The Visitor

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The Visitor,
by Zyngaru
Email: zyngaru@ml1.net

My name’s Carter Randolph Murray. I’m twelve years old. I’m probably the horniest boy around. I don’t know just why I’m like this, but I love playing naked games with friends. Especially naked games where you play with each others pecker’s. I haven’t actually started puberty yet, unless you count my being so horny as a sign. I really don’t think my horniness has anything to do with puberty anyway. I’ve liked playing naked games with other boys since as long as I can remember. My best friends, Matt and Kyle, like playing them too, but not as much as me. My friends are both my age. But what neither of them know, is that Matt’s older brother, Jonathan, likes playing them too. Well, he likes getting me naked and then playing with my pecker. I like to tease Jon when the rest of his family is around. When I sleep over with Matt, I’ll play with Jon’s pecker under the kitchen table while we eat supper. I’ve gotten really good at getting a boy’s jeans unfastened and open with just one hand. It’s lots of fun, eating supper with one hand and having my other hand inside Jon’s boxers giving him a boner with the other, while no one else at the table knows what’s happening. So basically, I’m a pervert.

Yes, this year has been the best. Well, right up until the end of school. Over Spring Break, my parents seemed to be arguing more than usual. Then by the end of Spring Break, dad is sleeping on the living room couch. My parents get to where they hardly talk to each other. When they do talk, it’s either short, sharp, sentences or all out yelling. I know what’s happening. I’m twelve not a little kid, but I don’t want it to happen, so I try to ignore what’s going on around me. It all becomes real clear on my last day of school. Mom has a suitcase already packed for me in the trunk of our car, when she picks me up from school, She explains to me that I’m not going home, but she’s taking me to an old family friend’s house to stay for awhile. while her and daddy get things sorted out. Life gets real at that moment.

Mom drove for two hours before getting to her friend’s house. I’m not in my own city, anymore. I’m not even in my own state. Mom just brought me to another state. To another town. To another family. And basically just drops me off and leaves. The introductions are surreal. It’s like an out-of-body experience. The adults are Aunt Jean and Uncle John. Now they aren’t really my aunt and uncle. Heck they aren’t even related to me, but that’s what they want me to call them. They make the usual comments about how much I’ve grown since the last time they saw me. Heck Aunt Jean even talks about when she changed my diapers. How awkward and embarrassing is that coming from someone that you don’t know. Then there are the twelve year old girls, Karrie and Darlene. Evidently Aunt Jean was pregnant with the twins at the same time, that my mom was pregnant with me. Now the one and only bright spot about the day is their son, Jack. Jack’s sixteen. He’s Aunt Jean’s son, but not Uncle John’s son, at least not biologically. Uncle John did adopt Jack, when he married Aunt Jean. If you think this is confusing for you, then just think how confusing it is for me.

What isn’t confusing is how awesome Jack looks. He’s a boy god. He’s got muscles, and a great tan. He’s even got a small mustache. Yep, Jack is awesome. I know right off we’re going to have fun together. The only difficulty I see is that he also has a girlfriend. She’s standing right beside him when we arrive. To be honest, I don’t remember her name, because it isn’t going to matter. I claim Jack and no girl is going to get in my way of taking possession of his manly body and I don’t waste a second in staking out my claim. I step between them and introduce myself, making sure to rub up against Jack, just as close to him as humanly possible. There’s nothing subtle in what I’m doing. I’m pretty sure everyone notices. I know mom notices because she apologizes for my behavior immediately. I know Aunt Jean and Uncle John notice it, because they immediately start giving excuses for my behavior. I know Jack’s girlfriend notices it, because she gives an excuse, that she has to be someplace else and leaves. But the most important thing is that Jack notices.

Jack: “It’s okay little buddy. I understand how difficult this is for you.”

Jack actually wraps his arms around me and hugs me as he comforts me. He not only pulls me into him, but he holds me close and tight.

Jack: “You’ll be in my room, Carter. We’re going to be the best of friends. I just know it.”

While Jack tries to console me, because I let a small tear leak down my cheek, I make sure to press up against the front of his jeans in such a way, that I’m rubbing his pecker ever so gently with my body as I sway back and forth. I know this is having the desired affect on him, because I can feel the front of Jack’s jeans pushing out.

Aunt Jean: “Jack. Why don’t you take Carter upstairs and show him your room.”

Jack seems to jump on this suggesting really fast. I wonder if it’s because of the boner I’m giving him? I’m sure he wants out of view of his mom and sisters just as fast as he can move me.

Jack: “How about it Carter. You want to see where you’ll be sleeping?”

Of course, I don’t want to seem to excited so I just answer simply.

Carter: “Okay.”

Together Jack and I walk upstairs, with Jack totally forgetting what’s-her-name. He shows me where I’ll be sleeping. Just across the room from him. Now I have a twin sized bed and he has a full sized bed. Of course, I’m already making plans about how to use of that full size bed, to my advantage.

While Jack and I talk upstairs, we can here the adults downstairs talking about me and how this is affecting me. I find it’s always good to listen in on adult conversations, because honestly, they don’t have a clue how we kids think. But knowing what mom is telling Aunt Jean and Uncle John is helping me lay out my plans on conquering Jack. I can tell that Jack is not only hearing what is being said, but it’s moving him emotionally. Then I hear mom saying she needs to be leaving so she can get home before dark. At least it stays light outside longer this time of year.

Mom: “Carter!”

I run downstairs.

Mom: “I got to be going sweetie.”

Carter: “Please mommy. Don’t leave me here. I’ll be good. Please take me home.”

Mom: “We’ve already talked about this Carter. You know I can’t take you home. You’ll like it here. I know you will. Mommy and daddy have to work some things out.”

Carter: “But I can help you work them out.”

Mom: “I know you want to darling. But this is something only adults can work out.”

Mom walks out the door and I start crying for real. I’ve just been left alone with people I don’t know. I watch as mom drives away. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up to see Jack staring down at me. I bury my face into his chest and cry. He holds me for the longest time in the open doorway.

Aunt Jean: “Jack. Bring Carter into the family room.”

I follow as Jack leads me to the family room and we sit down on the sofa.

Aunt Jean: “Carter. It’s going to be alright. You’re just staying with us, until your mom and dad can works things out.”

Carter: “But I can help them work it out.”

Aunt Jean: “I know you think you can sweetie. But sometimes adults need to get away together and work it out by themselves.”

I break down again and start crying. Some of it is for real, because I know mom and dad are going to split up eventually, but some is put on also. People just have to comfort a sad little boy and I make sure, I look the saddest.

Aunt Jean: “You know what Carter? I think you need a nice long warm bath to help calm you down. What do you think? You think you can take a bath by yourself?”

Carter: “Ya. I can do that.”

Then I start crying loudly and fall back into Jack.

Aunt Jean: “Abby. Why don’t you draw a bath for Carter and help him into it.”

Abby walks over to me and takes my hand and I almost stand up to go with her, but then realize what is being said and there’s no way she’s going to give me a bath. That’s not happening. Girls never get to see me naked. No way.

Carter: “No! I’m too old for her to give me a bath. Please not her. Can’t Jack help me?”

Aunt Jean: “Sure, Honey. Jack can help you, if that’s what you want.”

I stare up at Abby and give her a sly grin. I know she was hoping to get to see me naked and that just isn’t going to happen.

Aunt Jean: “You okay with that Jack?”

Jack: “Uhmm. I guess.”

Aunt Jean: “Jack. Carter seems to be taken with you. He really does need to clam down and a warm bath is just what he needs, but it might not be safe for him to do it by himself in his emotional state.”

Jack: “Oh. Okay. Ya. I can help him calm down.”

I love it when a plan comes together. And you thought I was going to have to get naked in front of Amy! I’m way cleverer than that. Jack helps me to stand up and he leads me upstairs to his bedroom. He sits me down on what is going to be my bed.

Jack: “Carter. Go ahead and take your clothes off, while I start the water in the tub.”

Jack leaves me alone in the room. Yes. I’m broken up with the realization that mom just left me here. But I’m not as broken up as I’m playing it. Everything is working out just fine. Now, my plans almost busted when Abby tried to give me a bath, but luckily Jack stepped up. While Jack’s gone, I slip my sneakers and socks off and then just lean over with my head in my lap. That is how Jack finds me when he returns. He walks up to me and slowly begins undressing me, which of course is exactly what I want him to do.

Jack: “Come on little buddy. You have to get these clothes off.”

Yep. Why should I undress myself when I can get a hunk of a boy to undress me. He pulls my tee shirt up over my head and slowly pulls each arm out until my shirt is off and I’m bare chested. He then tries to unfasten my belt but I keep bending over onto my lap. Jack gently pushes me backward until I’m lying on my back, thus giving him access to my belt and jeans. He unfastens them and takes hold of my pants at the ankles and pulls my jeans off me, leaving me lying there in my white briefs.

Jack: “Carter. I can’t believe you’re still wearing little boy undies!”

Of course I’m wearing little boy briefs. I want everyone to think of me as a little boy and the best way to do that is to act and dress the part.

Carter: “I like them. They look good. They feel good. They look sexy.”

Jack: “You do have a point. They do look sexy on you. But we need to get them off and you in the tub.”

To my surprise and great satisfaction, Jack admits I look sexy. That right there is half the battle. He’s mine. He just doesn’t realize it yet. Jack pulls my briefs down my legs, until he pulls them completely off, leaving me lying on the bed stark naked with my skinny, little, two and a half inch circumsized pecker on display. Jack stares at my nakedness, which thrills me so much it sends goose bumps over my entire bare body.

Jack: “Okay buddy. Let’s go.”

Jack helps me up and walks me across the hall to the bathroom and helps me into the tub. I lie back in the crystal clear water with my pecker sticking out of the water in front of Jack.

Carter: “Ah! This feels so good.”

I watch Jack as he watches me, and he’s totally hooked. I can see, him catching glances of my pecker and balls, when he thinks I’m not looking. I close my eyes almost shut so he thinks I’m not watching him, so he can take as long as he wants to stare at my boyhood.

Carter: “Jack. Could you give me a bath, like my daddy used to give me?”

Jack: “I don’t know buddy. You’re twelve and besides, I’ve never given anyone other than myself a bath.”

Carter: “Please!”

Like I said, Jack lost this game a long time ago. I give him my best puppy dog look and it works. Jack picks up the soap and begins washing the parts of my body out of the water, which includes my pecker. It feels good when Jack touches my special body parts. I close my eyes so it doesn’t scare him, so he can wash my pecker even longer than mom used to wash it. Over the next thirty minutes, I just lay in the tub and let Jack wash me. Lifting a leg here and there so he can get down between my legs good. He helps me sit up, so he can get my back. I stay in the tub, until the water starts to chill.

Jack: “How you feeling now?”

Carter: “Much better. Thank you for washing me.”

Jack: “Well stand up and let’s get you dried off and dressed before you turn into a prune.”

I stand up and Jack helps me step out of the tub and then he begins drying me off with a towel. Nope. I didn’t even have to ask. He just did it on his own. I’m enjoying every minute of it. Once dry, we walk back across the hall to Jack’s bedroom, so I can find something to wear. I open my suitcase and pull out my pajamas.

Okay. Whatever you’re thinking about as PJ’s forget it. Think more like silk or satin boxers with a big open fly in them and a matching shiny satin tee shirt.

Carter: “Is it too early to wear these?”

Jack looks at my pj’s, giving me one of those evil, calculating type grins. I can see it in his eyes. He so wants to see me in these sexy Pj’s.

Jack: “Not if you’re comfortable in them. But remember my sisters are here and they’ll see you in them.”

I haven’t forgotten about his sisters. Not in the least. Yes, the fly doesn’t have a button on it and the leg openings allow a view if you’re inclined to look, but both stay closed unless I move a certain way and I never move that certain way around girls.

Carter: “Heck. They’re just Pj’s and they cover up all my important parts.”

Jack: “If you say so. I’m just saying. My sister’s have been trying to get me naked for years, so they might try to see you naked too and wearing that might give them wicked ideas.”

Carter: “Well. That ain’t going to happen. I’m okay you seeing me naked, but not any girls.”

Jack: “I can see that. You’re still standing here completely naked, instead of putting your Pj’s on.”

Carter: “What. Don’t you like seeing me naked?”

Now this is an extremely difficult question for Jack to answer. Well it’s not really difficult, because it’s a simple answer, either yes or no. But because of certain social norms, you know. Well. Boys aren’t really supposed to like seeing other boys naked, but Jack obviously enjoys seeing me naked.

Jack: “Sure. You’re a very cute little boy.”

Yep. Jack’s caught, hook, line, and sinker. I start posing for Jack, showing off my small muscles and physique. Jack looks on with amusement as I display my pecker in different poses. I’m having so much fun showing off my naked body to Jack.

Jack: “Okay. Enough’s enough. Time to put something on Carter, so we can go back downstairs with the rest of the family.”

I don’t really want to end my fun time, but I guess all good things must come to an end, so I pull on my short, thin, Pj bottoms which is more or less a pair of boxers. Then I pull on my short, sleeveless tee shirt. Basically, I’m just barely covered, but I feel really comfortable in my Pj’s. We walk downstairs and everyone looks me over really well.

Aunt Jean: “You feeling better?”

Carter: “Much better. Thanks for letting me take a bath.”

We eat supper and then watch some tv before bedtime. Since I’m going to have plenty of time manipulating Jack, I keep my hands to myself at the supper table. In the family room, everyone has their own chair but me. I look around trying to figure out where I’m supposed to sit. The twins suggest, that I squeeze in between them on their love seat, but I don’t like that idea. I could just sit on the floor but I really don’t want to get down on the floor. So, I just stand their looking puzzled until Jack speaks up.

Jack: “Come on little buddy. I can make room for you with me.”

I climb up in Jack’s plush chair and squeeze in beside him. It’s good that his chair is one of those extra wide chairs for fat people. There’s just enough room for the two of us. While we watch tv, I let my hand lay on Jack’s lap and ever so often I rub the front of his jeans. I can feel his pecker stir when I do it. I pretend, I don’t know what I’m doing but of course I do.

Uncle John: “Okay kids. Time for bed. I know it’s summer now and you don’t have school, but your mom and I still have to go to work, so when we go to bed, so do you.”

When we get to Jack’s room, I climb on the bed they set up for me and Jack goes to take a shower. When he returns, I pretend to be asleep but watch him secretly. He stands for a long time over my bed staring down at me. He’s only wearing boxers. I get to see almost all of his godly body through my squinched eyelids. He of course, is seeing exactly what I want him to see. I’m lying on my back with my legs spread, so that the fly of my boxer Pj’s is wide open. He has an unobstructed view of my limp pecker. Eventually he turns away and climbs on his own bed and goes to sleep. During the night, I wake up and go pee and then get in bed with Jack. I cuddle up close to him and rub his pecker through his boxers until I fall back to sleep.

The next morning, I wake up early and lie in bed with Jack. My hand resting ever so lightly on his boner. I feel him move, so I pretend to still be asleep. He reaches for my hand that is resting on his boner and moves it over to the side. He climbs out of bed and goes to pee. When he returns, he climbs back in bed beside me and then I feel him touching my chest. I make sure, that I keep my eyes completely closed. Jack is really close so if I peek, he might see it. I feel his hand go up inside my tee shirt and he softly rubs my chest and nipples. He moves down to my belly button and circles his finger inside it. Now, I’m really ticklish, so it’s all that I can do not to start laughing. Jack just leaves his hand on my lower belly just above my Pj bottoms for a long time and then to my surprise and joy, he touches my pecker through my Pj’s. It feels so awesome him touching me. Of course my penis starts swelling up and before long I have a boner that is just shy of four inches. That’s when I feel the front of my Pj’s being lifted up and pulled down. Even though I can’t see him, I know he’s staring at my bared boner. I’m so happy right now. Jack is looking at my boner. Way too soon, Jack releases my Pj’s and lays back down beside me. We lie like that for a long time, until I decide to roll over toward him and put my hand back on his pecker. Jack has a boner. I can feel it through the cloth of his boxers.

After a few minutes like that, I can feel my hand being picked up. Then to my surprise it’s being slid inside Jack’s boxers where my fingers are being wrapped around his boner. Jack is giving me permission to play with his pecker. Of course I don’t. I’m supposed to be asleep. But just having him put my hand inside his boxers, lets me know he’s okay with me playing with him. While I lie there enjoying holding Jack’s boner, I feel Jack slide his hand inside my Pj’s and he takes hold of my now, soft pecker and begins playing with it. Of course I get a boner and he starts jerking my boner. It doesn’t take long before I begin having that all too familiar feeling in my gut. As Jack brings me close to having a dry orgasm, I clinch my fingers tightly around his boner and hold on to it. Just as my boner reaches the peak of an orgasm, I roll over pulling my hand out of his boxers and his hand out of my Pjs. I pretend to wake up and sit up in bed. I look over at Jack who is pretending to be asleep. I climb out of bed and go to the bathroom, because I need to pee again. When I return, I get in my own bed and lie there until Jack pretends to wake up.

Jack: “Hey little buddy. You awake?”

Carter: “Ya. I had to pee, which woke me up.”

Jack: “You ready for some breakfast?”

Carter: “Heck ya.”

Jack: “Well get dressed and lets raid the kitchen.”

I strip off my Pj’s, standing naked, while Jack stares at my nakedness, as he pulls on some jeans over his boxers and then a tee shirt. I pull out clean briefs, shorts and a tee shirt from my suitcase and slowly get dressed. When we go downstairs to the kitchen to eat, I notice it’s already noon, so instead of breakfast we eat lunch. Just as we finish, the girls come in.

Abby: “Well. Look who’s finally awake.”

Carter: “I must have been more wore out than I thought.”

Abby: “That’s to be expected. You were pretty emotionally drained last night.”

Darlene: “At least Jack let you sleep in. Of course, he rarely gets up before noon any way.”

Abby: “We just got the complete director’s cut version of all the Harry Potter movies. Have you seen them?”

Carter: “Ya, but not the director’s cut. Those have extra scenes in them don’t they!”

Abby: “They sure do. That’s why we’re watching them again.”

Darlene: “So you want to watch them with us?”

Carter: “Sure. You’re going to watch them with me, aren’t you Jack?”

Jack: “If you want to watch Harry Potter, then I’ll watch them with you.”

Darlene and me run to the family room to set up the movie. Jack and Abby stay in the kitchen talking. What they probably don’t know is that I can hear everything they’re saying.

Abby: “Jack. I think it’s awesome that you’re giving Carter the support he needs right now. He’s so young and vulnerable. We all can see how much he’s leaning on you.”

Jack: “It’s nothing. He’s a sweet innocent kid. I’m happy to help him.”

Abby: “Ya. Like giving him a bath last night. I bet you liked seeing him naked.”

Jack: “Ya. He does look sweet naked. To bad you didn’t get to see him.”

Abby: “We’re used to it. We’ve been trying like forever to see you naked.”

Jack: “Like, that’s never going to happen.”

Oh what Jack doesn’t know is going to haunt him. Like I said. This story isn’t about me being forced to let girls see me naked. Oh no. That’s not happening. I’m way to clever for that.

Once everyone is in the family room, we all grab a seat. Even though Aunt Jean’s and Uncle John’s chairs are empty, I still climb up beside Jack to sit. Now the air conditioning is on, and it’s not really cold, but I make like I’m getting cold, so Darlene jumps up and gets me a blanket to put across my legs. After thanking her, I make sure both my legs as well as Jacks are completely covered. I keep one hand above the blanket, to make sure the blanket doesn’t slip off of us. I keep the other hand underneath the blanket, so I can do some playing around.

Once everyone is watching the movie again, I slip my hand over to Jack’s lap and play and rub the top of his jeans above his pecker. He gives me a quick look but doesn’t say anything. He looks over to his sisters who are right here in the same room with us, but they don’t seem to notice what I’m doing. Once Jack has a full on boner, I slide my fingers up to the button on his jeans and work it free. That was the easy part. It takes a lot longer to work his zipper down, because when sitting, it’s just harder to pull down. I do get it down, so I can spread his jeans apart and get to his boner easier. I play with it through his boxers. I can tell Jack is getting excited and he’s having a hard time controlling himself. He for sure doesn’t want his sisters to know what’s going on. I stop playing with him for awhile and let his dick shrink back to soft again.

The movie ends and they put in the next one and we start watching it. This time I get hold of Jack’s soft pecker and slip it out the fly on his boxers, so that I can play with it without any material in my fingers. To my surprise, Jack is uncircumsized. This is a first for me. The other boys I’ve played with were all cut like me. Jack’s pecker fascinates me to no end. I so want to see it. But how can I make that happen with his sisters right here? Then an idea pops into my head.

Time for Jack to get initiated into my club. I sort of feel sorry for him, but then again. This is what I live for. I yell!

Carter: “I gotta pee!”

I jump up off the chair, pulling the blanket with me and I let it fall to the floor, as I make my way to the downstairs bathroom. Jack is left there totally exposed to his sisters. His boner is right out in the open for them to see. Now, when I get to the bathroom, I leave the door open so I can hear what’s going on.

Abby: “Jack! How could you?”

Darlene: “Were you making little Carter play with your wiener?”

Abby: “That’s just downright disgusting. How could you? He’s so innocent and sweet.”

Of course, Jack doesn’t know what to say. He tries to cover his dick, while putting his boner back into his boxers and fastening up his jeans. I can tell Jack is completely embarrassed. He’s been caught by his sisters with a boner. They saw it. He’s inside his own head, trying to deal with the situation, when he hears.

Darlene: “Just wait until mom and dad find out about this.”

That shocks Jack back to reality. Mom! Dad! Find out he was letting Carter play with his boner. How in the world is he supposed to explain that?

Jack: “No! Please. You can’t tell them.”

Abby: “We have to. You were molesting Carter. They need to know.”

Jack: “No please. I didn’t make Jack touch me. He did it on his own. How was I supposed to stop him.”

Darlene: “Maybe move his little hands away from your wiener?”

Jack: “But like you said. He’s so innocent and vulnerable right now. I didn’t want to traumatize him by rejecting him.”

Abby: “Uhmm. That actually, sort of makes, some sense. If he’s acting out because of what his parents are doing, then I can understand not wanting to reject him, since he probably feels pretty rejected already.”

Jack grabs for the crumb his sister just gave him.

Jack: “Ya. I don’t want to hurt him.”

Darlene: “But we still have to tell mom at least, if not dad too. She’ll know what’s best for Carter.”

Leave it to Darlene to try and get him in trouble.

Jack: “Please don’t tell mom. I’ll do anything you think would be best for Carter, just don’t say anything to mom or dad.”

Abby: “Anything? If we talk to Carter and we decide what’s best for him, then you’ll go along with whatever it is?”

Jack: “Yes. Anything. Just don’t tell no one. Okay?”

Now the conversation went sort of like I was hoping it would. They all seem to have come to some kind of an agreement and that agreement is all about what I think is best. So it’s time for me to walk back in, like the sweet innocent boy they all think that I am. I flush the toilet and run back to the family room.

Carter: “What I miss!”

Everyone looks at me strange.

Carter: “The movie. Did I miss much?”

Darlene: “Oh! No. We paused it for you.”

Carter: “Thanks.”

I go and sit with Jack again, pulling the blanket back over us.

Abby: “Carter we need to ask you a question. When you got up to go to the bathroom, your blanket came off and we saw Jack with his wiener sticking out of his boxers. Do you know anything about that?”

Carter: “You saw! Oh! No! Sorry Jack. I didn’t mean for them to see you.”

Jack: “It’s okay buddy. It’s already done now.”

Carter: “I was playing with Jack and you wasn’t supposed to see it.”

Darlene: “Did Jack make you play with him?”

Carter: “Heck no. I like playing with Jack. He didn’t even know I was doing it. Well, until I pulled the blanket off of him. I’m really sorry Jack. I really didn’t mean to do that. I hope you ain’t mad at me.”

Now being as good as I am at what I do, I even work up a few tears.

Jack: “No Buddy. I’m not mad at you.”

Darlene: “So you like playing with Jack’s wiener?”

Carter: “Oh ya. I played with it last night too, when he was asleep.”

This time, I see surprise in Jack’s face. Yes, he played with my pecker when he thought I was asleep, but now he knows I played with his pecker when he was asleep.

Abby: “Why do you like playing with it?”

Carter: “I don’t know. It’s just fun making it grow and stand up all by itself. Oh! And Jack’s pecker feels different than mine, so I like touching it to try and figure out why.”

Darlene: “What do you mean, it feels different?”

Looking at the girls, I can tell they are truly interested now. Since they haven’t ever seen Jack’s boner, well until now, they wouldn’t know it was different or how it’s different.

Carter: “The end. It’s different than mine. I ain’t seen it, so I don’t know how it’s different, but it feels lots different.”

Jack: “He means that I’m uncircumsized and he’s circumsized.”

Carter: “What’s that?”

Now, of course I know what cut and uncut are, but here, I’m the little innocent boy who doesn’t know any of this stuff. Besides, I’m working Jack into a position he can’t get out of and when he speaks, he’s just making it that much easier for me.

Darlene: “Abby, don’t you think the best way to explain it, is to let Carter see it for himself?”

Abby: “That’s an excellent idea. Jack. Why don’t you go ahead and show Carter your wiener.”

Jack: “I guess, I can do that, if Carter wants to see it. I mean. I’ve seen his, so it’s only fair he gets to see mine. Come on buddy, let’s go to our bedroom and I’ll let you look all you want.”

Abby: “Oh! No! With what you’ve been having Carter do. No way. Show him right here.”

Jack: “You’ve got to be kidding. You want me to take my dick out right here in front of you two?”

Abby: “No Jack. We want you to strip naked right here in front of all three of us.”

Jack: “No way! There’s no way I’m going to get naked in front of my sisters.”

Darlene: “Uhmm. Didn’t Jack say he would do anything?”

Abby: “Yes he did. I guess he didn’t mean it.”

Jack: “That was before Carter told you he did it all on his own.”

Darlene: “Well. I guess mom will accept that as an answer to why her sixteen year old let a little twelve year old play with him?”

Carter: “Please. Don’t get Jack in trouble. It’s all my fault.”

Yep. I have to play the innocent one here to it’s fullest. I have to take all the blame instead of Jack, because I want Jack as my bestest ever friend.

Abby: “Don’t worry Carter. We aren’t going to get Jack into trouble. He promised us he’d do anything to keep mom and dad from knowing what he did and we know he’ll keep his promise. Won’t you Jack.”

I can see the gears behind Jack’s eyes working frantically to find a way out of this. Of course there isn’t any way. I made sure of that. I’m going to see Jack totally naked soon. Of course he’s in for a lot more than just letting us see him naked, but he’ll find that out later.

Jack: “Please. Just let me show Carter. I’ll even let him see me naked all he wants to. Just not in front of you.”

Darlene: “Carter. Jack says he’ll let you see him naked all you want to. How often do you want to see him naked.”

Carter: “Truth?”

Abby: “Truth.”

Carter: “All the time. I’d like to always see him naked. But that can’t be done, because he can’t be naked all the time. It just ain’t right.”

Darlene: “Abby, are you getting the same idea I’m getting?”

Abby: “I think so. If it’s to have Jack go naked all day when our parents are at work, then yes, I’m getting the same idea, that you are.”

Jack: “Okay, now you’re just talking crazy. I can’t stay naked all day.”

Darlene: “Why not. You heard Carter. He’d like it a lot. Just think how much you’ll be helping him emotionally. Besides he’ll be starting puberty soon. I’m sure you can teach him all about the birds and the bees.”

Carter: “I already know about Birds and Bees. Birds make nests and Bees make hives. Bees can sting you and birds can’t. Birds have feathers and bees don’t. Both birds and bees can fly.”

The girls laugh to themselves at my innocence. Of course, it’s put on. Of course, I know about sex. But they didn’t say sex, they said birds and bees.

Abby: “See Jack. He needs you to teach him. So, go ahead and strip off those clothes and let’s get a good look at you.”

Now the girls have been trying to get Jack naked since forever. Jack has been making sure they never catch him naked for just as long. Now here I come along with my sweet innocent act and change all of their lives forever.

Jack: “Okay. Only naked when mom and dad are at work. Right? No other time.”

Abby: “Yep. That’s all.”

The girls know, that Jack has already surrendered to the situation, once he starts setting conditions.

He is already barefoot, so he pulls his tee shirt up and over his head.

Jack: “No one but the four of us see me naked. Right.”

Abby: “Well. Our friends might come over.”

Jack: “No way. This is for Carter and no one else.”

Jack picks up his tee shirt from where he had thrown it and begins pulling it back on.

Abby: “Okay. Only the four of us right here and now get to see your live performances. If anyone comes over you can get dressed.”

Darlene whispers to Abby. She shrugs her off and tells her, she’ll explain later.

Jack: “You promise. No one but us see me naked?”

Abby: “I told you. No one but us will see you naked, live right here in our house.”

Now being the perceptive little boy I am, I not only caught the first condition that Abby added to Jack’s being naked, but when he had her explain further, I caught yet another condition, that seemed to fly right over his head. Poor Jack is in a worse situation now than he would have been if he had just complied without opening his mouth.

Jack pulls his tee shirt back off and then, he unfastens his jeans and lowers them to the floor before stepping out of them. It’s obvious by his red face that he’s embarrassed as heck. He’s down to his boxers and everyone, especially me is staring intently at those boxers. Jack didn’t think in a million years that he would ever let his sisters see him naked. But in the end, all it took was for a sweet innocent little boy to come into his life and he’s doing the unimaginable. Taking a deep breath Jack quickly pushes his boxers to the floor and steps out of them. He keeps his eyes tightly shut as he knows everyone is examining his dick.

And examining his dick we are. I can’t believe just how big Jack’s pecker really is, now that I can see it. It has to be at least four inches long hanging in front of his low hanging balls. I had no idea that peckers could grow that big. Now, I had felt Jack’s hairs when I played around with his pecker but now seeing the wild bush of hair surrounding his pecker is awesome to behold. Jack has so much hair down there. I can’t wait until I grow hair like that.

Abby: “WOW! Jack. You look awesome. Why didn’t you let us see you before now?”

Jack: “Because it’s embarrassing for one thing.”

Darlene: “Jack. You ain’t got nothing to be embarrassed about. Your wiener’s bigger than my boyfriend by over an inch.”

Jack still can’t open his eyes. He’s just too scared to look eye to eye with his sisters. The humiliation of the situation has him in it’s grip. It’s time for me to up that humiliation by two fold, because it’s one thing to show off naked in public, but entirely another to be fondled in public.

Carter: “Uhmm. Jack. Can I touch it?”

At first I can see the gears in Jack’s brain turning again. He’s weighing his options. When the gears stop turning he tells me.

Jack: “Well, buddy. I guess you might as well. Now that it’s right out there, no reason to not let you touch it.”

I take hold of Jack’s soft squishy pecker and play with it with my fingers. I pull on the skin at the end and watch how it stretches.

Carter: “Why do you have this?”

Jack slowly opens his eyes to see me down on my knees right in front of his dick examining his foreskin.

Jack: “You had that skin on your dick too when you were born. Just the doctor cut it off.”

Carter: “Why did he do that?”

Jack: “Because your parents told him to. Many boys get their foreskins cut off when they’re babies.”

I continue to play with Jack’s foreskin and of course his pecker begins to swell up. Not long after, he has a full boner and the head of his pecker is in full view.

Carter: “Oh! There it is. Now you pecker looks like mine, well except yours is way bigger.”

Now the girls have their faces as close to Jack’s pecker as they can get. They don’t want to miss anything. So when he starts boning up, they are so thrilled. So, it’s no surprise after I compare Jack’s big pecker to my little one, that they jump on the idea immediately.

Abby: “Carter. Do you want to compare your wiener with Jack’s?”

Now, I’m not a fool. I know what she’s wanting. But it isn’t going to happen. The only reason she gets to see Jack go naked is because of me. I wanted to get Jack naked. But I don’t want the girls seeing me naked, so it’s not going to happen. Only Jack gets to see me naked.

Carter: “Ya. Me and Jack can compare them later.”

Darlene: “Well, you could just go ahead and take your clothes off and compare now. We don’t mind.”

Carter: “But then you would see me naked. Only Jack gets to see me naked. So when Jack and I are alone, I’ll go naked too.”

Darlene: “Oh we understand Carter. We just didn’t want you to feel guilty with Jack being naked and you still wearing clothes.”

Abby: “Yes. Carter. We are just thinking about your emotional state and don’t want any guilty feelings messing you up.”

Again. I know what they’re trying to do, but they’re messing with the master of manipulation. I’ve always planned on giving them a concession, but one that will only tease them more, not satisfy their curiosity.

Carter: “Do you really think that I might get guilt feelings with Jack being naked and me wearing all my clothes?”

I instantly see the gleam sparkle in both girls eyes. They think they have me cornered.

Abby: “It could happen. We’re just looking out for you.”

I look over at Jack. He’s smiling. He knows his sisters well and knows they’re trying to manipulate me like they do him. Of course he still doesn’t realize that it wasn’t them that manipulated him. It was me.

Carter: “You might be right. I sure don’t want to feel guilty. I want Jack and me to be friends.”

Abby: “So you’re going to take all your clothes off?”

Carter: “Maybe. No! Only for Jack, so I won’t feel guilty when I’m with him, just me and him. But I don’t want to feel guilty when you’re here either. But you’re all wearing clothes, so maybe I don’t have to be naked when you’re around. What if I just take off everything but my underpants. I can leave them on, so I’m almost naked, but like you, I still have clothes on. What do you think?”

Instantly, I see the disappointment in the girls eyes. They for sure thought they would make me get naked for them. But now, the only way they can push me to get naked is for them to get naked too. I really don’t know girls that well. I really don’t like them all that much. But the one thing I do know about girls is that they don’t like to get naked. Ya, they’ll wear a bikini that shows almost everything, but they never take it off so you can see their everything. So, I’ll wear only my white briefs, which makes people want to see what’s under them and tease the girls constantly by not letting them see what I’m hiding under my underpants.

It takes awhile but finally the girls answer.

Darlene: “Carter, I think maybe you have a good idea for now. But later, maybe you’ll want to take even your underpants off.”

I pull my tee shirt off and then drop my shorts to the floor and step out of them, leaving me standing in front of the girls naked, well except for my white Fruit of the Loom briefs. As I look into their eyes, which are transfixed on the front of my underpants, I can tell they so want to jerk my briefs down and look to see what I’m hiding from them. I win.

Carter: “Can we watch the movie now?”

Abby: “Of course. Darlene, will you restart the movie?”

As soon as I climb up in the chair next to Jack, I pull the blanket back over us.

Carter: “Now I’m really cold. Good thing I have this blanket.”

Jack whispers to me.

Jack: “Thanks.”

Carter: “You think I want them girls staring at you all day. Heck no. I’m the only one that gets to stare at that beautiful naked body of yours.”

Again, I place one hand on top holding the blanket in place and the other hand under the blanket playing with Jack’s pecker. The difference now is that Jack is also playing with mine, which is also something I wanted.

Now Jack hates having to be naked every day in front of his sisters, but then, I keep him in our bedroom most of the time, so they can’t see him or me. When we want a snack or drink, I go and get it, wearing my sexy white briefs which is driving the girls crazy. When the girls leave to go visit with friends, we come out of the bedroom and both of us lay around the house naked and play with each other. There are times Jack does have to be in the house naked with the girls. He hates it tremendously. I do try and cover us up as much as possible, using the cold air conditioning as my excuse. The only thing I didn’t foresee, is that the girls use their computer to record Jack naked and me in my underpants to show their friends. I caught them doing it, but then remembered how they worded their promise and since a recording isn’t a live show, they can technically get away with it. Besides, I really don’t care. I’m getting what I want. I think Jack is also. I think he really likes me playing with his pecker. I know I like it when he plays with mine. Over the summer, I have my first wet orgasm and it’s absolutely awesome crazy good. After that first one, I want Jack playing with my boner all the time. He does warn me about playing with it too much. I didn’t really listen at first and got finger burn on the shaft of my boner. I had to put lotion on it for a week, before Jack could play with it some more.

It was mid summer before Jack’s sisters forced him to go outside naked. This is where the modified condition came in, which Jack hadn’t realized he made. I caught it immediately, but wondered how long they would wait to use it. You remember right? Abby said, “No one but us will see you naked, live, right here in our house.” That left it open to make Jack be naked outside the house. Of course they still can’t bring their friends over to see him, but that doesn’t keep other people from seeing him when they walk by and look in the backyard. All the neighbors get to see Jack naked, by just looking out their bedroom windows. Jack is totally mortified about having to be naked outdoors, but again, it’s his own fault for opening his mouth after the first negoitiation was complete, so Abby could modify it to include outdoor nudity.

As for me, I love it. I always slip on a pair of shorts before going outside. I didn’t agree to their modification so I’m not showing everyone my underpants. But it is tons of fun watching Jack turn bright red every time someone says something about seeing him playing in his backyard. Actually his sister’s friends did get to see Jack naked, when he was outside naked. But that is all they got to do. Once they stopped to visit, according to his agreement, Jack was allowed to get dressed. The girls weren’t happy about that, but at least they got to see him naked, even if it was only for a brief few seconds.

Now the bad news is that my parents do split up and eventually get a divorce. The good thing is that I get to visit both of them and now I have friends at both houses that I can play with. Both of my parents are surprised that I not only like boys my age, but their older brothers and friends as well. What really shocks them is that the older boys don’t run me off as being a pest. What my parents don’t know, won’t hurt them. Heck they changed my life by getting a divorce, it’s only fair that I get to find new friends that make me happy, which is why they didn’t put a stop to me hanging out with older boys. They felt guilty for what they did to me, so now I get to do things other boys can only dream about.

As for Jack. I get to see him occasionally. We still play around some when I visit him, but he’s got a new girlfriend that does for him, all that I used to do, so we don’t play around as much as I would like. He’s still as scared of being naked in front of people as he always was though. Now that I’m not there, his sisters never see him naked anymore. Life is fun or at least it can be if you’re willing to let yourself have fun.

Oh! I almost forgot to tell you. Mom got me a babysitter. Now I would normally throw a fuss and tell her I’m too old for a babysitter, since I’m almost thirteen, but.....His name is Andy and he’s seventeen years old and right now he’s between girlfriends. He’s also very shy and modest. He also has three sisters all younger than him, who I’m sure has never seen him naked. I’m thinking I need to help him get over his shyness and he needs to help me with my bath. What do you think?

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