By Kahuntwm
Copyright 2021 by Kahuntwm, all rights reserved
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The Naked Model,
Part 6
by
kahuntwm
Quinton’s
nudity leads to special and intimate moments with his family and
teachers.
Quinton Evans, age 12-13 (in this chapter)
Molly
and Mike Evans, parents
Paula, twin to Quinton
Ali and
Alicia Evans, age 16-17)
Alex and Andrew, boyfriends of Ali and
Alicia, same age.
Mrs. Heston, foreign language teacher
and Quinton’s favorite teacher.
Mrs Clare Elliott, social
studies teacher and another favorite.
Miss Overton, headmistress
of school
Miss Jess Swazy, art teacher
Mr Harry Swanson,
rich math teacher and a proud gay person.
CFNM, OON,
incest, embarrassment and humiliation.
In the days
following the birthday party for the twelve year old twins, Molly and
Peter were astounded at the change within the family. The children
had always been close to each other but now the hugging and kissing
increased. Not, alas, the nudity. Spontaneous nudity didn’t
seem to
be in the genes of the children. Also, each child had seen the other
three naked so the novelty had worn off. .
Quinton, as the
only boy, was the most reluctant of the four. Despite having been
naked in front of his family and most of his friends, and in front of
his teachers and other adults whom he knew, he still was overwhelmed
by his emotions - he still felt embarrassed..
Quinton did
not know it, but change was in the air because mom and dad decided
that they wanted to go to the next level. That did not mean that
they, the parents, would commit incest with their children (i.e.
incest here meaning sexual relationship with their children beyond
the touching that had already occurred) but perhaps watching the
children in their sexual relationships - either with each other or
with their friends.
“I would love to see Quinton
masterbating,” Molly said to Mike when they were discussing
the
possibilities.
“It won’t be long but I don’t think
he is at the spot where he can masterbate - he is just too young and
still behind his twin sister in sexual development.”
“I
understand, but I can dream, can’t I?” Molly asked.
“Indeed,”
Mike replied. “I also dream of that and I would love to see
Alicia
and Ali all naked and perhaps see them lose their virginity.”
“I
won’t be too long,” Molly said. “They
turn seventeen next week
and they are very mature for their age. When I saw them while posing,
they looked like they were twenty. And both girls were in a serious
relationship.
Later, Mike thought things through and knew
he didn’t want sex with his daughters, but he did want to
more
closely investigate their bodies and to see their bodies perform.
Ali’s boyfriend Alex and Alicia’s boyfriend Andrew
were a lot of
fun. Previously the two young men (just turned seventeen) had no
hesitation getting naked with their girlfriends and in front of him
and Molly. And Mike, as he discovered when he saw his naked son and
later his naked nephew Clarence, that he had a minor strain of
gayness about him. He was aroused by the nudity of Clarence and his
son Quinton and even more so when he saw Alex and Andrew in the nude.
Perhaps his minor strain of gayness was more than minor. How could it
be? After all, he was very turned on by his daughter’s
nudity,
also.
Then he decided: who the fuck cares? He loved
looking at the nudity of them all.
So, mom and dad discussed
ways that they could see the children naked more often, and then, how
to get Ali and Alicia in a situation where they could see the young
ladies perform, as such. He knew neither Ali nor Alicia, nor their
boyfriends were embarrassed being naked and all, but if Molly and he
were clever enough, they could get all four as embarrassed as hell.
The girls’ upcoming seventeenth birthday provided them with
an
idea.
That night, after Quinton and Paula were sent to
bed, Molly and Mike had their two older daughters sitting on the
couch.
“This will be a quiet birthday party for you two
and involve just our family and your two boyfriends, Alex and Andrew.
These two still are your boyfriends, right?”
“Of
course, and I speak for Alicia, too,” said Ali.
“We
were talking to each other just the other night,” Alicia
said, “and
although we still are rather young, we think our boyfriends are going
to be the ones for us.”
“Now,” Mike said, “they
just turned seventeen a month ago, right?”
“Yes,”
Ali said, “and they are cute as can be.”
“They are
adorable,” Molly said. “You know, I fell in love
with them when
on the night we had all the tickling (in Part 4), both joined in and
stripped without any hesitation. And they each had a mavelous sex
package.”
“Are you thinking that we and the boys will
get naked for the party?” Ali asked.
“Dad and I are
hoping,” Molly said. “After all, we all in the
family have seen
the two boys naked and even tickled them.”
“I know
they would love to participate,” Alicia said.
“But we
might want more than just touching,” Mike said.
“Like
what?” Ali asked.
“‘Like’ we would like you to
simply trust us,” Molly said.
On that magic day, Molly
arranged for Quinton and Paula to be with their friends for a day
trip and they would return that evening for the birthday celebration
for Ali and Alicia. The younger twins were unaware that the party, as
such, would begin earlier without them.
Around 3:00 PM on
a cloudy day, Ali and Alex, and Alicia and Andrew had settled down on
the patio with Molly and Mike, who began the discussion.
“Knowing
that we have seen all four of you naked, and knowing that you all
seem to be comfortable with each other and with your Mrs Evans and
me, , may I suggest you four have a nice swim in our pool. I was
thinking skinny dipping might be nice and we would certainly enjoy
being lifeguards for that.”
Needless to say, neither of
the boys had any objections, so the four stripped down and walked to
the pool. Mike was beside himself. His twin daughters had a cute walk
where their ass cheeks moved and bounced with each step. Their bosoms
also were pert and moved gracefully with each step. When he looked at
the young men, he stared at each lad’s sex organ which did
their
own flopping around. The half hour swim involved diving and other
activities, so Mike had quite a bit of time watching the. But then,
he wanted more.
Molly also greatly enjoyed watching the
four naked teenagers frolicking around in the water. She wished
Quinton and Paula were in the water, too, but these four were very
beautiful and Molly was very satisfied. And she was excited about
what came next, a ‘spin the bottle’ game that would
require each
child to perform some act that she was sure would embarrass the hell
out of each. For Mike had created a sex ‘spin the
bottle’ game
where each child, when she or he lost, would have to pick a card from
the pile. Mike and she had worked hard on those cards. Of course,
each child would have to be willing to play the game and follow the
instructions on the cards. No one would be forced.
“Hey,”
Mike said, as his daughters and their boyfriends had finished drying
themselves off and getting settled on the blanket he had laid out.
“Want to play a spin-the-bottle game? Might involve some
touching.”
The four of them laughed but the two boys did have some reservations,
as did the girls.
“Ah, Mr. Evans,” Alex said, “no
offense, but we feel awkward if you and Mrs Evans were
watching.”
“We understand that,” Molly said, “but
you all are so cute and it would be so much fun for us to watch.
“I
think what Alex means,” Ali said, “was that some
things should be
kept private, as such.”
“We understand that but we
hope you will allow us to watch,” Mike said. “We
will not be
participating, but just watching our daughters enjoying themselves
with their boyfriends.”
“And as far as the game goes,”
Molly said, “Mike and I made up the cards. Let us stay for
the
beginning and at any time one of you feels awkward, ask us to leave
and we will.”
Alex said that he and Andrew would like to
discuss all this privately.
“What do you think?”
Andrew asked.
“I kind of like the idea of Mrs. Evans
watching. And I like Mr. Evans a lot. He has been very nice to us.
Besides I think he is a bit gay and this game would be fun for
him.”
While the boys were off deciding that they would
go through with this game, Ali had her own doubts.
“Well,
daddy,” Ali said, “I would be nervous if you and
mom were
watching. I bet Alcia would be nervous, also.”
“Not,
really, Ali,” her twin sister replied. “I kind of
like the idea
of daddy and mommy watching.” So that discussion continued
for
about a minute and the girls agreed that mom and dad could stay, but
that they would leave if, at any time in the game, one of them
requested it.
There were a few rules of the game. One,
anyone who was really uncomfortable with the instruction on a
particular card, could refuse and offer it to anyone else and that
person could fulfill the card’s instructions if he or she
wished.
Two, all instructions would last only twenty seconds unless the group
allows a longer time.
Ali lost the first game and the card
read ‘Fondle your boyfriend for twenty seconds.’
“Oh,
I like that,” Alex said.
“I think I do, too,” his
girlfriend said. Sitting on the blanket, Alex spread his legs so that
Ali could kneel down with her face close to his cock and balls. His
loud gasp when Ali touched his balls brought laughter from the
others. She massaged Alex’s scrotum as his penis began to
respond.
Ali grabbed her boyfriend’s cock as it grew but the twenty
seconds
expired and Mike ordered her to stop. Everyone clapped as Alex gave
out a disappointed sigh and Ali returned to her spot.
Andrew
lost the next game and his card read “Suck your
girlfriend’s
bosoms for twenty seconds.” Say this for Andrew, he wasted no
time
leaning toward Alica and he began to suck and massage his
girlfriend’s magnificent breasts. While Andrew was enjoying
himself, Mike noticed that the lad’s penis rose to a full
erection.
This game was working out well for MIke. It got better for him.
Then
Alex lost the next game and the card read ‘Fondle one of the
boys
in the group’ Alex hesitated. “Ah, I
don’t think I am ready for
that,” he said. “Andrew and I have become best
friends since we
began dating you girls and this doesn’t work for
us.”
Andrew
agreed - he would feel awkward if his best friend touched him. He
looked at Mike and Molly and said “I don’t mind if
you do so, Mr.
Evans,” the boy said with a sly smile.
“Oh, I better
not,” MIke laughed.
“Mike, dear,” Molly said,”go
ahead - Andrew looks like he is in pain.”
“Sure, dad,”
Alicia said, “I think it would be cool if my dad fondled my
boyfriend.”
Mike did not need a lot of persuasion and
kneeled down by Andrew and gently coupled his tender testicles and
then stroked his fully erect penis. Andrew just groaned and closed
his eyes as he felt his cock and balls massaged. Mike extended the
time to one minute. Andrew did not object. Too soon, the sixty
seconds were up. It was difficult for the others to guess who enjoyed
the moment the most - the young lad who received the handjob or the
adult who gave it.
It turned out that Andrew lost the next
game and the card’s instructions fulfilled his most intense
desire
- ‘lick the pussy of one of the girls’. Alicia
spread her legs
and her dad leaned over to see her sex open up to her love canal.
Andrew, still painfully erect, learned over and began to lick his
girlfriend’s vagina, inside and out. Andrew’s butt
stuck out and
exposed his anus. Mike and Molly smiled as they saw Andrew’s
butt
hole pulsate.
This all became too much. The game ended
but the sex did not. Andrew and Alicia went off to her room, Ali and
Alex to her room, and Mike and Molly cuddled up in their bedroom. We
leave the three couples to their privacy. Good thing Quinton and
Paula were elsewhere.
Quinton, oblivious to what had been
going on while he and Paula were elsewhere, knew something had
happened. His older sisters and his parents were displaying behavior
that indicated that they all had become closer and more intimate.
Being too young to figure things out, Quinron went on his merry way.
But Paula, more mature than her twin brother, guessed what might have
happened. And she and her parents got together to plan a new way to
get Quinton naked and very, very embarrassed.
The school
that the children attended was a private one and the art program
(visual, musical, theatrical) needed a boost in money to grow the
programs. Miss Overton, the headmistress, had invited herself over to
the house to discuss the problem with the Evans. They would hold a
charity auction to raise money for the school’s art programs
and
Quinton’s nudity would be the bait.
“Now, Quinton,”
Molly said to her son later on, “I know you will be reluctant
but
this works only if you are willing to be naked.”
“Why
on earth would I have to do that?” he asked.
“Because
you are so beautiful that people want to see you and are willing to
pay for the privilege. Now, no one will touch you, but you will be
required to do something. For instance, let’s say I gave
$100.00 to
the kitty and I get to ask you to do something, like jumping
jacks.”
“What?” Quinton exclaimed. “No
way.”
“That is your choice,” Mike said. “You
will
not be forced to do anything. The money stays in the kitty as a
contribution. But if you do comply with the request, Mr. Harry
Swanson, your very rich math teacher, will match that $100.00 with
$400.00 of his own money. Each time you are asked and comply, the
school art programs earn $500.00.”
Quinton’s shoulders
dropped as he saw he was somewhat trapped. “Who will be
there?”
he asked.
“Generally, people for whom $100.00 is a lot
of money,” mom answered. “That they are willing to
donate shows
how much they love you, especially when naked.”
“Names,
please.”
“Well, our family, of course, including your
aunt and uncle, Eliza and Clarence, your grandparents, and Jess
Swazy, your art teacher, Mrs. Heston, and Mrs. Elliott, your favorite
teachers, your headmistress, Mrs. Overton, and, of course, Mrs.
Swanson. Plus the parents of quite a few of your classmates. That is
it.”
Quinton felt that whatever these people asked of
him, he would be naked at the time and be put in embarrassing
positions. Later that day, Paula talked to him and Quinton, who loved
his twin sister so much, finally agreed. He knew the art programs
needed money and he wanted to help. And everyone on the list, except
Mr Swanson and some of the parents, had seen him naked. How bad could
it be?
Actually, not all that bad. Clearly the people in
the room loved him and he realized, however he rationalized what he
was doing, he was always going to feel embarrassed. Mike was going to
run the show and after everyone was seated and settled, Quinton came
out in a robe and his family, grandparents, and teachers stood and
cheered and said things like ‘you are a great
sport’ or ‘we are
going to have fun with you’ or ‘show us every inch
of your body’
and so on.
Mike called on Mrs. Elliott, Quinton’s social
studies teacher, who was still recovering from the first time she saw
her pretty little student naked, to make the first wish.. She
dramatically pulled out a hundred dollar bill and Mike took it. Then
Mrs. Elliott said “Quinton dear, take your robe off and do
ten
jumping jacks.” That elicited a loud cheer.
So Quinton
looked at his teacher and then looked down and slowly let his robe
fall to the floor. He began his jumps and Mrs. Elliott was fascinated
by how Quinton’s cock and balls flopped up and down with each
jump.
The lad grew embarrassed because he knew most of the people were
looking at his penis and testicles moving all around.
When
he finished, Mr Swanson announced that Quinton had earned the arts
program a total of $500.00
Next up was Paula who ordered
her brother to do ten more jumping jacks but this time with his back
to the audience. “I want to see your butt cheeks bounce a
little.”
Quinton groaned and every one saw his cute butt move
like jello. $500.00 more in the kitty.
Molly was next and
she just wanted her son to sit on the floor facing the audience with
his legs spread and knees up. Now everyone could see the
undercarriage of Quinton’s smooth body. He held this pose for
the
twenty seconds required and everyone got to see his perineum and the
beginning of his butt crack. More money in the kitty.
Next
Mrs. Overton asked Paula to help by holding Quinton’s balls
in her
hand. Mrs. Overton didn’t say anything beyond that, but she
was
hoping the boy would sport a boner as she assumed that he would be
profoundly embarrassed by that. Paula was more than happy to
accommodate the headmistress’ desire. Quinton, while
embarrassed by
Paula’s ministrations of his balls, loved the feeling of his
balls
resting in his sister’s hand. No boner, but more money in the
kitty.
Jess Swazy, who had been more intimate with Quinton
than any other teacher, wanted something that she hadn’t
really
seen in any detail. She instructed the lad to get on his hands and
knees with his backside toward the audience. Now everyone could see
Quinton’s balls hanging between his legs, swaying slowly back
and
forth.
What a sight. Quinton was feeling a little weird with
people staring at his ass and hanging balls.
This type of
thing went on and on until almost $10,000 was raised. When the game
ended, Quinton tried to put on his robe but was prevented from doing
so by his father. The participants came up and each gave the naked
lad a hug which embarrassed him even more, if that was possible.
Finally, Paula came to her brother’s rescue and got him his
robe so
he could hide his nudity.
Unbeknownst to Quinton, there
had been one more game that night, a silent auction. The winner of
this auction would get Quinton’s services to spend two hours
at the
winner’s house doing housework. It could be dusting,
vacuuming,
dishes, cleaning floors - anything that was appropriate for a boy his
age. If the bid was high enough, then the winner would get Paula to
join her brother for the final thirty minutes. There were no other
requirements except that Quinton (and Paula) had to obey any and all
instructions that the winner gave on that day.
Mrs Heston,
who was one of Quinton’s favorite teachers (Mrs Elliott was
the
other) was desperate to win this auction. Quinton had been her
favorite student for years and she had greatly enjoyed seeing him
embarrassed during the times she saw him naked. Now, finally, as the
lad turned thirteen, she wanted more. But she really didn’t
have
the money to outbid the others. So, she made a deal. If Henry
Swanson, the gay math teacher, would front her bid, then he could
join her on the magic day that Quinton would be working. So, as it
turned out, Mrs. Heston won the auction.
Poor Quinton
didn’t know anything about this auction and was not pleased
when he
did find out about it.
“But mom,” he pleaded, “I
thought this stuff was finished with. You just know I will have to
work for whomever with no clothes on. The ‘Simon
Says’ game was
embarrassing enough and this will be much the same. I will be in all
kinds of positions doing these chores.”
“True,”
Molly replied, “but we earned another $10,000 for the art
programs
at school. You and your friends will benefit greatly from the art
programs.”
“Who actually won?”
“Your
favorite teacher Mrs Heston!” Mike said with a smile.
After
a long pause to think things over, Quinton said “I do like
her a
lot. She has been very kind to me since all this began and she never
has made me uncomfortable. At school, Mrs. Overton always reminds me
that she has seen me naked and then she teases me about it. Mrs.
Heston, however, always gives me a hug, doesn’t mention being
naked, and asks how my day is going.”
“Well, she is
excited about having you over to help around the house,”
Molly
said. “Here is the deal. First, you work for ninety minutes,
and
then Paula joins you for the final thirty. Second, at the end,
Mrs.Heston will have a special surprise for you and no, I
don’t
know what it is. And third, you will make your teacher very
happy.”
After another long pause, Quinton said “Okay,
I will do it but only because it is Mrs. Heston who won. I love her
and will do anything for her. And all that money for the arts
programs is nice, also. Will you and dad be there?”
“We
would like to be,” mom said.
“I guess I want you to be
there - I feel safer if you both come with us.” Quinton said.
The
interesting thing here was that after everything was set, nothing
happened for almost six months. Scheduling was difficult and then Mr.
Swanson got ill (gall bladder operation) and although Quinton did not
know his math teacher was involved, Mrs Heston wouldn’t
proceed
without him, especially since he contributed so much to the arts
program at the school. So, by the time a date was made, Quinton and
Paula were thirteen going on fourteen. And the lad had grown
considerably, sex wise.
Within the family, the children
did not go walking around nude, so that family members and anyone
else, for that matter, had not lately seen Quinton in the nude.
Except for Paula, that is. She and her brother would often sit
around in his or her room, strip off any clothing, and just sit
talking or doing homework (Paula practically had to tutor her brother
in several subjects) while naked. It was their quiet moment together.
Quinton liked to occasionally measure Paula’s chest to see
how her
breasts were developing. And as the months went by, he would check
her vagina as she grew light brown pubic hairs.
Paula also
checked her brother. Each month, she would hold his penis and measure
it for growth. But the date of the housecleaning approached, her
twin’s penis was almost three inches when relaxed, and he too
was
growing pubic hair. He didn’t have a lot - clearly his
physical
development was a lot slower than hers - but just enough to add some
mystery to his sex organ. But Paula was just as proud of her brother
as he was of her.
When the day arrived, Mrs Heston
(Claire) picked Quinton and Paula up and during the drive, she told
Quinton what was up.
“Now, Quinton,” she said, “you
need to know how much I am looking forward to today. I know you will
have as much fun as I will have - and you too, Paula. Jess Swazy and
Mrs. Elliott will also be there - you know - to help supervise and to
help you with the chores when needed. I hope you don’t
mind.”
“I
guess not,” he said. They also are my favorite teachers,
although
you will always be my absolute favorite.”
Oh, thank you
for that,” Claire said. “You know - you and Paula -
you have
always been my favorite students. And not just because you both are
so cute. I love how you both work hard, how you look out for each
other, and how you are so kind to the other students. Quinton, you
are very precious to me.”
“Will I have to be naked?”
he asked.
“Yes,” Claire replied. “Do you mind
terribly?”
“Yes, because I always feel embarrassed,”
Quinton said.
“Will I be naked when I help him for the
last thirty minues?” Paula asked.
“We would love
that,” Claire said. “But the thing is that Mr.
Swanson will also
be there.”
“Really?” Paula said. “You know that he
is gay?”
“Yes, we all know,” Claire said. “He
never has tried to hide it, although he certainly doesn’t
flaunt
it. But he will not be a problem and you should know that it was his
money that made the charity double what the arts programs
received.”
Well, there it was. Not quite as private as
Quinton thought it would be, but it would have to do. It was going to
be embarrassing one way or the other and the number of people (five,
including Paula) present wouldn’t change that.
So, they
arrived at Claire’s house and Jess Swazy and Clara Elliott
both
gave hugs to the twins when they entered the house. Mr. Swanson shook
their hands.
“Hello, Paula,” he said, “you are
looking beautiful today, as always. Imagine, to have brains and
beauty - that is special.”
“Thank you, Mr. Swanson,
“good to see you, too. You will give me a good grade in math,
right?”
“I can say ‘yes’ to that because I know
you will earn it anyway. And Quinton, you are beautiful
yourself.”
“Thank you, Mr. Swanson,” Quinton said.
“But I am almost fourteen now and I think I would prefer
‘handsome’
and not ‘beautiful’.
“Okay,” Harry said with a big
smile. “‘Handsome’ it will be, although
you should know you're
beautiful and pretty.” Now he gave the boy a quick hug which
Quinton received and gave one back. He always knew that Mr. Swanson
was gay but he never was ‘touchy’ like his female
teachers. He
respected how Mr. Swanson went out of his way to make sure students
didn’t feel awkward around him by never giving a student a
reason
to feel uncomfortable. Quinton felt safe with him.
Molly
and Mike had arrived so everyone got settled on the couches and
chairs in the living room as Claire served drinks and cookies. Then,
they got down to business.
“Quinton,” she said, “There
will be five chores for you to do and we all will watch you do the
chores as we sit around and gossip all day. The fifth chore is when
Paula will help you. For the first four chores, one of us will help
you.”
“What are these chores?” Quinton asked.
One,
dust the furniture in the living and dining room. I will supervise
that with you.
Two, vacuum the corners of these two rooms plus
the three bedrooms - anywhere that would be difficult for me to reach
with a vacuum. Mrs. Swazy will help you with this. Three, rearrange
boxes and stuff in the basement with Mrs. Elliott’s help.
Half the
stuff there is hers anyway as she hasn’t got a lot of room at
her
house. Four, clean the bathrooms, especially the floors. Mr. Swanson
will be your helper. And fifth and last, I will help you and Paula
hand wash my expensive china wear. I haven’t used the set for
a
couple of years and I need them cleaned. Okay with that?”
“Sure,
anything to help,” Quinton said. “But how am I
going to get all
that done in two hours”?
“You probably won’t so we
may go beyond two hours. That is why one of the adults will be
helping you. I hope you don’t mind if we go longer.”
“Not
really,” Quinton said. “Mom said the goal was two
hours, but that
I needed to be flexible on that.”
“And after you
finish all that” Claire said, “we have a special
surprise for you
afterwards -a surprise that might take thirty to sixty minutes. So,
let’s make a day of it. Now, it is the time to undress and
Paula
will help you with that.”
So, now the moment of truth
had come. Quinton knew they were in for a surprise since his body had
changed slightly since they had last seen him naked over a year ago.
So, looking plaintively at his twin sister, the boy stood up. When he
got down to his boxers, the lad looked at everyone and saw they all
were staring at his crotch in anticipation. So Paula lowered and took
off her brother’s underwear and there he stood, completely
and
beautifully naked. He got a quick thumbs up from his sister.
“Oh,
my god, Quinton,” Claire said. “You have grown.
Nice bush of
pubic hair, my boy.”
“Good lord,” Mrs. Elliott said,
“your sex organ is bigger and cuter, if possible.”
“Are
those little hairs on your legs?” Mr. Swanson asked.
“Hard to see
but you do have them. What about under your arms?” he asked.
Quinton playfully raised his arms so that everyone could see that he
was growing hair on his armpits. Everyone cheered and laughed at
seeing how their favorite student was growing.
Claire
chose the dusting first because everyone would be there in that room
and could check the naked boy out. His small bush of pubic hair drew
quite a few comments (‘our boy is becoming a little
man’ or ‘you
keep that nice and clean’ and so on). Claire, who was
standing next
to the lad, noticed that his penis had thickened and was quite a bit
longer (almost three inches).
She handed him the pledge
and cloth and everyone admired his cute ass as he walked around from
one furniture piece to another, dusting away. The adults noticed, as
if taking a cue from her, how Claire guided Quinton around. Sometimes
she just placed her hand on his shoulder, or held his hand, and most
importantly, placed her hand on his butt cheek as he walked and
worked. Quinton seemed not to object. When he finished the job, they
all noticed that she touched his cock and gave it a little pull.
Again, the boy didn’t seem to even notice.
But, of
course, he did. As embarrassed as he was, with everyone staring at
him as he dusted, he liked the soft touches from Mrs. Hester and
loved the intimacy those touches invoked. It was like his mom that
night when she woke him up. Then Claire publicly thanked him and gave
him a long hug and patted his little ass.
Now Jess Swazy
had her turn to help Quinton with the vacuuming. By insisting that he
get the corners and ‘difficult to get to’ places,
Claire knew
that the boy would have to bend down and lean over. And Jess knew
just how to place him. And she also knew how to guide him. Besides
the ways Claire moved him around, she also initiated placing her
hands on his hips and guided him that way. Sometimes her hands got
very close to his butt crack or his pubic hair.
Quinton
realized this but allowed it to continue simply because he loved when
Mrs. Swazy, his wonderful art teacher, touched him with her hands. It
didn’t matter where but he loved being touched. But he did
get
embarrassed when she directed him to a corner with his back to the
other adults (and Paula). He knew when he bent over that his butt
crack would open up and everyone would see his anal hole. And he knew
immediately that they did see this most intimate part of his body by
the rather large loud gasp from Mr. Swanson, who knew a pretty anus
when he saw one.
Quinton got through this embarrassment
and earned a great hug from Miss Swanzy.
Next was the storeroom
in the finished basement and Clare Elliott guided the boy down there.
But she did by pulling him along by his penis. The other adults, who
were remaining on the first floor, cheered and clapped and loved the
embarrassed and surprised expression on Quinton’s face when
he felt
Mrs Elliott’s hands on his penis.
The activity was very
special because he didn’t have to do much. Clare got him up
on a
ladder to move a few boxes around, so that Quinton’s smooth
ass was
right at the level of her face. And close because she had to hold his
legs to make sure he didn’t fall. Quinton could feel Mrs.
Elliott’s
breath on his skin. Then he felt her hands separate his butt cheeks
and he knew that she had a close, very close, look at his asshole. He
was frighteningly embarrassed now if not outright humiliated.
But
he eased up when he heard her say “Oh, Quinton dear, you have
the
perfect little hole and it is so clean and smells like a
flower.”
Now Quinton doubted all that. As far as he was concerned, an asshole
was a purely functional body part and there was nothing sweet about
that function. But his heart melted when he realized that his
teacher, whom he loved and knew that she loved him, admired and loved
his butt hole. Who was he to judge?
Then she turned him
around on the ladder so that now Quinton’s maturing sex organ
was
directly in front of her. He was startled beyond wonder when he felt
her lips giving his balls a quick kiss. He took a chance.
“You
can suck them if you want, Mrs.Elliott,” he whispered.
Her
answer was to suck both his balls into her mouth and he groaned as he
did the night his mom did the same thing. The feeling of having a
woman he loved devour his testicles was very special to him. He knew
that he would forever be bonded to Mrs. Elliott and his other
teachers because they were the ones who truly liked to taste him and
loved, physically loved, his sex organ.
When the two came
back to the living room, Claire could not help but see the glow in
Quinton’s face. Something special happened to him down there
and
she couldn’t wait to have Clare tell her what happened. But
it was
Harry’s turn now and he marched the nude boy off to the first
bathroom. There he got Quinton in all sorts of positions. Harry was
getting to see every private and intimate inch of his body, from his
scrotum to his perineum to his butt crack. And Quinton, knowing how
much Mr. Swanson had wanted to see him this way, just let it happen.
And Quinton loved it when he got a hug from Mr. Swanson.
“Quinton,”
Mrs. Swanson said, “we are quite alone here. Any chance I can
just
touch your balls and cock, and perhaps just squeeze your
ass?”
Quinton was not surprised by Mr. Swanson’s
request and he had given a lot of money to the arts programs at
school. “Okay, Mr. Swanson,” Quinton said.
“If you really want
to, then go ahead.” Quinton actually enjoyed Mr.
Swanson’s gentle
touch. Then the lad said, “Mr. Swanson, if you want to kiss
my
balls and cock, you may do so.” Harry hesitated and then
gently
kissed Quinton’s now fully erect penis and his two delicate
testicles. Needless to say, Mr. Swanson never forgot the gift that
Quinton bestowed on him and he remained a huge supporter in
Quinton’s
future endeavors.
Finally, it was time for the fifth and
final job but this one necessitated having Paula help and the adults
insisted that she had to help in the nude. Eager as always to show
off, Paula hesitated not and soon everyone could see her breasts, now
quite a bit larger than when they saw her before. And they all
complimented her pussy, now lightly covered by her golden brown pubic
hair. She was a stunning sight.
And all sat in the
kitchen socializing away as they watched the two naked children shake
their asses as they moved around washing and drying the china ware.
Paula’s breasts moved with grace and elegance and
Quinton’s balls
and cock bounced all around. A good time was had by all. Although
still feeling embarrassed, he knew he was loved and like his sister,
he was beginning to accept, if not enjoy, being seen naked and having
people he loved and respected wanting to see him naked. He did feel
special as indeed he was. And, of course, he not only let his
teachers touch his most intimate areas, he even encouraged them to do
so. Even Mr. Swanson. That is what one calls
‘maturity’.
The
day’s activities were drawing to a close and folks started to
leave
Claire’ house. But Quinton was staying behind because there
was one
other event happening. He did not know what it was but only that it
would involve Mrs. Heston and himself. The boy didn’t know
it, but
he was about to experience a precious, unique, and intimate moment
with his favorite teacher.
“Quinton dear,” Mrs. Heston
said, “I have a confession to make. You came to the school as
a
first grader but it wasn’t till I began teaching you in the
fifth
grade that I realized that you weren’t just a pretty boy, but
a
special one. Kind, smart, and wise, you made me excited to come to
school. Just looking at you was reward enough but I began to love you
as I would my son, if I had one.”
“Thank you, Mrs
Heston,” Quinton said almost with tears, “you have
been very
special to me. I love my mom and sisters, but I love you. It is a
different love than I have for them, but a special love in any
case.”
“I would like to show you how I love you if you
will let me,” she said.
“I would do anything for you,
Mrs. Heston - I really would. I trust you.”
“Let’s
start. I know we are alone but would you be willing to remove your
robe?”
Without replying, Quinton slipped his robe off
and stood naked in front of her. He could follow her eyes and see
them focus on his cock and balls and he didn’t mind that. In
fact,
he loved her for that. Claire walked over to him and stood behind him
and reached through his legs and cupped his boyhood. He made an
audible gasp and then rested his head against her chest as she
massaged his sex organ.
“We are going to the room in the
basement with the massage table and I am going to give you your own
special massage. Would you like that?”
“Oh, yes,” he
said with excitement.
And the massage was a gentle one.
As he rested on his front, Claire rubbed his neck and back and his
legs. Soon she moved to his precious ass and rubbed his cheeks and
then spread them so that his butt crack, clean and smooth, was
exposed to her eyes and fingers. Quinton knew that she was going to
touch his hole but he didn’t mind. He wanted her to do so if
that
is what she wished to do. Suddenly he felt some kind of lotion that
she was rubbing on his butt hole and then he grunted when he felt her
finger go deep inside him. He lost full control of his cock as she
finger fucked his butt.
After a few minutes of that, she
rolled him over and looked at this fully erect penis, its veins
pulsating in anticipation. Quinton felt Claire’s fingers
manipulate
his balls and she lowered her mouth and engulfed his cock into her
mouth. She stroked his cock with her lips and soon he was
groaning.
“Oh, Mrs. Heston, I think I am going to
cum.”
She released his cock and then kissed him on his
lips and said “That is exactly what I want you to do. I want
to
swallow you and I want to taste you.”
With that, she
squeezed his balls and licked his pee slit and then took him all the
way in her mouth. Soon his body jerked and he screamed out as he
ejaculated spurt after spurt out of his balls, through his penis, and
into his loving teacher’s mouth.
Mrs. Heston was a lucky
person. To dream for years of devouring this young person and then
actually experiencing it is a truly special moment. And Quinton was a
lucky person because he found someone who loved him deeply and
swallowed the essence of his being. It was a day, a moment, that
neither would ever forget. And it all happened because a year before,
he agreed to model in the nude. Nudity, in public or at home, can be
life changing for all as it was for young Quinton.
{End
of Part 6}