By brhmsj
Copyright 2023 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
* * * * *Charlie’s Stepmother 11
While she was quite delighted that Charlie had become such good friends
with Max, along with the benefit of being under Bunny’s authority (and
perhaps now submissive to Max, too), Fran was thinking that she’d been
relaxing things a bit at home with the boy. Bunny always reported any
spankings, even bedtime ones. Fran knew the value of Bunny’s spankings
but was thinking that even so, perhaps Charlie wasn’t getting spanked
enough, especially at home. On further reflection she decided that
definitely not enough spankings at home. Things needed to change. Teen
boys need regular spankings.
“When you come to dinner you are
to have your vibrator in, and bring me the remote,” Fran told him when
he got home from school one day not long after the weekend with Max.
Any mention of vibrators had an automatic response of getting Charlie
hard and quickly he was. He’d come to enjoy that she could see his
pants tenting in reaction. She’d trained him to be proud of his
erection and proud to let her see it. “No clothes until you go to
school tomorrow,” she added as he headed toward the stairs.
“Sure,” he said as he started up.
“What did you say young man?”
“I mean, yes Fran.”
“That’s better.” She demanded a certain respect as part of her control
in the household. Charlie expected the minor infraction had earned him
a spanking.
When Charlie came down for dinner having the
vibrator in him had him hard. Dad was already there. David enjoyed the
times he saw his son hard and always proudly took note of how similar
they were in that regard. There were greetings and Charlie gave Fran
the remote, noted by David.
Dinner was served and as they
started eating Charlie could feel a slight vibration. It was on the
lowest speed. It wasn’t exciting, just felt good. If this was all she
planned to do during dinner he knew he’d enjoy it. As the three of them
were discussing their days and other things, Charlie felt the pulsing
increase. He was sitting on the vibrator, of course, so his prostate
was being stimulated.
“We wouldn’t want anyone to cum at the
dinner table,” Fran said, taking in David as well as Charlie. Neither
responded. David knew what was going on, though.
Charlie now
did his best to remain calm but suddenly Fran moved it up a notch and
he couldn’t hide that he was gasping a bit. Was she going to make him
cum at the dinner table? That would be humiliating! It also would be an
excuse for a spanking. Charlie was quite aware that she hadn’t spanked
him for a while. In a way he missed it. Bunny gave a good spanking but
she wasn’t Fran.
Another increase on the vibrator and Charlie
knew there was nothing he could do. He stifled any sound of orgasm as
he shot, hitting the underside of the table. Fran and David knew that
he had shot but did not react. He felt his semen dripping onto his
legs. Charlie fought back tears. He was finding this particularly
humiliating, just as he knew Fran wanted.
When they were done Fran cleared the table then said “someone has earned himself a spanking.”
For one of the rare times when she said it Charlie begged, “please, Fran, don’t.”
Fran pulled her chair back, sat down, and covered her lap with a tea
towel, then patted her lap. Charlie stood, his semen still leaking from
his still semi-hard cock and covering his legs. Again near tears he
placed himself over her lap. He knew from experience that a post-orgasm
spanking would hurt more, his senses heightened by the orgasm. Just as
Fran wanted. And Dad was watching.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK Hard and quick. It hurt! It was unfair, too. He’d had no control.
But Fran had trained him to accept the unfair spankings as well as the
deserved ones.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK Charlie was
crying out with each swat. Fran put a leg over his in order to keep him
still. The pain was making him thrash on her lap.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK “ow! ow! ow!”
“David, do I need the brush?”
“No, not this time,” Charlie’s father said. He knew Fran would do as
she pleased so his opinion didn’t matter. That’s how he wanted it for
himself and his son had accepted that that was how things were for both
males in this household. David was happy that Charlie went along with
that. He seemed to thrive on it. However, David honestly thought that
in this instance his son should not get the hairbrush.
A few
more swats and Charlie was limp and crying over Fran’s lap. After a few
minutes she said “that’s what will happen any time you think he can cum
at the dinner table. That and your new paddle.”
“Yes, Fran,” Charlie said through his sniffles. She gave him a few more minutes.
“Clean up your mess, then upstairs and get your homework done. I’ll look in at bedtime.”
After cleaning the table and floor Charlie slowly went upstairs. He
went into the bathroom to clean up a bit and remove the vibrator. He
carefully cleaned it then brought it back to his room to go in the
special drawer. When he sat down at his desk the pain of the spanking
had him sitting gingerly. He put a pillow under him. He’d chat with Max
later and tell him everything. Part of their bond was telling each
other about all their discipline. Max would want to see the results.
Sure enough, when he messaged Max his friend demanded a video call.
“Looks like there is a bit of color, still,” Max said when he’d had a look.
“Color or not, it stings!” Charlie told him.
“She really wanted an excuse to spank you, didn’t she?”
“Yeah. She says she’s been a bit relaxed on my ‘training,’ as she calls it, and discipline. I guess. . .”
“She spank you with the vibrator in?”
“Yeah. That made it worse, I think. I know you hate having a plug in when you’re spanked.”
“That’s for sure, but Mom hasn’t done that in a long time. At least not
with me. I think she’s planning some changes in the regimen here. It’s
hard to tell but it just seems that things may change a bit. She won’t
stop spanking us, that’s for sure!”
“Hey, it’s almost eleven and I need to get ready for bed. Fran will be coming up. She probably wants to watch me.”
“I need to go, too. Mom’s going to spank Gerry before bed and he
deserves it.” Both boys smiled. They knew Gerry and knew how Bunny
dealt with him, both a bit surprised that his punishment this time was
a spanking. Yes, things were changing. “I don’t want a spanking for not
being ready. See ya in school tomorrow.” Charlie said goodbye and then
clicked off.
When one sleeps nude and already is nude before
bed there isn’t much to do to get ready. Charlie didn’t need long in
the bathroom. He was waiting for Fran and didn’t wait long. She
entered, showing no sign that she’d given Charlie a hard spanking just
a few hours ago. Charlie knew why she was there and got hard without
fondling himself.
“Go ahead,” Fran said. Charlie lay back on
his bed and edged himself for a while. He knew she liked that.
Sometimes he waited for permission to cum. Tonight, though, he could
tell that he was on his own. The edging got the better of him and with
a groan he let go, shooting well up his chest. Fran smiled. “Clean up
and get to bed,” was all she said. Charlie did.
The next
morning his bottom still was a bit sore and the sting would linger
through the day. Charlie and Max, and no doubt many other boys at the
school, had become expert at hiding discomfort from recent spankings.
The friends passed a look between them on their first meeting of the
day. Other than that there was no sign that Charlie had a sore bottom.
For the rest of the week Charlie sensed that the threat of a spanking
was hovering about when Fran was home. She said nothing but there was
something about her attitude. Each night through Friday she watched him
do his latenight masturbation. He didn’t really like that but it was
just another form of Fran’s control which he had to accept. When he
finished on Friday his cage was snapped on him. On Saturday morning he
talked with Max, learning that he, too, was caged for the weekend. As
was Gerry. Only Timmy escaped but he still had some developing to do.
He’d get caged soon enough.
“That will keep you a good little
boy for the weekend,” Fran had said as she locked Charlie into the
chastity device. She didn’t say “good little boy” as much nowadays.
Charlie still hated it. By now Charlie was accustomed enough to the
cage that he was able to control his desire to get hard. Most of the
time. At that age there often is no control over that.
As with
any household with teens, Charlie had his share of things he was
expected to do over the weekend. He usually did them Saturday morning
and by his own choice did them naked. Fran was caging him more often on
weekends so this Saturday morning he was wearing only the cage. Around
ten o’clock, as he was taking care of some things, the doorbell rang.
From the other room Fran called out “be a good little boy and open the
door, please.” There had been a few times when guests had seen him
naked at home and some of those guests were not people involved in
Naked at Home or in Woman Power. However, if she asked him to answer
the door it meant that whoever it was likely would not be shocked by a
naked boy answering the door, though the cage might get a reaction. Any
boy is humiliated by being seen wearing a cage.
Opening the
door revealed Carol, with Vic. Fran and Bunny had become good friends
with Carol but Charlie and Max somehow did not warm up to Vic. Nor he
to them. No animosity, just no friendship. By her reaction to seeing
him answer the door naked, Charlie knew that Carol was expected. He let
them in. As soon as the door was shut, with no instruction from his
mother, Vic removed his clothes. “Well trained,” thought Charlie.
They’d showered after gym classes but Charlie never had taken a good
look at Vic naked. Vic looked good naked. The equipment was fairly
average but pleasant to look at; cut, like most American boys. As
Charlie had noted in the showers, Vic was more severely manscaped than
Max and his brothers. Charlie assumed that his mother did that task. He
did wonder if Vic were a “grower.” If so, he’d have nothing to be
embarrassed about.
Fran joined them. She quickly assessed Vic,
her face showing approval. “Come in, come in,” she said and led them to
the den. “Charlie, go to your room and get your implements and the
special pants.”
“Yes, Fran.” He made his way upstairs. Vic stood by the den door, awaiting instruction.
“A polite boy,” observed Carol.
“Yes. He’s my good little boy.” Charlie didn’t hear that. He’d have
hated hearing it in front of Carol and Vic. Vic gave a quiet snort of
derision which Carol heard and gave him a stern look. He shifted his
feet a bit and remained quiet. He’d heard such phrases at home, too.
Unsure of how much Fran expected him to gather up, Charlie brought down
everything – the vibrator, the plugs, the hairbrush, and the
thermometer. Carol and Vic already had seen the cage, the only part of
this that was embarrassing, so far. However, he was sure that if Vic
didn’t already have a cage he would have one quite soon. Later today,
perhaps. A pleasant thought. Charlie deposited everything on the couch
next to Fran.
“You boys go into the kitchen and get a snack,”
Fran told them. Charlie led the way to the kitchen where there was an
awkward silence.
“Does she make you wear that every weekend?” Vic asked, hesitatingly. An awkward end to the awkward silence.
“Seems to be happening more and more,” Charlie answered. “What would
you like? I can make some coffee. I think there’s a coffee cake here.”
There was.
“Anything sounds good,” Vic replied. Soon coffee
was on, the cake was on the table, plates and forks ready. When the
coffee was ready Charlie poured two cups then sliced some pieces of
cake for each of them. For a while they ate in silence.
“Do you really use all of that stuff you brought down?” Vic said after a few minutes.
Charlie chuckled. “More accurate to say that they get used on me,
though I do use the plugs and even the vibrator sometimes by myself
sometimes. I know you have a vibrator. What else?”
Vic blushed
a bit. “That’s what we’re here about today. Your mom and Max’s mom have
told her about things and she wants to see for herself. So far it’s
just the vibrator for me and you know how she’s used it. Do you know
what it’s like walking around the mall with a big cum stain on your
pants?” Charlie didn’t know but he could imagine.
“That really sucks,” Charlie responded.
“To be honest, I wish she’d spank me instead. Though knowing her if I
were to get spanked she’d yank down my pants and give me a bare ass
spanking right there in the mall. If she uses the vibrator for
punishment it’s for something I did earlier. She’ll make me strip, she
puts it in me, then we go out.”
“Wow” was all Charlie could
say. Cumming into the special pants was bad enough. A big stain would
be the worst. Funny, though, he’d never seen Vic with a stain. Or any
other boys. He hadn’t been looking, either, but he figured it would be
pretty obvious. Must have been timing. He’d be on the lookout from now
on. Somehow Vic couldn’t be the only one.
With some hesitation Vic said “I have thought that a plug might be fun.”
“I enjoy them.”
After a brief silence while Vic thought about Charlie’s comment, he said “You and Max seem to be pretty good friends.”
“Yeah, we have a lot. . . a lot in common, I guess.” Charlie thought
maybe that was saying too much. Vic seemed to have taken the point.
“I know his brother Gerry, at least I see him around school and he’s
been in some of my classes. He always seems a bit stuck up to me.”
Charlie thought a moment. “Yeah, he does come off that way. He’s not a bad guy, really.”
“Don’t they have another brother?”
“Timmy. He’ll be in high school next year.”
“What about Gerry’s friend Patrick?” This question seemed a bit loaded,
as in Vic might be attracted to Patrick. Or wondering what Gerry and
Patrick might be doing together.
“I’ve met him but really
don’t know much about him other than he and Gerry are pretty tight.” He
wasn’t going to reveal that he knew they had sex together. “Seems like
a good guy.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” There was more quiet as they finished the cake and coffee.
The atmosphere a bit less tense now and knowing that Vic did get
spanked, Charlie was comfortable asking “do you have your own
hairbrush?”
“Not yet,” Vic answered with a wry smile. Maybe
the ice was melting a bit. “Mom is expert with a wooden spoon, let me
tell you, but I have no doubt that I will have a brush after today. Mom
wants to know about everything you have. I’m surprised Max’s mom isn’t
here, too.” No sooner had he said that but the doorbell rang. Eyebrows
on both boys went up.
“Charlie, honey, be a good little boy and open the door,” Fran called from the den.
“I hate when she calls me that,” Charlie said quietly. Vic nodded
knowingly. “Yes, Fran,” Charlie called out as he made his way to the
door. Sure enough there was Bunny not only with Max but Timmy, too.
Charlie was relieved to see Max.
“Come in, come in,” he said.
They did. When she heard the door shut Fran called out “We’re in here,
Bunny.” Bunny gave her sons a look. They had begun undressing so it
wasn’t needed. Soon three neat piles of clothes were by the door.
“Vic is here,” Charlie told them. “We’ve been having snacks in the
kitchen.” As they went down the hall he said “we have some coffee cake
and I can make more coffee if you want.”
“Coffee sounds good to me,” Max said. Timmy, wanting to be like the older boys, said that he’d like some, too.
In his excitement Timmy already was hard even before his clothes were
coming off, though showing no sign of concern about it. Charlie knew
that all three boys and their dad gave no thought to this. Even so, he
was impressed that Timmy was so casual about it in this new situation.
He took a good look at the youngest boy. He was developing quite a bit.
“Max, you know Vic.” The boys greeted each other. “This is Max’s little brother, Timmy.”
As the boys shook hands Vic looked down at Timmy’s abdomen and said
“maybe not so little!” Even Timmy laughed with the other boys, while he
blushed. Max was proud, as an older brother, of Timmy’s development and
liked having it seen, when appropriate. Charlie set about getting more
coffee going and bringing out more plates and forks. Soon the two new
arrivals were eating and drinking.
“Seems that the moms have
something planned today and it may not be all that much fun for us,”
Vic said. Three heads nodded agreement.
“Fran isn’t my mom,” Charlie told Vic. “My mother died a few years ago and Dad married Fran.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
“No, no, it’s cool. Dad and Fran are really happy together and she and
I get along really well, so it’s all been good. Except that I do miss
my mom sometimes. Life with her would never have been like this.”
“That good or bad?” Vic asked.
“A little of both, I guess. It certainly is different!”
“So, do you guys have all this stuff that Charlie has?” Vic asked the brothers.
“Sure do,” replied Max. No need to guess what Vic was referring to. “Our own paddles now, too, thanks to Fran.”
“Our brushes have our names on them, just like Charlie’s,” Timmy added, seemingly quite proud of that fact.
“No shit,” Vic said. “That sounds almost weird, but. . .”
“Nah,” said Max, “a lot of guys do. We each have a special drawer for ours.”
“Mine sits on my bureau. Fran calls it a reminder.”
“Doesn’t seem to have had much effect,” Max teased.
“Ha!” said Charlie. “She spanks me whenever she wants, though, regardless. They get the same from their mom.”
“Mine does, too,” Vic told them. Their lives were quite similar and
soon Vic’s would be more like the other three. “Do you really think
there are other guys who have their own hairbrushes and stuff?”
“Quite sure,” Max replied. Knowing who his mother’s friends were he was
certain about some boys and reasonably sure about some others. Vic was
silent, mulling over this information.
When the newcomers had
finished their cake and coffee Charlie suggested they go up to his
room. He went to the living room and asked Fran “is it ok if we go
upstairs?”
“If the kitchen is clean, yes.” The kitchen was
clean. Charlie went back to get the others and they followed him
upstairs. Vic now knew that Charlie had his brush in view so noticed it
immediately.
“Wow – you really do have your brush where anyone can see it.”
“Go ahead and pick it up,” Charlie told him.
“With your name on it. . .”
“Well, it’s for my bottom only,” Charlie replied. “Though, to be honest, Max’s butt has felt it, too.” Max blushed slightly.
Vic laughed. “You’re buddies, so why not?” The other three joined him
in laughter. Now the group really was feeling comfortable together. The
chatter wandered away from nudity and mothers with power to the usual
sort of things teen boys talk about. Charlie was aware, though, that no
talk of girls came up. So far there had been no talk of sex lives with
Vic. Charlie had no idea if Vic liked girls, boys, or both.
After a while they heard Fran calling. “Boys, come down here, please.”
A nod from Charlie made it clear that they shouldn’t delay. Max knew
that already. When they entered the living room the older three boys
noticed a look of expectation on Carol’s face.
“Vic, come
here,” Carol said. Vic obeyed. From her purse Carol produced a cage.
She took some time showing it to Bunny and Fran. “As you see, it’s a
bit different from these two but no less effective.” Vic had no idea
that she’d bought one.
“Maybe our boys should have a second one, just for variety,” Bunny said. Fran nodded her agreement.
Having shown off the cage, Carol snapped it onto Vic. “There,” she
said, “boys look good wearing only their chastity cages.” Three boys
blushed, even though two were uncaged for now. Fran and Bunny readily
agreed. Watching all this had made Timmy hard and, for what was first
time, he looked embarrassed about it. At least Charlie that had ever
seen. This wasn’t family so the situation was different.
Bunny
added to Timmy’s discomfort. “Timmy, show the ladies what you can do.”
This meant only one thing – Timmy had to masturbate in front of
everyone. He was producing now, though not plentifully yet. That would
be soon. Bunny enjoyed seeing her youngest son bring himself to a
climax. Timmy was young and hard so his need was great so somewhat
reluctantly he obeyed his mother, as much from need as from obedience.
He still hadn’t learned control and shot fairly quickly. Carol was
impressed.
Timmy’s masturbation done, Bunny produced two
cages. Timmy’s eyes widened as he realized he was about to have his
first experience being caged. Quickly Vic was joined by two more guest
boys in being caged. Now it was all four teens.
“Timmy’s first cage,” Bunny said with pride.
“Three sons reaching manhood,” Carol said, admiringly when the cages
were in place. “Have you thought about finding girls for them? Having
Lynn in charge of Vic has proven an excellent arrangement.” Now Vic was
blushing heavily. He’d told Max and Charlie that he had a schedule, as
they did, but not that his sister was doing him. That was humiliating
enough without his peers knowing about it.
“I don’t want to share Charlie that way,” Fran said. Charlie felt relieved.
Bunny opined “It might make my life a bit easier for me, since I have
three boys to mind. Take some of the load off, as it were.” Neither Max
nor Timmy liked the sound of that.
The boys were given no
further instructions so waited patiently while the women chatted some
more. Finally Carol said “we need to get dinner going at home. Vic,
gather up your clothes.” All four boys didn’t miss that she had not
told Vic to put on his clothes.
The mothers didn’t, either.
“You two get your clothes,” Bunny said, also not saying to put them on.
This was not Vic’s first time riding home naked. He hated it, terrified
that he’d be seen by kids who knew him. However, he was not shocked
that he wouldn’t be dressed for his ride home but wearing the cage made
the prospect more disturbing than usual. Timmy gasped when he realized
what this meant. He’d never had to ride naked and didn’t know that Max
already had. Would someone see them as they went to the car? And their
cages?
The three boys picked up their clothes and waited.
Carol thanked Fran for her hospitality. “This won’t be the last time,”
Fran assured her. Bunny made her farewell.
“No running, boys,”
Bunny instructed. The walk to the car could not be quick, increasing
the chance that they might be seen. They weren’t.
Back home,
Vic had his cage removed by his sister who gave him his afternoon
masturbation. When he was cleaned up she washed the cage and put it
back on him. Vic was allowed to dress for dinner. At Max’s house cages
were not removed and the three brothers were naked until their cages
were removed Monday morning and they dressed for school. Timmy was
having a hard time adjusting. His cock had a mind of its own and tried
to get hard quite often. Max did give him some encouragement.
For Charlie it was the same. On Sunday he got a bedtime spanking, too.
Bedtime spankings were becoming more regular as Fran reinforced her
authority. His cage was removed before school, per usual.
To be continued.
Charlie’s Stepmother 12
Four Boys and the Pool
The
school year was winding down and the weather was getting hot. One day
the foursome of Charlie, Max, Artie, and Luke were eating lunch
together. Artie asked Max “how come we’ve never gotten to use your
pool?”
As we know, Max and his brothers were nervous about
risking Bunny exerting her authority or demanding Naked at Home in
front of their friends, so few had visited. The nude in the pool rule
had kept Max from inviting Artie or anyone else. So many boys seemed so
modest, which Max thought was silly, but that’s how it was.
After the conversation at Charlie’s about spankings, Max had been
thinking that Artie needed some real exposure to what life with Woman
Power was like. Having him visit to swim would be a good way to do it.
Yes, maybe some things should change. “I’ll ask my parents if you guys
can come over some afternoon.” A look passed between Max and Charlie.
“I know Charlie’s been swimming with you,” Artie pushed on.
“Hey, I said I’d ask. I’ll let you know.”
The next day Max told Artie and Luke that they were welcome to come by
on Saturday. “Mom says after lunch will be good.” The two boys were
delighted.
Later when Max and Charlie were alone together,
Charlie said “you didn’t say anything about swimming nude,” his tone
making it clear he had an idea what Max was up to.
“Nope. It
will do them good to have to swim nude but not expect it. I’m sure
they’d refuse if they knew they knew the rule. Neither of them knows
about Naked at Home, either.” Charlie agreed with Max’s theory. This
will be a fun afternoon.
Saturday when he’d finished his
chores Charlie rode his bike over to Max’s. Max had finished up his
morning’s tasks. Bunny answered the door when Charlie rang. “Hi
Charlie, come in and get your clothes off. The boys are out back.”
Charlie let himself into Max’s room, stripped, and went out to the
pool. The three brothers were there, along with their father. Greetings
were made all around. Given that this was a special day with new
guests, all four boys were cage-free for the day.
“Get wet!”
Max said. Charlie didn’t need a second invitation. He did his best to
make a big splash as he went into the pool. It wasn’t long before
everyone was called for lunch, one adult and four teens all naked
around the table. Bunny and Gerald knew about Max’s plan so after lunch
they told Max and Charlie to get dressed and be ready for their
friends. Gerry and Timmy cleaned up the kitchen, then went back out to
the pool, naked.
About a half-hour later the doorbell rang.
Max answered, knowing who it was. Sure enough, Artie and Luke were
outside the door with expectant looks on their faces. Both had
backpacks with sundries, including the swimsuits they would not be
needing.
“Hi guys. C’mon in and we can go straight through to
the pool.” Bunny and Gerald made sure to be elsewhere for a while. Max
led them through the house and out to the pool area. Just as Artie was
about to ask where they could change he saw Timmy, stark naked,
climbing out of the pool.
“Um. . . does he always swim. . . y’know. . .?”
“Naked? Of course. We all do,” Max replied. As Artie was taking this in
Gerry emerged from the pool, also starkers. While Luke was surprised,
he wasn’t shocked like Artie. In fact, he had done some naked swimming
and loved it. He only wished he’d known sooner that he could swim nude
here. All four boys, except Timmy, had been naked together in the
locker room at one time or another. Seeing each other nude was no big
deal, just unexpected that it would happen here, too.
“But. . . doesn’t your mother see?”
“Well sure. She’s our Mom. No big deal.” Max was at his best
nonchalance though he had to make a real effort not to laugh at his
friend. Charlie kept in the background for the moment, also afraid that
he might laugh. “Everyone swims nude here, you, too.”
“But. . .”
“It’s swim nude or go home. Those are the rules.” Artie would not have
had to go home but Max felt that the threat made it more dramatic. Max
started undressing.
“I want to swim,” said Charlie as he pulled off his clothes. Eager to swim, Luke agreed and soon they were naked.
“We’ve all seen each other in the showers at school. It’s no biggie,”
Max told Artie who had not undressed. Timmy and Gerry had done their
bit with their naked appearances from the pool and now were back in the
pool. They shouted encouragement. Artie slowly stripped. In his
nervousness he was partially hard. He made a dash for the pool and dove
in.
Once everyone was in the water Artie felt a bit more
relaxed. Luke had not been uncomfortable once he knew the situation.
There was chatter for a while. Luke and Artie knew Gerry but hadn’t met
Timmy so introductions were made, too. After a few minutes Artie had
more questions.
“Do your parents swim nude, too?”
“Only Dad,” Max told him. “I told you, we have Woman Power here.” Artie
didn’t quite understand it all yet but realized that he wasn’t going to
learn more at the moment.
In an near-whisper Artie asked “what if you. . . y’know. . . get hard?” His face went red.
“No biggie,” Gerry said. “We get hard all the time. Dad, too. It’s what
guys do.” On hearing that Artie got hard in the water. Max made a grab
for Artie’s cock.
“Yeah, I knew you were hard already.” No one
had ever handled Artie’s erection other than himself. It was surprising
to be held but it felt good, too. Max didn’t hold on long. Artie had
said nothing and now found himself with something else to think about.
Did he like what Max did?
Soon there was more splashing about the pool, everyone relaxing into the fun. And being naked.
However another surprise was coming, especially for Artie. Not a
surprise for the brothers and Charlie but certainly for the two guests.
After the boys had been in the pool for a while and the newcomers felt
settled, Gerald, also stark naked, appeared from the house. Artie was
spanked by his father but other than spankings his father rarely saw
him naked. Rarer was Artie seeing his Dad naked, though he had.
Even though he’d been told that Gerald would be naked, the reality of
it came as a shock for Artie. This was someone else’s father! “Um. . .
guys. . .” he said. The brothers and Charlie had noticed Gerald but
hadn’t reacted. They knew what Artie meant.
“Aw, grow up,”
Gerry said, by now rather annoyed with Artie’s reactions to what was,
to him, just normal nudity. Gerald did hear the exchange and smiled to
himself.
Having Girl Power in his household, Luke often was
seen naked by family members and accepted it, though was not casual
about it. His father never had been unduly modest so the whole family
often saw him naked, too, basically when he was going to or from the
shower. When he was little Luke had swum naked with his dad. This was
the first time Luke saw someone else’s dad naked, though, so he was a
bit surprised because it was a new experience.
Sizing up the
situation in the pool, Gerald gave a slight running start and did a
cannonball, giving a big splash. Even Artie had to laugh at that. When
he surfaced Gerald swam over to the teens and said to Max, “could you
introduce me to your friends?”
These guys were Charlie and
Max’s friends, so Max did the honors. They were in a part of the pool
that wasn’t shallow enough to shake hands which was a relief to Artie.
That would have felt way too weird. Gerald quickly put the newcomers at
ease. Soon laughter was heard, especially when Gerald tickled Timmy.
Father and son enjoyed that intimacy.
“I’m turning into a
prune,” Max said a bit later. Timmy and Gerald stayed in the pool while
the others climbed out. Artie had to admit to himself that the sun felt
good as it dried his wet naked body. Suddenly he remembered that Bunny
hadn’t been seen yet. Max noticed Artie’s look of nervousness and came
to his friend’s aid before Gerry could make another sarcastic remark.
“Mom sees naked guys all the time here,” Max quietly told Artie. “Don’t let it bother you.”
“Yeah, but. . .”
“You’ll be ok. Mom sees Charlie naked all the time.” Artie sighed in acceptance but he didn’t feel good about it.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been naked outside,” Artie admitted to the
others, trying to buck himself up. It was feeling better and better.
“It’s great, isn’t it?” Charlie responded. Artie agreed. He was feeling
a bit more relaxed again. For the moment. Timmy’s giggling from the
pool as Gerald tickled him some more helped ease things, too.
As Gerald and Timmy finally emerged, Bunny appeared at the door. “Would you boys like snacks?” she called.
“I’m sure they would,” her husband replied.
Seeing Bunny, Artie blushed deeply with embarrassment. He also felt
himself getting hard in his embarrassment and turned away from the
door. Gerald saw the rising cock and winked at Artie. He came over and
put an arm around Artie’s shoulder. “Let’s have a talk, kiddo.” Without
letting Artie respond he led the boy quite a way from the group. He
kept their backs turned to the group, too. Artie was relieved at that,
at least, as his cock had been rising a bit more.
“Gerry and
Max, help get things for your guests,” Bunny said. She couldn’t help
but observe what was going on with Gerald and Artie. It was good.
To his surprise, Luke was not embarrassed but was unsure how he should
behave. When he saw Charlie joining Gerry and Max he went with them.
Max’s mother seemed nice. It seemed hard to think that she spanked her
sons regularly but by now Luke knew that she did.
By now Gerry
felt that he’d done his favor for Max. He still couldn’t get Patrick to
come over and swim naked and would have liked having his friend, too.
He thought he should be free to leave by now and was annoyed that he
had to help out yet again. Even with his regular spankings and other
discipline he still gave in to a bad attitude sometimes. Max knew the
signs and felt some concern, more for what Gerry might do around his
friends than for the possibility that Bunny would take action now
rather than later.
“Don’t think I don’t see you,” Bunny said
to Gerry, loud enough that everyone heard her. Max and Charlie paid it
little mind but Luke felt a bit awkward. He didn’t want to witness a
spanking. Gerry did help but did little to hide his annoyance at still
being home. “Do you need an attitude adjustment, right here in front of
your guest.”
“He’s not my guest,” Gerry said, sealing his fate. Bunny grabbed him by his upper arm and pulled him toward a kitchen chair.
“I’m sorry you have to see this,” Bunny said to Luke as she pulled her
eldest son over her lap. A rapid series of spanks came down on his
bottom which led very quickly to Gerry yelping and crying out in pain.
Luke watched open mouthed. He’d never seen anyone else get a spanking,
not even his sister. Bunny certainly knew her business, too.
SMACK SMACK SMACK Her hand continued to come down hard. To his shame,
Gerry cried out “Mommy, please, I’ll be good.” SMACK SMACK.
“Yes, you will.” She delivered a few more smacks, stopping before Gerry
might start to cry. As she let him up she said “go stand in your corner
until I release you.” Gerry moved rather quickly out of the kitchen,
humiliated that Luke had seen this. By now it wasn’t uncommon for
Charlie to witness Gerry’s discipline. Or Max’s or Timmy’s, for that
matter. He’d had his own share while here, too.
The spanking
over and Gerry dispatched, Bunny acted as if nothing had happened. The
snacks were on trays now and ready to go. The three remaining boys took
things to the patio table.
“Does that happen a lot?” Luke asked when the trio were alone.
“Yeah, and he gets more sometimes,” Max replied but offered no more
information. Luke would hear about it eventually. As they took the
snacks and drinks off the trays Gerald returned with Artie. Artie was
looking far less uncomfortable and his cock was soft again.
Bunny did not join them. Gerald casually said “that looks good and I
could use a snack after that swim.” He had no intention of further
embarrassing Artie. Gerald noticed Gerry’s absence and had a good idea
as to what may have happened. He said nothing. Soon food and drink were
happily being consumed along with happy chatter.
Luke didn’t
realize what was happening but he was telling a lot about himself,
revealing a bit more about his domestic situation than he might have if
asked more directly. Gerald could read between the lines and got the
message about Luke’s sister being in charge of him. Gerald had no
experience of Girl Power but of course he knew about it, so was
interested to hear about Luke’s experiences. Like his sons, he came
from a family of boys, all under the rule of Woman Power. There was
Girl Power when he was a kid and he had some friends under the control
of their sisters but it had been a while since he’d given it much
thought. Perhaps a private chat with this guest was in order.
When everyone was done eating Max and Charlie took things back to the
kitchen, Artie joining them. He was testing himself with the
possibility of Bunny seeing him. There was no sign of Gerry. As they
cleaned up, Bunny did appear. “You must be Artie,” she said pleasantly.
“Yes, ma’am.” Artie could feel himself chubbing slightly.
“I’m sure you’re enjoying yourself,” she said brightly and with a
smile. “Boys, I need to do some errands so I’m off for a while.
Remember not to get into the pool for at least a half hour, preferably
longer.”
“We won’t, Mom,” Max promised.
“Also
remember not to cum except inside each other,” she added. “Such good
little boys,” Bunny said as she departed. Artie didn’t know how to take
that. He could see that his friends didn’t like it. There must be a
story here. And what did she mean with the other instruction? He
couldn’t imagine either of his parents saying “cum” around him. Life
here certainly was different.
Outside Gerald casually had held
back Luke when the others went inside. Timmy had wandered off to be
alone with his phone, leaving Gerald and Luke together. Without seeming
to pry, Gerald made gentle inquiries about Luke’s home life. The boy
was a bit uncomfortable talking about this now more directly than he
had been and with an adult, particularly an adult he’d only just met
that day. Gerald seemed cool, though, and Luke ended up being quite
open about things.
“Our boys have the same masturbation
schedule that you have,” Gerald said when Luke basically was done. With
a smile he added, “but they don’t have any sisters to do it for them.”
“So, their mom doesn’t. . .” Luke couldn’t finish the sentence.
“Oh, no, nor do I, but she keeps a strict watch on the schedule. There
have been a few spankings for trying to sneak an extra time.” Luke
blushed a bit.
With a wry look, Luke said “yeah, my sister saw
to that.” Now they were laughing. Luke was enjoying this afternoon now
that he was settled.
Kitchen cleanup done, the other buddies came out of the house. “Anything we’re allowed to hear?’ Max asked in greeting.
“As a matter of fact, no,” his dad answered with a smile. Neither Max
nor Charlie pushed it. “I’ve got some things to do inside. Wait another
twenty minutes or so before you get back in the pool.”
“Sure,
Dad,” Max said. Gerald left them alone but with every intent of keeping
an eye on them to see what went on. Max and Charlie’s sexual
relationship was no secret. Would the circle widen a bit?
“Your dad’s kinda cool,” Luke said when Gerald was gone.
“We think so!” Max replied.
“Does he ever spank you?”
“Nope. Just Mom.” Before his sister had taken control of him, Luke had
been spanked by both his parents. It did seem a bit odd that these boys
never were spanked by their father. As time went on and he visited some
more he would find out how Bunny, and only Bunny, ran the household.
In the meantime Bunny had excused Gerry from his corner as she got ready to go out. “Are you going to Patrick’s?” she asked.
“Yes, mommy.” Gerry still was contrite. She liked that.
“Should I put your cage on you to remind you to behave?”
“Please, mommy, no.”
“Fine, but don’t press your luck, young man.”
“Yes mommy.”
Freed, Gerry ran upstairs, dressed quickly, and was out the door.
Patrick would see the clear evidence of a spanking which led to a
conversation Gerry wasn’t happy about but which he knew eventually
would have to happen. Odd, he thought, that it hadn’t happened already,
given their close friendship. He and Patrick both knew that the other
got spanked but never discussed it and so far had never seen the
evidence of a red bottom on the other.
Back at the pool,
conversation moved away from domestic life and discipline to more usual
teen topics. Timmy rejoined them, announcing that it was safe to get
back into the pool. Charlie and Max had not been able to get any
reading on their two friends as to whether anything sexual might
happen. Artie had not forgotten Bunny’s cryptic instruction but nothing
was leading to any openings for discussion.
Five o’clock
arrived all too soon. Artie and Luke had to go home. To Max’s
amusement, both seemed reluctant to get dressed. That was a good sign!
With promises from Max that they’d be welcome back, the two guests went
home. Charlie was staying overnight, as he did so often.
It
was afternoon masturbation time. When the pals got to Max’s room, Max
said “seeing their naked butts and yours all afternoon I want to fuck
you good!”
“Mmmmm,” was all Charlie needed to say. In short
order Charlie was on his back, legs up, Max lubed and making entry. Max
was so excited that he shot very quickly. Charlie was so worked up that
for the first time he shot spontaneously just from having Max in him.
Max collapsed on top of Charlie and the two lay there holding each
other. After a while they heard Bunny come in followed by the smell of
pizza.
“Cool! We’re doing a pizza night!” Max said. The boys
cleaned up and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower to get any
semen off them. When they were done Bunny called upstairs “hey boys,
pizza tonight. Get down here!” The boys ran downstairs where they met
Gerald on his way from his office, all three going into the kitchen.
Timmy already was there, back from wherever he’d been. “I’m letting
Gerry stay overnight with Patrick, so just us.”
Dinner was
enjoyed by all. Charlie and Max were tired after the day in the pool so
a TV evening was welcome. Charlie made sure he was between Gerald and
Max. He put an arm around Max while Gerald put an arm around him and
around Timmy on the other side. Even as tired as they were, all three
boys were hard immediately when arms were in place. Charlie could see
that Gerald was checking him out which only got him more excited.
At eleven Bunny said to Max and Charlie “upstairs with you two, I’ll
check on you shortly.” Timmy had gone up earlier to make phone calls
with some of his female friends. He found it exciting to talk to them
when he was nude and they had no idea that he was. Charlie and Max went
upstairs, still hard, their hardons leading the way. Gerald and Bunny
shared a smile at the sight of the two erect boys.
The boys were lying on the bed when Bunny looked in. “Have you taken care of things?”
“No, mom.” “No, ma’am.”
“That’s fine. No problem with missing now and then. However, you need
bedtime spankings to help you sleep. If you have the energy afterwards
you’re free to take care of yourselves. Charlie, you’re the guest.”
Bunny had sat down on Max’s chair and was ready for a boy to go over
her lap. Charlie dutifully did, as he now was doing quite often. It
wasn’t a hard spanking, it just somehow made him relax. He never
understood how that worked. Even so, when she was done his bottom was
red and there was a comforting sting.
The boys switched. Max’s
spanking was a bit harder. Ultimately the result was the same for him.
Bunny waited until they were under the sheets before leaving them. When
they were alone they kissed for a few minutes but the spankings did
their work and sleep arrived quickly, masturbation forgotten. Unusual
for boys their age.
Sunday was mostly pool. Charlie and Max
had their morning masturbation before getting out of bed, then a quick
shower to clean off any dry semen. They waited the usual hour before
getting into the pool after breakfast. Much of the hour was spent
helping Gerald do some pool maintenance, mostly getting leaves out of
the pool.
Gerry returned home showing signs of an improved
attitude, at least for the time being. Nonetheless he was caged on
arrival and not released until school the next day. “I bet Patrick
fucked him more than once,” Max said to Charlie when they had a private
moment. “I can tell by his attitude.” Charlie agreed.
During
the day Max and Charlie talked a lot about Artie and Luke. They
certainly hoped that the experience had made them converts to the
clothes-free lifestyle. Time would tell. Maybe next time they’d see if
Vic would join the group. Swimming nude shouldn’t be an issue with him.