At Home Nudism With Sisters

[NudeBaG]

Writing the next chapter now.
It is not ‘incestuous’, but there is a special bond forming between Dathon and Marnie.
Unlike Magic, or Invisible Boy, I don’t think Marnie is necessarily ‘trying’ to embarrass Dathon.
I think she genuinely respects his decision to be a nudist, and is trying her best to help him experience it properly.
That being said, she’s not going to NOT share him with the other girls or friends.
It’s just an observation as I write.

[NudeBaG]

Being naked outside is something different all together.
Dathon stretches out the towel on the concrete slab.
The sun is high enough that there’s only about a 4 foot shadow coming off the back of the house.
Dathon sits on the towel, keeping his knees to his chest at first.
Marnie watches from the back door.
Dathon is keeping himself pretty well concealed.
He’s clearly nervous, despite going outside being his idea.
He stays sitting with his knees to his chest, glancing at the fences that separate their yard from the neighbors’.
Marnie knocks on the glass.
Dathon looks behind him to see his older sister grinning and holding up 2 supportive thumbs.
Dathon nods and lays back on the towel, stretching out.
His limp penis flops along his hip as the sun shows off the smeared, greasy swipes of sunscreen across his body.
Laying flat, Dathon’s minimal muscles are momentarily flexed and prominent.
He takes a breath and relaxes, feeling the sun’s warmth ease him.
His hands still tremble, however.

Marnie can’t help but stare.
In the sun light, Dathon’s months of summer being confined to shorts or swimsuits are plainly evident.
His ‘bikini area’ is a clear shade or 2 lighter than the rest of his body.
If not for his limp penis and balls, one might mistake him for wearing tighty whities!
A sudden thought occurs to Marnie.
She hops back and runs to the hall closet.
She rummages through the top shelf for bit, sifting through old quilts, yard toys and holiday decorations until she finds it.
Still intact, with the flash folded down, she retrieves the family poloroid camera.
She flips open the front case containing the flash bulb, hoping there’s at least one shot remaining.
She hops back to the glass door and holds the view finder up to her eye.
She angles her head, leaning back and forth to frame the maximum of Dathon’s prone body for posterity.
Marnie thinks of a simple caption to go along with the photo that encapsulates everything.
‘Portrait of a 13 year old nudist.’
She clicks the shutter.
A flash goes off, momentarily blinding her in the glass’ reflection.
She nervously watches Dathon as the mechanical whir prints the polaroid.
Dathon shifts his head.
Marnie steps back.
Dathon gently reaches down and tugs his limp penis.
Marnie pulls the printed photo and gives it a few shakes.
She sets it on the table and returns the camera to the closet.
She returns to the kitchen and checks again on Dathon.
He’s still laying flat on his back, holding his hands, outspread on the towel.
Marnie picks up the developing photo.
She gasps.
It’s perfect!
Staring, she walks up the stairs to Deb’s room.
Deb’s door is open a crack.
She pushes it open.
“Hey!” Deb turns, sitting at her desk.
“Check this out.” Marnie holds out the polaroid.
Deb takes the photo and examines it.
She grins.
“Wait! Dathon went outside?!” Deb gasps.
Marnie nods, grinning.
“His idea, too.” Marnie grins.
“Did you tell Jill and Millie?” Deb asks.
Marnie shakes her head.
“Nah. Let Dathon relax a bit.”
Deb looks confused.
“Let him have some alone time today.” Marnie says.
Deb sighs, but nods.

Dathon trembles, feeling the warm, late summer air begin to dry the oily sunscreen residue.
He stares up at the clear blue sky.
Thousands of feet above, a plane slowly passes overhead.
Dathon knows it isn’t actually moving slow, but he pictures it as such anyway.
He pictures the plane tilting, aiming the windows downward towards the earth.
He imagines it being filled with girls.
Girls from school.
Can they see him?
Surely not from so far up.
Would they be able to tell he has no pubes right now?
Dathon reaches down and gently pinches his penis.
He gives it a few slow tugs.
As his penis reaches the limits of it’s elasticity, his fingers slide with the sunscreen.
They slide right over the sensitive spot on the underside, just beneath the head.
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
Dathon places the fingers of his other hand at the base of his penis.
He slides them up along his soft shaft as it stretches as he did with his other hand.
The slickness of the sunscreen is a new sensation.
If he were stiff, his fingers would slide easily.
Dathon continues to stare up at the clouds, slowly tugging and stretching his penis.

“I’m hungry!” Millie chirps, setting down the controller.
“Me too.” Jill rubs her tummy. “Come on. I’ll make us something to eat.” Jill stands.
“PB & J?” Millie asks.
“Sure!” Jill and Millie head downstairs to the kitchen.

Dathon feels the warmth of the sun all over his body.
He tilts his head to the side, looking at his neighbor’s fence.
He knows she’s also a single 30 something woman.
What if she came out right now?
What if she had a daughter his age?
What if SHE came out and saw him?!
Dathon pictures the moment.
He feels a wave of embarassment and almost rolls over in his belly.
But he feels something else at the thought, too.
His penis twitches.
He stops tugging and lets his penis twitch in his fingers.
Like a plant, the warm sun has Dathon’s penis growing.

Jill and Millie enter the kitchen and make their way to the island.
“Get the bread and peanut butter, Mill.” Jill says, getting the jelly from the fridge, as well as plates and a butter knife.
Millie hops over to the pantry.
Retrieving the bread, she then hops back through the early afternoon sunlight spilling in through the backdoor glass.
Jill takes out 4 pieces, placing them on the plates and re-tying the bread bag.
“The peanut butter?” Jill asks.
“Oh! Yeah! Sorry! Hehe!” Millie shrugs.
Jill hands Millie the bred bag and Millie takes it back to the pantry to retrieve the peanut butter as well.
As Millie makes back and forth trips to the pantry, she and Jill have yet to glance out the back door glass.

Dathon is once again staring up into the sky as the warm sun continues to shine down on him.
He has one eye closed to try and limit the harsh brightness.
Pinched between his fingers, Dathon’s now fully erect penis is also staring up at the sky.
The warmth and freedom combine with the risk has Dathon wanting to jerk off.
But Marnie and Deb are still inside.
Dathon is alone though.
They won’t know.
Dathon slowly tugs his penis, keeping it angled towards the sky.
The added resistance of keeping it angled like that is adding to the pleasure.

Jill hands Millie her sandwich and the 2 girls sit down at the table.
Millie bops up and down as she chews her pb&j
“ P B and J. P B and J. ” She sings as she happily eats.
“Hmhmhm!” Jill chuckles before swallowing her first bight.
“Penis Butt and Jelly?”
“Hehehehe!” The girls giggle at her crude use of the initials.
“ Penis Butt and Jelly time! Penis Butt and Jelly time! ” Jill changes the tune and lyrics.
“Hehehehehehahahahah!” Millie belly laughs, almost falling off her chair.
The girls continue to laugh and eat, staying oblivious to the naked boy laying outside, just feet away, tugging his erect penis!

Dathon continues slowly tugging his stiff penis.
He could cum in seconds if he tugged quickly.
Dathon looks down at himself.
He’d been upset about the removal of his pubic hair, as little as it had been.
But he couldn’t deny, with his penis stiff, it looked…

“Big!” Jill get’s up, rushing around the table to Millie’s side, patting her on the back.
Millie coughs, spitting a big wad of chewed, gooey bred onto her plate.
Millie pants, Jill rubbing her back.
“Big! Millie! Too big a bite!” Jill keeps rubbing.
Millie breathes, turning to look out the glass door.
She blinks, taking in the bright sunlight from outside.
She keeps blinking, her eyes watery from tears of near death!
(Not even close, but you know the sensation.)
Millie relaxes as Jill rubs her back.
Movement at the lower portion of the glass door draws her attention.
She blinks, trying to process what she’s seeing.
“Jill!” She gasps and points.
Jill keeps rubbing Millie’s back, but does look where she’s pointing.
Jill stops rubbing and hops over to the door, followed by Millie.
There laying in the sun is Dathon!
The first thing the girls notice is that Dathon has an erection again.
The 2nd, more intriguing aspect, is what Dathon is doing with it!
He has his fingers on it and he’s moving his hand along the shaft!
“What’s he doing to it?” Milli asks.
Jill is mesmerized.

Dathon keeps his slow pace.
That tight ‘tickle’ is building.
He speeds up!
For 4 glorious seconds, he brings himself right to the edge, then…
he thinks about Marnie.
He stops.
He just holds his stiff penis angled at the sky.
Even though she wouldn’t know, Dathon feels guilty about jerking off without her present.
Dathon releases his penis, letting it angle up towards his face.
Dathon then begins ‘teasing’ himself again.

Jill and Millie continue watching Dathon slowly jerk-off.
Dathon intermittently speeds up, then pauses, then slowly starts again.
He lets go, then pinches it.
He points it up, tugs, then stops.
“I feel funny.” Jill whispers.
“Mhm.” Millie nods. “Dathon’s not supposed to have a rection.”
“E-rection, Millie.” Jill corrects.
Jill thinks about their wrestling match.
And then in their room while playing videogames.
She feels tingly.
“I don’t think he’s supposed to touch it like that either.” Jill whispers, unable to look away.
Both girls instinctively know what they’re witnessing is taboo.

Dathon brings himself to the edge, one more time.
Suddenly, the top of his head tingles, like a ‘new sense’ activates.
He forces himself to release his penis.
He shifts to lay on his side.
He tilts his head back to look at the patio doors.
First, he sees the back fence and green grass of the yard reflected.
Then, he sees the 2 petite figures staring at him through the glass.
Dathon feels a sinking feeling.
How long had they been there?!
How much had they seen?!
Dathon hopes it’s only been a few seconds.
Carefully, he lays on his front, adjusting his erection beneath him.
He closes his eyes and pictures Jonah, rubbing sunscreen on his butt in order to calm himself down.

With Dathon’s more interesting bits out of view, and with his erotic display concluded, Jill and Milli return to their lunch, still gazing at the bare boy butt on the patio.
Both girls squirm in their chairs as they finish eating.
“Let’s go outside with Dathon!” Milli chirps.
“Yeah, okay!” Jill says. “Lets put on our swimsuits.”
The girls run upstairs to their room.

Dathon remains on his front on the towel.
He has his hands over his erect penis, creating a ‘cushion’ between it and the concrete slab beneath him.
He pictures his hands being Jonah’s hands.
Ugh!
He keeps his eyes closed, continuing to attempt and conjure the right visualization that will relieve his erection!
Again Dathon thinks about what just happened-
How much Jill and Milli might have seen!
A warm breeze caresses Dathon’s bare butt.
Dathon squeezes himself in his hands.
Being naked outside might be too stimulating.

Jill and Milli are down to their underwear when Marnie enters their room.
“What are you guys up to?” She asks.
“We’re getting our swimsuits on so we can go play with Dathon!” Jill says.
“Yeah!” Milli chirps.
“Nuh uh.” Marnie shakes her head.
The girls are surprised by her response.
“Leave Dathon alone for now.” Marnie instructs.
“Awwwww! But he gets to play outside, why not us?!” Milli pouts.
“He’s not playing. He’s relaxing. He’s practicing his nudism.” Marnie says.
Jill scowls.
She thinks.
She wants to look at Dathon more!
Especially if he rolls over again!
“Besides,” Marnie continues. “If you make him uncomfortable, then he might not hang around when your friends come over.”
Jill and Millie are reminded of their upcoming ‘playdate’ with their friends.
Both girls have been looking forward to seeing their friends’ reactions to the naked boy.
“You called them?!” Jill asks excitedly.
Marnie grins and nods.
“Yup! You’re all set. Dathon will be here to watch you, so just play it cool when they’re here. Got it?”
Marnie sees the gears turning in Jill’s eyes.
“He’ll be watching after you while Deb and I finish up your back to school shopping, so don’t scare him too much before then. Get it?” She adds.
Jill quickly does the math.
She and Milli and their friends will be ALONE with Dathon!
Jill sighs.
“Okay.” She nods.
Millie pouts.
“But I wanna play outside!” She moans.
Jill pounces.
“We’ll set up the sprinkler in the yard! We won’t bother Dathon!” She offers.
Marnie thinks, scrutinizing Jill’s body language.
She thinks about Dathon.
She knows he can control himself.
“Fine.” She sighs.
“Yay!” The girls cheer.
“Finish getting ready, and I’ll put sunscreen on you.” Marnie smiles.

Dathon feels the warmth of the sun spreading across his back and his backside.
Nature’s bun warmer.
He relaxes, finally feeling his penis soften.
Slowly, he begins to drift off to sleep.
Several minutes later, Dathon is startled awake by the backdoor opening.
He looks up as Millie and Jill hop out wearing their little bikinis!
“What are you guys doing out here?!” He gasps.
“It’s the last week of summer!” Jill chirps.
“Yeah! We wanna play outside, too!” Millie cheers.
Jill hops to the side of the house and starts tugging the hose out into the yard.
Millie picks up the sprinkler head.
“Fine. Fine. Just keep the water away from me. I’m enjoying the warmth.” Dathon relaxes his head back down, watching as Jill and Millie figit with attaching the elongated sprinkler head to the hose.
They both drop it several times.
“Dathon? Can you help us get the sprinkler on?” Jill asks.
“Shhhhhhhhhh.” Dathon sighs, pushing off the ground.
Jill grins at his crotch as he approaches.
Dathon looks down and is relieved to see his penis hanging limp.
He gingerly steps along the grass to the middle of the yard and takes the sprinkler and hose from Jill.
Though obvious, lining up the spiral grooves of the hose’s ‘male end’ to the sprinkler’s ‘female end’ is quite cumbersome.
“Here. Hold the hose.” Dathon hands the hose to Jill.
He turns the sprinkler to double check his alignment.
Jill steps over the hose and pulls it up a bit between her legs, holding a length of it protruding from her crotch in front of her.
“Look, Dathe! I have a penis, too! Hehehehe!” Jill chuckles.
Dathon can’t help but chuckle as he follows the hose up to where Jill holds it between her legs.
The hose presses into the front of her bikini bottoms, giving Dathon a glimpse of the crease of her vulva!
Dathon gulps and focusses on fastening the sprinkler.
He gets the grooves aligned and is in the process of screwing it onto the hose when he hears the hiss of water.
“Ooo!” Jill shutters.
“Spisssssssssssss!” Cold water begins spraying in all directions from the neck of the yet to be fully sealed sprinkler head.
“Ah! No! Millie?!” Dathon spits as he hurriedly puts the final twists on the sprinkler.
He drops it on the ground and hops back to the dry warmth of the concrete slap.
“Thanks Dathon!” Jill chirps as she and Millie immediately giggle and hop through the thin wall of water. “Hehehehe! AH! Hahahaha!”

Dathon picks up his towel and hurriedly dries himself.
He’s happy to see the cold water didn’t have enough time to cause any further shrinkage, and relieved it should also prevent unwanted growth.
He then spreads the towel on the warm concrete and rests back down on his belly, shivering, waiting for the sun to finish the job.
He watches as Jill and Millie play, enjoying the fleeting glimpses of exposed buttcheek every once in a while.
The backdoor opens again.
Dathon looks back to see Marnie step out holding a towel and the sunscreen and wearing a pink 2 piece bikini!
“Oh! Did you run through the sprinkler, too? Hmhm!” She chuckles.
“No.” Dathon grumbles. “Millie jumped the gun at the spicket. I got sprayed.”
“Oh no!” Marnie steps next to him, stretching out her own towel.
“Ahhh.” She sits next to him and smiles at him. “Mind if I join you for a bit?”
Dathon blushes and shakes his head.
Marnie pulls her reddish hair back in a ponytail and then ties it up in a messy bun.
“Mmmmmm. Good idea on getting some sun! Feels nice!” Marnie stretches.
Dathon notices her perky, well formed breasts.
Marnie’s top is perfect for showing a bit of skin.
“Oh! Almost forgot.” Marnie picks up the sunscreen.
She looks at Dathon.
He’s doing a bad job of not staring.
Marnie doesn’t mind.
It’s flattering.
She decides to have some fun.
She slowly begins ‘shaking’ the tube of sunscreen in a suggestive manner.
She then holds the cap a littke ways above her hand and pops it.
She squirts the lotion into her palm with a highpitched little “Oh!”
She sets it down and begins rubbing it along her legs.
Dathon rocks his hips from side to side, then briefly lifts his butt into the air before lowering back down.
Marnie catches a glimpse though.
As Dathon’s pelvis left the towel, Marnie sees his penis swing up towards his belly before he rests back down.
He again rocks his hips and groans as he readjusts without touching himself.
Marnie feels the heat rising within her.
She checks to make sure Millie and Jill are busy playing.
She then looks at Dathon again.
“Dathe?” She asks. “Could you do my back?”

[NudeBaG]

“Dathe?” Marnie asks. “Could you do my back?”
Dathon looks up at Jill and Millie playing.
“Um, Marn?” He gulps, kind of propping up on his elbows.
“Could Jill or Mill do it?” He asks.
“Dathon. Let them play. Come on! You’re right here.” Marnie frowns.
She knows he’s hard.
Unaware of how much Jill and Millie have already seen, Marnie is curious to see how Dathon will handle keeping them from seeing more.
She’s also nervous, unsure of how to keep Dathon’s erection hidden at the moment.
Dathon stays propped on his elbows.
“Is something wrong?” Marnie asks.
“Um, I’m…” Dathon shifts again.
Marnie decides to prod a bit.
“Stiff? I know.” She says flatly.
Dathon’s eyes go wide as he looks at her.
Marnie picks up the sunscreen, holding it out to Dathon.
“Just be quick. Once you’re behind me, they can’t see.”
Dathon thinks for a moment.
Marnie’s seen him this way more than anyone.
Better her than Jill or Millie again.
Dathon quickly rolls and sits up, his back to Jill and Mill, Marnie facing him at his side.
Marnie grins seeing Dathon’s bare, erect penis sticking up in his lap.
Dathon quickly stands and hunches, moving to sit behind Marnie.
His legs extend to either side of hers.
Dathon looks down.
Marnie’s bikini clad butt is inches from his erect penis, but, he’s concealed from Jill and Mill.
Marnie passes the sunscreen back to Dathon.
“So, what were you thinking about that made you erect?” Marnie asks.
Dathon blushes.
“You weren’t looking at Jill or Millie, were you?” She prods.
“No!” Dathon gasps.
“Good.” Marnie says.
Dathon squirts the lotion into his hands.
Marnie unties the neck strap of her bikini top.
Dathon gulps.
He awkwardly begins smearing the lotion over Marnie’s neck, shoulders and back.
“Well?” Marnie asks as Dathon lotions her back.
“Huh?” Dathon asks.
“What made you erect?” She asks again.
“Oh. Um,” Dathon hesitates. “Girls.” He mumbles.
Marnie turns her head slightly to glance behind her at him.
“But ‘not’ Jill and Millie?” Marnie asks.
Dathon shakes his head.
“No! No. Girls from class.” Dathon blushes.
Marnie grins.
Dathon’s honesty is surprising.
“Oh yeah? Any girls in particular?” She smirks.
Dathon pauses.
He sighs, exhaling on the back of Marnie’s neck, making her tremble.
“Natasha.” Dathon mutters, almost whispering.
Marnie grins.
She recognizes the name from the list of girls she called.
“Oh? Do you ‘like’ Natasha?” She asks.
“Um,” Dathon pauses.
Marnie can feel his hands shaking as he finishes rubbing the sunscreen in.
“Yeah.” Dathon mumbles.
Marnie can barely contain herself.
Dathon’s crush IS amongst the girls coming over!
“So, thinking about Natasha made you hard?” Marnie asks.
Dathon doesn’t respond.
He moves his hands off of Marnie’s back.
Marnie makes to stand, but Dathon grabs her shoulders.
“Oh! Dathe?” She asks.
“Wait! I’m still hard!” Dathon whispers.
Marnie watches as Jill and Millie keep playing.
“Well, make yourself ‘not’ hard.” Marnie says.
She looks over her shoulder.
“Do it while Jill and Milli can’t see you.” Marnie smirks.

Dathon is stunned!
Did Marnie really just give him permission?!
She did say he could only do ‘that’ if he was with she or Deb.
But Jill and Mill are out here, too!
Marnie looks back at Jill and Millie.
Dathon realizes Marnie’s body is shielding him from the girls’ view.
“Um, o-okay.” Dathon shrugs.
He pinches his penis and begins tugging.
The slickness of the sunscreen has his fingers sliding along in no time!
There’s a dull, but audible ‘slipping!’ as he tugs.
The head of Dathon’s penis brushes the smooth material of Marnie’s bikini bottoms.
“Huh?” Marnie turns her head.
She can’t see ‘it’ because of how close she is, but Dathon’s movements and the sound are a dead give away!
“Dathon!” Marnie hisses.
Dathon freezes.
Marnie fights her instinct to jump up.
“Stop! What the heck?!” She darts her eyes and jerks her head towards Jill and Millie.
“But you said-“ Dathon starts.
“Think about Jonah, Dathe! Jeez!” Marnie scolds.
Dathon feels guilty.
And stupid.
Of course THAT’s what she meant!
Marnie turns back to the girls playing in the sprinkler.
“I’m sorry, Marn.” Dathon mumbles.
“Gah! Were you just gonna shoot on my back?! Or what?!” Marnie gasps.
“No! Marnie! No!” Dathon gasps.
He then realizes he hadn’t even thought about where his cum would have landed.
Hey looks at top of Marnie’s buttcrack!
“Dathon, I need to know you can control yourself. You can’t have an erection around Jill and Mill!” Marnie nods.
Dathon winces.
It’s too late for that.
Marnie thinks about their plans for the next few days.
They’ve already scheduled everything.
If Dathon can’t control himself around Jill and Millie-
“I know, Marnie. I promise! It won’t happen again!” Dathon hangs his head, closing his eyes.
Marnie scoots forward a bit, just in case.
Marnie looks back at him.
He’s still holding his penis, but his eyes are closed.
“Are you thinking about Jonah?” Marnie asks.
Dathon nods.
“Good!” She scolds.
She watches his eyelids twitch and his face wince slightly.
“What are you picturing?” She asks.
“Jonah touching me.” Dathon whispers.
“Where?” She asks.
“M-My penis.” Dathon winces.
“Picture him touching it all over.” She adds.
“I am.” Dathon frowns.
Dathon can’t help but picture Jonah being in Marnie’s place.
Marnie turns back to watch the girls.
She’s still upset, but also, curious.
What would it have felt like if Dathon had finished on her?

In Dathon’s mind, he pictures Jonah, sitting naked between his legs.
Instead of Marnie’s butt, inches from his penis, it’s Jonah’s.
“Fshoooooo.” Dathon exhales.
Marnie trembles as she feels the air blow across her freshly sunscreened neck.
It gives her chills.
Dathon pictures Jonah reaching back to fondle him.
“My hand is Jonah’s hand.” Dathon whispers.
“Huh?” Marnie looks back to see Dathon touching his stiff penis all over.
“Dathon?” She asks.
Dathon winces.
“Marn, please! I’m trying!” He whispers.
“Oh!” Marnie smirks. “Sorry.”
Marnie watches, trying not to draw the attention of the younger girls, but wanting to watch Dathon go limp.
Marnie wants something else, too.
She wants to touch it.
Not like before, when she barely grazed it and made him shoot, she wants to touch it the way Dathon does.
She wants to play with it.
It’s a penis, after all, a nice penis.
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon sighs, stopping his groping.
Marnie watches as Dathon’s penis begins to retract.
In Dathon’s mind, Jonah has turned around.
He’s kneeling between Dathon’s legs, gently tugging Dathon’s penis with his fingers.
It works.
Dathon gives a couple slow tugs.
“Hah!” Marnie gasps as Dathon’s penis stretches thin.
“Fshooo.” Dathon exhales and rests back as his penis flops down, limp.
“Thanks for doing my sunscreen, Dathe, but maybe go back to your own towel, so I can relax?” Marnie says.
“Oh, right.” Dathon stands up.
For a moment Dathon’s genitals are in Marnie’s face.
“Hah!” She gasps and turns back to the girls at the girls in the sprinkler.
“Maybe you should go hop through the sprinkler a bit.” She suggests.
“Huh? No way! It’s too cold!” Dathon gasps as he steps over to his towel.
“Yeah. I know.” Marnie smirks, blatently staring at Dathon’s genitals.
Dathon understands.
It WOULD help keep him limp.
Especially with Marnie and Jill in bikinis.
Dathon turns and faces the yard.
“Fshooo.” He exhales and runs towards Jill and Millie and the sprinkler.
“Eeeeeeee!”
The girls squeel before bursting into laughter.
Dathon hops through, back and forth several times.
The girls watch as his penis and balls flop a bit as he jumps.
He then straddles the sprinkler, letting the fan of individual water streams hit his undercarriage.
“Ah! Ahaha!” Dathon shivers and shudders before hopping out and running back to his towel.
“Hahahaha!” Millie laughs.
“Hehe! Dathon! Come back! Play with us!” Jill beckons.
“No way! Too cold!” Dathon shivers, picking up his towel.
He quickly dries off.
“Hahaha! That was great, Dathe!” Marnie laughs. “Did it work?”
Dathon finishes his ‘quick dry’ and spreads the towel again.
He stands facing Marnie.
“Hah! I’ll say!” Marnie gasps. “Hmhmhmhm!”
The effects of the cold water are still actively changing Dathon’s anatomy.
His balls seem to be rising up into his body, and his penis is retracting as well.
Dathon quickly lays face down, cupping his hands between his shrunken genitals and the towel covered concrete slap.
Marnie again muses in her head.
She really has seen Dathon’s penis in every state.
She wonders how their classmates are going react.
How will Dathon react to their reactions?!
How far will they go?
Will there be touching?
Will Dathon get an erection?!
She certainly hopes so!
Should they try and get him to masturbate?!
No!
Dathon will be in the same school as them soon.
That’s too far!
No!
This is supposed to be about helping Dathon with his nudism!
Right?
Right!
“Brrrrrrrrrr!” Dathon shivers.
“Cold?” Marnie asks.
“Mhm!” Dathon nods.
“Good. Maybe it’ll keep you soft.” Marnie smirks, laying back on her towel, relaxing in the warm sun.

Dathon looks over at Marnie.
She has one leg bent at the knee, obscuring the view of her bikini front.
Her perky chest however is in perfect profile.
She tied her top back tight enough that it holds her breasts in an elevated position.
Dathon is being treated to some modest side-boob!
He wagers that if Marnie were to jump through the sprinkler, there would be a bit more ‘jiggling’ than with Jill or Millie.
Dathon isn’t being self-aware of his stare.
“Dathe? What are you looking at?” Marnie asks flatly.
Dathon’s eyes shift to meet hers, giving away that he was indeed looking ‘somewhere’.
“S-Sorry.” Dathon turns his face to look the other direction.
Marnie was doing her own gawking, however, taking in Dathon’s toned rear.
It was shaping up nicely for the young teen boy.
The 2 teen siblings relax for a while longer.
Marnie had closed her eyes, listening to Jill and Mill continue their playing.
It grows a little darker behind those eyelids and Marnie no longer feels the warmth of the sun on her skin.
She opens her eyes and is surprised to see the blue of the afternoon sky has turned gray.
Several silver, billowous clouds have rolled in, hiding the sun.
“Mmmmmmmm!” Marnie stretches.
Dathon also shifts, raising up on his elbows.
He turns, blinking to look up at the sky.
“Well, shoot. So much for a sunny afternoon.” Marnie yawns.
“Yeah. Looks nasty up there.” Dathon rolls over.
Marnie smirks.
Dathon’s penis is still limp, but has expanded back to ‘normal’.
She looks out at Jill and Milli.
Milli is now just hopping to the side of the sprinkler.
Jill takes another leap through the fan of water, but slips a bit on the grass as she lands.
Both girls’ hair flops in their faces.
Marnie stands and stretches.
Dathon looks up her, again taking in his older sister’s curves.
“Jill! Mill! Time to call it!” Marnie calls.
The girls pause, then Millie immediately protests.
“Awww! No! Just a little bit longer? Please?!” She begs.
A low rumble from the gray sky above changes her tune.
“Eep!” Millie chirps as she and Jill hop towards the house.
Dathon stands, picking up his towel.
“Crap! Millie! Your lips are blue!” Marnie quickly wraps her towel around her little sister and begins drying frantically.
Dathon looks at Jill.
She’s shivering, and her teeth are chattering.
Upon closer examination, her lips have also taken on a bluish color.
Dathon quickly follows Marnie’s lead, his ‘elder sibling’ instincts kicking in.
He wraps his towel around Jill’s shoulders and begins drying.
“Oh!” Jill gasps as Dathon rubs her body down with the towel.
Not even thinking twice about it, Dathon towels down Jill’s chest, torso and legs.
He even pats between her legs!
“Hah!” Jill gasps and steps back.
Dathon looks up at her.
Jill is wide eyed and blushing.
“Oh! Um,” Dathon stands and wraps the towel around Jill’s shoulders.
Another rumble of thunder rolls through the darkening clouds.
“Okay. Inside, guys.” Marnie says, opening the back door.
The 4 siblings hop into the kitchen as fat summer rain drops begin speckling the concrete slab.
“Oh! Dathe! The hose!” Marnie points to the side of the house.
“Crap!” Dathon hops back outside and hastily turns off the water.
He gets inside just as the bottom drops out.

Jill and Millie finish drying themselves, then hand their towels to Marnie.
“Okay girls. Let’s get changed.” Marnie then hands the towels to Dathon.
“Just go ahead and toss those into the wash. I’ll do ‘em later.” She instructs.
Dathon watches as his sisters exit the kitchen and head towards the stairs.
His eyes fall on Marnie’s butt as her hips kind of sway with each step.
Marnie pauses at the bottom of the stairs and looks at Dathon.
She smiles and then hops up the stairs.

After tossing the towels in the wash, Dathon heads back out into the kitchen/dining area.
He looks out the patio doors again.
It’s now pouring outside.
Late afternoon rolls into evening with the late summer shower not relenting until dinner.
Dathon is left to himself, which gives him ample time to process the events of the afternoon.
He’s not sure, but Jill and Millie might have seen him playing with himself!
Marnie certainly did.
Ugh!
Who knew being a nudist would make him so hard?!
He means, who knew being a nudist would BE so hard!

Marnie quickly changes and heads to Jill and Millie’s room.
She hears them talking rapidly, and in hushed voices.
She knocks.
“Can I come in?” She asks.
The conversation stops.
“Yeah.” Jill says.
Marnie enters her little sisters’ room.
The girls are sitting on their beds, having changed out of their swimsuits, which lay bundled on the floor.
“Ugh! Guys! These are still wet!” Marnie picks them up.
“Sorry.” Jill mumbles.
Marnie shuts the door.
“Okay you 2. Tomorrow, I’m going to be having some friends over.” She explains. “You two need to entertain yourselves while they’re here, okay?”
Jill nods.
Millie smiles.
“We’ll just play with Dathon again!” She chirps.
“No.” Marnie says. “Dathon is going to be spending time with me and my friends tomorrow.”
Millie pouts.
“Why can’t we spend time with you, too?!”
“Millie, we talked about this, remember?” Marnie looks at her and Jill.
“Tomorrow is my day to show Dathon off to my friends.” She smiles.
Jill and Millie smile excitedly.
“When are our friends coming over?!” Jill chirps.
“Later this week, I promise.” Marnie smiles. “But tomorrow, you’ll have to leave us alone, okay?”
After a bit more back and forth, Jill and Millie finally seem to understand.
“Good. Mom’ll and Deb should be home soon with dinner, I’ll get you guys then.”
Marnie heads to Dathon’s room.
The door is cracked so she enters.
Dathon is drying his hair, clearly having showered himself.
“Oh!” He gasps, covering himself reflexively.
Marnie shuts the door behind her.
Dathon relaxes.
“Hey Dathe. All clean? Hmhm.” She chuckles.
“Oh, um, yeah.” Dathon drapes his towel over his shoulders.
Marnie looks at his limp penis.
“You didn’t,” She makes the ‘jerking’ motion with her fingers.
“No! I swear!” Dathon gasps.
Marnie smiles and wags her hand.
“It’s okay, Dathe. I actually wanted to talk to you about that.” She walks over and sits on his bed.
Marnie stares at his limp penis.
“Do you want to?” She asks.
“Huh?” Dathon gulps.
“I mean, you tried earlier.” Marnie narrows her eyes.
“No! I-! You said-!” Dathon stammers.
“You literally tried to do it behind my back, Dathe!” Marnie scowls, trying to make him squirm a bit.
“Marn! I’m sorry! I thought you told me to!” Dathon pleads.
Marnie stands and walks over to him.
Dathon cups his hands over himself.
Marnie places her hands on Dathon’s shoulders.
She takes the towel in her grip.
“DO you want to? Do you ‘need’ to?” Marnie softens, but still smirks.
Dathon looks at her.
He nods.
“Fine.” Marnie pulls the towel over his head and roughly dries his hair a bit.
“Hey! Marn?! What-?!” He pulls the towel away as Marnie steps back to the door.
“You’ll get to. But not until tomorrow.” Marnie shrugs.
“Wha-?!” Dathon gasps.
Marnie turns back to him.
“Keep yourself under control until tomorrow, and I’ll make sure you get to squirt. Okay?” She looks at him, waiting for his answer.
Dathon recalls the simple caress Marnie had given him that him have the most powerful orgasm of his life.
As embarrassing as it was, jerking off for Marnie had a special effect on him.
“Dathon?” Marnie asks.
“O-Okay.” Dathon gulps.
Marnie smiles.
“Good. If you get too excited, just think about Jonah.” She reminds him.
Dathon nods.
“Good boy. I’ll come get you when mom and Deb get home with dinner.” Marnie exits.
Dathon automatically pinches his penis and begins tugging.

Marnie can hardly contain herself as she gets to her room.
She shuts the door and dives onto her bed.
She grabs her corded phone and dials up Sam.
“We’re all set for tomorrow!” She says the instant Sam answers.
Marnie then relays the events of the afternoon and what she told Dathon to do (or NOT do).
“Holy crap! Seriously?! Well, I’m definitely not letting him think I’M a boy!” Sam says. “When I touch him, he’s gonna KNOW it’s me!”
“Wait, ‘touch’?” Marnie asks.
“Duh! Heck yeah! After how you described him?! I can’t wait to get a handful of Dathon!” Sam says excitedly.
“Hey! Hold on! This is about helping Dathon with his nudism thing. I said you guys could look, not fondle my little brother!” Marnie scolds.
“Oh, it’ll definitely be a help!” Sam says. “A helping hand!”
“Sam!” Marnie gasps.
“You think Kat, Vicky and Carly AREN’T thinking the same thing?! Well, maybe not Carly, but she’s definitely gonna watch!” Sam spouts. “You’ve kept him from popping all day, right? Let him get off tomorrow while we’re all there!”
Marnie thinks.
Ultimately, this HAS been in the back of her mind.
Why else did she keep Dathon from cumming for her earlier.
She won’t force Dathon to do anything.
But…
If it happens it happens.
Maybe she should talk to Deb.
No!
Deb might shut it down.
“Fine.” Marnie mumbles. “Just don’t be mean.”
Marnie hears the garage door open.
“I gotta go. See tomorrow.” Marnie says.
“Can’t wait!” Sam chirps.
“Oh! Can you let Carly, Kat and Vicky know?” Marnie adds.
“Yup! I’ll call Carly now!” Sam says and hangs up.
Marnie again debates telling Dathon.
She feels butterflies in her tummy and lower.

[Jeepman89]

Looking forward to tomorrow.

[NudeBaG]

Dinner is awkward, as Mom and Debra are now present as well.
There’s giggles, but Jill and Millie manage to keep things ‘mature’.
Marnie goes about filling them in on sunbathing and playing outside.
“Dathon went outside?” Mom asks, somewhat apprehensively.
“We stayed on the slab, mom.” Marnie explains. “It was fine.”
Mom looks out the window as the rain keeps coming down, then at Dathon.
“Hmmm. Well, maybe stay inside from now on? I’d hate for you, or me, for that matter to get in trouble.” Mom says.
“Awww! But mom! It felt so nice outside!” Dathon argues.
“I’m sure, but what if the neighbors saw you?” Mom retorts.
Dathon winces.
His mom and sisters were one thing, but OTHER girls?
Not yet.

Marnie sees Dathon thinking.
She can’t have him backing out, noy yet!
Tomorrow is all set!
“It was so nice out, mom. We all went out, not just Dathe, and he stayed on the slab. No one can see that from the fences.” She says.
She has absolutely no idea if that were true, but she needs to prevent ANY 2nd guessing of Dathon’s nudism.
Mom relents, raising her hands.
She does want Dathon to enjoy his ‘experiment’ and it seems he and his sisters are taking things seriously.
“Okay. Okay. Just be careful.” Mom shrugs.

After dinner, everyone departs to their own rooms to do their own thing.
Deb will again be going out tomorrow, finishing up the BTS shopping, leaving her sisters and Dathon at home.
She’s a bit jealous that Marnie’s friends will be first to witness Dathon’s nudism, but has her day coming up.
Marnie pops into Jill and Millie’s room.
“Okay guys, remember, keep yourselves busy tomorrow while my friends are here, okay?” She instructs.
“When do we get to have OUR friends over?” Millie pouts.
“Mill, I told you. The day AFTER tomorrow.” Marnie explains.
Jill is also unhappy, but more accepting.
“Okay. But not ALL day right?” She asks.
“A couple hours at most.” Marnie winks.
The girls agree and Marnie heads to check on Dathon.
After she leaves, Millie sours again.
“Why can’t we be around with Marnie’s friends?” She pouts.
“Marnie wants to show Dathon off to them.” Jill explains.
“But I want to be there, too!” Millie pouts.
Jill smirks.
“Marnie said we had to keep ourselves ‘busy’. She didn’t say how.”
“Huh?” Millie asks.
“Remember how to play ‘spy’?” Jill asks.

Marnie heads to Dathon’s room next.
She knocks.
“Yeah?” Dathon asks.
“It’s Marn, Dathe.” She says sweetly.
“Oh? Come in.” Dathon says.
Marnie opens the door.
Dathon sits up on his bed, a comic book open at the foot.
“Today was nice.” She says closing the door.
“Yeah. Wish we could have stayed out longer.” Dathon sighs.
“Why aren’t you downstairs watching TV like usual?” Marnie asks.
Dathon looks down at his naked body.
“Oh, right. Hmhmhm!” Marnie chuckles.
Dathon grips the bedsheets.
“I’m sorry, Marnie.” He mutters, looking sheepish.
“What for?” Marnie cocks her head.
“When we were outside.” Dathon squirms.
Marnie keeps looking at him, still confused.
“I was putting sunscreen on you, and then I-“ Dathon winces.
“Oh. ‘That’.” Marnie looks at Dathon’s penis.
She crosses her arms, trying to look stearn.
“But you said you weren’t looking at Jill and Mill, right?” She asks.
Dathon shakes his head.
“No! Girls from MY class!” Dathon catches himself. “I mean, no! I WASN’T thinking about-! Ugh!” Dathon cups his hands over his crotch.
Marnie walks over and sits on his bed with him.
“Dathon, it’s okay. It’s ‘normal’.” Marnie shifts to face him more.
Dathon squirms.
“Okay, so thinking about girls from school makes it stiff, and thinking about Jonah makes it soft. What about other girls?” Marnie prods.
“Huh?” Dathon seems confused, and also nervous about this conversation.
“Yeah. Girls like Carly, or Sam?” Marnie gives him 2 of the friends she knows he’s familiar with.
“I know it’s been a while since you saw them. Probably not since my middle school graduation, right?”
Dathon gulps.
Marnie just named 2 of the prettiest girls Dathon could think of!
“Oh jeez! Marn! I’d die!” Dathon tightens his grip over his crotch.
“Die? Really? But you’re a nudist now, right? It shouldn’t be a ‘big’ deal.” Marnie smirks.
Dathon blushes harder.
“I bet Natasha might think it’s cool that you’re a nudist.” Marnie grins.
Marnie name drops Dathon’s crush, which he revealed in a moment of sincerity earlier that day.
“Really?” Dathon asks.
Dathon recalls his dream-
The one where he’s surrounded by girls he knows.
“No! Marn! Stop!” Dathon shakes his head.
He feels his penis twitching!
“Mmmmmmmmm!” Dathon groans.
He shifts his hands as he lays back.
Marnie notices.
“Dathe?” She asks.
“Marnie, please? Can I-?” Dathon nods at his crotch.
After everything today, as well as the conversation they just had, Marnie is tempted.
But she wants it all to be saved for tomorrow.
“Dathe, I told you. I’ll help you with that tomorrow.” Marnie shakes her head.
Dathon groans again.
“Let me see.” She sighs.
Dathon huffs and moves his hands.
His penis is definitely hard, angled along his belly.
Marnie leans in, eyeing the smooth skin of his groin.
Good.
The aftercare lotion worked.
No regrowth yet.
Marnie wants Dathon hairless for the days to come.
“Okay Dathon. Lets get this under control.” Marnie feels tingly again. “Close your eyes.”
Dathon does as instructed.
“Picture Jonah.” Marnie says.
A few seconds go by.
“Doing what?” Dathon asks.
“Huh?” Marnie asks.
“Picture Jonah doing what?” Dathon asks.
“You tell me. This is to help YOU keep control.” Marnie says.
Dathon sighs.
“Jonah is naked, laying next to me. He’s playing with himself.” Dathon describes.
“Is he stiff?” Marnie asks.
“Yeah.” Dathon says.
“But he’s not as big as you, right?” Marnie asks.
Dathon smirks and shakes his head.
“What else? You’re still stiff.” Marnie remarks.
“Um, he’s touching me.” Dathon gulps.
Dathon moves his hand to pinch his penis, angling it to the ceiling.
Marnie shifts.
Dathon slowly begins stroking!
“Dathe?” She asks nervously.
“Marn. Shhh.” Dathon whispers. “My hand is Jonah’s.” He shivers.
“Fshoooooooo.” He exhales.
A couple minutes go by.
Dathon moves his fingers in a way that makes the head and top of his penis flop a bit.
Dathon slowly moves his hand to lay on the bed.
His penis is still it’s erect size, but flops to the side.
He still has his eyes closed.
Marnie feels the warm tingles spread as Dathon’s penis begins moving-
Shrinking!
“Ahhhhhhhhhh.” Dathon sighs as he props himself up.
“That really works.” He says, looking at his limp penis.
Both he and Marnie watch as his penis reaches it’s normal size.
“Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles.
“Marn?” Dathon blushes. “Is my penis-“ He pauses.
“Hm?” Marnie looks at him.
“Nevermind.” Dathon sits up.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks.
Dathon sighs.
“Is my penis, ‘big’?” He asks.
“Oh!” Marnie gulps. “Um, Dathe-“
Dathon sits up, shaking his head.
“No! Don’t answer that! I just-! No!” Dathon cups his hands over himself again.
Marnie thinks.
She doesn’t want Dathon to develop a complex, or be ashamed.
“Dathe, you’re only 13.” She says sweetly.
“So is Jonah.” Dathon mumbles.
“And?” Marnie sighs. “You said you were bigger than him, right? So what are you worried about?”
Dathon blushes.
“Dathon. You still want to be a nudist, right?” Marnie asks.
Dathon nods.
“Then your size shouldn’t matter, right?” Marnie asks.
“Oh. Right.” Dathon perks up. “It’s not about that.”
Dathon relaxes.
“Right. It’s about your freedom.” Marnie adds.
Dathon smiles and nods.
Marnie stands up.
“Just remember that.” She smiles.
Dathon nods and stands up.
“Thanks Marn!” Dathon steps up to Marnie and hugs her.
“Oh!” Marnie is stunned by the naked boy hugging her.
Even though it’s her brother, Marnie is all too aware of the proximity of Dathon’s genitals to her own.
Marnie hugs him back though with a littke squeeze.
It feels nice- how close she and Dathon have become thanks to his nudism.
“No problem. Hmhm!” She chuckles.
They part and Marnie steps to Dathon’s door.
She turns back to him.
Dathon is standing, looking down at his limp penis.
“Dathe, remember,” She starts.
Dathon looks up at her.
“I’ll help you with ‘that’ tomorrow. So no touching.”
Dathon nods.
“No touching.”
Marnie smirks as she exits and shuts Dathon’s door.

[NudeBaG]

Dathon rolls over and opens his eyes.
He’s under his sheets.
Panic sets in and he whips them off!
He feels his torso up and down and pinches his penis!
No cum!
Dathon sighs with relief.
“Huh?”
He’s also flaccid!
“Hah! Hmhm!” He chuckles.
The morning is relatively calm.
Mom and Deb are already out and about.
“Morning! I’m making eggs. Wan’t some?” Marnie asks as Dathon enters the kitchen.
“Thanks.” Dathon smiles.
He sits at the table.
“Where’re Jill and Mill?” He asks.
“They got up earlier. Already playing Nintendo.” Marnie says. “You slept in.”
“Oh?” Dathon tugs his penis a bit.
“Got any big ‘nudist plans’ for the day? Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles.
Dathon looks outside.
It’s overcast and gray, so no sunbathing today.
“Probably just watching some TV.” Dathon shrugs. “Last chance to catch the afternoon cartoons and trash reality. Haha!”
“Hmhm!” Marnie smirks as the eggs hiss in the pan.
“Just gonna chill in the livingroom all day then?” She asks.
Dathon stretches.
“That’s the plan!”
Perfect!
Marnie plates the eggs and walks to join Dathon at the table.
“Well, enjoy! I think Jill and Mill are determined to beat Mario before school starts. Hmhm! So they should stay out of your hair today.” She says.

The siblings enjoy their breakfast.
Marnie keeps an eye on the time.
Dathon sleeping in any later would have complicated things.
It’s almost more if a ‘brunch’ at this point.
“Why don’t you go start your ‘veg sesh’? I’ll clean up.” Marnie stands.
“Oh. Thanks Marn.” Dathon stands and heads to the livingroom.
Marnie quickly cleans up and heads upstairs.
First thing she does is check on Jill and Mill.
“Okay, guys. My friends will be here soon. I’ll fix you lunch later, but until then, and after then, give us our space, okay?” She instructs.
Jill and Mill begrudgingly agree.
“Good girls.” Marnie says, heading to her room.
She quickly picks up the phone and calls Sam.
“Hey! You can head over whenever! Mom and Deb are gone, Jill and Mill are occupied, and Dathe is in the couch!” She spills.
“Cool! Carly will be here soon, then we’ll head over.” Sam says.
“Great! I’ll call Kat and Vicky now!” Marnie says, hanging up the phone.

Dathon sits on the sofa in the livingroom.
It’s still weird, not having to wear clothes.
Dathon gets up and goes to the blinds.
He peers out to the front yard and street.
Gah!
The backyard was one thing, but if Dathon had to go out front?
Where anyone passing by could see him?!
Dathon feels his penis twitch.
He shivers and shuts the blinds.
Now, no one can see him.
Dathon sits and turns on the TV.
Closing the blinds accomplishes multiple things.
One, the glare on the TV is gone.
Two, no one from the outside can see into the livingroom.
Three Dathon can no longer see if anyone is approaching from outside.

Vicky picks up.
“Hey! It’s Marnie! Head over, right now! Everything is set!” Marnie says.
“Oooooo! This is gonna be fun!” Vicky coos.
“I told the others to wait outside until you’re all here, then, do NOT ring the doorbell!” Marnie instructs.
“Why not?” Vicky asks.
“I don’t want Dathon to be able to leave the livingroom!” Marnie explains. “You’ll all get in at once, and see him then!”
“Oh! Okay!” Vicky agrees.
“Sam is gonna through a pebble at my window to let me know you’re all here.” Marnie says.
“Got it! On my way!” Vicky hangs up.

Dathon tunes in and tunes out as he finds a raunchy adult comedy on tv.
There are a few occasions when there’s a bikini shot, or a ‘teasing’ scene where Dathon allows himself a few tugs on his penis, but they never last long enough to do anything for him.
He looks at the stairs.
Marnie had said she’d let him jerk off for her today.
Dathon wonders if now would be a good time.
He’s not hard yet, but that’s easily remedied.
‘Tink!’
Dathon jumps.
He thought he heard something from upstairs, but shrugs it off.
A few moments later, he hears someone coming down the stairs.
Marnie reaches the landing by the front door.
Dathon looks at her as she grabs the doorknob.
“Marn?! W-What are you doing?He asks.
“Oh! Dathon! Don’t worry. It’s just some friends from school.” Marnie smiles and opens the door.
Dathon reflexively scoots to the far end of the couch, pulling his knees to his chest!
Stepping in from the outside light first is a beautiful, curvy blonde girl!
Followed by a short girl with dyed, fire engine red hair!
Behind her is a tall, skinny brunette!
And after her is a shorter brunette!
Marnie shuts the door and the smiling teens file in.
“Dathe, you remember my friends, right?” She smiles.

Of course he does!
But why are they here?!
“Dathon! You’re really naked?!” Carly gasps.
“Duh, Carly! I told you, Dathon is a practicing nudist this week!” Marnie smiles.
Marnie feels the butterflies going crazy!
This is it!
Dathon is trapped, too.
He can’t get to the stairs.
What will he do?
Sam walks over and sits right next to him.
“So, whatcha watching?” She smiles looking at the tv.
Dathom can’t speak!
“Dathe, relax.” Marnie says sweetly. “We’re all friends here.”
“Yeah! It’s so cool that you’re doing the whole ‘nudism thing’!” Carly smiles.
“Super cool!” Kat grins.
“Oh! I love this movie!” Victoria moves and sits on the couch next to Sam.

Dathon is pale-
In shock!
He looks at Marnie, pleading.
Marnie recognizes his distress.
“Dathe? Why don’t come to the kitchen with me for a second?” She smiles.
Dathon wastes no time, hopping up, keeping his hands cupped over her penis and balls.
Sam and Victoria gasp as they catch the first glimpse of Dathon’s bare boy butt!
He passes Kat and Carly, who giggle and head to take up the rest of available couch space.
Dathon stays covering as he and Marnie enter the kitchen.

“Marnie! What’s going on?! Why are your friends here?! I’m naked!” Dathon gasps, terror coursing through him.
Marnie puts her hands on Dathon’s shoulders.
“It’s okay Dathon. They don’t mind that you’re naked. They know you’re practicing nudism.” She says.
“But WHY are they here?!” Dathon hisses.
“I’m not gonna lie, Dathe. I invited them.” Marnie says.
Dathon’s jaw drops.
“Marnie?! YOU?! Why?!” He gasps.
“To help you, Dathon!” Marnie says.
“ ‘Help me’ ?!” Dathon gasps.
“You still want to be a nudist, right?” Marnie asks. “That means being naked in front of people.”
Sensing Dathon’s argument, she adds “OTHER people.”
“But Marnie! They’re your friends!” Dathon pleads.
“Yes. I trust them. And you should too.” Marnie says.
Dathon is breathing heavy, covering his crotch.
This is it.
Make or break.
“I won’t force you, Dathon. This was, is, and HAS to be YOUR choice.” Marnie says.
“I’ll support you, no matter what, but I’ll be very proud of you if you embrace your nudism.”
Marnie squeezes Dathon’s shoulders and quickly goes back to her friends.
Marnie sees them all whispering and smiling on the couch.
They look up at her and she gives them the “Shhhhh!” gesture by holding her finger to her lips.
She makes her way to them.
“Well?!” Sam hisses.
“I think he’s coming back, but guys, seriously! Be nice!” Marnie whispers.
“Duh!” Sam says.
She turns to Carly.
“Get up! Make room for Dathon!” She says, tugging Carly’s arm.
“Hey!” Carly says, but does stand up next to Marnie.

Dathon stands in the kitchen, cupping his privates.
He can run and be up the stairs and in his room in seconds.
“You still want to be a nudist, right? That means being naked in front of people.”
Marnie’s words echo in his mind.
“I’ll be very proud of you if you embrace your nudism.”
Dathon looks down as he moves his hands, balling them into fists at his sides.
“Fshoooooo!” He exhales.
He steps back out towards the livingroom.
First, he sees Marnie and Carly turn around.
Then, he sees Sam, Kat and Vicky look at him from the couch.
“H-Hi.” Dathon mumbles.
Lifting a hand to wave.
All eyes pop wide.
Marnie smiles.
“Dathe? Do you remember my friends?” Marnie asks.
Dathon feels heat well up in his face.
“Y-Yeah. Hi guys.” Dathon lowers his hand, forcing himself to keep it at his side.
With Carly standing next to Marnie, Dathon notices her first.
Her big brown eyes are darting from his face, downward, then back again.
“Dathon, this is Carly.” Marnie says.
She then steps to the side and gestures to the couch.
“And this is Kat, Sam and Vicky.” Marnie finishes.
“Hi, Dathon.” Cat grins, cringing bashfully.
“Hi.” Sam purrs, bighting her bottom lip.
“Hey.” Carly quickly lifts her hand to wave.
“Hiya!” Vicky smiles.
“H-Hi.” Dathon repeats, shell-shocked by the collected teen beauty in the room before him. “I, um, I remember you.” Dathon trembles.

Marnie sees that her friends are all staring, and while Dathon isn’t covering, she can tell he’s uncomfortable.
“Guys, like I said, Dathon is practicing nudism. Is that still okay with you?” She asks.
The girls all nod.
“Definitely!” Sam grins.
“Yeah! I don’t mind!” Kat smiles
Vicky nods.
“We didn’t mean to interrupt your movie. Sit, sit!” Sam pats the cushion next to her.
“Oh! Um,” Dathon shifts.
Marnie steps behind him and gently pushes him to sit.
Dathon steps gingerly and sits between Sam and Kat.
Instinctively, he cups his hands over his bits as he does.
Marnie sits on the floor with Carly in front of him.
Marnie looks back at Dathon’s hands.
“Dathe, don’t be naughty in front of my friends.” Marnie says.
“Wha-?! I’m not!” Dathon gasps.
Sam is eager to get a better look at Dathon’s anatomy.
“Yeah, I didn’t think nudists were so modest.” She says.
Dathon gulps and moves his hands.
His penis is limp and his balls are pushed up on top of his thighs, making it look even smaller.
“Ooooo!” Sam coos.
“Wow!” Vicky whispers.
Dathon is in shock.
Marnie’s friends are seeing him naked!
Carly had been nervous when she found out she’d be seeing a naked boy.
Sam had told her what to expect, but it still didn’t prepare her.
Marnie is also thinking about Sam.
The way she’d talked on the phone-
Would she really touch him like that?!
None of the girls hide the fact that they are staring.

“So Dathon, how long have you been a nudist?” Vicky asks.
“Um, just a couple days.” Dathon says.
“And you really don’t mind people seeing you?!” Kat gasps.
“Well, it’s not that.” Dathon mumbles.
“It’s about being free, right Dathe?” Marnie offers. “What people think doesn’t matter.”
Dathon nods.
“Right.” He actually smiles at Marnie.
“Well then,” Sam stands up. “Lets get a better look at you!”
She grabs Dathon’s hands and pulls him to his feet.
“Hey!” Dathon gasps.
Vicky and Kat are treated to a brief upclose view of his butt.
Sam grins as Dathon’s penis wobbles a bit.
Marnie looks nervous.
Sam kneels in front of Dathon.
“Hmmm.” She examine’s Dathon’s genitals up close.
Sam lifts her hand and runs her finger along Dathon’s groin!
“Oooo! Smooth!” Sam coos.
“No hair?” Carly asks.
“You shaved ‘em, right?” Sam smirks.
“Um,” Dathon squirms.
“Yeah. Deb thought Mill and Jill would ask too many questions if we left them.” Marnie shrugs.
“Awww! It is cute though.” Vicky smiles.
Kat leans closer, but stays on the couch.
She doesn’t have much for reference, but Dathon’s penis doesn’t seem to be anything special.
As if to confirm this, Sam speaks.
“Marn, you said ‘fist’, didn’t you?” She asks.
“Huh?” Marnie and Dathon ask in unison.
“I mean I can definitely-“ Sam lifts her hand and grips Dathon’s penis AND balls in her hand!
“Ah! Um-!” Dathon gasps.
“Sam!” Marnie and Carly yelp.
“Oooooo!” Kat coos.
Marnie remembers Sam saying she couldn’t wait to get her hands on Dathon.
“Ugh! Um!” Dathon is in horrified shock!
Not only is he naked in front of Marnie’s friends, but now Sam has her hand on his privates!
The reaction to the physical contact is instant.
“Hm?” Sam shifts her grip, loosening around Dathon’s penis as it starts to expand.
“I- I need to go!” Dathon gasps, looking to Marnie for support.
“Wait!”
“No!”
Kat and Vicky yelp at once, hopping up from the couch.
They each grab one of Dathon’s arms.
Marnie and Carly watch as Sam keeps hold of Dathon’s genitals.
Inside, Marnie is screaming.
How could she do this to Dathon?
AND, Sam was getting more of a feel than SHE had!
This was the plan though, right?!
This is why Dathon had been prevented from jerking off!
So that she and her friends could have fun!
She could stop this now, though, right?
Before Dathon gets hard?
Before she and her friends push things too far?
“Hohoho! Yup!” Sam grins.

Dathon is trembling.
2 beautiful older teens hold his arms, 2 more are watching, and 1 more is kneeling in front of him, holding his erect penis in her hand!
Sam squeezes.
“Hooooooo!” Dathon moans.
“Definitely a fist full! Hmhm!” Sam grins.
Sam lets go and stands up.
Dathon’s penis twitches and seems to rise along with her.
Dathon is panting.
“Oh wow!” Carly gasps.
“He’s a real grower, Marn!” Sam grins.
“I-I’m sorry!” Dathon gasps, pulling away from Kat and Vicky.
He cups his hands over himself and looks for a way to leave.
He’s surrounded though.
“Sorry?! For what?!” Sam snorts.
Dathon looks confused.
“I-I didn’t mean to-“ Dathon shifts.
“Gah! That’s cute!” Sam grins.
“Ooooo! Don’t get shy now! Hehehe!” Kat giggles.
“Wha-?!” Dathon gasps.
He looks to Marnie for help.
Marnie sighs.
“Dathon. Remember what I said in the kitchen? This is to help you.” She says sweetly.
Help him?!
How is letting her friends touch and see him with an erection ‘helping him’?!
“That’s right Dathon!” Carly chirps. “That’s why Marnie invited us. To help you!”
Dathon is still looking for a way out, but the girls are gathered too tightly.
Kat and Vicky still have hold of him, and Sam, Carly and Marnie are still in front of him.
“Dathon. Relax. Just act ‘natural’, right?” Marnie offers. “Don’t make a big deal out of it.”
“I wouldn’t say it’s that ‘big’ of a deal anyway.” Sam smirks.
Marnie flicks Sam on the back of the head.
“Hey!” She yelps.
“Dathon, sit. Come on!” Vicky says. “Let’s just hang.”
“Yeah! I thought boys LIKED hanging around their older sister’s friends!” Kat chirps.
The 2 girls sit, pulling Dathon back down onto the couch.
“Hey!” He yelps.
They pull his hands away and his erect penis springs free.
Sam kneels again.

Jill and Millie try and distract themselves with the Nintendo.
“Ugh! I can’t do it!” Jill groans, slamming the controller down on the mattress.
“Come on, Jill! You were really close that time!” Millie chirps.
“You try! You always watch me play!” Jill holds the controller out to Millie.
“Nuh uh! I’m no good!” Millie shakes her head.
“Hmph!” Jill closes her eyes.
“Marnie’s friends are here.” She sighs.
Millie pouts.
“What do you think they’re doing?” She asks.
Jill shrugs.
“I don’t know. But Dathon is naked with them!” She huffs.
“Why can’t we be there, too?!” Millie pouts.
“Marnie said so.” Jill shrugs.
Marnie had told the girls to stay upstairs while her friends were there.
Jill would get her turn with her friends the next day.
But still…
What WAS happening downstairs?!
Jill sets the controller down.
She looks at Millie and smirks.
“Wanna play ‘spy?’ ?” She asks.

Dathon is in shock.
He’s naked, erect, and trapped on the couch by 5 beautiful teens!
Sam scoots closer.
“Gah! Dathon! You’re a nudist, right?” She smirks. “How come you’re so hard?”
Dathon looks around.
No matter where he looks, he’s met with a beautiful staring face!
Kat and Vicky hold Dathon’s arms firm.
“I-I-!” He gasps.
Dathon sits, his stiff penis sticking up in his lap.
“Sam! Don’t tease him!” Marnie scolds.

Jill and Millie sneak to the stairs.
“Shhhh!” Jill gestures to Millie to be silent.
The 2 girls sneak down the steps, staying close to the wall to avoid creaking.
“Sam! Don’t tease him!”
They hear Marnie scold.
Jill and Millie sit and scoot behind the slats of the banister.
Jill keeps going lower until Millie can see, too.
They see the 2 girls on the couch with Dathon, the girl standing next to Marnie and the blonde girl knelt in front of Dathon.
Jill’s eyes go wide as they see it-
Dathon’s penis is sticking up in his lap!

“I gotta get another feel!” Sam says, sliding her hand up Dathon’s thigh.
Her hand closes around Dathon’s shaft, leaving just the mushroom head exposed.
“Ah! Ooooooooooh!” Dathon gasps and moans.
Marnie feels a sudden pang of jealousy.
“Mmmmmmm.” Dathon moans.
“You okay, Dathe?” Sam asks.
Dathon can only tremble.
A beautiful older teen is holding his penis!
Marnie’s jealosy turns to concern.
Yes, she’d hoped Dathon would get an erection.
Yes, she knew at least *some touching would occur.
But if things escalate too quickly, Dathon will shoot, and his penis will go limp and not get stiff again for a while.
“Careful, Sam.” Marnie warns.
“Huh? Why?” Sam grins at Dathon, making eye contact.
Dathon’s mouth is agape, his brow creased.
“You know ‘why’.” Marnie says.
“Are we gonna see him cum?!” Kat grins.
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
“Oh, definitely!” Sam grins.
She gives Dathon’s penis a slow tug, stretching the skin of his penis taught!
“Wait! I wanna feel too!” Kat chirps.
“Fine.” Sam releases Dathon’s penis.
“W-Wait!” Dathon yelps, gripping the cushion as Vicky and Kat hold his arms.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks.
Dathon looks at her, panic on his face.
“I feel-“ Dathon squirms.
Kat’s hand is almost there!
“Wait.” Sam has the realization.
Kat freezes.
Sam grabs Dathon’s knees.
“How close are you?” She asks.
“Um,” Dathon looks at Marnie, pleadingly.
“He’s probably pretty close.” She sighs.
“Crap. No way!” Sam pouts.
She turns to Marnie.
“Marnie, go get some ice!” She says.
Marnie smiles.
“Nah. Dathon doesn’t need ice. Do you, Dathe?”
Dathon is mortified.
Not only did he get an erection, but Sam had fondled him!
She’d had his entire erect penis in her hand!
This isn’t what nudism is about!
Marnie nods.
“Dathon, make yourself soft again.”
“Oh! Um,” Dathon immediately closes his eyes.

Sam sits back, wondering how Dathon is going to go soft.
She then remembers what Marnie had told her about helping Dathon.
She looks at Dathon’s face as he twitches and scrunches his nose.
“What’re you doing, Dathon?” Carly asks.
Marnie shushes her.
“Shhhhh. Just watch. Dathon is gonna get himself under control.” Marnie nods.
Everyone sits in silence as Dathon sits with his eyes closed.

Jill and Millie watch from the stairs in silence.
They’d just watched Sam grip and tug Dathon’s erect penis!
Jill squeezes her fist, imagining.
She feels tingly again.
“My hand is Jonah’s hand.” Dathon whispers.
“Huh?” Sam asks.
“Shhhh.” Marnie reminds her.
The girls watch as Dathon gently pinches his penis up and down the shaft.
He gets to the base and angles it forward.
He then slowly squeezes and rubs back up the shaft.
“Whoa.” Vicky whispers.
Dathon fists the head of his penis and slowly tugs a few times.
The girls’ mouths drop open as his penis stretches and grows thin when he tugs away.
“Shoo-o-o-o.” Dathon exhales, letting go of his penis.
“Hah!” Sam gasps as Dathon’s penis droops and shrivels between his legs.
Dathon breathes long and deep as he opens his eyes.
“That was-“ Sam stares. “That was cool!”
“How did you do that? Who’s Jonah?” Kat asks.
“Um-“ Dathon blushes and squirms.
Marnie smiles.
“It’s just a little trick I came up with to help Dathon control his erections around Jill and Millie.” She says. “And thats probably a record! Good job, Dathe!”
“Trick?” Sam asks, confused.
“Marn?” Dathon blushes and squirms.
“Jonah is the boy who introduced Dathon to nudism.” Marnie explains. “To keep Dathon soft, all he has to do is think about Jonah-“
“Marnie! Please!” Dathon cups his hands over his crotch.
The girls giggle.
“Oh?” Sam scoots forward again, placing her hands on Dathon’s knees.
“Let me see.” Sam smirks.
“Please! No!” Dathon cups his hands tighter.
“We’ve already seen it, why not show us again?” Sam asks, keeping her hands on Dathon’s knees.
Kat and Vicky each grab Dathon’s wrists again and gently pull his hands free.
Dathon’s penis flops down over his balls, rolling slightly to the side.
Sam wastes no time.
Before Dathon can close his thighs, Sam has her fingers on his limp penis!
“Whoa! Sam!” Carly yelps, shocked by her friend’s boldness.
“Yeah, easy Sam.” Marnie says nervously.
Dathon’s body reacts immediately.
“Unnnnnnng!” He groans and shifts.
He thinks about closing his eyes, swapping Sam for Jonah to keep himself limp.
But the sensation of a hot blonde teen touching his penis while other hot teens watch coupled with that very image is too enticing.
It doesn’t take long.
Sam gently tugs , stretching his penis out a couple times, but it quickly stops stretching and begins to stiffen instead.
“Ooooo! Here we go!” Sam slows her tugging as Dathon’s penis rises.
The sensation shifts as well.

Jill and Millie are panting on the stairs as they watch Sam fondle Dathon’s penis.
They marvel as it sticks up in his lap again!
Sam shifts and wraps her hand around it!
“What’s she doing?” Jill whispers.
“Dathon’s penis is big again.” Millie breathes.
Jill squeezes her legs together, pressing her fingers against the front of her crotch.
“Erection.” She whispers.

Dathon is practically a drooling vegetable as Sam manipulates his penis into an erection again!
Sam gently pinches the sides of Dathon’s penis and then pulls, angling it towards her.
She angles, slacks, angles, slacks- testing the resistance.
Even Marnie is entranced as her friend fondles Dathon.
“Shwoo! Okay!” Sam slides her hand back to Dathon’s knee.
She looks at Kat and Vicky at Dathon’s sides.
“Is anyone else gonna cop a feel, or what?” Sam grins.
“Sam!” Marnie gasps.
Dathon closes his eyes.
Marnie sees him mouthing words.
He’s trying to go soft again.
Kat tentavily reaches over and touches the head of Dathon’s penis.
“Oooo! It’s so smooth!” She gently squishes it in her fingers. “And squishy!”
“Give it a grab. It’s not so squishy on the shaft.” Sam smirks.
Kat can’t help it.
She wraps her fist around Dathon’s penis.
“Oh gah!” Dathon gasps and shifts.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks, concerned.
Kat pulls her hand away.
“Jeez, Dathon! Is it really that sensitive?” Sam asks.
“It might be.” Marnie says, a bit concerned. “It seems like it takes just a bit of touching before-“
Marnie cuts herself off.
“Hmmmm.” Sam sighs.
“Before what?” Carly asks.
Sam gives her a look like she’s crazy.
“Before he shoots, duh!” She says.
“Hah!” Carly gasps.
Sam looks at Dathon.
“You DO shoot, right?” She smirks.
“Um,” Dathon trembles.
“Yes. Sam. I told you he does.” Marnie scolds.
“Marn?! You-You TOLD them?!!” Dathon gasps.
Marnie feels a pang of guilt.
“Relax, Dathe.” Sam says. “That’s what’s gonna make this so fun!” She grins wickedly.
“Wait! Sam,” Carly puts her hands on her hips. “When did you become an expert on ‘that’?!”
Sam looks at Carly and smirks.
“Fred Benson.”
“What?!” Vicky gasps.
“Yeah. I gave him a handy in The Premier during a movie.” Sam shrugs.
Marnie goes pale.
“Seriously?!” She gasps.
“Yeah. Why do you think I asked about Dathon’s size?” Sam says.
“Huh?!” Dathon covers his erect penis with his hands.
“Hah!” Vicky and Kat gasp in unison.

“Shoot?” Millie asks.
“Handy?” Jill asks.

Sam slides her hands up Dathon’s thighs.
Vicky and Kat move Dathon’s hands away.
Sam gently rubs the sides of his groin, feeling the absence of hair.
She then runs a finger up the exposed underside of Dathon’s erect penis!
“Ah! Mmmmmm!” Dathon trembles and moans, lifting his hips slightly.
“Jeez, bud! We gotta work on your sensitivity!” Sam says.
“Huh?” Dathon gasps.
“Hmmm.” Sam moves her finger down to Dathon’s balls. “How much you got in there right now?” She smirks, tracing an infinity symbol on Dathon’s scrotum, as though tracing his balls.
“Ooooooh gaaaah!” Dathon moans and tries to squeeze his thighs together.
“Haha! Gah you’re fun, Dathe!” Sam chuckles.
“Let’s play a game.” She smirks pulling Dathon’s thighs apart again.
“Sam, what do you mean, ‘game’?” Marnie asks.
“Well, seeing as Dathon has a boner, and we know he can shoot, let’s see who can get him the closest, fastest.” Sam smirks.
“I told you already, it doesn’t take long for him.” Marnie crosses her arms. “Plus, Dathon knows how to make it go down.” She nods at Dathon reassuringly.
“Yeah yeah. But that’s not gonna happen.” Sam grins. “I mean, he can try to picture ‘Jonah’ or whoever you said his friend was, but do you really think he’ll be able to go soft?”
Sam again points at Dathon’s erect penis.
“I mean, look at him. I doubt he’s gonna make it more than a few seconds before he begs for us to let go.”
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans feebly.
Sam stands.
“Okay nudey boy. How do you usually do it? Standing? Sitting? Laying?” She asks.
“He can do all 3.” Marnie smirks.
“Marn! No!” Dathon gasps.
“Ho ho! Nice! That’ll be fun!” Sam grins, placing her hands on her hips.
“Come on guys, stand him up.” Sam gestures to Vicky and Cat.
The 2 teens holding Dathon’s arms stand, pulling him to his feet.
Dathon’s balls fall and wobble a bit, but his penis stands firm and tall!

From their vantage point on the stairs, Jill and Millie are given a perfect profile view of Dathon’s erect penis and balls.
Millie squirms.
Jill feels tingly.

“Come on, Dathe! Relax!” Cat says.
Dathon is trembling, his knees clearly shaking.
“Oh wow! So cool!” Vicky gasps.
“Um, do we really need to touch it?” Carly asks.
“Um, do you ‘need’ to touch it’?” Sam mocks. “Carly, you GET to touch it!”
Carly shifts nervously.
“No! Please!” Dathon begs.
“Relax, ‘big guy’. Honestly, I’ll be impressed if you can go soft.” Sam smirks.
“Wait, Sam.” Marnie asks. “What exactly are we doing to Dathon?”
Sam rolls her eyes.
“We’re gonna touch Dathon’s dick until he begs for us to let go.” She smiles.
Carly and Victoria gasp.
“He either goes soft or he begs. Whoever gets him to beg the fastest wins.” Sam shrugs.
“But how does Dathon win?” Marnie asks, frowning and crossing her arms.
“He proves he can control himself and gets rid of his boner all on his own.” Sam smirks.
“Ooooo! Who goes first?!” Cat hops excitedly.
Marnie is about to speak.
She knows she can help Dathon go soft!
“Carly.” Sam smirks.
“What?! Me?! No no no! I don’t even want to!” Carly holds her hands out shaking her head in protest.
Sam grabs her wrist.
“Oh, yes you do!” Sam pulls her in front of Dathon.
Just as Carly’s hand is about to touch Dathon’s erect penis, Kat chirps.
“Wait!”
A grateful Carly yanks her hand away.
“Marnie, can we switch? I’m tired of holding him still.” Kat says.
“Oh! Right.” Vicky says. “He’s not even fighting us anymore.”
Before Dathon can bolt, Marnie steps in front of him.
She places her hands on his shoulders.
“Dathe, remember. This is to help you with your nudism.” Marnie leans in and whispers in his ear. “Think about Jonah.”
She steps back and nods.
Dathon stands, clenching his fists.
After a moment, Sam smiles, realizing Dathon isn’t going to run.
“Okay, Carly. I think Dathe is ready. See how quick you can make him say uncle, or, if Dathon can go soft.” Sam grins, nudging Carly forward.
“Dathon, remember. Soft or Uncle. Do NOT squirt yet!” Sam warns.

“They’re gonna touch his penis!” Millie hisses.
Jill watches, taking notes for her friends’ turn.

Dathon shivers.
The petite brunette teen standing before him is staring at his aroused naked body!
He closes his eyes.
“Jonah! Just picture Jonah! Go soft and this’ll all be over!” He thinks.
He begins picturing Jonah.
“Hah!”
He feels it-
A gentle touch on the head of his penis!
“Oh!” Carly gasps.
Dathon feels a couple more points of contact on the head of his penis as Carly brings her fingertips together.
“It-It’s soft!” Carly whispers.
Dathon can’t help it.
He has to look!
He sees Carly’s face.
She’s staring down, mouth agape.
Dathon looks down.
Carly’s fingertips are on the head of his erect penis!
Carly shifts to resting just the fingertip of her index finger on the slit of Dathon’s penis!
She slides down slightly to the rim of the mushroom shaped head.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this!” She squeeks.
Dathon can’t either!
“Uuuuuncle! Uncle!” Dathon yelps, pulling his hips back.
“Oh!” Carly yelps.
“15 seconds. Not bad Carls!” Sam chuckles.
Dathon pants and goes back to picturing Jonah.
That was close!
She shivers.
“Let’s give Dathon a sec before someone goes next. I figured Carly would’ve had him last a bit longer.
“Huh?” Dathon gulps.
“Hey!” Carly yelps. “I didn’t even want to touch it!”
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
“Sorry, Dathe.” Carly frowns.
“Okay! Who’s next?” Sam asks.
“I’ll go! Hmhmhm!” Kat giggles.
Marnie again curses at herself for being too slow.
Unlike Carly, Kat is a bit more adventurous.
Dathon can’t look away as the short, fake red-head reaches in and gently grips the shaft of his penis in her fingertips!
“It’s stiff!” She gasps. “And smooth!” She gently rubs her fingers along Dathon’s hard penis!
“Mmmmmmm!” Dathon moans.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks.
“Hmhmhmhm!” Kat chuckles as she gently rubs.
“Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!” Dathon stamps his foot.
“Hah!” Kat gasps, lifting her hand.
“Oh shit! 10?!” Sam gasps.
“Vicky! Marn! Who’s up next?” She grins, rubbing her hands together.
“10 seconds is the time to beat!” Sam grins. “I figured it wouldn’t take long, considering YOU said you barely touched him and he went off.” Sam smirks at Marnie.
Dathon and Marnie share a look.
Dathon looks hurt at his sister’s betrayal of such embarassing intel.
Marnie feels guilt over sharing the seeming ‘ease’ with which Dathon cums.
“Oh, whatever! Fine!” Vicky chirps. “I don’t want to be the only one-.”
Dathon can’t speak as the tall, skinny, yet absolutely gorgeous brunette teen extends her hand.
She gently rubs the underside of Dathon’s penis as though tentatively stroking a cat’s chin.
“Oh! Oh wow! It’s so smooth!” She gasps.
“Hmmm. Marnie. Did you guys have to shave his dick at all? Or just his side pubes?” Sam asks.
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
“Just a bit on the sides and base there where his penis and balls meet his body.” Marnie points.
“Oh!” Vicky extends her other hand to feel Dathon’s bare pubic area.
“Wow! Nice job! Super smooth!” She gently caresses.
Vicky seems to getting more comfortable as she explores Dathon’s ‘smoothness’.
Dathon is lost.
All 4 of Marnie’s friends have now touched his penis even more than she had.
“It seems bigger in my hands.
Vicky whispers as she closes a fist, completely engulfing Dathon’s shaft.
“AhhhhhUncle?! Uncle!” Dathon moans.
“Oh? Oh! Sorry.” Vicky quickly lets go as the teen boy convulses.
“20 flat.” Sam smirks. “Well, we definitely know YOU won’t be making him shoot.”
“Hey!” Vicky scowls. “Maybe I want to take my time.”
“Yeah, yeah. Okay Dathon. Let’s see how long you-“ Sam starts to kneel, but Marnie cuts her off.
“I’m going.” Marnie says.
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
Seeing 3 of her friends get to touch a penis more than she has is getting to her.
Plus, she KNOWS what Sam intends to do.
“Oh? Seriously?” Sam asks.
“Yes.” Marnie steps up to Dathon.
“Marn?! Please! No!” Dathon gasps.
“It’s okay, Dathe.” Marnie smiles and mouths the name ‘Jonah’.
Dathon nods.
She’s going to save him from cumming in front of these older girls he’ll be in school with soon!
At least they won’t see THAT!
Dathon closes his eyes.
“Marnie’s hand is Jonah’s hand! Marnie’s hand is Jonah’s hand!
Marnie is Jonah!
Marnie is Jonah!
Dathon feels fingertips gently squeeze his penis.
In his mind, naked Jonah stands before him, his little hairless penis wobbles slightly.
Jonah extends his hand and kneels to touch Dathon.
He winces as he feels Jonah’s hand on his privates!

Marnie kneels before Dathon.
“Hoh!” She gasps.
This close-
This angle-
The last time Marnie touched Dathon’s penis, it was just a graze before he went off and shrunk!
Marnie doesn’t want a repeat this time.
She wants she and her friends to enjoy this fully!
She want’s to make Dathon cum, but she wants to work for it!
Marnie knows Dathon is a ‘handful’ based on her visual assessment and Sam’s ‘hands on’ assessment.
Marnie is determined to feel that ‘handful of Dathon’.
Dathon’s penis stands, perfectly straight and erect.
Marnie slowly reaches, keeping her other hand tucked in her lap.

Jill and Millie’s very breath freezes in their lungs as they see Marnie’s fist engulf Dathon’s shaft.

“Eep!” Marnie lets out the slightest, highest pitch yelp as she wraps her fingers around Dathon’s shaft.
The butt of her hand rests against his tight balls-
The smooth mushroom head pokes out above her thumb.
Dathon really is a perfect ‘fist full’!
Marnie can feel the resistance as Dathon’s penis lifts against her fingers.
This!
THIS is what touching a penis is like!
It fits perfectly in her hand!
Marnie’s body tingles as a thought shoots through her.
She wants to feel it cum!
“Oh!” Marnie gasps.
Dathon’s penis is twitching!
She squeezes gently.
The firmness is softening!
In a moment of lust, Marnie slowly begins stroking.
For one glorious moment, she feels the skin slide over the stiff tissue below.
By the time she tugs again, Dathon’s penis stretches in her hand.
“Mmmmmarnieeeee.” Dathon moans softly.
Marnie shivers as a little wetness leaks into her panties.
She gulps as she lets go of Dathon’s penis.
“Whoa!” The girls gasp as Dathon’s penis droops and shrivels.
Marnie stands, trying to compose herself.

“She made it little!” Millie gasps.
“Shhh!” Jill shushes her.

“Fshooooo!” Dathon exhales, tugging and stretching his limp penis.
“Hah! Wow!” Carly yelps.
“Ah!” Dathon yelps, blushing.
But he keeps his hands at his sides.
Marnie places her hands on Dathon’s shoulders.
“I am SO proud of you, Dathe!” She sighs and smiles.
Dathon blushes deeper.
“So…” Sam cocks an eyebrow and puts her hands on her hips.
“You just pictured that kid ‘Jonas’ or whatever touching you?”
Dathon clenches.
“Jonah.” Marnie corrects, facing Sam.
Sam steps forward.
“Hmmmm.” Sam cocks an eyebrow.
“Sam?” Marnie asks suspiciously.
Sam looks at Marnie, Carly, Vicky and Kat-
All INCREDIBLY attractive teens in their own rite.
She smirks and looks at Dathon.
“So then, Dathe…” Sam crosses her arms. “Do you think you can ‘stay’ soft if we keep touching it?”
“Um,” Dathon trembles.
“Of course he can.” Marnie smiles and nods.
“Oh?” Sam kneels in front of Dathon.
He clenches and relaxes and clenches his fists again.
Marnie kneels next to Sam.
“Dathon’s a nudist. Of course he can stay soft.” Marnie winks up at him.
Dathon takes Marnie’s support to heart.
But, he’s never been in a situation like this with so many hot older teen girls!
“Let’s see about that.” Sam smirks.

[Jeepman89]

Such an exciting chapter! I have no idea how Dathon was able to control himself and not cum for them!

[NudeBaG]

Such an exciting chapter! I have no idea how Dathon was able to control himself and not cum for them!

The “Marnie Method”

[Jeepman89]

Marnie method yes but with all those cute girls manhandling him??? Willpower for sure.

[NudeBaG]

“Let’s see about that.” Sam smirks.
Dathon stands, now free of being held, yet still trapped, with the gorgeous, curvy blonde knelt in front of him.
And next to her, smiling up at him in encouragement is Marnie.
“Go ahead, Dathe, think of Jonah, IF you can.” Sam taunts as she reaches forward.
Dathon closes his eyes.
“Hah!” He feels Sam’s soft hand engulf his limp penis completely.
Sam gently squeezes and slowly tugs.
“Unnnnnng!” Dathon moans.
“Hohohoho!” Sam chuckles. “This is gonna be fun!”
Sam shifts to gently squish the head of Dathon’s penis in her fingertips.
She gently pinches all the way down the spongey shaft to the base.
She lets go and rubs the smooth skin along his groin where his few pubes had been.
Dathon’s limp penis dangles as Sam lets her fingers slide under his tight balls.
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
“You know, from down here, if I didn’t know it was Dathon, I’d think this was probably some 10 year old’s little dick and balls I was playing with.” Sam remarks.
“Hey!” Dathon and Marnie yelp in unison.
Marnie actually slaps Sam in the back of the head.
“Ow! What?!” Sam gasps.
“Sam! Do NOT be mean to my little brother!” Marnie is about to end the experiment right then and there when Sam speaks.
Dathon’s eyes had popped open at Sam’s remark about his hairless genitals.
“Relax, it’s just ‘cause he’s limp. See?” Sam wiggles her fingers beneath Dathon’s balls, causing his penis to wiggle.
Sam smirks up at him.
“We know Dathe is a grower.”

“Grower?” Millie whispers.
“Erection.” Jill squirms.
Both girls grin excitedly.

“So, Dathe, let’s see if you can keep yourself from growing.”
Sam begins gently massaging Dathon’s balls.
Dathon closes his eyes again.
He desperately begins picturing Jonah!
Sam palms Dathon’s balls while the crook of her thumb and index gently close around the base of his penis.
He feels the heat coming off of Sam’s hand.
With the tips of her fingers, Sam rubs the smooth skin above the base of Dathon’s penis.
Dathon squeezes his eyes shut.
All he sees is blackness, and all he feels is Sam touching him in the most sexually explicit way he’s ever felt!
All these beautiful teens are watching him be fondled, naked, by one of their friends!
“Ope!” Sam chirps.
Dathon feels her grip shift with a little squeeze at the base of his penis.
She squeezes once-
“Mmm.” Dathon feels it.
Twice-
“Wow!” Carly whispers.
Thrice-
“That fast?!” Kat gasps.
“I guess he can’t.” Vicky whispers.
Dathon opens his eyes.
Sam is still on her knees, biting her bottom lip as she holds her hand against his balls, her thumb and index around the base of his incredibly erect penis!
Sam grins up at him.
“I told ya you were a grower. And in record time, too! Hmhm!”
Dathon begins panting.
“Dathe. Wow.” Even Marnie is stunned.
“Say, Dathe,” Sam looks back at his penis.
She gently, carefully moves her hand to fully fist Dathon’s penis, leaving nothing but the head exposed.
“-how close are you, right now?”
Sam cocks an eyebrow.
“Sam?” Marnie warns.
“I just wanna know if I should move.” Sam smirks.
“Oooooo! Are you gonna make him shoot?!” Kat asks excitedly.
“N-No! Please!” Dathon begs.
Before he can pull away, Sam tightens her grip.
“Nuh uh!” She holds him firm.
“Not yet. I just wanna know.” Sam repeats.
“How close are you?” Sam asks again.
“C-Close.” Dathon mumbles.
“Mhm. But ‘how’ close?” Sam asks.
“Wha-?” Dathon mumbles dumbly, drunk on the building tension.
“How close are you Dathon? Tell me. Use your words.” Sam grins.
“Sam.” Marnie says more stearnly.
Still holding the entirety of Dathon’s erect penis in her hand, Sam squeezes.
“Mmmmm!” Dathon moans.
Sam gives Dathon one excruciatingly slow tug, stretching the skin near the head of his penis taught.
“I’m-I’m-! Ah!” Dathon tenses.
Sam releases.
Dathon squirms.
His penis angles straight up again, twitching.

“Close?” Jill whispers.
Millie just keeps staring.

“Shwoooo!” Sam stands, putting her hands on her hips.
Dathon convulses, awkwardly hovering his hands around his penis.
He doesn’t dare touch himself right now!
Carly and Vicky each lean in and examine Dathon’s erection.
“I’ll be right back.” Marnie says.
Jill pulls Millie back from the slats on the stair railing as Marnie passes.
The girls hold their breath until Marnie reaches the kitchen.
Jill and Millie immediately lock in on Dathon’s erection again.

Sam gently swipes her finger up the underside of Dathon’s erect penis.
“You know Dathe, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a nudist get a boner.” She taunts.
Dathon trembles.
“I-I can’t help it.” He mumbles.
Dathon knows he should cover up.
He should leave.
He should think about Jonah.
But ogling Marnie’s hot friends is too enticing!
“Why not?” Sam smirks.
“Hah!” Kat gasps. “Are you a pervert?!”
“NO! No! I swear!” Dathon clenches.
“Ew! Dathon, no! I thought you were more mature than that!” Carly crosses her arms over her slight chest.
“Oh man! Yeah, Dathe! We didn’t come over here just so you could show off your boner!” Vicky also crosses her arms.
“Awwww! Come on Vicky! I heard you earlier. You said it was cute!” Sam taunts.
“Sam!” Vicky blushes.
“This is for ‘just in case’.” Marnie returns holding a roll of paper towel.
“Pfft! Yeah right. He’s cumming for sure!” Sam scoffs.
“Sam!” Marnie gasps.
“What?” Sam shrugs, annoyed.
“I-I can-“ Dathon gulps. “I can go to my room for a bit and-“
“Dathon,” Marnie turns her attention back to him. “You know ‘that’ isn’t an option. Deb isn’t here and you and I are spending time with my friends.”
“Then, can WE just go and-“ Dathon cuts himself off, not wanting to admit to jerking off for Marnie in front of all her friends.
Marnie shakes her head.
“ ‘What’ isn’t an option?” Carly asks.
Marnie can’t help but smirk.
“Oooooh!” Sam grins. “Marnie told me about ‘that’ over the phone.”
“What?!” Carly asks, becoming frustrated.
“You told?!” Dathon yelps in hurt shock.
“Only Sam.” Marnie glares at Sam.
Marnie softens and mouths ‘sorry’ to Dathon.
“Yeah, and besides, Dathe, I don’t want you to jerk-off.” Sam says proudly.
Carly, Vicky and Kat gasp and stare at Dathon in shock.
“Oh! Oh my god!” Carly covers her ears.
“Hmhmhmhm!” Kat giggles.
“Dathon?!” Vicky gasps.

“Jerk-off?” Millie asks.
Jill just keeps staring, the sexually charged scene has her full attention.

“No no, Dathe. No jerking off.” Sam smirks.
“Really?” Kat asks, surprised.
“Really.” Sam nods.
“Fshooo.” Dathon exhales in relief.
At least he’ll be spared ‘that’ humiliation.
“Yes, really. No jerking off. I mean, it WOULD be funny to see how you do it, though.” Sam pauses. “Actually, give us a preview. A teaser.” She grins.
“Huh?” Dathon gulps.
“Sam, no.” Marnie says.
She doesn’t want Dathon to have to degrade himself for them.
Then Marnie realizes an opportunity to delay that ultimate degradation.
“Unless, Dathe?” She gets his attention.
She mouths the name ‘Jonah’.
Realizing the opportunity Marnie is presenting him with, Dathon nods and closes his eyes.
“I um, I usually do it laying down.” He mumbles.
“Hmmm.” Sam looks at the floor and steps back.
“Go ahead!” She smiles and nods.
“Wait! Seriously?!” Vicky yelps.
“Oooo! Hmhmhm!” Kat giggles.
Carly sits on the couch.
“Oh, um,” Dathon sits on the floor, then lays back.
His penis angles to hover over his stomach, pointing to his face.
“Hmhmhm!” Sam chuckles kneeling next to him. “You look taller laying down.”
“Huh?” Dathon asks.
“Sam!” Carly chirps.
“Never mind. On with the show!” Sam grins.
“Oh, um-“ Dathon gingerly pinches his penis like normal.
“Mmmmm.” Already, he can feel the tingles starting.
He’s not going to last long in this position.
The girls are all watching and squirming.
Just before he begins tugging, Sam tosses him an unexpected life line.
“Do it slow. No cumming yet. If you feel like you’re about to squirt, stop.” She instructs. “This is just a preview. I just wanna see how you do it.”
Slow!
Of course!
If Dathon does it slow, he’ll have more time to go soft!
He won’t lose it!
He’ll be able to control it again!
Dathon closes his eyes.
He doesn’t dare look at the girls as he does this.
He pinches his penis between his thumb, index, middle and ring, letting his pinky float.
Dathon pictures himself laying on the floor as he is now, but instead of 5 gorgeous teens watching him, it’s a naked Jonah kneeling next to him.
Instead of Dathon’s fingers on his penis, it’s Jonah’s fingers!
Dathon begins slowly working his fingers, tugging his erect penis.

“Oh my god!” Carly yelps.
“Oooooo! This is so naughty!” Kat coos.
“Wow.” Vicky sighs.
“You guys, be quiet.” Marnie says, knowing Dathon is trying to concentrate.

Jill and Millie have their heads pressed against the bars of the railing.
Both girls are practically drooling as they watch the forbidden display being put on by their older brother.
Jill wants to reach into her panties and tickle herself.
Both girls are taking notes.
They watch Dathon’s fingers slowly move along the shaft of his stiff penis.
They both wish they could see closer.

“Hmmm.” Sam tilts, examining Dathon’s ‘method’.
“Just your fingers, then?” She asks.
“Huh?” Dathon asks, pausing.
“Sam?” Marnie asks, nervously.
“It’s just funny. I thought most guys used their whole hand.” Sam shrugs.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
“Maybe Dathon isn’t big enough for more than a ‘handshake’ though.” Sam smirks.
“Sam!” Marnie hisses.
“I know,” Sam smirks. “Let’s see.” She looks around at the 4 other girls.
“I’m sure we’d all like to know which Dathon prefers, right? Fingers or fist?” Sam asks.
The girls share looks of confusion.
“Obviously, for himself, he prefers fingers.” Sam nods at his penis, pinched in his fingers.
Dathon lets go, blushing as his erect penis twitches.
“So, let’s find out.” Sam grins.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
“Relax Dathe, this’ll be easy. All you have to do is let us each pinch and then fist your cock and then tell us which feels better. Got it? Hmhm!” Sam giggles.
“I-I don’t think-“ Dathon starts.
“Obviously, we need you to stay hard for this, so no thinking about Jon or whoever.” Sam instructs.
“Jonah.” Marnie corrects.
“Fine. No thinking about ‘Jonah’. When one of us is touching you, I want you to know who it is.” Sam says, a taunting glint in her eye.

“They’re gonna touch his penis!” Milli hisses excitedly.
Jill nods, unable to speak as she works her fingers into her waistband.

“Just, be careful, guys.” Marnie warns.
“Yeah. JUST touch, don’t move. I don’t want Dathe to squirt yet.” Sam smirks.
“Oh jeez.” Vicky shivers.
“I’ll start.” Sam purrs as she hovers her hand over Dathon’s erect penis.
“So Dathe,” Sam wiggles her fingers.
“Fingers?” Sam gently rests her fingers along the exposed underside of Dathon’s penis, then slides her thumb to the topside.
Dathon pants and looks down as Sam gently grips his erect penis!
She angles to point at the ceiling, then back to horizontal.
“Or fist?” Sam shifts her grip to gently, yet fully engulf the shaft of Dathon’s penis.
Seeing a hot teen like Sam fully grip his penis in her fist is almost too much.
“F-Fist! FIST!” Dathon yelps arching his back as Sam lets go.
“Hah!” The girls gasp.
“Hehehehe!” Sam giggles as she tucks her hands in her lap.
“That’s one for fist. Who’s next?” Sam asks.
Marnie hops to Dathon’s other side and kneels.
Sam now really has touched Dathon more than her!
“I’m going next.” Marnie glares at Sam.
“Awww!” Kat pouts.
“Wait, seriously?!” Vicky gasps.
Marnie shoots her a look.
“Oh boy.” Carly gulps.
“M-Marn-?!” Dathon looks at her, pleadingly.

“Marnie’s next?!” Millie gasps.
“Shhhh!” Jill quiets her little sister, never taking her eyes off the scene.

“Relax, Dathe.” Marnie smiles sweetly.
She looks at Dathon’s erect penis.
She can’t help but lick her lips.
She’s going to touch it again and NOT make him go soft!
She looks at Dathon.
His eyes are shut tight.
“Dathon, look at me.” She says reassuringly.
“Yeah! You gotta watch, Dathe!” Sam reminds him.
Dathon looks at Marnie.
She smiles sweetly.
“Fingers?” Marnie gently rests her fingers along the underside of Dathon’s shaft.
Dathon’s whole body trembles.
He can’t picture Jonah!
This IS Marnie!
“Or,” Marnie whispers, breathily. “Fist?”
With the care of a loved one, Marnie lets her fingers curl around Dathon’s shaft.
“H-h-h-h-o-o.” She and Dathon both shiver and exhale.
“F-f-f-f-f-“ Dathon’s eyes roll back as he tenses.
“Fist! Unnng! Fist!” Dathon nods aggressively.
Marnie knows she has to let go, but-
What if?
What if she gives him a tug?
No.
Marnie releases Dathon’s penis.
Dathon smacks the floor as his ropey boy muscles tense.
Marnie replays when her simple touch to the side of Dathon’s penis had set him off.
Now, she’d gotten to hold an erect penis in her hand!

“Hooooo.” Jill breathes as she watches Marnie touch and grab Dathon’s penis!
She’s been rubbing herself as the scene plays out, exploring the thrill of pre-pubescent masturbation.

“You okay there, Dathe?” Sam smirks. “Looks like you almost popped in your sister’s hand. Ha!”
Dathon winces.
“Sam!” Marnie slaps her shoulder.
“Ow!” Sam yelps. “Hehehe!” She chuckles. “Ow.” She rubs her shoulder.
“My turn!” Kat chirps.
“Ready Dathon?” She asks in an excited, high voice.
Dathon shakes his head.
“Give ‘im a sec, Kat. No need to rush. Carly and Vicky still need a touch.” Sam grins.
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
“Yup. We need the full sample set. So far, we’ve got 2 for fist, zip for fingers.” Sam nods.
Dathon closes his eyes panting.
“Not picturing Jonah, right?” Sam asks.
Dathon shakes his head.
After being fondled by both Sam AND his own sister, as well as the anticipation of being touched by 3 more hot girls, Dathon is pretty sure no amount of visualization will help him go soft.
“Fshoooooooo!” Dathon exhales.
“Eyes open, Dathe.” Sam says.
He opens them.
“Go ahead, Kat.” Sam nods
“Ooo! Okay!” Kat scoots closer.
Dathon notices her cleavage in the ‘u’ of her tank top.
Sam and Kat are definitely the ‘bustiest’ of Marnie’s friends.
“So,” Kat bats her eyes. “Fffffffffingers?”
She reaches forward and gently grips Dathon’s shaft.
She unintentionally slides her fingers along the most sensitive spot, just beneath the head of Dathon’s penis.
“Mmmmmmuuuuunnnnnnggg!” Dathon groans as his whole body tenses!
His penis throbs!
“Oh!” Kat gasps and pulls her hand back.
Dathon feels the ‘hot sting’ flowing into his penis.
He feels his balls tighten.
His abs hurt from the strain, but he relaxes.
“Hah! Hah! Hah!” He pants.
“Shit! Come on!” Sam pouts.
“I think we’re done.” Marnie says.
“No!” Dathon yelps. “Just-“
Dathon squeezes his eyes shut. “Just gimme-“
The girls look on as Dathon pants.
Dathon absolutely does NOT want to lose it in front of Marnie’s friends.
But…
Being fondled by so many hot girls…
“Fshooooo!” Dathon calms.
The feeling of impending orgasm subsides.
“Can I keep going?” Kat asks.
Dathon looks at her and nods.
Sam smirks.
“Don’t pop yet, Dathe.”
Kat, this time, rests her palm on the underside of Dathon’s shaft.
“Orrrrrrr? Fist.”
Her fingers gently curl around Dathon’s penis.
“Fuuuuuuh-!” Dathon moans.
“Dathe?!” Marnie gasps at the near expletive.
“Fist! Fist!” Dathon pants, nodding aggressively.
“Hehe! Yay!” Kat pulls her hand back.
“Damn! Is this gonna be a shut out?” Sam jokes. “That’s 3 for fist.”

As Jill continues to secretly rub herself, Millie is alternating hand motions, imagining Dathon’s penis.
“Fingers? Or fist?”

“Okay! Carly? Vicky? Who’s up?” Sam asks.
Vicky and Carly look at one another.
“Um,” Vicky scoots closer. “Marnie? You’re sure it’s okay if we touch your brother like this?”
“Pffft! A little late for that now, isn’t it?” Sam scoffs.
Marnie sighs.
“Dathon needs to learn to control himself. I think, ultimately, this WILL help, so…”
Marnie and Dathon share a look.
Marnie is clearly feeling guilty, but her teenage hormones are raging.
Dathon is feeling intense embarassment and shame, but he’s crossed a point of no return.
He desperately wants to calm himself-
Prove that his devotion to nudism can overcome his raging teenage hormones-
But…
Dathon nods.
“Go ahead.” Marnie sighs.
Vicky extends her slender arm.
With her other hand, she brushes her long dark hair behind her ear.
“F-Fingers?” She mumbles as she gently runs her index finger along the underside of Dathon’s penis.
“Mmmmmm!” Dathon trembles and moans.
“Oh!” Vicky keeps running her finger up and down.
“Gah! It really IS smooth!” She whispers.
Dathon clenches his fists and curves his back a bit, flexing his abs.
He can’t take much more!
“Or fist?” Vicky gently closes her fingers around his penis.
The heat eminating from it is remarkable.
Vicky almost pulls her hand away, but whereas most heat carries the threat of being burned, this heat has her wanting to hold on!
“Fiiiiiiiiiiist!” Dathon moans.
Vicky pulls her hand back.
Dathon clenches everything!
The girls watch his ropey boy muscles tense, his toes curl, and his stiff penis twitch.
Dathon hasn’t stopped straining when Sam speaks.
“4 for fist, huh? When I saw the way Dathon tugged himself, I figured fingers would win.”
Sam looks at Carly.
“Looks like you’ll give us the definitive answer, Carls.”
“Um,” Carly gulps. “I don’t know.”
Dathon looks at Carly, the one girl here who hasn’t touched him yet.
“He’s already picked ‘fist’ each time. That’s pretty definitive, isn’t it?” She squirms.
“Yeah, but maybe it’ll be different with you.” Sam smirks.
“Huh?” Everyone asks, looking at Sam.
“What?” She asks.
“What do you mean ‘different’?” Marnie asks.
Sam nods at Cat.
“We know Dathon likes it better when Cat uses her fist rather than just her fingers.” Sam then nods at Marnie. “Same with Marn, me and Vicky.”
Sam looks at Carly.
“But maybe he’ll choose ‘fingers’ with you.” She smirks.

“Hah!” Jill gasps as she feels the first wave of prepubescent orgasm crest.
This game of ‘spy’ has given her a wealth of new information.
“Mmm.” Millie lets out a squeek as she grinds along the edge of one of the stairs.

Carly and Dathon look at one another.
Dathon will be in school with her soon.
She knows what his penis looks like now-
ALL these girls do.
But she’s the only one who doesn’t know what it FEELS like.
What will Dathon choose?
Her fingers?
Or her fist?
Carly slowly reaches forward.
“F-Fingers?”
She gently pinches Dathon’s penis in her thumb and index.
“Hah!” She and Dathon gasp as she lets her middle, ring and pinky rest on the smooth underside of Dathon’s shaft!
She just holds still, processing that she’s touching a stiff penis.
Dathon’s body goes as rigid as is his erection.
Spurred on by teenage hormones, Carly lets her fingers close around Dathon’s shaft.
“Or- Huh?!” Carly gasps.
“Fist! Fist! Fi-ih-hissssssst! Ung!” Dathon moans and convulses.
Carly pulls her hand away, and as she does, a clear string of fluid droops from her thumb, trailing from Dathon’s penis.
Dathon writhes, clenching everything, hovering his hands around his genitals, but not daring to touch them!
“Dathe?” Marnie gets up and kneels closer to him.
“Jonah. Think of Jonah!” She whispers.
Dathon cant form a coherent sentence.
He’s teetering on edge of what feels like a world ending orgasm!
“Ew!” Carly stands, wagging her hand as she picks up the paper towel.
“Okay, okay!” Sam stands up. “Well, I think that settles it! I’ll bet Dathon uses a fist from now on! Ha!” She chuckles.
Marnie stands and takes Sam by the arm, pulling her to the kitchen.

Jill leans back, pushing Millie back as well as Marnie and Sam pass by the stairs.
Catching her breath, Jill pulls her hand from her pants and tries to calm down.
With 2 less girls blocking the view, Jill and Millie go back to observing the erotically charged scene.

Dathon remains laying still.
Carly finishes wiping her hand then kneels again with Vicky and Kat.
“C-Carly?” He mumbles. “I’m sorry.”
“Huh?” Carly looks confused.
“I didn’t mean to-“ Dathon again hovers his hand over his penis, still not daring to risk contact.
“Oh!” Carly blushes. “Um, I guess with all the touching-“ She gulps.
“Hehe! I just thought we were going to get to SEE a naked boy.” Kat chuckles. “But touching is fun, too!”
“Hah! Um!” Dathon shifts nervously.
“Jeez! I can’t believe we all just did that!” Vicky shivers.
“I know.” Carly shakes her head. “Dathon, sorry for interrupting your nudism.”
“Oh! Um,” Dathon looks around at the 3 older teen beauties.
He looks at his stiff penis.
Carly already got him to leak, and it was mortifying!
He can’t let himself cum in front of them!
He’ll be in school with them soon!
Dathon closes his eyes.
He attempts to conjure a scenario with Jonah.
He reaches down and gently pinches his penis.
“Oh!” Carly gasps.
“Whoa!” Vicky whispers.
“Hmhm!” Cat chuckles.
“Um, Dathon?” Carly mumbles.
“Sh-sh-sh-h-h-h. Please.” Dathon whispers.
Dathon gives 1 tug as he pictures Jonah kneeling next to him, pinching his penis.
Then, Dathon pictures Jonah wrapping his entire hand around his penis.
The girls watch as Dathon’s hand mirrors Jonah’s in his mind.

“Sam!” Marnie hisses as she pulls her into the kitchen.
“How far are you going to go?! I didn’t invite you guys over just to fondle my little brother!” She scolds.
“Pfft! Too late for that!” Sam scoffs.
“Seriously! You’re making me regret inviting you!” Marnie scowls.
“Why? Because now you have to share Dathon with me?” Sam smirks.
“Wha-?!” Marnie gasps.
“I see the way you look at his dick. It’s just the same as the rest of us! He’s a fun little plaything, for sure. You just don’t want to share.” Sam grins, smugly.
“That is absolutely NOT true!” Marnie blushes.
“Oh?” Sam crosses her arms. “Then you won’t mind if I make him squirt.” She shrugs.
“Sam!” Marnie gasps.
“What? You’ve already seen it, right? Well I wanna see it, too.” Sam says. “Kat definitely does, too. I’m sure Vicky and Carly are thinking the same thing.”
“That is NOT what this is about! We’re supposed to be-“ Marnie argues, but Sam cuts her off.
“Yeah yeah! ‘helping Dathe with his nudism’ blah, blah.” Sam mocks. “Well, if he can’t help getting a boner, maybe it’s time to give him a ‘helping hand’ with it.” Sam grins.
Marnie glares.
“Sam, you know how close he’s gotten already!” Marnie scowls.
“Yeah, I do. And he’ll get closer and closer until I make him pop.” Sam grins. “I don’t know why you’re so uptight about this, Marn. This was your idea in the first place.”
Marnie frowns.
It was true.
She’d concocted this with her sisters for the exact purpose of showing Dathon off.
The guise of ‘helping Dathon with his nudism’ was all but eroded.
“Look, you and I can stand here and argue all you want, in the meantime, our friends are out there with Dathon, and I think it’s time we got back, too. Don’t you?” Sam points.
Marnie had almost forgotten the 3 other horney teenage girls she’d left unattended with her naked brother.
Marnie herself is horned up beyond anything so far.
The idea of seeing Dathon orgasm again, this time with an audience of her friends is too intoxicating.
“Look, Sam,” Marnie holds up a finger. “Just-“ She pushes her sensibilities down. “Just don’t be mean. Got it?”
Sam grins.
“Of course. Dathe’s a cutey! I’ll only tease him a bit.” She winks.

The 3 teens and and 2 pre-teens on the stairs watch as Dathon manipulates his erect penis with his eyes closed.
Vicky and Carly are particularly impressed with the way it looks when Dathon moves his thumb to the base and angles it to point to the ceiling.
“Whatcha thinking, Dathe?” Kat grins.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
“Oh! Your friend, right?” Carly asks.
Dathon winces, but nods.
“That’s so cute! Hmhm!” Kat chuckles.
“Do you think about your friend a lot?” Vicky asks as she gently runs her index finger along the the underside of Dathon’s penis.
Dathon convulses at the contact.
“Please!” Dathon begs.
He forces himself to shut out the 3 girls.
He uses that last contact of Vicky’s finger to kick start the visualization.
In his mind, Jonah kneels beside him.
The 3 girls are still there watching, however.
Dathon cant get them to disappear.
They watch as Jonah gently holds Dathon’s penis in his fingers.
The idea of these beautiful older girls watching another naked boy touch him is humiliating!
“Hahhhhhh.” Dathon sighs as he feels his penis begin to soften.
“Whoa!” Carly sighs.
“Ooooo!” Kat coos.
Vicky watches in shock as Dathon’s penis flops in his fingers.
Dathon relaxes and opens his eyes.
He lets go and sits up.
“Awww!” Kat pouts.
Dathon stands up.
He did it!
He saved himself from cumming in front of Marnie’s friends!

“Hah!” Jill gasps as she fights the urge to touch herself more.
As Dathon holds his penis still, Jill and Millie watch as it begins to shrink and flop.
“His erection stopped!” Millie points.
“Yeah.” Jill whispers, not understanding everything she’s witnessing, but wanting desperately to participate herself.
Jill again pushes she and Millie back as Sam and Marnie return.

“Oh! What happened?!” Sam gasps, seeing Dathon standing with a limp penis.
“Did we miss it?!” Sam yelps hopping over to Dathon.
“You didn’t miss anything, Sam.” Carly scolds. “We just gave Dathon a break.”
“You let ‘im go limp?!” Sam points.
Marnie looks at Dathon.
Dathon just smiles and nods.
Marnie smiles back, proud of her little brother.
“Relax, Sam. Doesn’t this make things more fun?” Marnie smirks.
Sam cocks an eyebrow and crosses her arms.
“I guess it DOES mean more touching.” She smirks.
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
Sam steps up to him.
“So, Marnie says she invited us over to help you with your nudism.”
Dathon looks at Marnie.
Marnie nods.
“Well I DEFINITELY want to help, Dathe.” Sam grins.
She looks at the other girls.
“We all do, right?” She asks.
Carly and Vicky smile and nod.
“Hmhm!” Kat chuckles as she nods aggressively.
“I’m not gonna lie, Dathon.” Sam glances at Marnie. “When Marnie told me about your dick, I couldn’t WAIT to get my hand on it.”
“Hah!” Dathon gasps, looking at Marnie.
Marnie winces and looks sheepish.
Sam catches the look.
She can’t resist twisting the screws on both siblings.
“We all know about you using that ‘Jonah’ kid to stay soft.” Sam gestures to Dathon’s limp penis.
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
“It’s a good tool, really. On a nudist beach, I bet it’ll work great. But you’re not ‘on’ a nudist beach, are you?” Sam smirks.
She steps closer to Dathon.
“We also know about Marnie making you shoot.” She whispers.
“Hah!” Carly and Vicky gasp.
Dathon goes pale.
Sam takes a step back.
“Dathon, I’m going to touch you now. I’m going to touch you until you’re nice and hard.”
“Huh?” Dathon gulps.
“Then, I’m gonna let you think about Jonah.” Sam smirks.
Dathon blushes.
“Then, once you’re dick is nice and tiny again,” Sam looks at her friends. “Carly’ll take a turn.”
“Hey!” Carly yelps.
“Awww!” Kat pouts.
“Or whoever, Gah! It doesn’t matter.” Sam shakes her head.
“Please! No!” Dathon pleads, covering with his hands.
Sam puts her hands on Dathon’s shoulders.
“Oh relax, Dathe. You’re a nudist, right? What’s a little ‘touching’ as long as you can control yourself?” Sam smirks.
Dathon shuts his eyes, tight.
“No no, Dathe.” Sam touches his cheak.
Dathon opens his eyes to look into Sam’s blue eyes.
“You look at me while I touch you. I want you to KNOW it’s me.” She purrs.
Dathon keeps his eyes fixed in Sam’s.
Sam traces his colarbone, down his sternum, to his navel.
She circles his little innie with her middle finger.
Dathon trembles.
“Jeez, Sam.” Carly whispers.
“Here we go, Dathe.” Sam smirks.
She moves his hands aside.
“Mmmm.” Sam hums.
She runs the fingers of both hands along the base of Dathon’s penis and the valley’s of his groin.
With one hand, she lets her fingers run beneath his tight balls.
With the other, she gently grips his penis in the crook of her thumb and index.
“Hah! Ung!” Dathon shudders and shuts his eyes.
“No no.” Sam squeezes the base of his penis.
Dathon’s eyes pop wide.
“Go ahead Dathon. Look down.” Sam smirks wickedly.
Dathon does.
His eyes glance over Sam’s ample bossom before following her arm down to her hand which has her thumb and index finger holding his penis at the base.
“Mmmmmmm!” Dathon moans.
“That’s right Dathon. Look at that.” Sam purrs. “My hand is on your dick.”
Dathon is looking.
Sam lets her middle, ring and pinky fingers thrumb Dathon’s limp penis.
“Oh! Hah!” Dathon shivers.
Sam’s touching is purposefully erotic, and Dathon’s penis reacts accordingly.
“Oop! Here we go!” Sam grins, letting her fingers close around Dathon’s stiffening penis.
He feels the heat of Sam’s hand-
The friction on the head of his penis as it slides along Sam’s skin as it swells with the rest of it.
Dathon watches as the head of his penis pokes out from beneath Sam’s hand.
“There’s that nice fist full.” Sam purrs, giving Dathon’s erect penis a good squeeze.
“Mmmm!” Dathon moans, giving a little thrust.
“Ah ah ah.” Sam releases and steps back.
Unbeknownced to the rest of the girls, it took a feat of shear will to not finish Dathon off right then and there.
But Sam is just getting started.
Dathon watches as Sam steps back.
“Um,” Carly looks flustered.
Vicky appears to be shivering.
“Ooooo! Dathe’s got another boner!” Kat grins.
Marnie looks upset but nods at Dathon.
“Okay, Dathe.” Sam sits on the floor in front of him, eye level with his erect penis.
“Go ahead and get limp again.” She sighs.
“Um,” Dathon wants desperately to run to his room-
Maybe he’d drag Marnie with him, maybe not-
Dathon feels he’s reaching a limit, for sure.
This is NOT what nudism is about!
“I think it’s moving!” Carly gasps.
Dathon squeezes his eyes shut.
He clenches and unclenches as he conjures a vision of Jonah.
He gently holds his erect penis near the base, as the rest of his member is becoming too sensitive.

“Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!” Jill gently gasps as she rubs herself a bit more out of frustration.
She wants so very badly to join Marnie and her friends, who seem to get to take turns touching Dathon’s penis!
She’s logging all of this away for when her friends get to come over.
She knows that Dathon getting an erection is ‘bad’, but it seems to be these girls’ goal, especially the blonde one!
“Mmmm.” Millie moans quietly as she rubs along the stair.
“Millie! Shhh!” Jill hushes her little sister who seems to be equally frustrated.

In Dathon’s mind, he pictures Jonah.
Both of them are naked.
“Why are you always stiff when you see me?” Jonah smirks, putting his hands on his hips.
“Huh?” Dathon gasps.
His imagined vision of his friend talked?!
Jonah steps forward.
“Alright. Guess I better take care of this.”
He reaches down and grips Dathon’s penis at the base.
Dathon feels it where his own hand is.

“My hand is Jonah’s hand.” Dathon whispers.
“Hah!” The girls gasp.
“Hmhmhm!” Sam chuckles. “So it’s true!”
“Sam! Sh!” Marnie hisses.
Dathon ignores the outside voices.

He looks down as Jonah grips his erect penis.
With his free hand Dathon gently rubs his smooth groin.
Jonah does the same in his mind.
“This is nice and smooth. They shaved you?” Jonah asks. “It makes your penis look bigger.”
Jonah moves his hand to fully grip Dathon’s shaft.
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans as his penis immediately reacts.
“Haaaaaaaah. Oh well.” Jonah sighs as Dathon’s penis goes limp in his hand.
Dathon feels it.
He’s going flaccid again.

Even Sam can’t help but be entranced as she watches up close as Dathon’s penis droops and then shrivels.
Dathon opens his eyes as he moves his hand away.
“Hah!” He yelps and covers, seeing Sam grinning at eye level with his penis.
Sam stands.
“Okay! Kat? I believe you called next?” She nods at Kat.
“Oooo! Yay!” She chirps.
Dathon sighs.
He looks down, fighting the urge to cover.
He can do this.
He has to be able to control himself better!
Still, having a hot teen like Sam and now, Kat touch him is the most intense ‘sexual’ experience of his young life.
These girls keep MAKING him hard!
Kat leans down and looks at Dathon’s limp penis.
“It’s so cute like this!” Kat chirps.
“Okay, Kat. Go for it. Feel ‘im up.” Sam smirks.
“Sam!” Marnie hisses.
Kat grins as she straightens up.
“I’m gonna touch your penis now, Dathe. Hmhm!”