On Midnight's Wings 2

By Patrik Razmuzzen

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To a certain extent, life carried on pretty normally for me after the rules were laid down mainly because I couldn't really do much when I was at home and my parents were around. But they still had a way of creeping up on me when I wasn't fully prepared.

I remember that weekend, it was particularly hot and we were playing football. We stopped for a break, and at some point I needed to pee, but I was halfway over to the bushes before I realised that meant peeing near-naked as my shirt was being used for a goalpost.

It wasn't too bad, seeing as we were all boys, but it still felt weird, pulling my shorts down and then peeing, naked from the ankles up. It still felt embarrassing though, especially considering some of them knew nothing about even Mark's situation. Almost like I was a baby or something and not old enough to just pee normally.

When I got back to the group, Tobi and a few of the others were sniggering. “You should grow your hair long,” someone suggested.

My hair was already shoulder-length back then. “How long do you think I need it?”

“Well, at least to cover your ass!”

Things didn't let up, even after the game finished and Tobi took Mark and me over to his place to play some video games, and I was a bit unsure.

“Don't worry, my Mum and my sister are out. Jess is going to her Dad's anyway.”

“Okay, then,” I agreed.

Getting undressed still felt weird, though, even if it was just me, Mark and Tobi, but still kind of nice in a way. And not having to worry about getting into trouble helped – his family were Danish and his Mum was used to nudity – she'd seen Mark loads of times and was under the imprerssion he just liked being naked.

Me too now, I guessed.

“Ok, you guys – I'll have a coke and there are some crisps in the cupboard. Bring them in,” Tobi said.

“We have to be your slave too?” I asked.

“Might as well use the chance,” he replied.

It didn't bother me too much – at least we got coke and crisps.

As soon as we were alone in the kitchen, I felt Mark's warm hand in mine and looked over. “We're supposed to hold hands now, remember?” he said with a smile.

“You're enjoying this too much,” I told him sarcastically.

He didn't reply to that. We must have been a sight, though – naked and holding hands in Tobi's kitchen, while I got the coke and he got the glasses. I coudln't deny that it felt nice though. I kept wondering what his mother would say if she walking in right then, but then realised chances were it was going to happen at some point. She already knew Mark was naked most of the time, but she thought it was by his own choice.

Then came the moment where I had to let go of his hand to open the bottle and actually pour the drinks. Within seconds he moved over so our hips were touching. Then he turned slightly, so his dick and balls were thrust into my hip and I nearly dropped the glass I was holding. His penis hardened and started to harden against me. Now, I'd seen him hard before, but not unless he was playing and certainly not at Tobi's place, so it still caught me by surprise.

“Don't say you don't like it,” he whispered.

“I's not that,” I whispered back, “it's just... here?!”

He just giggled at that.

It did feel nice though. All the time I was trying to dominate him and see him naked and here he was, taking the upper hand on me. A week ago, I'd have killed to see this, had it been someone else. But perhaps Claire was right, I thought to myself. I was a sub.

We finished the chores and headed back to the living room.

Tobi, in fairness, wasn't much of a slavedriver, so we just sat on the floor playing video games for the afternoon and eat far too much junk food. Apart from us being naked and Mark trying to feel me up, it was pretty much a normal afternoon. At least until I heard the sound of doors being unlocked and then a call in a deep female accent. Before I had time, Tobi's Mum was in the room.

“Hey! You are both naked now?”

“Yeah, I kind of wanted to try it and see what it's like – I hope that's okay?”

“Of course!” she laughed, “I used to be like it when I was young too!” She reached out and hugged me tightly. Tobi told me she represented Denmark at wrestling before he was born. I could well believe it – she was a very powerful woman. Then she muttered something to 'Tobias' in Danish and he followed her out into the kitchen.

“Get used to it,” Mark muttered without even looked up from the game. “Don't cover yourself though – it's not allowed and you'll look you're not relaxed.”

It was only a when Tobi came back that I wondered what she'd meant by help 'us'?

“Yeah – Jess is still here. Her Dad cancelled on her again and she's not in a good mood.”

“Jess is here?!” I gasped. “But she'll see me!”

Before anyone got a chance to say anything, she came in, “Mum said to tell you that – oh wow!”

I looked up and there was Jess. She grinned back and said sorry in a tone that suggested she was anything but sorry.

“I thought you were – away,” I said.

“My Dad had to work,” she replied, obviously staring at my crotch. “So I'm stuck here.” I turned around to shield myself, inadvertantly showing her what she really wanted. “Eh – Mum said we have nude- eh, food – eh...” then she turned, giggled and ran back into the kitchen.

To be honest, I thought I would have been embarrassed, but the whole thing happened too fast for me to really realise it. Then, a minute later, Tobi's Mum reappaered, “hey – we have McDonalds and I think we bought to much so yeah” - she laughed, “come and eat!”

We got up and followed her into the kitchen, still holding hands. I saw a quick frown of surprise from their Mum when she saw us holding hands, but she said nothing as I broke contact from Mark and darted to the nearest seat and sat down, greatful for even one minute;s privacy.

And so, apart from being naked, everything seemed to be normal. Sitting down at the table meant we could only be seen from the chest up and we chatted about normal things: how was school, football, and so on, I told them I was being home-schooled bv my Mum until after the summer, but sill hung out a lot with the others when they were finished. But about halfway through dinner, I was suddenly aware of something brushing against my inner thigh. Tobi had a cat, so I assumed nothing of it – in fact, it felt kind of nice. I spread my legs to let it's tail brush against my ball-sack and instantly felt a tingling and my dick jerked. Then I glanced over to see the cat eating in the corner of the room.

“Eh, Tobi? How many cats do you have?”

“One. He's at his bowl. Why?”

“No reason.”

Then another tickle. It was really feeling nice, but who -? Then I looked across from me and there she was. Jess, with an evil smile on her face. She was tickling me with her feet under the table. But could I do? I tried to move away, but she always seemed to find me again. I really liked it, but I didn't want to have to walk around Tobi's house with a full erection.

The problem was I just couldn't stop myself. Every time her foot moved, I moved with it. I wanted her touch on my penis. And my balls. I spread my legs and groaned a bit as she took my dick between her toes. I didn't know what a foot-job was back then, but that was exactly what she was doing. I was totally at her mercy. I still held the conversation up and managed to eat, but how no one suspected anything, I do not know. Although Tobi later said he knew what was happening, but said nothing.

Then suddenly,, she took her foot away. For good this time, Leaving me gasping for relief. I looked around and saw that everyone – including me – had finished and was getting up. And I still had a raging erection under the table. Tobi's Mum had to ask me to bring my dishes to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher.

Reluctantly I got up, I dared not look down but I could feel my dick bouncing around and my balls shaking. I saw Tobi smile, Jess giggle and Mark go a bit red as they looked at me. Everyone saw everything. It really electrified my feeling – it was as if I wanted them to see me like this wanted to show them everything and to be humiliated like this. Tobi's Mum was the last one to see it, but she just laughed.

“I think you really enjoyed my cooking, tonight, yeah?!” she laughed, slapping my back. Then she wrapped her arm around my shoulders and rubbed my back down to my hip. “Don'tbe embarrassed – it happens sometimes.”

Oh. God that just embarrassed me more. Naked and erect in my friend's hoouse in front of his mother –and even being able to leave or get dressed.

Then her hand was gone and she gave my bottom one sharp slap. My dick tingled, my balls shook and I felt myself cum – almost. It took every ounce of self-control to hold back, but some how I managed.

In the sapce of a few minutes, both my friend's sister and mother had felt me up with an erection. Innocently or otherwise. It was all I could do to not cum right there and then – it was such a rush.

I just smiled and muttered an apology as I scampered back to the living room to rejoin the others. I made a point of laying down on the carpet on my tummy so as to hide myself. It felt awesome, yes, but I didn't want to arouse any more suspicion. I could get away with it once, but not all the time.

If I just thought about something else, I could make it go away, so I tried to concentrate on the video game, but with Mark lying beside me with his hip touching mine it wasn't easy. It got worse when Jess came in and then lay down on the other side of me and tried to cuddle into me. She even stroked be backside when her Mum wasn't in the room.

What the hell was going on? What were they trying to do to me?

Tobi's Mum cane into the room and they left me alone. Then she went out again and suddenly I had Mark trying to snuggle into me and Jess touching my ass. Mark was just winding me up, I knew – any other time and I'd have let him – but this was hardly the time. Then, she'd come back and they'd leave me again. Some of it felt kinda nice, but the constant starting and stopping was unbearable.

This must have gone on for about half an hour, until the doorbell rang, and I was no softer than I had been when I left the dinner table. I was a bit scared when I heard voices in the hallway getting louder, but then I recognised Claire's and a wave of relief washed over me. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, though until they came in.

“... and Derek's Mum said to send him home too, when I got here.,” Claire said.

“Ya, it is getting kinda late,” Tobi's Mum replied with a laugh.

I was both relieved and disappointed to hear it. I got up slowly trying to hide my bouncing erection from Tobi's Mum and shuffled outside. At least I tried to – Tobi's Mum had a thing for hugging people and she grabbed me on the way and pulled me into her. If she didn't know about my erection before, she knew when it was crushed between us.

Now I'd been hugged by her before, a few times, and it was usually kind of nice. This time, however, she was extra firm – then her warm hand were on my lower back and then – then they were squeezing my ass. She took a deep breath, smiled, and said, “don't leave it so long before you visit again, ok?!”

“Eh, sure,” I said, suddenly free again. I caught her looking down at my erection before heading out to the hall where my clothes were. I took a deep breath and Claire was beind me.

“You okay?” she laughed.

“Yeah, I think so,” I replied. “But Jess has been touching me since she got him. She was even playing with me under the table when we were eating. And when we were playing video games and their Mum was in the kitchen.”

“You seem to have enjoyed it.”

“Yeah – but it was kind of scary, too. What if we I get into trouble?”

“Oh, I don't think you have anything to worry about judging by that hug she gave you on the way out! Was it nice?”

I stopped for a second. It was nice, but terrifying at the same time. But – if Claire had seen it too, then it was definitely there. What the hell was going on with the women in this family and me?

Claire sat down on the stairs and put her hands on my shoulders. “You know you can opt out of this if you want? I won't think any less of you and you can still visit Mark.

I nodded. “I'm fine. I just wasn't prepared for more people to see me and touch me like that, but it was nice.”

“Ok. I don't think you have anything to worry about here – just play it innocently and pretend it's normal. Be like a little kid - they don't care about getting naked hugs.”

That was true. In a way, the whole game was about me regressing to the point where everyone else had authority in some way.

The door opened again and Jess stepped out.

“I love it now that you're playing,” she said, “it's so cool!” She looked over at Claire as I started to get dressed.

“Wait,” she asid, “Can I dress him? He can be like one my dolls!”

“Sure,” Claire replied. “But don't take too long – he has to be home soon.”

And she did. Starting with my socks, shirt and underpants, and talking to me like I was a small child. She took every opportunity to feel me up, too – even reaching into my pants and moving my balls and dick because they were “pushing to one side.”

In fairness, she had a lovely soft touch. Not as clumsy as I would have thought, but not as assured as some of the others.

Finally, she had me step into my pants and buttoned them up, and put my shoes on and tied the shoelaces. It was done. I could still feel the impressions of her hands on my skin where she'd been touching me.

“Enjoy that?” Claire asked Jess.

“Can I do it again?

“Not right now. We have to go.”

Jess's face fell a bit but then lifted. “I know! How about if we make it a rule? I can dress him and undress him when he's here?”

Claire nodded. “I like this idea,” she nodded. “That's a new rule for you – you're only allowed to dress or undress yourself whenever you're on your own. Other than that, you have to ask whoever's with you to do it for you if it's someone who knows about the rules. Okay?”

“Awesome!” Jess exclaimed.

“New rule?”

“Yes – I can add new rules, you know. And this one is just for you. Not Mark.”

I nodded, If it was only the people who knew, then it should be okay. Although deep down, I knew there was always probably going to be a point where this was going to be awkward.

We said goodbye and stepped out into the cool evening. Suddenly wearing clothes felt a bit weird again.

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