less traumatic and less obvious, but whenever the boys saw an opportunity to put someone down they took it. The brothers were like that. They just didn't care if they hurt someone or not. It was one of their traits that eventually would come back to haunt them, because when you mistreat people long enough, they tend to remember it. And sometimes, well, sometimes, they decide to get even.
David and Sean lived in the very outskirts of the community, on the fringe of the district line that separated their high school from the next. His dad liked it that way, and the four acres of land, the huge log home right on the shore of Summit Lake, with its limited public access, was just the way the family wanted it. Because of that, the boys tended to be their own best friends, and once they got off the school bus their parents were pretty free with the boys and allowed them to do just about anything they wanted. They had a lot of favorite activities, and probably skiing and tubing were at the top of the list from mid-April through September. However, one of the rules was that their dad had to be around to drive the ski boat, and they weren't allowed on the jet skis unless their dad was home from work. Consequently, they did a lot of canoeing, and their favorite activity was to canoe out across the lake, where a small island was situated, just on the west side. It was about Ľ mile across, and the west side of the island faced into a small cove, that was totally isolated from the rest of the lake. The boys had rigged up a rope swing on the island, and would spend hours swinging off the high bank, sailing way out over the pristine water, and then dropping off the swing in a whirlwind of adolescent laughter. They would do this again and again, and of all their activities, this was the one they did the most. Sometimes they would have one or two from their very small group of friends over, but that usually took place on the weekends, and most of the time it was just the two of them. During the week, the lake was all but deserted, and so the boys would tend to go out for a few hours in the evening and then paddle back around dinner time. On the weekends sometimes you would spot another canoe or a rowboat or something, but there were only a few houses on the lake and most of what was there were only used part time. On Fridays, the boys often paddled over to the island and spent the night, and their parents allowed them to do that as long as they took the cell phone with them. In the summer, the lake was busy, but at this time of the year, the very end of April, things were quiet and they had the entire lake to themselves. Besides, the water was a little on the cold side, and while it didn't keep the boys from using the swing, it did limit the time they spent in the water and it insured they would have it to themselves.
Being typical teenagers, and with no one else around, they usually did their swimming nude. It was just one of those things you could do when you lived on an isolated lake like they did, and they had swam naked in this cove for so long that they didn't think much about it. On the occasions when they had friends over they usually wore cutoffs, but there had been a few 'skinny dipping parties' and they had been a lot of fun. Their swimming hole wasn't exactly a secret, but while a few guys knew where it was and had even been their once or twice, the place was isolated enough that for the most part the boys always had it to themselves.
Mark Bradford was an 18 year old senior now, and he still hated the Davis brothers. He had hated them for a long time, and he was just sick and tired of their superior attitude and the way they carried themselves and the way they still cut him down when they ran into him. He wasn't the only one. His friends Scott Richards, Leif Cambell, and Eric Shindel, were all in agreement, and as the four seniors started thinking about and talking about it they had hatched the perfect plan to teach the two boys a lesson they would never forget. They even named their plan, "Operation Red Ass", and they started planning it in March and by April had it pretty much worked out. The last Friday in April was an "in service day" and school let out at noon so the teachers could do end-of-term planning. When that Friday finally arrived, they put their plan in motion. On that Friday, the four seniors, along with Scott, Leif, and Eric's girlfriends, headed out to Summit Lake for an afternoon of fun. The girls weren't just an afterthought. Having three of the most popular girls in the high school along was definitely a part of the plan. Nancy, Jan, and Lisa were hot, and they were all for putting David and Sean in their place. Lisa had a list of reasons to be there, and the humiliation she had suffered from the spaghetti incident was right at the top of her list. The group left school around 11am, skipping one class to get on the road early and make sure they were in position for the brothers' downfall. With them they took an inflatable raft, which Leif's dad used for fishing, and the 7 of them crammed in it and using a little 3.5 hp motor, motored across the lake and were on the island by one in the afternoon. They had the raft hidden shortly after that. Besides the raft, they had a few little presents for the brothers, as well as a digital camera to make sure there would be a record.
Sure enough, the two underclassman were spotted about 3 in the afternoon, paddling out in their fancy Kevlar canoe. Long before you could make out the faces of who was in it, Mark recognized the canoe, as the brothers were always bragging about their Kevlar canoe, how it only weighed 45 pounds, how it glided effortlessly through the water, and how every other canoe that anyone else owned was just a piece of _s_h_i_t_. Yeah, they loved their _d_a_m_n_ Kevlar canoe...and Mark smiled as he thought of what he was going to use that canoe for today. As he watched, the canoe glided across the cove, heading straight for the area where the rope swing was hanging. It moved without a sound, its bright forest green color shimmering in the water. Soon, they could see the faces of who was paddling it. Sean was in the bow, and David had the stern. Both boys were shirtless, and paddling with a firmness that showed they knew what they were doing. The group of teenagers waited patiently, and it was easy to stay hidden in the thick trees high above the cove. They watched the two brothers pull up to the shore, and then pick up their canoe and carry it up the bank. They had some sleeping bags with them, as well as a tent, and a couple of backpacks. As they watched, David picked up a cell phone, and as they listened they could just hear him talking to his mom telling her they were on the island and would be home in the morning. Mark Bradford smiled, his huge grin spreading across his face. This was working out better than he could have imagined, and they would have all night to have fun with the boys, although he doubted he would need that long. He looked around at his friends, and there was a glee in the group that tends to happen when a teenage plan is coming together.
Unaware that they were being watched, Sean and David set up their tent, then turned over the canoe and wedged it in between two spruce trees, which secured it upside down. Then, as the seniors watched, they stripped off their shorts, and Sean grabbed the rope swing and with a yell sailed out across the lake, dropping into the water some 25 feet below with a tremendous splash. David too was soon following, and for a long while the seniors just sat and watched, as the boys dicks flopped in the breeze and their balls crunched up from the cold lake waters as they took turns on the rope swing. The girls were mesmerized by the little show that was taking place, and with whispers they compared notes on the two brothers, and discussed the differences in their dicks and even the color variance of their pubic hair. The girls concluded that the high school junior, David, had a slightly bigger dick and a lot more pubic hair, but Sean was still well into manhood and he had the cute body to go with it. Finally, having observed the fun for a while, they slowly left their hiding place and wandered down to the top of the embankment overlooking the swimming hole.
While swimming back to shore, Sean saw them first, and as his eyes caught the movement, he froze, treading water. David saw the expression on his brother's face, and then spun around, and looking up the embankment, his eyes locked onto Mark Bradford, and then took in the group standing beside him. "Oh _f_u_c_k_" he said. "We're in deep _s_h_i_t_."
The two brothers swam in until they stood chest deep in the lake, and as they watched, Nancy Hartford and Lisa Gunter, the two hottest cheerleaders in their school, reached down and picked up their shorts. David called out "Hey.....don't touch those!"
Mark yelled back "Gosh, look what we found! I wonder whose these are? Yours? Oh, if you want your pants, you're going to have to come get them!" He then smiled a huge smile, and the smile cut the brothers to the core.
As Sean and David watched, Lisa slowly began to slide the zipper on Sean's pair of cutoff jeans up and down, up and down. It was clear, this was not a good deal, and the options were somewhat limited and the situation was definitely not looking good.
About that time, the group of seniors just sat down on the top of the embankment, the girls still holding the boys shorts, playing with the zippers in a provocative, almost teasing way. They were chatting among themselves, and David and Sean began to call out and beg them to please leave, so they could come out and get dressed. The seniors just sort of ignored them. Oh, they never took their eyes off the brothers, but they didn't answer them either. Finally, Mark yelled down "You know, we've got all night here, and that water's got to be getting mighty cold---bet your dicks are about to disappear on you!" As he said it, the 3 girls burst out laughing, and then the laughter spread until all of them were doing it.
Sean called out "Please...come ON.....give us our pants!"
Mark answered "Not a chance.....you want em....you're gonna have to walk up here and beg for them---and then we'll think about it." (more laughter)
God it was bad. David analyzed the situation, and it wasn't good. If Mark had been alone they could have taken him. But he was standing there beside Leif Cambell and Scott Richards, and they were both on the school football team. They were huge guys, and it was obvious they weren't afraid of anything David could say. Eric Shindel was one of the biggest bullies in the school, and already at 18 he had been in trouble with the law enough times that just seeing him there with the other seniors made the situation more serious than it might have been otherwise. _d_a_m_n_ this was bad. David tried a wild card, "Hey guys, my dad expects us home within the hour....and if we don't show up he'll be coming out to look for us."
Mark burst out laughing. "David...you are one _s_h_i_t_ty liar." Then, he reached down and picked up the cell phone that had been laying on David's pants, and mocking the call he had overheard a few minutes ago, he said "Hi mom, yeah...we are here on the island...everything's fine mom. See you in the morning....love you too...bye." Then he burst out laughing again.
David's heart sank, and he muttered 'Oh _f_u_c_k_ Sean, we are screwed man."
Sean looked at his brother, the cold water starting to make his lips shiver, and he said "Yeah...God I'm getting cold too."
Time passed. The seniors looked through the backpacks that the brothers had brought out, and found some snacks and food items which they started to open and munch on. They passed around the chips, and opened the cokes that Sean and brought to share with his brother. Eric lit a cigarette, and passed the pack down to Leif who did the same. For Sean and David, they watched as they stood in the water, and even though they had moved in a little until they were only standing in waist deep water, the cold water was still slowly taking its toll. God. It was really cold, and soon they were both shivering. _d_a_m_n_! It was becoming obvious that the only way to get their clothes back was to get out of the water, naked, and let them have their laugh. Looking at each other, they knew there was really no alternative, and so, they finally gave up, swallowed hard, and then started to walk out of the lake.
As they started to make the walk, their crotches just coming clear of the water, the girls burst out laughing, and that just stopped them cold---and they retreated back into the water in embarrassment about as fast as two teenagers can go. It was just too embarrassing! "COME ON MAN---PLEASEEEE, give us our pants!!!!"
The whole gang on the hill was laughing at the two boys, and boy did they look desperate! Mark had never seen either brother with a redder face than they had now, and it was obvious bringing the girls had been a stroke of genius. The brothers were dying inside! God, what could they do? Another 10 minutes went by, and by then they were shivering so badly that they really didn't have any choices left at all. With red faces, and feeling totally humiliated, they once again started out of the water.
Covering themselves part of the time, whenever they didn't need their hands to scramble up the steep bank, they slowly worked their way up to where the seniors were sitting. Their dicks had shrunken about as small as a teenage dick can get—the cold water shriveling them up into almost little knobs, just the circumcised heads of their _c_o_c_k_s really visible. God it was embarrassing! The girls seemed to hold their clothes tighter, giggling as they did so, and as the brothers reached the group, nobody moved. Lisa said "Now those are two tiny dicks---Wow!" All the gang laughed then, and the two brothers just stared at each other, their faces blushing even redder, as they covered themselves with their hands. Finally David spoke in a pleading voice "OK....please, now give us our clothes."
Mark said "I don't thinkkkkk sooooo...."
"_d_a_m_n_ you _f_u_c_k_ers....I want my shorts NOW!" David yelled.
The girls started giggling, and Mark threw his head back and laughed.
Suddenly, it was like a switch had been thrown, David just snapped and lunged out for his clothes. Mark didn't move, and was just sitting there grinning when David, making a fist with his hand, struck him hard, slamming it into the senior's jaw. Mark, stunned, was suddenly moving then, struggling to get away from the crazed 16 year old. Then, Sean was on him too, his fist also swinging. That brought in Eric, Leif, and Scott, and after that things happened pretty fast. The seniors weren't swinging any fists, and they weren't fighting dirty, which wasn't true for the two brothers. Of course, the brothers WERE naked, and that probably had something to do with the intensity with which they fought. Nevertheless, in the end it didn't make much difference, and while the fight was intense, it really didn't last very long. The two younger brothers just didn't have a chance against the senior boys, and before very long they found themselves with their hands tied behind their backs and being dragged over towards their own canoe, still naked and looking back longingly at their pants still in the girls hands. They tied Sean's feet together, and then left the 14 year old struggling on the ground while they grabbed David and lifted him up over the overturned canoe he loved so much...making the 16 year old straddle it like he was riding a horse. As Leif and Mark held him, Eric and Scott started tying him into the position they had planned for more than month. It was definitely time. With four guys working on him, David's efforts to resist were pointless. He struggled anyway, as the guys went to work on their plan. First, they drove in two long metal spikes into the ground along the sides of the canoe. The spikes had been purchased at the hardware store just for this reason, and as they pounded them into the hard ground they went deep into the dirt. Once they were in place, they slid the rope around the spikes, and then tied it to each of David's ankles, spreading his feet wide apart as he sat literally riding the canoe. He was sitting on the canoe, his feet apart and straddling it, and with his hands tied behind his back he couldn't go anywhere or do anything. He was protesting loudly. Mark opened up his bag of goodies and reached inside and pulled out a gag which had been purchased at a different kind of store. It was shaped like a short little dick, with two balls attached, and was even flesh colored. As soon as he saw it David's eyes went wide open with shock. Mark laughed as he shoved it in the boy's mouth and secured it around his head with the elastic cord that was attached to it. David struggled harder, but really couldn't do much, and as he sat naked on the canoe with his legs spread wider than he thought they could go, his felt like crying and he had to fight to hold back the tears. He was pretty funny looking, and the way the gag was designed it looked like two balls were hanging out of his mouth. There was no way he could close his mouth—it was stuffed with the plastic _c_o_c_k_. God! Everyone was laughing at him, well, everyone except for Sean.
Next, the four seniors turned to the 14 year old, and soon had him on top of the canoe as well. Things went quicker with him, and before Sean knew it he was tied like his brother, facing him, his feet firmly attached to two more metal stakes that had been driven deep in the ground, his feet spread wide apart and his hands secured behind his back. He too was also straddling the Kevlar canoe like it was a horse, his balls resting on the green surface and his little knob of a dick, still shriveled from the cold, staring upward at the girls that were gawking at it. Like his brother, he had been gagged the same way, and the tears had already glistened his eyes. God, this was bad, and as the girls eyes inspected every inch of his nude 14 year old body, he was embarrassed to the core and just wanted to crawl away somewhere and hide.
The group finally stopped, and admired their handiwork. The brothers were completely helpless. Nancy Hartford took the digital camera, and began to take some pictures of the two boys. She took several close ups, and made sure to get a couple of their little dicks from only a few feet away. She also got a few face shots---she couldn't help but giggle as she took them, the boys eyes all teared up and with those fake balls hanging out of their stuffed mouths. Wow! There wasn't anything the boys could do to stop her, and even though they protested, the gags prevented their words from being intelligible and when they tried to talk it made the fake balls wiggle. Finally, Mark said "You know David....when you and your brother paddled my ass in that locker room a few years ago, I was humiliated more than you can know. I hated you...and now, well, now it's your turn, and I can assure you will never forget your little adventure this afternoon."
With that, he put his hands gently on David's shoulders, and then slowly pulled him backwards, until he gently lowered the teenager horizontally onto the canoe.....his head resting on the Kevlar, looking at the sky, his knees bent and his ankles still tied to the stakes spreading his legs wide and exposing his manhood to the world. The position jutted his genitals up and out, and with Marks hand resting on his chest, there wasn't much he could do to get back up or move. Likewise, Eric slowly pulled Sean backwards as well, until he too was laying on his back, his dick jutting up and his balls resting on the Kevlar surface below. Mark reached into the little bag again, and pulling out four clothespins, he clipped them onto the brothers' nipples with a snap, snap, snap, snap; one, two, three, and four. As each clip grabbed a sensitive nipple, still pointed from the cold water, the brothers jerked and their eyes bugged out with the discomfort. After they were in place, Mark reached down and tweaked the clothespins, which got an immediate reaction from the brothers. _d_a_m_n_ it hurt! Then, Mark said "Nancy, would you and Jan get the shaving cream? It's in the bag. I can see these guys have had their bath—so it must be time for a nice, close shave."
Lisa spoke up "I want the honors---they owe me."
As the words registered, David and Sean really started to struggle, but there really wasn't much they could do. They could thrust upward with their hips somewhat, and wiggle their shoulders a little from side-to-side, but otherwise all they could do was grunt into their gags and accept the fate that awaited them. Soon, the girls were standing over them, and as they struggled and pulled hard on the ropes that held them they felt Lisa start to spread the shaving cream, literally rubbing it into their crotches. As the girls worked the cream into them, lubricating not only their pubic areas but also their _c_o_c_k_ and balls, the boys bodies began to respond and soon two dicks began to swell and rise into the afternoon sky. It didn't take long. Like two adolescent flagpoles, they were soon jutting up hard and stiff, growing up like roots from the pubic bush that was being foamed with shaving cream. Soon, their dicks were so hard it was almost like they were eager for the shaving to begin. As the boys went ballistic, like madmen desperate to keep their _s_e_x_ hair, the girls took turns, and began to slide the razors through the boys' pubic hair again and again and again. Lisa kept laughing, admiring the closeness of the shave as it was happening, and taking her time to do a thorough job. Revenge can be sooooo sweet! Sean's bush was small, and hadn't reached even half the thickness of his brothers. It didn't take much to take it off, and soon he had lost it all, the smoothness of his genitals embarrassing him to the core. The girls then worked on his balls, stroking them, moving them, sliding the razor over every inch and removing every strand of hair that he had every managed to grow there. His dick bobbed and twitched with an eagerness of youth, almost like it was excited to be denuded of its base of hair. All the while this was going on Mark and Leif and Eric and Scott watched with huge grins on their faces, and as they watched the "brat brothers" laying on the canoe losing their pubic hair they chatted and laughed and enjoyed the sight almost as if they were watching an afternoon movie. As the boys struggled on the canoe, the clothespins attached to their nipples twitched and moved with their struggles, which obviously added immeasurable to their misery. David was struggling much harder than his brother, and the razor was more difficult to drag through his thick bush. He fought and struggled like his very manhood depended on it, but it was a useless gesture and even as he struggled he felt Lisa Gunter's hand sliding over his chest, tweaking gently on the clothespins attached to his nipples, then feeling her hand slide down and over the firm muscles that ripped his stomach. God! Then, she worked the razor some more, and it slowly took its toll. As she dragged it through his bush he could feel the hairs of his manhood disappearing as he struggled, and as he did so he was all too aware of the camera recording every razor stroke. Soon, they were done. In Sean's backpack they found the towel the boys had brought to use after their swim, and as the brothers watched the girls used it to wipe up the boys' crotches. A few straggler hairs had escaped the razor, and reaching down with a pair of tweezers Lisa plucked them out, one by one. With each hair that was extracted, Sean grunted, jerking his pelvic region up and back. David was quieter, and as his remaining hairs were also plucked out, he just squinted his eyes shut with each one and struggled within himself not to cry. Finally, it was done! They were as smooth as the day they were born! As the seniors stood back, they pulled out the camera and took several pictures of the two boys laying on their backs straddling the canoe, their dicks jutting straight up from bald mounds. As Mark and his friends all laughed, they took time to admire their handiwork.
Mark: "Man...look at those crotches! Yeah....I like it!"
Leif: "They sure look like little kids now.....and I guess they probably deserve to be paddled liked the 'brat brothers' they are."
Mark: "Yeah...soon. That's coming up." Then, looking down at David, he said "Hey David....is your skin a little raw?....Maybe you need a little after shave...?" as he burst out laughing again. Then he said "Nancy, the tube of Ben Gay is in the bag....would you mind getting it?"
Nancy dug through the bag and found the tube of Extra Strength Ben Gay. Then, she handed it to Mark, a smirk on her face, as she glanced down at the two brothers whose eyes were following her every move, the unmistakable look of total trepidation painted on their faces. Then, holding the tube in his hand, and looking at the two brothers, Mark said "Now comes payback time....just remember, you screwed with the wrong guy---this little present is just from me!"
Sean and David were going crazy, shaking their heads violently from side to side, which looked ridiculous with the fake balls hanging out of their stuffed mouths. They were begging literally NO NO NO NO! Ignoring their movements, and with a smile that said it all really, Mark took the tube, and globing a big glob of Ben Gay into the palm of his hand, he started to work it first into and onto David's manhood. He slid his hand first up and down David's dick, working the sports cream into the skin, and especially on the head of his dick, which by now was bulging huge and purple, and swelling incredibly under the attention. He worked the goop into the slit on the end of his prick, working it into it and making sure it was covered thoroughly. Then, he squirted out even more of the sports cream and started working it into David's ball sack...squeezing each ball firmly, until David grunted from the pressure. Soon, David was grunting continuously, almost screaming into the gag, thrusting up and down driving his hard penis into the air almost like he was _f_u_c_k_ing it.
Mark said "Hey, guess David likes it....." and then burst out laughing.
Finally, Mark moved to Sean, and repeated the motions, working the Ben Gay over the younger boys hard _c_o_c_k_, and then into his bald scrotum until he too was jerking his hips like a madman, almost keeping time with his brother. Sean's dick head flared too, the entire end saturated with the sports cream, the big purple head bulging from the intensity of the stimulation. Soon, both boys were thrusting and jerking, desperately trying to find some relief as their freshly shaved genitals soaked up the heat cream and began to burn like there was no tomorrow. There was nothing they could do to stop it....and OH GOD did it burn! The last thing Mark did was to take out two condoms, and handing them to Nancy and Jan, the girls slowly rolled the Trojans down over the boys' rock hard _c_o_c_k_s, trapping the Ben Gay and holding the heat in like an oven of latex.
Mark said "Ok guys...time for a little 'shake and bake'"---then he laughed again, joined by the others.
With the boys' Ben Gay'ed _c_o_c_k_s covered with the condoms, the two girls grabbed their hard dicks and slowly started jacking them, working them up and down, up and down, causing the heat to rise expedientially and driving the two brothers almost insane from the chemical furnaces within the condoms that were now encasing their _c_o_c_k_s. Meanwhile, Lisa shot more pictures, changing out the memory stick and loading in another one so she could keep the digital photo record going.
With a snap, Mark reached down and jerked off the clothespins attached to Sean's nipples even as Jan continued to work his dick. The boy almost convulsed from the pain. Likewise, Eric jerked off the pins on David, and as the blood rushed back into his nipples David increased his struggles as they too began to hurt with an intensity he could not have fathomed. Mark reached into his backpack, and pulled out a small pair of scissors. With them he snipped off the tiny little reservoir tip from each of the condoms, with the remark "You guys don't need this and we don't want to miss anything when you shoot your wads!" As he said it, both David and Sean started protesting wildly, grunting into their gags as the girls again resumed stroking their burning dicks. As the boys started to crest the wave of pleasure, on the verge of the pending and what they assumed was their own inevitable ejaculations, the girls suddenly stopped, and as everyone watched the brothers' _c_o_c_k_s, they bounced and twitched but never quite went over-the-edge. God they looked frustrated and boy, were they hard! Then, with Leif's help, the brothers were raised back up into a seating position, still straddling the canoe, their latex covered dicks jutting up as stiff as steel rods, the entire shafts engorged and bright red, clearly visible within the latex and obviously suffering from the effects of the sports cream. The tips of their dicks glistened with a mixture of precum and Ben Gay, and they were so hard and so stimulated that they actually bobbed to the heartbeats of the boys that owned them. Then, with a firm hand, Mark and Scott slowly pushed the brothers forward, which slowly lowered them face down onto the canoe, so that they were stretched out over the canoe, and their heads were almost touching, each brother staring into the eyes of the other. Their mouths, stuffed with the _c_o_c_k_ gags and each with a pair of fake balls hanging out, were only about six inches apart. Their naked asses, spread wide from the ropes pulling their feet apart, were open and exposed, and were literally jutting up from the canoe, glowing white under the afternoon's sunlight. Mark then looped a short piece of rope through the tied hands of Sean and then David, and pulling it taught he pulled the boys hands up their backs towards their heads, literally tying their hands up and out and together. Most importantly, their hands were well away from their rears and they couldn't reach them even if their lives had depended on it. Then, Mark and Eric each picked up one of the canoe paddles. Then, with a nod of approval from Mark, Scott reached down and started liberally applying the Ben Gay ointment over the two bare teenage buttocks that were perked up and waiting. As he did so the boys jerked against their bonds. Next, Scott ran a big glob of sports cream right down the crack of Sean's ass, and then, lingering over his hole, he allowed his middle finger to slide inside and work the glob of sports cream around and into his anal opening. That sat the boy in agony, and he was thrusting like a madman, his entire ass already burning long before the inevitable paddling had even begun. After doing that, Scott turned his attention to the 16 year old, and made sure his ass did not go untouched. As David felt the Ben Gay enter his asshole he too screamed into his gag, and violently shook his legs and jerked against the ropes so hard he almost pulled a muscle. As Scott laughed at the boy's reaction, he stepped back, and Mark laid his paddle across David's ass, while Eric did the same with Sean. As the brothers laid waiting, still struggling like madmen, they realized that they were about to be paddled, and they could do nothing to stop it. They were screaming into their gags, begging for mercy, when Mark spoke once again.
"OK...when you guys blistered my ass with that _f_u_c_k_ing shoe the entire room was full of people watching. I didn't do anything to deserve that little stunt, NOTHING. You guys on the other hand, deserve every single one of THESEEEEEEE!"
As he said the last word, he brought the paddle back with both hands, as did Eric, and simultaneously they brought them forward and with a double CRACKKKK they smacked the paddles into the two naked asses spread wide over the canoe. With the impact, David and Sean's eyes' both went wide open, almost in shock and their hips jerked from the impact. _f_u_c_k_!!!! Nothing could hurt that bad! _d_a_m_n_! Oh _d_a_m_n_! Then, once again the paddles were whipping through the air, and again came the CRACKKKKKKK as the wood impacted the perched up asses of the two teens. As the paddles impacted their asses, the boys struggled with a renewed desperation, screaming into their gags and struggling like their very lives depended on it. Mark and Eric were really swinging them too, and with the long handles of the paddles they were whipping them through the air so fast they moved in a blur. In fact, each time the paddle blade smacked down, it was moving so fast that the eye couldn't follow it. But oh when that blade hit----the CRACKKKKs were loud and reverberating, and the sound waves generated literally bounced all the way across the lake and then came back as an echo. As the canoe paddles began to fall again and again and again, the boys jerked and spasmed wildly, desperate to alleviate the pain as the wood pulverized their rears. And relentlessly, the burn in their dicks continued, heating their _c_o_c_k_s and making their balls feel like they were baking as they bounced on the Kevlar surface of the canoe. Their assholes were on fire as well, and there was no relief in sight! CRACKKKKK. "ARHGGGG." "UGGGGGG." "PLDGGGGGSE" the boys yelled desperately into their gags. NO! _f_u_c_k_! Oh no oh no oh no! Oh God it hurt, so bad so bad so bad! Sean was the first to break, his eyes suddenly flooding out in a downpour of tears, all control lost and the pain and humiliation just more than he could deal with. CRACKKKKK!!! CRACKKKKK!!!! CRACKKKKK!!! The paddles continued to rain down, and as the girls laughed the boys asses became redder and redder and redder. David's ass was a flaming red, scarlet almost, and his eyes flared emerald and wide. As he stared into his brother's bright blue eyes he saw that he was bawling like a ten year old. As he looked into those eyes, he too lost control of his emotions, and the flood of tears just poured forth from the 16 year almost as if a dam had broken. He too cried like a little boy, spent, humiliated, and embarrassed beyond belief, as the paddling continued unrelentlessly. CRACKKKK!!!! CRACKKKKK! The girls roared with laughter at their misery.
Suddenly, Mark leaned down and stopped. Resting the paddle gently on David's bright red ass, he said "OK you guys, you want this to end?"
Both boys shook their heads up and down up and down; oh YES YES YES did they ever!
Mark burst out laughing, and said "Welllll, OK then. I know you guys just lovvvveeeee this canoe, and you are always bragging about how great it is. Well, show us how much you love it then. Your paddling will end when you finish making love to it, and I swear I'll paddle your asses all night long unless you do. I'm not kidding. I promised the girls they would get to watch two guys actually _f_u_c_k_ a canoe today, so don't make me a liar! If I were you, I'd start _f_u_c_k_ing it right NOW!!!!!"
David and Sean eyes were wide open as the words sank in. Then, they went ballistic, and they grunted their protests into their gags and struggled desperately to get loose and get away. Then, without any more hesitation, Eric and Mark started again with the paddles, raining the laminated wood into the teenage rears still perked up and waiting, again and again and again. CRACKKKKK! CRACKKKK!! CRACKKKKKK!!! God, the paddles were smashing into the boys cherry red asses, and once again the fires were spreading hot and fast and to Sean and David it felt like the skin was coming off. OH GOD! Another CRACKKKKK! And then another!!!!! The two seniors were giving the swings all they had now, and the result was the brothers asses were turning redder and redder, slowly changing to a deeper shade that started to borderline as purple. The two brothers were bawling continuously like little boys, and there was no mercy from anyone watching. Instead, there were lots of smiles and lots of laughter as their asses turned brighter and brighter. CRACKKKKKK! Sean was the first one to realize what he had to do, and with tremendous reluctance he made the most embarrassing decision of his life. Then, once he had decided he had no choice, even knowing he was being watched and photographed, he began to literally _f_u_c_k_ the canoe he was straddling....driving his pelvic region forward in desperation to produce enough friction to somehow someway ejaculate. He was like a madman, _f_u_c_k_ing the canoe, and as he drove his hips forward and his ass bobbed into the early evening sky, Eric kept swinging the paddle and trying to time his CRACKKKKs so that the paddle met ass with each rise and thrust the teenager made. Likewise, David too gave in, knowing he really had no choice. But God, to be forced to hump a canoe! Suddenly, as the girls watching gasped with laughter, he too began to push and grind his hips into the canoe, desperate now to somehow stop the paddling that would otherwise never end. As Mark and Leif and Scott and Eric and the three girls looked on, the two boys' asses were moving in unison, the two teenagers working their latex covered dicks back and forth over the Kevlar surface of the canoe as if the canoe was the hottest girlfriend they had ever seen. All the while the teenagers observing them were laughing hysterically, and encouraging them onward with catcalls and phrases: "YEAH, _f_u_c_k_ THAT CANOE!" "MAN, WATCH THOSE HOT BALLS SWING!"....."THAT'S IT, YOU LOVE THAT CANOE....GO FOR IT." Even as the paddles were still smacking into them, and in spite of the humiliation of the conversation around them, slowly the feeling began to build within their balls. As the feeling was moving upward, toward that critical point, their thrusting now out-of-control, the two brothers were literally soaked with sweat and driving themselves into the overturned canoe as fast and hard as they could. It was then, as the boys were reaching the peak of their thrusting, that Mark stopped the paddling, and nodded to the girls standing by with the Ben Gay. Suddenly, just as the paddling stopped, Sean felt Lisa's hand gently reach up between his legs and cup his ball sack, her hand filled with more hot goo from the Ben Gay tube. At the same time, Jan was cupping David's balls, her hand likewise filled with a huge blob of the sports cream, which she began to work into the boy's ball sack even as the teenager continued his wild thrusting. Both brothers were _f_u_c_k_ing the canoe now like there was no tomorrow, their naked asses humping up and down and up and down. Their armpits were wet with sweat, and their backs both glistened with perspiration. Suddenly, Sean grunted into his gag, and with his blue eyes flared open, he began to shoot his cream from deep within his burning balls as the girl cradled them in her hand. The boy's semen shot out with a violence, through the hole cut in the end of the condom, the long strings of white goo literally shooting out under his belly, and running down the side of the green canoe and dripping toward the gunnels below. Lisa felt the young teenager's balls convulsing, and as they did so she grinned. Almost at the same time, with the heat from his balls also burning like a fire, David began to shoot as well, and with each convulsion in his ass his balls squirted again and again and again---the intensity of the ejaculation so great that his entire body was shuddering. Likewise, Jan grinned as she felt the 16 year olds ball sack contracting, and as she stared she saw his asshole puckering open and closed, literally sucking a mixture of air and Ben Gay with each spasm of his _s_e_x_. All the while, as the two teenagers pumped themselves dry, squirting their man juices across and onto the bottom of their green canoe, the camera was being used to take pictures as fast as the shutter could be snapped. The brothers were aware of the camera, they knew it was being used, and yet they were powerless to stop it and all they could do was close their eyes and grunt from the combined pleasure of the feeling and the shame of what they were doing.
Finally, it was over. The boys lay exhausted, their faces bright red with the humiliation of what they had done, almost matching their cherry red asses, their _c_o_c_k_s and balls still roasting as they cooked in their latex ovens. Their assholes burned as if they too were on fire. Their huge loads of white goo were dripping down the sides of the canoe, and their feet were still lashed to the stakes holding them wide apart. The other teenagers were laughing hysterically at the scene before them....and the laughter added immeasurably to the embarrassment that the two brothers felt. Mark reached over and removed the _c_o_c_k_ gags from the two brothers, and dropped them back into his little bag. He then reached down with his pocket knife, and cut the rope that was holding their wrists. First, he cut Sean's hands free, and then, his older brother David. Both boys didn't move, their hands falling down sideways along the edge of the canoe, as the boys collapsed on their chests which were wet with the slime that had come from deep within their balls. As they lay resting on the canoe, humiliated beyond measure, they were exhausted from their desperation canoe-_f_u_c_k_, and were panting from the exertion of what they had been forced to do. As they lay there in shame, their asses were literally glowing red, almost as if a flame had burned the skin right off.
Mark then said "Hell of a show guys......and a really nice _f_u_c_k_ too! One warning---you guys say one word, just one, and I swear to God I'll post this entire set of pictures on the web----and I mean it. And I guarantee your pictures will be all over the school. So, if you don't want to be famous I'd suggest you don't even think of opening your mouths."
Then, the group of four seniors and their three girlfriends left the embankment above the swimming hole, moving back down the trail toward their stored raft on the far side of the island. For a long time after they left, you could hear their laughter echoing across the lake. Finally, the small outboard engine from their raft could be heard, and the stillness of the coming night finally swallowed up the sound of the little engine and the laughter of the teens using it. Eventually, you couldn't make it out anymore, and the peace and quiet and solitude of Summit Lake slowly returned. David and Sean lay a long time on the canoe, the tears still streaking their faces as they struggled to catch their breath as the feeling of total shame just overwhelmed them. Finally, they worked themselves loose, and, after removing the rope from their ankles they crept their way down slowly to the lake shore and began desperately to wash themselves, pulling off the latex wrappings covering their bright red _c_o_c_k_s, and struggling to remove the sports cream from their genitals and raw asses. The water felt cool and helped, but the Ben Gay continued to feel hot, almost matching the burn feeling radiating from their well paddled rears. They would feel the burn all night, and still be burning well past morning. They didn't say much; couldn't say much, the shame of their humiliation now a part of them, their hairless crotches a stark reminder of it all. And, as they wandered back toward their waiting tent and the comfort of their sleeping bags, they had been changed, and the two brothers that were know as the "brat brothers" had gained a new humility and a new understanding that would serve them well into the future.
[Any comments will be most appreciated—Nathan]