Mental Ramblings of a Twelve Year Old Boy

More Mental Ramblings of Eleven and Twelve Year Old Boys 5

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More Mental Ramblings of Eleven and Twelve Year Old Boys (Part 5)

By, Running Bare

Holy shit! He’s totally naked. The kid is naked! Didn’t his mom know she was having company? He is cute as hell, but he’s too old to be naked like this. Look at that little peter. I’m sure Julie is being well entertained. She’s staring at the kid’s dick. It isn’t even hard.

“Jonathan, this is Mrs. Kinkaid. And, these are Jack and Julie. They’ll be spending most of the day with us.”

Do I shake his hand? Look at that mid-section. No tan lines. He must spend a lot of time naked.

“Why’s he naked?”

Leave it to a nine-year-old girl to ask the hard questions. I’d have loved to ask it, but we bigger kids keep those thoughts to ourselves. Besides, he’s a boy and I think I’m supposed to have not noticed, or, if I did, just accept his lack of modesty as the way boys are supposed to be. After all Dad purposely chides me about my embarrassment about changing in the locker room at school or at the community pool. He relives his camp experiences and swimming at places like the YMCA where ‘in my day all boys swam nude in front of other boys and girls as well’. If I heard it once, I heard it hundreds of times. Only thing he was had black and white photos of him at camp, the school pool, and the Y to prove it. I always found those pictures interesting from two standpoints one was most were frontal shots and how in the hell did they get them developed and printed. Imagine what they’d have been like if the digital camera had been around back then.

Mom jumped in trying to lessen the embarrassment that Julie’s question must have spurred. “Honey, he’s a little boy. Boys shouldn’t be shy about being naked in front of anybody. You know Daddy used to swim naked a lot. But little girls have had different rules. When they’re your age, they’re expected to wear something. Boys don’t have the same rules. Besides, I’m kind of glad. I think Jonathan is cute running around naked. Don’t you?”

“Yeah, I like looking at his boy thing. It’s sooo cute.”

Mrs. Patterson felt compelled to defend her decision to make her son run around showing all.

“Jonathan stays naked most of the time he’s home. I think he likes being naked. Says it makes him feel free. So, we, his dad and I, have set the rule that all little boys should be naked when visiting. Unless, of course they’ve passed” she made air quotes, “the threshold of manhood.”

What the hell is “the threshold of manhood?”

Julie bit on that one, “What’s that mean?”

Thanks again, Julie. I’m all ears.

Mom was caught off balance. Mrs. Patterson passed that ball right into her court.

“That’s something you should discuss with your mother or father.”

Mom was boxed in, but she put it simply for Julie (and probably me).

“It’s when a boy or girl goes through puberty. Their body changes from being a child into become more grown up. It’s the time when you will grow body hair and your boy and girl parts will start becoming more grown up.”

Compared to the sex-ed explanation we had in school last year that was pretty good. Even my dumb ass little sister understood it. I really think it was the ‘hair’ part that cemented the time in life when that happened. Mom avoided the whole menstrual thing. Guess it wasn’t the proper place or time to mention that. Oh well, not my problem.

“Does Jack have hair down there?”

Shit, Julie. Let’s not make this so personal. I can’t believe you asked that right in front of a complete stranger. Actually, I can’t believe you asked it at all.

“I don’t think so, but I’m sure he’s not far from it. He’s twelve so it won’t be long. His arm pits are still hairless and those usually get hair during puberty.”

“Of course, that’s not the part of his body she’s interested in, is it Julie?”

Mrs. Patterson! That’s entirely inappropriate not to mention embarrassing me. Mom, tell her off. That’s just wrong.

The ladies laughed, and rather than correcting her friend, Mom went a step further, “Last month I took him for a physical and when the doctor made him pull his underpants down so he could examine his boy parts, I didn’t see any hair. So, I’d say your brother, Jack, isn’t there yet.”

“Well then does he have to be naked while he’s here?”

Julie, I’ll kill your ass. You could have gone all day and not asked that?

“Well, why don’t we leave that up to Mrs. Patterson? After all she’s the hostess and she gets to call those shots.”

Mom, I sure hope you know what you’re doing. I’m not going to run around or swim naked. Doesn’t matter what Mrs. Patterson wants. Oh shit, she’s starting to get a devious grin. I feel a bit scared to hear what her response is going to be.

“I think that would be a great idea. If he’s still hairless, let’s have him join Jonathan and spend the day naked. He’s such a handsome kid, I’d love for him to run around naked today. What do you say Marge, should we make him spend the day naked?”

Mom, be very careful how you answer that. I’m not going to do it. We’ll have a big fight right here if you tell me I have to be naked. My face is heating up anticipating her answer. I’ll bet I’m red as an apple. Mom, be careful.

“I think that’d be okay. What do you say, Jack? Want to spend the day naked?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Why not? You’d be very comfortable. Besides, it might help you overcome that body shyness you and Dad argue about. Just take your suit off and relax.”

“I said, I don’t want to.”

Why are you grabbing my arm? Do you think that’ll convince me? It won’t! I’m not about to strip naked for you or anybody else.

“He might feel easier about it when Joy brings Kenny over. He’s eleven about Jack’s age. We’ll get Kenny naked and it might be easier for Jack if a boy his age is nude as well.”

Well, that certainly bought me time. I only hope Kenny is as hesitant as I am about it. After all there’s strength in unity. If I know Kenny, and I do, he’ll refuse as well.

Mom was temporarily distracted, “Who all are coming today?”

“Well, Joy and her two, Kenny and Marcy. And, Carolyn is bringing the twin girls. I thought while we four held our get together, the kids could spend time in the pool. I made chicken salad sandwiches for lunch. I hope the kids will eat it. There’s a cooler full of lemonade on the pool deck for the kids and coffee and lemonade for us on the patio.”

How in the hell did we go from making me strip naked to the menu? Is this lady that scatter brained? We’re talking about me exposing my junk to complete strangers not to mention my sister and mother. How in the hell is that even comparable to the fucking lunch menu?

“Oh, I heard a car door out front. Wonder who it is. I’ll be right back.” She disappeared through the sliding doors off the patio.

Thank God, it’s Kenny. Wait til he finds out what’s in the plan. Shit he’s almost naked. He’s wearing a Speedo. Who in the hell would wear a Speedo? Look his dick and balls are outlined right there. Shit you can even make out the place where the pecker head and the shaft are separated. I really would like to see him lose the suit, but, hey, that’d be kind of more difficult for me. No, really I can’t take my eyes off his package outline. I’m not gay, am I? Does me wanting to check out his naked form make me gay? Maybe. Who cares, his penis must be at least three inches long and it isn’t even stiff. What to worry. I can match his and maybe even be longer.

My dick is hardening. I’ve got to think about something else. I can’t. I’d love to compare his to mine. I’d love to grab Kenny’s bad boy just to feel it. Shit, I must be gay. Grabbing another boy’s dick has to be gay. Doesn’t it? Maybe that’s my problem with my body.

No, it’s the length of my penis that’s the problem. The boy’s in the school locker room have taken to referring to me as ‘long dong’. That’s a bit embarrassing. I’m not a freak, but you’d think so. It’s not that long. Hell, if the outline in front of Kenny is any measure, it isn’t much longer than his.

Hey, just quit looking at him there. You can size him up some other time.

“Hey, Jack. I didn’t know you’d be here too.”

“Kenny, come over here.” I ushered my friend to distance him from the adults. He suddenly seemed jolted.

He finally caught sight of Jonathan, “What the hell? Is that kid naked?”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Seems the mothers are using this as a way to make us all run around naked. Just the boys though. They wanted me to take off my suit and be naked too. We have to come up with some kind of plan to get the hell out of here.”

“My mom won’t make me do that. Dad calls her a prude when it comes to me being naked. Don’t worry. When my mom disagrees, we’ll both get to keep our suits on.”

Shit, looking at what you’re wearing, it’s hard to believe she won’t make you just take it off. I kind of hope she does make you. I’d love to see that dick of yours swinging free. I mean there’s not much left to my imagination, but I’d sure love to see that puppy on the loose. Yeah, I must be gay. Oh well, I can deal with that some other time.

Here comes Mrs. Patterson. Look the girls are standing together and our moms are looking this way.

“Why don’t you boys take off your bathing suits and go out to the pool with Jonathan? You can just place them on the table over there. I think you both will be a lot more comfortable. Or, as Jonathan puts it, ‘feel more free’. We’re all mothers and we’ve all seen and felt penises and scrotums so there’s nothing new there. Go ahead and strip them off and hit the water!”

“No offense Mrs. Patterson, but you all haven’t seen or touched my penis or his, and our sisters haven’t seen us naked lately, soooo, I think we’ll just keep our suits on.”

Wow, Kenny, that was a ballsy comeback. But, thanks for that.

“Well, if you are planning to swim, you’ll have to swim naked. Choice is up to you.”

She’s on her way back to report to our mothers. Yep, I know that’s what she’s doing. Whoa, Kenny’s mom looks pissed. Why the sudden change in her face? She’s looking right at him and there’s fire in her eyes. Patterson’s trying to calm her down. Somethin’s up and it ain’t lookin’ good. Keep Kenny calm. Say something to him.

“Way to tell her, Kenny. Uh, oh, where’s your mom going. Your mom and Mrs. Patterson just went into the house. Your mom sure looked pissed. I wonder what she’s mad about.”

“Who knows? She’s always pissed about something.”

I glanced back at the house, “Oh no. She’s coming back out with Mrs. Patterson. She’s carrying a belt. Shit, she’s coming right over here. What did we do?”

She approached with fire shooting from her eyes. It was obvious she was going to use the belt for something.

“Did you smart mouth Mrs. Patterson?”

“What? No! I just told her I wasn’t going to take off my bathing suit and be naked for the day.”

“How did you tell her that? Was there ‘attitude’ involved?”

Uh, oh, I think he’s about to be nailed. He sure as hell was, but I guess it was warranted.

“No,” the fear in his eyes was evident. “I just said she never saw my penis and she wouldn’t. But I was respectful.”

No, Kenny, you weren’t respectful, but that’s okay in this situation. I won’t tell if she asks me. I’ll support your version.

“I won’t have you being disrespectful to any adult much less a friend of mine, young man.”

Oh shit, Kenny she used the ‘young man’ thing. You’re in a heap of trouble.

“Get your suit off and bend over that chair. I’m going to help you to remember your manners.”

Oh, here come the tears. Right on schedule.

“But I wasn’t disrespectful. I just told her I didn’t want to be naked. Please Mom...”

“I said get the suit off and bend over and grab that chair. I’m going to whip you.”

“But...”

He’s lost this one. He’s sliding his Speedo off. Oh yeah, the girls are staring over here. I don’t know if it’s the whole naked thing or they’re excited he’s going to get his ass whipped. I know I was impressed when his boner bounced from cover when his tight suit slipped over it. Yeah, he’s hard as a rock. Hey, it is a pretty decent package. But, oh, the idea of the leather hitting his leather is making me cringe. What self-respecting boy wouldn’t identify with the situation. I can almost feel Dad’s belt crossing my ass. Look at that hard-on. It’s beautiful. There he goes bending over. His mom’s getting in position.

Oooooo, ow. She just snapped that belt across his ass. I kind felt it too. He’s crying now. Oh, there it goes again. Even Jonathan is standing there watching. There’s water dripping from his penis. Oh, look he’s hard too. What the hell, so am I. Oh my God, another snap. Still another. What’s that five? Oh, another. Quit cringing. Even the girls are silent. Oh, they’re enjoying it but there isn’t a hint of empathy.

Six? Was that the sixth? I don’t know but she’s stopped. Kenny’s got some red stripes across his ass. Where’s she taking him? Oh yeah, the forced apology. She’s slapped his cover hand off his dick. Mrs. Patterson’s hugging him. Guess all’s forgiven. What a price.

His mom is picking up his Speedo. She’s putting it in her purse.

He’s coming over here. I need to get into the male support frame of mind.

Mom’s calling me. She’s doing that finger motion that I should come to her. Better go. The women are really on edge.

“I’ll be right back, Kenny. My mother’s calling me over.”

I patted my friends bare back in a way of both comforting him and at the same time putting the bitch session on hold and went toward my mother.

“Kenny is going to be naked along with Jonathan. So, I think you need to take off your suit, if for no other reason than to make Kenny more comfortable.”

“That’s okay, Mom. He’ll be okay. I don’t need to do that.”

“Yes, you do! Take off your suit and spend the day naked.”

“But...”

“No buts about it. Take off your bathing suit and give it to me.”

“I don’t need to swim so...”

“if I have to ask again, I’ll use that belt on you. Is that what you want? Now, get the bathing suit off.”

The jig is up. Now, how do I do this. The girls are at the pool with Jonathan. I’d have thought they’d be staring at Kenny’s bare dick and balls, but they aren’t. He’s over by the retaining wall still crying and waiting for my support. Mrs. Patterson is sitting at the patio table not ten feet away, but she’s staring right at me. She knows what’s going on. How could she not? Kenny’s mom doesn’t seem as interested. She’s watching the girls swim.

Guess I have to do this thing. Fumble with the drawstring for a minute. Buy some time. Shit, it’s inevitable. Just man up and slide the damn thing off. Put your hand on Mom’s shoulder and step out of the trunks. Whoa, the cooler air and boner bouncing free confirms I’m naked. It does feel good being completely free of clothes, but the audience is embarrassing.

“Now walk over and speak to the ladies. They want to see your boy parts. After that you can go join the other kids at the pool. It won’t be long before you forget you’re naked.”

“But, Kenny needs me.”

“You and Kenny can get together after you introduce your boy parts to the grown-ups. Just walk over and thank Mrs. Patterson for having us.” A pat on my bare ass propelled me to do what I was told.

They’re both looking at my boner. They aren’t even trying to be nonchalant about it. They’re actually staring at my boner. Do I put my hands in front of it? What the fuck is the protocol here? To cover or not to cover? Okay, you’ve done whatever, you can go to Kenny.

“My you are a handsome specimen, aren’t you Jack. Come over here and let me see that penis.”

How in the hell can you be that forward? You aren’t even hiding the fact you’re staring at it. Now you want a close up and you aren’t the least bit bashful about it. What do I do now?

“Go over there and let Mrs. Patterson look at your penis. She won’t hurt you.”

As instructed, I stepped toward her. She actually reached down and cradled it in her hand. She rotated my circumcised glans between her thumb and finger.

How forward can you be? I mean, she’s actually fondling me. My mother’s watching and so is Kenny’s mother. Not a word. This is weird. I mean, isn’t this against the law or something? Guess not, Mom’s not saying a word.

“I’m so glad the boys are cut. Their penises are so much more interesting that way. Not to mention easier to care for. But, look at this little head. Clean and swollen. Judging from his ball sack, he’ll soon be changing. I’ll have to get some pictures of them before they put their suits back on. They’re cute as can be.”

Okay you playing with my penis and scrotum did feel good after the initial shock, but that’s enough. Let go of my penis. Wow, almost as if she could read my mind. Wonder if they’re done with me.

Mom slapped my bare ass and sent me on.

“Okay, you’re naked for the day too. Go over to Kenny. You two can commiserate. Then you can join Jonathan and the girls in the pool. Oh, I think Marie and the girls just arrived. Was that a car door?”

Mrs. Patterson got up to greet the latest round of guests.

Just what we needed twin eleven-year-old girls. Wonder how this is going to play? Will they be allowed to play with our boy parts? Who knows? Brace yourself you’re about to find out. At least they weren’t here for the whipping and disrobing. Guess we should just spread our legs and be done with the genital introductions.

I sat beside my friend Kenny, “What do we do now? The twins are here.”

Still sniffling he replied, “Just show them our junk. They’re going to see it sooner or later. Besides, I don’t need another whipping.”

My reasoning kicked in, “Yeah, well they don’t have any brothers, so I think they’ll be locked in on our junk. It’s going to be even harder than before they came. Are we going to have to let them feel us?”

That brought a short burst of laughter from both of us.

Kenny choked out, “They’re brats.” I had to agree. At least they came off as such at school.

Look at his penis. Yours isn’t that much longer. You’re both about the same. What’s with all the teasing you get from the guys at school? Both are about five inches stiff. Hell, what’s the norm? The kids in the locker room weren’t hard but I’d say, in our grade, they were a bit smaller than we were. Shit, Tommy Jenkins, was just a nub. But, most were about two inches soft, so what’s the big deal? Well now, that was kind of gay. Who in the hell knows that much about the other boys’ items of interest? Is just looking at their packages gay? Is it fair to compare? If that’s the case, then we’d all be gay. Who cares anyway? I can deal with gayness later. I’d love to feel Kenny’s. Maybe before the days out. Maybe I can convince Mom to schedule a sleepover.

“Oh look, Kenny and Jack are here and they’re naked. Can we go over and look at them?”

Shit, Kim and Katie have arrived. Look at them in those yellow two piece suits. Why do they dress the same too? Mom says twins need to express their individuality. Dressing alike hardly does that. Oh no, they’re skipping over here. I have to press my package between my legs. Sooner or later they’re going to see it anyway. Kenny isn’t making an effort to conceal, but I am.

Kim got right down to business, “Hi guys. How come you’re naked?”

Kenny responded, “Mrs. Patterson said boys who visit have to be naked. Our moms agreed. But don’t worry. Girls are not allowed to be. Only boys.”

Katie responded, “That’s good. We girls deserve our privacy. Boys don’t!”

I had to challenge that, “Who wrote those rules?”

“I don’t know, but everyone knows that. Hey, spread your legs I want to see what you got.”

I wasn’t about to comply, “Why don’t you and Kim go to the pool and swim and leave us alone?”

“Oh, come on! We want to be able to describe your things to our friends at school. We’ve both babysat for boys so we know what little guys look like. Let us see yours. I promise we won’t touch it.”

With that Kim added, “Yet.”

Oh, fuck no! I’m not going to free my peter for you or anyone else. I’m just going to sit here just like this all day. Go away. Nothin’ to see here. Kenny sit the fuck down. Don’t encourage them. What are you doing? Have you lost it?

“I’ll show you mine if you promise to play with it.”

Kenny, what the hell?

Kim was quick to ask, “What do you want us to do to it?”

“You can start by pulling on it. Or, you can kiss my ball sack. You know whatever you want as long as it doesn’t hurt.”

Kenny’s mom was quick to caution them. I didn’t know if she heard her son or not. “You girls be careful with him. I want grandkids someday.”

I can’t believe she said that. She’s actually giving the girls her blessing to molest her son. No, he gave the blessing. I’m confused. What’s going on here?

Before Kenny and the girls left for the pool, three of the four had actually played with his penis. My sister was intrigued with his ball sack and kept rolling the contents around with her finger tips.

If I wasn’t naked, I’d love to feel his junk too. I can’t though, if I did everyone would tease me. Even Kenny. It’s hot watching the girls pull on it and polish the knob. Go ahead Kenny spread those legs. Maybe the girls could shove their fingers up your butt hole.

Hey, pay attention. You’ve opened your legs everyone can see what you’ve brought to the party. And, quit rubbing yourself. I hope nobody saw me rubbing my dick. Funny how your mind wanders when you’re excited about something.

“Look at my brother’s. His is longer than Kenny’s. Let’s go play with his!” Thanks Sis, for point me out.

Quick clamp that bad boy back between your legs. What were you thinkin’ to let it free to begin with?

“Moommm, Jack won’t let us touch his boy thing!”

Really Julie, really? You’ve got the brass to complain to Mom about that?

“Jack let the girls play with your penis. They’ll get tired of it after a while. You can’t sit there like that all day. Come on now, spread your legs.”

I can’t believe you are actually pushing my knees apart for them. Time to use your words.

“I don’t want them touching my junk, Mom. Please don’t let them. Moooommmm, please.”

“Look, you’re going to be naked all day and they’ll see and feel you sooner or later. Let them get their fill and you’ll be left alone the rest of the afternoon. Don’t be so shy.”

She continued to spread my legs. My knees were flexed to either side of the lounge chair. Kim was first to grab my erection. She then began exploring my inflated glans. It wasn’t long until Julie wanted in.

“He’s my brother. I want a turn here. Come on Kim, let go. You go play with Kenny’s.”

They actually were forcefully prying each other away from me.

“I can’t play with Kenny’s. Katie is playing with his.”

Their disagreement soon changed to a shoving match. Kim was older and bigger and she obviously came out on top of that contest. Julie ran to get Mom.

“Okay, girls, let’s leave the boys alone. Go on now. If you can’t share them without fighting you can’t be around them. Go on now. Why don’t you go to the pool and swim?”

Hell yeah, go swim with Jonathan. A nine-year-old’s package isn’t intriguing too? Go feel his. His mother started this whole thing.

Reluctantly the girls left for the pool. Kenny and I just stayed in the lounge chairs. We both unconsciously opened up, spreading our legs, so our boy parts were open to the sun.

Maybe Mom’s right. Now that I’ve been fondled by the girls, I’m not as shy about letting my penis see the daylight. Hell, it’s even back to the soft state. Where’d Kenny go? Must have had to go pee or something. I can hear the adults. Wonder if they know I can.

The twin’s mother was talking to Mom in front of the other three. “That son of yours had quite a penis there. He’s pretty gifted. If I had a boy his age and hung like that, I don’t know if I’d buy him any clothes. I mean he’s pretty cute.”

Mrs. Patterson jumped on that observation. “He’s got some really muscular legs too. He’s really solid. He’s really a good lookin’ kid, Marge. I have to agree with Marie. Handsome boys like that should be naked. I really don’t think anyone would complain. I mean, art is meant to be open for all to enjoy.”

This is embarrassing. I didn’t know grownups paid attention to naked kids like that. Sure hope that isn’t a sign of something to come. Nah, Mom wouldn’t do that to me, and, if she did, Dad would stop it. Wouldn’t he? Maybe not, though, he gets pretty mad when I lock the bathroom door or try to hide my junk when we change in the locker rooms at the Y or community pool. He might side with Mom about doing that.

“You do know times running short for keeping the boy naked? Pretty soon he’ll be too old to make him stay naked. I’d say you should seriously consider it if he really is too body shy. Look at him. He’s on full display soaking up the sun and just an hour ago he was fighting to keep his bathing suit on.”

Maybe I should put my legs together. If I do that, they’ll know I hear them and they’ll stop talking. Better not. I’ve got to listen in case they convince her to make me stay naked. I’d like to know in advance so I can plan my counter arguments. No, I’ll let them see my penis as the price of eavesdropping.

What the hell was that? Just open your eyelids a bit. Oh shit, Patterson’s taking pictures of me with her cellphone. Open your damn eyes. Maybe she’ll stop.

The twins mother hollered over, “Could you text me some of those pictures? I’d love to have them.”

“I’ll send them to all three of you.”

Head to the pool. Cut this photo opportunity short.

“Where you headed, Buddy?”

“Ah, I’m, I’m going to the pool. I want to get cooled off.”

“Okay, I’ll be taking pictures all day so just get used to it.”

I nodded my understanding and walked to the pool cupping what was once again a rock hard erection.

Mom just let her take pictures of me naked. Where’s the motherly protection of her young? Are pictures of me naked okay? Wonder if Dad would have allowed it? Wonder if Dad would have allowed the forced nakedness? Yeah, he would have.

Katie announce my arrival, “Jack’s here. Let’s go feel his thing again.”

Jump in the pool and hug the wall. Oh, thank God, there’s Mom maybe she will save me from the girls.

“Jack, you and Kenny need to come to the patio for a little while. Mrs. Patterson and Mrs. Kane (the twin’s mother) want to get some pictures of you two.”

“Pictures? Why do they want pictures of us?”

“Well, Mrs. Patterson wants to post some on her social media pages. She said her circle of friends will go crazy looking at your packages. Mrs. Kane wants to show them to her girls’ friends and share them with someone she knows who appreciates pictures of naked little boys. Let’s leave it at that.”

I whined my best argument, “Mooommmm, everyone will see us naked. That’s just not right. It’s our bodies and we should be allowed to keep them private.”

I can see Mrs. Kane’s friend looking at closeups of our peters as he beats off or something. That’s it those two women are into kiddy porn. I’ll bet we’ll have to suck each other off or some shit like that for some of those pictures. I don’t know about Kenny but I’m not going to do anything like that. I’ve got to draw a line somewhere. This is getting out of hand. I’ll bet the twins will show up at school with pictures of us. Shit all they have to do is point people to Patterson’s media. I can see it now, Patterson posting one or two photos of us nude with some kind of invitation “Want more? E-mail me.”

Geeezzz, I thought it was a cellphone thing. Patterson’s got a camera on a tripod. She’s serious about this shit. What’s that lump in my throat?

Kenny must have figured it out. His dick is sticking out straight. What the hell am I thinking? So is mine.

“Oh, would you look at those erections! They’re beautiful. Wouldn’t be so interesting if they weren’t so handsome. And, have a gander at those legs, those wonderful legs. You boys hold it right there.”

We stopped. She clicked as did Mrs. Kane. Only, Mrs. Kane was using her cellphone, not a Canon with a long lens.

“Boys the idea here is to get as many photos of you and your penises as we can right now, so remember to keep your little boy things where we can see them. Just go about playing as you would if we weren’t here. If you want, we can go out front and you can shoot some hoops for us.”

Out front? Oh hell no.

Kenny’s mom further embarrassed us, “Why don’t you and Jack do what you do to each other when he sleeps over?”

How does she know what we do and just what exactly does that mean? She can’t mean that... Oh, I hope not.

The silence and our red faces must have triggered her to explain further. “You know when you sleep out in the yard, strip naked and play with each other’s boy parts. You just think I’m asleep when the lights are off. As a mother I’m very vigilant when you’re not in the house at night. I have always kept an eye on you guys. Jack, I’ve seen your penis a hell of a lot more than you think.”

Okay, there it is. My face is hot as I’ve ever felt it. My ears are burning with embarrassment. Now, Mom knows what we’ve been up to. Don’t even look at her. You don’t want to see how she’s taking this.

“Oh, don’t worry your mother and father know all about it. Do you think we don’t talk to each other?”

So, Mom and Dad have known about our sex exploits all these years? I would have never guessed it. Was their silence about it a way of condoning it? Who knows.? At least now Kenny and I know they were aware of what we were doing. I wonder if they know about streaking the neighborhood those nights. How much do they know? Do they know about our naked hikes in the woods too? Now, I’m really curious and embarrassed at the same time.

“It’s okay boys. Now we just want you to do some of that in front of the cameras.” Patterson was on a roll. “You kids don’t have to be shy. All kids do those kinds of things. You know—play doctor, have those challenges where they’re naked and chance being caught—you all do it. Not sure whether Jonathan has yet, but I do know he doesn’t care about being seen naked.”

There was a smirk of pride on her face as she made that last point.

Mrs. Kane got a bit kinky, “Do you guys ever use your mouths on each other’s you know what’s?”

Wow, that’s pretty direct for a mother. What the hell? Hey, maybe it’s because all she has is the girls. I wonder if her girls ever play with each other. Probably not. I don’t guess girls get off on being naked. Does she really expect an answer to that question?

“No, we just use our hands. Sometimes we...”

Kenny, shut the fuck up. It’s bad enough your mother watches us. You don’t have to admit it. And, where in the hell are you going with this. Clear your throat or just kick him before he implicates you in more stuff.

“Hhhhuuuummmm”

Good he looked my way. Read my eyes Ken. Read my eyes.

Kane was relentless, “Sometimes you what?”

Kenny no more information. You’ve gone far enough. Just wave her off.

His mother entered the interrogation, “Kenny, sometimes you what? Answer us.”

“Sometimes we take our clothes off and stay naked in the woods.”

Not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I was sure he was going to tell then about our anal exploration with various objects. That would have been the end all.

My Mom entered the questioning, “Did anyone ever see you running around naked in the woods?”

“Sometimes, but we would run and hide when we heard or saw anyone coming. A couple of times people saw us running away.”

She wanted clarification, “How do you know they saw you?”

“Usually one of them says something like ‘Oh, look at those cute little boys. How beautiful. They don’t mind being naked’, or something like that. Sometimes you could hear them laughing. A few times they’d yell, ‘come back, come back’.”

The women laughed.

Another jab from Mrs. Kane, “Did they ever make you come to them so they could get a better view or feel your penises?”

“No, we kept running.”

Well it’s finally out. What are my parents going to do with that confession? Now, I can worry about that the rest of the day.

Click! click!

The Patterson’s Canon is getting a work out.

Mom suggested that, “Well maybe your mother and I can help you boys out with that whole naked challenge thing. How about we keep you naked at home? You can play naked for hours and strut your stuff around the neighborhood during the day. What do you think?”

I had to interject at that point, “I’m not doing that. Everyone will see us.”

Fully composed, my mother stated, “You, young man, will do whatever I tell you to do. If I want you to run around naked, you’ll run around naked. If I was you, I’d watch my mouth. You may just get what you don’t want. Besides, I suspect, you secretly want people to see you.”

Kenny’s mother wouldn’t be outdone, “Kenny, honey, what do you think? Wanna’ stay naked this summer? I know Grandma would love it. She used to like to see you running around naked outside when you were a little guy.”

Don’t press this issue further. Just try to change the subject.

Mrs. Kane was brutal, “I think, if I had a boy your age, I’d make him stay naked most of the time, especially so his sisters and their friends would have something to play with!”

She’s kidding, right? She wouldn’t let her girls do that. No, she just might.

“I think I’ll keep Jonathan nude all the time. But, wait, how do we protect the furniture and carpet from skid marks? Maybe only when he’s outside? That’s it he has to be naked whenever he’s out of the house. He can wear boxer underwear when he’s inside.”

What? She’s actually putting together plans for such a thing? I mean, I don’t think Jonathan will mind. He doesn’t seem to be the least bit embarrassed being naked. He doesn’t even care if the other kids play with his penis. But I do. This just won’t be a part of my daily agenda. Why doesn’t someone change the subject?

What’s with the clapping? Mom, why the clapping?

“I think Jack will share the game plan this summer. Great idea about the boxers—short, baggy leg openings and cut those pesky buttons off the flies. Yep, naked outside and clothed in the house. Jack, you are about to become the most popular boy in the neighborhood. Can’t wait to tell Daddy.”

Quit looking panicked. There’s time to argue your case with Dad. Just not here. Close your mouth. Act like you didn’t hear her. She’s teasing. She wants to embarrass you. She’s not serious. It’s gotta be against the law. Yeah, that’s it. It’s against the law. Whew!

Kenny’s mom half kiddingly added, “Well now, don’t be alarmed, Jack. Kenny will be right there with you.”

Now Kenny looked alarmed. I’ll share my thinking with him when we’re alone. They’re just scaring us.

Yikes, this is creepy. Mrs. Kane! What are you doing?

“I just love the feel of little boy parts. This one is extremely irresistible. Your mom’s right. You should be made to show it off”

Man, your fingernails scratched my balls. It didn’t hurt, but it isn’t comfortable. Let go of my dick. You’re a grown woman, you aren’t supposed to be attracted to young boys. You’re supposed to be disinterested in juvenile penises and things, aren’t you?”

“You know, Marge, if you do make him stay naked, we’ll have to get together more often. Say, every day?”

Hey, what about Kenny? He’s hard too. Go feel his, why don’t you?

She finally released me and turned to Kenny’s mother. “We need to schedule play dates. Between the two of them there’s more than enough to go around. Okay, you two boys sit together so I can get a group shot.”

Kenny quickly sat beside me on the patio wall. He put his arm around my back.

What’s with the smile, Kenny? Have you been paying attention? Quit being so eager to do what they tell you.

“Legs apart, boys. You know what we want to see. Spread ‘em.”

Kane is getting a little bossy. But, don’t correct her. Even the slightest feeling of disrespect will result in getting the belt right here and now. Just spread your legs and let them take the pictures.

“Okay, how about one with you guys kissing each other. Keep the legs wide so we can get it all.”

I’m not kissing Kenny. That’s completely gay. We’ll be destroyed if that ever happened and got out.

Mom took charge, “You heard Mrs. Kane. Kiss each other!”

I leaned over and gave Kenny a quick peck on his left cheek.

“No, no, no! On the lips. Kiss each other like you meant it. Don’t be so shy you’re both still little boys. Go ahead and kiss each other on the lips.”

Kenny came in and gave me a peck on the lips. Good enough. Now, leave us alone.

“Kenny isn’t Jack your best friend?”

“Yeah.”

“Then kiss him hard and long right on the lips. I’ll tell you when to stop. Oh, and keep those penises in sight while you do it.”

Mom, are you going to let her get away with that? What do you think Dad would say? I can’t believe you aren’t speaking up.

Kenny’s mom became impatient, “Do what Mrs. Kane said and do it right now!”

Kenny reluctantly put his hand behind my head and locked his lips on mine. Though we both kept our lips pursed with the kiss, it was still weird. I can’t remember having such a passionate kiss from my family members. Like he was told, he wasn’t going to let go until Mrs. Kane was satisfied.

Okay, okay! Let’s cut this thing short. Kenny back off.

“Jack, grab Kenny’s penis while he’s kissing you. Just grab it and pull on it a bit.”

Okay, lady, now you’ve crossed the line. I’m not going to pull his dick while he’s kissing me, or any time someone has a camera pointed at me. I’m not doing it.

“No! I’m not doing that!”

That response pissed off Mom a little bit, “Oh, yes, you are. That, my dear boy, was disrespectful and a session with the belt is close at hand. I won’t have my son talking to an adult like that. Now, do what she told you and do it right now!”

Guess I went a step too far. Grab Kenny’s dick. Maybe she’ll forget the belt, if you do as you’re told from now on. Good Lord, it’s stiff. Actually, it feels stiffer than when we play with each other during sleepovers. I could snap it like a tree branch it’s so stiff. Wonder if mine is that stiff.

“You aren’t kissing, boys. Kiss each other. Jack, keep holding Kenny’s penis. Oh, and this time open your mouths while you kiss.”

Who is this woman? Good thing she doesn’t have any boys. This is really gay. Do we have a cho...

I couldn’t finish the thought. Kenny closed quickly. His wet lips loosely locked on to mine. My lips automatically spread to meet his. There we were passionately lip locked while I played with his dick. Man did those cameras cut loose. Click after click.

“Ooooooo, gross,” Julie and Kim to the rescue. “That’s gross. It’s gay, Mom. Make them stop! Make ‘em stop!”

We didn’t wait. We used Julie’s interruption and broke the connection both at our mouths and hand to dick.

I never thought of you as being on my side, Julie. Guess I was wrong. Your timing was great and you saved me from a very uncomfortable situation. I’ll never let you know that though. But, thanks anyway. Hey, you even saved me from a whipping. Mom forgot about it. I owe you, sis.

Let’s not ever do that again. Wow, maybe I’m not gay.

“Okay all of you, go swim.” Mom was back in-charge.

Three hours later we were heading home. I grabbed my swim suit from the chair where it’d spent the entire day.

Mom stopped me, “Where are you going with that, Jack?”

What’s the problem now?

“I was going to put my swimsuit on. We are going home, aren’t we?”

“Weren’t you paying attention earlier?”

Oh shit, here it comes. She wasn’t kidding.

“No clothes ever this summer, unless Dad or I specifically allow it. And, then we’ll tell you what to wear. Give me the suit.”

She held out her hand and I put the trunks in it.

Our walk to the car which was parked at the curb was a shocker. I was scanning left and right as we walked. Even though there were no houses in sight, it was embarrassing.

Kenny was in the same predicament. And, I know Jonathan was too. Only difference was he didn’t care.

Just sit here in the backseat, stare out the window and keep your dick pinched between your thighs. How in the hell am I going to go from the car to the house when we get home? I sure hope Sue Randolph is either watching TV or visiting somewhere. If she sees me from her living room bay windows, her bedroom window or whatever, she’ll race over. Mom will let her pull my dick and she’ll tell everyone in the school about seeing me naked. God, that’d be embarrassing.

Certainly, Mom was just trying to scare me with that pronouncement about me staying naked all the time. Yeah, that’s it she’s trying to scare me. If she was serious, Dad will talk some sense into her. Yeah, he’ll save my ass for sure. Even if he had to be naked in all those places when he was a kid, he wouldn’t let her keep me naked at home and in the neighborhood. No, I can run from the car to the house and get some clothes on. If I go fast enough, even if Sue happens to see me, it’ll be a quick glimpse. All she’ll see is my bare ass. I can handle that.

Well, the moment of truth has arrived. We’re in the driveway and Mom’s just shut the car off.

“Jack, you need to get out and move the garbage cans to the curb. They’re going to be picking it up tomorrow morning and both cans are full.”

So much for running. Sue I sure hope you’re not looking out the window. Just keep the cans in front of you. Shield your dick from view. First, try to get out of it.

“Mom, I’m naked. All the neighbors can see me. What if Sue is home and looks out her window? I’ll never be able to live it down.”

“What did I just tell you to do?”

“Take the garbage cans to the curb.”

Mom was getting impatient with me, “Then do it! If Sue sees you all the better. She’s going to see it sooner or later. Maybe I’ll call her mother and invite them over for a ‘play date’. You know let her feel the goods as well as see them. How’d you like that?”

I shrugged my shoulders having been defeated by an angry mother and got out of the car. I plotted the most stealthy way to get to the cans. As I snuck to the far side of the garage where the cans were, Mom put salt in the wounds.

“Oh, and Jack, walk. No running. I wouldn’t want you to fall and hurt yourself. Besides, give the neighbors a chance to take in the view of their naked neighbor boy. Everyone likes to see a good looking boy naked. By the way, keep your hands away from your penis. Let it hang loose.”

Then that little shit, Julie had to rub it in. “Mom, can I go over and see if Sue’s home?”

She just wants to make sure I get seen. I’ll pound her ass if she does that. Who am I fooling, if I hit her, Mom would probably tie my ass to a tree in the front yard so everyone who passes can be entertained.

Okay, I got this. It’s pretty heavy. Geezzzz, I’m going to have to put the damned thing down for a minute. It’s pretty heavy. I don’t see any hint of life. Oh God, her comes a car. I’m standing here naked as the day I was born and someone’s coming down the street. I know I’ll shift around the side of the can, block my dick from view. Man, my knob is pressed against the cold metal can. Feels kind of refreshing. I’m hard as a rock. If I play this right all they’ll see is a boy naked from his waist up. Not a problem. What if they look in their rearview mirror after they pass? Oh, all they’ll see is a “rearview”. If I wasn’t so embarrassed, that’d be funny.

Good they went by without any sign of realizing my nakedness. Now lift and move the damn thing to the curb.

Whew, I could rest a minute, but not here. I need to go get the other can. Look, Mom’s watching me from the window. I think she’s watching to see if I run or try to cover. Better not. Shit, here comes Julie.

“Mom sent me out to help you with the garbage cans. You take one handle and I’ll take the other.”

Yeah, you guys would like that. I wouldn’t be able to hide my junk behind the can. I’d have to walk out there beside the can instead. Nope, I’m not that dumb.

“I can do it alone.”

“Mom said I was supposed to help you!”

“Okay, but we’re going to walk fast. Fast! Understand?”

As we walked to the curb, much more slowly than I’d planned, my hard dick swung back and forth with each step.

Julie had to dig into me, “You know your penis is pretty long. Why do they get hard like that?”

“Julie, leave me alone. Got questions ask Mom or Dad.”

I have to get my ass in the house. The damage so far has been minimal.

“Jack, Jack, wait! Turn around. Why are you naked?”

It’s Sue! How in the hell did she catch me? And, she’s got her cellphone pointed right at me. So much for pride at school next year!

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