The Lion Sleeps Tonight

The Lion Sleeps Tonight 2

By Kahuntwm

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The Lion Sleeps Tonight, Part 2: (Chapters 5-9)
by kahuntwm1588@outlook.com

Sebastian continues to care for his brother and finds himself more and more revealing his nudity to his family, teachers, and friends.

CFNM, OON, embarrassment, and one chapter involving gay relationship)
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{{Chapter 5: ‘Mother Sees Sebastian in the Nude’ (as narrated Ali Corning)}}

Although I suggested to the grandparents and Caspian that we not tell Sebastian that we all saw him and Ashley on the bed naked, Caspian was unable to keep a secret. he spilled the beans and Sebastian was visibly agitated and embarrassed to learn what had happened the night he and Ashley lost their virginity.

I put my arm on Sebastian’s shoulder and said “You must understand that your grandparents were looking back at a special time in their lives, a half a century ago. You and Ashey brought profound memories of their lives back to them. Your grandparents were there not to infringe on your privacy, but to show their love for you, to share this moment with you, and to have you share your moment with them. Even I stood for a minute to look at you two. I love you so much that I felt I was sharing that special moment with you, that I was a part of my brother’s first sexual experience. And damn it, brother, you and she were so beautiful, so perfect, laying on that bed all naked. You looked so innocent, so pretty, laying there with your penis and balls on display for those who love you most.”

“Maybe I understand all that,” my brother replied sorrowfully, “but I still get so embarrassed when people see me naked, never mind seeing Ashley and me…you know…doing it. I understand that Caspian’s needs mean that people will see me naked. Now everyone seems to have seen me naked - except mom - but except for you, Ashley, and Ricky, I don’t see them naked. It’s like I am on display. I nearly died when Ashley said she saw my butt hole when I was washing Caspian. I was so humiliated.”

“But butt holes,” I said, “are part of our bodies and serve an important function. Besides,” I continued, trying to bring humor to this difficult conversation, “is there something special about your butt hole?”

“No,” he grinned, “although I confess that I haven’t really seen my own butthole. I’ve seen Caspian’s little anus and I am sure mine is not different.”

“There you are,” I replied. “Remember, try not to be embarrassed because your grandparents saw you nude. Be thankful that you have grandparents who love you so much that they wanted to share that beautiful moment with you.”

I had to laugh at his comment that our mother was the only one who hadn’t seen him naked (he was thirteen now and she probably last saw him naked ten years ago),
Because shortly after, she did.

Mom had been slowly coming out of her shell (this was about three weeks after my father’s death). She was beginning to handle her protracted and profound grief enough to remember she still had children. She was wandering around the mansion more, getting more involved with the running of the mansion, and talking more to me. And she was gradually learning about how Sebastian was caring for Caspian - in other words, doing her job.

On this day, as Sebastian and I finished helping Caspian with his shower, I went into the hall leaving Sebastian to dry and dress our brother. I saw my mom as she was walking by our bedrooms (on a different wing from her room), and I had just said ‘hi’ to her when suddenly the little boy ran into the hallway, laughing, stark naked, saying “Brother, brother, you can’t catch me,” and he ran straight into his mother.

It was so cute to see Caspian, all naked, give his mom a big hug. But then Sebastian, worried that his brother would hurt himself, came running out of the bedroom as naked as his little brother. When he saw his mom, he stopped short and immediately covered his boyhood with his hands. It was hard not to laugh at the scene.

Sebastian, seeing that Caspian was safe, quickly turned around to get back to the bedroom when mom said “Sebastian, please stop.” I grabbed Caspian and he and I stepped back. There was mom, standing there, calm as she could be, looking at the backside of her oldest son. “Please turn around so your mommy can see you.”

Sebastian, still protecting his boyhood, turned around, and just stood there. “Sweetie,” mom said, “please put your hands to your side.’ Sebastian looked at me wide-eyed as if saying ‘what do I do now?’ I motioned to him to move his hands.

So, slowly, Sebastian removed his hands and there he was, completely naked, in front of his mom, in all his glory. And glory it was. I could see my mom astounded by the beauty of her thirteen year old son. She was getting unsteady by what she was seeing so she sat down in the hall loveseat. “Sebastian, please come to me.”

He gulped and slowly walked over to his mom, and leaned over and gave her a kiss. When he straightened up, I realized that my brother’s cock and balls were at the level of mom’s face.

Sebastian grew a little uncomfortable as he watched his mom study his sex. Later she told me that she was entranced by her son’s sex and like me, marveled at the sweeping curve of his penis as it sloped down and rested on his scrotum. She loved the wrinkled skin of his ball sack and the protrusion of his precious testicles.

Both Sebastian and I gasped when mom took his sex organ and rested it completely in the palm of her hand. “Oh, my,” she said, “isn’t this the pretty thing?” Sebastian closed his eyes, both embarrassed that his mommy was holding his cock and balls, but also not wanting her to stop. And soon he was struggling to prevent an erection. I believe that mom sensed that too, as she released her son’s treasure. He stepped back and mom asked him to sit by her on the loveseat. He cautiously sat down and he then put his arm around her shoulder. She rested her hand on his penis and balls.

“Children,” she said to all of us, “I am so sorry that I have let you down, but I so loved your father - so much.” Caspian and I walked over to them. I remember feeling a little annoyed that she was covering Sebastian’s genitals with her hand as I could not look at this most private part of his body. It was fun to look at my brother’s cock and balls. Caspian, still naked, wanted to sit on Sebastian’s lap and I noticed the disappointed look on mom’s face as she was forced to lift her hand off her son’s perfect sex. I believe that it was at this point that she began to think in terms of CFNM on a regular basis.

If so, she recovered from those thoughts and said “I feel that I have been on a long journey, trying to find my way back to my home, back to my pretty sons, and back to my beautiful daughter. I am still on that journey, but I feel that I am getting closer to the end.”

“Mom,” Sebastian said, “we will be here waiting for you and if you stumble a bit, we will be here to catch you.” She leaned over and kissed him on his lips and I noticed she tweaked his nipple at the same time. It was fascinating to watch all this.

“For now, we will continue as we were - Sebastian, you will remain in charge of your little brother and the house, and that will allow your older sister to socialize the rest of the summer and begin her college applications. Now, son, get your brother dressed and get yourself dressed, which I regret must be done.”

We all laughed at that last comment but I could see that Sebastian also went beet red. “Now, go on,” mom said, “and get the little one ready.”

“I’m not little,” Caspian grumbled as he climbed down off his brother’s lap. Sebastian got up and I noticed mom looking at his penis and balls as they moved around. He grabbed Caspian’s hands and as they walked to the bedroom, both mom and I admired their asses. Then I sat down with mom and began talking with her about all that was going on.

{{Chapter 6: “Sebastian Helps Two Ladies” narrated by Ali Corning and Mrs Gloria Taylor}}

One of Sebastian’s finest qualities was his kindness. He had the ability to know when something was wrong and he had the energy and empathy to right the wrong. Within walking distance of our home, two senior citizens, Mrs. Gloria Taylor and her long-time maid, Mrs Rachel Morris, lived together in a large house (it had an indoor pool - not really necessary in our climate but convenient for these ladies) and they were having trouble with the shopping and cleaning the house.

Although the following story took place in c.1975, I did not learn of it until 1985, when Gloria and Rachel moved to assisted care. I had volunteered to help them pack when they told me about Sebastian and what he did for them beginning when he was eleven years old in 1973 until 1985 when Sebastian graduated from college.
Here, in Gloria and Rachel’s own words (I recorded this so everything is accurate) is the story that I found so wonderful that it inspired me to write a memoir of our childhoods in 1990-1991.

[Narrated by Gloria Tayor and Rachel Morris]

When Sebastian’s path crossed us, he was ten years old and I was a sixty-year old widow, living in a mid-size house about a half a mile from the Corning mansion According to Sebastian, Father Charles told him that we were in need of some help with our house and would he have time to go over and see what he could do. Of course, Sebastian, with school and other activities, didn’t really have a lot of spare time and, of course, he came anyway. When Sebastian first turned up at my doorstep in 1972, Mrs. Rachel Morris, my former maid and now my best friend, was living with me. What we needed was help with the dishes, cleaning the bathrooms, vacuuming the floors, and cleaning the pool which we used for physical therapy.

Father Charles had called to let us know that Sebastian was willing to help out. We were told to expect him the next Saturday at 9:00 am for an interview.
Right on cue, the doorbell rang, Rachel and I opened it, and there stood the most beautiful child, about ten years old, we had ever seen. She had silky smooth skin that looked like fresh cream, unruly curly hair with a hue between blond and light brown, the cutest face I had ever seen, and a cute, strong little body. The first thing out of my mouth was “What a pretty little thing you are!”

Her eyes widened, she looked a bit surprised, and said “Thank you, mam, I appreciate the compliments, but if you must use an adjective to describe my person, then I would greatly prefer ‘handsome.’”

“Oh, my God,” I said, “you are a boy?”

“You are a boy,” Rachel said, “aren’t you?”

“I was when I checked this morning but if you need proof, I will show you my willy even though I would find that MOST embarrassing.”

“No, no, honey,” I said, “we will take your word on it. Come on in.” I directed him to a chair in the den when he proceeded to take out a handkerchief and brushed the chair before he placed his butt (which I assumed was one of the cutest asses in the state), on the seat.

“You are here to clean the house?” I asked.

“Indeed. I do dishes cleanly, dust furniture thoroughly, vacuum with a flair, and do any odd jobs you need doing. I also clean up messes, like vomit, which I am an expert at due to lots of experience with my brother Caspian. I also have a lot of experience cleaning bathrooms, especially toilets, as my little brother, young Caspian, has only a 65% hit rate when peeing into the toilet. So, I am always moping around the toilets. Since my accuracy rate is not much better, I promise if I need to use the facilities I will either sit down, regardless of which way I need, or use one of those majestic trees I saw so gloriously swaying outside. That is my offer - take it or leave it.”

Still comprehending how someone so young could make such a speech, Rachel asked, “How old are you? Forty?”

“Really?” he said with surprise, “Do I really look forty? I mean, I don’t have hair anywhere - I will be lucky to have chest hair when I am forty.
No, indeed, ladies, I am ten years old. My mom popped me out, more or less as an after-thought, in 1962.”
“Tell you what Sebastian,” Rachel said, “we really would like to hire you, one day a week - probably Saturday because of school - so, let us talk about pay.”

“Indeed, but first, is that an indoor swimming pool I saw coming in?”

“Yes, it is.”

“If you allow me to use it when I finish, I will clean the pool for you - for free.”

“That would be wonderful.” I said.

“Next time I will bring my bathing suit. Now, I expect to work three hours and get paid five bucks an hour. I expect a tip only if you are pleased with my work. If there is no tip, I would ask for an explanation of what I can do better next time. That is how I would learn. Now, where do you wish me to begin?”

Young Sebastian began with the dishes and we sat in the living room marveling at his sweeping off the chair off before sitting, offering to show his penis to prove he is a boy, discuss urine flow percentage accuracy for boys, offering to relieve himself outside on the trees, and lamenting his lack of body hair - all this in a job interview. This boy was going to be fun - we get the house cleaned and we will be entertained.

And it was fun to just sit back and watch him work. He had taken off a shirt leaving him with a shirt with no sleeves, and his pants, leaving him wearing a pair of gym shorts. He was just as cute as could be. Wonderful little body and we loved the way his little butt bounced and his hair flowed. He clearly did not notice us staring at him as he worked, but it was fun to have someone young in the house. But he was observant. Once we went swimming and were in the water before we remembered we forgot our towels. Yet when we got out of the water, the towels were there - Sebastian had noticed and had managed to get the towels there without us even noticing. When he left, we saw he had come by bicycle and he rode off to his next adventure. Father Charles called to see how things went and we had him laughing when we repeated the conversation.

“I asked him to help you because I knew he would do a good job and I knew you would greatly enjoy him. Sebastian is a very, very special boy. I’m sure you found out that when you ask him a question, you never know where the answer will go.”

“You can say that again,” I said. “Extraordinary conversationalist.”

“Keep in mind that, although it may not seem it, Sebastian is a very shy boy - he embarrasses easily, especially when someone comments on how beautiful he is. He feels his looks are a handicap. No one else does, but that is how he feels. Also, he is very sensitive by nature - he welcomes, indeed, feels he needs criticism in order to improve, but be careful how you present it.”

When he arrived the next week, he had a small bag. “What is in there?” I asked.

“My bathing suit. I couldn’t find my regular suit so I had to bring my speedo. If that bothers you, I will wear my shorts instead. On the plus side, my speedo will prove to you that I am a boy, not a girl.”

Indeed it did - gosh, he was cute in that thing - so almost naked - what a beauty. He had changed in the bathroom and we settled in by the pool so we could watch over him. Gosh, it was wonderful. A graceful swimmer, he seemed like a bright light in the middle of the pool.

Once we all had become more familiar with each other (by now, we were both getting hugs), we suggested he just change in the pool room. Again, at this time we were unaware of his care of Caspian and what that involved, so we were somewhat surprised that he took us up on our offer. Now, he always turned his back to us so we only saw his delicious ass and it wasn’t exposed for more than a second or two, but for two old ladies who hadn’t seen a naked, young ass in years, it was special enough for us.

I am not ashamed to say that Rachel and I wanted one more thing from the boy - to see him naked - to see everything he had. Before you frown, keep in mind that he was the most beautiful thing in the world - I mean, who wouldn’t want to see him in the nude? By now, we knew about the shower arrangements with Caspian and the nudity that involved. It took two years, but when Sebastian turned thirteen, we decided to chance it. After all, he had been comfortable enough with us to quickly change by the pool with us there (not that we saw anything - he was a quick changer).

When he had finished cleaning that day, I said to him, “Sebastian dear, you know we are too old ladies.”

“Oh, I would not say ‘old’”, the boy said with a smile. “Perhaps advancing from the period of middle age to an age where one’s wisdom has become profound and where one is admired simply for the graceful way you have approached advanced age as a thing to be admired.”

“My god,” said Rachel, “you make aging a goal worthy just for itself. Don’t try to sell me anything - I am on to you, boy.”

“To be blunt,” I said cautiously, “ we want to see you naked because we don’t see naked males anymore.”

“You want me to change right here in front of you?” he asked quietly.

“No, sweetie, just strip and go skinny dipping.”

There was a pause. “You won’t laugh at me when you see me naked?”

“You know we won’t,” I said as I got up to hug him. “Raise your arms.” He did and I pulled his shirt off. We both smiled because we saw some soft hairs under his arms. I sat down and he just stood there wearing only his shorts. “Come on - lower your shorts.”

So he did, he lowered his shorts and for the first time since he first arrived three years ago, we saw this boy completely naked. What a beautiful sight - a graceful penis, circumsized, slopping over his ball sack, all topped with the beginning of his pubic hairs. We had him turn around so we could see his ass, and then said he could go swimming. And from then on, everytime he came over, we would all go into the pool room, he would strip, we would admire, and he would swim.

Then one day, I got the nerve to ask him this question: “Sebastian, dear, would you like me to dry you?”

I think I saw some confusion in his eyes. I knew he liked to make us happy and perhaps, he was thinking if he should allow us to dry him. We could see his face get red so he was getting embarrassed just thinking about the prospect. I was certain he would say ‘no’. I was more concerned we may have overstepped our bounds and that he would just go home, never to return.

But his love for us, and our love for him, won out. “I guess, if you want.”

“We want very much,” I said, kissing him on his cheek. So I began drying his back and legs and when I got to his butt, I took another chance. “Sebastian, why don’t you lean over a bit so I can dry your butt crack.” There was a pause. He turned his head back to look at me, and then he looked at Rachel.

“You don’t need to do that,” he said.

“But we want to do that,” I said quietly.

Another pause and then the dear boy leaned over, causing his cheeks to part so that we could see and dry this intimate area of his body. Ah, the beauty of a boy’s butt crack, completely hairless, seeing this most private part of this boy’s body. And Sebastian’s anus was sweet, clean, and pulsating with anticipation. I gently dried him and paid special attention to his butt hole. When he stood up and looked at me, I whispered to him ‘you are cute everywhere.’ He smiled with relief.

I turned him around and we locked eyes and then I touched him. He looked down as I dried his penis and then his balls. He never moved. When finished, I gently pulled his cock and held his balls in my hands. He stood there and let me do it even though I could tell he was embarrassed. So I kissed him on his lips which surprised him. He kissed me back. Then Rachel came up and the two of us hugged this special and very naked boy.

He quickly dressed and none of us said anything about what happened. We were concerned that he might not return the next week but he did and he let us dry him each week. Rachel and I took turns drying his cock, balls, and ass and soon, he was smiling when we did that. This boy had given us so much pleasure over the past years. It was nice that we were able to give him pleasure, also. In a life of sweet, special moments, these times with Sebastian, were the sweetest and most special of all.

{{Chapter 7: ‘Male Nudity in its Glory’ as narrated by Ali Corning)}}

It was now the middle of July and five weeks had passed since my father died. Sebastian was still the primary caregiver for Caspian who was almost recovered from his major injuries. Caspian was feeling much better and the only two problems that remained were the two that needed an operation when he got older. Therefore, Sebastian still had to do personal care for Caspian and help him in the shower. And Caspian still walked with a limp and sometimes with a cane. But he was a much happier child than he was at the end of June.

With mom’s okay and encouragement, I got together with Ashley and Ricky to arrange a party (late afternoon and evening) at our estate for the 30+ class members in Sebastian’s grade at school. Mom decided to invite the three school administrators, Mrs. Logan, Mrs Peterson, and Mrs Hardy, who were also Sebastian’s teachers in English, science, and social studies. All three of these teachers had sons in Sebastian’s classes.

Also invited were the school’s athletic coaches, Athletic Director, Coach Eric Simpson, Coach Peter Andrews, team coach, and Mrs. Carol Carlson, phys ed teacher, who then volunteered to run games and other activities at the party.

The point of the party was to enable students and teachers, who were very fond of Sebastian and who had missed his company the past month, to reacquaint themselves with him. He was a popular student and person with his peers and with his teachers and coaches and it made them feel good to do something for Sebastian who had done so much for his family.

This day meant so much to Sebastian, who had missed his friends very much, and he was rewarded with a beautiful day, cloudy to be sure, but perfect temperature for the games, the swim in the pool, and the cookout. The guests all arrived around 4:00 and spent time getting reacquainted with their friends. The coaches had created a volleyball court just off the patio so while the students played, the adults (including Gloria and Rachel) could watch and socialize.

Unknown to Sebastian and the other students, the grandmothers, Vera and Sue, had met with Mrs. Logan, the headmistress, and Mrs Peterson and Mrs. Hardy, and they had discussed making this party one to remember. After conferring with Elizabeth (Sebastian’s mother), they all agreed to make this party an official CFNM (for anyone under sixteen years old) occasion. How to make this happen? Leave it to Caspian.

The students (about thirty in all, evenly divided between genders) were playing in the volleyball game (only nine of each side were on the court at any time) and Coach Carlson, the physical education teacher, made up the teams. So eighteen kids were on the court ready to play, twelve were sitting on the ground on the court side waiting their turn to play, when Caspian, who would play as an extra next to his brother, spoke up.

“I think all the boys should play naked,” he said, stopping all conversation. Sebastian and Mike Logan, the two captains (Mike was the headmistress’ son) were a little confused. But, of course, they did not know that this suggestion from Caspian had all been planned out by the grandparents and the teachers and coaches.

Vera stood up and shouted, “Why not? We all have known these kids all their lives. We are here on a private estate, so who is to know?”

Mrs Logan laughed and said “I wouldn’t mind - what mother wouldn’t want to see her son play in the nude. I bet my son Mike is very cute when naked. Coaches, what do you think?”

“Well, headmistress,” Mr. Simpson, the athletic director, said, “traditionally, boys often played sports in the nude, all the way back to the ancient Greeks. It will be good for the lads.”

“In what way,” Mike whispered to Sebastian, “can this be good for us.”

“Look at the girls,” Sebastian said to Mike, “they are clearly indicating they are all for the idea. By the way, are you really all that cute when naked?” Mike playfully punched Sebastian in the arm. He knew he would never live down his mom’s comment.

“Mrs Peterson and Mrs Hardy,” Mrs Logan asked her teachers, “do you agree?”

“Certainly,” Mrs. Peterson said. “As administrators, we should know what our boys look like in the nude. Knowing that would be useful when we have to discipline the cuties.” That comment brought lots of laughter, even from some of the boys.

Coach Simpson asked for a show of hand and all the adults and all the girls voted ‘yes’. None of the boys did but their opinions were largely irrelevant.

“Mike,” said Coach Simpson, “you will be pleased to know that all the fans here think the boys should play in the nude.”

“Actually, coach,” Mike said, “I am not pleased to know that. I can’t get naked in front of my mother - or my teachers -or, for that matter, my coaches.”

“Oh, yes you can,” Mike’s mother said, walking over to them. “You are my son and you are only thirteen. I have the right to see you naked and running around. After all, I need to be sure you are developing as you should.” That comment brought laughter to the adults and cheers from the girls. “As your mother and your headmistress, I am going to insist on it.”

“And besides,” the coach added, “you wouldn’t want to disappoint little Caspian.”

“Ya,” said Caspian, “you wouldn’t want to disappoint little me.”

“Sebastian,” pleaded Mike, “it’s your party. Say something.” The boys all gathered around their captains and walked off a little bit. In the discussion that followed, Mike and Sebastian realized that some of the boys didn’t mind getting naked. They kind of liked the idea of the girls looking at their cocks. But the problem was that they and the other boys felt awkward about their parents being there.

“Guys,” Sebastian said, “your moms are going to love you whether you are naked or not. I should know- whenever I give personal care to Caspian, I am naked with him in the shower and either my mom or sister have to help me. I am embarrassed when that happens, but I survive. Now, if any of you really don’t want to strip, that is fine - just wear your shorts. I think the rest of us should just line up and give a strip tease.”

Well, no one boy was going to refuse if the others were going to do it, so all fifteen, plus Caspian, lined up in front of their female classmates and the adults on the patio. Sebastian knew he would have to be the leader here, but then, his mom and sister had already seen him naked.

Suddenly, Vera stood up and announced all mothers must come down and stand in front of their lads for the disrobing. The audience cheered and loved the idea of making the embarrassment level for the boys even higher.

Poor Mike Logan, suddenly feeling a bit insecure at the age of thirteen (he had been the most outgoing and secure student in the grade), got down to his briefs and he looked his mom right in the eye and she smiled and said “I love you.” He pulled his boxers down and finally, his mother got an eyeful when she looked at her son’s beautiful body. Mike felt uncomfortable when he saw his mother and his female peers staring at his genitals, giving him the ‘inspection.’

If they were not looking at Mike, they were looking at the cutest boy, Sebastian. Over the years, how many of them, moms, teachers, coaches, and female students, had wanted to see this boy naked. Sebastian wasn’t as well hung as Mike (who was nine months older), but the teachers had to admit, that Sebastian’s sex organ, so long hidden from them, was a wonder to behold. His graceful penis and his prominent testicles were just perfect. The other boys, having seen Mike and Sebastian strip and not seeing their world end, then stripped themselves. The audience members were cheering and clapping. Then the dressed girls and the naked boys began to play the game.

The game was fun as everyone got to see each boy’s penis and balls flop around in every which direction as they ran and jumped. Each boy’s package had its own length and shape, and all had some pubic hair. Their asses were all smooth and each lad was special in himself. I loved my time with my brother when he was all naked and vulnerable, but I must admit I absolutely loved seeing all these male sex organs. Each and everyone was precious.

The girls, while playing with their naked male classmates, missed no chance to ‘accidentally’ touch a boy’s ass or penis. The girls were having the best time.
So were their teachers and coaches, not to mention their parents. For instance, the highlight for my mom and grandparents (and me) was when Sebastian fell down facing us so that when his legs spread open, we got to see his entire boyhood and his perineum, and his butt, all at once. He sat there momentarily until he saw each of us staring at his most intimate areas. He turned a beet red, gave a sweet smile, and quickly got up. He ran back to his place so we got to see his ass cheeks bounce all around.

And everyone loved the antics of Caspian. Everyone knew about his handicaps and the boys and girls, while playing, watched out for him. Some put him on their shoulders and carried him in their arms when he got tired of moving all around. It was a wonderful day and the boys learned one thing about themselves - they liked the feeling when people were looking at their nudity.

The game ended and the students went for a swim in the pool (not the pond) and the coaches and Sebastian worked as lifeguards. Everyone else helped Elliott and Maude prepare the cookout. Grandpa Ben was prepared - he supplied goggles to the girls only so that they could, under water, see clearly the private parts of their male classmates.

While the kids were swimming, the adults voted for the cookout to be CFNM for the students. Now, the mothers, teachers, coaches, and family members would have time to inspect the sex of their boys and all the boys. The variety of the male sex organ is limitless.

And watching each boy blush and squirm while some mother or female student inspected and quickly touched his genitals (nothing prolonged - the moms did not want their sons to spring a stiffy) was a wonder to behold.

There were two other special situations that occurred that day and I was fortunate enough to witness both. The first concerned the school headmistress, Mrs. Logan and her son Mike. I had gone up to my room with Mrs. Logan so that she could freshen up in my bathroom because she got quite ‘wet’ watching her students and her son Mike running around naked. After she used the facilities, I remained in my room while Mrs. Logan left to return downstairs. But she ran into her son and my brother, both still nude, who were also heading downstairs. Mike froze when he saw his mom and Sebastian decided he needed to leave them alone. He popped into my room where he and I decided to spy on this sudden meeting.

“Oh, Michael, dear,” Mrs. Logan began, “thank you so much for playing the game in the nude. I just loved watching you run around with you little manhood bouncing around.”

“Jezz, mom, you are really embarrassing me now.”

“Good - you are so cute when you are embarrassed - not as cute as Sebastian - but still very cute. And your sex organ is as perfect as Sebastian’s. What a cute male member he has.”

I laughed silently and kissed my nude brother on the cheek when we heard Mrs. Logan’s comment on the beauty of his cock and balls. As usual, he sheepishly smiled in embarrassment.

Then our eyes really opened when we saw Mrs. Logan squeeze her son’s butt, and slide her finger right down his butt crack and begin massaging his anus. The expression on Mike’s face was priceless, like Sebastian’s face probably was when grandma grabbed his cock - first shock and then a beautiful smile.

“You know, Michael,” his mom continued, “when you fell down like Sebastian did, I could see you in all your glory just as I saw Sebastian. I could see your little butt crack and let me tell you, it was a cute thing to see.” Then she grabbed her son’s penis and testicles and massaged his whole package. It was so stunning to Mike, yet so special. All he could do was just stand there, breathless, and watch his mom manipulate his penis and balls. He quickly got an erection. How embarrassing it must have been for Mike, getting hard as his mother held his cock. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. No one had ever, let alone his mother, stroked his
penis in such a manner.

Soon he was ready to cum, and having no place to spurt it, he watched his mom get on her knees and take her son’s cock into her mouth. That did it for Mike - he ejaculated what I assumed was the mother lode of cum into his mother’s mouth. I’m sure it was one of the greatest sensations Mike would ever feel - not just the senses that enveloped him, but the idea that his mom was lovingly swallowing his semen. His mom then used her tongue to clean his cock up, and they whispered something to each other before going downstairs holding hands.. Their whole relationship would now change, becoming more intimate and loving. And Sebastian and I got to witness it all.

The second situation for me was that while watching this sight, my brother produced a superb erection himself. When he saw me staring at his cock, he got up to go to his room. But I pushed him back in the chair, spread his legs and kneeled down between them, placing myself closely in front of his glorious hard-on. I then inserted my middle finger right up his rectum, and touched his prostate gland. I knew Sebastian was enjoying this, but so was I. He was my younger brother but his penis and balls felt awesome to my touch. And I was over-excited to feel the inside of his rectum and his rectal canal - just to be inside his body. I moved my finger in an ‘in-and-out’ motion inside his smooth anal opening. I had to stop because he was finding it difficult to stay on the chair.

Keeping my finger deep inside of his ass, I sucked my brother’s cum right out of his balls as I popped my finger out of his ass. It was sudden and fast. As he ejaculated his semen, Sebastian had to cover his mouth so his silent screams of rapture would not echo throughout the house. Another special moment between Sebastian and myself!

During the cookout, Mike and Sebastian acted very goofy prompting Coach Simpson to ask himself ‘What has gotten into those two?’ He was unaware that it was what was sucked out of them that was causing the behavior.

{{Chapter 8: ‘One Special Gay Experience’ narrated by Elizabeth, the mother of Sebastian, Caspian, and later narrated by Ali, their sister}}

I have been reading the rough copy of my daughter Ali’s memoir and given how accurate she has been, I decided to write this final part because Ali had not been privy to these happenings and we both wanted to include it.

As I got better in the summer of 1975, I realized how much Sebastian had been doing for his brother Caspian. At only five years old, Caspian had trouble understanding all that was happening to him. His physical handicaps, caused by the auto accident, took years to clear up. Several operations and physical therapy were needed and it wasn’t until Caspian was twelve that he finally did not need the personal care. Until then, Sebastian had to continue to clean him up and shower him.

However, the brain damage he suffered, plus his slight autism, meant that he would always need to live with someone - a guardian. That someone was Sebastian and now (I am writing this in the summer of 1991, sixteen years after these events took place), Caspian lives with Sebastian and his wonderful wife Rose, and their four children). But this memoir is about the summer of ‘75 and Sebastian himself was only thirteen.

Because he was so busy caring for Caspian and running the household, he never took care of his own grief. As I gradually took over the household duties in August, my son seemed to lose his focus and purpose and began to dwell on the accident that killed his father and seriously damaged his younger brother. Everyone in the household noticed that Sebastian, while still watching over Caspian and taking care of all his needs, seemed to be a bit depressed, enough so that we all began looking after Sebastian and his needs.

Ali and I both agreed that he needed to face his grief. And the catalyst for this to happen was provided by Ashley and Ricky. Because their father was getting transferred back to his company in New York City, the twins would be moving away within the next week. This was sudden - even the twins were taken aback. Ashley had just lost her virginity with Sebastian and Ricky and Sebastian were still best friends. This news shook Sebastian to his core - first his father died and now his girlfriend and best boyfriend were moving away.

Fortunately, the manner in which they left brought my son to his own restoration and allowed him to recover from both his father’s death and from his best friends’ moving away. At this point, I will have Ali tell this story.

{Narrated by Ali}

Sebastian wanted to spend as much time with his friends as possible before they moved. Our grandparents, as usual, knew what had to be done for Sebastian and Ashley. They kept the little cabin clean and ready for whenever Ashley and Sebastian needed privacy. Ashley told me that she and Sebastian tired all sorts of sexual positions, explored each other’s bodies with their lips and tongues, and both came multiple times during their sessions in the two weeks before the move. As I was always fascinated with my brother’s body, I asked Ashley what her favorite position was.

“I don’t know if I have one in general,” she replied, “but I have one for your brother.”

“Oh, do tell,” I said excitedly, thinking that I have masterbated my brother, but nothing more than that.

“Well, I lay down on my back and I have Sebastian staddle me on his knees in a 69 manner so that his beautiful sex is right over my face. While he investigates my pussy with his tongue, I devour his balls, his hard cock, and his butt hole with my tongue. It absolutely drives him crazy and I get to see and lick everything he has.”

I could picture that and I regretted that I probably would never see my brother like that. Then Ashley mentioned another problem she had concerning her twin, Ricky. She talked about how Ricky just loved Sebastian and not just for his beauty. Sebastian was the one who stood up for him when he came out as gay, and he was the one person with whom Ricky could talk and confide. He was depressed that he never would be able to get intimate with Sebastian. He knew that Sebastian was very straight and also knew that he really couldn’t have sex with him because Sebastian was having sex with her.

“Ashley,” I said, “don’t be mad at me, but Sebastian and I are as close as it is possible and we have talked about it. He knows Ricky is sexually frustrated because his is gay and my brother isn’t. I think that if Ricky would like to give a massage to Sebastian, and kept his own clothes on, that Sebastian might go along with that. It probably isn’t completely what Ricky wants but it is something. My brother told me he knew he was torturing Ricky by being unavailable for him but now that he knows you two are leaving for New York - well -maybe something could be worked out.

So, Ashley and I cornered Sebastian and told him our idea. He was concerned that it would hurt Ricky even more if he didn’t get touched. But we all decided that this was the best we could do.

“I know what might help,” I said. “You all have seen each other naked this summer so this should not be a problem. Ashley, tell Rick that you and I will be in the room during the massage. He would get to massage you, Sebastian, without the intimacy that you cannot give.”

It talks to our closeness as friends that the two boys agreed to all this. Perhaps the two agreed to Ashley and I watching because they were used to us seeing them naked and the love among us was real and deeply felt. So there was my brother laying on the bed in the cabin on his stomach, his pretty ass vividly exposed to us. It was so sweet to watch how Ricky was so gently rubbing my brother’s back and butt.

Then something special happened. Sebastian noticed that Ricky had an erection and he said “Rick, I don’t mind if…you know…undress. We don’t want you to injure your cock.”

Ashley and I giggled as we watched the embarrassed Ricky strip. Like my brother, Rick had an impressive cock when it was hard. It didn’t stick straight out but like Sebastian’s cock, pointed slightly up.

Ashley leaned over to me and said “I always wanted to see my brother’s hard-on up close - Jesus, it must be a good six inches or more. Good lord.”

We were both fascinated about how Ricky worked Sebastian’s ass, licking up and down his crack and basically fucking my brother’s anus with his tongue. Poor Sebastian had trouble controlling his body, jerking, sometimes violently, as his best friend gave him the wonderful bodily sensation that only a man could give to another man.

After he had moistered up Sebasian’s anus, Ricky took out a string of five marbles and gently inserted them inside his friend’s rectum. He then had Sebastian turn over and Ricky just stared at my brother’s pulsating penis pointed right at his face. Rick leaned down and kissed and sucked all over Sebastian’s erect penis and his two flowing balls. Sebastian’s violent gyrations indicated that he was having an orgasm that was more intense and violent than he ever had had before. As Ricky pulled the marbles out of his friend’s tight ass, Sebastian ejaculated six massive cum shots into his best friend's mouth. Ricky made sure that Sebastian saw how he swirled his cum around in his mouth, enjoying the taste and the fact that it was his best friend’s cum that he loved. Ashley and I almost had our own organsm just watching.

When things settled down, Ricky helped Sebastian off the bed and Ashley and I went over to hug my brother. After all, he had just experienced a profound sexual moment and we wanted to share it with him. Then Sebastian noticed that his best friend still had his own powerful erection.

“Ricky,” Sebastian said, “that was wonderful. I love you and you are my best friend and I cannot leave you in such distress.” He kneeled down in front of Ricky, whose eyes were wide open in surprise and anticipation. Sebastian held his friend’s testicles in his hand and began a slow sucking of Ricky’s magnificent penis. He pushed Ricky on the bed and stroked the boy until his cum exploded from his delicate penis all over his chest.

Years later, Sebastian told me that was the first and only gay experience he ever had. He enjoyed it but was never tempted to repeat the experience with some other male. But it was a special moment for him and the memory of it contributed to the fact that he and Ricky always remained best friends for the rest of their lives. The day he and Rick shared their bodies with each other meant that the string of friendship never would be broken.

{{Chapter 9: ‘It’s a Wonderful World’ as narrated by Ali}}

By mid-August, Sebastian still missed Ashley and Ricky - two people who were rock solid for him when he needed it most. My poor younger brother was hurting inside so badly that he almost seemed to stop functioning. We all were very concerned and even little Caspian knew something was off with his brother. Sebastian still had not dealt with dad’s passing or the move of his friends to America. Then one afternoon I saw Sebastian walk off toward the fields to the pond. Thinking he was alone, he took off his clothes and again I saw this beautiful teenage boy completely naked.

Here he was feeling bad but all I could do was focus on his butt and remember how Ricky made love to my brother’s ass. Still, I sensed he needed to be alone so I remained hidden. Sebastian went swimming and then sat down on the blanket by the pond and just looked at the water. Soon I began to hear quiet crying and then a sob of despair and then heard him say “I miss you daddy - where are you?”

I decided I could not wait any longer and walked up and sat beside him. He looked up with his sobbing eyes, a little startled. “I am here, baby brother. I once heard a pretty boy say to his younger brother that he could hug the hurt out of his heart. Let’s see if that works.” So I brought my arms around my brother’s chest and squeezed him as hard as I could. He tried to hold onto my hands to add pressure to the hug and so I shifted around so that I sat directly behind him with my legs basically holding him in place.

I put my arms around him and rested his head on my upper chest and neck. I rocked him and repeatedly said that I loved him more than my own life (which I did).
Finally his weeping gradually stopped. “I know you miss Ashley and I know our daddy is not here, but if he was, he would say that ‘when you find your first love, it will be the most intense love you can have; when you lose your first love, it will be the hardest fall you can have.” I told my brother that he was strong enough to control his grief and would never forget his daddy. “As long as you remember him, you will remember that he loves you with all his heart and all his soul. Daddy will always live within you.”

We remained quiet for a few minutes and then I broke the silence and reached down and fondled my brother’s balls. “Jeez, Sebastian,” I said, “you are naked again.”

“I’m sorry sister, I will get dressed.”

“Oh, no you won’t. You are perfect as you are, so naked and so cuddly. I bet you haven’t had any sex in the last few days.”

He laughed and said “I really haven’t felt like it.”

“Well,” I said, “I feel your smooth cock getting - what could it be? - larger?” I began a slow massage of his precious balls and stroked his now hard penis. He laid his head back on my chest and when he was ready to cum, I could feel his body tighten up, and soon he exploded his essence all over my hand, over his genitals, and on the ground. I used my finger to clean off his penis crown, and I tickled him by rubbing his little penis slit.

We rested a minute for him to recover and then he said “Ali, I love you. Thanks for the relief. I need a quick swim.”

We stood up, I told him I would join him. He watched as I stripped and took a long look at my nudity. Holding hands, we walked into the water and had a nice swim.
When we got out, I proceeded to dress but asked him not to put on his clothes. “I like seeing you naked,” I said. I had him sit next to me and I just fondled him and even touched his little butt hole. He didn’t get hard - he obviously had expended himself earlier.

Then he asked that we switch positions and I sat between his legs with his soft penis and balls against my butt. He then massaged my breasts and was just starting to rub my vagina when our hyperactive little brother showed up. Naked as usual, he sat down in front of me. So there I was - in paradise - sitting between my two naked brothers.

“Aren’t you glad to see me?” Caspian asked, looking for a little reassurance.

“Of course we are,” I said. “We love you little brother.”

“Why are you here?” Sebastian asked.

“I noticed you were missing and I got worried. So I went looking, all by myself. I was so worried I didn’t even think of the lions. I really like seeing you naked, sister.”

“So, you were here all the time?” I asked.

“Sure,” Caspian replied. “Anytime you want to get naked around me, you have my permission to do so.”

“Well, thank you, little one,” I said. “That is good to know.”

“By the way,” Caspian said, “Mom wants you guys back - the grandparents are on the patio for the cookout.”

When we got up, Sebastian could not find his clothes and Caspian began laughing. “Where are my clothes, you little thief?” Sebastian asked. It took only five seconds of tickling the little fella to find where the clothes were located. So Sebastian swung his little naked brother over his head and on his shoulders. So there we were, me and my two beautiful naked brothers, walking to get their clothes when the little one made an announcement.

“In the last month, my little willy grew an eighth of an inch.”

Sebastian nearly dropped him as he laughed loudly. “Really,” he said, “grew that much?”

“Surely did,” Caspian replied. “Sister, take a look.” So I looked over Sebastian’ shoulder at Caspian’s penis and stared at it for a second.

“I don’t see the extra eighth of an inch,” I said.

“Oh,” Caspian said, dispirited by my assessment. “Brother, you believe me, don’t you?”

“Sure, little bro,” Sebastian said. “I can feel that extra eighth of an inch poking me in the back of my neck.”

“Yea!” Caspian yelled out in a triumphant shout.

“Sebastian,” I said laughing. “You are a naughty boy.” Since Sebastian had to keep both hands on his brother’s legs and feet so that he wouldn’t fall off, I knew he was defenseless. So I grabbed Sebastian’s cock and used it to lead him on his way. Sebastian grumbled and begged me to let go, but I didn’t do it. I finally let go of his penis when I felt him getting hard and I heard a great sigh of relief from him. We found the clothes, and I helped little Caspian to get dressed.

We had a nice cook-out and my mom and grandparents noticed the change in Sebastian’s demeanor. They could see he was beginning to get a handle on his sorrow for his father and the loss of his friends who were now in America. Knowing that everyone there (grandparents and Elliott and Maude) had seen him naked, he felt very comfortable being with them. It made for a relaxing and fun night for my pretty younger brother.

Suddenly, a little panic. Sebastian couldn’t see Caspian and asked “Where is he?”

“Right here,” said grandma Vera, sitting to the side. “The little bugger came over to me, stripped naked, and cuddled right up to me on the couch and promptly went to sleep.”

“I’m sorry, grandma,” Sebastian said. “We are, in fact, curing him of the ‘naked problem’”.

“I know, Sebastian,” Vera said. “We all have seen and admired how you have cared for this little boy, and helped him conquer his many fears. And besides, we all like our grandsons naked - we would be pleased if you would strip right now, my pretty boy.”

“Mother,” said my mom, “behave yourself.”

Sebastian smiled and kissed Vera and said “Not tonight, grandma, but I will next time if you promise NOT to behave yourself.” With the laughter surrounding him, he picked up his sleeping brother and carried him up stairs. “It’s late and time for Caspian and me to go to bed. Love you all.”

As the boy was already naked, Sebastian stripped because he knew that was what his brother would have wanted. Caspian woke up enough so that he could cuddle into the folds and angles of his brother and get comfortable.

Downstairs, the grandfathers left for their cottages and Elliott and Maude began the cleanup. So mom, grandmothers Vera and Susan and I snuck up to the boys’ bedroom. With the moonlight coming through the large bay window and the small night lights giving soft light, we could see everything as we snuck in and sat on the cushions under the bay window. We were very quiet and neither boy knew we were in the room. The boys had dozed off and were as revealing as possible. Caspian had pulled down the sheet and we saw that Sebastian was on his back, one leg slightly up which served to accentuate his genitals, with his penis sloping to his left, and his testicles, resting in his hairless scrotum, also to his left, his balls clearly protruding. Caspian’s little, nude body was resting on his brother’s right side, his cute button of a penis slightly pushed outward. Caspian’s head was nestled under Sebastian’s chin, resting on his brother’s neck and chest. Caspian’s right hand was resting on his older brother’s left nipple, while Sebastian’s hand was resting on Caspian’s smooth, small right butt cheek. We four women just stared at the beauty of the two nude boys. Then my mother went to the bed and kissed Sebastian on his cheek.

My brother woke up and saw his mom, sister, and grandmothers, looking at him. “Mom.” he said, “I am naked,” he said, his embarrassment very noticeable.

“I know, my dear, and now I have seen everything every little secret you have.”

There was a pause, and Sebastian whispered, “Well, I still feel embarrassed but I do like being admired.”

Vera, Susan, and I giggled softly at Sebastian’s little joke. Mom then leaned down and kissed her son on his lips, then moved down and kissed his pubic hairs and took his penis in her hand and kissed his crown. The boy looked on in wonder and then he saw me lean over and kiss his balls. My brother sighed and struggled not to get erect when we drew the sheet up to cover the two nude angels. Several years later, Sebastian admitted that the night our mom and I kissed his cock and balls remained a very special memory for him.

Mom and I rejoined my grandmothers and sat down quietly - we would stay until the boys fell asleep. That did not happen quickly. First, Caspian shifted and in doing so, he accidentally landed his knee right on his brother’s balls. Sebastian muffled his pain when he felt Caspian rubbing his injured testicles.

“Caspian,” he whispered (but loud enough for us to hear), “you need to stop that.”

“But I hurt you. It was an accident. I want to make it better.”

“Listen,” Sebastian said. “The person who gets to rub the balls is the person to whom the balls are attached. Not the person who caused the problem in the first place. I’m okay - go to sleep.” Sebastian closed his eyes, reliving the experience of the love that his mom and sister had shown him when kissing the most intimate parts of his body.

Suddenly, a small curly haired face looked up and stared at the face of his older brother. He slowly pulled the sheet away,leaving both again naked to the world.

“Why did you do that?” Sebastian asked in frustration. He pulled up the sheet.

Caspian leaned up and kissed his brother on his cheek and said “I love you.”

“And I love you, very, very much,” Sebastian replied and kissed Caspian on his forehead. The small boy then snuggled up to his older brother to find the niche where he felt most secure, when his body matched the curves of his brother’s body - like putting together two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

As the boys fell into sleep, the scene fades out for us, and the last thing we see is young Caspian slowly pulling the sheet away so that they can lay there naked to the world.. Well, almost naked. We can no longer see Sebastian’s testicles as Caspian’s hand has cupped his brother’s wounded balls and rubbed them to take away the pain. We hear a sigh of resignation from Sebastian. Soon we heard the deep breathing of the two boys as they finally fell asleep. We four just sat there, silently, admiring the nudity of Sebastian and Caspian.

[End of Part 2 (Chapters 5-9). I plan on more chapters at a later time.]

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