The Goodwin Twins v. the Fielding Sisters

[Datom]

You might remember me from a story I posted on here a little while ago. My name is Dennis Goodwin, but everyone calls me Denny. I have a twin brother named Danny, so we are known around school as the Goodwin boys, Danny and Denny. We’re fourteen and in ninth grade at Maplewood School, and we have a reputation around there as being the bad boys of the school. We like to tease the pretty girls around school. Some girls accuse us of “molesting” them, but I think they really like it. And when we reach out in the hallway and quickly grab a girl’s breast, or rub her cute butt, or tickle her exposed belly button, . . .well, I mean, come on! It’s not hurting anyone. No sense in her getting upset about it. And, as I say, I think she likes it.

For sure, we’ve done some crazy things. Probably the most fun we had was about eight or nine months ago. Mom had to go out of town (our Dad doesn’t live with us), and she hired a babysitter, a cute girl about four years older than us. Her name was Wendy. Well, when Mom was out of sight, we had fun tying up Wendy to our bed, and stripping her, and taking nude pictures of her all spread out on the bed for us. We kept her overnight, then the next morning, we invited a few of our friends over, and we took turns fucking her. She acted all upset and mad, but we figured she really liked it. (If you want, you can judge for yourself--it's "Wendi Babysits the Twins, viewtopic.php?p=23872#p23872 )

Another time we got a friend of ours in trouble. We took him down to a sorority house down near the campus, and left him looking in the window. The sorority girls came out and caught him. They stripped him and tied him up to a big cross in the garage, and played with his naked body for about an hour. When he came back and yelled at us, we pretended to act all innocent. He hasn’t said much to us since.

Anyway, lately, we’ve been confining ourselves to tickling, rubbing, and fondling girls’ sensitive parts. They always yelp and get all squirrely, but we always figured they really liked the attention.

Until one day in school. We found a cute girl, a little thing named Ava sitting on a bench outside the office, in the hallway. No one else was around. So we sat down on either side of Ava, and started stroking her thighs (she was wearing tights) with our hands. I figured she liked it, but I guess later, when her boyfriend heard about it, he was pretty pissed off. He got several of his friends to grab us as we left school, then they and a bunch of their girl friends stripped us and dragged us out to the softball fields, where we were tied up, buck naked, and prodded and groped and tortured. You can read all the nasty details in "Comeuppance" (viewtopic.php?t=4976 That babysitter Wendy happened to be walking by and saw us. She somehow got ahold of a shock wand (go figure!), and started shocking me. One of the girls had stuck Alka-Seltzer in my belly button, and had dripped water on it, and instead of tickling, it burned. So when Wendy stuck that shock wand into my belly button and clicked the trigger, it really stung! Then she picked up my penis with her finger, and touched the end of the shock wand to my urethra, and clicked the trigger, over and over. The tip of my penis was burned and sore for a couple weeks after that! Whenever I went to the bathroom, Danny said he could hear me howling in pain. And I wasn’t in the mood for much self-service after that! I’d see a picture in a magazine of a hot girl dressed in some sexy outfit, and all I could thing about was how much it would hurt if I grabbed myself.

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About two weeks after the performance on the softball fields, things were finally starting to feel a little better down there. Right about then was when Danny approached me.

“Hey Denny! Ready for some hot girl action?”

“What? What’s up?” I was still being cautions.

“You know Jenny Fielding? The tall girl in eighth grade?”

“Yeah? What about her?”

“She invited us over to her Dad’s place. She wants to show us something in her Dad’s garage.”

“Yeah? What?”

“She didn’t tell me. But she said she wanted you to come too. She and her sister Kailee will be there.”

I was starting to remember these girls now. Jenny was tall, with long blonde hair, usually in a ponytail, with a nice figure. She had a sister Kailee, who was like a second edition of her, about a year younger. They were both on the track team. I used to see them leaving school together, talking away. I’d had several sticky fantasies about them both wearing tank tops and short gym shorts.

“Uh, yeah, sure. When?”

“This Wednesday after school.”

“Uh, okay.” Normally I’d be right on an opportunity like this, but I guess I was still reacting from that business at school.

Danny could sense my hesitation. “Aw, c’mon, Den! It’ll be fun! Two of us and two of them? It can’t miss! And,” he observed, “maybe it’s just what we need to get past that torture session on the baseball field.”

. . . . . . . .

So, the following Wednesday, at three fifteen, there we were, ready to meet Jenny and her sister Kailee at their Dad’s apartment.

It was a two-story building with an almost-flat roof. Half of it was an apartment, and the other half looked like a garage with a huge double door. We went to the apartment side and knocked. No answer.

“Maybe they forgot,” I said.

“I hope not.” Danny knocked again.

Suddenly the big garage door opened, and Jenny peered out. “Hi, Danny! Hi, Denny!" She beckoned with her hand. She was standing by the garage door, her hair done up in a ponytail., and was dressed in a pink tank top with a letter J embroidered on it. She was wearing short white shorts that showed off her long shapely bare legs, and flip-flops. I realized that she was actually about as tall as we were, and her lower arns and legs looked muscular, probably from all her atletic activity. She beckoned us with her hand.

“Hi, Denny! Hi, Danny! Come on in!”

We walked into the garage. It was big! It looked like there was room for two huge vehicles. The ceiling had various chains and hoses dangling down, with big metal tracks running back and forth across the width of it. At the moment, there were no vehicles in it. A door on the side obviously led to the living space.

“Our Dad works on cars and trucks,” Jenny explained, somewhat unnecessarily.

At that moment the side door opened and Jenny’s sister Kailee came out. Kailee looked a lot like Jenny, maybe an inch shorter. She was also wearing short white shorts, but her tank top was pale green, and had a letter K on it. She walked up to us, and took Danny’s arm with one hand. She put her other hand on his chest. “We’re glad you could come,” she said, in a soft musical voice.

“Uh, yeah,” Danny was caught off guard. “So are we.”

“Hey, Kails,” Jenny addressed her sister, “Should we show them around?”

“Hey, wait for me!” Another voice came from the side door.

Another girl came out. I’d heard that there was another sister in this bunch, and this was obviously her. She was just a bit shorter than Kailee, and probably about a year younger, judging from her build—she was just starting to mature. She was wearing white shorts, but had on a pale blue cami, cropped so that it ended about three inches above her bellybutton. There was a letter L embroidered on it. Her hair was also in a ponytail. She looked cute.

“Hi, I’m Lindsay.” She came up to me. “I’m glad you guys came.” She put her hand on my bare arm and started caressing it. “Jenny told me you guys were cute.”

“Uh, thanks,” I was caught off guard too.

Lindsay started pulling on my arm. “I wanna show you something real quick,” she said. “Come with me.” She tugged at my arm. I looked over at Danny and he was grinning.

“I’ll be right back,” I said to Danny.

“Take your time,” he chortled.

Lindsay led me out the side door and up a flight of steps. At the top there was another door. Lindsay took my hand and led me in. It looked like a bedroom. There was a double bed, a nightstand, and a chest of drawers.

“This is where I stay when we’re visiting my Dad,” she explained.

She sat down on the bed, still holding my hand. Then she grinned and pulled me down on the bed next to her. She started caressing my cheek with her other hand. “Jenny and Kailee said you were cute,” she whispered, “but they didn’t say you would be this cute!”

She gently kissed me on the side of my neck, several times. Her hand slipped down over my chest,

Suddenly she sat up.

“Denny?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you take off your shirt for me?”

I sat up. Obligingly I slipped my tee-shirt up over my head and tossed it on the floor.

Lindsay pushed me back down on the bed, on my back, and started touching my bare chest gently, first with the palm of her hand, then tracing her fingertip across my bare nipple. “I like this,” she whispered, touching my nipple and wiggling her finger just slightly. “I like making boys get their nipples all perky, just for me.” She leaned over and kissed my chest. I could feel her tongue licking my nipple.

Lindsay’s hand slid down across my belly and around my waist. Suddenly she rolled over on her back, pulling me along with her. Now I was laying on top of her. I slipped my hands down around her bare waist, and up under her top. As my fingers slid under the fabric, I could feel her little breasts, just starting to develop. She would be hot stuff in a couple years, I thought. As I cupped my hand around her young breast, I heard a small gasp come from her, then a quiet moan.


“Denny?” she whispered.

“Yes?”

“I should have told you this before . . .”

“What?”

“I’m only eleven,” she whispered, “so I can’t fuck you. I’m too young for fucking.” She paused. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh!” Geez, we’d gotten this far. And I was getting kind of hard down in my pants. Well, I thought, there were only two things to do. I could give up. Or I could keep making out with her and maybe change her mind.

“Uh, that’s okay,” I said. I petted her breast some more. “We can just do this.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“No,” I said. “This is nice.”

I slid my hands down her side, toward her hip, then across her belly.

Suddenly she pushed me aside, and sat up. “

“What’s wrong?” I asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

She looked at me abruptly. “No,” she said. She reached to the nightstand where her cellphone was, and started poking at it, then reading it.

“They need us downstairs,” she said, looking at me. “Right away.”

“Okay,” I said reluctantly, getting up and reaching for my shirt.

“Never mind your shirt,” she said. “Something happened down in the garage. We have to get right down there!”

I couldn’t imagine what the big emergency was, but I followed Lindsay, running shirtless down the steps behind her. When I reached the bottom, she stepped aside, and I opened the door to the garage.

“Go ahead,” she said, breathlessly.

I went into the garage.

The first thing I saw was Danny, suspended from the ceiling, his feet about a foot off the ground. He was shirtless, and had a strap around his chest, under his arms, which was connected to a chain running from up behind his neck to one of the ceiling tracks. He was kicking helplessly, and making grunting sounds, “Grrrrmph! Hrrrmph!”

Before I could say anything, I felt two pairs of hands grab my arms and pull them behind me. A third pair of hands slipped a binding--leather, maybe, or canvass, I couldn’t tell—around my wrists, tying my hands together behind my back.

“Hey! What’s going on?” I yelped.

I heard giggling behind me. I felt hands petting my back and my shoulders.

“We captured you,” Lindsay giggled, coming around in front of me. “Now we can have some fun with you.”

Kailee came around, followed by Jenny. Kailee reached out and tickled my bellybutton. “You’re a cutie!” she chortled.

“Hey! Let me go!” I yelped.

Jenny reached over to a shelf nearby and picked up a pink piece of cloth. She held it up in front of me.

“My panties,” she explained. “I had them on during track practice, so they’ll be nice and sweaty.”

Lindsay poked me. I yelped “Ah!” and immediately Jenny stuffed the panties into my mouth. They had an acrid, salty taste, and I thought I’d gag. Immediately, Kailee pushed a piece of transparent packing tape over my mouth so I couldn’t spit the panties out. I tried to yell in protest, but all I got was “Mmmmmph! Grmmmmph!” The girls al laughed at me.

“Now,” Jenny announced, “it’s time to get him hung up.”

I felt Lindsay’s hands pushing under my left arm, holding a canvas strap. Kailee, standing in front of me, pulled the strap under my armpit, and across my chest. Then she pushed it under my other underarm, and Lindsay retrieved it, and strapped me around my back. Then in the middle of my back, I felt a “snap,” and felt something cold and rough going up behind my head. It was a chain, and it had been attached to my strap.

“All set,” Kailee announced.

Jenny had gone over by the door, where there was a panel of wall switches. She pushed one up, and I could hear a motor somewhere in the roof start to hum. I could feel the chain get taut. It lifted me up off the ground, so that I was suspended about a foot above the floor, like Danny. Jenny flipped the switch, and the motor stopped.

Now Danny and I were both hanging from the ceiling, kicking helplessly.

Jenny grinned at us. “Well, I’m glad these two boys decided to hang around,” she chuckled. Lindsay and Kailee giggled at the pun.

“We don’t want to keep them in suspense, do we?” chortled Kailee. More giggling.

Jenny walked over to Danny. she grabbed his legs and held them. Meanwhile, Kailee reached up and unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. She pulled them down his legs. Jenny let go of Danny’s legs as Kailee pulled his jeans of his feet and down to the floor.

Kailee came over to me and grinned at me. “Your turn,” she announced, gripping my legs.

Lindsay came up to me and unbuttoned the snap on my jeans. I felt the waist loosen, and then heard the zipper unzip. Lindsay’s hands gripped the sides of my jeans and pulled them down off the bottom of my feet. She looked at my crotch and giggled, then touched me on the front of my underpants and wiggled her finger.

“Look at his cute little pickle!” she chortled. I lurched as I felt the pressure of her finger on my penis.

Meanwhile Kailee was reaching up on Danny’s body, sliding her hands up and down his thighs. She touched the bulge on the front of his underpants and wiggled her finger playfully.

“Okay, now, Sweetie,” she said, chuckling. “It’s time to show me what you got.”

Kailee’s fingers hooked onto the elastic on Danny’s underpants, and she pulled them slowly down.

“Ooooh!” Jenny exclaimed, as Danny’s penis came into view. “It’s adorable!”

“It’s so cute!” Jenny cooed. She pulled Danny’s underpants down and off his feet, then slipped her finger under his penis and tickled the underside. “Tickle-tickle!” she chortled. Danny squirmed. The girls all laughed.


Kailee reached over and grabbed the ends of two more chains dangling from the ceiling. Each had a strap on the end. She took one of the straps and fastened it around Danny’s left thigh, just above the knee. She attached the other strap around his other leg.

Jenny pushed up another switch, and the two chains started pulling Danny’s legs out from his body, and slightly up, forcing his legs apart.

They all came over to me.

“Your turn,” Jenny announced to me, simply. She poked her finger onto the lump in my underpants. “Time to show us your little bazooka.”

"Time for the unveiling," Kailee grinned.

Jenny leaned down and grabbed my legs, preventing me from kicking. Lindsay took both sides of the elastic of my underpants and pulled it down, giggling. As my penis came into view, she chortled. “It’s cute!”

"It's not as big as Nick's penis," Kailee observed.

"No, it's thinner, annd shorter than Nick's. But don't forget, Nick is almost grown up."

"True," Kailee observed. "This is just a little-boy penis." She touched the tip with her finger and wiggled it. "It is kind of cute."

I don’t know that I liked having my penis described as “cute.” In any event, Lindsay got my underpants down my legs and off my feet. Jenny and Kailee proceeded to strap me up, so that my legs were forced apart, giving the girls access to my naked genitals. Now I couldn’t even kick.

So there we were, the infamous Goodwin twins. Hanging up naked in this garage, like sides of beef hanging in a butcher shop.

The three of them stepped back and admired their handiwork.

“They’re so cute!”

“They look so helpless, all naked and hanging from the ceiling!”

“And they’re all ours! We can play with them and do whatever we want with them.”

“This is gonna be fun!”

Kailee came up to me and pulled up my penis with her fingers. With her other hand, she reached under and tickled my testicles.

“Cute little balls!” She tickled me, and I squirmed. They all laughed at me.

Lindsay was over in front of Danny. She was rubbing her fingers across the lower part of Danny’s bare belly.

“Look at the little hair stubbles!” she cooed.

“He has them too,” Kailee was now rubbing her fingertip around on my belly, right above my penis.

“Oh, I heard about that,” Jenny explained. “When they had these two out on the baseball field, they shaved them.

It was true. When we’d been tied up at the baseball diamond, a couple of the girls decided to shave our crotches. So all our hard-earned pubic hairs had been removed, right there with a bunch of girls watching and cheering. The stubbles were just now starting to grow back, and they itched!

“Looks like it’s time for another shave,” grinned Kailee.

She turned and picked up a backpack. Looking inside it, she produced a razor. She came over in front of me.

“Okay, let’s get him shaved nice and clean,” she chuckled. She picked up the end of my penis with the two fingers of her left hand, and held it. She licked the fingers on her right hand, and rubbed her saliva on my skin, above my penis. Then she picked up the razor, and drew it carefully across, scraping the pubic hair stubbles off my abdomen. She did this twice, then held it up for the other two girls to see.

“There!” she proclaimed cheerfully. “He’s as bald as a baby!” They all laughed.

“I want to do the other one!” Lindsay announced. Grabbing the razor from Kailee, she went over to where Danny was hanging. Stooping down in front of him, she held his penis, while she shaved his stubbles. The girls cheered, “Good job! Now they’re both bald in the crotch!” They all laughed.

Lindsay had come back over to where I was suspended. “I like this one best,” she giggled. She reached behind me, and put her hand on my back. She slid her hand up and down my bare back several times, then slapped me on my butt cheek, hard. I lurched.

“You like when I do that?” she chortled at me. She slapped me again. I squirmed again, and all the girls laughed at me. “You have a cute little ass!”

I felt Lindsay’s hand slide down the back of my leg, then up the inside of my thigh. Up and down, up and down her hand went, and as she did, my inner thigh was tingling. Her fingers came closer and closer to the back of my testicles.

Suddenly, she slid her hand up to my butt and grabbed my butt cheek, squeezing my flesh in her fingers. Her other hand landed on my stomach, rubbing my belly, hard. This was nothing like the way she’d fondled me upstairs. There was no affection in it. Instead, she rubbed and prodded and groped my naked body ferociously, like a feral animal playing with its food.

I looked over at Danny. Kailee was playing with Danny’s body. Kailee had one hand on Danny’s chest, squeezing his right nipple, and her other hand fondling Danny’s penis. Danny looked like he was starting to breathe hard. His face was starting to turn red.

A sudden slap on my butt cheek brought my attention back to Lindsay. She was giggling, as she slapped me again.

“Nice ass!” She laughed. She slapped me again, hard. Each time, I lurched, and each time she and Jenny laughed at me. “I like this ass!”

This went on for what seemed like an hour. Then Jenny stood in between me and Danny, and said to the girls, “Well, what would you like to do with them? Any ideas?”

“I have an idea,” Kailee chirped, smiling brightly, “Let’s make them fuck!”

[NickTwisp]

Ah...the Goodwin twins naked & in trouble with a group of girls again!