By Kahuntwm
Copyright 2022 by Kahuntwm, all rights reserved
* * * * *The Family Tradition, Ch. 3
by kahuntwm
Nuditism, embarrassment, incest
Just when Garrett believed that he had conquered his acute sense of
embarrassment after everyone on the ranch had seen him naked, his aunt
Holly found new ways to embarrass him.
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I had been living with my aunt Holly at the horse ranch for about six
weeks that summer when I was thirteen years old. In that time, I had
settled into the CFNM lifestyle and everyone connected to the ranch had
seen me, multiple times, in the nude.
Besides aunt Holly, my
four cousins, Mabel, 17 years old, Doris, 15, Fanny, 13, and Erin, 10,
had all seen me naked, as did the ranch hands, Janet, 40, Molly, 38,
and Karen, 33.
This CFNM experience helped mature me as I felt good
about myself because they all accepted me despite my nudity. Sure,
there was some teasing but it never felt mean to me and I liked that
they accepted me for who I was.
Fanny, who was my age, was
my closest friend in this group and she, I am so happy to say, was the
one girl that I had most wanted to see naked and when I did, she was
the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Her petite bosoms perfectly
fit her innocent thirteen years old body, and her sweet vagina, lightly
covered by pubic hair, was a wonder to look at and exotic to kiss.
While we touched each other, we never went farther than that. Neither
one of us wanted to lose our virginity at this age. I think we both
realized that at thirteen, we were experiencing ‘puppy love’ which
should never be confused with profound and deeply felt adult love. We
were smart that way.
But, boy, did we enjoy ourselves. In the
previous two weeks, we had stripped and swam at the mountain pool,
isolated and alone, and we explored our bodies in such an intimate way
that we knew, whatever the future brought, we always would be special
and loving friends.
But things were going to change as aunt
Holly was organizing a party that would involve just my aunt and my
cousins, and the ranch hands. They all had children with whom I had
gotten quite close to during my time at the ranch.
Janet Appel
and her husband George, had twins, Joey and Angel, who were my age,13..
Molly and Peter Meachen had three children, Peter, 14, Agnes, 12, and
Lois, 9. The third ranch hand, Karen Keaton, and her husband, George,
had two children. Paul, 14, and Paula, 13.
I was getting very
nervous the day before the party because I just knew that aunt Holly
was expecting me to be naked. I expressed my displeasure about this.
“I’m tired of being the only one naked,” I whined. “Why can’t the girls be naked?”
“I have told you why,” Holly said. “It is a boy thing.”
“Well, this boy isn’t happy about that.”
“I know,” my aunt said, “so let me explain what we hope to do.”
“Who is ‘we’?” I asked.
“Well, the mothers,” she said, “Jane, Molly, Karen and me. We have
talked about it and our goal is to get the other boys naked, also.”
“You mean Joey, Peter and Paul?” I stupidly asked. “Why would they do that?”
“First, because you will already be in the nude so they will have that encouragement
Second, all three of the husbands want this to happen. And the mothers.
None of them have seen their sons naked for quite a few years. They
want to see how they are developing. And think how excited their
sisters will be.”
“They could just refuse,” I suggested.
“Yes, they could. But so could you and you haven’t. You have been such
a good sport about the whole CFNM thing. We are guessing that they will
feel foolish not undressing when you already will be there in your cute
nudity.”
“That might work but it still doesn’t solve the
problem that I would like to see my cousins naked. Not to mention the
other girls.”
“Who knows?” she said. “You might. I know you
and Fanny have seen each other naked. It could happen. Let’s just see
how it all plays out.”
It played out real well, I must say.
And getting the other boys naked didn’t turn out to be all that
difficult. Aunt Holly decided that I would stay dressed until we all
had gone to the pool. Once we settled down, the kids took turns
changing into their bathing suits in the shack. I was last in but when
I came out, I came out with only a towel, hanging over my front.
“Oh my gosh,” Angel said. “Garrett, are you naked under that towel?”
“Of course,” I said. “On the ranch, all the boys go naked when
swimming.” My comment caused a lot of chatter among the children and
smiles of approval from the adults. I could see Joey, Peter, and Paul
getting rather nervous since they could see where this was all going.
“Okay, boys,” Kevin, Joey’s father, said. “Get rid of those bathing suits.”
“Let us make it easy for them, Kevin,” aunt Holly said. “Each family
gets together in their own little group and the boy can strip with only
his family there.”
I could see that the three boys didn’t see
this as a solution but the pressure of the situation and from all the
girls made it hard for the boys to refuse. Each clearly saw that to
refuse would make them look weak and foolish, especially since one boy,
me, was already standing there naked.
And oddly, since the
center of attention was shifted from me to the other boys, I didn’t
feel much embarrassment. I mean, I knew all the daughters of the ranch
hands but since their mothers had seen me naked, I guess I didn’t care
if the daughters did see me. In fact, I wanted them to see me. And I
was really - I mean really - loved seeing the other boys so embarrassed.
And it was fun watching each family group. Poor Joey. There he was
standing with his mom, dad and sister Angel, surrounding him. I saw his
dad pulling down his suit and saw is cock and balls pop out. He had
more pubes than I did but he looked just fine down there. Certainly his
sister thought so. She got right down close to her brother’s mid
section and just stared at his precious sex. Joey was beat red when he
realized that his sister’s face was so close to his sex. He just about
died when his mom hugged him and pulled on his cock. Joey was one of
the first to get into the cold water.
Peter had two sisters
surrounding him with his parents. He put his hands on his face while
his mom stripped him naked. Agnes and Lois, who were 12 and 9, were
completely bonkers as they stared at what was probably the first penis
and testicles they had ever seen. Fascination is probably too weak a
word to describe their feelings. His father eased things up by telling
his son how proud he was of his courage and how impressed he was with
his development. Peter also quickly joined Joey and me in the cold
water.
Paul was a bit more at ease stripping with his family.
Karen and her husband, according to aunt Holly, were very open with
their children. And Paul was very close to and protective of his
younger sister. In fact, I saw him let her touch his penis and they
both smiled at each other as she did so. I thought that was kind of
cool and reminded me of my first time seeing Fanny naked.
We
all enjoyed the swim and we four boys had to remain naked during the
picnic. In fact, we remained naked the whole afternoon. Our reward for
being so cooperative came afterwards back at the house. The parents had
a plan. A game of poker.
Now, for the boys, playing strip
poker when you are already naked, serves no purpose. So, obviously
everything rested on the willingness of the girls. There were eight of
them including my cousins, and since Mabel, Doris, and Fanny really
pushed it, the other girls came around.
“Guys,”Mabel said to
the girls, “Garrrett here has been walking around naked in front of us
for a few weeks.” She explained the concept of CFNM and ‘only one
naked”. “We think it is only fair as we have seen his naked body, he
should see ours. And since you have all seen your brothers naked, it is
only fair for them to see you naked.”
“But our parents are here,” complained Paula.
“So they are, Doris said. “I mean Paul (Paula’s older brother) stood
there naked in front of his mom. You know your mom and daddy love you
so don’t make it an issue. This is what we are going to do, You are
going to play strip poker. You will sit with your brother and Garrett
will sit with us. When you lose a hand, your brother takes one piece of
clothing off.”
Well, I must say, this was one of the greatest
games I ever played. And it was a lot of fun. Us boys enjoyed slowly
stripping our sisters (or in my case, my cousins), the girls
themselves, it seems, enjoyed being stripped - it says something having
your body praised by your parents and brothers. I know they were
embarrassed but each could handle it because it was happening to your
friends at the same time it was happening to you (I know I was much
less embarrassed when others were naked with me and I am not the only
one naked). And having your parents, particularly, in this case, your
father watching you and admiring your nudity, made the day very special.
For instance, I could see Angel blossom when she saw her brother’s face
when he removed her bra and then her panties. She could see that Joey
really wanted to kiss her breasts and her vagina. And she found that
overwhelming.
Peter, at age 14 older than his sisters, loved
seeing the young bosoms of Agnes and the smooth vagina of little Lois.
And Paula, who was a year younger than her brother, felt so warm and
fuzzy when Paul whispered to her how cute and pretty her smooth body
was - how precious her love spot was.
The parents loved
every minute of the game and when it was finished, felt they were in
seventh heaven when each child was naked and beautiful and remained so
for the rest of the party.
Was there any touching? Not then,
and so I assumed that the parents had drawn the line at that. Not so,
as Holly announced that each brother would massage each sister. I was
thinking of the time when Fanny rubbed lotion all over me. And each
sibling group was different from the other three groups.
Joey,
for instance, paid particular attention to his sister’s breasts. He
sucked Angel’s nipples and rubbed her thirteen year old bosoms. Mom and
dad stood by and gave Joey encouragement and suggestions while staring
at their daughter’s nudity. Sometimes Angel covered her eyes as she
couldn’t get over her embarrassment. When mom and dad spread her legs
so that Joey could look into her vagina, she almost thought to stop the
routine. But knowing that her brother wanted to see her sweet pussy and
knowing how it made her feel, stopped any thought like that. By the end
of the session, her mom, dad, and brother knew exactly what her vagina
looked like - inside and out. Oh, how I envied him..
Peter had
two sisters so he took Agnes and did a thorough investigation of her
naked body. At twelve, Agnus’ body had not developed as much as some of
the girls. But Peter didn’t mind. He rubbed Agnes’ breasts as if she
had some development. But he paid special effort to explore his
sister’s sweet smelling vagina and even stuck his finger a little bit
in. He even circled her anus. She responded to each touch as if she was
electrified..
Lois, only 9, was not massaged. But her daddy
did pick her up, put her on his lap, and tickled her all over. Little
Lois liked it when daddy rubbed her little slit and her little anus.
Every time he touched, she kissed him.
Paul did a bit more
than just touch his younger sister. With his parents looking on, he
brought her legs up and spread out so that her vagina was spread over
for him and her parents to investigate. Paula loved the fact that her
daddy and brother kept looking and touching and telling her how special
she was and how delightful her sweet vagina was.
As I
watched Paul lovingly touch his sister’s most sacred parts, I envied
how close and loving his family was. I thought of how unloving my
family was. Part of my problem with my family is that my three older
siblings, Rocky, Kim, and Betty, were triplets and were eighteen years
old, or five years older than me and my twin Judy. And they loved team
sports which I never got excited about. We had no common interests and
a huge age difference. Since my twin sister loved sports, she had more
in common with our older siblings than I, so I remained the ‘outer’.
My parents, Jack and Jackie Cross, compounded the problem by giving all
their attention to the triplets and Judy.. Every afternoon and evening,
mother and father attended the practice and games of one of them. And
they all had practices or games or team related events every day. My
parents, accomplished athletes themselves, had no use for the arts and
therefore, no use for me. I mean that in the sense that mother and
father never, ever, since I was eight years old, attended any of the
concerts or drama productions in which I participated. I even had to
provide my own transportation (not that big a deal - riding a bike
pretty much took care of that problem whereas my siblings, especially
at high school, played all around the state).
The bottom
line? Rocky, Kim, Betty, and Judy, called our parents ‘mom and dad’ or
‘mommy and daddy’ while I called them ‘mother and father’ and
sometimes, when I was really angry with them, Jack and Jackie. My
brother and sisters had a close and warm relationship with our parents
while my relationship was formal and distant. The obvious manifestation
of my relationship with my parents is that when I was thirteen, I was
living not with them, but with my mother’s sister at the horse ranch. I
essentially had been ostracized and exiled.
When I arrived at
the horse farm to begin at least a year’s residence, I was very bitter
and angry at my family. Of course, CFNM and seeing my cousins in the
nude soften my bitter feelings toward my parents. While my siblings
were sweating and running around in the heat playing some sport, I was
swimming nude with my naked female cousins. I began to feel sorry for
Rocky, Kim, Betty, and Judy.
So you can imagine my surprise
when aunt Holly told me that my family was going to arrive the
following Friday to visit for the weekend and see how I was doing.
First, I had to recover from the shock that my parents even remembered
my existence, never mind how well I was ‘doing’ (as it turned out, very
well, indeed). Second, I was surprised that my four siblings were
willing to give up some sports time to come for the weekend (perhaps my
parents did not give them a choice but that would have been out of
character - they generally let my siblings do whatever they wanted).
Finally, Holly told me that my grandparents (hers and mom’s parents)
were coming along with them. My relationship with Grandpa Joe and
Grandma Flo (last name was Cable) was somewhat toxic. My boorish
behavior at family gatherings like Thanksgiving and Christmas had made
me very unwelcomed and I had been left home when the family went to
those gatherings last year.
“Well,” I said to aunt Holly when she told me about the visit, “I won’t be going naked for that crew.”
“Nor would I expect you to do so,” she replied. “Still, I talked it
over with my daughters and they had the opinion that one reason they
get along with you so well - in fact, they just love having you here
living with us - is the fact that they see you nude all the time. I am
not trying to embarrass you, Garrett sweetie, but they, and I, think
you are a very pretty and cute boy, and that you have the perfect sex
organ.” She made me jump by taking hold of my balls and rolling them
around in her hand. I did not try to stop her. “Nudity has a way of
bringing people closer together.”
While she kept rolling my
balls around in her hand and began to pull my penis, I replied “I agree
with you on that, aunty. Now that I have seen my cousins naked, I feel
closer than ever to them. But this is my family we are talking about,
and I don’t even really like them. You are my family now.”
“I
know, and that will not change,” aunt Holly said. “But you have two
families and you need to consider how to reconcile with one of them.
After all, they must want to restore your relationship with them or
they wouldn’t have chosen to come here in the first place. I believe,
based on what your mother said, that they realize that they have
screwed things up with you and that they, and your brother and sisters,
are the cause of it all. And they, therefore, wanted to begin the
process of reconciliation. And I believe that your nudity will greatly
help that process.”
By now, she was holding my penis which was
fully erect, and I would have agreed with anything. But she said, “I
want you to consider and think about the nudity bit and if you promise
to think about it, I will relieve the discomfort you are now
experiencing.” She moved her chair so that we were sitting right in
front of each other. While we looked each other right in the eyes, she
stroked me until I came near to climax. When I groaned, her eyes
shifted to my cock. “I want to see your sweet semen come out of your
cute penis.” I hope she enjoyed that because I ejaculated ‘sweet semen’
out of my ‘cute penis’ six times. Too bad we couldn’t commercialize cum
- we would have made a fortune with the amount of semen I had been
providing the past month or so. After all, horses do.
Despite
aunty’s loving encouragement at the end of the conversation, I was not
prepared to do the OON (only one naked) in front of my family. Beyond
the acute embarrassment of the act, I wasn’t sure I wanted to repair
the family rupture. After all, my parents are the ones who sent me
here, and my brother and sisters have not, I assume, gotten any kinder
(I am excepting my twin sister Judy - she is my best friend and we have
a special relationship). Besides, they were seniors at high school and
each one had an athletic scholarship to the state university which was
located about sixty miles away from my parent’s house. I had assumed
that they would live at home during university time (as it turned out,
that was correct - just not in the way I had envisioned). I wanted to
live at the ranch where my self esteem grew instead of home where my
self esteem dropped. In sum, I wasn’t sure I wanted anything to do with
them.
But when my family arrived that Friday morning, I was
rather shocked by their attitude toward me. Mother and Father acted
like mommy and daddy. I got great hugs and kisses from both, something
that had not really happened for a couple of years. I had to admit it
felt good and I couldn’t help myself - I returned the hugs and kisses.
Then there were my siblings. My sisters gave me a quick hug and my
brother a strong handshake. Then the real surprises began. For the rest
of that Friday, each one of my siblings took quite a bit of time with
me. For instance, Kim asked me to show her the horses - just the two of
us. I can’t remember a time when Kim and I did anything together. She
explained to me that she had teased me a lot and did not realize how
much she teased me. She apologized for the cruelty of her teasing.
“I love you, little brother,” she said quietly, “and I didn’t realize
all this until you were gone.” She acknowledged my attempts to be
friends with her and apologized for the ways she rejected those
attempts. “Your absence from the family, and the reports mom got from
aunt Holly of how happy you were at the ranch, shattered our
complacency. We all knew we were losing you and none of us wanted that.
Please try to forgive us and let us be friends.”
I wasn’t sure
what to make of this. I didn’t trust her sincerity, I guess. I felt
that it was possible she was setting me up for another mean trick. But
since I had left home, I had become a much more self-assured individual
(one of the great positive results of CFNM and OON) and mature. I
decided to accept her apology and forgive on the spot. The worst that
could happen was that all this was another cruel trick but if so, they
would all be leaving on Sunday afternoon. But if Kim was being sincere,
then there may be a chance that I could get my family back again.
Betty’s alone time with me was essentially a repeat of what Kim said.
Of all my older siblings, I was closest with Betty. While she never
teased me like KIm and Rocky did, she never tried to stop it and never
really supported me in my battles with them. She was the only one, in
fact, who ever gave me a hug and a kiss. Even my mother didn’t do that
as much as Betty did. But then she stunned me. She was just a year
older than our cousin Mabel and the two did talk.
“Mabel told me that she has seen you naked,” Betty said with a sly smile.
I began to blush an outrageous red and looked to the ground.
“Oh, Garrett,” Betty said quickly, “don’t be embarrassed. You are a
cute kid and Mabel said that you were gorgeous when naked. I just
thought it was wonderful that you were comfortable enough here at the
ranch to do that.”
Then she drew me to her and gave me a long
and strong hug. “Oh, sweetie, we all love you and all feel so bad that
we behaved so badly that you wanted to leave our house and come here.”
She did not know that I had no choice in the matter - father and mother
sent me here against my wishes. Of course, now I am so glad they did
but I decided Kim did not need to know all this.
“I will let you in on a secret,” Kim said. “I have always wanted to see you naked.”
That totally shocked me and caused me even more embarrassment. I never
knew anyone who actually ‘wanted’ to see me naked. Maybe I was just too
young to realize that which is dumb because there were a lot of girls -
Fanny and my cousins in particular - that I wanted to see naked. It
didn’t really sink in that girls might want to see boys naked, also.
“And, I will let you in on a secret - Kim would like to see you nude,
too. She also would like to see Rocky naked, but that doesn’t excite me
as much.”
Well - that settled all that. Betty officially became my favorite cousin, except for Fanny, of course..
My time with my twin Judy was very different. We continued our
friendship as if I had never left home. We had that twin connection.
But she did tease me about the nudity and made it very clear that she
could wait to see my, as she put it, ‘little willy’.
I told her that at some point she would have to return the favor - all she did was giggle and walk away.
My conversation with Rocky was simpler - we were brothers and the talk
was more brotherly. He did mention that he respected that I did not
care for athletics and that my passion was singing, acting and dancing.
He recognized the work I put into my passions and that my efforts were
like his efforts in sports. I did get another hug and then he surprised
me.
“I know about the nudity or what Mabel called CFNM. I am
fucking impressed with you, little man. I never would have had the
nerve to do that. I know you really didn’t have much of a choice in the
matter but you could have flat out refused and returned to home. But
you didn’t and that makes you a better man than me. I am ashamed and
embarrassed at how mean I have been to you. I should have been the big
brother who helped and supported you but I failed miserably in that
endeavor. I hope you forgive me and that we can be real brothers. In
the meantime, know how impressed I am with you and how much I love you
and respect you.”
Rocky then revealed to me that he was gay
and how difficult it was for him having a cute young brother around. We
had a long talk and soon had a loving understanding of each other.
Needless to say, my first day back with my brother and two sisters
turned out spectacularly better than I had expected. In just a few
hours, I had moved from marginal hatred of them and to a growing love.
I know that sounds kind of shallow of me but then, at age thirteen,
being shallow is a common thing. Now I recognize how much I wanted love
in the family and for the first time in four years, I could see the
possibilities.
While I didn’t have private discussions with
either mother or father (is it yet to be ‘mom and dad’?), they were
very kind to me and touchy. Where before I couldn’t get a hug, now I
got hugs, kisses, rubs on the shoulder, and pats on the ass.
I was in quite a confused state that day.
But I was most confused by the behavior of my grandparents, Joe and
Flo. They greeted me as if nothing bad had ever occurred between us and
that they never had exiled me from the extended family gatherings. I
got big hugs and kisses which I returned.
“Does this mean I have been forgiven?” I asked tentatively.
“Not just forgiven, Garrett” grandpa Joe said. “We also want to
apologize. We were not pleased with your behavior but the punishment
was way out of line. We forgot your youth and your capacity to grow. A
short lecture with your promise to correct your behavior would have
been enough. Please forgive us.”
“I do,” I said, “but this seems so sudden. What changed?”
“You did,” grandma Flo said. “The reports from Holly about your
behavior and maturity, coupled with how much help you have been on the
ranch, showed us how wrong we were about you. We are very proud of you
and your parents also are very proud of you. You have really blossomed
since you left your home and came here to live. That tells us how wrong
we all, grandpa and me, and your mom and dad, and your siblings, have
been. And how wrong we have treated you. We all need to make a new
start and this weekend is the beginning of that.”
After this
discussion, I was quite in shock. The behavior of my grandparents and
my family members was a stunning change. I kept thinking this must be a
trick designed to humiliate me. But that thought seemed too weird, even
for me. If it was a trick, I will play along and be humiliated. But if
they were being sincere, it would be a most wonderful thing.
I
should have known that aunt Holly would break the ice on the nudity
thing and sure enough, after breakfast, Janet, Molly, and Karen all
arrived with their families for a swim-picnic at the mountain pond. My
brother and sisters joined me, my cousins, and the children of the
ranch hands for a swim. We all were in bathing suits and when we came
out, Holly had everyone sit on blankets or in the lawn chairs. Although
we were in the shade, I figured that eventually we would have to apply
sunscreen. But first…
“I have an announcement to make,”
grandpa began. “After Garrett arrived to stay with us, I thought it
would be a great idea to revive an old family tradition. This tradition
began about six or seven generations ago. It involves all boys in the
family aged seventeen and under. It is called CFNM or ‘clothed females,
nude males’.
{End of Part 3}
The Family Tradition, Ch. 4
by Kahuntwm
Thirteen
year old Garrett, after finally recovering from the embarrassment of
CFNM at Aunt Holly’s horse farm, must now be embarrassed and humiliated
in front of his own family.
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After Aunt Holly’s revelation about CFNM to my family, I could see they
were very shocked. Most members of our extended family had heard of
this family tradition but since it had not been implemented for the
past 80 years, no one had thought much about it. Certainly CFNM had not
been openly discussed as far as I could remember.
So I was
shocked at hearing Aunt Holly’s announcement. . In retrospect I perhaps
should not have been, but I really did not think that Holly would bring
this up, especially in front of my family. I looked at mom and I saw
her face showing shock and then changing to a big smile. I then looked
at my older siblings, the triplets Rocky, Kim, and Betty, all eighteen,
and my twin sister Judy, who was thirteen, and they all seemed
genuinely shocked. But they all quickly recovered from the shock.
My father and my older brother Rocky then began to smile. I saw them
look at me and Rocky, who I would shortly learn was gay, later told me
how excited he was at the prospect of seeing me nude and watching my
cock bounce around and around. As he was eighteen, he was not subject
to this tradition, but I thought he secretly wished he was.
“All the eligible boys here,” Aunt Holly continued, “will soon be naked
so we all can enjoy their beauty.” She re-introduced the sons of our
three ranch hands with whom I had become close friends since my arrival
at the ranch. Peter, Molly’s son who was fourteen, Paul, Karen’s son,
also fourteen, and Joey, Janet’s son, who was my age, just shrugged at
their coming embarrassment. After all, their own moms and sisters had
already seen them naked.
“When these three lads first
experienced the CFNM rule while at the ranch,” Holly continued, “their
own family members had the privilege of stripping them. So, now I think
my sister and brother-in-law, Jack and Jackie, along with Garrett’s
sisters, should now come up.”
I was surprised at how quickly
and eagerly they all got up to stand before everyone else. After all,
my relationship with them all (except my twin Judy) had been rather
toxic which was why I was living with my aunt and not with them. Of
course, when they arrived at the ranch for this visit, our relationship
changed considerably, given how warm and fuzzy they all were with me.
Still I was surprised. My acute embarrassment began to creep into my
brain as I realized that I was about to be stripped by my sisters and
presented naked to everyone else.
Since I was already wearing
just a bathing suit, the strip did not take long. Soon I was standing
among my family members as naked as I could be. As everyone else
sitting on the blankets cheered on, my sisters stared at my sex organ,
giggling about the length of my cock and at how my balls flowed when I
moved. My ass also seemed to be admired and one of them gently slapped
my left cheek.
My parents asked them to sit back down and my
dad came up, looked at me up and down, and then planted a kiss on my
forehead. Then my mom came to me and hugged me as everyone clapped.
Then she really humiliated me.
She went behind me and hugged
me to her body and reached around and grabbed my balls and penis and
said “Isn’t my Garrett just gorgeous?” I turned beet red as everyone
cheered and laughed. When mom released my boyhood, I turned and there
were grandpa Joe and grandma Flo.
“I will say this,” grandpa said with a smile, “you are one brave kid. You got balls.”
“And very pretty ones,” grandma said looking at my testicles. The laughter and cheers from everyone else was loud and festive.
I will not claim that I wasn’t pleased to be so admired, standing naked
in front of my family. But I still was very embarrassed. But as I soon
learned, being the only one naked with my own family and that of my
Aunt Holly and my four cousins, did bring all of us much closer. And
while I was embarrassed at the time, the moment when my mom held my
penis and cock in her hands remained a very special memory for me.
But over the weekend, I did get to experience special moments with my
family members that I would not have experienced without CFNM. For
instance, that afternoon, Paula and I were sent by our aunt Holly to
collect some wild strawberries that were growing on the side of a small
hill near the house. There we were, walking together while she was
dressed and I was naked. She teased me as she looked at my cock and
balls move around while we walked.
It was all in fun and
while I remained somewhat embarrassed, I was most comfortable being
naked around my beloved twin sister. I tried to be careful not to lean
over to pick the strawberries with my ass facing my sister. But at some
point she was behind me which I noticed in time, so I stopped moving.
“On, no, Garrett,” Paula said quietly. “Please let me see you.” I
hesitated but I loved her and I wanted no secrets kept from her. So I
leaned over and felt the air on my butt crack as my butt cheeks parted
before her eyes. Suddenly I felt her finger touch my crack and flow
down my crack until she came to my butt hole.
“Oh, Garrett,”
she said, “you got a cute hole there.” Her finger quickly flowed over
my butt hole and then she gave me a quick slap on my cheek and up I
stood. On the way back to the house, we held hands and were silent. But
at the end of our walk, she faced me and told me how much I meant to
her and how much she missed me. Then she said, “Thank you for letting
me see you, all of you. And I loved everything that I saw. Knowing that
you allowed me to see the most intimate area of your pretty body fills
my heart with joy.”
“When do I see your body?” I asked.
“Soon, I’m sure,” she said with a smile. She did a quick tug on my
penis and we did a long hug while her hands held my balls. Then we went
to the house and enjoyed a great meal with the most delicious
strawberries I ever had.
My two older sisters’ reactions to
constantly seeing me nude were to embarrass me as much as possible. And
they succeeded in making me feel embarrassed. There was only quick
touching with them as they would pull my cock or grab a ball or squeeze
an ass cheek as they made insulting comments about my private areas.
And they would do it in front of the others. But their touches of my
sex were always gentle and quick and I could tell that they enjoyed
seeing their younger brother naked and vulnerable.
But Kim and
Betty were always protective of me. When Angel, the thirteen year old
daughter of Janet Appel (head ranch hand) grabbed my cock and balls and
began to manipulate them, Betty stepped in to stop her as she knew that
I would get hard and she sensed that spotting an erection would be a
step too far for me.
She and Kim both stopped my father when
he playfully pushed for a twister game so that my ass would be fully
seen by everyone around. I really, at that stage, did not want my
asshole displayed, even as a joke. So Kim and Betty stepped in and
spoke firmly with him and he stopped pushing the game. And, he gave me
a hug and apologized to me. It turned out to be a precious moment in
the relationship between my dad and me.
My gay eighteen year
old brother, however, was a different story. What happened between us
left me rather confused even though I did not regret what happened.
I had worked up a sweat during some activity and took a shower in the
outdoor shower. Everyone else was elsewhere when he saw me. He came
over and just watched me shower and I did feel a bit awkward.
“You are really beautiful,” he said to me as he stared at me showering.
I found the comment embarrassing. I knew that I was better looking than
most boys my age (everyone in my family was good looking - we were
lucky that way) but it felt weird to hear my brother make that comment
(when I lived at home he always called me ‘ugly’ or ‘gross’).
When I stepped out, Rocky grabbed the towel. “Let me dry you,” he said.
It wasn’t really a question as such - just a statement. I wanted to say
‘no’ but I didn’t. And when I felt the towel flow over my body, I did
like how it felt.
When he got to my ass, he asked “Lean over
a bit, bro,” So I did and he thoroughly dried my crack and hole. When I
stood up, he dried between my legs and dried off my sex organ. That was
when I felt a hard-on begin. He felt it also.
“Come,” he
said and he led me into an empty stall in the barn. He grabbed a
blanket and sat down and asked “Garrett, would you sit in front of me?”
Rather numb with anticipation, I did so, with my back resting on his
chest.
“I have been very mean to you for years and I want
you to let me show you how sorry I am.” He then grabbed my balls with
his left hand. God, that felt good. “You have perfect testicles,” he
continued as he massaged them. “Is this okay?” he asked.
Of
course it was okay. It was more than that - it was sensational. “If you
want to, it is okay,” I said weakly. By now, I had a massive erection
and jumped when I felt my brother’s right hand encircle my penis. His
first strokes of my cock were gentle but no less electrifying. I never
had a man masterbate me, but it sure felt good. I finally gave in and
relaxed as my brother played with my sex. And I stayed amazed that my
big brother was touching me in all my private areas.
As he
stroked harder, I groaned more and more. “Say or groan all you want -
let me know how much you like what your big brother is doing to you.”
So, I let loose and became more demonstrable. His hands left my balls
and he wrapped me around on my chest.
“Oh, Jesus, Rocky,” I
said, “I’m cumming.” And then I had one of the most intense
ejaculations I ever had. Rocky giggled as I completed this most
intimate act a boy can have. “I love you, bro,” he whispered. He just
held me there while I recovered, and held my balls and gently massaged
them. I could tell that he enjoyed this as much as I did. If he was
disappointed that I showed no desire to return the favor, he didn’t let
it show.
He checked outside and came back in and said
“Garrett, everyone is still on the other side of the house. Let’s get
you cleaned up in the shower.” So I took a quick shower and I let Rocky
dry my private areas. When he finished and I got dressed, I told him I
loved him and thanked him. This remained a private and wonderful moment
between my brother and me. It never happened again but his loving me
and his gentleness when touching my balls and cock remained a special
moment that lasted the rest of our lives and accounted for the close
relationship we maintained forever. Whatever problems we had had when I
lived with my family for the first twelve years of my life were forever
forgiven and forgotten.
But the most special time of the
weekend was with my twin sister Paula when I got to see her nakedness.
We slipped off by ourselves to the mountain pond. By now, walking along
with my clothed twin while I was completely naked felt kind of good.
It excited me when she looked at my penis and testicles or commented on my ass.
When we got to the pool, she hugged me and rested her hands on my naked
ass while I rested mine on her clothed butt. Suddenly I felt her finger
go down my crack and she ran her finger up and down. I groaned at her
touch and then realized that my cock was beginning to rise.
“Oh, my,” Paula said with a smile. “My brother is getting excited.”
“You might need to stop that,” I whispered.
“I will, but only so that you can take my clothes off.”
“What?” I exclaimed, “you really mean that?” Of course, she did. After
all, we were alone by the water and I was already naked. I wasted
little time and when I removed her bikini top, I just stared at her
bosom, so soft and so petite (like me, she was only thirteen, after
all).
“You can touch, you know,” Paula said. So touch I did. I
circled my fingers around her small nipples and watched her face when
she closed her eyes and groaned quietly. I then kneeled down and untied
her bikini bottoms and there, before my eyes, was my sister’s cute
vagina. Like me, she had light brown pubic hairs and her slit was still
visible.
“You can touch, you know,” she repeated. But, to
the surprise of her and myself. I kissed her sweet sex. “Oh, Garrett,”
she said, “harder, harder.” So I really nestled my lips up and down her
labia and even started to enter her.
“Wait,” she suddenly
said. She left me there, naked and hard, while she got a blanket and
placed it on the ground. She laid down on it and indicated to me to
kneel down. Cautiously, I did and placed my face on her pubic mound. I
wasn’t sure how far she wanted me to go. Then she parted her legs
slightly and then I parted them more. Her sex opened up for me to see
and she pushed my face down. Then I proceeded to lick and kiss her
precious sex as she groaned and jerked when my tongue jilted her.
Suddenly Judy had me pull away and forced me on my back. She looked at
my erection, penis pointing up. She licked my crown causing me to jump
and groan. She licked me all the way down until she engorged my balls.
I had trouble controlling myself as she giggled, licked, and sucked. I
think it took only two strokes until my cum ejaculated all over her
face and bosoms as well as my own stomach.
What a shared
moment that was. We just lay there, looking at each other with great
smiles, seemingly feeling unbelievable what we had done with each
other. Then she cozied up to me and I put my arm around her. I then
placed my arm on her butt and massaged her crack and her little hole.
She, meanwhile, massaged my soft cock and my balls. We lay there for
ten minutes, just gently massaging each other.
Not daring to
continue much longer (anyone could come down for a swim), we went for a
quick swim to clean ourselves off, and then she got dressed. As we
walked back together, we both knew that something very special had
happened between us and that this day would last forever as our first
time being so intimate. Being brother and sister, we never, in the
future, had intercourse, but we always found time to make the other
have a sexual experience that was profoundly magical.
Soon it
came time for my family to return to their home. This weekend of
reconciliation was ending and Aunt Holly was so pleased at the success
of her planning. Even my grandparents, Joe and Flo, were happy. As they
hugged me, each pulled on my penis and held my balls and said that they
wanted me to visit their home soon - and alone.
Mom and dad were especially intimate when they said goodbye to their naked son.
We were alone in my room and they each touched me in all my intimate
places. I felt so loved by both of them, and it was the first time in
years that I had felt that way. Dad stopped when I felt that I was
beginning to get hard. They were not yet ready to go that far with me.
Not yet, anyway.
I lived with my aunt Holly and my cousins for
the next year but when I was almost fifteen, Holly decided to sell the
ranch - it was hard work and she did want a change.
I was
complimented when she said that only my nudity caused her pause in this
decision since the CFNM life would have to end as I returned to my
family.
Dad and mom bought the ranch, giving Holly and her
daughters plenty of money to live on and pay for college. He rented the
ranch to Janet, Molly and Karen who continued to run the place, only
now they were in charge. Eventually, they would buy the ranch from dad.
So, in the summer of my fifteen year, I returned home to my family into
an entirely different atmosphere than when I left it when I was
thirteen.
{End of Part 4}
There will be a Part 5.