PART 10 - A LAZY SUMMER'S AFTERNOON
Harry and Nate came up to within fifty feet of us when they suddenly noticed that I wasn’t alone. Harry suddenly stopped.
“Hey, Tom,” Harry called out to me when he saw Cyrus and Noah still sitting on me. “Is everything okay over there?”
But Nate just kept coming. “He’s got two other kids sitting on him. Of course he’s all right!” he observed dryly to Harry as he rode up to within six feet of us and kicked his bike stand down before dismounting. Then he greeted Cyrus and Noah as they stood up and the two pairs of boys introduced themselves.
“Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?” Nate asked Cyrus as they shook hands.
“Yeah, you and your friends tied me to a tree once,” Cyrus pointed out; but he was grinning when he said it. Nate had the grace to look abashed and started to apologize, but Cyrus stopped him with a laugh. “No problem. It was kind of fun, actually… except for the mosquitoes.”
I knew I'd heard Cyrus's name somewhere before; Nate had told me of this same incident two days before. But I hadn't made the connection until now.
“Well, any friend of Tom’s is a friend of ours,” Harry said as he and Noah shook hands. “As I’m sure Tim already said; feel free to come over to sit on him any time you want to.”
“Just one thing,” added Nate hastily; “please don’t tell anyone else about this. Not that we mind sharing Tom with other kids… especially when we’re not around ourselves… but we don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea and try to rescue him against his will.”
“Yeah, he already made it clear to us he likes it right where he is,” Noah replied. “No problem. After all, we don’t want too much competition ourselves.”
“Or too many witnesses either!” added Cyrus with a wry smile.
“Still, couldn’t you stay with us a little while longer?” Nate asked as he removed a rather sizable backpack he’d been carrying. “I’m sure Tom would really enjoy having all four of us sitting on top of him at the same time. Especially while I feed him.”
“What did you bring?” Cyrus asked; apparently hoping to share in the bounty.
“Donuts for a start,” Nate replied as he opened his backpack. “I brought some yesterday too, but just enough for Tom because I hadn’t figured he’d ask to be kept tied up a second night. So this time I brought enough for Tom, Harry and myself for the whole day. I reckon there’s enough left over to share if you’d like.”
Both Noah and Cyrus were somewhat hungry and thirsty by this time, so they agreed to stay with us a while longer. Before long, all four boys were sitting on top of me, with Nate straddling my chest feeding me more donuts and juice drinks. Having had nothing to eat or drink yesterday but what Nate had given me the previous morning, I was a bit of a glutton myself. But Nate urged me to eat and drink my fill, saying I was going to need the energy.
“How much energy am I going to need lying on the ground while you guys sit on me?” I asked wryly as Nate fed me another donut.
“We’ve got a few surprises in store for you today,” Nate told me with a mysterious and rather mischievous grin. “For one thing, you’re going to be moving around a lot today.”
“I am?” I asked; pausing in my chewing. “Why?”
“You’ll find out later,” Nate told me with a smirk. “For now, eat up!” And he shoved another donut hole up to my waiting mouth.
“Darn it Cy,” came Noah’s voice from where he sat on my thighs. “Sounds like we’re gonna miss out on a lot of fun!”
Cyrus made an incoherent noise of agreement as he sat in my belly; apparently too busy stuffing his face with more donuts for a more eloquent reply.
“So why don’t you two stay?” asked Harry as he straddled my shins. “It’s still only nine in the morning. We’ve got the whole day in front of us!”
“Aw, my dad wants to take us both hiking in the mountains this afternoon!” Noah explained. “We were looking forward to it too… that is, until we met Tom. Now I’d rather stay her with you guys! But I don’t want to say ‘No’ to my dad now; he’d want to know why! And what could we tell him? That we want to sit on some kid we met handcuffed to a tree in the woods? That’d go over really smooth I’m sure; even if you didn’t mind us telling anybody!”
“It’s a shame you can’t stay to have more fun with us today, but maybe tomorrow we can all have some fun together the whole afternoon,” Nate suggested.
“You can count on it!” Noah said cheerfully.
Noah and Cyrus soon had to go home, and they exchanged goodbyes with the three of us as they left. “Enjoy your hike!” I called to them as they walked away out of sight.
“Cy and Noah aren’t the only ones going on a hike today!” Nate told me cheerfully as, still straddling my chest, he pull his shirt off. “We’re going on one too.”
I’d forgotten what Nate had told be before, so I started whining. “Awww… you’re going to leave me here all alone just to go hiking?” I wailed; sounding like a spoiled little child even to myself.
“Who says we’re leaving you here?” retorted Harry, who was removing his own shirt. “You’re going with us!”
“I am?” I asked with more enthusiasm but still not too greatly excited about the matter.
“Yeah, and most of the time while you’re walking you’re going to be carrying one of us on your shoulders!” Nate informed me as he retrieved the hand to my handcuffs and ankle-cuffs from my backpack.
“Yeah, and while you carry one of us the other one is going to lead you around on a leash like a pet dog!” Harry now asserted as he now removed a dog’s collar and a leash from his own backpack to emphasize the point.
“Oh! Okay!” I replied with vastly more enthusiasm than before as Nate freed my feet from one tree and then re-hobbled me. “That DOES sound like it’ll be fun! And I must admit that it would feel pretty good to stretch my legs a bit after being bound to these trees for so long, too.”
“You must need to take a piss really bad by now, too.” Nate commented as he freed my hands from the tree, helped me to stand up, and then cuffed my hands back behind me.
“Now that you mention it, I do,” I replied as Harry was putting the collar on me.
“Just don’t do it while I’m standing in front of you like this,” Harry warned me as he snapped the leash on my collar and gave it a slight experimental tug; “Or I’ll beat you to a pulp!”
I merely grinned wickedly.
“You’d better change your threat into something Tom *wouldn’t* like, Harry!” Nate reminded him as he stood safely behind me.
“You’re right Nate,” Harry retorted hastily, as if he thought I’d really do such a thing. “Okay Tom… you hold it in until we tell you otherwise or we’ll never sit on you again!”
“Yipes!” I exclaimed. “Anything but that!”
I doubted he was serious about his threat to hit me or to stop siting on me, and I’m sure they knew I was house-broken by then, but it was fun to exchange comments as if I was truly their prisoner rather than just play-acting anyway.
“You ready to take me for a pony ride now?” Nate asked from behind me.
I turned around to look at him with a ready answer on my lips and stopped. While I was facing away from him, Nate had stripped off all of his clothes and he now stood before me bare-naked.
“Heck, yeah Lady Godiva!” I replied eagerly. “I’m more than ready!’
“That’s Lord Godiva to you, my faithful steed!” Nate told me with a straight face.
“Yes, Lord Godiva!” I answered back with an equally straight face. Then the both of us broke out in laughter. At the same time, Harry removed his pants as well, back remained in boxer shorts rather than go the Full Monty like Nate did. He also kept his socks and sneakers on as well, since he didn’t want to go on a long hike barefoot like I was. Nate was barefoot now too, but presumably he wouldn’t be doing much walking on his own.
“Fine then,” Harry added as he tapped me on the shoulder with a switch he’d just made on the spot. “Then kneel down so that Nate can climb up on your shoulders. You expect him to climb up on you like a monkey?”
I wouldn’t have minded that, and I’m sure Nate was quite capable of it. But Harry’s unspoken point was that Nate shouldn’t have to do the work of climbing on my shoulders; I was the steed and I was supposed to accommodate my rider as much as possible. I certainly didn’t mind this either, and so I got down on my knees as readily as I could – cuffed and hobbled as I was.
“Whew! Getting down on my knees wasn’t very easy while I’m all chained up like this,” I said out loud; more to make conversation than because I had any non-existent complaints about it. I definitely was in no mood to complain as Nate climbed up onto my shoulders and proceeded to wrap his long, slender, naked legs around me.
“Getting up again will be even harder; especially with me on your shoulders,” Nate pointed out as he wrapped his arms around my neck and shoulders to steady himself.
“But I’ll help you if you have too much trouble getting up,” Harry offered as he tapped my buttocks with his makeshift switch again. It was obvious that his help wasn’t referring to an offer of giving me to bracing hand to help me stand up.
“If your ‘help’ involves whipping me into shape, that’s only likely to make me pretend to have even more trouble standing up than I’m really having, you know!” I pointed out with a grin.
“No, this whip is your reward,” Harry clarified. “You get it only if you get up on your own!”
“Oh! Well, in that case…” I replied cheerfully, and then with a surge of effort managed to get myself onto my feet unassisted. Not easy when you’re hobbled as well as having your hands cuffed behind you, while a 14-year-old boy is riding on your shoulders. But I managed it, although the feel of Nate’s uncovered boyhood pressing tightly right on the back of my back almost caused me to lose my concentration and fall like a ton of bricks. I was determined not to let that happen; not because I minded having a naked Nate land on top of me but because I was afraid he might get hurt in the process.
Harry proceeded to whip my back and legs with his makeshift switch. He aimed for my buttocks too but my shorts gave me too much protection in that area. Then, deciding for himself to rectify this situation, Harry unfastened the snaps of my shorts and let them drop down to my ankles. This not only further exposed my bare buttocks for direct punishment but further hobbled me, as my ankle-cuffs prevented them from coming off me altogether. That fact that I was NOW naked and exposed didn’t bother me at all.
Harry whipped me with enthusiasm as I cried out. “OW! OH! OOW! YEOW!” I screeched. “Aaahhh!” I sighed. “That feels so good!”
“Well, twenty lashes are all you get for right now,” Harry told me as he put his arm down and carried his switch like a baton. “Maybe later on we can tie you facing a tree and I can beat you real good if you want… like that guy in Roots or something. Now let’s begin our walk.”
Harry led the way; keeping to a pace I could easily follow despite the triple restrictions of being hobbled, barefoot and carrying Nate’s weight. The hobbles were set for a reasonably long stride; I could walk normally but could not run even had I not been carrying anyone. Not that running away Nate and Harry was something I even remotely considered at any point. Being hobbled was simply part of the fun for all of us. In any case, they didn’t slow me down much, and in fact I was able to keep pace with Harry at a fairly good clip – if going somewhat more slowly than I would have if walking alone and unfettered.
“You make a fine horse, Tom!” Nate said to me as we walked along; his arms around the top of my head and his legs clamped firmly to the sides of my face. “We’ll have to make a point of riding you every day to make sure you get some regular exercise!” As he said this, he shifted his weight slightly, and his boyhood pressed against the back of my neck even harder than ever – which along with his suggestion made a certain part of ME even harder than ever too!
“Hold on, Nate!” Harry spoke us as he continued to lead me down a deserted forest trail on my leash. “You’re jumping the gun a little, aren’t you? We don’t know that Tom wants to stay tied up after today, now do we?”
Had Harry forgotten my assurances from yesterday?
Nate apparently hadn’t. He began playing with my hair and asked, “Aw, you want us to keep you tied up, don’t you Tom?”
“Sure I do!” I assured him; “for just as long as you guys are willing to keep coming back here to spend time with me.”
“Well, I’m perfectly happy to keep doing this all summer if you want us to,” Harry assured me cheerfully as he gave my leash a tug to encourage me to walk even faster. “But are you sure no one is going to miss you or come looking for you?”
“We had this conversation already!” I reminded him. “I’m sure! You guys have me all to yourselves for as long as you’re willing to keep me!”
“There!” Nate told Harry smugly. “You see? He wants us to keep him like this! I just wish I could take him home with me so I could play with him all night too!”
“I don’t imagine your parents would be too keen on that ide!” I pointed out.
“Why do you think we don’t take you home with us?” Harry asked dryly. “Anyway, there’s a load more privacy way out here. No one out here to see us.”
At this point I decided I needed to pee. I didn’t ask to step aside out of sight of the others though. I simply found a convenient spot downhill and downwind of us, stopped, stood, aimed, and without a trace of self-consciousness let go. Nate (still riding my shoulders) and Harry (still holding the leash to my collar) watched me as if I were simply a dog doing his business. Once I was done, we proceed on our way.
“If you need to do number two though, let me know first so I can dismount,” Nate said to me.
“No worries. I’m good,” I assured him.
“You know, it’s a lot of fun having a kid who’s older and bigger than me for some kind of pet!” Nate told us. “Just the thought of it is making me horny!”
“I know!” I replied with a grin. “I can feel your boner rubbing against the back of my neck!”
“Looks to me like we’re all getting a hard on!” Harry observed dryly as he looked down his own front. I saw what he meant; the tent forming inside his boxers was quite noticeable!
By this time we had reached a secluded little glade a considerable distance from our original meeting place. It was a small field filled with grass and flowers and surrounded by trees on all sides. To one side you could see past the trees to a stretch of forest far below us; we’d been climbing higher and further than I’d realized despite my handicaps. It was just about the most peaceful and scenic spot one could ask for.
“This is a nice little spot!” Harry said; echoing my thoughts. “I vote we have some fun right here!”
“Okay,” Nate agreed. “Let’s take him to that maple tree just ahead of us.”
My wishes weren’t consulted of course; my agreement was simply assumed. Just as well.
Harry led me to face an maple tree about twenty feet tall, with a trunk over a foot in diameter and splitting into a series of widely flung branches just above my eye level. As soon as we got close, Nate grabbed a thick branch just above us, hauled himself up with his arms, swung away from me, and dropped to the ground in a series of quick, lithe movements – eliminating any need to make me kneel so he could dismount.
Harry handed him my handcuff keys, and Nate proceeded to unlock one of my wrists.
“Why are you undoing my cuffs, Nate?” I asked out of curiosity. “You guys can just lay me down on my back with my hands cuffed behind me when you sit on me…”
‘We’re not doing that yet, Tom,” Nate told me as he unfastened my cuffs and then climbed up into the maple tree with them in his hand. Meanwhile, Harry tugged on my leash and urged me to step forward toward the tree and underneath the large branch Nate was climbing into. Once I was within arm’s reach of the tree, Harry had me stop and causally tied the free end of the leash to the tree trunk to tether me to it.
“Lift your hands up to me, Tom” Nate told me from where he perched on the branch. The base of it was about waist high to me and further branched off at just above eye level right in front of me. I complied with Nate’s request. He moved my wrists to either side of the branch in front of me just above where it split so that my arms enfolded one of the sub branches. Nate immediately locked the handcuffs back around my wrists; trapping them in place so that I could not lower my arms. My feet were still firmly on the ground though, so I wasn’t at all uncomfortable.
“Well, this looks like a lot of fun already,” I commented cheerfully as Nate tightened the handcuffs on my wrists. “What’s the object of the game?”
“Harry and I are going to take turns beating you with switches,” Nate explained to me as he selected a makeshift switch of his own growing right where he was perched and tore it off. “The one who can make you beg for mercy first gets a blow job.”
“What’s the point of that?” I asked mildly as Nate hopped down from the tree to stand beside Harry. “I’ll gladly give you both blow jobs anyway!”
“Except that the prize here will be given by the loser, not by you,” harry further explained as he swung his own switch experimentally. “And the prize will be collected later tonight when Nate comes to my house for an overnight visit, rather than right now!”
I was disappointed; I wished *I* could visit these two at their homes. “Awww… don’t I get anything out of it?” I asked mournfully.” Besides the whipping, I mean.”
“Sure!” Nate told me with a mischievous grin. “The loser has to give you a blow job too!”
Oh! Well, that was cool! Now I was even more eager for the whipping to get started!
Nate and Harry took turns whipping me. As I was told the whipping would stop the moment I cried out, I did my best to stay silent for as long as possible so that the whipping could go on indefinitely… or at least until their arms got too tired, anyway. But the contest ended sooner than I expected when I yelled in sheet agony from one particular stroke after I don’t know how many others. I didn’t keep count but it must have been well over a hundred before I inadvertently declared a winner.
“I swear I didn’t fix the contest, Harry!” I said apologetically as the older teen knelt down in front of me, wrapped his arms around my legs in a hug, and proceeded to pay off his forfeit. “Nate caught me square in the balls from behind with that one! I had no choice but to beg for mercy!” I tried to use my arms to gesture, but they were still handcuffed in place so that I could not move them much or bring them down at all.
Nate was laughing unsympathetically at Harry’s plight. “Don’t feel sorry for him, Tom!” he told me as he watched Harry perform. “The stupid bet was all his idea anyway. He was just hoping to finally get his first cock-sucking from me, but his plan backfired! Serves him right, too! He shouldn’t’ have bet for something he couldn’t deal with doing himself.”
I looked down; Harry didn’t really seem to be all that reluctant about what he was doing as far as *I* could see… but I decided that it would be tactless to point this out and so I kept silent. He was doing a very good job of it too. Either Nate was not his only partner, they’d done it together more times than I’d thought, or Harry was simply a very fast learner. It wasn’t long before I was feeling a surge of more than just gratitude for the services being rendered.
Unfortunately my eye was quicker than Harry’s hands, and he wasn’t able to undock in time.
My apologies were as profuse as the mess that Harry proceeded to clean off of me and himself.
“Don’t worry Tom, I believe you,” Harry told me as we wiped me off with Mother Nature’s own towels; namely a large species of leaves that grew in the area. “But I’m still going to get you in the end!” Harry added with a smirk.
I soon discovered that Harry meant this quite literally as, with my body still tethered securely in place so that I could not move away from where I stood, Harry walked up behind me, pulled his boxer shorts down, and suddenly embraced me tightly from behind. His groin was suddenly firmly clamped onto my posterior. “Sorry,” he apologized in his turn, “but I didn’t bring the Vaseline!”
“Oohhh!” I began to moan; but not from any particular distress I was feeling about the situation.
“But you don’t care that I didn’t bring any Vaseline with me, do you?” Harry asked casually as sheathed his weapon inside the scabbard of my butt cheeks.
“Oooohhhh!” I moaned again even louder, but with no sign of negation or denial whatsoever.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought!” Harry added as thrust and stabbed his target over and over again.
All I could think of to say was, “Drill, baby, drill!”
At the same time, his hands weren’t idle. They were caressing my middle and groin area until; finally, they closed upon my own limp drill and started to massage it. Despite my recent climax, I began getting very hard again very rapidly.
Harry as thrusting harder and faster. “Drill it! Drill it!” I moaned like a woman.
And drill he did, until he got a gusher.
Two actually; I came again just as he did.
“Sorry,” I apologized yet again as Harry started to shake my spunk off of his hand.
“It’s okay,” Harry replied nonchalantly as he cleaned us off again with more of Mother’s nature’s leafy bounty. “It was worth it.”
Once he was done, Nate unlocked my handcuffs, relocked my wrists behind me, untethered my leash from the tree, and lay me on the ground. He then immediately straddled my chest and began to pleasure himself. “You don’t mind if I get *my* spunk all over *you*, do you?” he asked me casually.
“Not at all, Nate!” I replied cheerfully.” Go for it!”
And soon after that I was wearing a pearl jam necklace.
Once Nate was done decorating me, Harry (who was still naked himself) climbed aboard behind him and straddled my belly. With the two of them on top of me like that, I was feeling very mellow. And very sleepy too; the day was hot and sunny and I hadn’t gotten very much sleep the night before. I began to wonder if Nate and Harry had either, because they were both looking fairly sleepy themselves.
Nate stretched his lithe, naked body like a cat after he and Harry had been sitting on me a while. “It’s such a beautiful day, I feel like taking a nap!”
“Me too!” Harry agreed as he stood up. “So why don’t we? Tom’s in no hurry to go anywhere. Are you, Tom?”
Before I could answer, Nate suddenly stretched out and lay on top of my right side; hugging me with his arms and legs. Then Harry crouched down and lay on top of my other side, so that both boys were lying naked on top of me; embracing me and each other as well. They provided a warm, living blanket that, despite the heat of the afternoon, I wouldn’t have parted with then for a million dollars.
“You know, to be honest, I’d like a little nap myself!” I told them mildly.
Nate and Harry both smiled, closed their eyes, sighed contentedly, breathed softly, and just continued to lay there on top of me. Within moments, both were fast asleep on top of me. I, on the other hand, no longer felt all that sleepy. I just lay there and enjoyed the moment; for as many moments as I could make it last. To that end I remained motionless in order to not disturb their restful slumber.
I decided right then and there that life just didn’t get better than this!
TBC
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