By brhmsj
Copyright 2024 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
[3,642 words]
* * * * *Adam and Craig – Naked at Home 13
A New Twist on Naked at Home
With Craig on Naked at Home his mother has become curious about forced
nudity for teens. Like the boys, she learns that there is more Naked at
Home than she imagined. From online sources she discovers Girl Power.
She also finds Stripped For Florida. What she reads about that program
interests her in ways she never imagined. Of course she shares this
with her husband and Adam’s parents. Meanwhile, the boys have
found it online, too. This discovery has repercussions for the boys and
the parents.
One afternoon Craig was feeling out of sorts. He told Adam
that he needed to get home and Adam accepted that. Once home Craig went
up to his room. He’d been told at breakfast that it would be
a naked day when he got home. Without giving it much thought he
undressed, lay down on his bed with a book, hoping that readings would
break his mood.
It didn’t long for him to know that the book wasn’t
what he needed. Lately he had been feeling a need for some of the
regression that Dr. Morgan had talked about once but never explored
with him. By now he knew that Adam had done some. He’d been
wondering about it for himself.
He went in search of his mother and was happy to find her reading a
book on the couch in the den. “May I sit with you?”
he asked.
“Of course,” his mother answered with a smile.
Having her son naked at home regularly may have been unorthodox but
from the start she had taken pleasure in seeing him without clothes.
Naked or clothed she always enjoyed when he wanted to visit.
Craig curled up to next to her, leaning into her a bit.
“Could I just cuddle a bit?” he asked, somewhat
hesitant. He’d always loved cuddle time.
“Please do. It’s been a long time since we cuddled,
now that you’re so grown up.” She pulled him into
her, enjoying the feel of his naked body. He settled with his head on
her breast. “Is something bothering you?” she asked
after a few minutes.
“I don’t know, I’m just out of sorts, I
guess.”
“Things good at school?” Craig said yes.
“With Adam?”
“Of course!” Craig answered somewhat vehemently. In
his mind nothing could go wrong with Adam.
“Good,” Mom said. Craig could tell that she was
smiling. Gently she was stroking his back and arms.
“This feels good,” Craig said after a few minutes
of quiet. “I guess I’ve missed this.”
“So have I. You’re a bit grown up for this now but
that’s no reason not to have a cuddle now and then when you
need it.” Craig had shifted so that now he was lying on his
side with his head in her lap. It was comfort he needed. Now she was
stroking his hair. And making him hard, not that he was noticing. She
knew it was happening. It stirred fond memories of Craig as a little
boy, often getting hard at bath or other times he was naked, never
bothered in the least by it. Mom always thought it was cute.
She’d seen him hard recently, for reasons neither of them
were happy about. Even so, she had every reason to be proud of how he
was maturing, physically and emotionally.
“Mmmm” was all Craig said. It was wonderful to have
his head on her lap, so relaxed that his erection felt quite normal and
not at all embarrassing.
One aspect of Stripped For Florida that Craig’s mother had
found both unsettling and interesting was that parents had unlimited
access to their children’s bodies and, from all accounts she
saw, were encouraged to masturbate boys and girls alike. She felt
guilty admitting to herself that the idea was intriguing but did she
really want to masturbate her son? She certainly enjoyed doing it to
her husband but that was only natural.
With Craig curled up in the fetal position, his head on her lap, she
could stroke more of his body, though she was happy running her fingers
through his hair. Her hand did move down his back, even to his bottom.
Craig made contented noises as she did. Suddenly feeling guilt, she
stopped.
“What?’ Craig asked, somewhat groggily. He rolled
on his back so that he could look up at her, his erection standing up
straight and proud.
“Nothing, dear,” Mom replied.
Craig took her hand and put it on his chest. “You
don’t need to stop. I think I needed this. Thanks
Mom.”
“Of course, dear.” She let her hand rest where
he’d put it. Satisfied that all was good between them, Craig
closed his eyes, just enjoying the closeness and reliving pleasant
moments from his childhood. For now he wasn’t trying to
figure out what this meant.
Seeing that his eyes were closed, Mom took time to look at his naked
body and handsome erection. It made sense that mothers in Florida would
want to take their sons in hand, as it were. Craig’s erection
was almost irresistible. She gently stroked his chest, not wandering as
far down as even his naval. Craig was making contented noises again
though it was clear that he was sound asleep.
“That’s what he needed,” she thought to
herself. Being asleep had not made his erection go down. She wondered
who she could talk to about this strange feeling. Craig’s Dad
seemed to be the logical choice yet she found it too embarrassing to
make such an admission. Dr. Morgan? He seemed to know so much about
these things. Maybe Craig just needed to feel like a little boy again
sometimes. That was fine with her. However, when he’d had
boyish erections she never touched him there.
After a while, though, there were things that needed doing. She lightly
stroked Craig’s forehead, waking him up. “Honey,
wake up. I have some things I need to do.”
“I need to go back upstairs,” Craig said when he
was fully conscious. “Thanks, Mom,” he said as he
stood. He leaned over and hugged her, his erection inevitably making
contact with her. He didn’t notice. She did. She returned the
hug, patted his bottom, and said “off you go.”
Back in his room Craig lay down again. Almost immediately he did become
quite aware of his erect state. He blushed at the thought that
he’d been hard all that time in front of Mom. Had she
noticed? Why hadn’t he noticed, or at least thought about it?
What was she thinking now?
There was one thing he knew. His erection needed attention. He did a
fairly good job of edging himself but it never was anything like what
Adam could do to him. They’d be back together soon enough he
thought happily when he cleaned up the mess he’d made all
over his abdomen.
After dinner he Skyped with Adam and told him about the afternoon.
“Sorry I blew you off this afternoon,” he said
before telling his story.
“Hey, it happens,” Adam had said. He never worried
about how things were with Craig.
There was quiet for a while when Craig finished telling about his time
with Mom. Adam broke the silence. “So, you really
didn’t know you were hard all that time?”
“No, really! It seems weird. I just was. . . I dunno, I was
relaxed.”
The story touched on some of the regression that Adam had needed with
Dr. Morgan. “You were cool with being snuggled up like that,
like a little kid?” It was a hard question for him to ask but
he got it out. He never had thought of cuddling with his mother, like a
little kid, but Craig’s story definitely touched a nerve.
Regression therapy had felt good to him. This was bringing back a lot
of memories and emotions.
“Yeah, it just felt. . . it felt right.”
“And you didn’t mind her touching you?”
“No. I was. . . it’s so weird to say this. . . I
was like a little kid again. I I got know hard sometimes when I was
little and naked around her. Don’t all guys?”
“I guess. . .” There was a pause. Adam
hadn’t thought about it but now it hit him that he often had
been just the same, even enjoying that Mom was seeing him that way.
“Don’t those kids in Florida have to let their
parents play with them?” Both had seen things online about
Stripped For Florida.
“Yeah, I guess they do. . .”
“Do you think she. . .? The question didn’t need to
be finished. Both boys looked shocked at the idea. “Would you
let her?”
“I don’t think I could stop her if she
did,” Craig said slowly. It had not occurred to him that Mom
might want to stroke him there. He felt confused now. Would she want
to? Would he let her? Would he like it?
“We’ve got homework. . .” Adam said after
an awkward pause.
“Yeah. Talk later.” They signed off. Other than a
quick good-night at bedtime they didn’t chat again that
night. Both took a long time falling asleep as they thought about what
had happened with Craig that afternoon. Adam wondered if he could
cuddle naked with Mom. Then he thought that if Craig’s mom
liked it, maybe they both could cuddle with her. That would feel safer
somehow. Or at least less weird. With that he fell asleep.
Craig’s Mom did talk to her husband about it when they were
alone in their bedroom. “I don’t know what I
think,” she said after telling the story. “We know
in Florida the parents are free with their children. I admit, it was
nice having him cuddle up to me like he did when he was
little.”
“That’s Florida. But you have seen Craig hard and
ejaculate.” He added with a smile, “I
haven’t.”
“That was coerced and unfair, as you know.” A
pause. “Do you want to see him shoot?”
“Isn’t any Dad curious about his son’s
development?” Dad asked her.
“I’m not a Dad! But I must admit that
he’s nicely endowed.” That had them chuckling. With
that they turned out the lights and went to sleep.
Nothing was said by anyone about Craig’s cuddle with Mom for
a few days. The boys were together all day Saturday at
Craig’s and it naturally developed that Adam would stay over
as so often was the case. Most weekends one of the two boys was not in
his own bed for one or two nights. Saturday was a naked day for both
boys so Adam had been out of clothes from the moment he had arrived.
After dinner the boys helped with the cleanup. Craig’s
parents went into the den to watch TV. The boys went up to
Craig’s room but eventually they felt bored and Craig said
“let’s see if Mom and Dad have anything good on the
TV.” They went downstairs. Craig’s dad was in his
recliner reading and occasionally glancing at the TV. Mom was on the
couch. She was watching the show. Something made Craig go over and curl
up on the couch with his head in her lap. She said nothing, just put
her hand on his head. Adam found a comfortable chair and did his best
to watch the TV rather than stare at his friend.
At a commercial break Craig’s Mom said “Adam,
honey, you’re all alone over there.”
“I’m OK,” Adam said.
“Craig, let’s shift so that Adam can lie down,
too.” Craig sat up on the far end of the couch. His mother
sat in the middle. She gestured to Adam to lie down on the side of her
opposite to Craig. Adam had been thinking all week about how this might
feel. He was nervous about it but when he saw Craig get back in
position, he slowly got onto the other side of Craig’s
mother, both boys curled up in the fetal position on each side of her
but Adam had not put his head on her. Once Adam was settled she said
“now, now, you need to be comfortable,” as she
gently pulled him into position with his head on her thigh, opposite
Craig’s. Even before she put her hand through his hair Adam
was hard. He understood how Craig could think it felt natural but
unlike Craig he was very aware that he was hard while his head was
lying on the lap of his best friend’s mother.
“My boys,” she murmured as the show resumed. All
three turned their attention to the show. Craig’s Dad was
amused by the tableau on the couch. He recalled their discussion about
parental freedom with children in Florida, which they had known about
for a while now. In fact, after that discussion with his wife he had
wondered why nothing had occurred in either household along those lines
but had felt it wisest to say nothing. Admitting his curiosity to
himself was uncomfortable. Now the two boys were snuggled up against
his wife, both sporting a handsome erection. He understood the
temptation.
Neither boy dozed off. The TV show was good and the excitement about
lying with heads on Craig’s Mom’s thighs kept them
awake. This time Craig was aware that he was hard and assumed that Adam
was, too. He enjoyed his mother’s touch but it was making him
want sex with Adam rather than hoping she would stroke him. Adam was
still feeling some unease at the unknown and knew he’d be
more comfortable when he was in bed with Craig. The boys stayed still,
though.
The show wrapped up. Craig said “that was fun but
I’m ready for bed.”
“Me, too,” said Adam. Both were reluctant to stand
as they were hard but she’d seen that recently. Dad had not.
Both boys just said to himself that Dad was another guy. So, they stood
and erections were on display.
“Good night, boys,” Mom said. Fortunately she
didn’t request a hug. Dad added his “good
night.”
When the boys were gone Dad said, “I’m not into men
or boys but I certainly could see the appeal.”
“Oh, you want your hands on them?” she answered
with a smile.
“I didn’t say that. . .” His sentence
trailed off. “However, I’m ready for bed,
too.” All of this had triggered them and they went upstairs
to some fun of their own.
There was sex in both bedrooms.
“I knew you were hard,” Craig said when he and Adam
were in bed, holding each other. “It made me want
you.”
“I don’t know what I thought. It felt good and
weird at the same time. Do you think she’ll ever. .
.?”
“No idea and no, I don’t know how I’d
feel about it.” There was silence, then Craig pushed the
sheets back and took Adam in his mouth. He’d been craving
this from the moment he’d curled up on the couch. He sucked
intently and Adam was primed. It didn’t take long. Adam let
out a bit of a shout that was heard in the other bedroom but
Craig’s parents were too involved in their own fun to notice.
Both boys felt exhausted from that effort. Craig’s blowjob
would wait until morning and Adam did effectively return the favor.
Sunday was a normal day. Nothing was said about cuddles. Adam went home
around Noon. The boys did a Zoom that evening.
“Do you think she ever will?” Adam asked. No need
to explain what he meant. Both boys had it on their minds quite a bit.
“No idea. It’s been like it never happened. Dad saw
it, too, and I don’t know what he thought.”
“Were you OK being hard in front of him?” Adam
continued. “I figured we’re all guys and your Mom
had seen it anyhow, but still.”
“It did seem weird, I guess, but now it’s even,
they’ve both seen it.” There was a pause as they
thought about all of this.
“I can’t believe that she won’t talk to
my Mom about it at some point. I know they’ve talked about
that Stripped For Florida thing. Parents can do anything
there.” Another pause. “Hey, what if our Dads
wanted to. . .”
“That’s pretty weird, too. They’re
straight!” That broke the tension as the boys started
laughing. That seemed more farfetched than either Mom stroking them to
completion. Except it turned out that it wasn’t.
The following Saturday the Moms went off shopping. Craig and his father
went over to Adam’s. “Remember, you’re
naked today,” Craig’s Dad told him when they went
inside.
“So’s Adam, so it’s cool,”
Craig replied. Adam indeed was naked. The boys went upstairs.
When the men were alone, Craig’s father said “I
know that the gals have talked about this and that you know about that
Stripped For Florida thing.” Mr. Preston did, of course. The
two Dads were as open with each other as the Moms were with each other.
Soon Adam’s father knew about the cuddling and erections.
This was not the usual parent-child relationship for teens but he
trusted Craig’s parents. As they did Adam’s.
“From what I’ve read, in Florida the mothers would
have taken care of the boys right away. Of course in Florida the boys
are on those pills and hard all the time. But is it really appropriate?
There or here?”
“It’s done there, nothing we can do about that.
What was weird is that I was enjoying seeing them hard.”
“Well now you know how Craig compares to you!” They
laughed.
“Have you seen Adam?”
“Yeah and he makes me proud.”
There was quiet, neither man wanting to say out loud what they were
thinking. And wanting to say. “Would you. . .?”
Craig’s Dad finally asked.
“I don’t know. I suspect it would depend on how the
situation developed and if it seemed appropriate, and especially with
how Adam would feel about it.”
“Exactly.” Nothing more was said.
After Noon, Mr. Preston called upstairs, “You boys want to
help us with lunch?” Adam shouted “sure”
and they hustled downstairs. The four of them went to it and had a
pleasant lunch of sandwiches, chips, and sodas.
“You boys have read about that Stripped For Florida, I
believe,” Craig’s father said. Two blushes
confirmed that.
“Well. . . yeah. . .” Adam said slowly. After what
had gone on with Craig’s Mom, Adam felt suspicious about why
this topic came up. Both boys were a bit uneasy, too, as they were
getting hard from the mention of Stripped For Florida.
“Would you want that?” Adam’s Dad asked.
“It might be fun to be naked all the time, I guess. I
don’t know. . .” Adam answered.
“But, um. . . that pill. . .” Craig said slowly.
“Yes, that is weird,” Mr. Preston agreed.
“Well, we’re not in Florida. No need to
worry.”
The boys’ erections did not go down. They looked at each
other when Mr. Preston directed them to do the dishes. The Dads had
seen them hard before, so they took deep breaths and stood up, their
erections proudly standing out.
“Should we?” Craig’s Dad ventured, if
only because he was curious as to what the reaction would be.
Mr. Preston hesitated, then said “I’ll take yours
if you take mine.” A smile passed between them and they
stood. The boys had heard and they froze. This all was getting too
weird. Yet, each wondered how it would feel to have his best
friend’s Dad take hold of his hard cock.
The boys didn’t turn around. The Dads found the approach from
behind and a reach-around an easier way to go. Each boys gasped when a
hand gripped his erection. Would Craig’s Dad’s grip
feel like Craig’s, Adam wondered. Craig was wondering the
same about Adam’s Dad.
The Dads were inexperienced in giving handjobs. Both boys shot quickly
followed by falling back against his masturbator. They were held by the
Dads. It felt good. After a long silence Adam said “I guess
we should clean up. . .” The boys were released and quickly
cleaned up the floor, the Dads watching.
“You OK?” Craig’s Dad asked when the boys
stood.
“Yeah, I think,” Craig said. “But
don’t tell Mom!” Both Dads promised to keep it
their secret.
As the boys finished the dishes, the Dads went to the den.
“Was that a good idea?” Mr. Preston asked.
“We’ll know later if we get reactions from the
boys. I don’t regret it but will if Craig is upset about
it.”
“Same.”
Dishes done, Adam and Craig went up to Adam’s room.
“You OK?” Adam asked Craig.
“That’s what Dad asked. It was weird but in a way I
guess I liked it. I know how your Dad’s hand compares with
yours,” he added which, fortunately, made them laugh.
“But I’d rather have you fuck me,” Adam
said when they’d calmed down.
“I agree.” They fell back on the bed, holding each
other.
Things definitely had changed in their relationships with the Dads. It
created a new openness for each boy with his own father. As things
developed, Mr. Preston sometimes would stroke off Adam at bedtime, to
help him sleep. It did help. Craig’s father did not take up
that routine but sometimes gave Craig a quick handjob after the boy had
showered. They found it to be fun.
These were not regular events. The boys were left to have sexual
adventures together, which was the right thing to do. The Moms were
never told though both noticed the change in the Dad/Son relationships.
They did sometimes cuddle with Craig’s Mom but she never took
teen erections in hand.