Freddie stroked Janice's panties, a grin on his face. "This is better than wrestling her in that fucking field. Tying her up was a damn good idea, wasn't it?"

Tommy pulled his cock from his pants, and started rubbing the head of his prick against her thigh.

"I'm gonna jack off on her fucking legs," he said. "I'm gonna come on her fucking legs and I don't care if she likes it or not."

"I've got a better idea," Freddie said. He stood up and pulled a small pocketknife from his pants. Me opened the blade, and Janice struggled against the ropes, watching the knife fearfully.

Freddie cut her panties away, pulling them off her thighs. Tommy found the zipper to her skirt and jerked it from her small body. Janice hung now, naked from her waist down. Her body trembled with fright as the two boys whooped happily, touching the hairless slit of her cunt, pinching the cheeks of her ass. The pinches hurt, but she couldn't cry out.

Freddie and Tommy removed their pants, leaving their white T-shirts on. Janice tried to avert her eyes from them, but found herself staring at their hard cocks and hanging balls. Her eyes were wide. She had seen their cocks that day in the field, but not their balls. She was, despite her tied-up position, curious about them.

She made a whimpering sound as they pressed the rounded, smooth heads of their cocks against her legs. She felt her flesh becoming wet and slippery.

Tommy moved behind her and slipped the head of his cock into the crack of her ass. Janice felt her tiny asshole pucker from the contact, afraid he might try to shove his cock into it.

In front of her, Freddie was trying to rub the head of his cock along the slit of her hairless pink cunt, but her closed thighs prevented it.

Tommy came back in front, watching his brother trying to push his cock between Janice's thighs.

"You can't fuck her that way, Freddie," he said. "You have to hold her legs open to get it in."