Lake House Payback- Part 3/3 (Patreon)

I originally planned on making this a four part series because I'd recorded another video while I was up at this cabin. After I finished the outline though, I saw that it really wouldn't work here at all, so I'll save that for my next post in the Ian Tyler tag. Until then, read this finale interspersed with multiple videos of me stripping completely naked that will be posted for VIP members in the private Discord server. If you want access to those, make sure you upgrade your membership to get that perk as well as the others listed on the membership page. Hope this one turns you on as much as it did as I wrote it...

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At the dinner table downstairs, I slid into my seat gingerly, waiting for the other shoe to drop. I’d been able to finish drying off upstairs before sneaking back into the bedroom to get dressed quickly before anything else happened. I fully expected to head downstairs and see everyone laughing over the video, but the other guys seemed to be completely unaware of what had just happened. They were stabbing cut-up pieces of veggies onto skewers as Don took a pan full of chicken breasts out to Andy who was turning on the gas grill outside.

Heading over to the mixer, I wordlessly began making a couple of pitchers of margaritas which were much needed after what had just happened.

The rest of the night seemed too normal, and eventually the feeling of the blush warming my body faded just like the erection that my cock had almost formed after some errant strokes with a palmful of body wash up in that shower. I was about to get some deep sleep that night, too deep to even dream about Riley or anyone else.

The next morning, I woke up to sunlight streaming through my windows, and I hopped out of bed to take in the view of the rising sun reflecting off of the still water outside. As I turned around, I saw Don standing in the doorway again, but this time, he didn’t have his camera or Andy with him.

“What’s up, man?”

“Just watched that video again that we took yesterday, and I really don’t think it was enough.”

“You saw my cock without any way to cover myself until I remembered that fucking cabinet- how is that not enough?”

“No, Ian.” He was closing the door now as he stepped inside. “I meant that I don’t think that quick little video was a big enough punishment to make up for what you did to Riley.”

“Oh come on, seriously?”

“Yep, you need to be forced naked in front of all of the guys, not just our camera.”

“Fuck off.”

“I will post the video if you don’t do what I say.” It felt like he was bracing himself for my response, but I had been stunned into silence. “That’s what I thought.”

Placing his phone down on the table to prove that he wasn’t filming this time, Don sat down and gave his first demand.

“Take off your shirt and throw it out the window.”

“What the fuck, dude?”

“I’ve already looked at the logistics- your room is right above the back deck so it will land safely on the covered hot tub. So, throw it out the window.”

I was ready to fight back about this, but as he reached for his phone, I threw my hands up in surrender. Pulling off the wrinkly shirt that I had slept so peacefully in last night, I tossed it out the window before logic could stop me.

“Now the shorts.”

“No man, I-”

There was really no point in trying to argue now, not after I’d been cornered. This felt much more humiliating than the quick strip of Riley yesterday, but then again, I still had my underwear. The tight boxer briefs didn’t hide much, but at least they hid something… at least for now.

“Do a spin for me.”

I had been reduced to a piece of meat, but I did as I was told. I didn’t know if he’d yell for the guys to come up here if I didn’t follow each command, and I turned to show off my ass after remembering that he definitely hadn’t locked the bedroom door.

“Now, let’s see that ass just like you showed off Riley’s.”

I knew it was futile to remind him that Riley had been the one himself to pull down his speedo first before I touched him, so again, I did as I was told. Exposing my ass, I tried to cover myself, but he wouldn’t let me.

“You now know what to do.”

Just because I knew what I had to do didn’t make the task any easier. Turning around one final time, I began edging my underwear lower with one hand in a grip around my cock.

“Please, what if I just-”

Again, I was stopped as he opened his mouth to yell. Throwing the underwear out the window, it was now quiet enough for us to hear it thump down on the leather cover over the hot tub.

“It looks like you are getting turned on by this.” Standing up, he walked towards me. “Are you getting turned on by this?”

“No, I just want this to be over with.”

“Then let’s finish. Remove your hands so I can see you fully exposed.”

I wanted, no, needed this to be over, so I followed what I thought was his final command. Letting my cock swing into view, it felt hard to breath as I exposed every inch of myself to him. The room felt colder even though the heat of the day was forming outside the open window.

“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it? Or should I say difficult? Because it looks like you are getting hard…”

Looking down, I saw my cock beginning to stiffen, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get it down with him in the room. As it turned out though, it wouldn’t be going down for a while because his actual last command was to force me to walk downstairs with my hands behind my head.

Don had kept his phone put away, but the other guys didn’t follow the same rule. They recorded from every angle as they paraded me around the room and smacked my ass loud enough for the next house to hear. I was red on both sets of cheeks, and my cock was leaking precum onto my thighs as I desperately tried to hold out. I was granted one dignity, and that was that I didn’t blow my load until I was safely back in my bedroom again.

As I shot stroke after stroke of cum across the weathered floorboards, I had no idea where those videos were being sent or if the humiliation would end here. I couldn’t think about that right now though as I headed to the shower once again to clean myself up. This time, I at least knew to lock the door.