The Naked Model

The Naked Model 5

By Kahuntwm

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The Naked Model, Part 5
by kahuntwm

Cmnm, Cmnf, Oon, embarrassment & humiliation, incest

Quinton Evans, age 12
Molly and Mike Evans, parents
Paula, twin sister to Quinton
Ali and Alicia Evans, 16, twins and sisters to Quinton and Paula

Although Molly was very satisfied at how the family was reacting to the recent events, she found herself personally unsatisfied. She had seen all her children in the nude and had even touched them, but it wasn’t enough. In particular, it wasn’t enough for her when it came to her twelve year old son Quinton. It wasn’t as if she wanted sex with him because she didn’t. Her husband Mike made her sexually fulfilled and she didn’t need or want any of her children to add on to that.

No, her feelings toward Quinton were not fulfilled because everything with Quinton - posing for the paintings, waiting on the family, and being tickled - were rather public and therefore somewhat sterile. The main idea was to embarrass him when he was naked. However, she wanted a more personal relationship with her son. While seeing him naked while participating in these activities was a wonderful experience, she wanted a situation where it was just she and he, with him naked, being together - a tender mother and son moment - perhaps, just giving Quinton a long hug without worrying what someone else was thinking when she hugged him. She wanted to hug her son when he was all naked and when she could touch him wherever she wanted and have him love her for it, especially when he was embarrassed by his nakedness..

The opportunity came one night when she was ready to go to bed. Mike and the girls were already asleep when she checked on her son. So she opened the door to his bedroom and the light shined on his bed. She gasped at what she saw. Quinton was asleep, laying on his side, with one leg over and up a little so that his butt was prominently exposed. And best of all - Quinton was naked!

She quickly but quietly came into the room and put on a small desk lamp. Quinton did not move - he was in a heavy sleep. Molly sat on the bed and just stared at her naked son. She placed a hand on the boy’s right ass cheek and felt its softness and smoothness - skin like silk. She saw that she now had a chance to check out one part of her son’s body that she hadn’t really been able to see - his little orifice that lay between his butt cheeks.

Carefully, so as to not awake him, she separated her son’s asscheeks and suddenly, there in all its glory, was Quinton cute butt hole. She just focused on her son’s entrance into his body and smiled at the fact that she was looking right at a part of his body that he probably didn’t want anyone to look at. But while Molly loved checking out his asshole, she felt unfulfilled because she wanted Quinton to know she was checking him out, and that she loved what she saw - not that she just loved looking at assholes, but that she loved looking at his asshole. So, she gently shook Quinton and touched his face and he slowly woke up.

Quinton looked over his shoulder and saw his mom just sitting there. “Mommy, is anything wrong?”

“No, dear, everything is very good.”

“Whoa,” the boy suddenly exclaimed, “I’m naked.” He began to pull the covers over him to cover up his nudity.

Molly stopped him and said “No, son, do not pull on the sheet - I want you to stay perfectly naked.”

Quinton did not know what to think of that. He just stared at her and watched as she kept looking down on his naked ass. Then he felt her pull on his shoulder so that he would by laying on his back. “Mommy please don’t. I am naked.” When he was turned over, he covered his boyhood with his hand. But his mom gently pulled his hand off his genitals and she just stared at his cock and balls.

Quinton couldn’t understand his feelings. His mom had already seen him naked, several times, in fact. So why did he feel so embarrassed? Then he realized that before, it was more public and here it was more private. And she wasn’t just looking at his nudity, she seemed to be focusing on his privates with a hyper intensity, as if she was devouring him with her eyes and seeing every inch of his cock and balls.

“Oh, sweetie,” Molly said, “your penis and balls are so fucking beautiful, so precious, and so soft.” The boy felt his mom’s fingers touch his balls. He couldn’t move - he could only look and feel. Quinton closed his eyes when he felt mommy’s fingers play with his two little balls. His body jerked a little as if a small electric shock had struck him.

Then mom pulled his leg up and placed it on the other side of her so that she sat between his legs with his genitals just hanging there. Quinton watched his mom just look at his naked boyhood and watched as she rested his testicles in the palm of her hand. His body again jerked a little when he felt mommy’s fingers take hold of his penis and groaned as she began to stroke his cock and make it larger.

“Mommy - what are you doing?”

“I am making you feel good,” she replied. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Oh, gosh no,” he said with a tinge of excitement in his voice. Then in complete wonderment and surprise, he watched his mommy lean down and kiss his balls and then began to lick his entire scrotum. He closed his eyes as he felt his balls go completely in his mommy’s mouth and he just rested still as he felt his balls being sucked on as one would suck on a candy. Then she released his balls and began licking his now very hard two and a half inch cock.

But while Quinton loved the sensations he was feeling, he remained very embarrassed at what was happening. Here he was, stark naked, and his mom was touching everything that he had thought would be private. Of course, he knew from the events around his posing that everything on his body was now anything but private. But now, what his mom was doing was more intimate, and if he could verbalize it, he would realize that his mommy was making love to his sex organ, in a most intimate manner.

Was Quinton embarrassed? Greatly. Was he humiliated? Not as much because it was his mother doing this to him. Did he feel conflicted? Very. He was embarrassed but he did not want his mother to stop. It felt so good as his mom lifted or moved around his tender scrotum or touched his sensitive perineum, and especially when she ran her fingers down his butt crack and massaged his cute anus. But touching was only as far as his mother would go. She wanted to know her son’s body in the most intimate way, but did not want to go beyond touching.

But as mom looked at her naked son, she thought that a boy this beautiful, with this magnificent sex organ, should not be a joy kept only to herself. Quinton, she decided as she covered him up and left the room, should be shared with her friends and his friends. And watching him being embarrassed was one of the wonders of her world. So Molly got to work.

First thing she arranged was a joint birthday party for Quinton and his twin sister Paula. Of course, Quinton would be naked that day although he was unaware of that when Molly told the twins about the party. Besides the family, thirty children (and their parents) from the twins’ classes would attend. In the country of Loath, Molly was required to inform the parents of any nudity at the party but none of the parents objected and all kept the required secret as dictated by law.

Quinton and Paula were very excited about their birthday party. Then the day before the party Molly informed Quinton and Paula that the boy would have to be naked for the party. Quinton’s excitement about the party diminished considerably when he heard that.

“What do you mean? Why do I have to be naked?”

“Well,” Molly replied, “that wasn’t the intent when your father and I arranged this party. But the children, who are your classmates, had heard about the nudity at the art show and...well...since others had seen you naked, they wanted to see you naked as well.”

“Why me?” Quinton asked. “I am not that special - it seems very weird.”

“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, brother?” Paula asked incredulously.
“You are fucking beautiful. Everyone would like to see you naked.”

“Well, I don’t want to be seen naked at my own birthday party - so there.”

“Tell you what?” mom said. “Let’s compromise. You will start by wearing a loincloth.
Just the flaps - one in front and one in back. Begin it that way.”

“That doesn’t really solve the problem, does it?” the lad said.

“No,” Molly said, “but it leaves you with a little control over it.”

“Maybe - but wait - are all our friends coming?”

“Yes - with their parents.” Molly said.

“Well, that means the boys are coming, too.” Quinton reasoned. “Now, except Jimmy Payton and maybe Eric Connor, who I am pretty sure are gay, the boys aren’t going to care if I am naked or not. So, how about if Paula goes naked, or wears a loincloth?”

“Good point,” Molly said. “We want the boys to have a good time at the party, don’t we, Paula?”

Now Paula was a little different than her twin brother. While he was very embarrassed when people saw him naked, Paula sort of enjoyed the thought that people want to see her naked. And she did like to be admired. After all, she was just as beautiful as her pretty twin brother.

And so it was decided. Paula also would wear a loincloth. But, in theory she would need a top - or so mom thought.

“Why would she need a top?” Quinton asked. “I mean you can see her breasts a little but her boobs are not really pronounced.”

“I agree with Quinton,” Paula said. “Next year I might need to wear a bra, but not yet.”
She and Quinton laughed at that.

“Still,” Molly said, “people would expect girls to wear something up there. Even small children at the pool wear swimming bras. Tell you what. We will make you a flap that will wrap around your breasts but not be attached at the bottom.”

So it was agreed and the day came when the party would begin (it went from 5:00 to 8:00). After everyone was settled down on the giant deck of the secluded house, Molly welcomed everyone and then brought out Quinton and Paula. When the parents and their children saw what the two were wearing, they clapped and cheered and burst into the ‘Happy Birthday’ song. Then the games began, beginning with volleyball. Quinton was not pleased with that choice - it would be hard to keep his loincloth flaps from - well - flapping all around.

Because there were about thirty children, Molly and Mike set up four teams, each one having an equal number of boys and girls. The two teams not playing sat with the parents as everyone watched, cheered, and socialized. Of course, when Quinton played everyone kept their eyes on him and were rewarded when his loincloth flaps flipped up and they could get a quick glimpse of his bouncing cock and balls, and his bouncing butt cheeks. It was so cute and half the fun was watching how embarrassed the boy was.

When these two teams finished, the others began playing and this time all eyes were on Paula. Her smooth and precious vagina was not always easy to make out even when fully exposed. And she was careful how she jumped and how she used her legs. No way was she going to spread her legs so that her pussy would open up. However, she could not hide her breasts as the cloth covering them moved quite a bit. Her breasts were not, at the age of twelve, very developed but her small mound with her petite nipples offered enough to excite the male population.

Something special happened to Quinton while the second game was going on. He had gone into the house to use the bathroom and when he finished, he was walking through the living room to get outside. But standing there was Georgia Atkinson, one of Quinton’s oldest friends. They had known each other since pre-k and had spent the previous school years being partners in projects and labs. They were very close, sharing secrets, and looking out for each other. But, given their ages, there was never anything sexual between them. Until now.

“Georgia,” said the surprised boy, pointing to the hallway, “the bathroom is through there.”

“I’m not looking for the bathroom - I am looking for you,” she said.

“Why? Is there a problem?”

“Oh, no,” Georgia replied, “I am having a great time. We have been friends forever, haven’t we?”

“Of course,” Quinton said. “We are ‘best friends’, aren’t we?”

“Yes, so I was hoping you would let me see you up close,” she said.

“You are seeing me now,” the clueless lad said.

“I mean under your loincloth,” Georgia said quietly.

“Oh,” the boy said. Now he was getting the picture. ‘What to do?’ he thought. She was one of his closest friends and he didn’t want to lose her, or insult her as if he didn’t trust her. Well, he thought, she has seen me before.

“I mean,” Georgia piped in while Quinton was thinking things out. “I have never seen a boy’s thing up close and I have often dreamed of seeing you, as my first boy.”

George slowly walked toward Quinton while she said that and soon was standing right in front of him. “Please, let me see you,” she said.

Quinton meekly shook his head and began to breath heavily. Georgia took the head shake as a ‘yes’ and quickly kneeled in front of the lad. She lifted the flap, and there, in front of her eyes, was the object that she had dreamed of seeing - Quinton’s precious sex organ. She stared at it for a minute.

“Is it yuky?” he asked quietly.

“Gosh, no, Quinton,” Georgia said. “It is beautiful. Can I touch it?”

“I guess, if you really want to,” he replied. Quinton stood naked in front of his longtime friend, feeling great embarrassment. But then he felt Georgia’s fingers hold his cock and then felt her holding his sensitive balls. God, he thought, that feels good. But he then felt an erection coming on and that was a bit too much.

“You need to stop, now, or it will grow.”

“That is okay,” Georgia said, “I want to see that, too.”

“I understand that, I guess,” he said. “But I will have to go outside in a couple of minutes, and I can’t go back out if I get a hard-on.”

“But I have never seen one, all hard and stuff,” she pleaded.

As she took her hands away, Quinton brought the flap down so he was covered. “If you really want,” he said, “maybe later in the party, you and I could go off together. Only if you want.”

Georgia kissed the boy and said “I so much want to.”

“Do I get to see you, sometime?” Quinton hesitatingly asked.

“Well...I hadn’t thought of that?” Georgia said, “I will have to think about that.”

While this was going on, Paula was having her own experience. The boys at the party were most interested in her and could catch glimpses of her private areas as her flaps moved up and down. Larry Connor and Steven Kenner each had known Paula forever, and now they wanted to get to know her better. During the break before the cookout, the boys cornered Paula and asked if they could see her privately. So the three moved off to a wooded area.

“Paula,” Larry said with a wicked smile, “okay if we can look underneath your loincloth - you know, look in more detail?”

Now Paula wasn’t like her twin brother - she no longer was feeling embarrassment in situations like this. She liked the idea of being admired and letting her friends see her most intimate parts. But she would want something in return.

“I guess that is okay, Larry,” she said, feigning reluctance. “But I get something in return.”

“Sure, I guess,” Larry said. “What is it?”

“I get to see your little cocks,” Paula replied.

Well, the boys were a bit taken back. Being the same young age as Paula, they hadn’t figured out that what they were asking Paula to do would almost certainly be required of them. Well, dumb is dumb and the boys were trapped.

“Why would you want to do that - you see your brother naked all the time,” Steven said.

“Because my sisters tell me that each boy’s thing is a little different from other boys.”

“Okay, I guess,” Larry said. “But you have to get completely naked - everything off.”

‘Everything’ was only two items and Paula quickly was standing completely naked in front of the two lads. Each boy stared at the girl’s smooth vagina. “Hey,” she said, “off with your clothes.”

When the boys stripped, their embarrassment was very obvious, causing Paula to laugh. Logically, what Paula asked of them should not have been a problem since she had already stripped. But logic is emotion and emotionally, the two lads were very embarrassed as they watched her stare at their cock and balls.

And Paula liked what she saw. Larry’s cock was a bit longer than either Quinton’s or Steve’s. And his balls were tighter than the ball sacks of the other two. Still, very, very cute. Steve’s equipment looked more like her brother’s - not quite as long but a little thicker. And his balls, like Quinton’s, hung more loosely and lower. As far as Paula was concerned, these two boys were among her best friends and both. Therefore she loved everything attached to their bodies.

The three knew that they didn’t have long. She granted permission to each to briefly touch her bosoms and to feel her pubic mound. In turn, she got to hold each boy’s balls and stroke each boy’s penis. It was a very special moment for all three. Like Quinton and Georgia, Paula, Larry, and Steve spent the rest of the day with a glow to their contenances.

The cookout was held on the large outside patio and Quinton and Paula had the job of taking everyone’s order and bringing the food to where each family had settled down to eat. Naturally, the beautiful twins had to be naked for this.

Obviously, everyone’s eyes were on the two children as they walked between tables delivering drinks and taking orders. Quinton, who had not previously been seen naked by this particular group of fellow students and their parents, was in a particular difficult form of embarrassment. Mothers of classmates, whom he had known for years, kept staring at his genitals as he came to their tables.

Mrs. Anderson, mother of Helen, could not resist Quinton’s nudity. As he was taking orders, she would look at him and then purposely look down at this cock and balls.

“Oh, Quinton,” she said with a wicked smile, “I knew you were very cute but this is beyond all that. You have the perfect little cock and your precious balls are absolutely breathtaking.” Then she reached down and cradled the boy’s testicles in her hand. Poor Quinton - when this happen he saw Helen looking right at his sex and he knew she was wishing she could tug on his penis.

This situation repeated itself several times as Quinton waited on the tables of the families of his classmates who were girls. By the time the dinner ended, each mother and each daughter had in someway commented on Quinton’s sex organ and ass, and had in someway touched or fondled him. Needless to say, the boy got a hard-on which also constituted wonderment.

Paula, who served the tables of the families with male classmates, suffered the same embarrassment. Except she didn’t really suffer, as such, as she welcomed the touching. For instance, she was thrilled when both Mr. Easel and Mrs Easel touched her pubic mound and rubbed their fingers down labia. And their son, young Billy, also got to touch his classmate’s intimate area, thereby furthering his education.

Before the event closed, Quinton had a promise to keep with young Georgia. The naked boy took her hand and the two snuck off to his bedroom and there, he watched as Georgia stripped her clothes and Quinton finally saw his long time friend in her natural state. He kneeled in front of her so that he could closely see her young vagina. His soft fingers as they gently massaged her mound excited her beyond measure. For the boy, he soon was fully erect.

It was now her turn to kneel in front of the boy and she touched his warm and pulsating erection. Suddenly, she leaned close and kissed Quinton penis crown head and licked the crown. Then he stood her up and kneeled in front of her and licked her viaginal crack. A call from downstairs ended this erotic affair and Georgia quickly dressed and the two, holding hands, rushed down the stairs.

The night had come to its conclusion and families gradually left the party. As each one left, Quinton and Paula, both still beautifully naked, stood at the door to thank everyone for coming. When everyone had gone, the family just stood by the doorway. Ali and Alicia were off to another party - one just for older teenagers.

So Molly took her naked son, and Mike took his naked daughter and they all went to the patio. They all sat on the large couch -mom with son sitting in front of her between her legs, and dad with daughter in the same manner. They sat and talked and while they did so, Molly took her hand and held her Quinton’s little sex organ. Mike took his hand and gently rubbed Paula's smooth vagina.

A family, brought together by nudity, was now very close. And Quinton, the shy boy, was now more open and more human. Still shy? Yes. Still embarrassed? Yes. But he now was in control of his emotions and ready to face the world. What can one say?

{End of Part 5; there will be a Part 6}

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