By Jamie
Copyright 2020 by Jamie, all rights reserved
* * * * *Delayed Part 4
This story continues immediately on from the end of Delayed part 2.
Bobbie followed the girls upstairs reluctantly still naked but under clear instructions from his mum. The girls thought it was funny. He went into his bedroom to hang his medals up, he quite a collection now from various swim meets he had been to. The girls followed him in taking advantage of the fact that the kids were alone upstairs, and it was unlikely their mums would disturb them for a while.
Belinda smiled, "Bobbie do you think you could help us out?"
He shrugged his shoulders "what do you want? "
"Well we had lessons this term at school about boys and girls growing up but were only given pictures to look at. Can we look more closely at you know... " she paused trying to decide which word to use "well you know your willy please"
Bobbie looked at his sister and Chrissie standing looking sweet and innocent having asked a question which seemed in one sense so reasonable but in another not. " well I don’t know; you’ve seen it already anyway."
"But not close up, promise we won’t tell. Just for us".
He gelt quite excited by the idea but was unsure, "what if mum comes up?"
" We will hear her; anyway, they are chatting away downstairs. Lie on the bed please"
He acquiesced and did as he was asked. The girls knelt down either side of the bed for their first close up view. Chrissie tentatively reached out to touch the shaft. They giggled, "it feels the same as other skin".
Bobbie was uncircumcised so the head was completely hidden. His willy though was not going to stay in this state though if they continued to touch, he knew that and suddenly felt embarrassed though didn’t fully understand why. His sister touched the ball sack, "ooh I can feel the balls inside”; the willy responded, and the girls noticed it immediately
"It is getting bigger"
"Yeah it does” said Bobbie.
"I remember” said Chrissie “Mrs. Jones said that boys can have erections even before puberty. She said it was the penis getting ready and practicing."
The girls looked in wonder as Bobbie’s willy expanded and the head appeared, it hadn’t grown much but he was now clearly erect. He began to feel uneasy and wondered if this was a good idea after all, but it felt exciting and naughty and he had a nice tingling sensation.
"My sister says she’s seen an older boy’s willy and it can get really big" Chrissie said, her sister was 16.
"I wonder how big yours will get Bobbie?"
Belinda giggled, "we will have to check every so often Chrissie”. She looked at her brother’s face a little flushed as he lay there naked and erect in front of them, "you can be our practical biology lesson".
He blushed more adding, " shouldn’t you be getting ready for bed, mum might come up"
The girls looked disappointed but realized better safe than sorry. Chrissie reached out and touched him again giggling as she flicked it up and down, " such funny things, aren’t they?”
"Better go" said Belinda as they stood up and went to her bedroom leaving the boy lying there wondering what just went on and not sure if he liked it or not. He grabbed his pjs and put them on heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. What a strange day it had been.
The weekend passed quietly and so it was back to school on Monday. It was a normal day until lunchtime when the school’s weekly newspaper was produced, and there in full colour on the front page was Bobbie medals round his neck receiving the swimming cup from the Headmaster. Nothing wring in that except it was a full-length photo, so his willy was there front and centre for everyone to see. Bobbie was mortified especially as every boy would be taking a copy hone as well.
The class however thought it was hilarious and there was much teasing of the poor boy as he was now immortalized in print as the little boy who won the cup. He quickly realised that it wouldn’t just be those who were there at the gala who would see the picture but every boy 's family in the school. How could they do that to him? What made it worse was that everyone seemed to think it was okay - he had teachers congratulating him on his wins and some of the lady teachers remarking on what a fine looking boy he was. Big Duncan laughed, "you really are our naked wonder kid Bobbie".
At afternoon registration their form teacher told Bobbie that Mr. Moore would like to see him immediately after school at the PE office. The lessons passed slowly as Bobbie’s mind was elsewhere but eventually it was 330pm and everyone was packing up their school bags ready for home. Johnny Forster one of Bobbies friends looked at his mate as he put the school paper in his bag. "You know Bobbie my sister is going to grab this and put it on her bedroom wall! Sorry mate". Johnny’s sister had a thing for Bobbie and had told her brother how cute he was after seeing him swim on Friday. Poor Bobbie grimaced; Johnny’s sister was only 12!
He headed off to the PE office interested to hear why Mr. Moore wanted to see him. The office was in between the gym and the pool and was quite big, two desks, pictures of teams round the walls, its own shower room for staff and two big windows overlooking the gym on one side and the pool on the other. Bobbie knocked and was called in. Mr. Moore was chatting to a lady.
"Ah Bobbie great you got my message. Come in please. This is Mrs. Laura Sweeting; she is a swim coach and runs her own club and swim school. She was very impressed with your performance on Friday, her son is in year 6 here at St Dunstan’s." Bobbie said hello politely
Mrs. Sweeting smiled, "yes I thought you were excellent and fully deserving of the cup as the best overall swimmer, you should be very proud of yourself"
Bobbie blushed with the praise. "Thank you miss". He noticed she was holding a copy of the school paper
"An excellent picture do, I’m sure your parents are very pleased. Well I was thinking about you over the weekend and I contacted Colin, I mean Mr. Moore, to discuss some things and arrange to meet you. I run a swim team and from what I’ve seen you could be an excellent addition to the squad. It is only a small team currently 7 members who train at the pool at my home. Currently 4 girls and 3 boys from the area, one boy is in year 11 here at St Dunstan’s. I’d like to invite you to try out for us. Would that be of interest, we train twice a week though on Tuesdays after school and early Saturday mornings"
Bobbie thought this was great and enthusiastically said that he would be very interested.
"After practice on Saturday mornings I also run a swim school for younger children, and I’ve been looking for a helper and Mr. Moore tells me you have already done your life saving course and could fit the bill. We have children aged 5 - 11 usually but occasionally an older child who has never learnt to swim. I’m looking for a helper but also a swimmer with good technique who can demonstrate the strokes to the children"
Bobbie nodded in agreement.
"Great.” said Mr. Moore. “I thought it would be of interest to you. I’ve given Mrs. Sweeting your mums telephone number so they can talk about it as obviously you’ll need your parents’ permission. There is just one more thing Mrs. Sweeting needs to see, shall we go" he gestured to the lady and said " follow me" to the boy. They left the office went downstairs and turned in to the empty pool. The water lay still without a ripple on its surface.
"Now Bobbie Mrs. Sweeting would like to see your strokes close up, I’ve explained you do crawl and breaststroke well but not so good at back. Now be a good lad strip off please and hop in the water for us."
Bobbie had a surprised look at this order, instantly feeling self-conscious and embarrassed.
Mr. Moore smiled, "come on Bobbie it’s not as if Mrs. Sweeting hasn’t seen you naked before is it, she was watching you on Friday in action. Now strip off lad."
Bobbie wanted the prize of the swim club and the swim school, there was payment for helping, so he gulped and soon was standing there naked in front of the 2 adults, his lack of development clearly on show.
"Good lad, now hop in the water and give us 6 widths of front crawl and show how you can turn as well."
Bobbie set off across the pool performing good tumble turns at each end. Mrs. Sweeting was impressed with the stroke style but also with the turns as many youngsters took some time to master that technique. Breaststroke was next and after another 6 widths Bobbie was back at the edge of the pool.
"Now backstroke, I’ve told Mrs. Sweeting this is your weakest stroke, may be best to do a length so swim up to the top. "
Bobbie held the grips and then launched backwards in the stroke and swam in a fairly steady line back to the other end and then swam back."
“Right hop out” said Mr. Moore proffering the boy a towel. "What do think Laura?"
She smiled" you are right the boy shows great promise and the breast and front crawls are good. Back needs work and he needs to grow substantially before we can introduce butterfly, but overall very good Bobbie." she paused, "one last thing, can you step up here on to bench for me please, put your towel down, hands by your side"
Bobbie did as he was told, without question which pleased Laura as she liked her pupils to be able to take instructions. She looked over the boy’s body,
"Good arm length and already some sign of good muscle strength. His chest will fill out I’m sure in time but potential there. How old are you Bobbie? "
"14 Miss"
"A late developer indeed Colin. Any sign of penile growth yet?" she looked at Mr. Moore, " you said he was the last in the class"
Bobbie looked puzzled Mr. Moore laughed, "what Mrs. Sweeting is asking Bobbie is this, has your willy started to grow yet? That’s often the first sign of puberty starting "
The boy blushed, and his willy twitched. "Err a bit yes Sir. It is bigger."
He was very conscious of them looking at him and his willy expanded and rose to its erect state. Not big about 2 inches but still erect. He moved his hands to try and cover, but Mrs. Sweeting said firmly "keep them by your side boy"
He did as he was told, "perfectly normal Bobbie don’t worry. It looks like you are still some way off puberty but will eventually get growth of both arms, legs but also muscle which you need for swimming. Good. I think you fit the bill. I’ll give your mum a call and arrange for you to come and see the pool. Maybe tomorrow evening at the training session. Would you like that?"
The boy nodded enthusiastically despite the embarrassing erection.
Mr. Moore told him to finish drying off, get dressed which he did whilst the adults talked. They returned to the office where Mrs. Sweeting gave him sone paperwork and said she would all give his Mum a call whilst he made his way home.
"I look forward to seeing you soon Bobbie. And well done again."
Bobbie left the office and headed home full of excitement. This was a great opportunity for him. He tried to forget the embarrassment in the pool. Little did he realise that Laura Sweeting was an equally enthusiastic proponent of naked swimming for little boys. Back in the office the adults chatted over a cuppa, they were old friends. "Poor lad he must be so embarrassed by being late to puberty. He is a cute lad but still very much a boy Colin."
"Yes indeed, he wasn’t happy about the rules for the gala but he’s a biddable boy and didn’t kick up a fuss. Mind you if he had, I would give him a good spanking. Boys have to know their place"
"I couldn’t agree more"
By the time Bobbie got home the phone call had been made and everything agreed for him to go Mrs. Sweetings the next day after school. He went to bed excited about the prospect of joining the club. The next day’s lessons whizzed by and after doing 30 minutes of homework club, he was off on his bike to cycle the short distance.
The house was a large detached property at the end of a cul de sac. Whilst the Grays had a nice house, this was clearly on a different level. He had been told to enter through a side gate as the pool house was round the back. He pushed his bike through and saw the large wooden building ahead. Outside its front door were some bike racks and a noticeboard. He parked his bike picked up his bag and walked through the door into a lobby area. A big sign said, "Welcome to Sweetings swimming club”. He was in the right place.
There were three doors marked respectively Pool, Male and Female. He left his bag and walked into the pool area where he saw Mrs. Sweeting dressed in a tracksuit, she looked as he entered and smiled, "good you found it all right then. Welcome to the club Bobbie."
He smiled said hello and only then did he notice there was a boy in the pool. He recognised the boy so assumed it was her son. "We have finished Jason’s lesson, Bobbie. He’s my son and is in year 6 at your school."
He nodded and said he recognised him. "Hop out then Jason and show Bobbie where to change".
The boy did as he was told by his mother and it was of course then that Bobbie could see the boy was naked. Noticing his surprise, Mrs. Sweeting gave a small smile, we follow the same rules here as in school Bobbie. Now run along with Jason and get undressed. I have asked the team to come 10 minutes later so can spend a little time with you first. Off you go boys."
Bobbie dutifully followed the naked 12-year-old who chatted away pointing out the toilets, showers in which the boy stood under to wash whilst Bobbie got undressed. He was soon own to his pants and knew that once again he had no choice removing them to stand there naked.
"You were brilliant at the gala" said the younger boy, "hope I’m as good as you when I get to your age"
"I’m sure you will be with a pool to practice in everyday"
“That door leads to the pool; better not keep Mum waiting she is a stickler for time keeping. Good luck" said the younger boy still enjoying the warm shower. Bobbie grabbed his towel and goggles, pushed the door open into the pool and entered completely naked to meet again the woman who’d only examined his naked body the day before. He felt quite anxious and very exposed.
“Good boy” said Mrs. Sweeting as Bobbie entered and walked up to her self-consciously naked alone with this lady old enough to be his mother. She smiled reassuringly, “I like to see my charges on time and ready to swim as we don’t have long in each session. Each session is 1 hour. We start with the warmup on pool side and then in the water 250 metres swim, kick, swim basis. Then we concentrate on a particular skill and one stroke for that session, then discussion time before a fun activity to close before warm down swim. So, you will see everyone gets involved, leading the warmups, or choosing the game. We are only a small group, but everyone is focused on improving. There are 8 including you, 4 boys and 4 girls aged between 14 and 17. Today we will be doing breaststroke and concentrating on the kick. All ok, any questions Bobbie?”
He shook his head, “No Miss, that sounds really good. Can’t wait to start.” There was a bang of the outside door shutting and voices outside.
“Ah here they are, she looked at her watch all on time. Good.” She handed him a small folder to read which contained information all about the club, training, competitions they took part in etc. “Sit down and have a read whilst the others get changed.” He took the folder, looked around but there was no seating so laid his towel down and sat cross legged looking through the information.
Meanwhile in the two changing rooms the other club members were getting changed. There were 4 girls Kelly 17; Sarah 15; Miranda 15 and Lucy 14, whilst next door were Rob, 17; Andrew 16 and Logan 14. They all had been told by Mrs. Sweeting they had a new member and his name was Bobbie but that was all. All 3 boys had joined the team after puberty so seeing Bobbie naked wouldn’t be something that they would be expecting. They had seen Jason swimming nude a few times, but he was of course only a kid as far they were concerned.
The boys emerged first from their changing room chatting away clad in their tight fitting black speedos, holding towels and goggles. They walked towards where Mrs. Sweeting was standing consulting her training notes and saw Bobbie seated reading his folder. She looked up.
“Good afternoon boys, nice to see you all again, all raring to go, I hope. Let me introduce you to Bobbie our newest team member.” She signaled for Bobbie to stand up at which point it dawned on him that this was the point of no return, he would stand up and be on display not only naked but clearly a little boy in terms of his development. He gulped and decided to put a brave face and not cover up as that would make it worse. He stood up and the boys instantly saw the nakedness and his small willy.
Before Mrs. Sweeting could continue, Logan piped up, “Did he forget something Miss?”
“No Logan he didn’t. This is Bobbie, he is just 14 and on Friday was crowned the best swimmier at St Dunstan’s Prep gala. I was so impressed that I invited him to join us for a trial. Bobbie this is Rob, Andrew and Logan.” She deliberately made no reference to his nudity in her answer as now walking toward them were the four girls but unable to see Bobbie because he was hidden by the 3 other lads.
“Ladies please join us.” The lads parted to let the girls join the semi-circle and immediately they began to giggle.
“Miss he’s naked”
“I know Lucy. Listen up. Bobbie say hi to Kelly Sarah, Miranda and Lucy. As I have just said Bobbie has joined us for a trial after some exceptional swimming I saw last week. Yes he is naked, I am firm believer that a boy doesn’t need a costume until he has started puberty, hence why you see Jason swimming naked, so Bobbie as you can see has not started so he is naked. That’s is simple. No ifs or buts that’s the rule here. But it is also a rule of our team as you all know that we support each other and look out for one another, so please remember that. I’m sure Bobbie may be a little uncomfortable at the moment, so please make hm welcome. Understood.”
There a murmur of “Yes Miss” from the team members.
“Good let’s start with the warmup; Rob I believe it is you.”
Rob led the team in a series of warm up exercise and stretches which unfortunately for Bobbie did include some star jumps and running on the sport and Lucy couldn’t help herself staring at his willy as it jiggled up and down with the exercise. She just about stopped herself from giggling out loud again. After they were warmed up, they donned goggles and hit the water to swim 250 metres of front crawl.
The stroke they were concentrating on was the breaststroke and they were trying to improve their finishes to races approaching the end of the pool so that their two hands simultaneous touch required for breaststroke was smooth without the need for a double action. Bobbie found the time passed quickly and he was enjoying it. Everyone was friendly and he had been teamed with Andrew for the skills session.
“Time for some fun, whose game leader today?” asked Mrs. Sweeting.
Miranda put her hand up, “over to you then. What have you got planned.?”
Miranda had set up a search and find game. She had prepared 8 “bricks” which would sink it the bottom of the pool. 4 were red and 4 blue. The two teams, she decided girls v boys would be at each end of the pool and all with their backs to the water whilst Mrs. Sweeting randomly cast the bricks into the water spread across the pool. Each team member would take it in turns to dive in and find one of their coloured bricks and return it to their end and only once they had climbed out could the next one dive in. The winners would of course be the first to finish.
The two teams went to either end of the pol, the bricks thrown in and the game began with boys and girls diving in to retrieve a brick. Last to go for the boys was Bobbie and for the girls was Lucy. They dived in and began their search and saw that the two remaining bricks were very close. Bobbie duck dived down followed by Lucy who mischievously out of sight of everyone grabbed not her brick but his willy giving it a little tug , he dropped his brick she reached her own and started to swim back triumphantly to win the game. He climbed out of the pool a few seconds after her, blushing but not saying anything. The girls cheered and everyone came back to the centre. As they walked back Bobbie caught her eye, she grinned and mouthed the word “sorry”. He couldn’t help but grin himself.
Bobbie was told that it was a tradition could ask the losers to do a fun forfeit, the girls whispered together a lot of giggles and then Kelly went over to Mrs. Sweeting. She nodded smiling.
“Right everyone just the warm down swim please 10 lengths. The girls have suggested a fun idea, tell the boys what they have to do please Kelly.”
“Thanks Miss” said Kelly smiling broadly, “we are feeling sorry for naked Bobbie so we think the losers should swim the warm down naked as well. So, come on boys trunks off show us what you’ve got!”
The girls by this stage were laughing loudly, Mrs. Sweeting smiled, “all fair in love and war boys. Off with them and give us girls a show. Line up along the top of the pool and dive in on my mark.”
The group were sufficiently obedient and well trained not to argue and soon the girls and Mrs. Sweeting were able to have 4 naked boys in front of them. Rob and Andrew were well developed but Logan had only a small amount of hair and still a relatively small willy. After allowing the girls to have a good look, Mrs. Sweeting gave the go call and the boys quickly dived in and began their swimming followed by the girls. Soon the swim was done, and all climbed out of the pool, the dripping water trickling down the boy’s bodies to their hairy or not so hairy navels.
Lucy stood next to Bobbie as Mrs. Sweeting said some final words and when she had finished, Lucy said to him in a soft voice, “sorry Bobbie couldn’t resist, your willy is so cute.” With those words in his ears the groups went to the separate changing rooms.
Inside the boys changing rooms they hit the showers. The lads were friendly despite the forfeit, through Andrew looking more closely at Bobbie remarked, “mate I’m no expert on puberty but looks like you’ll be swimming nudie for a while.” The others laughed and Bobbie felt small, which of course he was, but smiled shrugged his shoulders, “yeah probably nothing I can do about it though is there.” Andrew patted him on the shoulder “yeah bummer. Mind you Logan here not that far ahead are you.” Logan scowled a bit at this, “I’m a big boy” he said rather unconvincingly! He jerked his willy a bit to show its bigger size compared to Bobbies “see big boy, little boy… no offence Bobbie but”
Bobbie kept a brave face and sucked it up, he wanted to swim and to be fair they weren’t being nasty just joshing. Another day of exposure was over.
Delayed Part 5
This story continues from where Delayed part 3 finished.
Sasha was feeling awful as he stood next to13 year old Casey. Both of them naked but clearly still little boys. Both of them wishing they were anywhere else but here in this camp which made them be naked.
"Sasha"
They turned and saw Grace and Dougie walking back towards them. She had a big grin in her face as she approached, a 12-year-old with 3 naked boys. Inwardly she felt this was so funny - 3 boys aged 11,13 and 14 naked but with little willies while she a 12-year-old girl was dressed and had already become a young woman. Ah well she thought their bad luck.
"Are you coming back for dinner Sasha? Mum says hurry up."
He shrugged "yeah. Ok.” He turned to Casey, "see you around, look after yourself"
Casey nodded at him, grimaced and headed off to his own hut, leaving Grace and her naked escorts to head back for dinner. After dinner was eaten and cleared away it was time for the age group meetings. Taylor and Dougie came to collect them and so the two groups, Grace and Dougie and the twins with Taylor headed down to the buildings by the shore. Taylor was telling the twins what activities they had been doing and that the group were pretty kool. With the twins there would be 13 of them 8 girls and 5 boys all aged 14 - 16. They arrived at the hall and as Taylor made to enter the building Sasha stopped. His face was the look of someone scared.
"I can't" he said in a juddering voice the high pitch adding to the obvious fact of his underdeveloped body, "I just can’t do it. It’s not fair."
Natasha took hold of his hand, " you can Sasha. I know it’s a bummer thing, but it is what it is, think of all the fun things we’re going to do and new friends we'll make. It will be fine".
"That’s easy for you to say sis. You’re not a ‘naked little boy’ " he said using his fingers to show quotation marks on the oft repeated phrase. "I’m sorry but everyone will make fun of me. I’m not going in". He crossed his arms and looked as if he was just about to burst into tears or run off.
Natasha tried again, "no they won’t I’m sure, Taylor here has been fine hasn’t he."
That was certainly true he couldn’t deny. Taylor chipped in " look mate no one’s going to judge you, there may be a few comments or giggles but once everyone gets to know you it will be okay. They are a good bunch".
As he finished speaking the door opened from inside and Troy the leader face appeared, "hi welcome, you coming in or going to stand out there all night. Everyone else is already here. Come on in."
He held the door open for him and against his better judgment Sasha found himself following Taylor and his sister into the large empty hall which was big enough for games such as basketball and indoor soccer. At the far end there was an open door into a side room where voices could be heard. Troy led them over to "the Den" - a big sign on the front said 14+, no kids!
Troy entered and spoke, " listen up guys like you to meet 2 more to the group alongside Cal. This is Natasha and Sasha.” Taylor entered , followed by Natasha and then poor naked Sasha. They were a few gasps and giggles as they took in the sight of the naked boy. Frances spoke,
"Welcome come in take a seat. Have a drink from the bar." Taylor asked the twins what they wanted and got them whilst they sat down, Natasha took a vacant chair whilst 2 of the girls grinning made space for Sasha to sit between them blushing and quiet.
"Great well that’s everyone, we will do some introductions in a minute but first a word from me" said Frances in an authoritative voice.
"This doesn’t happen often on camp for our age group, but it obviously can. Sasha is naked as per the rules which you all know. I expect everyone to be kind and treat him the same as everyone else. This is a holiday group and we are all to enjoy ourselves so please respect that. Everyone understand? Sasha, I know you are probably feeling embarrassed. Just relax and I’m sure you will have a great holiday. Let’s introduce ourselves. A quick intro from each of you starting with Taylor."
The intros were made - Taylor, Cal, Sasha, Ben and Alex were the boys with Natasha, Zoe, Joanna, Evie and 4 other girls. Troy outlined the programme for the coming week with sports, an overnight canoe trip to the island in the middle of the lake, and other outdoor activities whilst evenings indoor games, creative fun and just a chance to relax and hang out. This evening there was no set programme just time to meet, chat, have a drink - there were board games, music centre, table tennis table at one end of the room and table football at the other.
"And of course, finally and most importantly," he said smiling, "every morning at 8 there is my morning jog. A good run along the shoreline with some exercises at the end. Sets you up for the day. Join me if you can get yourselves out of bed!"
This was greeted by teenage groans but there was always a few each week who joined the fit young leader. That was the end of the formal stuff, and people started chatting. The girls on either side took advantage to chat to Sasha whilst obviously and clearly looking at his willy. Joanna and Evie were 15 and16 and old friends as their families had been coming to the camp for years. Evie asked if this was their first visit
"Yeah” said the nervous Sasha, "my mum chose it. Looks like a beautiful location and so much to do."
"Its great fun and everyone is so friendly" said Joanna. She paused as if weighing up in her mind if it was okay to ask. "Err did you mum like err tell you the rules you know about being naked?”
He shook his head "no she didn’t I just found out a few hours ago. I know why because I would refused to have come, got no choice now we are here have I?” He looked upset. Evie casually stroked his thigh, " “Hey don’t worry it will be alright. See Alex over there, he is my kid brother, your age, up ‘til last year he was naked. But then I suppose he’d been naked ever since we started coming here. You’ll be fine.”
Joanna tried to reassure the boy “anyway you’ve got nothing to be ashamed off. It’s a nice willy you’ve got there, quite big considering you haven’t started yet. Try and relax."
Sasha blushed and smiled weakly as the girls spoke to him desperately trying to make sure he didn’t get an erection, a battle he was sure to lose at some point especially if Evie continued to stroke his thigh.
"Well I think you are being very brave" she said. She looked up and saw some games starting, "lets join in the table tennis.” A game of round the table was starting, "come on" she said standing up and holding out her hand. Sasha accepted the offer, glad of something to do that might distract him from his nudity.
The game involved the whole group who stood round the table tennis table in a circle. The first person served the ball over and then put the bat down whilst at the other end someone returned it, next person picking the bat up and hitting the ball etc. You were out if you missed from your turn which meant as time passed those left had to run quicker and quicker to get to the other end for their next turn. Soon it was down to four of them including Sacha. The group watched and some laughed as his willy bounced up and down as he ran.
Evie turned to her bestie Joanna, "So cute shame he can’t squirt yet but still fun to play with.” Joanna nodded in agreement, this holiday just got a whole lot better. After the game, another group were playing table football, others chatting and Sascha found himself with the 2 girls, and Alex.
"Alex tell Sasha it will be okay for him. After all you were a nudie last year"
"Don’t remind me" sighed the boy who was a bit taller than Sasha, but clearly only just starting to bloom. In fact, puberty had only started a few months earlier, he had been really scared as the holiday approached that he would be nude again so was mightily relieved that he wasn’t. He looked at the naked lad, felt sorry for him but it stopped short of going further, let someone else take their turn in humiliation ' he thought.
"It gets better Sasha " he said, "you get used to it after all its not your fault, you can’t make your body change. The group is fine, everyone’s really nice, the really embarrassing people are the mums and older ladies, they try and treat you like a little kid."
The girls laughed, "do you remember last year that lady who thought you were only 11" said his sister.
"God she was awful. " he shuddered
Evie laughed. “Kept on going on to my mum about how cute he looked, and how it was so good that little boys could play without worrying about getting their clothes dirty. She spoke to you into that little sing song voice. So funny."
"No it wasn’t!” Alex replied crossly
His sister smiled , " aww don’t be angry little brother, you are a big boy now.” She leaned in conspiratorially so as to not be heard by others around, "did I tell you Jo mum made him strip off and inspected him before we came to check he was no longer a boy."
"No way" said Joanna. Sasha looked astonished and stared at Alex who nodded in confirmation.
“bloody embarrassing or what. I thought at one point she was not going to believe me."
Evie laughed, "he was saved by the sticky sheets weren’t you Alex"
Joanna laughed, "you poor boys. Everything on show for us to see. You must show us Alex that you are a man" she teased.
Alex stared daggers at his sister and her friend, he turned to Sasha, " fancy a drink mate" and led him away before the girls could say anything more embarrassing.
As they got themselves some coke, Sasha asked him, " did your mum really do that? How awful"
"Yes, she did but it was worth it else I’d be standing naked with you mate. Only got a few hairs down below and voice goes all over the place at times. Ignore the girls they like to tease but pretty harmless. You’ll be fine. The leaders here are great, it’s the other older ones who treat you like a little kid. Don’t matter you may be 13 or 14, as far as they are concerned you are a little boy and they act like tat - define you by your willy!"
Sasha was quiet taking it all in. He looked over and saw his twin chatting away to Taylor and Cal. "Let me introduce you to my sister Alex.” They walked over and joined the others. Natasha was clearly enjoying the attention of the two boys. Sascha introduced Alex to Cal and Natasha. Cal looked him up and down
"Got used to it yet Sasha? "
"Getting there suppose" he replied
"My kid brother Casey whose 13 is raving angry at my folks, he was shouting back at the hut saying he wasn’t going to go anywhere. Not fair, how could they he was screaming"
"Wow" said Alex ," I’d be too scared to argue with my parents"
"Well he’s got a sore arse now, my dad said to him that by his tantrum he was proving he was a silly little boy, pulled him over his lap and gave him a good spanking.
Alex and Taylor laughed, "not good to argue here. All the adults are fully signed up to the programme " said Taylor.
"Casey realizes that now, his bottom was bright pink. God he must be embarrassed with those kids in his group. Serves him right thought so annoying at times."
Natasha looked at her brother sympathetically smiling reassuringly, but in one thing Cal was right, she and Sasha were exactly the same age but for 5 minutes, but at times she was mature, and he acted like an annoying little kid. Well everyone could see that he was one, might make him better for it. She didn’t realise that she was even after less than a day at the camp agreeing with the programmes principles that little boys didn’t need clothes and if naughty a good spanking was in order. She thought to herself, I’d like to see a boy get spanked.
Cal turned to Sasha, "well mate sure you will be fine." He paused, thinking " he’s about the same height and build as my bro, I think it would be great to see them wrestle, do you do that at school Sasha?"
Sasha couldn’t quite believe what Cal had said, and before he could respond his sister helpfully said that he did wrestle at school. “Great” smiled Cal, “I’m sure everyone would enjoy seeing you two. Have to think of a prize for the winner!”
Alex looked at the naked boy and thanked God that he was no longer like poor Sasha, still he had to endure some humiliation lats year so he could enjoy himself more. The por boy was still coming to terms with everything and it was only day 1, still 13 more days to go. Two weeks naked was going be hard but he would get used to it.
The evening continued and slowly Sasha began to reax as he got to know all the others, they were indeed all friendly and apart form the odd comment or two he was fine. Towards the end he was back on the sofa chatting with Evie and Joanna, and his sister, and the girls were asking about being twins. They were very close but had over the last year or so kind of drifted apart as they became teenagers. When little they used to share a bedroom and did everything together, but now of course growing up had changed all that.
“of course, now Im a young lady “ Natasha said in a posh voice, “ one needs ones privacy from the prying eyes of boys.” The girls all laughed, as she continued “ but of course little boys have no need of privacy, do they Sasha.”
He looked at his sister in astonishment and it downed on himt at sh efudthe whole naked thing funny and was enjoying his embarrassment. Joanna suggested, “ well perhaps you will have to cntue this regime when yu get home, by then you will be well used to it Sasha. “
Evie warming to the subject added, “ and when he starts puberty, he will have to prove it in order to get his clothes”.
Sahsa sat tere open mouthed as they joked. “we really mus get Alex to prove himself “ said Joanna. “and Saha can watch to see what a man can do!”