Cousin Amy proves a point

[BareB4U]

I had a rare urge to write something quick and spontaneous and so I thought I’d have a go at writing a simple little story in the first person. It ended up being not quite as quick and spontaneous as I intended, as well as (I feel) a bit too similar to the other stuff I’ve written. I wasn’t sure whether to post it or not, but what the hell. Then the DDoS attacks meant I couldn’t post it anyway for a few days!

You’ll notice the open ending. I haven’t got any continuation planned at the moment, but readers are welcome to suggest what might happen next…

Cousin Amy proves a point

We’ve rented a large cabin near a lake for a family holiday. I’d rather be spending the summer with my friends, but Dad insisted. Our extended family on his side are all here. Me, my little brother, our parents, Dad’s brother and sister and their families, our grandparents. It’s a big place, but 15 of us is a lot of people to cram in.

I’m sharing a room with my brother, Simon. We’re both tall, dark-haired and lanky. I’m 17 and he’s 14. This situation is awkward for both of us. We have our own separate rooms at home and we’re used to our privacy. I told him I could hear him jerking off last night, which made him turn several shades of red. Heck, it’s been years since either of us saw each other naked.

“Get out of here, doofus,” I told him, as I slipped my trousers off. “I need to get changed into my swimming shorts.” The lake was a few minutes’ walk away and ideal for swimming in, but it was pretty open along the shore and there was nowhere to get changed easily. I’d take spare clothes to change into afterwards, so I wouldn’t have to walk back in soggy shorts, but I’d like to avoid having to change under a towel twice in front of everyone.

Simon is more body shy than I am. He won’t swim as he doesn’t even like to be seen shirtless. “Fine,” he shrugged, and wandered off, leaving the door wide open, with me in only my boxers. I quickly shut the door after him, but not before Aunt Jill walked past and saw me. She tried to look like she was unfazed by my semi-nudity, but I caught her downwards glance and her involuntary smirk. I’d always thought she enjoyed seeing us boys as we were growing up, if you get my meaning.

After that moment of awkwardness, I made sure the door was firmly closed before slipping out of my boxers. I was naked and just stepping into my shorts when I heard a shriek coming from down the hall, in the opposite direction to where Aunt Jill had been going. I hurriedly pulled my swimwear up my legs and dashed out to see what the problem was.

The shriek had come from my 13-year-old cousin Amy. Simon was the problem. Of course he was. He stood in the doorway to the room Amy shared with Aunt Jill. I barged him to one side to see what he’d done to make our younger cousin yell out like that, and I saw Amy sitting on the bed. She was wearing the pair of cut-off denim shorts I’d seen her in earlier.

And nothing else.

Like me, Amy had clearly been getting changed to go down to the lake. She held her arms crossed protectively across her bare chest. I took a moment to appreciate how nicely that chest had developed over the past couple of years, although Amy was covering the important bits. Her brown hair hung down in ringlets over her naked shoulders, emphasising her state of undress. Beneath those curls, her face was a mix of embarrassment and fury.

“He burst in while I was changing!” she complained to me. “He saw me topless!” I turned to glare at Simon. “What did you do that for?” I asked him.

Simon shook his head in disbelief. “What do you mean, what did I do that for? To get a look at Amy’s tits, of course! And very nice tits they are too!”

Amy squeaked at that. She had her back to us now, and was climbing into her bikini top. She hadn’t taken account of the mirror on the dressing table to her left though. I could almost see… If I just stepped to my right a bit…

“Ho ho!” Simon chortled, figuring out what I was up to. “You’re just as bad as me, trying to get a peek!” I smacked him around the back of his head. “Shut up!” I told him, as Amy (her top now securely fastened to hide her growing breasts from male eyes) turned back to face us. “I didn’t see anything, anyway,” I told her.

Amy put her hands on her hips and looked crossly at me. Simon chuckled and left. “That’s a shame, you missed a treat!” he said as he sauntered away.

“Just ignore him,” I told Amy. “It’s no big deal.”

Apparently, this was the wrong thing to say. “Not a big deal?” Amy snapped back. “That pervert saw my boobs! And YOU were trying to look at me too.”

I tried a different tack to lighten the mood and make her feel better. “Well, I’m only human. I’d say you don’t have anything to be ashamed of there, little cuz,” I said with a wink.

This was the wrong thing to say too. “I thought you didn’t see anything?” Amy pressed, just as Aunt Jill arrived. “What’s all this shouting about?” she asked us both. I thought Amy was going to get me in trouble then, but she just shrugged. “Oh, nothing, Mum,” she said, “we’re just getting ready to go to the lake.

Aunt Jill looked at me suspiciously. I tried to make my face a mask of innocence. “Yes, well,” Aunt Jill said, “you all might want to close your doors when you’re changing. I know we’re all family here, but you kids are getting older and maybe you don’t want aunts and uncles catching you in your underwear. Or less.”

I blushed and quickly left.

Twenty minutes later, we were all hiking down the trail to the lake. We were spread out due to the narrow path, so I took the opportunity to quietly thank Amy for not telling on us. “Can we not talk about this?” she hissed. “I didn’t keep quiet for yours or Simon’s sakes. I’m just too embarrassed to tell Mum, okay?”

“Sorry,” I replied quietly. “You didn’t do anything wrong, so you shouldn’t feel bad about it. Ignore Simon, he’ll soon forget about it and move on.”

Amy did the opposite, looking behind us to where Simon was following. I did the same and saw him leering at Amy. “He’ll never forget it!” she whispered indignantly. “He’s going to remember seeing my boobs forever, I can’t make him unsee what he’s seen!” Well, I’d tried. I gave up now. “Oh, stop making such a drama out of nothing. It’s not like we haven’t both seen you topless before anyway,” I huffed, losing my patience.

“That was before I had BOOBS! It’s different and you know it!” That was the last word from Amy. She gave me the silent treatment all the rest of the way down to the lake, but that was fine with me. Clearly, I was no good at easing her offended sense of modesty. I was kind of getting bored with trying anyway. Grandad and Uncle Dave had immediately started setting up the barbeque they had insisted on bringing with them. That was of far more interest to. And the sun was shining on the inviting blue waters, so I knew exactly how I was going to build up an appetite.

I slipped out of my shoes and socks and piled them with my towel and spare clothes on a large rock. I clambered over the rocks to the waters’ edge and dipped a toe in. Despite the summer sun, the water never got very warm. I shivered at that first touch, as I’d known I would, but I also knew I’d soon get used to it. I waded out and began to swim. My elder, 19-year-old cousin Lizzie got in the water too, looking stunning with her toned physique and sporty one-piece swimsuit. Damn, why do my girl cousins have to look so fine? My younger cousins, boys and girls ranging in age from 8 to 13, got in too, but stayed paddling close to the shore.

The adults stayed on land. Aunt Eva tried to help Uncle Dave and Grandad with the barbeque, but they insisted it was “man’s work”. She told them they were being sexist, but who cares if they were offering to do all the cooking?

Mum and Dad put up the deck chairs they’d brought with them and sat down to sunbathe. Simon sat between them, not that he’d get much of a tan through his baggy t-shirt and cargo trousers. Amy stayed out of the water too. It seems her bikini top was just for sunbathing in. Either that, or she wasn’t in the mood for stripping off any more clothing after the earlier incident in the cabin. She perched on a fallen log next to Aunt Jill and Grandma, keeping her distance from the obnoxious Simon.

I spent a while in the water, and swam out quite a long way. I was enjoying myself and, truth be told, didn’t want to look like a wimp in front of Lizzie, who was tearing up the lake like she was an Olympic swimmer. Eventually, Grandpa shouted over to us to get out, as the food was nearly ready.

Lizzie and I were shivering as we emerged. We had probably been in the water too long. “Get some dry clothes on you before you eat,” Dad insisted, “or you’ll both catch your death of cold!” So we retreated to our separate rocks, where we’d each left our towels and piles of clothes. Lizzie stripped out of her swimsuit under cover of her towel and a baggy t-shirt that came down to her knees, with that magical level of dexterity that only girls seem to possess.

I was considerably less adept. I turned my back to the group as I fumbled around with a towel around my waist, trying to get out of my wet shorts without accidentally exposing anything. I managed it with some effort and retied the towel securely before wringing as much of the water as I could out of my shorts and tossing them on a sunbaked rock to dry. It felt strange to be standing around outside, naked but for a towel, in front of everybody. It was about to feel a whole lot stranger.

As I was about to reach for my boxers, I felt a sudden tug on the back of my towel. It started to unravel as it was pulled away from me. Panicked, I tried to grab hold of it before it came away completely. The consequences of that would be too horrible to contemplate!

I barely (Ouch, poor choice of words!) managed it. I span around, clutching the very end of the towel over my genitals. It was all I had left of it. I had Amy to thank for my plight. She was grabbing big handfuls of the rest of my towel, and trying to pull away my last piece of cover. I hadn’t noticed her sneaking up while my back was turned.

“Let’s see how easily YOU get over being seen!” Amy crowed in triumph. She yanked hard, suddenly, with all her strength. It was enough to momentarily pull my end of the towel, and both my hands, away from my crotch and towards her. I gasped as I felt my dick and balls suddenly exposed to the open air. I tugged the towel back as quickly as I could. Amy was laughing at me now. I knew she had seen everything for a second. I only hoped she was blocking enough of the view for the others behind her.

She was determined now, and gave another Herculean tug, leaning back with all her weight. The kid was strong for her size. If I gave up this tug of war and let go, she’d have gone sprawling on the rocks, but she was counting on me not to do that. Nevertheless, I was mortified as my hands lifted and my genitals became revealed to Amy once again. I let go with one hand to I could clamp it tightly over those most private parts before Amy got any better look at them than she already had..

With only one hand left fighting for the towel, I was never going to win. Amy staggered backwards as the strength I was pulling with halved. She managed to keep her footing and danced backwards away from me, whooping triumphantly as she brandished my towel above her head, like it was a prize trophy.

I looked around to see the rest of the family’s reactions. I suppose I thought they would help me. But, like Amy relying on me to help her against Simon earlier, I supposed wrongly. Their faces were a mix of shock, interest and amusement. “You’ve got a problem there, son,” Grandpa said calmly, master of the understatement. I was aware of Lizzie and Aunt Jill in particular as they appraised my body. Mum gasped and covered her mouth (but not, I noticed, her eyes). Simon was beside himself with laughter. Dad simply shook his head. Not one of them commanded Amy to give me my towel back or made a move to help me in any other way.

I felt foolish standing there in my bare skin, with only a hand protecting my last remaining modesty. I was very aware of the breeze against parts of my body that never normally felt the breeze. I had to fix this situation. Had I been thinking clearly, I’d have cut my losses with the towel and reached for the clothes behind me. But it’s hard to think clearly when you’re unexpectedly naked in front of 14 people. My clothes were out of sight and forgotten. All I saw was Amy backing further away with my precious towel.

“Give that back!” I demanded, and gave chase. Amy squealed as she led me on a merry dance around the rocks. I kept my hand in place as well as I could while grabbing for Amy and my towel with the other, but I knew I was giving everyone a good view of the rest of my body, including my exposed bum, from all angles. Worse, I could feel my dick and balls slipping out through my fingers occasionally as I darted back and forth. The others were getting more and more glimpses of them, as much as I was trying to keep myself covered.

“We can see your bum!” squeaked one of my younger cousins. “We saw your willy too!” chimed in another. The kids were all delighted at getting to see their elder relative’s naughty parts, especially those who were seeing parts that were different from their own. The evil little devils.

I don’t know how long this game of keep-away went on, and how long I was running about totally naked in front of everyone. Maybe only a minute or two, but it felt like forever.

I hadn’t thought I could feel any more embarrassed, until I tripped on a loose rock, and instinctively put both arms out to steady myself. Probably half the group got an unobstructed view of what I’d so far been at least partly able to hide. And what a view it was. I stopped moving, my genitals didn’t, flopping side to side in the open in a most obscene manner. It happened right in front of Lizzie too, who saw it all up close. She made a show of averting her eyes, but wasn’t fooling anyone. I didn’t want to imagine what she thought of me in that moment. I wished the rocks would open up to swallow me, but they stubbornly remained as unmoving as, well, rocks.

“Guess that water was pretty cold, huh?” joked Uncle Dave, who’d been one of the many others who’d just seen my bits wobbling about all over the place. I cringed and covered back up again, using two hands on principle, not wanting to give Uncle Dave the satisfaction of reminding him I only really needed one when I wasn’t moving around. Aunt Eva elbowed him in the ribs. “I guess YOU must be cold all the time then, Dave. Don’t be mean to the poor boy.” She gave me a sly wink. If it was meant to make me feel better, it didn’t. At least it made Uncle Dave huff and stop trying to tease me.

Amy had stopped to watch the show too, but ran off again as I resumed the chase. I finally caught up with her as she ran back behind the fallen log she had been sitting on earlier. By this point, I’d largely given up on keeping my cover at all times. I took a short cut and vaulted over the log. This move required both hands, causing Amy, Aunt Jill and Grandma to all get a closer look at my intimate parts than they had before. I felt them bouncing around again, more than they had before. It felt so wrong for Grandma to see me like that. Amy and Aunt Jill’s lewd gawking made me feel awful too. What’s worse, all the attention, unfamiliar exposure and jiggling around meant that I was starting to get hard down there. I genuinely needed two hands all the time now, as I covered up again.

Amy had one last trick up her sleeve. I’d caught her up but, before I could summon up the willpower to expose myself again and grab the towel from her, she tossed it up and over her head. It landed high on a tree branch, out of reach. I could’ve climbed the tree to retrieve it, but there was no way I was doing THAT in my present state. I had my limits and found that I’d reached them. Instead, I stopped and stared dumbly up at my lost towel, clutching my rapidly swelling dick from the three female relatives in front of me and continuing to give everyone else behind me a.

“Why don’t you go put some clothes on, dear?” Grandma suggested kindly. That shocked me back to I cursed my stupidity for not thinking of that originally. Naturally I was as far away from my clothes as I could get, having undressed near my parents and brother, while Amy had settled over here, far away from Simon. I bowed my head as I walked shamefully past everyone to where my clothes lay.

Even with both hands covering, I failed to contain my growing erection that threatened to break free. It hurt too much to force my dick down tight against my balls, the way I had been covering it up until now. I had to raise my hands away from my body slightly and let it rise up part of the way. It was obvious to everyone I passed what was happening to me. It also meant I could only really keep the head and the very front of my dick covered. Half of my shaft and all of my balls were clearly visible from the sides. I had to walk past everyone like that. Lizzie stared openly and didn’t even make a pretence of looking away this time.

I couldn’t look Mum and Dad in the eye as I passed their deck chairs, especially Mum. Wait. There was an empty chair between them where Simon had been a moment earlier. The little git had seen me heading back towards my clothes and decided to intercept them first. He brandished a handful of garments above his head and looked at me with an evil grin, clearly intent on continuing the chase Amy had started.

“Drop them!” I snarled at Simon, with all the authority I could muster, which wasn’t much. It’s difficult to appear imposing when you’re stark naked, shamefully erect, with only your hands covering your private parts (and not even doing that properly), in front of a bunch of fully-clothed relatives who have all been laughing at your misfortune. Including the relative who has hold of your clothes.

“That’s enough. Do as your brother tells you, Simon,” our father ordered him sternly. Oh thanks, Dad. NOW you decide to help me. Simon did as he was told and dropped my clothes on the ground. I dashed over to finally get dressed again. I kept my back to everyone but Simon, though it was far too late to do any good. I kidded myself they at least hadn’t seen my full, uncovered erection (apart from Simon, who was staring at it with one eyebrow raised suggestively), but in honesty I had nothing left that everyone hadn’t had a pretty good look at. I quickly pulled my boxers on, followed by my knee-length shorts. My hard-on was still obvious, but at least it was inside my clothes now.

Needing to escape the scene of my disgrace as quickly as I could, I grabbed my t-shirt and footwear and ran away up the trail back to the cabin. I heard Dad and Mum calling after me, but I ignored them and didn’t look back. I waited until I was out of sight around a bend before stopping to put on the things I was carrying.

As I was sitting on the ground, tying my shoes, I heard a voice. “Why’d you storm off like that?” I looked up and saw Amy approaching up the path. I glared at my tormentor, unable to stop her drawing nearer. “You know why!” I snapped back. “Everyone saw me naked! It’s humiliating, and it’s going to be the talking point for the rest of the holiday. Are you happy? Now, leave me alone!”

She kept on walking towards me. “Oh, don’t make a drama out of nothing. It was funny! You shouldn’t feel bad about it. They’ll all soon forget about it and move on. Half of them probably saw your bits when you were younger anyway!”

It stung to have my own words thrown back at me like that. Amy was right, of course. For the first time, I realised how deeply it must’ve affected her to have Simon see her bare breasts, and how she’d always be aware that he knew what they looked like whenever she was around him. It was going to be the same for me too. How was I going to face my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncle and cousins, knowing they’d seen everything I had, everything I’d thought of as being private? I could feel the panic building inside me, just thinking about it.

I felt bad for having tried to steal a glimpse at Amy, when she’d looked to me for help. But I’d be damned if I was going to apologise to her, after the humiliating torture she’d just put me through by exposing me in front of the whole family. “Okay, you’ve made your point,” I sulked, “but what you did to me was FAR worse than what happened to you. And that wasn’t even my fault, it was Simon’s!”

“Oh relax,” Amy countered, still mocking me with things I’d said to her earlier. “It’s not a big deal. I mean…” She chuckled and pointed a finger at the front of my shorts. My erection hadn’t yet subsided completely. She could still make out the rough shape of it, and fill in the details from her memory. “I don’t mean to say THAT’S not a big deal. If you ask me, you don’t have anything to be ashamed about down there, cuz.”

I felt my face burn with embarrassment. Was this what my life was going to be like from now on? I finished tying my shoes and ran away without another word, unable to face Amy’s knowing gaze.

I got back to the empty cabin and used the door key I’d taken with me to let myself in. I shut myself in my room and lay down on my bed, trying to process things. My stomach rumbled and made me remember I hadn’t had anything to eat. Damn, I’d been looking forward to those sausages. Instead, everyone saw MY sausage. I’m going to have to come to terms with the fact my entire family has seen me stark bollock naked. Not only that, they watched me making a total fool of myself, running around with my bits and pieces flopping about all over the place, then getting erect in front of them all, instead of just getting my clothes on quickly like I should’ve done to begin with.

Sooner or later, they’ll all come back to the cabin. I can’t hide in this room forever. For one thing, I’ll have to let Simon in, and he’ll be intolerable about what happened. This is all his fault too, if you think about it, and he’s got away with it totally scot-free, while I’ve been humiliated beyond recovery. I meant what I said to Amy, I just know everyone’s going to be talking about this for the rest of the holiday. Heck, they’ll probably be reminding me about it for years to come. How am I ever going to live this down?

More importantly, how can I get back at Amy for what she did to me this afternoon? And at Simon too, for starting all of this in the first place?

[JustHere10]

Loved the story! I feel the same where I just get random motivated spikes to write. The story could go so many different directions...maybe Amy experiences from public humiliation either at the hands of Simon trying to get a better look or just some random opportunistic karma. Then Amy realizes she went too far with the main character and then they team up to give Simon some much deserved revenge? Just a suggestion/guess but as always really enjoy your stories!!

[tim409]

Maybe the parents of Amy and the boys could ask what was going on and when Amy tells them they were both spying on her all the parents could tell both boys that their punishment would be for both to go naked for the rest of the time and maybe even the next day.

[Skylar21]

I enjoyed the story. Good humiliation for an extended time running about. Naked in front of family - great!

Thanks!

[notme222]

Excellent story!

[Trundle]

Really enjoyed this, great to see another story from you even if was only a short one this time!

[NudeBaG]

Loved this!
Hope there’s more