Jake Chapter 1
By Willy D
Copyright 2011 by Willy D,
all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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I had
never been to my stepmother's new house
before. She had recently moved to a new house in a new town so she
could live
closer to her sister Jackie (who had just gone through a very messy
divorce).
When we got to her house, she gave me a quick tour - my room (smaller
than my
old room), bathroom, kitchen, living room, etc. and finally the back
yard. She
opened the back door, and led me out onto a patio. There was a
beautiful bright
blue swimming pool with a diving board and a slide. It looked very
inviting,
and my stepmother noticed my expression visibly brighten up. She
suggested we
put on our swim suits and go for a swim. I was hot and sweaty after the
long
drive, and that pool really did look great, so a dip sounded like a
great idea
to me. We both got changed and headed outside. Before I could jump in
the pool,
my stepmom stopped me to apply sunscreen. It made me feel like a little
kid as
she rubbed it into my back, arms, legs, chest, and even face. I tried
telling
her that I could do it myself (except for my back), but she said that I
might
miss a spot, and that she didn’t want me getting a sunburn my first
day, so I
stood there patiently until she was finished. We had a great time
swimming,
diving, sliding, and splashing around. The water was a lot warmer than
the pond
that I was used to. Thinking about the pond got me thinking about how
nice it
would be to skinny dip in this pool. I looked around and noticed that
with the
tall fences around the yard, I couldn't see any of the neighbors'
windows -
which meant that none of the neighbors could see us in the pool. If
only my
stepmom worked during the day, I could continue my nude adventures
here. Maybe
I could sneak into the pool when my stepmom went shopping or to visit
her sister.
Just thinking about it made my little penis stand up. And I had to be
sure to
stay in the pool waiting for it to calm down so my stepmom wouldn't
notice.
The
next day I got my chance. My stepmom was going
to the mall to meet up with her sister. She would be gone for at least
a few
hours. Before she left, she laid out the rules - no junkfood, no
leaving the
house (or at least the yard), and absolutely no swimming when she
wasn't there.
I agreed, but I was already getting turned on by the idea of being
naked in that
pool. As soon as she left, I grabbed a towel, and ran out the back
door. I
tossed the towel onto a chaise, and my shirt followed. I pulled off my
shorts
and underpants together, and my penis sprang up to a 45 degree angle. I
ran to
the pool with my little boner bouncing up and down and jumped in the
water. It
felt as amazing as I knew it would, with the warm water of the pool
flowing all
over me. I was feeling so horny I couldn't wait to get out of the pool
and jerk
off (I figured I'd do it right in one of the chaises), but I wanted
this to
last for a while, so I just swam around. I knew that I'd be doing this
every
chance I could get. I wanted to try the slide naked, so I swam over to
the
ladder in the deep end of the pool and started to climb out. That's
when I felt
a warm flow of water on my leg. It was one of the warm jets from the
pool's
heater. I positioned myself so that the jet was blowing right on my
privates.
It felt incredible. I just stayed there holding onto the ladder with
the jet current
massaging my hard little penis. I stayed there for at least five
minutes lost
in my own perverted fantasies. I was thinking about some of the girls
from my
old school, and imagined that I was skinny dipping with them - that
they were
as naked as I was, and I could see all of their private parts. And I
imagined
that they couldn't stop looking at how sexy I was with my big 10 inch
penis.
That they were staring right at it, and talking to each other and to me
about
how big it was, and how they wanted to touch it, and kiss it, and ....
"JACOB
MICHAEL PETIT! What Are You
Doing?!"
I was
on the verge of orgasm, but was instantly
brought back to reality. I opened my eyes to see my stepmom standing
beside the
pool glaring down at me.
"Mom!
I-I thought you were going out with Aunt
Jackie..." I sputtered. I didn't know what else to say. I knew that I
was
busted big time. Not only was I swimming when I wasn't supposed to be,
but I
was swimming naked. My stepmom was going to find out that I was a
pervert who
got off on being naked.
"Your
Aunt Jackie called me on my cell phone
and cancelled. She's feeling sick today. Now do you want to explain to
me why
you're swimming when I clearly told you not to?"
"I-I'm
sorry. I was just..." I had no idea
how to finish that sentence, which was fine because she didn't let me
finish it
anyway.
"Get
out of that pool this instant!"
I
hesitated, looking around to see that my towel and
clothes were still on the chaise. But my stepmother was between me and
my
clothes. I couldn't get out of the pool like this. I couldn't let my
stepmother
see me naked. I could feel my face blushing just thinking about it.
"What
are you waiting for?!"
"Can
you hand me my towel please? I'm not
wearing anything."
The
look on her face went from angry to confused.
"You-What-?"
She
hadn't realized that I was naked! And she hadn’t
realized that I was getting off on the water jet blowing on my
privates! She
just thought that I was swimming when I wasn't supposed to. It was
clear that
she was trying to process this new information. But in the end, she was
still
mad at my disobedience. She put the rest aside for the moment and said
through
gritted teeth, "Get out of that pool! Right Now!"
I knew
I was trapped. I had to get out the pool. I
couldn't even swim to the shallow end and climb out using the stairs
(at least
if I could do that, I could cover up with my hands). But my
stepmother's tone
left no room for debate; I would have to use the ladder. I would have
to climb
up using my hands. In the back of my mind, I had the fleeting thought
that at
least my stepmom wouldn't see me with a boner. I had lost that as soon
as she
had called my name, and my privates were now shriveled up with fear and
shame.
I gripped the sides of the ladder and pulled myself out of the pool -
naked and
in full view of my stepmother. She watched as I climbed the ladder and
stepped
up onto the patio. Before I had a chance to cover myself with my hands,
she
turned around, grabbed the towel off of the chaise, then turned back
and tossed
it to me. "Dry off, get dressed, and then go to your room. I'll deal
with
you later." Then she turned and went back into the house. I was
grateful
for the towel, and that she didn't make me stand there naked and
dripping while
she yelled at me, but I knew that she had seen me. In the 3-5 seconds
after I
pulled myself out of the water, and before she turned to grab the
towel, she
had a clear view of my naked body. I was sure that she saw my bald
little
penis. Maybe that was why she took pity on me and gave me a towel to
cover up.
I dried
quickly, put my clothes back on, and went
back into the house. As I walked past my stepmom’s room, I could hear
her on
the phone. I didn't know who she was talking to, but I knew who she was
talking
about - "...he was swimming au naturel!" she was saying, "I
don't know what to do..." I didn't want to get caught eavesdropping, so
I
hurried to my room, shut the door, and tried to think of some
explanation that
I could give my stepmom as to why I was swimming naked (other than the
truth of
course - that I was pervert who likes to jerk off to the thought of
being naked
outside). Then I had an idea - Maybe I could tell her that I was a
nudist. That
I just liked to be in touch with nature. She was from France
where
they had nude beaches all over the place, maybe she'd buy it. I could
even tell
her that my dad let me swim naked all the time, and that it wasn't a
big deal
(they hardly ever spoke to each other, and I knew she wouldn't call him
just to
check on my story). Maybe not the best cover story, but it was better
than the
alternative.
Just
then, my stepmom walked into my room and sat
down next to me on the bed. "First of all I want to tell you that I'm
sorry for yelling at you. I want you to understand that I make these
rules for
your own safety. The pool is far too dangerous for a little boy to be
playing
in when nobody is around." I started to say that I wasn't a little boy,
that I was almost 15, but I thought better of it (especially since she
had just
seen how "little" I still am).
"As
punishment for swimming alone, you're to
have no TV and no video games for one week." Not a horrible punishment,
I
thought. I was certainly expecting worse.
"Now,
Jake. Would you like to tell me why you
broke the rules and went swimming? And does it have anything to do with
the
fact that you were au naturel?"
I tried
to gather my story straight in my head.
"Mom, I'm sorry I broke your rules. And I promise I won't do it again.
I
went skinny dipping when you weren't here because I was afraid you'd be
offended. You see, lately, I've become kind of a naturist. It just
feels free
and natural to swim nude. I did it all the time when I lived with Dad,
and it
was no big deal, and I just thought I could keep doing it here. But I
didn't
want to offend you. That's the only reason I broke the rules."
"And
that's really why you were nude out
there?" She was scanning my face and eyes, trying to tell If I was
lying
or not.
"Yes,
Mom. I swear. I wasn't trying to be
bad."
She
nodded and smiled. "I must admit that
finding you like that gave me quite a shock. I wasn't sure what to
think. But I
talked it over with your Aunt Jackie," (Oh no. Aunt Jackie knew that my
stepmom had caught me swimming naked) "and she actually suggested that
it
might be something as innocent as what you just said."
"Really?"
"Well,
she said it was either that or that you
were some kind of pervert, but I know that you're a good little boy.
And she
did remind me of a few things. Like when we were little kids growing up
in France,
we
would swim nude all the time. And
even
after we grew up, we would sometimes frequent the au naturel beaches.
And it
was never sexual or perverted. It was free and natural and accepted.
You
probably don't remember this, but we even took you to the au naturel
beaches
more than once when we still lived in France.
You couldn't have been more
than 4 years old, but you loved running around naked with your little
peepee
jiggling around." Hearing my stepmom talk about my "little
peepee" made me blush - which I’m sure she noticed. "Anyway, all I
mean to say is that I shouldn't be surprised that you found your way
back to a
naturist lifestyle. Or that your father would approve - that man loved
being
naked."
I
couldn't believe it. She was buying my story. She
actually thought that I was a naturist and not a pervert. I just had to
stick
to my story, and everything would be fine.
"But
let me ask you this," she continued.
"Were you embarrassed that I saw you naked?"
This
question caught me off guard. I tried to think quickly
of how a real nudist would answer that. "No. I wasn't embarrassed."
She
looked me right in the eyes and smiled as she
said, "It didn't bother you that I saw your little dingaling?"
Internally,
I was mortified. My stepmom had just
confirmed that she had in fact seen me naked, and she knew exactly how
small I
was. I tried to keep a straight face as I committed to my answer. "I
was
scared of being punished, but not embarrassed. Dad says that being nude
is a
completely natural thing and not something to be ashamed of. Isn't that
true?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. I even managed what I hoped
was
an innocent looking smile as I looked her right in the eyes and said
this.
"Yes,
Honey. That is true. And that's a very
mature and healthy attitude to have. Thank you for being honest with
me. I feel
a lot better about your reasons for breaking the rules. Your punishment
for
swimming without supervision still stands though - no TV and no video
games for
a week. And I want you to stay in your room for a while, and think
about what
you did, and why these rules exist. They really are for your own
safety. I'll
come and get you when dinner is ready." With that, she gave me a hug,
said
that she loved me, and left, closing the door.
Whew.
I
collapsed back on my bed with my heart was
pounding in my chest. I did it. I had gotten away with it. She actually
believed my story about being a naturist.
Following
my stepmom's advice, I did start thinking
about what I had done. I had taken a stupid risk just to satisfy my
perversions, and I got caught. I knew at that point that my days of
skinny
dipping were over - There was no way I would ever risk getting caught
like that
again. Having to climb out of that pool naked was the single most
humiliating
moment of my life. It was really a shame though, because before I was
interrupted, I was having a great time. The pool was a lot warmer than
the pond
back home, and that warm water jet had almost made me cum right there
in the
pool (I'm sure it would have if I had just had a couple more minutes).
Thinking
about it now, I actually felt my penis
start to stir. Well, if I couldn't skinny dip anymore, at least I could
still
jerk off to my memories and fantasies of it. I took off all of my
clothes and
laid back in my bed. My little penis was already hard. I grabbed it and
started
stroking my forefinger and thumb up and down my hard little shaft. I
thought
about how warm the water felt between my legs, and how much I would
have loved
to go down that slide and splash into the pool naked. It didn't take
long
before streams of cum were shooting from my tiny little boner. I had
gobs of it
all over my chest, my stomach, and even my face when I had finally
finished. I
lay back for a few minutes thinking about how much I was going to miss
this,
then sat up and started cleaning myself off with the box of tissues
next to my
bed. When I had gotten most of it cleaned up, I stood up to gather my
clothes.
I caught site of myself in the full length mirror on my door, and as I
looked
at my body, I wondered for at least the millionth time when and if I'd
ever
start to develop. My stepmom had asked me if I was embarrassed that she
had
seen my "little dingaling". I had lied of course. Looking at my
"little dingaling" in the mirror right now, how could I not be
embarrassed? It's only about an inch and half long when it's soft, and
it's
very skinny. If my boner has the same size and girth as my pinky
finger, my
penis now was maybe my pinky finger minus the bottom segment (from the
middle
knuckle to the tip). And even though it was soft right now, it's so
small that
it doesn't really hang down - it pretty much sticks almost straight
out. And
the fact that I have no hair at all just makes it look all the more
pathetic.
Oh god, and my stepmom had actually seen me like this. Looking in the
mirror
made me realize all over again exactly what my stepmom had seen. She'd
seen
exactly how underdeveloped I was. She saw my tiny little hairless
penis. How
could I look her in the face knowing that she knew my secret? I'd never
felt so
ashamed.
(The End)