Access to his house cameras

"Well seeing as you are such a pervert John I'm sure you wouldn't mind me having access to those cameras your mom said were scattered around your house?"

"I AM NOT A PERVERT!" John spat back instinctively. Seconds after his response the open palm of Ms.Smith landed with a smack square on his firm right ass cheek, sending him jumping forward deeper into the grip of Megan's mother.

"Do not yell at my daughter young man!" Ms.Smith said in a sinister tone, while tightening her grip on John's cock.
"Apologize!" she demanded as she returned her hand to a position high above her head.

"I'm sorry for yelling Megan!" John said as he quickly moved his butt side to side to try and shake the burning sensation off — Turning his head he noticed the looming shadow of Ms.Smith's hand above him, threatening more punishment.
"Please, please say you forgive me Megan!" John practically begged as the thought of receiving another strike invaded his mind.

"Ah... not only a pervert but a misbehaving pervert. You are a real piece of work John." Megan sighed with a smug sense of superiority. For a moment Megan considered just simply telling him she didn't forgive him. Just to see him shake his little firm ass around after her mother gives him another spanking, but she decided to give him a chance at saving himself. Odds are he'd probably just find a way to fuck it up anyways.
Crossing her arms, Megan gave a sly smile and presented her offer "I forgive you John... If you admit that you're a perverted exhibitionist."

"NO! I said I'm not a- AHH!" John's act of defiance was cut short by another strike on his left ass cheek — which went off with a thundering *CRACK!* sending ripples through his sensitive flesh. The pain was immense and all John could think to do was to jump forward, causing his 5.16 in. leng to slide deeper into Ms.Smith's grip.
At this point if he were to look down. John would see Ms.Smith's hand at the very base of his cock, digging into his pelvis.

"OK, OK! I'm a perverted exhibitionist Megan! Please forgive me!" John said as he tried once again to dance the pain away. A task he found very difficult to do thanks to the hand tightly fastened around the bottom of his dick.

"There you go John! Doesn't it feel good to be honest with yourself?" Megan said in a very happy tone. It seems she got to have her cake and eat it too — getting to see both John admit to being a pervert, while at the same time enjoying the show of him wiggling his little butt around in pain.
"Since your such a self admitted "perverted exhibitionist" I'm sure you'd absolutely love me having access to your home cameras. I'll tell you what John to make it even better I'll even make sure to call you from time to time with some requests for you to do on camera for me! Doesn't that sound lovely?"

Opening his mouth to object John was suddenly greeted by the cold sensation of Ms.Smith's hand lightly moving from one of his bare cheeks to the next. One of Ms.Smith's hands was at the base of his cock while the other was taunting punishment on his ass if he dared disobey her daughter, giving him no room to negotiate... literally. Locked firmly in place with no where to go, John got the not so subtle message he should probably respond exactly as Megan would like him to.

"Yeah Megan, that sounds great! I'd love to have the last ounce of privacy I still have left be turned into your personal toy!" John said sarcastically through an obviously **** smile.

"Oh I just knew you would!" Megan responded enthusiastically as she ran up and wrapped her arms around the nude boy, placing a light kiss on his cheek. While John definitely understood the overly enthusiastic response was just another way to taunt him, the kiss still put a shade of red across his tan face. As well **** his penis to twitch ever so slightly. Not a detail John would ever pay much mind to except for the fact that Megan's mother definitely felt it.
Satisfied with her mischief Megan moved out of the hug, but not before giving John's ass a quick squeeze sending him onto his tippy toes in surprise.

"Well John I think you have just about learned your lesson. After you give me an apology for insulting me I'll let you go enjoy the party." Ms.Smith said as her daughter moved away from the boy she was currently holding hostage by the penis.
"I'm sorry about what I said earlier Ms.Smith, would you please forgive me?" John asked in the most polite manner he could muster.

"It's ok, I forgive you John..." Ms.Smith started saying as she leaned in close to John's right ear and whispered "You little pervert."
With that Ms.Smith released John from her grip and gave him a quick push, sending him stumbling forward right into Megan who replaced her mother's grip with her own.
"Thanks mom! I promise to keep him out of trouble." Megan said cheerfully as her mother moved past the pair into the pool, leaving her daughter with a simple "I'm sure you will."

"Well John I'd say lets go get changed but it seems you already came prepared..." Megan said with a light giggle as she began leading John through the gates and towards the small changing building next to the pool. John was clearly unamused by the joke and simply rolled his eyes as he followed behind her.

"Oh lighten up exhibitionist boy, maybe another group of cheerleaders will drive by and we can do another little photo shoot. Megan teased as they stopped in front of the woman's changing room door. The comment seemed to annoy John as much as it embarrassed him as he responded by turning his red face away from Megan.
"Aww, you're no fun." Megan said with a pout as she released him from her grip. "I'm going to get changed. Don't go wandering anywhere, ok panty thief?"

"Can we please stop with the nick names?" John finally responded very annoyed.
"Sorry no can do tan cock, you're just too fun to mess around with." Megan said while giving his cock a quick flick down sending it bouncing up and down. Cupping his penis embarrassed, John watched as Megan disappeared into the changing room.

Tapping his bare foot against the wet pavement of the public pool, John waited for Megan to return. She was taking way to long, probably on purpose just to humiliate him as he was **** to present his nude body to groups of giggling girls making their way in and out of the changing room — no doubt they would immediately start gossiping as soon as they made it in. Which would be overheard by Megan who'd probably join in, sharing embarrassing secrets about him and telling them to harass him even more.

"Hey John, how about a photo for the school yearbook?" Looking over John saw a petite brunette girl in a one-piece swimsuit holding up a DSLR camera that was secured around her neck by a strap.
"No thanks Penelope." John said deadpan before crossing his arms and continuing to tap his foot impatiently.
"Uh-uh-uh John remember the deal you took!" Penelope said waving her finger at the nude boy. "You have to do whatever pose I want for my photos, or else that nice dick of yours will be showing up on the front page."

Letting out a sigh, John uncrossed his arms. "Fine what pose do you want me to make?"
"Start masturbating." Penelope replied nonchalantly.
"Excuse me?!" John said shocked at the sudden and blunt request. "That's not a pose!"
Lifting the camera to her eye, Penelope framed John in a way so that the girl's changing room logo was still visible behind him. "Anything's a pose if you make it one John. So just do your best and try not to take it to far — if you know what I mean."

Cursing in his mind, John placed a firm grip on his cock and began slowly rubbing up and down the shaft. As he did clicks and flashes began to emerge from Cinnamon haired girl's camera.
John wouldn't exactly call this masturbating — it just looked like he was awkwardly rubbing his dick in front of the girls changing room, probably because that's exactly what he was doing.

Pausing momentarily, Penelope emerged from behind her camera "C'mon John put some life into it!"
"Sorry is my performance not up to your professional standards? Maybe you should just find another model." John said mocking the ridiculous request as he threw his hands up in frustration.
"Hey I didn't tell you to stop!" She said returning her face behind the camera. As John began rubbing again Penelope knew she would have to get this photo-shoot going herself.

"Hey John, have you seen Megan's swimsuit yet?" Penelope asked between flashes of her camera.
"What?" John's eyes lit up at the sound of Megan's name. "N-No I haven't... Why?"
Gotcha perv Penelope thought to herself with a smile. "Oh my god you wouldn't believe how skimpy that thing is! Her soft boobs were practically spilling out of their bra! I saw some areola slipping out, but I was too embarrassed to tell her..."

Penelope noticed John moving up and down his length faster and faster as she went on. "And those bottoms! Her cute ass practically ate them! If you looked at her from behind you wouldn't even think she was wearing something! She really put that whole petite body of hers on display!"

Unknowingly John began to rub himself faster and faster as the image of his crush in a skimpy bikini was painted in his mind. From there Megan's smell suddenly invaded his senses, and soon after the image of her tits that was burned into his mind when she flashed him at the mall came rolling in. Before he knew it John was stroking himself violently as he bit his lower lip in pleasure.
He also just happened to completely tune out Penelope who was furiously snapping away, capturing every demeaning moment, and every embarrassing facial expression.

Rubbing faster and faster John felt himself coming to the edge when suddenly.
"What are you doing John?!" Megan said shocked as she stood in the open door-frame of the changing room. From behind her the shocked gasps and giggles of girls staring at the scene could be heard clearly.
"Megan!" John yelped as he practically jumped one hundred and eighty degrees around to face the girl he was just masturbating to — sending his ultra hard cock flailing around, smacking his thighs before returning to it's position. Pointing dead at Megan as almost a sub-conscience admittance of guilt.

Eyeing up Megan it was obvious that Penelope wasn't lying about the bikini — it was extremely skimpy and every detail she mentioned wasn't exaggerated at all.
Even the small hint of areola peeking from the fabric of the top was true. This of course didn't help the situation at all as another involuntary twitch of John's cock caught Megan's attention, leading her to see a small drop of a certain clear liquid dripping out of the tip.

"He was jerkin it to you." Penelope replied for him calmly as she emerged from behind her camera.
Megan's jaw dropped "YOU WERE WHAT?!"
"Yeah I was taking photos of him, and then I started talking about seeing you in the changing room. When I told him about your bikini he just started going off." Penelope continued while she scrolled through the images she captured.

"Shut up Penelope!" Was all John could muster, which didn't exactly make it seem like she was lying.
"Unbelievable! You fucking pervert! Turn around, NOW! I'm going to absolutely fucking..." Megan trailed off as she noticed Penelope scrolling through her camera, leaving John cowering in fear and slight confusion.

"Hey Penelope, how fast would you be able to send me those photos?" Megan asked as an ominous smile formed across her face.
Looking up Penelope pulled out an adapter cable from a small pouch connected to the neck-strap of her DSLR camera "No time at all!"
"Great! Please do so immediately." Megan said before returning her sight on the nervous boy in front of her. "John please get next to me..."

"What? W-Why?" John stammered out.