Danny tossed and turned. He could not sleep well. He knew

the cameras were

on him. Mark and Clint had left the boy exhausted just a

few hours ago. They

had set up tiny cameras on the ceiling of his bedroom and

bathroom. Danny

had tried to get rid of them by telling them that his mom

was coming home

soon, but they seemed to know her schedule and whereabouts.

Now in his bed, wearing a pair of skimpy white underpants

and nothing

else, the fifteen year old boy wanted to run down the hall

to his mother's

room and tell here everything that had happened. He wanted

to share his

humiliation and fear with her, to cry on her shoulder and

be held by her.

But he knew it would do no good. She was in her own world.

She drank a lot

now and was always at work, or trying to find a new

boyfriend so she could

forget Danny's father.

After installing the cameras, Mark had laid down the

rules.

"When you are in your room, you will be naked at all

times except for the

underwear that we have instructed you to wear. We will

leave you with

various modeling outfits and instructions each day. When

you sleep, you will

not cover yourself with a blanket or sheet. You will get

used to this. When

you need to take a shit or a piss or to shower, you will

remove your

underwear before going into the bathroom and hang it on the

door knob. You

will then enter the bathroom totally naked and do whatever

job you need to

do. That includes things like brushing your teeth or

gargling. You will be

totally naked in the bathroom at all times. In the bedroom

you may wear the

shorts. You eat, do homework, read .whatever in your

bedroom from now on."

Danny couldn't believe these perverts were going to have

cameras on him

while he used the toilet. He tried to fight back as best he

could at

fifteen. "I should call the police and report you!" He

said, tears in his

beautiful young eyes.

Clint lashed out and slapped Danny hard on the face. So

hard, he left the

imprint of his hand on the kid's cheek. Danny's head spun.

"You fucking Twat! You forget, we are the police! You

go ahead and turn

us in, and we will tell them you are lying because we were

about to arrest

you for hustling, obscene behavior, molesting little kids,

and masturbating

at a health club. I am sure we could get lots of eye

witnesses! You'd be

slapped in a reform school in no time. Is that what you

want?"

Danny shook his head and huge tears rolled down his soft

young cheeks and

dripped from his chin.

"Then, you'd better get with the fucking program and not

cause us any

more trouble!" Now tomorrow morning, we'll pick you up at

nine o'clock.

You wear what is in this bag and nothing else. You

understand? Tonight you

wear these nice tight whities to bed. You are doing an okay

job so far, but

we need to see a bit more enthusiasm from you!"

Mark nudged his buddy. "We got to get going, we got

another boy to work

with tonight. Maybe you'll meet him some day soon for a

little double

modeling routine." Both guys laughed. "What say you give

your new buddies

a kiss goodnight?"

Danny's mouth hung open. "A kiss?"

"Yeah," Mark smiled, showing his even white teeth.

He was very

handsome. Yeah, a nice friendly kiss, just to show that you

respect us!"

Danny had never kissed a guy. That was so queer. He hated

the idea. But

what could he do. He was standing in his own bedroom

totally naked since

they had not allowed him to dress again. His big boy dick

was hanging

flaccid over his full young balls. He kind of bounced from

naked foot to

naked foot in his nervousness and his balls jiggled and

danced.

"So come on, give us a kiss and we can get out of here for

tonight."

Danny wanted them to leave. He wanted them to leave more

than he had ever

wanted anything in his whole entire life. He padded on bare

feet over to the

guys and puckered his cute young lips. He leaned up to kiss

Mark on the

cheek. Mark slapped him away!

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Shit, you really are a

little perverted

slut, aren't you?" He pushed Danny back.

"But you said.you wanted me to kiss you goodnight!"

The poor boy was

totally confused.

Mark hauled down his gym shorts and jock strap. His

long fat uncut

fuckmeat flopped over the waistband.

"Yeah, kiss our dick's goodnight!"

Clint also tugged down his shorts and jock and revealed

a darker, more

wrinkled prick with a longer foreskin that puckered at the

tip and huge

hairy balls.

"It's your choice, Kid. Either you kiss our dicks

goodnight and we go, or

we stay and play some more games. We got all kinds of games

in mind. Like

how about we take some nice modeling photos of you wearing

some of your

mom's bras and panties?

Danny felt his stomach do a flip and it almost heaved

right up out of his

mouth. "Oh God, no.I .oh Jeez!"

"Come on , kid, just a nice kiss good buy, right on our

dicks."

Danny fell to his knees. The two fat cocks hung before

him. They started

to move a bit and grow thicker and longer. They guys were

so turned on by

the terrified kid, they couldn't control their lust. Have

you ever had a

fifteen year old kid kiss your dick? It is a wonderful

feeling. The lips of

a boy that age are very soft and pliant.

Danny could smell the fuckmeat. The cocks smelled sweaty

and raunchy from

the gym. The jockstraps were old and unwashed and stank of

urine and cum and

sweat.

"Prove to us what a good little model you are going to be

for us for the

next two months, Danny. Then we can all get along just

fine."

Mark put one large hand under his huge nutsack and kind

of lifted it

toward Danny's mouth.

"Kiss my balls goodnight too." The room spun as the

young boy leaned in

and planted his lips first on the cock stalk of the

muscular stud, and then

on the full low hanging nuts in their sack of soft skin."

"That a boy. I really like you Danny. That wasn't so hard

now was it?"

Danny shook his head as if in a trance. The smell of the

prick and balls

was making him dizzy. He turned on his knees to face Clint,

who also held up

his fat cock and nuts.

"Show your respect, Danny. Respect is the key to us

getting along." Both

Mark and Clint wanted to just grab the kid and brutally

fuck his face. They

had to use all of their will power not to do it. But they

knew that going

slowly and tormenting the youth one step at a time would

pay off in the

future.

"Just make believe you are kissing one of those cute

girls from your

school goodnight!" Clint said, shaking his half hard dick

in Danny's face.

The poor boy had never been so close to male dick! Not that

there is any

other kind. Still, he had never been so close to the dicks

of others. At

school once, when he was seated on a bench in the locker

room, another boy

who was standing had turned toward him after stepping out

of his wet dirty

jock strap, and the boy's teenage prick had almost slapped

Danny in the

face. Danny had screamed bloody murder and the kid has

apologized profusely.

Now Danny was kissing penises. Kissing cocks! He wanted it

over with. He

leaned in and kissed the wrinkled prick flesh. He felt it

jolt and move and

the foreskin pulled back a bit. The smell grew greater.

Danny wanted to

puke. He leaned away from the dick.

"Don't forget to kiss my balls too." Clint said.

Clint's balls were much

hairier than Marks. They were somehow more obscene. Danny

gave a little sigh

which seemed to come from his very soul and leaned in and

kissed the dude's

right nut.

"I've got two of them. How about a kiss on the other one."

Danny was shaking terribly. He moaned and quickly kissed

the other

stinking nut.

"Danny you only kissed one of my balls and you kissed

both of Clint's."

Danny crawled back to Mark and lifted his sweet innocent

face and kissed

Mark quickly on the scrotum.

"NO, dummy, you already kissed that one. Kiss the other

one!"

Those of you who have forced a young boy to kiss or lick

your nuts will

know that there is no thrill quite like it. It gives you

such power. That's

why at so many private British Boys Schools the older boys

who have the

younger boys serve them in a tradition known as "Fagging"

will indulge in

ball licking. The senior boys will often sit naked or at

least without

pants and underpants while they do their homework and have

the underclassmen

kneel and lick their nuts for hours at a time. Of course in

that case it

often leads to face fucking. A study has shown that most

British schoolboys

have sucked some cock in their time. It's not considered

gay, just healthy

boy fun.

Danny leaned in, held his breath, and put his sweet

teenage boy lips onto

the wrinkled scrotal flesh of the fuckbag. Mark's huge dick

gave a lurch and

slapped the boy in the face. Both older guys laughed. Danny

fell back on the

floor at Mark's feet. A slimy string of pre-cum hung from

the tip of Mark's

dick and broke loose to fall onto Danny's face. The boy

totally freaked out.

He didn't know what to do as the string of fuckslime lay

across his nose and

mouth. He turned to the bed and wiped his face on the

bedspread. Mark and

Clint almost busted a gut laughing.

Now Danny lay in bed tossing and turning. It was

horrible. The tiny green

light on the cameras blinked. Danny couldn't believe that

perverted men all

over the world might be watching him sleep. The white

underpants he was

forced to wear were very tight and his teenage cock and

balls pushed out at

the front and his ass was tightly encased in the rear. He

really looked

quite beautiful with his blond hair and slender pale boyish

body. Danny

realized he needed to piss badly. He wanted to go to the

other bathroom

downstairs, but knew that would really make Mark and Clint

angry. So he got

out of bed, his nuts and dick adjusting themselves in the

pouch of the

briefs. He padded on bare feet to the bathroom. He saw the

green flicker of

the camera light there, pointing right at the toilet. Jesus

God in Heaven,

how could they be so perverted? He almost stepped into the

bathroom, when he

remembered that he was to remove his shorts first and enter

the bathroom

bare assed naked. He wouldn't do it. He wouldn't be so

degraded! But then he

could be put in jail. His life could be ruined. What could

he do. Maybe he

would not piss until morning and then .then what? If he

didn't go, Mark

and Clint would know when they picked him up. Danny's

teenage pecker tingled

with the need to piss. He stood there suffering. Then he

peeled down the

white briefs and stepped naked into the bathroom. He didn't

want to turn on

the light, but he didn't want to make them angry with him

either.So he hit

the light switch. He stood in front of the toilet. Trying

to hide his dick

with his hands, knowing the camera was seeing everything.

Then he saw the

envelope with his name on it. Mark must have put it there

when they

installed the cameras.

He reached for it with one trembling hand while he

covered his dick and

balls with the other.

"Hey Twat. How you doing. Hope you are following all of

our rules." The

letter read. "Here are just a couple of rules for when you

go to the

toilet. First of all make sure before you shower in the

morning that you

piss and shit! When you piss only, stand well back from

the toilet and do

not, I repeat, do not touch your dick in any way. Turn

your body slightly

so the camera can see your dick pissing." Danny almost

fainted from

humiliation. Why would any grown man want to watch a

fifteen year old boy

take a piss? How sick is that? Danny looked up at the

camera and blinked his

beautiful eyes. Then he read the rest of the note.

"When you take a shit. Sit with your legs spread as wide

as you can. As

each turd comes out of your ass, lift your face to the

camera and say,

"Shitting Now!" Say that with each and every turd. When

you wipe your ass

clean, after you wipe your ass with the toilet paper, hold

the toilet paper

up toward the camera before you deposit it in the toilet.

There will be

further rules in days to come. Your friend, Mark."

Danny wanted to die. These fucking sick perverts

actually wanted to

watch him wiping his ass after he took a shit! WHY? WHY?

WHY? Why would

anyone in their right mind want to watch a teenage boy wipe

his ass?

Danny stood there pissing with the camera watching. He

didn't touch his

dick. The fat cockhead pulsed and the piss lips opened and

a nice strong

spray of yellow pee shot out of the dick. Danny felt really

odd not holding

his dickmeat when he pissed. It moved all by itself. He

knew he was being

watched. His young ass cheek muscles clenched and

tightened. When would this

horror end. School was starting in about a month. Danny

hope those guys

didn't really mean two months of such agony. Maybe if he

did a good job,

they would let him off early. Danny saw the stream stop

and a few drops of

pee hanging from his cockhead. He wasn't supposed to touch

or hold it, the

note said. So he shook his young hips and his boy dick

danced and the pee

drops were flung off.

Eventually morning came. Danny Now had to face pissing

and shitting. He

somehow got through it. He almost puked when he had to hold

the shitty

toilet paper up so the camera could see it. He took a very

long shower as if

that would cleanse him of what he had been forced to do.

He Then went to the bag Mark and Clint had left for

him. He glanced up

at the camera, wondering if they were watching. There was

a letter in the

bag. It read: "Good morning Danny. Hope you slept and

pissed and shit

well. Now you may go downstairs and have some breakfast.

But go down totally

naked! The camera can see you at the door of your room.

Leave your underwear

there. We know your Mom is already gone to work. So go have

a nice naked

breakfast. And take these three blue pills with your food."

They were

viagra of course. Three of them could be dangerous, of

course Danny didn't

know that. They can affect vision, heart rate, blood

circulation and give

one a positively painful erection.

Danny had a naked breakfast. It felt kind of neat

actually in a very

naughty way to be naked downstairs in his home. It felt

dirty and sexual.

He didn't know why. About twenty minutes into breakfast,

the viagra went to

work. That's was why the guys had wanted him bare assed,

so he felt

somewhat sexed up. Otherwise viagra can't do its job.

Danny felt his dick

getting hard. That was nothing new. He got hard ons ten to

fifteen times a

day, like most boys his age. But this erection was

different. His whole

prick ached and tingled and itched. His falls felt funny

and the sensation

from his dick went up into his groin. His nipples also

started to tingle.

Should he jerk off? On most mornings, Danny started his

day my

masturbating. He loved to whack his big pecker in bed. But

with the cameras,

he had refrained. But now his itching, tingling dick almost

demanded a good

jerking. Danny ran upstairs to his room, his prick

bouncing. Maybe he

could go into his Mom's room or into the other bathroom to

spank the monkey

and Mark and Clint would never know. Still, he'd better

check the rest of

the stuff in the bag they had left for him first.

"DO NOT JACK OFF!" the note read as if it could read his

mind. Danny

stood there, hard dick bouncing and slapping his tummy. He

knew the cameras

could see his erection. "DON'T YOU DARE JACK OFF, OR WE

WILL ARREST YOU AND

TURN IN YOUR CONFESSION AND THE PHOTOS WE TOOK OF YOU DOING

PERVERTED

THINGS. YOU ARE NEVER TO JERK YOUR DICK WITHOUT OUR

PERMISSION." DANNY'S BIG

BALLS WERE STARTING TO ACHE WITH THE NEED TO UNLOAD. "NOW

PUT ON THE SWIM

SUIT YOU FIND IN THE BAG. AND GO OUTSIDE AND STAND ON YOUR

FRONT PORCH AND

WAIT FOR US TO PICK YOU UP. WEAR ONLY THE SWIM SUIT,

NOTHING ELSE!"

DANNY REACHED INTO THE BAG. WHAT HE PULLED OUT WAS THE

MOST OBSCENE PIECE

OF CLOTHING HE HAD EVER SEEN.IT WAS BRIGHT PINK. IT WASN'T

EVEN A THONG. IT

WAS MORE OF A SHEATH FOR HIS ERECT DICK! HIS DICK AND

BALLS SLID INTO THE

POUCH, BUT THE TIGHTNESS OF THE POUCH ITSELF KEPT HIS COCK

FROM GOING DOWN.

HIS TEEN PRICK PULSED AND THROBBED MORE THAN EVER. THE COCK

SHAPE AND ERECT

STATUS NOT ONLY COULD BE CLEARLY SEEN.IT FORMED THE VERY

SHAPE OF THE

SWIMSUIT. HOW IN GOD'S NAME COULD HE GO OUT LIKE THIS, WITH

HIS BOY HARD ON

CLEARLY VISABLE? HOW COULD HE LEAVE HIS HOUSE WEARING THIS

AND ONLY THIS?

WHERE WERE THEY TAKING HIM, AND WHAT WOULD HAPPEDN TO HIM

THERE? DANNY

WALKED DOWN THE STAIRS TOWARD THE FRONT DOOR LIKE A ZOMBIE.

HE WAS TOTALLY

NAKED EXCEPT FOR THE TINY PRICK POUCH WHICH HIGHLIGHTED HIS

ERECTION BY

HAVING HIS HARD DICK IN A TUBE OF MATERIAL. HIS BARRE ASS

JIGGLED AS HE

WALKED. HE WAS ONLY FIFTEEN YEARS OLD! God help him!