Kendall was tired after a hard day of practicing for the next night's concert. Though Big Time Rush didn't really need to practice the dance moves they'd been performing for weeks any more, they all agreed that it was best to keep their skills sharp. However, Kendall was happy the practice was over so that he could get into the tour bus, shower, and go to sleep.
He gleefully hopped onto the bus before any of his band mates were even close to the door, and headed straight for the bathroom, plucking a towel out of the tiny linen closet on the way. He stuffed himself into the small bathroom, and dropped his sweat-soaked clothes onto the floor. He turned on the shower and jumped in before the water even had a chance to get warm. Kendall scrubbed and cleaned himself, washing the sweat of the exhaustive rehearsal down the drain. After quickly shampooing, the boy reached out of the shower, grasping for his towel. His hand groped for the item, but he only found the empty metal bar where he'd hung his towel moments earlier.
Stepping out of the shower, Kendall found that his towel wasn't the only item missing. The clothes that he'd brought into the tiny bathroom were also missing. Soaking wet and naked, Kendall stepped tentatively out of the bathroom. "Has anyone seen my clothes?" he called out into the tour bus. He partially hoped nobody was there, since he didn't want anyone to see his exposed body. When he received no answer, he ducked into the little bedroom he shared with Carlos. He was relieved to find that his friend was not in the room as he opened his dresser, looking for something to cover himself with. He discovered that every drawer of the small piece of furniture was empty, as well as his closet.
Furtively, he crept into the hallway and out into the living room, hoping to find some clothes in a laundry basket or hamper. He was so focused on finding clothes that he didn't notice the person sitting on the couch as he passed it. "Hey, Kendall," Carlos said as he passed by. The naked boy jumped and cupped his hands over his crotch, startled by his band mate's quiet presence. "Lose something?"
"Yeah, my clothes," Kendall said, his pale face turning bright red. He watched the shorter boy's eyes work their way from his wet, blonde hair, down his cute face, over his hairless, pale chest, down the slim hips, pausing briefly at the trimmed bush of pubes extended by the happy trail, then down his hair legs to his long feet. Kendall felt very exposed suddenly.
"Huh, wonder where they all went," Carlos said, a devious smile playing at his pouty lips.
"Carlos, please, just tell me where they are," Kendall pleaded.
"Alright, they're in the hall closet," said Carlos. However, the smile on his cute, tanned face suggested that he had something up his sleeve.
Regardless, Kendall inched toward the little closet, feeling Carlos' eyes on his thick, hairy ass cheeks as he passed. He lifted a hand from his groin and opened the door, finding the tiny closet empty, except for a small piece of paper on the floor. "There aren't any clothes in here," Kendall called into the living room.
"Huh, well what's on the floor?" Carlos asked, though he couldn't see the floor of the closet from where he was sitting.
Kendall's face turned a brighter shade of red as he bent over to pick up the piece of paper. He knew Carlos watched as his asshole was exposed to the open air, constricting at the new sensation. He straightened quickly and held the picture up with one hand. It was of Kendall, his face bent over James' crotch, the attractive boy's dick in his mouth. Kendall opened his mouth to say something, but immediately understood. Though he was unsure of how Carlos obtained the pictures of Kendall's drunken night helping James with his libido, Kendall knew that the shorter boy had him by the balls, so to speak. It was against their contracts to engage in any sexual activity, for fear that the press would find pictures. The boys had to keep their image squeaky clean. If Carlos let anyone see that picture, he was sure that his career would be over.
"I'm not really gay," was all the boy could think to say in response to finding the picture. It was true, he didn't like men. He was just trying to help James out, and he was also very drunk.
"I don't really care," said Carlos, rising. "You're going to do whatever I want you to, or a bunch of these are going to find their way to the public eye. First, you are to remain naked until I say you can put clothes on, hence the removal of all of your clothes. If you don't do as I say, you can kiss your career goodbye. Do you understand?"
Kendall hesitated. Carlos drew near, and smacked the boy on his bare ass. "Do you understand?"
"Yes!" Kendall said.
"Yes, what?" Carlos said.
"Yes….sir?" Kendall responded, unsure if that was the correct response.
"Good, now listen. I don't really just want someone to get me off. No, I can find lots of people to do that. What I really want is for you to play out all of the fantasies that I've never been able to actually do. First, however, is a physical inspection," Carlos said, moving back into the little living room. He pulled the table to the middle of the small area, and indicated that Kendall should approach it. The blonde boy neared the table, his hands still covering his genitals. Carlos smacked his hands away, and looked at the package that he revealed. Kendall's trimmed pubes led to a flaccid, uncut, four-inch cock. His balls were also hairy, and hung decently low. Kendall's eyes bulged and his face reddened as Carlos grabbed his balls. He felt them in his hands, turning them over, and examining them within the sack. He then moved to his dick, grabbing the shaft and rolling up the foreskin. He pinched the pink head to open the slit, and tickled a finger along the sensitive underside of his cock. It began to swell a bit, but Carlos dropped the member.
He then helped Kendall onto the table, lying the boy on his back. The blond boy stared at the ceiling as Carlos opened the naked legs and inserted a finger into the exposed, hairy asshole between them. His face got even redder, the hue extending to his exposed chest. Carlos flipped him around onto his stomach, placing him with his face down and his knees beneath him so that his ass stuck up in the air. Then, he continued his examination of the boy's asshole, poking and prodding it with his fingers, tantalizing his nerves. Kendall was embarrassed by the level of exposure, especially to another man. He wasn't gay, and felt more than a little uncomfortable with a man's finger in his ass. Carlos backed up and gave one of his cheeks a satisfied smack, indicating that the exam was finished.
"Okay," the shorter boy said, "now, we're going to James and Logan's bus to look for your underwear."
Kendall didn't bother questioning, but followed the boy the short distance to the other tour bus. The brief moments he spent in the parking lot made him somewhat nervous, since he was still entirely naked. Carlos knocked on the door and instructed Kendall to keep his hands at his sides at all times. He said that the blonde boy was to inform them that he was looking for his underwear and give them a good show.
Logan opened the doors to the bus and the boys entered. James and Logan were both shocked to see their band mate totally nude. "Hey guys," Kendall said, "I can't find my underwear. Have you seen them?" Both boys shook their heads. "Well do you mind if I look around?"
"Go ahead," Logan said, stunned.
Kendall stayed in the living room within viewing distance of Logan and James. Both boys watched him as he stooped low beneath the couch and tables, exposing his hairy little asshole. He searched high in the cabinets, stretching his tight abs and showing off his hairy pits. He even looked in a cabinet above the couch where James was sitting, shoving his dick right in the boy's face. His balls even swung a big, touching the tanned boy's chin.
"You know," Logan said, interrupting his search. "I have some clothes you could borrow."
"No," Carlos interrupted. "I already offered. Apparently he's so particular about his underwear that he'd rather walk around naked!"
Kendall gave Logan a little half smile and shrugged. He thanked them both for their help and the two boys left the bus, returning to their own. "I hope you liked that," Carlos said menacingly, "because a lot more guys are gonna be seeing your dick."