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Chapter 24. The Measure of a Man
Tim is lying on the bed in his Cousin Jack's room. He was keeping his eyes closed the whole time his body was placed down on the bed, then
dried off. Tim thought he was alone in the room when Aunt Doreen moved everybody into the other rooms. That is what he thought when he
heard the door close shut.
"It's too damn dark in here. Go sit down on the bed. I'll turn the lamps on."
It was the voice of Aunt Doreen. She's still in the room, and she's talking to someone. Tim wants to squint his eyes open, but he dares not.
A light turns on by his right side, then a light goes on at his left side. The two lamps on two bedside tables is an enormous amount of light
compared to what it was only moments ago. It's still daytime, but the storm outside had the bedroom as dark as a tomb.
"Sometimes I wonder if he fakes these passed out moments. It happens every now and then. Timmy won't wake up when it's time for him
to be at the breakfast table before school."
It's the voice of Tim's mom. She's telling Aunty little secrets about him.
"There was a few times he wouldn't wake up until I was literally tugging on his dick to pull him out of his slumber. You know he stopped wearing
underwear to bed almost a year ago. He's so shy most of the time. He won't even be shirtless around other people. But when he's asleep his
bedsheets are kicked off and he lays there like a dead person, and I can't shake him awake till I squeeze the penis."
"Really...that is so interesting," Aunt Doreen says, and Tim can feel her sitting down on the bed.
For a while there is nothing but silence in the room. The only thing Tim hears is the pounding of his own heartbeat in his head and the voices
of the little girls out in the living room.
"I'm really most impressed with him. Your boy has such a young innocent face like a child, but he's grown up so much in the last year. That
photo of him being measured with the ruler...that was insanely funny. He's grown so much. Look at this thick tuft of hair. Thick and manly.
Big in the balls your boy is."
"I hear your son Jack is quite the specimen. I haven't seen him since he was a little boy, and I had just gotten divorced from Tim's father. The
poor little darling. To fall like that and bump his head."
Tim can feel a hand on his forehead. He also feels a hand much much lower on his body. The other hand is on the upper thigh, and it is rubbing
higher and higher toward his crotch. It's almost as if the hand was its own monstrous creature, and it walks on fingers throughout the house
searching for something to grab on to. Tim has seen separated hand movies where people are strangled in a fit of revengeful rage by the horrid
hand. Now he feels that hand brushing up close to his balls.
Tim's penis pounds on its own. He can feel it pulsing as it twitches and moves up and down. His mom and aunt must be staring at it right now,
fascinated at the movements, like his cock is the only thing awake and it wants to get up and move.
"I got an idea. Do you have a way to measure him. Might as well find out how much my boy has grown since that bathtub photo was taken,"
Mrs. Tuttle says, and the hand on the forehead shifts down to resting on the tummy, a finger circling round and round the belly button.
"That's a great idea. I know where Jack keeps his school supplies."
The bed lifts up higher as Aunt Doreen stands up. A drawer is yanked open on a neaby student desk.
"Find a black marker while you are at it," Tim's mom asks for more school supplies, and Tim has no idea what a marker would be needed for.
"Do you want to hold or measure?"
The bed sinks back lower, "I'll hold if you don't mind. My goodness...he's throbbing in my hand. I can feel it jerking. You sure he's asleep?"
"It really don't matter if he is or isn't. I'm going to measure him regardless. Now hold it straight up. I got the ruler."
Tim can hear his aunt chuckling. He can feel his dick lifted to the standing upright position. He can feel the hardness of the wooden ruler
as it is placed alongside his almost as hard member. What happens next was unexpected. He feels something slide quickly down near the base.
Another slide of something happens not far from it, then a third. Then Tim figures out what is going on. His mother is not only measuring the
length of the erection with the ruler, but she is marking the size with little stokes of the black marker. Tim's dick is being turned into a ruler.
"Nice straight marks you got there. Wow...I would never have thought of this," and Aunt Doreen laughs out loud, not even trying to be quiet now.
Mark slash after mark goes onto the skin of Tim's dick, and the last one went right across the sensitive head. Tim's whole body shakes in response
to the amazingly erotic sensation of the pointy felt tip sliding across the dickhead, causing a wave of tingles up and down his spine, goosebumps
on the arms and legs.
"That's the six-inch marker, right in the middle of his beautiful pink head. This will be quite the surprise when the rest of the family sees this.
This doesn't compare to Jack, but I'd say this is a nice six and a half inch penis. And he's got time to do more growin in the next year or two."
"Yeah...a full inch he's gotten since I measured him on his 13th birthday. It's only an inch longer, but it does feel a lot bigger around than
a year ago. I didn't think to measure him around, too bad. But you are right, the others are gonna flip out when they see this."
Chapter 24. The Measure of a Man
Tim is lying on the bed in his Cousin Jack's room. He was keeping his eyes closed the whole time his body was placed down on the bed, then
dried off. Tim thought he was alone in the room when Aunt Doreen moved everybody into the other rooms. That is what he thought when he
heard the door close shut.
"It's too damn dark in here. Go sit down on the bed. I'll turn the lamps on."
It was the voice of Aunt Doreen. She's still in the room, and she's talking to someone. Tim wants to squint his eyes open, but he dares not.
A light turns on by his right side, then a light goes on at his left side. The two lamps on two bedside tables is an enormous amount of light
compared to what it was only moments ago. It's still daytime, but the storm outside had the bedroom as dark as a tomb.
"Sometimes I wonder if he fakes these passed out moments. It happens every now and then. Timmy won't wake up when it's time for him
to be at the breakfast table before school."
It's the voice of Tim's mom. She's telling Aunty little secrets about him.
"There was a few times he wouldn't wake up until I was literally tugging on his dick to pull him out of his slumber. You know he stopped wearing
underwear to bed almost a year ago. He's so shy most of the time. He won't even be shirtless around other people. But when he's asleep his
bedsheets are kicked off and he lays there like a dead person, and I can't shake him awake till I squeeze the penis."
"Really...that is so interesting," Aunt Doreen says, and Tim can feel her sitting down on the bed.
For a while there is nothing but silence in the room. The only thing Tim hears is the pounding of his own heartbeat in his head and the voices
of the little girls out in the living room.
"I'm really most impressed with him. Your boy has such a young innocent face like a child, but he's grown up so much in the last year. That
photo of him being measured with the ruler...that was insanely funny. He's grown so much. Look at this thick tuft of hair. Thick and manly.
Big in the balls your boy is."
"I hear your son Jack is quite the specimen. I haven't seen him since he was a little boy, and I had just gotten divorced from Tim's father. The
poor little darling. To fall like that and bump his head."
Tim can feel a hand on his forehead. He also feels a hand much much lower on his body. The other hand is on the upper thigh, and it is rubbing
higher and higher toward his crotch. It's almost as if the hand was its own monstrous creature, and it walks on fingers throughout the house
searching for something to grab on to. Tim has seen separated hand movies where people are strangled in a fit of revengeful rage by the horrid
hand. Now he feels that hand brushing up close to his balls.
Tim's penis pounds on its own. He can feel it pulsing as it twitches and moves up and down. His mom and aunt must be staring at it right now,
fascinated at the movements, like his cock is the only thing awake and it wants to get up and move.
"I got an idea. Do you have a way to measure him. Might as well find out how much my boy has grown since that bathtub photo was taken,"
Mrs. Tuttle says, and the hand on the forehead shifts down to resting on the tummy, a finger circling round and round the belly button.
"That's a great idea. I know where Jack keeps his school supplies."
The bed lifts up higher as Aunt Doreen stands up. A drawer is yanked open on a neaby student desk.
"Find a black marker while you are at it," Tim's mom asks for more school supplies, and Tim has no idea what a marker would be needed for.
"Do you want to hold or measure?"
The bed sinks back lower, "I'll hold if you don't mind. My goodness...he's throbbing in my hand. I can feel it jerking. You sure he's asleep?"
"It really don't matter if he is or isn't. I'm going to measure him regardless. Now hold it straight up. I got the ruler."
Tim can hear his aunt chuckling. He can feel his dick lifted to the standing upright position. He can feel the hardness of the wooden ruler
as it is placed alongside his almost as hard member. What happens next was unexpected. He feels something slide quickly down near the base.
Another slide of something happens not far from it, then a third. Then Tim figures out what is going on. His mother is not only measuring the
length of the erection with the ruler, but she is marking the size with little stokes of the black marker. Tim's dick is being turned into a ruler.
"Nice straight marks you got there. Wow...I would never have thought of this," and Aunt Doreen laughs out loud, not even trying to be quiet now.
Mark slash after mark goes onto the skin of Tim's dick, and the last one went right across the sensitive head. Tim's whole body shakes in response
to the amazingly erotic sensation of the pointy felt tip sliding across the dickhead, causing a wave of tingles up and down his spine, goosebumps
on the arms and legs.
"That's the six-inch marker, right in the middle of his beautiful pink head. This will be quite the surprise when the rest of the family sees this.
This doesn't compare to Jack, but I'd say this is a nice six and a half inch penis. And he's got time to do more growin in the next year or two."
"Yeah...a full inch he's gotten since I measured him on his 13th birthday. It's only an inch longer, but it does feel a lot bigger around than
a year ago. I didn't think to measure him around, too bad. But you are right, the others are gonna flip out when they see this."
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This story keeps getting better and better. I feel a tone of "evil" from this one and I think there is a ton more embarrassment ahead for our hapless hero!
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I'm glad you are liking it.
It might be premature to call Timothy a "hapless hero". There may be a sense of evil developing...but who will be the one to play dirty?
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Chapter 25. Not New to Trouble
As he lay on the bed, the hands of his mom and aunt touching the most private and ticklish parts of his body, Timothy was able to remain
motionless. It's not the first time he's pretended to be passed out and unconscious. Timothy used the trick once before.
* * * * *
The local city public pool is where Tim had a previous engagement with the "Sleep Defense". It was a hot Friday afternoon. Tim was at the
pool by himself, and he spent most of the time sitting near the diving boards as he watched the other kids dive. Tim sat on a bench near the
ladder for getting out of the deep end. The ladder location is a good one to park oneself nearby, as it gives one a great view of the bodies
and swimsuits of the other kids as they climb up the ladder. Few things are as enticing and erotic as watching the water run off the bronzed
skin of hot chicks and muscled hunks as they clamber out of the water after a jump off of the Five Meter platform.
As Timothy sat watching, a teenage girl named Ariana jumped off the platform. This chick is a chica, a super fine Hispanic girl of fifteen years.
The bikini Ariana has on is so small it could be described as patches of cloth held on with stings. After doing her jump, which was a straight
downward drop with the feet first, Ariana swam over to the ladder. Climbing out of the pool, the teenager didn't know both parts of her top
were up under the girl's chin. As she comes up out of the water it's Tim who is sitting there to witness this massively severe wardrobe malfunction.
Tim is a typical thirteen year old, so when he sees the whiter skin of bare breasts, sees the much darker nipples and areola topping those
marvelous female body parts that transform recently turned teenage boys into grinning buffoons, Tim laughs and he points. Ariana gasps when
she looks down to see the two large tits completely out for public display, and she falls backwards back into the water.
After watching the older kids do diving for a while, Tim got too hot from sitting in the sun so long. He got into the pool and hung around the
deep end, in the corner. One never knows when another wardrobe malfunction will happen.
The malfunction happened to Tim. Fifteen minutes till closing time, a group of girls swam his direction. It was Ariana and two of her gangster
style girlie friends.
"So you think that was funny did you?" Ariana says, as the three girls swim up close. "We'll be having the last laugh you idiot."
Two girls held Tim's arms out to the sides and they held on as Ariana slipped under the water. In a matter of seconds Tim felt his swimsuit
slide down and off of his legs. Then Ariana comes up, and she has the suit in her hand.
"So who's laughing now...you punk ass dork." The hot Hispanic chick began swimming toward the ladder, and as she got out she kept holding
the swimsuit. Tim expected her to toss the suit into the water, but no. Ariana kept on walking...all the way to the exit. She and the other
girls stepped out and were gone.
Tim had no idea what to do. He's naked in the corner of the deep end. No clothes nearby, and Tim didn't even bring a towel with him!
With the minutes ticking away until the closing time, Tim stays as hidden as he can in the corner of the pool. One by one or two by two, the
patrons of the pool get out to leave. Tick tick tick goes the clock on the wall and how the hell is Tim going to get out of here without exposing
his dick?
"The pool is closed. Everyone out of the water!" the lifeguard shouted after blowing her whistle. The lifeguard on the stand is one of the
younger guards at the city pool. The minimum age to be a lifeguard is sixteen, and the blond girl in the red one-piece suit was probably
at that age. Her name was Gloria, and all the boys drooled when Gloria walked by on those sweet sexy legs.
The lifeguard is watching a group of rowdy boys who are still thrashing about in the shallow end. Gloria blows her whistle again, and she
finally gets those boys to get out of the water. Those three guys trot toward the changing room. Tim is now the only person in the water, and
the lifeguard will soon notice him. She will blow the whistle and order Tim to get out of the water. What is he going to say when he climbs
out and has to hold his hands over his crotch? You know Gloria is going to ask, "Where is your swimsuit?"
Pushing away from the side of the pool, Timothy lowers his head into the water. He made sure to take a good deep breath of air. Lowering
the head even more, Timothy relaxes his body and he starts to sort of float. He is thin enough that most of his body sinks. Only the top of
his head remains above the surface.
Even with his ears mostly under the water, Timothy can hear the urgent blast of the lifeguard's whistle. Then seconds later there is a splash
next to him and a wave washes over his head. The arms of the lifeguard wrap around the front of his chest, and his body gets leaned backwards
till his head pops out of the water. Gloria expertly swim/pulls Tim over to the side of the pool. Tim keeps his eyes closed. His ears
tell him what is going on. The other lifeguard on duty, a big young hunk of a guy named Dwight, who likes to walk around the pool in his purple
and white striped speedo, is the second person to arrive on the scene. It was the muscular Dwight who did most of the heavy lifting to get Tim's
body out of the water. As Tim's body rose up higher, he could hear the gasp from Gloria as his dick nearly smacks her in the face.
"You gotta be shittin me...he's naked."
Tim feels his body being laid down on the concrete next to the pool. Gloria climbs out of the water, and the two guards continue emergency
procedures. Dear ol brave Dwight passes the buck as he gets up to run for the pool office, saying "I'm calling for paramedics".
Tim's head gets tilted backwards, a hand under the back of his neck. Gloria goes into the "Look, Listen, Feel" check.
Look for the chest to be rising and falling.
Listen for the sound of breathing.
Feel for a pulse at the neck artery.
Try not to freak out the drowning kid is naked!!!
It's all so exciting Tim immediately pops a boner.
Tim must have been holding his breath. He was shocked when Gloria presses her mouth to his and she begins to blow air into him. It was such
a shock to Tim that he immediately slipped out of his "Dead Mode" and he sputters to life, but he has the sense to sputter and cough as if
he had some water needing to come up, as if he had been passed out and about to drown.
Opening his eyes, Tim sees the three boys from the shallow end, two other girls staring at him with open mouths, as well as a couple moms who
had come to pick up their kids. One mom yanks a baseball cap from off one of the boy's heads, and the cap is placed over the throbbing and
twitching erection.
Gloria shouted to Dwight to cancel the paramedics. Then the sweet and efficient teenager walked with Tim over to the pool office, the other
kids trying not to laugh too loudly as they watch is naked ass out on display, his crotch covered by a baseball cap (which the boy didn't want
back but wanted Tim to pay for). He was given some shorts from the Lost-N-Found, which were a couple sizes too big. While walking home, Tim had to hang onto those shorts to keep them from falling down.
Tim got a butt whoopin for losing his swimsuit, and for a special punishment he was made to answer the door in the nude all the next day when
there were several deliveries expected. One male mail carrier from the Post Office and one female driver from UPS were astonished to have
the doorbell ringing responded to by a naked thirteen year old boy.
* * * * *
Having been in dire situations before, and kept a cool head, Tim lies there as his closest relatives touch and comment on his growth and
development, but it's that particular line from his mother saying, "The other kids are gonna flip out when they see this" that gets Tim's
heart pounding and gets him sweating. This naked birthday celebration is only getting started, and minor injuries are not going to stop it.
"Hmmm...uhhhh" Timothy mumbles, and his body shifts position. Tim's hands twitch and even the toes are wanting to curl and uncurl.
There is a hand wrapped around his dick and it's tugging and squeezing. "Mmmm, what?...what?"
"See...I told you. Sometimes the only thing that wakes him up is a hard pull on his pecker," and then mom rubs his chest, tweaking the nipples.
"Wake up baby doll. You aren't gonna skip out on your party are you. My big beautiful birthday boy is going to have loads of fun tonight."
Chapter 25. Not New to Trouble
As he lay on the bed, the hands of his mom and aunt touching the most private and ticklish parts of his body, Timothy was able to remain
motionless. It's not the first time he's pretended to be passed out and unconscious. Timothy used the trick once before.
* * * * *
The local city public pool is where Tim had a previous engagement with the "Sleep Defense". It was a hot Friday afternoon. Tim was at the
pool by himself, and he spent most of the time sitting near the diving boards as he watched the other kids dive. Tim sat on a bench near the
ladder for getting out of the deep end. The ladder location is a good one to park oneself nearby, as it gives one a great view of the bodies
and swimsuits of the other kids as they climb up the ladder. Few things are as enticing and erotic as watching the water run off the bronzed
skin of hot chicks and muscled hunks as they clamber out of the water after a jump off of the Five Meter platform.
As Timothy sat watching, a teenage girl named Ariana jumped off the platform. This chick is a chica, a super fine Hispanic girl of fifteen years.
The bikini Ariana has on is so small it could be described as patches of cloth held on with stings. After doing her jump, which was a straight
downward drop with the feet first, Ariana swam over to the ladder. Climbing out of the pool, the teenager didn't know both parts of her top
were up under the girl's chin. As she comes up out of the water it's Tim who is sitting there to witness this massively severe wardrobe malfunction.
Tim is a typical thirteen year old, so when he sees the whiter skin of bare breasts, sees the much darker nipples and areola topping those
marvelous female body parts that transform recently turned teenage boys into grinning buffoons, Tim laughs and he points. Ariana gasps when
she looks down to see the two large tits completely out for public display, and she falls backwards back into the water.
After watching the older kids do diving for a while, Tim got too hot from sitting in the sun so long. He got into the pool and hung around the
deep end, in the corner. One never knows when another wardrobe malfunction will happen.
The malfunction happened to Tim. Fifteen minutes till closing time, a group of girls swam his direction. It was Ariana and two of her gangster
style girlie friends.
"So you think that was funny did you?" Ariana says, as the three girls swim up close. "We'll be having the last laugh you idiot."
Two girls held Tim's arms out to the sides and they held on as Ariana slipped under the water. In a matter of seconds Tim felt his swimsuit
slide down and off of his legs. Then Ariana comes up, and she has the suit in her hand.
"So who's laughing now...you punk ass dork." The hot Hispanic chick began swimming toward the ladder, and as she got out she kept holding
the swimsuit. Tim expected her to toss the suit into the water, but no. Ariana kept on walking...all the way to the exit. She and the other
girls stepped out and were gone.
Tim had no idea what to do. He's naked in the corner of the deep end. No clothes nearby, and Tim didn't even bring a towel with him!
With the minutes ticking away until the closing time, Tim stays as hidden as he can in the corner of the pool. One by one or two by two, the
patrons of the pool get out to leave. Tick tick tick goes the clock on the wall and how the hell is Tim going to get out of here without exposing
his dick?
"The pool is closed. Everyone out of the water!" the lifeguard shouted after blowing her whistle. The lifeguard on the stand is one of the
younger guards at the city pool. The minimum age to be a lifeguard is sixteen, and the blond girl in the red one-piece suit was probably
at that age. Her name was Gloria, and all the boys drooled when Gloria walked by on those sweet sexy legs.
The lifeguard is watching a group of rowdy boys who are still thrashing about in the shallow end. Gloria blows her whistle again, and she
finally gets those boys to get out of the water. Those three guys trot toward the changing room. Tim is now the only person in the water, and
the lifeguard will soon notice him. She will blow the whistle and order Tim to get out of the water. What is he going to say when he climbs
out and has to hold his hands over his crotch? You know Gloria is going to ask, "Where is your swimsuit?"
Pushing away from the side of the pool, Timothy lowers his head into the water. He made sure to take a good deep breath of air. Lowering
the head even more, Timothy relaxes his body and he starts to sort of float. He is thin enough that most of his body sinks. Only the top of
his head remains above the surface.
Even with his ears mostly under the water, Timothy can hear the urgent blast of the lifeguard's whistle. Then seconds later there is a splash
next to him and a wave washes over his head. The arms of the lifeguard wrap around the front of his chest, and his body gets leaned backwards
till his head pops out of the water. Gloria expertly swim/pulls Tim over to the side of the pool. Tim keeps his eyes closed. His ears
tell him what is going on. The other lifeguard on duty, a big young hunk of a guy named Dwight, who likes to walk around the pool in his purple
and white striped speedo, is the second person to arrive on the scene. It was the muscular Dwight who did most of the heavy lifting to get Tim's
body out of the water. As Tim's body rose up higher, he could hear the gasp from Gloria as his dick nearly smacks her in the face.
"You gotta be shittin me...he's naked."
Tim feels his body being laid down on the concrete next to the pool. Gloria climbs out of the water, and the two guards continue emergency
procedures. Dear ol brave Dwight passes the buck as he gets up to run for the pool office, saying "I'm calling for paramedics".
Tim's head gets tilted backwards, a hand under the back of his neck. Gloria goes into the "Look, Listen, Feel" check.
Look for the chest to be rising and falling.
Listen for the sound of breathing.
Feel for a pulse at the neck artery.
Try not to freak out the drowning kid is naked!!!
It's all so exciting Tim immediately pops a boner.
Tim must have been holding his breath. He was shocked when Gloria presses her mouth to his and she begins to blow air into him. It was such
a shock to Tim that he immediately slipped out of his "Dead Mode" and he sputters to life, but he has the sense to sputter and cough as if
he had some water needing to come up, as if he had been passed out and about to drown.
Opening his eyes, Tim sees the three boys from the shallow end, two other girls staring at him with open mouths, as well as a couple moms who
had come to pick up their kids. One mom yanks a baseball cap from off one of the boy's heads, and the cap is placed over the throbbing and
twitching erection.
Gloria shouted to Dwight to cancel the paramedics. Then the sweet and efficient teenager walked with Tim over to the pool office, the other
kids trying not to laugh too loudly as they watch is naked ass out on display, his crotch covered by a baseball cap (which the boy didn't want
back but wanted Tim to pay for). He was given some shorts from the Lost-N-Found, which were a couple sizes too big. While walking home, Tim had to hang onto those shorts to keep them from falling down.
Tim got a butt whoopin for losing his swimsuit, and for a special punishment he was made to answer the door in the nude all the next day when
there were several deliveries expected. One male mail carrier from the Post Office and one female driver from UPS were astonished to have
the doorbell ringing responded to by a naked thirteen year old boy.
* * * * *
Having been in dire situations before, and kept a cool head, Tim lies there as his closest relatives touch and comment on his growth and
development, but it's that particular line from his mother saying, "The other kids are gonna flip out when they see this" that gets Tim's
heart pounding and gets him sweating. This naked birthday celebration is only getting started, and minor injuries are not going to stop it.
"Hmmm...uhhhh" Timothy mumbles, and his body shifts position. Tim's hands twitch and even the toes are wanting to curl and uncurl.
There is a hand wrapped around his dick and it's tugging and squeezing. "Mmmm, what?...what?"
"See...I told you. Sometimes the only thing that wakes him up is a hard pull on his pecker," and then mom rubs his chest, tweaking the nipples.
"Wake up baby doll. You aren't gonna skip out on your party are you. My big beautiful birthday boy is going to have loads of fun tonight."
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Chapter 26. And the Party Goes On
"Don't make me go out there like this," Timothy begs his mom.
Tim had come fully awake and aware of his surroundings and situation. He acted shocked and surprised to find himself lying on a bed with no
clothes on. He pretended to be amazed everyone had seen him naked for a long time as his body was carried to the house from the corral.
The most astonishing thing is seeing his penis marked at each inch of his erection. Aunt Doreen was more than happy to hold it upright and in
the brightest part of the light.
"For a boy your age, you are above average...though not spectacular. Don't go trying to enter the "Hunk of the Month Club" just yet."
Tim can't change what has happened over the previous hour, but he can try to negotiate for an acceptable near future. "Is there anything I can
put on? Why did you leave my clothes outside in this thunderstorm?"
The storm outside is still raging. The branches of the trees nearest the house could be heard scraping the walls and the roof. Lightning flashes
still send short bursts of extra light into the bedroom. The rain patters loudly against the windowpanes.
Tim tried to get his mom and aunt to agree to letting him wear something of Cousin Jack's, even if it was only underwear. Aunt Doreen had a
different idea of how to make her favorite nephew more presentable for the rest of the birthday party. She left the room for a couple minutes,
and when she came back she had a roll of wrapping paper in her hand.
Using the ruler, Tim's aunt measured out a strip of paper that was 12 inches long and 8 inches wide. This strip is wrapped around Tim's dick and
balls, with just enough length to it to cover the entire length (flaccid or erected). The paper is wrapped around the genitals, then taped along
the sides and front end. At the end of wrapping, the body parts Timothy was most concerned about are covered up with red and green paper.
"This is all I get to wear?" Timothy complains. "It's really not fair."
"Nothing is fair in love and war...or birthdays," Mrs. Tuttle tells her son. "You have a secret present to show your cousins. When you open
your presents you will have to take it off and show them."
It was far from perfect, but Tim won't have to walk about completely naked, only 98.6 percent naked if he did his calculations correctly. For
the rest of the day his cousins will be able to see the main part of his body including a bare ass. And at the end of it all he'll have to remove
the flimsy wrapping to present a present of his specially marked penis to be admired.
Maybe the storm will get worse, and a tornado will sweep the house and everybody away.
As soon as Tim left the semi-cozy confines of Jack's bedroom, Bonnie and Wynona rushed over to see him. They marveled at the cleverness of
their mother, who had turned her nephew into a present, sort of like out of a Crackerjack box, except the girls had a fairly good idea of what
the secret toy surprise will turn out to be.
"When Timmy opens his birthday presents, he'll show you what there is for you to see...okay...no yanking on the paper. And no rough housing...
he's taken a bad fall and must not get his head wacked."
For the next couple hours the activities were typical for family get togethers. Tim had to play Charades. No matter what word Tim tried to
act out, the answers kept coming back naughty, having something to do with his current state of undress. One word Timothy had to act out
was WINDMILL. Tim stands in front of everyone, and he waves his arms around in circles, then does something that looks like Jumping Jacks.
"I know...you are a male stripper"
"Genitals"
"Nudist"
"Sex Pervert, a flasher"
Even Jill was laughing when she and the others got a good long look at the wrapped up present flopping up and down between Tim's legs. He
had been soft for a while, but the Jumping Jacks brought out another quickie penis popup. With how tightly the wrapping was, it's very obvious
when the state of hardness changes. The paper pushes outward, the colorful "Mystery" rising up, the thin paper threatening to split or tear.
Cake time was another embarrassing event. Instead of just cutting the cake and sharing with everyone, Aunt Doreen brings out a can of
whipped topping. She sprays the creamy white foam on Tim's chest, turning his two nipples into miniature snow capped mountains.
Wynona and Bonnie both agreed it was a tasty treat, as they each got to lick, lap up, and suck the sugary sweetness off of Tim's nipples.
The paper pouch nearly burst on its own, nearly springing the secret surprise early.
Then it was the moment everyone was looking forward to, the giving of the birthday presents. Tim got something from everybody. Jack gave
him a used baseball glove. Jill gave him a set of paperback CONAN novels, which was very sweet of her. Even little Bonnie had crafted something with her own adorable hands: a baseball cap with gold glitter and glue spelling the word STUD on the front of it.
Aunt Doreen gathered up all the torn up wrapping paper, tossing it into a trash bag, then it was time for the next round of the gift exchange,
"You got all of your gifts, Timmy. Now show your cousins what present you have for them."
Chapter 26. And the Party Goes On
"Don't make me go out there like this," Timothy begs his mom.
Tim had come fully awake and aware of his surroundings and situation. He acted shocked and surprised to find himself lying on a bed with no
clothes on. He pretended to be amazed everyone had seen him naked for a long time as his body was carried to the house from the corral.
The most astonishing thing is seeing his penis marked at each inch of his erection. Aunt Doreen was more than happy to hold it upright and in
the brightest part of the light.
"For a boy your age, you are above average...though not spectacular. Don't go trying to enter the "Hunk of the Month Club" just yet."
Tim can't change what has happened over the previous hour, but he can try to negotiate for an acceptable near future. "Is there anything I can
put on? Why did you leave my clothes outside in this thunderstorm?"
The storm outside is still raging. The branches of the trees nearest the house could be heard scraping the walls and the roof. Lightning flashes
still send short bursts of extra light into the bedroom. The rain patters loudly against the windowpanes.
Tim tried to get his mom and aunt to agree to letting him wear something of Cousin Jack's, even if it was only underwear. Aunt Doreen had a
different idea of how to make her favorite nephew more presentable for the rest of the birthday party. She left the room for a couple minutes,
and when she came back she had a roll of wrapping paper in her hand.
Using the ruler, Tim's aunt measured out a strip of paper that was 12 inches long and 8 inches wide. This strip is wrapped around Tim's dick and
balls, with just enough length to it to cover the entire length (flaccid or erected). The paper is wrapped around the genitals, then taped along
the sides and front end. At the end of wrapping, the body parts Timothy was most concerned about are covered up with red and green paper.
"This is all I get to wear?" Timothy complains. "It's really not fair."
"Nothing is fair in love and war...or birthdays," Mrs. Tuttle tells her son. "You have a secret present to show your cousins. When you open
your presents you will have to take it off and show them."
It was far from perfect, but Tim won't have to walk about completely naked, only 98.6 percent naked if he did his calculations correctly. For
the rest of the day his cousins will be able to see the main part of his body including a bare ass. And at the end of it all he'll have to remove
the flimsy wrapping to present a present of his specially marked penis to be admired.
Maybe the storm will get worse, and a tornado will sweep the house and everybody away.
As soon as Tim left the semi-cozy confines of Jack's bedroom, Bonnie and Wynona rushed over to see him. They marveled at the cleverness of
their mother, who had turned her nephew into a present, sort of like out of a Crackerjack box, except the girls had a fairly good idea of what
the secret toy surprise will turn out to be.
"When Timmy opens his birthday presents, he'll show you what there is for you to see...okay...no yanking on the paper. And no rough housing...
he's taken a bad fall and must not get his head wacked."
For the next couple hours the activities were typical for family get togethers. Tim had to play Charades. No matter what word Tim tried to
act out, the answers kept coming back naughty, having something to do with his current state of undress. One word Timothy had to act out
was WINDMILL. Tim stands in front of everyone, and he waves his arms around in circles, then does something that looks like Jumping Jacks.
"I know...you are a male stripper"
"Genitals"
"Nudist"
"Sex Pervert, a flasher"
Even Jill was laughing when she and the others got a good long look at the wrapped up present flopping up and down between Tim's legs. He
had been soft for a while, but the Jumping Jacks brought out another quickie penis popup. With how tightly the wrapping was, it's very obvious
when the state of hardness changes. The paper pushes outward, the colorful "Mystery" rising up, the thin paper threatening to split or tear.
Cake time was another embarrassing event. Instead of just cutting the cake and sharing with everyone, Aunt Doreen brings out a can of
whipped topping. She sprays the creamy white foam on Tim's chest, turning his two nipples into miniature snow capped mountains.
Wynona and Bonnie both agreed it was a tasty treat, as they each got to lick, lap up, and suck the sugary sweetness off of Tim's nipples.
The paper pouch nearly burst on its own, nearly springing the secret surprise early.
Then it was the moment everyone was looking forward to, the giving of the birthday presents. Tim got something from everybody. Jack gave
him a used baseball glove. Jill gave him a set of paperback CONAN novels, which was very sweet of her. Even little Bonnie had crafted something with her own adorable hands: a baseball cap with gold glitter and glue spelling the word STUD on the front of it.
Aunt Doreen gathered up all the torn up wrapping paper, tossing it into a trash bag, then it was time for the next round of the gift exchange,
"You got all of your gifts, Timmy. Now show your cousins what present you have for them."
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I love where this is going. Are there any new people at the party that haven't seen his cock?
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Really enjoying this.
I'm wondering if the party guests rip the wrapping off their gift as soon as possible or if they drag it out to try and prolong the embarrassment. Can't wait to find out!
I'm wondering if the party guests rip the wrapping off their gift as soon as possible or if they drag it out to try and prolong the embarrassment. Can't wait to find out!
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Chapter 27. Gift Exchange
The three grownups sit on the couch, the four cousins sitting on the floor right in front of their feet. It seems everyone wanted to have a front
row center seat for the big reveal.
Uncle Benjamin isn't sure of why there is so much fuss about it. "I don't know what all the suspense is. We were all looking at him and his wiener when he got his birthday bath...twice."
"Just hush up and watch," Aunt Doreen says as she hits her hubby on the thigh. "Go on dear Timmy. Show us what you got there."
Timothy hated having an audience. To be clearer, Tim hated being wide awake and alert while a group of people is looking at him. Standing
in front of the couch, his mom and six other relatives staring at him, he is so nervous his fingers tremble. Tim can't get used to this public nudity
stuff, it's so shameful.
"Take it off or we rip it off," Cousin Jill says, and to that her two younger sisters nodded and affirmed the suggestion. It's very clear that any one
of them would be happy to step over and unwrap the present of young teenage genitalia. If Tim delayed any longer...
"Okay, okay...I'm doing it. But there must be some sort of law against making me do this. What would the County Sheriff think if he heard about
this?"
"Oh we don't have to worry about Sheriff Bunson. The Sheriff is our neighbor. His son Billy comes over here constantly. He and Jack swim in that dug out swimming hole all the time, and I know for a fact Billy don't use no swimsuit any more than Jack does," Aunt Doreen says.
"I saw Jack and Billy doing naked bullfighting in the corral, with one of the young bulls that was only six months old. So brave of them to face
a bull that only weighs three hundred pounds and ain't got no horns yet," and Jill spills another little secret about the ranching family.
"All that calf wanted to do was run away."
For once Uncle Benjamin was upset about something, "That was a dumb thing to do, Jack. Even a cow that young can knock you against the
fences and wreck ya, damn straight."
Jack didn't say anything to defend himself. He only looked down with a shit eating grin on his face. So much for being ashamed.
"I'd love to see a reenactment of that. Maybe Jill could pretend to be the bull, and Jack and Timmy could do the naked bullfighting. But no
more distractions. On with the show," and Mrs. Tuttle wants to see some action. So nice of her to be the one wanting to see her son prance
around the room with his tallywacker floppin about and see her nephew with a bigger cock to flop.
"Yeah. On with the show," both Bonnie and Wynona said at the same time.
It didn't take long to do the unwrapping. After all, it was only a single sheet of pretty wrapping paper wrapped around Timothy's soon to be
NOT so privates. With a single quick rip the paper is in two pieces and heading toward the floor. The present long awaited is revealed.
At first the kids sitting on the floor don't know what the fuss was about. From their lower angle of vision, the little black marker lines are not
so visible. However, seeing their cousin completely naked again is enough to get the younger ones excited. Bonnie jumped up from the floor,
and she boldly steps over to get a closer view.
"Hey...there are some little black lines on it. What are these line for?"
Wynona and Jill jump up to get a look at their cousin's cock. "Yeah, what are these lines for? They are sort of jumbled up."
The lines look close together because Tim's penis was not hard.
"Get it stretched out and you'll figure it out," Aunt Doreen tells them.
'Oh great' Timothy says to himself. 'They got permission to touch me?'..."No, no...Not that. Please, don't let them touch me" Tim says out
loud, though he knows any begging and pleading will probably be a waste of effort.
Having gotten the words she needed to hear, Jill grabs the end of Tim's dick. Stretching it out with a tug, the three girls lean down to inspect
again. Even Jack comes around the take a closer look.
"Aren't those inch marks on it?" Jack says, and he joins the others in laughing. After a few seconds he makes a suggestion. "Well, what are you
waiting for. Get him harder and see how many inches he's got."
Chapter 27. Gift Exchange
The three grownups sit on the couch, the four cousins sitting on the floor right in front of their feet. It seems everyone wanted to have a front
row center seat for the big reveal.
Uncle Benjamin isn't sure of why there is so much fuss about it. "I don't know what all the suspense is. We were all looking at him and his wiener when he got his birthday bath...twice."
"Just hush up and watch," Aunt Doreen says as she hits her hubby on the thigh. "Go on dear Timmy. Show us what you got there."
Timothy hated having an audience. To be clearer, Tim hated being wide awake and alert while a group of people is looking at him. Standing
in front of the couch, his mom and six other relatives staring at him, he is so nervous his fingers tremble. Tim can't get used to this public nudity
stuff, it's so shameful.
"Take it off or we rip it off," Cousin Jill says, and to that her two younger sisters nodded and affirmed the suggestion. It's very clear that any one
of them would be happy to step over and unwrap the present of young teenage genitalia. If Tim delayed any longer...
"Okay, okay...I'm doing it. But there must be some sort of law against making me do this. What would the County Sheriff think if he heard about
this?"
"Oh we don't have to worry about Sheriff Bunson. The Sheriff is our neighbor. His son Billy comes over here constantly. He and Jack swim in that dug out swimming hole all the time, and I know for a fact Billy don't use no swimsuit any more than Jack does," Aunt Doreen says.
"I saw Jack and Billy doing naked bullfighting in the corral, with one of the young bulls that was only six months old. So brave of them to face
a bull that only weighs three hundred pounds and ain't got no horns yet," and Jill spills another little secret about the ranching family.
"All that calf wanted to do was run away."
For once Uncle Benjamin was upset about something, "That was a dumb thing to do, Jack. Even a cow that young can knock you against the
fences and wreck ya, damn straight."
Jack didn't say anything to defend himself. He only looked down with a shit eating grin on his face. So much for being ashamed.
"I'd love to see a reenactment of that. Maybe Jill could pretend to be the bull, and Jack and Timmy could do the naked bullfighting. But no
more distractions. On with the show," and Mrs. Tuttle wants to see some action. So nice of her to be the one wanting to see her son prance
around the room with his tallywacker floppin about and see her nephew with a bigger cock to flop.
"Yeah. On with the show," both Bonnie and Wynona said at the same time.
It didn't take long to do the unwrapping. After all, it was only a single sheet of pretty wrapping paper wrapped around Timothy's soon to be
NOT so privates. With a single quick rip the paper is in two pieces and heading toward the floor. The present long awaited is revealed.
At first the kids sitting on the floor don't know what the fuss was about. From their lower angle of vision, the little black marker lines are not
so visible. However, seeing their cousin completely naked again is enough to get the younger ones excited. Bonnie jumped up from the floor,
and she boldly steps over to get a closer view.
"Hey...there are some little black lines on it. What are these line for?"
Wynona and Jill jump up to get a look at their cousin's cock. "Yeah, what are these lines for? They are sort of jumbled up."
The lines look close together because Tim's penis was not hard.
"Get it stretched out and you'll figure it out," Aunt Doreen tells them.
'Oh great' Timothy says to himself. 'They got permission to touch me?'..."No, no...Not that. Please, don't let them touch me" Tim says out
loud, though he knows any begging and pleading will probably be a waste of effort.
Having gotten the words she needed to hear, Jill grabs the end of Tim's dick. Stretching it out with a tug, the three girls lean down to inspect
again. Even Jack comes around the take a closer look.
"Aren't those inch marks on it?" Jack says, and he joins the others in laughing. After a few seconds he makes a suggestion. "Well, what are you
waiting for. Get him harder and see how many inches he's got."
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Love the unwrapping! Ingenious idea to have the inch marks on his cock to see how big it is! LOL
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