Stop Touching Yourself - Part 6 (Patreon)

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Part 6 – Outdoors

Riley couldn’t wait to get home on Thursday. His mother was away… for two whole nights! That was two nights without her breathing down his neck, watching his every move… keeping him from touching! It was the kind of freedom he had only dreamt of, and that was even before spending a week locked in chastity, restrained to his bed or handcuffed naked around the house!

When he got a message from Evan offering a ride home, it just made his day even better! He virtually skipped his way to meet his big brother. When he got there, Callum, the youngest of the three brothers, was already sat in the front. It always annoyed Riley that Callum rushed ahead of him to get the front seat, but today that simply didn’t matter. It was going to be a great night!

As Riley reached the car, he climbed in and gave his brothers a cheerful greeting.

“Well, aren’t you chipper,” Evan sniggered at his brother’s cheerfulness.

“Too fucking right! Two nights without mum. Freedom at last!” Riley declared excitedly.

Evan frowned as he turned to look back at the younger boy. “Wait, do you… think I’m gonna let you run wild just cos mum’s not around? You do anything wrong and that comes back on me!”

“Relax, I won’t cause any problems, but at least I can finally…” Riley paused. Despite spending the last week naked in front of his brothers, either sporting an erection or locked in chastity and forced to be painfully open about his (lack of) masturbatory habits, it still felt embarrassing to talk so openly. “… do stuff!” he said shyly.

“Pfft, no chance!” Evan said, shaking his head. “Look mate, I love you like a brother…”

“I AM your brother!” Riley scowled.

“Then that’s exactly the right amount to love you, duh, but as much as I do, there is no fucking chance in hell I’m ever risking getting on mum’s bad side over this stuff. She may not be here, but that doesn’t mean you go free!” Evan insisted.

“B… but… she’ll… she’ll never know!” Riley said, feeling hope slipping through his grasp.

“She’ll know!” Evan snapped. “Oh, she WILL know, she always does. She knows all!”

Riley folded his arms as he scowled furiously. “Well she doesn’t know Riley’s been wanking me off every night!”

“Only edging!” Callum added defensively.

“Or that he’s been shagging his mates,” Riley went on.

“Hey, shut up!” Callum whined.

“Or that you’re… doing whatever the hell you do with… whoever the hell you do stuff with, but I know you’re definitely not following her ‘no touching’ bullshit!’” Riley snapped at Evan, ignoring Callum’s protests.

Evan gave a wry grin. “Fair point, but she always seems to know when YOU’VE done things, and that’d still get me in the shit with her. So get used to it, bud. I told you. Your wanking days are behind you, and I meant it. Now, let’s save some time when we get home. Get your kit off, mate.”

“Yeah, that’s not happening!” Riley insisted.

Evan looked at their younger sibling, sat beside him in the passenger seat, and gave him a grin, then looked back to Riley and said, “Okay, I figured you might start acting up cos of mum being away, so I’m gonna give you this warning once and ONLY once. You don’t get second warnings with me. You do what I tell you and you do what Cal tells you, otherwise THIS happens!” He looked to Callum again and said, “Hit it!”

Callum suddenly turned to face Riley, looking upset, even on the verge of tears. “Oh mum, it was horrible. Riley said I had to touch him… or… or unlock him so he could touch himself,” he paused, sniffing as his jaw quivered a little. “He said he’d… he’d hurt me… if I didn’t do it or if I told anyone and… and I was SO scared!”

Riley felt a knot in his stomach. He knew Callum was lying, but still managed to find the boy utterly convincing. He knew there was no way their mum would ever doubt the boy, not over something like this!

“Ha, love it!” Evan said, shaking his head as he offered the younger boy a high-five before he said to Riley, “So you heard me. It’s obey or face the wrath of mum. Now… get your fucking clothes off!”

In a matter of moments, the day had gone from the best in years, to one of the worst as he glanced around at the occasional people passing by the car. He slumped down in his seat and kicked off his shoes as he pulled off his school trousers, placing them on the seat beside him before moving on to remove his tie. Once it was gone too, he started unbuttoning his shirt, then grabbed the back of the collar and yanked it off over his head. He was now sat in just his briefs and socks as his brothers watched in obvious amusement.

“All of it!” Evan encouraged the boy firmly.

Riley whimpered as he saw a couple of boys walk past, giving him a double-take as they spotted him sat in his underwear, sniggering as they continued past. Figuring that compliance was the best way to get the car moving, he reached down to remove his socks, then raised his hips a little to slide his briefs off, adding them to the pile at his side. He immediately cupped his hands over his chastity cage for fear of more passers-by spotting him.

Evan cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows as he nodded towards the naked boy’s crotch.

With a low groan, Riley dropped his hands to his sides… just as another boy walked past. He also did a double-take, but stopped and stared openly at Riley.

“Well give him a wave then!” Evan sniggered.

Riley felt like he was dying. The utter humiliation of being seen naked in public, of having someone else see him in chastity, of being so completely controlled by his own brothers. It was all awful and yet, something as simple as waving to the other boy, openly acknowledging their brief, intimate moment of connection, it was even worse.

As Evan and Callum burst into laughter, Evan pulled off and Riley slouched down in his seat, relieved to finally be on the way home. Every time they stopped at a junction or traffic lights, Riley became hyper-aware of everyone around them. Despite the relatively short journey, by the time they turned onto their road, he figured he had been seen by well over a dozen strangers, but at least it was almost over…

“Okay, get out!” Evan said as he stopped the car.

“What?!” Riley exclaimed. “But… but… we’re not…” he stuttered, looking ahead down the long road. They were still a fair way from home – barely a few seconds in the car but a two-minute walk on foot.

“Never said we were, I just said get out!” Evan said firmly. “I’m assuming that wasn’t you resisting?” he intimated the possibility of following through on his earlier threat.

“No, it wasn’t,” Riley sighed. He looked out the back of the car, then out the front window. The road was clear both ways, so he popped the door open and stepped out. “What now?” he asked eagerly, feeling painfully exposed.

“Now you shut the door!” Evan said bluntly as Callum rolled down the window.

Riley slammed the door and moved to the open window beside his little brother.

“Okay mate, see you at home!” Evan grinned, then sped off down the road towards the house.

Reality hit Riley hard. He was naked, outdoors on the street he lived on in broad daylight, with his straining cock locked in a chastity device. He suddenly had two problems – firstly, that being seen now would be so mind-numbingly embarrassing he didn’t know if he could take it, but secondly, there were enough busybodies in the neighbourhood who would take great pleasure in reporting what they had seen to his mother. He certainly didn’t need to deal with whatever she would do if she found out about any more ‘unacceptable behaviour’.

With no other option, Riley did the only thing he could – he ran! Cupping his hands over his cage, partly to hide it and partly to stop it jiggling too much and causing discomfort, he sprinted down the street. He stared at the house numbers as he passed them, convinced the road had somehow doubled in length today. He was almost home. He could see Evan’s car sat at the end of their drive, but there was also another car just beyond it. This one was moving… and coming Riley’s way.

He glanced round to find a place to hide but there just wasn’t one unless he wanted to take cover in a neighbour’s garden but that just increased his chances of being seen by someone who could report him to his tyrannical mother. He fixed his eyes on the path ahead and just continued running. The car honked its horn and he heard a cheer as it passed him. Cheeks burned, heart pounded… cock throbbed! It was awful but finally he turned onto their driveway, giving the laughing boys in the car the evilest of glares.

“That was too good!” Evan cackled. “I don’t suppose you fancy going out somewhere with us, do you?”

“Piss off!” Riley snapped, running for the door. As he got there, he realised that it would be locked, and his keys were with his school bag and clothes in the car. “Hurry up, I wanna get inside!” he called out.

“Oh, but I told you… we’re going out… and you said you don’t wanna come, so I guess you’re staying here! See ya later, bud!” Evan called out before driving away.

“What, no, wait!” Riley called out but it was too late, the car was already gone. “Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!” he muttered. He tried the door, just in case Evan had been nice – fat chance! It was locked. He took a step back, looking for another way in, but he knew the house was kept locked up tight when nobody was out. No ‘conveniently open’ window like in the movies. He could smash his way in, but that would doubtlessly cause him even more trouble.

A quick glance at the gate to the back garden and he knew it was kept locked too. He could try to climb it, but he knew that was just a sure-fire way to end up injured and, knowing his luck, seen by half the neighbourhood. Acting on pure instinct, he jumped down behind a small bush on the edge of the front lawn. At least for now he was concealed from anyone passing on the street.

He glanced to the road again, hoping that this was just a prank and that Evan would be right back, but as seconds turned to minutes, the hope he had allowed himself to feel faded away again. At least it wasn’t cold, so he was at no risk of dying from exposure (at least, not THAT kind of exposure). It was bizarre to be stranded naked in the front garden by Evan, yet know he would never really let anything bad happen to his little brother. Caring and a bastard at the same time – virtually the definition of a brother!

Riley sat there, waiting impatiently for his brothers to return, annoyed at the fact he was almost missing the chains on his bed. Sure, it was boring and unpleasant being totally immobile, but he was at least safe in his own room, with his cock out of the cage. That was definitely the worst part of this whole thing – aside from not being able to touch/cum obviously – he hated the cage. The whole time he had been sat waiting behind the bush, his cock had swelled against the device, trying to get hard but restricted and unable to swell.

As he sat daydreaming about the day he would be able to return to normal, he almost missed the sound of approaching footsteps. He looked round in horror at the sight of Mrs Harrison, one of his mum’s friends who lived down the street strolling down the drive. While his position hid him from the street, it left him fully visible to anyone near the house, and while she may not spot him as she approached the door, as soon as she turned to leave (which she inevitably would, with nobody home) he would be seen! Moving as quietly as he could, Riley scurried around the bush. He was now safe from being spotted by Mrs Harrison, but was now once again visible from the street.

He heard her ring the doorbell. His heart was pounding as he stared over at the street, convinced a procession of every person he and his family knew was about to pass by. His cage felt like it was about to burst as his cock strained, leaking precum. ‘Just fucking leave!’ he thought as he heard the woman ring the doorbell again.

Glancing round to see if she was leaving yet, Riley heard a car pull up.

“Oh there you are!” Mrs Harrison suddenly called out.

Riley froze. Had she spotted him?

“Hi Mrs Harrison!” Riley heard Callum call out politely.

“Hi Callum. Hi Evan. Oh, no Riley?” she asked curiously.

“No, he’s out enjoying this lovely weather!” Evan replied, knowing exactly where his little brother was.

Evan stood chatting to the woman for a while, knowing his brother was sat at risk of being seen, but eventually thanked the woman for the catalogue she had come to deliver and waved her off.

“Hey nice bush!” Evan sniggered, leaning round to stare down at his furious-looking brother.

“I fucking hate you!” Riley scowled. “Is the door open?”

“Not yet,” Evan sniggered. “Here, let yourself in!” he said, tossing a key to the boy.

Riley jumped to his feet and dashed to the door, but as he got there, the key didn’t fit. “Hey, this doesn’t…” he started, looking back. He paused as he saw the other two laughing at him again as he stood fully exposed to the street.

Evan held up a different key and said, “Oops, wrong one, my bad!”

“Ev, just let me in. Pleeeeeease!” Riley begged.

“Ugh, you’re cute when you’re desperate!” Evan sniggered. He handed the key to Callum and said, go let him in. I’ll be right behind you!”

“Hurry up!” Riley scowled as Callum walked, slowly, towards him. He took a big slurp from a giant cup in his other hand. “We went for milkshakes. You really shoulda come with us!”

“Oh my God, I don’t care!” Riley huffed, glancing at the street. “Just fucking let me in!”

“No need to be rude!” Callum said, shaking his head disapprovingly. “And here I was planning on being nice to you this evening!” He unlocked the door and laughed as his naked sibling sped inside. “Guess I’ll have to stick with being mean then!” he added with a wicked snigger.

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