Jeff - All Eyes On Me 4
By Chess1972
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Jeff
- All Eyes on Me Part 4
Wednesday
Chapter
1
When I
awoke, I was feeling pretty good. I had done something that I
never would have believed that I would dare do. All that calculated ego
stroking, made me feel really good about myself. I had received my
first hand
job, even if it was from a 60 something year old grandmother. What more
could
they do? They had seen everything I had to show. Right? All this nudity
stuff
must be just about at its end. Naïve, I know.
When I
arrived in the kitchen for breakfast, the girls were already
discussing what I should strip out of this evening. They seemed to want
to see
me strip out of regular clothes although Claire was also considering
having me
start in my swimming uniform or some other costume. Chuck’s Mom noted
the look
on my face and reminded the girls that they had not actually asked me
to
perform again. That led to a lot of “please, please, please” etc. They
reminded
me that tonight was the last night that almost everyone would be
together for a
show. Gram had already informed us that she would be out this evening.
I
didn’t resist very much but wondered why they wanted another show when
they had already seen everything. Claire said “ Picture one of the
hottest
girls in your class. Pretend you got to see her naked. Pretty cool,
huh? Now if
a couple days later you got a chance to see her naked again. Would you
say ‘No
thanks, I’ve already seen it all.’ I don’t think so. If she was naked
all the
time, you might get used to it eventually, but you would enjoy every
chance you
got for quite a while.” I guess I followed that, but it didn’t really
matter. I
guess I was committed to another evening of exposure.
When
Chuck’s Mom drove us to school, Linda asked if she could ride along
and got in back with me. By now, I should have smelled a setup but they
caught
me by surprise again. Linda said she had a couple friends from her
school, Mary
and Kim, who had joined them for a stripper video evening last
Christmas break.
They both cleared it with their mothers and, in fact, Kim’s mother had
taken
part in the evening. She said it had been great fun and both girls had
kept the
evening confidential. She had, long ago, invited the girls for another
evening
of stripper videos during their spring break. That was set for tonight.
They
could watch the videos and have my performance after the other girls
left, but
it would make her “really, really, really happy” if I would let these
girls
take part in my show. She was certain that neither of these girls had
ever seen
a real, naked boy their own age. It would be “so cool” if she could
share this
with these friends and was absolutely positive that they could keep it
among
themselves.
Chuck’s
Mom confirmed that it had been great for the girls to have
friends that they could share this with. She said Kim’s Mom had been
very
enthusiastic about how good it had been for her daughter and was eager
for an
encore evening. Chuck’s Mom also said she had known Mary’s Mom for a
long time
and talked to her both before and after their little video party.
Mary’s Mom
was only sorry that she had so many evening activities that she could
not
attend. She had even borrowed a couple of the videos for she and Mary
to enjoy
at home. Chuck’s Mom was sure both Moms would be enthusiastic about
their
daughters getting exposed to a nude boy in a controlled environment
like this,
but offered to speak with them today to confirm that if I was willing
to
include them.
Let me
take a minute to make a point that explains part of my thinking
here and for the whole week. I know this story makes me sound a bit
naïve, but
I was well aware that Chuck’s Mom and family could get in trouble if
this whole
story got out. Many people would consider what Gram did last night to
be a
crime, no matter how much I enjoyed it. Even if the stripping was not a
crime,
the scandal would have a very negative impact on her real estate
business and
civic activities. Even if there was no proof, it would cause them all
problems.
So when Chuck’s Mom said that a situation was ok and she could control
who found
out about it, I tended to trust her. She had more to lose than I did.
So I
told Linda that I would probably let these friends take part
tonight, but I wanted them and their Moms sounded out ahead of time to
ensure
they would not object or be offended. I was assured that they would do
so. Despite
the danger to me, I could not deny that I was getting a thrill out of
exposing
myself no matter how embarrassing it was. Now it seems that that
exposure was
going to expand to include two new girls and probably another Mom.
Needless to
say, Linda and Claire were delighted that they were going to be able
share this
with their friends. Linda gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek
which,
unfortunately, occurred just as we pulled up in front of the school. By
lunchtime, I was being asked if it was true that I had been busted
making out
with some strange girl in the parking lot at school. I love the rumor
mill.
Chapter
2
Today
was the last full day of school before spring break. I had an
exam, some other work due, and a meeting right after school, so I put
tonight’s
activities out of my mind. Gram picked me up and took me back to their
house
before heading out for her evening activity. She was sorry she was
going to
miss the show. She said one of the new girls was already at the house
and the
other was coming after dinner with her Mom. She said the girls were so
excited
they were bouncing off the walls. Apparently there had been no
objections.
I
decided that I should meet the new girls, so I dropped my backpack in
Chuck’s room and headed down toward the family room. I had heard a lot
of
giggling and squealing emanating from there. I took one look from the
entryway,
then turned and made a beeline out of there. Chuck’s Mom caught the
look on my
face as I passed through the kitchen and asked what was wrong. I gave
her an
answer which I can’t remember and kept going out the door and headed
out to the
driveway. I grabbed a basketball and shot some hoops as I tried to
clear my
head and think.
Mary
Spechio. Mary Fucking Spechio! Just a day ago I was so concerned
about anyone finding out about my stripping and today I was too stupid
to even
ask Linda the last names of the girls she was inviting. What an idiot I
am. How
was I going to fix this?
I guess
you could say that Mary Spechio was my first crush. We had been
in classes together off and on since starting school. When I
“discovered” girls
a couple years ago, Mary happened to be the first girl to really be
developing
into a woman. She wasn’t the absolute prettiest girl in the school, but
I
thought she was hot so she starred in some of my adolescent fantasies.
I think
she liked me too, but 10 and 11 year olds don’t know how to handle such
things.
We hung out some, talked a bit and teased each other a lot. Then,
almost two
years ago, her parents transferred her to the private girls’ school
that Linda
attended. I saw her now and then at the mall with a group of girls or
at the
movies with some friends or occasionally with an older boy. It never
seemed to
be the same boy twice. It now occurred to me that that was why Linda
looked
familiar to me that first day. She had been in the group of girls at
the mall
when I was watching Mary. What a mess.
What
should I do? I could refuse to do the show, but really most of the
damage had already been done. She certainly knew by now that I had
stripped
naked in front of her friends. Perhaps if I refused to let her
participate, she
would tell everyone she knew out of spite. The Mary I knew was very
nice and
friendly, but teenage girls are weird and I didn’t know how she had
changed in
two years. She was certainly still friends with many girls in my class,
so she
could humiliate me if she wanted to.
And her
Mom … Oh Crap …. I had asked Chuck’s Mom to check with Mary’s
Mom to see if she objected to my strip show. Would she have mentioned
my name? Mrs
Spechio was the head mom in charge of just about everything at my main
swim
club. Mary’s brother had been a star swimmer. Even though he had moved
on, her
Mom had stayed involved and now Mary’s little brother was just starting
to
compete. Mrs Spechio organized all fund raisers and supervised all the
other
parent volunteers. I saw her at least a couple times a week and my Mom
often
worked closely with her. She always took the time to speak with me and
now she
might know that I stripped naked for some girls.
The
only positive thought I could come up with was that I could not
think of any girls I knew named Kim. I kept catching glimpses of faces
watching
me from the house. No doubt I was the subject of some discussion. I
figured
that very soon, Chuck’s Mom was going to come out and explain how I had
nothing
to worry about and that she had it all under control. I hoped that she
could
figure this out because I could not. Then, right on cue, I heard the
door open
behind me and someone approached me as I shot another basket.
Chapter
3
“Do you
want to play some HORSE?” I was wrong. They had sent Mary out
instead. I gave her the ball and we played for a bit. Her shooting was
even
worse than I remembered. She began the inevitable discussion by telling
me how
excited she had been when the girls told her that they had a friend, a
boy who
would strip for them. She was doubly excited when she found out it was
me. She
thought I knew it was her who was being invited and it was so cool that
I was
willing to do the show in front of an old friend. She was really sorry
it had
worked out like it did. I told her that I had been in shock for a bit
after I
found out it was her. She promised me that she would never tell anyone
who didn’t
already know and she would understand if I couldn’t go through with the
show in
front of her. She would just leave early so the others would not miss
out and
she would not mention it to anyone else. Then she said “ I hope you
will give
me a few minutes to try to convince you to let me stay”.
She
told me how she had really liked me back when we were in school
together. She was sorry we had lost that connection. She said the girls
she
stayed in contact with had told her how I had grown and how much hotter
I had
become. So, when she went to swim meets with her mother recently, she
had made
an effort to check me out and was very impressed with what she saw. She
had
begun to date recently, but was limited by her parents to group dates,
daytime
movie dates, etc. Her mother also insisted that she not go steady for a
couple
years and had to see a variety of boys. Thus she never got very
intimate with a
boy. That’s why she had enjoyed the stripper videos and was so looking
forward
to the real stripping Linda had told her about today. She really,
really wanted
to see what her friends had seen.
I’m
sure she was well coached by Chuck’s Mom before she came out to talk
with me, but she really was saying what I needed to hear to settle me
down. Everything
was telling me that this was still the same old Mary who had been my
friend. We
chatted for a while longer, then she asked, with a smile, how she was
doing. I
told her that I had calmed down and would do the show and she could
stay and I
expected her to honor her word not to talk about it outside the group
that
already knew. She promised again. To her credit, she did not run right
inside
to celebrate. We continued to talk but I could sense that inside she
was
jumping up and down and bursting to tell the others. It was getting
near time
for me to help with dinner, so I told her to go inside and inform the
others
that the show was on. Lots of screaming and cheering ensued.
When I
finally went in, Chuck’s Mom was waiting to apologize for the mix
up. She knew Mary’s Mom very well and should have remembered that Mary
used to
go to our school. After a bit, Claire came in and asked if they could
choose
the outfit that I would strip out of. I reminded her that I didn’t
bring a lot
of clothes with me, but told her she could look at what I had. I then
heard a
thunder of teenage feet as they all charged up the stairs to look
through what
I had brought. Dinner went well as I heard how Linda and Mary had come
to be
friends.
Kim and
her Mom arrived for dessert. Kim was an Asian girl about the
same age as the others. She was a little quiet around the adults but
opened up
a lot chattering away with the girls. I found out that Kim was an
accomplished
artist and she had met Linda at an art course last summer. She had
tutored
Linda and they had become friends. Her Mom looked a little severe and
was a
little older than the other Moms: mid-40s I would guess. I found out
she was a
college professor. She thought Kim should be more social with other
girls and
learn a bit about boys. Thus she had encouraged the stripper video
evenings and
thought tonight’s show was a great idea.
After
dinner, the girls watched some stripper videos. The Moms were more
restrained, probably because they had guests. The girls, however, were
even
louder and noisier, probably because the group fed off one another.
Each time
they discussed and argued about some physical feature on a dancer they
were
watching, I could see some or all of them looking at me and making
comparisons.
The new girls especially were looking at me more and more. Whenever
Mary caught
my eye, she would get a huge grin on her face.
Eventually,
it was time for me to get ready, so I headed up to Chuck’s
room to see what the girls had picked out. It wasn’t anything silly.
They had
laid out the dress shirt that my mother had insisted I bring “just in
case” and
a pair of my tightest jeans. There was also a sleeveless undershirt
that I had
never seen before (but I remembered Claire saying how much she liked
seeing
boys wearing them) and a pair of my boxer briefs, just like the ones I
had on
except a different color. I decided to go barefoot again.
Naturally
there was a knock on the door and Chuck’s Mom entered for my
nightly pep talk. She told me that she would direct again but that the
Moms
would only watch and not take part. I was to concentrate on the four
girls and
dance and strip for them. She seemed to be staying, so I began removing
my
clothes. When I got down to my underpants, it was obvious that she
wanted the
complete view so I slipped them off and tried to act like being naked
in front
of my friend’s Mom was the most natural thing in the world. She sighed
and said
how much she was going to miss this after a few more days. It really
gave her
something to look forward to while she was working. As she got up to
leave, she
said “Ev and I bought you a present today. It is in the top drawer. You
can
choose to use it or not. We just thought it might be nice little
surprise for
the girls. I’m sure you can figure out how it works”.
Then
she left. I looked in the drawer and saw a bag from a store named
Sensations. They had bought me a g-string. It had a pouch that was made
from
extremely thin, delicate fabric. It was whitish with some shiny stuff
on it. The
strings were almost invisible. I tried it on. As I was adjusting the
fit, I
discovered that it had snaps on the strings, so it could be removed by
just
unsnapping each side. The pouch barely contained my equipment and my
pubic hair
was visible. I put the rest of the outfit on over it and went
downstairs to
make some girls happy.
Chapter
4
When I
entered the rec room, the girls all cheered like I was a
celebrity. I guess I was the featured dancer of the evening. They all
seemed to
be undressing me with their eyes. Kim, especially, seemed lost in
thought as
she tried to imagine me without my clothes. Claire gave me a thumbs up
for
wearing the outfit that they had picked out.
Once I
began, it was obvious that the program had to be different since
I couldn’t really exercise much in street clothes. I just danced and
turned for
a bit before she had me start removing my shirt.. As soon as I touched
a
button, the screaming intensified. “Take it off! Take it off! Take it
all off.“
It was different having buttons to undo etc. I started with the cuffs
then
slowly unbuttoned the rest. I was trying to imitate strippers in the
videos. I
even improvised a bit on my own. Once the shirt was open and untucked,
I knelt
down turned my back and invited Linda to slip it off. They loved that
and I got
a nod from Chuck’s Mom to show that she approved also. The sleeveless
undershirt was quite tight. One of the dancers in the videos tonight
had been a
body builder type who went through body builder type poses and the
girls
decided they wanted me to imitate that. I don’t have bulging muscles at
all so
felt kind of silly, but did my best and the girls cheered like I was Mr
Universe.
Chuck’s
Mom called me down to dance in front of each girl. Mary wanted
to feel my arms and asked if she could touch me. Claire answered that
they
would get to feel me as much as they wanted later on which drew a big
grin from
Mary. After taking the stage again, Chuck’s Mom asked the girls what
they
wanted off next. They all voted for my jeans so she showed who was in
charge by
saying that my undershirt was coming off next. The girls all booed but
were
laughing as they did so. After I peeled the undershirt off, I did some
pushups
and other exercises as well as some dancing and posing. The girls were
getting
really excited now. When I came down to do private dances for them,
they were
eyeing me with great anticipation. Claire wanted to oil my body, but
her Mom
was afraid they would get oil on my jeans and have to explain that to
my
Mother. Claire just said “Then get his jeans off”. The other girls
cheered.
So,
back up on stage. I danced and exercised a bit before Chuck’s Mom
said it was time to start shedding the jeans. She said she would leave
how I
did it up to me, but wanted a lot of teasing. As soon as I unsnapped
the top
button on my jeans, the volume went way up. I thought the previous
night had
been loud, but four 12-14 year old girls screaming some version of
“Take it
off!!!” at the top of their lungs in an enclosed basement was
deafening. The
Moms were covering their ears, but smiling and were not about to tone
down the
girls’ fun. I slowly unzipped my pants, then danced right in front of
them with
some of my underwear visible now. I bounced around a lot, but the jeans
were
snug and didn’t really drop at all. I faced the rear and slowly inched
down the
waist band, then faced forward and inched the jeans down a bit more. I
continued this until they finally cleared my hips then gave a shake and
they
dropped to mid-thigh. My entire boxer briefs were visible now. The new
girls were
giggling and pointing. They all had their gaze locked on the very
visible bulge
in my underwear.
After
giving my audience a nice long front and rear view, I pushed my
jeans to my feet, sat on the edge of the stage and invited Claire to
grab the
legs on my jeans and yank them off, which she did eagerly. As I stood
up again,
I glanced at Chuck’s Mom who winked and clapped her hands to show she
approved
of my method of removing my jeans. The girls were thrilled. They now
had
something they didn’t normally see: a friend, a boy they knew, dancing
in just
his underpants. I danced, posed, performed some calisthenics. They
started
yelling for their close-up private dances and Chuck’s Mom told me to go
ahead. They
made sure I did a little dance for each of them from just two or three
feet
away. After that the oil came out. The new girls couldn’t believe they
really
had permission to touch. I soon had eight hands rubbing oil on my arms,
shoulders, chest and back. Mary, in particular loved to look directly
into my
eyes as she squeezed my biceps or rubbed oil into my chest. For the
first time,
I caught a fleeting, funny look from Linda that I could have sworn was
jealousy.
I went
back on stage and posed patiently while the girls played with the
lights to demonstrate how they could make my skin shine. I exercised
and posed
a lot before Chuck’s Mom said to tease my way out of my underwear. Of
course,
the girls thought this was the grand finale being unaware of the
g-string. They
were screaming again. I teased the waist band down in front being
careful not
to reveal the pouch. When I began sliding my boxer briefs down in back,
I made
sure I was toward the rear of the stage which was not as well lit. I
pushed my
underpants to the floor and stepped out of them. I was hearing lots of
talk
about my bare butt so I guess the strings were not very visible. I
shuffled
backward toward the front of the stage. Just as I heard Linda say “What
is he
wearing?”, I jumped into the air, spun 180 degrees and landed with my
arms
outstretched revealing the g-string.
Everyone,
even the Moms were laughing and screaming. If anyone was
disappointed in not getting the full monty yet, they didn’t show it.
The sight
of my equipment jiggling around in that flimsy pouch was just too
amusing. I
saw Aunt Ev look at her sister and give a big thumbs up congratulating
themselves on their purchase. Kim was pointing at my groin and saying “
You can
see it … You can almost see the whole thing”. That brought on another
round of
near hysterics. Even Kim’s Mom had the biggest grin I had yet seen from
her. The
girls began screaming for their private dances. As I danced for each
girl, they
were leaning forward; their eyes only a foot or so from my pouch trying
to see
what was inside. Mary kept telling me what a nice ass I had now that
she could
see it completely bare. When she looked at the pouch, she said “It
looks pretty
big”. Linda answered “ I told you so. It is fat and really looks
beautiful.” Claire
added “ and his balls are huge”. Kim’s eyes just grew and grew at this
conversation.
They
wanted to use more oil and Chuck’s Mom told them they could do my
legs but to stay away from the “family jewels”. They really oiled my
legs
thoroughly right up to the g-string. Having their hands so close was
the first
major challenge to my self control. I could feel my dick start to
tingle and
plump up a bit. At the end , I turned and bent over a bit. Claire and
Linda
quickly seized on the opportunity and rubbed oil on my bare bottom..
The new
girls were in a bit of shock at that, but Mary recovered quickly and
joined in.
Chapter
5
As I
took the stage again, I grabbed one of the towels. The girls had
put so much oil on me that it was getting on the mat creating slippery
spots. As
I wiped that up and dabbed some of the greasier spots on my skin, I was
thinking about how much had changed in a couple days. How had I gone
from being
unsure whether I could appear in front of some females in my underwear
to
preparing to reveal everything to an even larger group? Had something
changed
in me or was I just a pawn being manipulated by these women and girls
for their
own entertainment? Did it really matter or should I just ride this wave
wherever
it went?
I
danced for a bit, then heard Chuck’s Mom say “Whenever you’re ready
sweetie give us the rest.” I had originally intended to remove the
g-string
like I had the jock previously. The towel I now had reminded me of
something I
had seen on a video. I stood on the front of the stage in front of the
girls,
held the towel in front of my groin, reached over with one hand and
unsnapped
first one side then the other. When I pulled it out from under the
towel, they
were quivering with anticipation. As I tossed the g-string behind me,
the girls
were yelling for me to drop the towel. Mary had her hands clasped in
front of
her face and was bouncing up and down in her seat. Claire and Linda
were
calling “Show us! Show us everything.”. So, I took a deep breath and
tossed
aside the towel.
There
was no drop in volume tonight. Only Kim seemed a bit stunned. The
other three were hugging each other and yelling and cheering at the top
of
their lungs. Mary was saying “I can’t believe I’m seeing Jeff
completely naked.
I’ve dreamed about that for years”. (All news to me.) I moved and
swayed around
the stage so they could watch my dick swing and bounce. I knew they
liked that.
All the Moms were grinning and laughing. When I came down for the
private dances,
the Moms moved over right in back of the girls to get a better view.
The girls
talked about my cock and balls like I wasn’t even there. The exception
was Mary
who talked directly to me as I danced for her, She told me I had a
beautiful
penis and she could look at it all night. She alternated between
staring at my
dick and looking me directly in the eyes with a huge grin on her face.
While I
danced in front of one of the others, I heard Mary say she had
seen her brothers a couple times and I was much bigger. She had
glimpsed her
Dad once and I was almost as big. The Moms used that as their excuse to
remind
the girls that guys came in all shapes and sizes and that a penis could
change
a lot as it grew from flaccid to erect. Kim said she wished she could
see that
and Linda just told her to be patient, then looked at me and grinned. I
was
quite sure that the girls were hoping for some more hands-on time
although no
one had brought it up yet. So I was not surprised that when Mary joked
that
they should oil up the newly revealed parts, Claire solemnly stated
“All good
things come to those who wait”. Then she and Linda collapsed into
giggles while
Kim’s eyes got huge again and Mary looked directly at me to try to
confirm
whether that could possibly be true. The new girls obviously did not
know all
that had taken place the night before.
At this
point Chuck’s Mom called a break. Aunt Ev took the girls up to
fetch drinks and snacks (and get them out of the way I assume). Chuck’s
Mom
asked me to stay and chat with Kim’s Mom and herself. She said they
each had a
question for me. They first buttered me up a bit by telling me how much
they
enjoyed the show. They were also impressed with how I was not covering
up at
that moment but was allowing them to enjoy the sight of my body. I told
them
quite honestly that while it was still a bit embarrassing, I was still
exploring the strange feeling I got out of exhibiting myself. I told
them that
a week ago, I never would have thought this would be possible.
Kim’s
Mom then started asking me if I would consider posing for Kim and
some of her fellow art students. She told how difficult it was to get
experience with male figures. She said professional male models were
reluctant
to pose in front of underage students and younger men or boys weren’t
secure
enough to get nude. I told her that I had no experience and that it
would
probably depend on the situation and who was involved. She said that
she would
make me an offer right now to pay me to pose for Kim and another
student, an
older (17) female cousin. Present would be the girls, herself, the
other girl’s
mom (Kim’s Aunt), and the art instructor. She asked me to just think
about it. She
also said she would like me to meet with a couple art instructors who
she
thought would love to have me as a model. There were a number of
classes where
they could use me and I could make more money. Nudity might not be
required,
but being willing to pose nude would increase the demand and price for
my
services. We left it with a promise to visit them for lunch one weekend
to talk
more and perhaps meet some of the instructors.
Chuck’s
Mom said that I could probably guess her question. The Moms
would like me to allow another hands-on investigation of my body. They
wanted
the girls to be able to explore my body and satisfy more of their
curiosity,
then have me allow myself to become erect for more education. If I was
willing,
they once again wanted them all to witness an ejaculation. She intended
to let
the girls have the experience of actually stroking my penis this time
trying to
stimulate me. One girl would be chosen to bring me to orgasm. I was
expecting
this and agreed. The idea of one of these girls getting me off brought
a tingle
to my whole body. She encouraged me to provide oral feedback and tell
the girls
what I enjoyed and what I did not. I should correct their technique to
ensure
that I received as much pleasure as they could provide.
The
girls had not yet returned. Kim’s Mom was staring at my genitals, then
looked directly at me and said “May I?” When I nodded, she reached down
and
cradled my penis in her palm. She said “I am not used to circumcised
men, but
this is quite beautiful. I quite like having the head on display. It
seems
quite large, especially thick for a boy of 13”. The handling caused it
to start
to swell a bit. She said “Yes, I am looking forward to seeing this when
it is
excited”. She then moved her hand down to cup my scrotum and added “And
these
testicles … they are quite large are they not?” Chuck’s Mom agreed that
I was a
“well equipped young man”. Another ego boost for Jeff. As the girls
returned,
the Moms started to move away, but I heard Kim’s Mom say “ I don’t
really care
about such things, but he seems larger than my husband”. Chuck’s Mom
answered
that I didn’t disappoint when erect either. Sometimes being a “piece of
meat”
can be cool.
Chapter
6
From
the expectant faces on the girls, I deduced that they had been
informed of what was being requested. Chuck’s Mom announced that I had
graciously agreed to another anatomy and male development lesson. She
said that
she wanted Linda and Claire to demonstrate what they had learned by
giving the
lesson to the other girls. They didn’t mind; they just wanted to get
their hands
on my body. Thus I stood patiently as the girls went over my nude body,
front
and back, in great detail. As they pointed out hair, muscle groups, or
other
physical features they would touch it then invite the new girls to
touch or
feel the object of their attention. The Moms only intervened if they
thought
something was incorrect or if something important was being omitted.
They
finally arrived at the area of greatest interest. I’m really not
sure the new girls really believed that this was something they were
going to
really be able to touch because when Claire asked Linda to lift my
penis out of
the way while she began to gently manipulate my scrotum and testicles,
I heard
a little squeal of excitement out of Mary. Kim turned toward her Mom
but was
shooed back with a “Go … Go learn about boys.” They each took a turn
fondling
and exploring my balls. Then it was my dick’s turn. Linda led the
lesson and
there was discussion of circumcision and sensitive spots. Each girls
got a
chance to examine and play with my cock. The lifted and turned it so
they could
examine it from all angles. They gently flipped it back and forth and
sort of
weighed it in their hands.
All of
this had again put my self control to an extreme test. I had just
managed to avoid an erection. Claire had them all stop for a moment.
She placed
a hand on my chest, looked me in the eyes, and said “ You can see how
he is
straining to avoid getting overly excited. I bet that if we ask him
real
nicely, he will now get hard for us”. All the girls followed Claire’s
lead. They
used one hand to stroke various parts of my body while the other
lightly
fondled my genitals and they chanted various versions of “Please get it
up for
us. Let me see it stiff. I want to feel it when it’s hard” etc. It was
a relief
to stop fighting my excitement and within seconds my dick and filled
out and
lengthened to my full six inches or so. It had risen well past
horizontal and
was so hard it began to ache.
Now
they had the toy that they wanted to play with. I thought that I had
been thoroughly examined last night but that was nothing compared to
the
attention my dick got tonight. They ran their fingertips around the
head and
gently squeezed the tip to open the hole. They experimented with how
the skin
slid up and down and traced all the veins in the shaft with their
fingertips. They
debated how something could be so hard and so soft at the same time.
This could
have gone on for a considerable time, but eventually Chuck’s Mom called
time
and said that I needed some water so they could finish the show. I saw
Claire
whispering to her Mom; no doubt asking whether there was going to be a
“big
finish”. She got the answer she wanted and rushed back to inform the
others.
The
girls backed off and let me relax but kept an eye on my dick
watching as it slowly relaxed. It never went completely flaccid though.
I took
the stage again for a while going through the various moves the girls
wanted,
mostly designed to watch my dick bounce and swing. I did their favorite
poses
too but soon they were getting impatient for the grand finale. When I
was
called down, the girls were told that they would get to witness an
ejaculation.
Better yet, they would be the ones to get me off. Kim again looked to
her Mom
who, in turn, told her to stay and take part. They were all very eager.
Linda
asked if they could do it while I was standing so they could see how
far my
semen shot out. They finally decided that I would stand next to and
facing the
stage. They placed several towels in front of me. Each girl would stand
right
up against my side: Kim on the left since she is left-handed and the
others
taking turns on my right.
They
stroked and fondled me until I was erect, then as each girl took a
turn, she would wrap one arm around me (or place that hand on my ass)
and
stroke my hard-on with the other. Aunt Ev kept adding oil to make sure
my dick
stayed well lubricated. As Chuck’s Mom had suggested, I coached the
girls on
whether I wanted their grip to be firmer or gentler; their stroking
faster or
slower, etc. I pointed out that my preference would change as I got
closer to
orgasm. When I said I was getting close, Aunt Ev had the girls pick a
number
between 1 and 100. She announced that Mary was the closest. There is no
doubt
in my mind that this was a setup to reward Mary for “saving the day”.
When I
said I was almost there, Mary took over and did her best to stroke me
the way I
wanted. I had her speed up, then as I went over the top, I raised up on
the
balls of me feet, thrust my hips forward, let out a moan, and began to
spurt. Everyone
was laughing at me and cheering at their success.
I
didn’t think that the distance was all that impressive but thought the
volume was one of my best. A couple pretty huge ropes of cum shot onto
the
towels. My audience seemed pretty pleased. Mary milked the last drops
from my
penis as she laid her head on my shoulder. I again noticed some
annoyance from
Linda. Any affection Mary showed me seemed to bother her more than the
handling
of my genitals. Mary had some cum on her hand. The others put their
fingers in
drops on the towel and they each examined the texture, smell etc.
Once
the show was over, the girls went off chattering among themselves
and with the Moms. They were bubbling over with enthusiasm and
excitement. I
was left to myself for a moment. I slipped on my underwear but decided
that it
made little sense to get completely dressed again. Kim and her Mom
needed to
leave soon afterwards and Mary was catching a ride with them. Kim’s Mom
made
another pitch for the modeling gig as they said goodbye. She said she
was
impressed with my ability to control my erection and thought the art
instructors would be also. She and Kim thanked me for a fun evening.
Mary put
her arms around me and thanked me for letting her take part. Then she
squeezed
me tight and began to whisper in my ear. “I hope you will come over to
my house
soon and give us a repeat performance. My Mom will love it.” When she
felt me
tense up she added “My Mom guessed that the stripper boy was you. Your
Mom had
told her you were staying here this week and when Linda invited me
today, she
figured it out. Since she already knows, I can tell her about tonight
and still
keep my promise. She thinks you have the hottest body on the team and
she is
going to be so jealous”. Before I could say anything else, she gave me
a big
kiss on the cheek and was out the door with Kim and her Mom.
It was
not really all that late, so we all sat in the kitchen and talked
for a bit. There were two more events or discussions of significance.
I’m going
to cheat and save one for tomorrow since it determined my adventure for
Thursday. The other occurred when the girls heard Gram’s car enter the
driveway. They insisted that I model the g-string for Gram, so I went
down and
put it back on under my underpants. She knew they had bought it but
hadn’t seen
it so I put on a mini-strip for her and gave her a private dance in
just the
g-string as the girls sang the strip music. She loved it and
appreciated the
special treatment. Gram said that if I was in her house that g-string
would be
all I would be allowed to wear so she could appreciate my bare buns at
all
times. Eventually, we all kissed and hugged good night and went to bed.
(The End)