By brhmsj
Copyright 2024 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
* * * * *Charlie’s Stepmother 27
The discussion
among the fathers about Charlie getting hard around Harry stuck with
David for some reason. He was aware that Max was having a similar
reaction to him. David was very fond of Max who had become like a
second son. David was very happy about the loving relationship that Max
and Charlie had developed. Teens get hard all the time, he thought to
himself as he pondered things. If they are attracted to other boys then
likely a man could have that effect, too. He felt nothing but fatherly
toward Max, he knew that, and Harry showed no interest in males, young
or old.
David had discussed it with Fran but nothing was
resolved. He knew how she would deal with it – a few good spankings for
Charlie. It was best to put it all aside as nothing might develop so no
need to fret over it or get Charlie any extra spankings. Also, he felt
that spankings in this case just would send the wrong message and
likely not change anything.
As his thoughts switched to
spanking, he did think that over time Fran’s spankings had done Charlie
some good. Not that Charlie ever had been a problem but an odd thing
about spanking teenage boys is that it often gives them a
self-assurance that doesn’t come in other ways. And Charlie showed a
need for Fran’s attention that was satisfied in part through spankings.
Since Fran announced that she’d been neglecting Charlie, David saw that
she was more involved with him. There were more naked days and almost
all of them included the chastity cage. She was keeping a tight rein on
his masturbation, at least for the time being. If Max stayed over he,
too, was caged. More than once the boys had been spanked together and
in a private moment Fran told David that she intended to spank all
three of them together. David found the prospect exciting and
immediately got hard, which was noticed by his wife. There was an
exhibitionist quality to the idea that he liked.
While Fran
had not instituted maintenance with either of her men, they were
getting essentially that as each was spanked at least once a week. For
David, no matter how hard she spanked him, there was a powerful sexual
turn-on. For Charlie, more often than not now, there were tears, tears
that he was finding therapeutic and comforting. He felt no shame at
crying in front of Fran or of crying into his pillow, especially at
bedtime. One special time both he and Max cried into pillows after a
serious bedtime spanking, one given at Fran’s whim as so many were now.
It was a special bonding moment for the boys.
Even when
spanked to tears, Charlie never felt abused or brutalized. This had
been his choice. He and Fran had discussed it and both felt that when
he did leave home he would not have an unhealthy attachment to
discipline. Tears always led to the thermometer in his rectum which
Charlie did love. Sometimes he asked for it even when not spanked. It
made for a good bedtime ritual, too, one that was gentle, not tough,
love.
Fran and Bunny were in regular contact, too, discussing
their men. Fran approached Bunny with her idea of spanking Max with
Charlie and David. Bunny wholeheartedly approved. Fran told Bunny about
an extra bit she was considering and Bunny happily agreed to it.
“Something new for Max and it will do him good,” she said.
It
was a Saturday. Max came over mid-afternoon to stay overnight. Charlie
already was naked and caged. Max stripped when he got in the door,
handed his cage to Fran, and stood patiently while she put it in place.
Neither boy liked being in chastity but there was something special in
the solidarity of being caged together. When David showed up Max could
not help but see that he, too, was naked and in chastity. This
threesome was new. Was something planned?
If Fran had anything
in mind she was saying nothing. The boys were left to themselves until
dinner, which was like any other dinner at Charlie’s. Except now David
was naked, too. When dessert was finished Fran said “clean up the
kitchen, boys, then join us in the den.” The boys looked at each other.
Something was up. When they were alone in the kitchen Max asked “you
have any idea what’s up?”
“No, but there’s a good chance that it involves a spanking.” Max agreed. They didn’t dawdle but they didn’t rush, either.
When they arrived in the den it was to see three straight back chairs
lined up in the center of the room. Max was surprised to see that David
was out of his cage and hard. Max had seen him hard before but not
often. Then both boys noticed a couple of paddles on the couch next to
Fran.
“Alright you three, over the chairs. David, you in the
middle.” All three put their hands down on their respective chairs,
bending over. “Bottoms high!” Fran commanded. All three did their best.
When she was satisfied with their positions she began to paddle, no
hand spanking warmup. The boys almost immediately were responding
vocally with grunts and the odd cry of “ow!” David could hold out but
eventually even he was making noises. Fran set no pattern, keeping all
three off kilter as she worked.
There was a brief rest while
she changed paddles. Whether this one really did hurt more or it was
just that their bottoms already were sore, no one knew. What they did
know was that it hurt! Charlie wanted to beg her to stop but knew
better. Three bottoms were burning.
Another pause, nothing
said by Fran. Now a different and new sound, a “whoosh”. David felt
something land on his sore bottom. The sting came a few seconds later.
Did Fran have a cane? Charlie was next and he howled when the pain set
in. Max was as nervous as he’d ever felt. When he was struck, he, too,
howled.
All three were writhing a bit in pain but no one dared
stand. Fran walked around to the other side. “This is what you felt,”
she said, showing them a riding crop. “I spoke to your mother about
this, Max, and she approved. It is for special occasions only, which
tonight is.” With that she went back behind them, all three nervous
that the crop would land again. Instead, five brisk hand swats landed
on sore bottoms, then the command to get up. “Put those chairs where
they belong. Charlie, here’s some lotion for your bottoms. David, yours
is in the bedroom. Oh, and let me do this,” she added. She produced
keys and the boys were released, immediately hard.
Released in
two senses of the word, the boys went up to Charlie’s room, closing the
door behind them. They fell on the bed, embracing, soft sobs coming
from each. Not so much from pain as from the comfort of sharing the
pain and each other. After a while Charlie said “we both need that
lotion. Let me take care of you first. Over my lap.” This was new.
Charlie had been thinking about how it would feel to have Max over his
lap and how it would feel to be over Max’s. Max wasted no time getting
over Charlie’s lap so apparently he, too, liked the idea. Charlie began
to gently rub the lotion all over Max’s still red and sore bottom. Max
both winced and gave out soft moans of pleasure at Charlie’s touch. As
he could tell that Max was feeling better, Charlie began to put fingers
between Max’s cheeks, eventually teasing his rosebud. Now erotic moans
from his friend.
“Better stop before I cum,” Max said after a
while. Charlie did and they switched places. Charlie got the same
treatment. After Max worked on Charlie’s hole for a while Charlie said
“I wish you’d fuck me but my butt’s too sore.” Both laughed ruefully at
that. “In the morning,” Max told him.
Lotion put aside, they
returned to lying down together and embraced again, now enjoying the
feel of the other’s erection pressing against him. When they were
feeling better they went downstairs to watch TV. After a while David
and Fran came down, pleased to see the two young lovers snuggled up on
the couch, seemingly no worse for the wear after the spankings. Nothing
was said, the adults settling on the other couch, all four now watching
whatever the TV was offering.
Later, when the boys were saying their goodnights, Fran asked Max “did you bring your vibrator?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good. Have it out for me in the morning.”
“Yes, ma’am.” With that the boys went upstairs. Charlie had told Max
about the time he’d had the vibrator in all day and was made to cum
more than once. “Guess we’re in for a vibrator day,” Max said when they
were alone. He was curious as to what it would be like, even if
embarrassing.
“So, we’d better cum tonight,” Charlie said.
“Not me,” Max replied. “I’m cumming in you before breakfast.” That set
off some lustful kissing, Max eventually stroking Charlie to a noisy
climax. Exhausted, they fell asleep without cleaning up the mess. They
woke up all sticky but happy.
Fran must have heard the boys
going back and forth to the bathroom as she was almost following them
when they returned to Charlie’s room. “Good morning boys,” she said
breezily. The boys greeted her. “Ready for your vibrators?” What could
they say? She was going to put them in, no matter what they said. “On
your hands and knees on the bed,” she ordered. The boys obeyed.
Max’s vibrator was waiting for her on Charlie’s bureau. She lubed the
vibrator and her finger, then took longer than needed teasing Max’s
hole, getting him panting. With no warning she quickly inserted the
toy. Max was ready and gasped with pleasure as it went in. That done,
she retrieved Charlie’s from its drawer. She took less time getting
Charlie’s into him. She had toyed, to use a term, with Charlie many
times and would again. This was a rare opportunity with Max.
Boys filled she said “breakfast in about fifteen minutes,” and left the room.
“Damn!” Max said. “I was going to fuck you before breakfast!” He seemed more annoyed than disappointed.
“She’s asserting her control. You should be familiar with that by now.”
“I know, but still. . .” A pause, then “is she gonna make us cum in the
kitchen?” Charlie had told him about that particular day. And others.
“Very likely.” The smell of coffee was wafting up the stairs. “Let’s go. I could use some coffee.”
When the boys did get to the kitchen both were glad that the vibrators
had not made them hard. Yet. David was there already, also naked. Fran
was controlling all three of them today. If David had a vibrator she
only used it on him in private, so Charlie doubted all three of them
would be her victims.
“Morning, boys,” David said. He always
admired both of them naked. They returned the greeting, got some
coffee, and sat down. Fran put out some toast and a moment after added
the rest of what she had prepared. When she sat down with them she said
“dig in, boys.”
Breakfast was great, as always. When they were
getting close to finishing Fran said “Charlie and Max, you’ll do the
dishes and put food away.”
“Sure, Fran,” Charlie said. He was
always glad to help. He and Max did glance at each other, fairly sure
they knew what would happen while they organized the kitchen. During
all of breakfast each had felt some mild vibrations. The result was the
very beginning of erections.
As breakfast finished they felt
the vibrations get faster and now they were erect. They couldn’t look
at each other but didn’t need to. Fran enjoyed seeing them start to
blush as they reached full erections. David was amused, too.
“All right, boys, let’s clean up,” Fran said when everyone was done
eating. Blushing, the boys got up, their erections on display. As they
moved around the room the tingling vibrations increased. Both of them
grabbed onto the counter for support, gave out with moans and groans.
When he was close, Charlie whirled around, and fell back against the
counter. It held him up and he knew that Fran wanted to see them shoot,
in any case. Max followed his lead. In a few moments each gave a loud
cry and shot across the room.
“Well done, boys,” David said when the boys were calm again.
“More cleaning up for you to do,” Fran said with a smile. She and David left for other parts of the house.
“I hate it and love it!” Max said. “We give over control but we do get some great orgasms.”
“That’s for sure. Remember, I agreed to it, not that I always like it,
either. But there is something, too, about giving up control.” Max
agreed. That had been most of his life already; he’d had no choice,
though. “Aren’t we all supposed to be at the pool this afternoon.”
“Yeah. We’ll get these things out of us. I hope she doesn’t put us back in the cages.”
The chore was quickly done. “We’re going upstairs,” Charlie told David
and Fran as he and Max passed the living room. Up in Charlie’s room
they made out for a while, making up for their earlier lost
opportunity. As they were relaxing into some quiet time the vibrations
started again.
“Shit! She doesn’t even have to be here to watch,” Max said.
“Don’t count on it.” Sure enough, as they were reaching the point of no
return Fran appeared in the doorway, David just behind her. Totally
without control both boys let go with a surprising amount, given how
much they’d produced not much earlier. Nothing was said by the adults
who went to their own room once the teenage orgasms were over.
Sunday afternoon had been planned already as a family pool day, parents
and kids. Harry would be there and it was assumed the Vic would be with
him. Charlie and Max did wonder if that would actually happen and how
Gerry would react if it did. Charlie was looking forward to seeing
Harry again but hoped he could control his erection. It was a bit
embarrassing and he didn’t know how Harry felt about it. He must have
noticed. He liked Harry as a Dad figure and was bewildered as to why he
was getting hard so often around him.
Fran would be helping
Bunny, so she, with David, Charlie, and Max, arrived first. Bunny
greeted them, then she and Fran made a point of watching the newcomers
undress. For some reason Charlie was finding being watched a bit
uncomfortable. He didn’t know why. After all, the women had watched him
undress many times so today should be no different.
“Gerald’s
out by the pool and I know he’d enjoy having your help with things,”
Bunny said to David. Something about her tone made it sound like a
command. David did look like an obedient boy as he left them.
“You boys go out back, too, and help the Dads,” Bunny said, again distinctly giving a command.
Charlie greeted Gerald when the boys were outside. Gerald enveloped him
in a fatherly hug. Charlie always enjoyed this. He had a slight bit of
panic that he’d get hard but did not. “Anything we can do?” Max asked
his father.
“Not at the moment thanks. We have things under
control.” As far as the boys could see, prep had been done for some
grilling but that was it. “Take a dip before the others get here.” The
boys didn’t need to be told twice and quickly were in the pool,
splashing and playing. David stayed with Gerald.
“Where are the other two?” David inquired.
“Confined to their rooms until the others arrive.”
“Oh? What is that about?”
“Just Bunny asserting herself. It’s not for any bad behavior. So far
Gerry and Timmy haven’t been paddled but you can be sure all four of
them will be. I suspect anyone under twenty will be today. Likely
they’re plotting in there as we speak.” David gave a chuckle. He knew
how those two women were and he loved it. He reflected that so far
Bunny had not spanked him. Now he might be getting it with Gerald whom
he considered a good friend. Nice thought. He felt himself chubbing
slightly at the idea. Time would tell.
“Who else are we expecting?”
“Harry and, we assume, Vic with him. I believe Gerry has invited his
friend Patrick who only recently bared himself for a swim. That could
be interesting. Bunny invited Patrick’s parents, too, which could be
even more interesting.”
They chuckled. “And Timmy?” David asked.
“He’s invited a friend who we don’t know, a kid named Peter whose
family apparently has Naked at Home, so he should fit right in.” David
smiled. He enjoyed having naked boys around, though it went no further
than that. “I intend to find out more about this kid’s family while
he’s here,” Gerald added.
Not much later, from just inside the
door to the house, the unmistakable sound of paddle hitting flesh was
heard. One swat followed by an “ow!” from Gerry. Immediately a second
was heard, now with Timmy crying “ow!” The brothers had been released
from their rooms and allowed to join the others.
“Hi guys!”
Charlie shouted from the pool when Gerry and Timmy emerged. He always
was glad to see them. “C’mon in!” No second invitation was needed. Both
did cannonballs into the pool, much to the delight of Charlie and Max.
The Dads were amused, too, chuckling together.
“Are we all
getting paddled today? And any guests?” Gerry asked Max at one point
when they were alone together in the pool. He felt that he knew the
answer, in any case. It also really was rhetorical because he knew that
anyone under twenty would get the paddle, just as his father had
predicted to David.
“Well, you know Mom,” Max said. Gerry nodded. They both knew what she was like. “Is Harry bringing Vic?”
“No one would say. I think they’re not telling me so they can see how I
react. I’ll be nice, though, since likely we’ll all be paddled anyway.
I could just be cold towards him.”
“Aw, c’mon, he’s not that bad.” Max did like Vic and, like the others, didn’t understand why Gerry did not.
“I guess. . .”
“Hey! What are you doing over there?” Charlie called to them.
“What? I can’t talk to my own brother?” Max shot back. All three
laughed. Max and Gerry swam back to Charlie and Timmy. “And what have
you two been doing?” It was obvious both were hard under the water.
“Hehe,” was Timmy’s response. Timmy had been fondling Charlie, who
hadn’t stopped him. Any further discussion was cut off as Harry and Vic
came out of the house, Vic already naked and looking a bit embarrassed
at his nudity. Gerry tensed a bit but made himself relax.
“Hey
Vic, c’mon in!” Max said, hoping to break any tension. Vic looked to
his father who said “go on” and in a moment Vic was diving in and
surfacing near Charlie.
“Good to see you,” Charlie said.
“Good day for the pool. I’m glad I could come, though still a bit weird
having women seeing us,” Vic said. Greetings were made all around,
Gerry and Vic being cordial but still a bit distant.
“You get used to it,” Max assured him.
Harry chatted with Gerald and David, then dove into the pool. “I’ve
been looking forward to this all day,” he said when he surfaced. He was
close enough to Charlie to see that he was hard already. He was
relieved that he was not the cause and put that out of his mind. The
boys all said hello. After a few minutes he called out to David and
Gerald “you guys coming in?” In no time at all the three dads were in
the pool with the boys. Max had not been hard but now having David
nearby he felt himself growing. This still was confusing and he did his
best to ignore it.
Before they got in the pool Gerald had been
talking with Harry. “My boys and Charlie are getting spanked at some
point today. Is that problem for you?”
“Not at all. It does
Vic good to see other boys spanked. What might do him more good is
getting spanked with the group, himself.”
“I guess we’ll see,” Gerald had replied. He liked the idea of watching Vic get spanked.
After the three dads were in the pool there was another arrival,
Patrick and his parents. Gerry got out of the pool quickly to greet his
friend. Gerald followed. He was the host after all. Patrick’s parents
both raised their eyebrows at seeing their host naked, let alone Gerry.
Patrick had told him that he was sure the boys would be naked, and
maybe the Dads, too. It was unexpected, nonetheless.
“Patrick,
all the boys are naked, so you get undressed, too,” his father told
him, as much to get himself into the mood of things as it was Patrick.
“Daaad. . .” He’d survived before but still was uncomfortable,
especially with the mothers and so many other people around. A look
from his father was enough to make it clear that he had no choice.
Reluctantly he stripped, keeping his back to his mother. She’d see all
at some point.
Gerald knew Glen casually and had met his wife, Lou. David and Harry joined them and introductions were made.
“It’s been a while,” David said. He and Glen had known each other for years. In clothed situations, though.
“Is everyone naked?” Glen asked Gerald. By now Lou had drifted back into the house to visit with Bunny and Fran.
“All the males,” Gerald replied. “The boys are required to be nude but
we older guys enjoy it, too, so we are. Please join us.” For the moment
Gerald felt it best not to reveal that he and David were under the
control of their wives and had no choice but to be naked.
Glen
was unsure. Nudity was not part of his home life, other than with his
wife, of course. He hadn’t seen Patrick naked since the boy hit puberty
and he couldn’t remember if Patrick had ever seen him naked. He wasn’t
all that keen on having women he didn’t know see him in the buff,
either.
“You’ll stand out as the only one dressed,” David said, hoping that would be encouragement.
“It’s not what I’m used to,” Glen replied but he also was taking off
his polo shirt. He was naked faster than his son had been but was
feeling a bit of embarrassment nonetheless. Gerald, the one bi dad in
the group, was assessing him and had no complaints with what he was
seeing. He needed to see more of Patrick to see how dad and son
matched. David and Harry didn’t let their eyes linger but they did
look. Glen, in turn, had checked out the other three. Normal male
behavior, as they all knew.
“Let’s have a beer,” Gerald said, leading the men over to the lounges. Soon all were settled and getting acquainted.
In the pool Patrick was hard, the combination of nervousness and
excitement at being with so many naked boys causing him to rise. For
some reason he felt uncomfortable that Gerry’s brothers would see him
nude and, now, hard. Gerry made sure to be with his friend, easing the
situation as best he could.
“I’ve wanted to meet you,” Charlie
said after he swam over to Gerry and Patrick. The stimulation of yet
another naked peer had kept Charlie hard after Harry had left the pool.
Both he and Patrick were aware as they shook hands that they not only
were naked but hard, too. They blushed slightly.
“Does he know about the spankings?” Timmy, with a smirk, quietly asked Max.
Before Max could answer Vic nervously asked “what spankings?” He’d been
within earshot, as Timmy hoped. Vic knew that the brothers still were
spanked but didn’t think it was a spectator sport.
“Mom is
going to spank us and Charlie before the party is over. I’m sure she’ll
be happy to add you and Patrick.” Vic’s face drained its color. It
wouldn’t be his first spanking from Bunny. He didn’t want another,
though. He did like the idea of seeing Patrick naked over someone’s
lap, however. “I think they’ll feed us, first,” Gerry added.
“A weenie roast before a butt roast,” Timmy said, giggling at his own joke. Vic was not amused.
Nothing had been seen of the Moms for quite a while. That changed as
Bunny led the other two out into the pool area, all of them bringing
the food and drink.
The afternoon was about to change. Patrick
and Vic would not be happy about what was to come. Patrick’s parents
would find things a bit awkward yet, by the end of the afternoon,
revelatory.