By brhmsj
Copyright 2023 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
* * * * *Charlie’s Stepmother 24
The Boys and the Dads
While
Fran and Charlie were going to New York, then his puppy play and other
adventures, there had been a development sparked by the pool day of
boys and dads. The three fathers had the inevitable effect of nakedness
breaking down barriers and had quite enjoyed meeting. Friendships
formed, in pairs and for all three. Some dad pool days had resulted,
too, much to the amusement of the wives.
Harry had been quite
aware that Charlie had been hard around him. He was flattered, even
intrigued, and did ponder it a bit. So far he’d said nothing to the
other two. Like most guys, he’d had jerkoff buddies as a teen, but
never had thought of himself as anything but hetero. He had no
complaints about his sex life with Carol!
Before he met Bunny,
Gerald had been actively bisexual. He told her that when they started
dating. By his own choice his sex with men tapered off and when they
got married Bunny asserted herself, saying that any sex outside of
marriage was at her discretion. He had lived up to that with no issues.
David also was exclusively hetero. He had explored sex with men briefly
during college. He did enjoy it but felt no need to continue. As a
result, it caused no problems for him that his son, by all appearances,
was homosexual.
The boys seem to have sorted themselves out
sexually, with the exception of Gerry. Gerald and Bunny knew that he
was close with Patrick but the friendship never showed signs of being
sexual or romantic. As we know, it was sexual, though neither
considered themselves to be boyfriends, nor were they sure how strong
was their attraction to men in general. They did notice girls, too. Max
definitely was gay, as we know was Charlie. Timmy, as we also know,
discovered girls when he began puberty and was quite happy with that.
Still, he happily sucked off his brothers and Charlie whenever the
opportunity arose.
As the friendships among the fathers grew
they got together for afternoons at the pool when they could. Gerald
and David were used to being naked; Harry was very much enjoying this
newfound freedom from clothes. Their sons were often the topic of
conversation.
One afternoon Harry decided he could broach the
topic of Charlie’s erections around him. “I’ve noticed on a couple of
occasions that Charlie is erect when he’s around me in the pool. I
don’t know what that means but I do find it flattering.”
“It shows he has good taste,” Gerald replied, unintentionally preventing any awkwardness, which was good. All three laughed.
“Other than Max, I really have no idea what type Charlie likes. It may
be that he finds older men attractive. Or one, at least,” Gerald added.
More chuckles.
“It’s a new experience for me. I’ve said
nothing, just treating him as I would, hard or not.” The others agreed
that that was the best route. “I’ve never had a thing for teenage boys,
I know that!” This time nervous laughter from all three. Harry was
delving into some difficult terrain. He did not reveal that the first
time he hugged Charlie he had cupped the boy’s buns in his hands. He
had done it instinctively and afterwards wondered why he had. He had
remembered it more than once. The boy’s butt felt nice. “But I don’t
want to stop having the boys with us here at the pool,” he quickly
added.
“Since I married Fran and Charlie was willing to be
submissive to her, he has experienced a lot. He has been quite open
with me about everything and I see no ill affects of anything so far.
My feeling is that I should let him continue having experiences and
doing some exploring on his own, too. Just let it take its course, I
think. I don’t expect it will go anywhere.”
Fran being
mentioned the discussion turned to domestic situations. Harry was well
acquainted with Woman Power but not the recipient of it. At least not
from his wife. As they chatted he confessed “my mother believed in
Woman Power. Believe me, my brother and I were well spanked!” Laughter
again. “So, I know the value of it for Vic.”
“But never for yourself?” David asked.
“Not really and I don’t think Carol wants to spank me or otherwise
dominate. We see ourselves as equals so there is no dominance going on.”
“It works for me,” David replied. “I wanted it and was thrilled when
Fran said she wanted it, too. I let Charlie make the choice for
himself. I’d say that the fact that I was under Fran’s control helped
him decide. We both take comfort in letting her assert her Woman Power.”
“I couldn’t have married Bunny if I hadn’t agreed to submit,” Gerald
told them. “I’d been under a Girl Power regime with my younger sister,
which is a bit different, though she had full permission to spank me if
she felt it necessary. Its main function was control of masturbation,
with her doing me three times a day.” Harry’s eyes widened. “So Woman
Power felt like a natural thing after Girl Power. For the boys it meant
they started life with Woman Power and have known no different. Gerry
has been the least amenable and he has suffered for it.”
After a moment’s thought Harry said “we do what works best for us.” Agreement all around.
Suddenly Max and Charlie, stark naked, came out the door, went directly to the pool, and dove in.
“Fine boys,” said Harry. “I wish we could get Vic to relax and spend
more time here. There’s bad blood between him and Gerry which neither
Carol nor I understand.”
“Nor do we,” Gerald replied. “We
sensed a thaw but so far they don’t seem to have had enough time to get
it to settle. Seeing those two in the water reminds me that I need a
dip myself.” All three dads jumped up and quickly were in the pool with
the two teens.
“What’s up with you guys?” David asked.
“Cooling off!” Max shouted, then dove under the water again. He
surfaced near David. Recently he’d been taking more notice of the
similarities between David and Charlie and was intrigued. It wasn’t
something he thought to act on sexually but enjoyed being around David
when he could. He noticed that Charlie was over with Harry.
Interesting, he thought. Were tastes changing? He gave a small smile at
the thought that they both should be spanked for teasing older men.
David noticed the smile and wondered what it meant. Gerald, too, was
interested in the pairings off. No harm in David and Harry being
surrogate dads.
Charlie swam under water toward Harry, hoping
he could get a good look at the man’s package while under. As he swam
he felt himself getting hard. He was fully hard when he surfaced next
to the man. Fortunately he was in water above his waist.
“Haven’t seen you for a while,” Harry said, doing his best to sound
casual. There was no hiding that the boy was erect under the water.
“We haven’t been here at the same time, I guess,” Charlie replied. It
was true. Harry asked the usual questions to get caught up a bit on
Charlie’s life.
As the chat continued, Harry said “do you see much of Vic at school?”
“Um, not really. He hangs out with a different crowd.”
“I know. I’m not sure I’m all that happy with that crowd.”
“Well, they’re not friends of mine but don’t judge from that,” Charlie replied.
Now Harry was feeling himself getting hard, being next to this teen with a full erection. If Charlie noticed he said nothing.
In another part of the pool Max was talking to David. Over time they
had developed a warm relationship so nothing was unusual. David enjoyed
Max’s company and was quite happy that the boys were friends and,
apparently, a couple, too. Max blushed a little as he realized that he
was getting hard. David noticed the blush and didn’t need to look to
know what was happening. Teens get hard easily but was he also excited
by being with an adult man?
The scene was broken by Bunny and
Fran coming from the house and announcing snacks and goodies. Charlie
and Max held back, hoping to lose their erections.
“C’mon
boys,” Harry called, knowing full well their condition. The boys got
out slowly. They were now semi-hard but it was quite obvious.
Fortunately nothing was said. Everyone’s attention was distracted by
naked Timmy coming out of the house.
“I heard something about snacks,” he said as he approached the table.
“Wait your turn,” Bunny told him with a smile. Timmy went and sat with
his brother and Charlie. He noticed their semi-erections.
“Having sex in the pool?” Timmy teased them.
“Don’t be a twerp,” Max shot back, giving Timmy a playful whack on the
head. The three dads picked up on the conversation but gave no
reaction. Fran and Bunny knew it was the boys’ usual banter.
After snacks the adults began chatting amongst themselves. The boys
excused themselves and went upstairs. Timmy followed Max and Charlie
into Max’s room. “I still like sucking off you boys,” Timmy announced.
“He does,” Max affirmed. Charlie was up for it, as it were. Timmy always did a good job and today was no exception.
Later, back at home, David opened up to Fran about what Harry had said.
“I see no cause for concern as long as Harry isn’t uncomfortable with
it. Boys do admire older men. And they’re teens, always oversexed.”
They laughed at that. It was true.
“We do need to keep any eye
on this, in any case. There is potential for issues, and we don’t want
that.” David agreed. “Are you going to say anything to him?”
“I don’t know yet. For now, though, I don’t think you need to get involved. We’ll see.”
“Yes, we will,” Fran answered in a way that told David he would be
disciplined later. He felt himself getting hard at the thought. Fran
knew that he was. All part of their fun together. “Clearly I need to
exert myself a bit more with him.”
David did decide that a
chat with his son was a good idea. When he knew that Charlie was done
with his homework he looked into the boy’s room. Charlie was lying on
his bed, reading. “May I come in, son?”
“Of course!” David
came in. Charlie made room for his dad to sit on the bed. When David
sat he put a reassuring hand on Charlie’s thigh. Nothing he hadn’t done
in the past.
“I don’t mean to embarrass you, but I did note
today that you showed some excitement being around Harry.” Charlie gave
his familiar and charming blush.
“Um. . . I, uh. . . well, yeah, I did get hard in the pool.” A pause. “But that happens all the time.”
“I’m sure it does,” David said with a smile. “You know what a good guy
Max’s dad is, and Harry is also. It’s good for a lad to have some older
men in his life. It seems that Gerald already is kind of a second
father for you.”
“I guess he is,” Charlie replied slowly. He
was very aware that he was getting hard around Harry, though he wasn’t
understanding it. He certainly had enjoyed the couple of times that
Harry had cupped his butt when they hugged. It had looked like David
did the same to Max. So far this conversation was sounding like David
was warning him, yet the dads were showing signs of enjoying the boys
in a physical way. Were David and Harry getting hard around the boys?
Charlie hadn’t looked, being caught up in his own condition.
“Dad. . . um. . . do you ever. . . y’know, grab Max’s butt when you hug him?”
David laughed, but it was a warm laugh, not meant to hurt his son. “Of
course I do. I think it’s pretty natural and just a way of being
friendly and even fatherlike, I guess. Did Harry grab you?’
Charlie relaxed a bit. “Yeah, he did and it. . . I guess it was kinda nice.”
“Nothing wrong with that but don’t go grabbing back. Remember, he’s the
adult.” Charlie was fine with that. Anyhow, he’d rather have Max
fooling around with his butt.
David saw that Charlie was
starting to get hard, likely because of this discussion he thought, so
he said goodnight and left Charlie to himself and his own reflections.
No sooner was the door closed but Charlie got fully hard. He was deep
in thought but idly stroking, too. Eventually the approaching orgasm
got his attention and he finished off. A quick cleanup and he was
asleep.
Fran woke him up the next morning. “You need a
spanking to start the day,” she said briskly as she pulled back the
covers. Of course she was greeted by Charlie’s morning erection. He
still had moments of being uncomfortable when he was hard in front of
her but he accepted it. In short order he was over her lap.
This spanking mostly was for fun. Fran’s fun, that is. She hadn’t
spanked Charlie in a while and it felt good to be smacking his bottom
again. She kept it just hard enough to make him yelp a bit and know
that he had been spanked. Fran always enjoyed these impromptu spankings
which were only motivated by her pleasure in spanking her stepson.
SMACK SMACK SMACK went on for a few minutes, Charlie letting out an ow
or a grunt as each one fell.
Satisfied with the color of his
bottom, Fran stopped. She gently rubbed him, enjoying the heat. “Is
your vibrator in the drawer?”
“Yes, Fran.”
“Good. Get
up for a moment.” Charlie did. Fran found the vibrator and told him to
get over her lap again. Even though the vibrator could be torture
sometimes, there was something special for Charlie about having Fran
insert it. “There,” she said when it was properly placed. “All set.
This is a no clothes day, by the way.”
“Wha…?”
“Don’t argue. I’m sure you don’t want two spankings in a row.”
“No, Fran.” She let him up.
“Clean up and come down for breakfast.” With that she left.
Charlie was quite sure of just what would go on today. He was quite
right. She’d be using the vibrator to make him orgasm when she could
watch. He turned red with embarrassment just thinking about it.
The spanking had taken away his morning wood. He decided not to dwell
on whether that was to his advantage or not. Ultimately it all would be
to Fran’s advantage. He took a few minutes in the bathroom then went
downstairs. Only Fran was there.
“Coffee is ready, dear. What else would you like?”
“Just some toast.”
With a smile Fran said “you know where it is. I’ll leave you to it.”
Charlie knew he was being toyed with already. He did his best to appear
casual as he got the bread and put it in the toaster. Fran watched,
enjoying that she had him wondering when something would happen. For
now nothing did.
When Charlie was settled with his toast and
coffee it was about a minute until he felt a mild vibrations. For now
it felt good but he already was turning a bit red with embarrassment in
expectation of the increase in speed. It went up a bit, just enough to
get him hard. He kept eating as casually as he could. When he was done
he knew he had no choice but to take his dishes to the sink. Fran had
seen him hard many times, of course, but somehow this was feeling
embarrassing and even humiliating. He made his way to the sink. Fran
continued with her coffee.
She enjoyed seeing her stepson
hard. It never stopped being enjoyable to notice how father and son
were similar and yet different. She felt no lust for Charlie, just an
appreciation of a fine young man, now with his erection leading the way.
As he put his dishes in the sink the speed of the vibrator went up, now
stimulating him. He was letting out grunts of “uh, uh, uh” as the
stimulation built. He began to twitch slightly and held on to the
counter. The vibrator usually worked quickly on him and this was no
exception. With a loud groan he let fly, shooting across the floor. He
knew Fran was watching. He let go with about four good spurts before he
was done. He felt the vibrator slowly being turned down.
“Now wasn’t that a good way to start the day?” Fran asked.
“Yes, Fran,” Charlie gasped. How much more of this would there be? At that moment David appeared, also naked.
“What have we here?” David asked as he noticed the semen on the floor.
“Just getting Charlie started on his day. Charlie, please clean up the mess and then you can do whatever you want.”
“Yes, Fran.” He quickly had the kitchen back to normal. Done, he fled upstairs.
“You have the vibrator in him,” David said when he and Fran were alone.
“Yes. It’s something I should have done long ago, putting the vibrator
in him and having a naked day here at home. He’s been needing a bit of
a reminder of who is in charge,” she added with a smile.
“I’d
say that’s right,” David said with a smile. He enjoyed letting his wife
be in charge of him and his son. It was an erotic stimulation he’d
never had until he met Fran. “Don’t overdo it, though. We don’t want
him exhausted all the time.” Both laughed at that.
Over the
course of the day the vibrator was, for Charlie, a torment. He never
enjoyed his ejaculations when Fran maneuvered them with the vibrator.
They felt good but were in no way satisfying and still were
humiliating. Now she was watching him ejaculate. By dinner time he’d
had three more orgasms along with periodic teases. Around five o’clock
Fran came into his room. Charlie was lying on the bed, looking
exhausted.
“Oh, poor boy,” Fran said as he entered. “You’ve
had quite a day. Roll over and get up on your knees so I can take out
the toy.” Charlie obeyed, glad to be freed of the “toy” for a while. He
sighed as she slid it out. “You’re free through dinner, then I’ll
decide if you need it for a while before bed. Either way, I think
you’ve learned that you don’t need anyone’s father.” Charlie groaned,
earning him a slap on his upturned bottom. Fran left with the vibrator.
Her last comment seemed cryptic. Had Dad found out about Charlie
getting hard around Harry? No doubt he’d tell Fran if he did hear.
She’d been talking lately about needing to reinstate some of her
control over Charlie and today certainly fit that. Was she angry that
he’d found someone David’s age attractive? She never seemed jealous
about Max.
Dinner was normal, nothing said about Charlie’s
day. After dinner he did the dishes, grateful to be left alone. Fran
had said nothing about what he should do after the chore was done so he
went upstairs and called Max on Skype.
“Where have you been all day?” Max asked.
Charlie groaned. “It’s been unbelievable.” With that Charlie told Max
everything. “She is ‘taking back control,’ as she puts it. And I think
somehow Dad found out that I was hard with Harry in the pool and he
told her. The sort of thing she’d get pissed about.”
“Wow,” Max said when the story was done. “I think you’re right. How do feel after all that?”
“Drained! I don’t know if I’ll be able to cum again for a couple of days!”
“Shit, I bet she’ll tell my mom about doing the naked vibrator day. Mom will just love that.”
“I’m sure. Though it would be fun to watch Gerry go through it,”
Charlie said with an evil grin. Max laughed and agreed. “Should we stay
away from the dads for a while do you think?”
“I dunno. I think they’d notice and it might seem weird. I guess you need to be more careful.”
“Not just me, buster!” Charlie said. “I saw what was happening when you
were with Dad.” He enjoyed the blush that came over his best friend’s
face He knew that Max had been hard with David, though from what he
could tell, David had not reacted.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Max sheepishly admitted.
“You think Gerry will get Vic to the pool again?” Charlie asked, changing the subject.
“I bet his Dad will. Gerry doesn’t care about whether Vic comes over. He wants to keep working on Patrick.”
“Yeah, he does need a push. Pretty silly of him. We’ve all seen him naked.”
“I think he’s afraid of Mom. He should be,” Max added with a laugh. “But he’ll only make it worse by being such a wimp.”
“Hehe,” Charlie replied. He could imagine what Bunny might do to
Patrick for being so foolishly reluctant. Because it was foolish. He
had nothing to hide. Except hiding his cock up Gerry, Charlie thought
to himself. Max noticed another evil grin.
“What are you thinking?”
“Nothing, just your Mom taking care of Patrick.” Max suspected more but
didn’t push it. “Hey, man, I’m exhausted. We can talk tomorrow.”
“OK. I’ve got some things to do anyhow.” The boys signed off. It wasn’t
long before Charlie fell asleep, not waking up until mid-morning the
next day. His balls still felt drained but Fran showed no sign of
repeating yesterday’s events.
The boys did settle down around
the fathers. Occasionally Harry did continue to ponder Charlie’s
reaction to him but for the most part he put it behind him. Just one of
those things that happens in life.
The next adventures were
with the circle of friends, which was widening, too. And Fran decided
that a naked day with a vibrator would do David some good, too.
Charlie’s Stepmother 25
Patrick at the Pool
Patrick
knew about the nude swimming rule at Gerry’s pool. He didn’t know about
other household rules at Gerry’s including Naked at Home days. He
always assumed that Gerry came to his house because it afforded more
privacy with both parents working and siblings often out of the house.
Gerry did his best to encourage Patrick to enjoy the pool but Patrick
was unwilling to be naked that way. Their nudity always meant fun sex
and he had trouble viewing it any other way.
Finally, with a
promise from Gerry that it would be just the two of them, Patrick came
to the pool. “Even though we’re alone we have to swim naked,” Gerry
said.
“Because your parents might show up?”
“No, but
if they find out we weren’t swimming naked, I’d be in trouble. I’ve
told you before, around here boys shouldn’t be modest.” Patrick didn’t
know quite what Gerry meant about getting in trouble though he had
suspected that spankings did go on at Gerry’s. So far Gerry wouldn’t
say, one way or the other. Patrick didn’t ask.
Gerry did ask
his brothers not to show up and they agreed. That did not mean that
they wouldn’t look out a window, which they did, making sure they
weren’t seen by either boy. They knew Gerry would be angry if he saw
them. Patrick was annoyingly slow about stripping but eventually he was
naked. He and Gerry stood by the pool for a couple of minutes talking.
Fortunately Patrick was turned toward the house so the boys got a good
look at him.
“I see why Gerry likes him,” Timmy said. “He does
have a nice one.” Max agreed. “You have nothing to complain about with
Charlie,” Timmy added, teasing. Max gave him a playful smack on the
head.
“Go play with your girlfriends. I’ve a good mind to put you in your cage.”
“Ha! You wouldn’t dare.” As Timmy went to his room both boys knew that a challenge had been made.
Timmy was right, Max thought, he had nothing to complain about with
Charlie. For many reasons. Still, he did have a twinge of envy toward
Gerry for having Patrick, now that he’d seen Patrick naked. Max
realized he knew almost nothing about Gerry and Patrick’s relationship.
Was it more than Patrick fucking Gerry? Did they kiss, like he did with
Max? He knew Gerry had stayed overnight a few times, so guessed that
they did sleep together, but even that he didn’t actually know.
After a few minutes it was clear that Patrick was not going to be hard
before they went in the pool, confirmed by the splash as they did. Max
went back to his own room and his business of the day.
Patrick
thought the water temp was perfect and as he got used to it he was
loving how it felt to be naked in the water. He felt free in a way he
never did in a swimsuit. Still, he was nervous about being seen. Gerry
had been vague about whether his brothers were in the house or
somewhere else. Max might be with Charlie; Patrick knew they were good
buddies. But Timmy? Patrick hardly knew him and had no idea what he
might be doing. Most of all, what if Gerry’s mother did come home for
some reason and see him naked? The prospect of that was horrifying.
“C’mon, man, chill!” Gerry said. He started swimming around, Patrick
soon doing the same. He found one of the noodles and held on to it,
just letting it hold him up in the water. After a bit Gerry came over,
found another noodle to use, then wrapped his legs around Patrick’s
waist. “I wish you could fuck me right here in the water.” He didn’t
know what made him say that other than how glad he was to finally have
Patrick in the pool, both of them starkers.
“Yeah, as if we could do that.” Patrick had gotten hard as soon as Gerry put his legs around him.
“I guess it would be quite a trick.” Both boys laughed, Patrick now
feeling more relaxed. For a while they mostly talked, enjoying each
other’s company, pausing occasionally to splash about. After about a
half hour Patrick said “I’m getting waterlogged!”
“I guess I
am, too. Let’s get out.” When they were out of the water in a tender
gesture Patrick toweled off Gerry who loved it. Both boys were hard.
Unbeknownst to them Timmy had been taking quick peeks out the window in
the hope of seeing Patrick on land and hard. Fortunately for him he had
picked just this moment to check again. It was obvious why Gerry kept
going back for more. Patrick was impressive without being huge, just
big enough to feel good inside the backside. For the first time in a
long time Timmy felt a twinge at seeing another male naked and hard. He
ran to Max’s room.
“Get out here, quick! Patrick is hard!”
Quickly the brothers returned. Patrick was finishing toweling Gerry,
his erection making contact with Gerry’s body as he worked. The
brothers could see that Gerry was loving it.
“Shit, he does
have a nice one!” Max said, oddly finding himself somewhat envious. He
liked boys, liked seeing classmates naked in the showers after gym, but
never gave anyone other than Charlie sexual thoughts. He felt no lust
for Patrick but did like what he was seeing. Maybe there was a bit of
envy of his brother. Neither spoke of his own reaction to seeing
Patrick in all his glory, their secret responses to him remaining
secret.
By the time Patrick finished with Gerry he was pretty
much dry from the sun. The brothers upstairs couldn’t hear anything but
Gerry and Patrick headed toward the house.
“They coming inside?” Timmy asked.
“Dunno but we should get back to our rooms, just in case. But leave your door open!” Timmy’s smirk was all the answer needed.
“Let’s go upstairs,” Gerry had said as Patrick was finishing drying
him. He sensed Patrick stiffening a bit. “Don’t worry. If the guys are
home they’ll be busy in their rooms or down in the basement doing
something. And they may be naked, too. We’re naked a lot at home.” He’d
never said much about that to Patrick. He should have, long ago, he
thought.
“I. . . I don’t know. . .”
“Look, being
naked is normal here.” Gerry figured now was the time to go for it.
“Sometimes we’re not allowed clothes at all. I’ve told you before, Mom
says that boys shouldn’t be modest, so we aren’t.” He watched the look
of shock on Patrick’s face followed by a deep blush.
This was confusing. Patrick’s Dad was in charge at home and he assumed the same here. “So you’re Dad makes you. . .”
“No, our Mom does. She makes Dad, too.” Patrick couldn’t believe what
he heard. With a gulp he asked a question he’d long wanted to ask. “Do
you guys get. . . still get. . .”
“Spanked? Yup. Don’t you?” It seemed a natural question to ask, having admitted that he did.
If Patrick’s blush could get deeper, it did. In almost a whisper he said “yes. All of us.”
“So see? No big deal. Let’s get upstairs. I want you to fuck me in my
bedroom for a change.” Patrick still felt hesitant but he’d been hard
for quite a while and the idea of sex, especially with Gerry, was
exciting.
They went indoors and up the stairs. They would have
to pass Max’s room, a bit of information that Gerry purposely had
omitted. When he had returned to his room Max had stripped down, hoping
it would make things easier if Gerry and Patrick came upstairs. Seeing
his younger brother naked, Gerry stopped to say hello.
“You know my brother Max,” Gerry said to Patrick who had instinctively covered his erection when he saw Max.
“Um, yeah. Hi Max.” Max stood up to say hello. Despite his discomfort,
Patrick liked what he saw. Mentally he compared the brothers. Similar
and different at the same time. He did wonder what Max looked like hard
and, with a sense of disloyalty to Gerry, wondered if Max took it from
behind, too.
Greetings done, Gerry pulled Patrick away. He led his friend into his own room, shutting the door behind them.
Timmy had heard all of this and quietly ran to Max’s room. “Think they’re gonna fuck?” he blurted out as he got to the door.
“That’s really none of our business, you little shit,” Max replied but
with a huge grin. All three of them had fooled around together but
never had gone that far, so this would be a first in their house.
Timmy’s expert mouth still kept his older brothers happy. When they
weren’t sucking each other, that is.
Unless they stood outside
Gerry’s door they wouldn’t hear anything. A conspiratorial look passed
between them but Max shook his head “no.” Reluctantly Timmy agreed.
“Why are you dressed?” Max asked, changing the subject.
“Dunno.” Timmy peeled off his clothes.
“Don’t leave a pile of clothes in my room!” Max said, still with good
humor. Timmy was a little brother and could be a pain, like all little
brothers, but Max loved him and was proud of him. Rarely did they truly
fight. The speculation about Gerry and Patrick inevitably had made them
hard.
“I may like girls now but I still like your cock,” Timmy
said as he pushed Max onto the bed. Quickly he had his older brother
fully into his mouth. He knew exactly what got Max the most excited and
went to it. For a few minutes Max was moaning and groaning with erotic
excitement, finally releasing a load into Timmy’s mouth. Timmy never
had any problem swallowing either of his brothers.
“Thanks, man,” Max said, still breathing hard.
“I should thank you. You still taste good.” Timmy’s hand was on his own
hardon and it was not long before he shot all over Max’s stomach and
chest.
“You little shit!” Max said with a laugh. He and Timmy
did like that Max called Timmy that. “Get me a towel.” Timmy found one
and mopped up Max. “Better get back to your room before they think
we’re spying on them.” Timmy grabbed his clothes and was out. The
timing was perfect as no sooner was Timmy in his room but Gerry and
Patrick emerged, both with satisfied grins.
Then they heard
the front door opening. Fear and then anger swept over Patrick. “You
asshole!” he hissed at Gerry, “you promised! If I get out of here I’m
never talking to you again!”
Gerry grabbed Patrick by the
shoulders with a firm grip. “Calm down! It’s not my fault and you know
it. You’re finding out what life is like here, which is long overdue.
So cool it!”
Then Bunny’s voice called up the stairs. “I’m
home boys. Anyone here?” Patrick gasped. This was his worst nightmare
in terms of visiting Gerry’s house. No adult woman had seen him naked
since he was a little boy. And definitely no girls. Now he was likely
to be forced to parade nude past Gerry’s mother. And greet her! He was
almost in tears.
“Dude! Relax!” Gerry said. He was beginning
to be annoyed with Patrick’s attitude. “Mom sees us naked all the time.
Who knows how many times she’s seen Charlie naked. In fact I’m
surprised Charlie isn’t with Max. And she’s seen some of our other
friends. Boys have dicks! You don’t have anything she hasn’t seen.”
Patrick let out a long sigh. He was so upset that there was no
likelihood of getting hard again. That was a relief at least. “O. . .
okay, I guess. Let’s go before I run away.” Patrick gave a nervous
laugh and Gerry a chuckle which he hoped relaxed Patrick.
“Max, Timmy, Mom’s home so come downstairs for a while.” Max took the
hint. Two of Bunny’s sons and Patrick descended the stairs, all naked
as the day they were born.
“Mom, you know Patrick.” She did, though this was his first time at the house.
“Um. . . hi. I’ve. . . it’s been nice being here. Great pool,” Patrick
stuttered and spoke hesitantly. What do you say when you’re naked and
need to make small talk with a dressed adult woman who is your friend’s
mother?
“Glad you like it. You boys should go back out. It’s a lovely day. Max, where’s Charlie?”
“He’s home but I’m sure he’d come over if I suggested it,” Max replied.
“Do,” said his mother. Even if he didn’t think so, more nude boys would
help Patrick deal with the situation. Bunny had known for a long time
why Patrick had never been over to use the pool.
After a text
from Max, Charlie rushed over on his bike. Sweaty from the ride he
happily stripped and jumped into the pool. “Hey man!” he said casually
to Patrick when he surfaced. Patrick was impressed with Charlie’s
nonchalance and found himself chatting more easily. It wasn’t long
before Timmy had come down and joined them, getting the occasional
tickle from Gerry. Patrick admired the brothers’ relationships.
At some point Charlie launched into his recent activities. “Fran, just
on a whim, gave it to me pretty good yesterday.” Patrick look baffled.
The brothers knew what he meant.
“Yeah, Mom does that, too,”
Max said, “but with three of us she doesn’t do it as much. Not
practical,” he added, bringing on laughter from his brothers and
Charlie. “Paddle?”
“Nah, just her hand but you know how good she is.” Max did.
Quietly Patrick asked Gerry “what is he talking about?”
“Spanking, silly,” as if Patrick knew all about it.
“You guys get spanked?”
“C’mon, most guys do. It’s part of life. We already had this
discussion.” That hit a nerve because yes, Patrick did still get the
occasional spanking, though always from his father. Admitting that to
Gerry had been hard enough, now Gerry’s brothers and Charlie knew, too.
His spankings were always done with his pants and underpants down
around his ankles, another reason he was skittish about exposing his
body.
“You get spanked too?” Timmy asked with a smirk. Patrick blushed deeply. “Yup, you do.”
“Timmy, leave him alone,” Max said. He could see Patrick’s discomfort.
Gerry and Patrick moved away from the others. “I didn’t want every to know.”
“Don’t worry about it,” replied Gerry, “it’s normal and healthy for
guys to get spanked at our age.” He surprised himself with that remark
but from the perspective of him, his brothers, and Charlie, it was
natural, normal, healthy. He knew it was good for all of them. He
wasn’t going to say anything about ball squeezing, though. “When was
your last spanking?” Gerry had shared stories with Charlie so it was
normal conversation with guys outside the family. Gerry gave it no
thought that Patrick might not think it was normal.
“Um. . .
Don’t tell! It was. . . Saturday.” Patrick looked ashamed when he got
it out. Gerry wasn’t sure if it was because he’d told, because he’d
been spanked, or a bit of both.
“What happened?”
“C’mon, it’s between Dad and me. Do you broadcast your spankings?” His
voice had become loud enough that the other three boys heard.
“We all talk about our spankings,” Gerry answered, aware that the
others had heard. He waved them over. “Well, Patrick’s secret is out so
no point in us hiding over here.”
“Glad to know that you’re
part of the club,” Charlie said when the boys had regrouped. Patrick
was not seeing this as a “club.” If it was he’d gladly resign his
membership. While his father did spank, otherwise his homelife was not
one of subjugation. He had no idea his friends had such home lives.
Dom/Sub was a world he barely was aware of. It was something “other
people” did, not people he knew.
“Let’s get out of the pool
and have a talk,” Gerry said. Timmy was thrilled to be included in this
with the older boys. “But first you need to tell us about your
spanking.”
“Must I?”
“Yes,” four boys replied.
“Well it was pretty stupid of me, really. I took Mom’s car without
asking and she needed it while it was gone. She told Dad when he got
home. He got very pompous and said ‘we’ll deal with this right now.’
Which meant I had to go to my room and have my pants and underpants
down when he arrived. I hate that part of it. Well, I hate all of it.”
That got chuckles all around. “He just dragged me over his lap and
spanked me for I don’t know how long. Then he said ‘next time I’ll use
my hairbrush.’ That was it. He let me up and the rest of the day it was
like nothing had happened. OK, I’ve fessed up. Now you guys have to
tell me everything about how your dads spank you.”
“Um, no,” said Gerry. “It’s Mom.”
“My stepmom,” Charlie added.
“Whoa! Your moms? That seems. . . I dunno, kinda weird I guess.”
“Have you heard of Woman Power?” Gerry asked. Patrick had not. Gerry
explained the concepts of both Woman Power and Girl Power with Max and
Charlie adding comments. “There’s a code of confidentiality around it,
especially with Girl Power, so I won’t name any names. We’ve probably
told you too much just letting you know that we’re involved.” They’d
not revealed that they had girls, not just mothers, controlling them.
There were a few minutes of silence as Patrick processed all the
information. He was having a hard time picturing Gerry and his brothers
over Bunny’s lap. Or Charlie over any woman’s lap, given that he didn’t
know Fran. Then he said, clearly still sorting things out, “I wonder if
my grandmother did that. Dad and his brother act very different around
her. I’ve never heard anything said but now that I think about it, it
seems she does have some hold over them. I’m glad Mom didn’t do it.”
“Oh I dunno,” Charlie said. He explained about Fran, how his father
wanted to be dominated by her, and how Dad had given him the choice to
be submissive, too. “After a while it became, I dunno, comforting in a
way, knowing that she had a firm hand, keeping me in line, I guess. It
tells me that she cares about me. Bedtime spankings really do help me
sleep better.” Patrick’s eyes opened wide.
“Bedtime spankings?”
“Sure. Why not?” Max piped up. “It’s a kind of maintenance.” They explained that concept.
“Man, this is a lot to take in,” Patrick said.
Between all the talk of spanking and being with the older boys, Timmy
had gotten hard, which was usual for him. Patrick blushed a little when
he noticed but he also saw that Timmy was quite unembarrassed and that
the other boys took no note.
“Hey! Enough talk, let’s get back in the pool!” Timmy said as he trotted over to the edge.
“That hardon will slow your dive down,” Max teased. Timmy stuck out his
tongue to Max, then dove in. All laughing, the rest of the gang dove or
jumped in. After a few minutes there was another splash. Gerald, also
naked, had joined them. Another shock for Patrick. But it seemed
normal, especially when Gerald started tickling Timmy. After a couple
of minutes he swam over to the older boys.
“Hi Patrick. Glad you finally joined us.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Oh cut with ‘sir.’ Just call me Gerald. Everyone does.”
OK. . . sir. . . um. . .” Then Patrick started to laugh at the absurdity of it all.
The afternoon was wearing on. Patrick started to make noises about
going home. Charlie was staying overnight, per usual. The mood was
shattered by Bunny coming out of the house and calling “Timmy, get in
here! You’re getting a spanking!” Silently and slowly Timmy got out of
the pool and went toward his mother. “When I tell you to do something I
expect you to do it!” she was lecturing as she led him into the house.
She had just discovered a chore that Timmy had left undone in his
eagerness to see Patrick naked. “But Mom,” from Timmy was the last they
heard of conversation.
No one spoke, all waiting for the
inevitable. It wasn’t loud but the steady SMACK SMACK SMACK did carry
out to the pool. Timmy’s occasional cries of “ow!” also carried but
anything else he said did not. All the boys expected that there was a
certain amount of “I’ll be good!” in the mix. The spanking was maybe
five minutes. Gerry and Max expected that Timmy would be in his corner,
red butt on display, when they trooped through the house for Patrick’s
departure.
Sure that the indoor ordeal was over, Patrick got out of the pool. Gerry followed. “Where are my clothes?” Patrick asked.
“Right where you left them,” Gerry said, pointing to a pile. Patrick
laughed and got dressed. Sure enough, Timmy’s red bottom was on
display, a sight which embarrassed Patrick who dashed by as best he
could. At the door he gave Gerry a hug before leaving, one clothed and
one naked boy. The others made their good-byes.
There was an
hour or so before dinner. “I want you boys cleaned up before you eat.
You’ll be naked tonight so I’ll see if you’re clean or not.”
“Yes, Mom. “Yes, Ma’am.” The boys went to their respective rooms.
“Quite an afternoon,” Charlie said when the door was closed. “I hope he isn’t too freaked out.”
“Ah, it’s good for him. He’s been a real wimp about coming over here.
So silly. He’s got a dick like everyone else. It’s nice but not so
special that no one should see it.” Charlie laughed at that.
“I wonder if some Girl Power would do him some good. A game of Rounds
certainly would straighten him out. Or mess with his head.”
“Yeah, well, right now I want to mess with your ass.”
“Good!” In short order Charlie was up on his knees for doggy style. The
boys liked some variety. This also let Max reach around and stroke
Charlie while fucking him. And, as almost always, the boys shot near
simultaneously. Fortunately Max had thought to put a towel under
Charlie.
“I wasn’t in you,” Charlie pointed out when they had settled down.
“Well then, don’t tell.” A good hard spanking would be in order if
Bunny found out. Likely worse if she thought they’d tried to hide it.
Feeling safe, though, Charlie and Max lay down on the bed, just
enjoying each other’s closeness until dinner.
At his house,
Patrick had a lot to think about. If nothing else, being naked all day
had been fun and he didn’t die of shame when Bunny saw him. That didn’t
mean he’d run around naked in front of his mother though.
Later, as he was drifting off to sleep, he wondered about this Woman
Power and Girl Power. Should he have a conversation with Dad?
Back at Max’s his mother had found the cum-soaked towel when she was
getting some laundry from the room before dinner. She always washed
Charlie’s clothes when he visited. Two firm spankings were given after
Alison and Jane had given the boys their bedtime wank. A spanking
always hurt more after an orgasm. The boys had learned their lesson! Or
maybe not.