At Home Nudism With Sisters

[Jeepman89]

Are nudists supposed to get boners??? LOL. Love it!

[NudeBaG]

Kat grins as she straightens up.
“I’m gonna touch your penis now, Dathe. Hmhm!”
Kat reaches down.
Dathon feels her fingers close as she fully fists his penis.
“Hehehe! It’s so squishy like this!” Kat chuckles.
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans.

Jill feels her pulse race as she watches this next girl fondle her older brother.
Millie squirms.
“Jill, I wet myself a bit.” Millie whispers in a trembling squeek.
“Me too.” She whispers. “It’s okay.”
“Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Jill asks.
“It just feels-“ Millie trembles.
“Let’s go put on our bikini bottoms.” Jill whispers hastilly.
“Oh!” Millie nods.
The 2 girls quietly scoot back up the stairs one at a time.

“Mmmmm.” Dathon moans as Kat grips his penis in her fist.
She lets go, then makes an ‘okay’ sign with her thumb and index.
She slips it around the head of Dathon’s flaccid penis and gently begins tugging, stretching it thin, then letting it retract.
“Hah-h-h-h-h!” Dathon lets out a trembling sigh.
Kat’s artificial red hair is incredibly shiny.
It’s not at all like Marnie’s natural reddish brown.
The color suits her though.
Hell, it’d suit any of Marnie’s friends.
Dathon looks down at Kat’s short body.
Her denim short shorts are rolled up, making them even shorter.
Her short legs are smooth and pale.
Dathon looks back up at Kat’s face.
She has an almost ‘goofy’ grin as she slowly tugs his limp penis.
Dathon wonders if that same ‘fire-engine’ red was applied to Kat’s pubes.
“Hah!” Kat gasps.
Dathon feels the stretching of his penis stop as it begins to stiffen.
“Yay!” Kat chirps, giving Dathon a couple extra tugs.
Dathon looks down as Kat lets go.
She kneels and leans in close to his hip, watching his penis twitch, expand and extend.
She rests her finger on the head of his penis as it angles upwards.
She gently presses down, making it flex and tense against her finger.
She then wraps her hand around the shaft.
“Uuuuuunnnnnnnng!” Dathon moans.
“Wow! Dathon!” Kat coos. “It’s hot!”

“Hurry, Mill!” Jill yelps, pulling her shorts and panties down at once.
Millie sifts through their hamper for the bikini’s they wore to play in the sprinkler.
“Jill? Is this naughty?” Millie asks, retrieving both garments.
“Yeah.” Jill says, taking her bikini bottoms from Millie.
“But it’s fun, isn’t it?” Jill smiles.
“Hehehehe! Yeah!” Millie chuckles.
Slipping on their swimsuit bottoms, the girls hurry back to the stairs.

Kat holds Dathon’s hard penis in her hand.
She gives him a couple slow tugs.
“Ooooooooh!” Dathon moans and trembles.
“Kat?” Sam asks.
“Oh! Right! Sorry. Hmhm!” Kat chuckles as she lets go of Dathon’s erect penis.
“Okay Dathe, show time.” Sam smirks and nods at his penis.
Dathon looks at Marnie.
Marnie nods.
Dathon closes his eyes and conjures an image of Jonah.

“Back again?” Jonah smirks.
“Yeah.” Dathon looks down at his penis.
“Jeez, man. Why don’t you just cum already?” Jonah asks.
“No! I can’t let Marnie’s friends see that!” Dathon gasps.
“Well then, I guess we better get that under control.” Jonah nods.
He reaches down and grips Dathon’s penis.
“You know, I haven’t seen you cum either.” Jonah tilts his head, squeezing Dathon’s penis.
“And you won’t.” Dathon says as he feels his penis twitch.

“My hand is Jonah’s hand.” Dathon whispers to himself.
“You know, that’s kind of cool.” Sam remarks as they watch Dathon’s penis go limp.
“It really is! Dathon’s penis is so soft! The skin, I mean.” Kat chirps.
“Ahem.” Dathon grumbles.
“Shhhh. You guys, let Dathon get himself under control.” Marnie whispers.

Jill and Millie quietly sneak back down the stairs and position themselves behind the railing.
“Shoot!” Jill hisses. “That girl with the red hair is in the way!”
“It looks like Dathe is touching his penis!” Millie whispers.

“Hooooooooo.” Dathon exhales and lets go.
“See you in a bit, I guess.” Jonah smirks.
Dathon opens his eyes and looks down at his flaccid penis.
He then looks at Marnie and nods.
Marnie smiles.
“Okay, Dathe. Looks like you’re ready for the next round.” Sam grins.
“Carly, Vickie. Who’s up?” She looks at the 2 brunettes.
“Um, I’m good, I think.” Carly blushes. “I don’t think Dathon wants me to touch his penis.”
“Yeah right!” Sam scoffs.
“I’ll go.” Vicky blushes. “I think you chose ‘fingers’ last time, right?”
The tall brunette looks down at Dathon’s penis.
“Ooookaaaaay. So, heeere weee gooo.” She hums.
Dathon watches as Vicky’s slender arm extends and gently pinches his penis.
“H-h-h-h-oooooo.” Dathon lets out a breathy moan.
“This is so weird! Huh?” Vicky whispers. “But fun, too! Hmhm!”
Dathon looks at the tall brunette.
She’s absolutely beautiful!
This close, Dathon can tell, she’s definitely the prettiest out of Marnie’s friends.
Tall and skinny, like a model.
The realization that this girl is touching his penis kicks in.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
“This seriously feels wrong! Eeep!” Vicky chirps.
Dathon’s eyes follow Vicky’s slender arm down to her fingers, gently holding his penis.
“Awww! Come on Vicky! I KNOW you’ve been wanting to touch a cock for a while now!” Sam teases.
“Hey! Sam!” Vicky shoots her a look, but doesn’t let go of Dathon’s penis.
The movement, however, results in a light ‘tug’ that triggers a reaction.
“Ung!” Dathon grunts.
“Oh! Sorry Dathe!” Vicky looks back down, realizing she just tugged Dathon’s flaccid penis.
She gently squeezes a bit.
“Mmmmm.” Dathon moans softly as the reaction begins.
“Um,” Vicky watches as Dathon’s penis begins to expand and extend in her fingers. “The skin is so-“
Vicky just holds Dathon’s penis still as it grows.
“It’s so smooth.” Vicky whispers, gently running her fingers along Dathon’s erect penis.
“M-m-m-m-m-m-m.” Dathon trembles.
“Oh! Um, well-“ Vicky lets go as Dathon’s penis twitches.
“Alright, Dathe,” Sam sighs, putting her hands on her hips. “Go ahead. Picture your boy-toy or whatever.”
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
“Sam!” Marnie yelps.
“Relax. I’m only teasing.” Sam smirks.
“Mmmmmm!” Dathon moans.
“Dathe? You okay?” Marnie asks.
“Um,” Dathon looks at Marnie pleadingly.
“Dathon?” Carly asks.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.” Dathon says sheepishly.
“I-I um- Marnie? Can we talk for a sec?” He nods to the kitchen.
“Oh? Um, yeah. Sure, Dathe.” Marnie leads Dathon to the kitchen.
Jill and Millie hold their breath and freeze as they watch Dathon walk by with his erect penis sticking up.

Dathon turns to face Marnie as they enter the kitchen.
“Marnie, how much longer do I have to do this?!” Dathon whispers, wincing as he gently pinches his penis.
“Oh. Um, not sure. Carly was going to touch you next, though, I think. Is something wrong? You’re doing a really good job of controlling yourself.” Marnie smiles. “I’m proud of you.”
“Th-thanks. I’m trying. Really, but-“ Dathon winces and gently runs a finger along his stiff penis, and gently touches his balls.
“It’s starting to hurt.” He mumbles.
“Huh?” Marnie asks, concerned. “Did one of my friends squeeze too tight or something?”
Dathon shakes his head aggressively.
“No no! No one hurt me. It’s just-“ Dathon blushes. “They keep making it stiff, and-“
“So? Just think of Jonah, right?” Marnie shrugs.
“I know, but-“ Dathon shifts nervously. “It still hurts.”
Marnie looks at Dathon’s erect penis.
It’s twitching!
“Marn, please?” Dathon asks.
“Please what?” Marnie asks.
“Can we please just go to your room so I can, ‘you know’?” Dathon gently pinches his penis.

Marnie is torn.
She knows the right thing-
The ‘sisterly thing’ -
would be to take Dathon up to her room and either let him cum or make him cum for her in private.
But having come this far with all her friends gathered, she can’t deny them the treat of witnessing Dathon finally orgasm.
Her teen hormones have mixed with her friends’, and as humiliating as it will be for Dathon, she cannot deprive them of that final aspect of his nudity.
In spite of her genuine support for Dathon in this venture, the opportunity to have him cum in front of them is too good to pass up.
“Dathe. You only have to let Carly touch you, then, we’ll be done with ‘that’. So you just have to get soft one more time now.”
Marnie purposefully leaves out that Sam IS going to make him cum, eventually, or, maybe even she will.
“Just one more round, okay Dathe?” Marnie steps closer. “Here.”
Marnie can’t pass up this opportunity.
She gently grips Dathon’s hard penis in her hand.
“Ah! Marnie?!” Dathon gasps.
“Shhhhh. Close your eyes, Dathe.” She whispers.
Dathon gulps, but does as he’s told.
Marnie fights the urge to give Dathon’s penis a few tugs-
To bring him to orgasm right then and there.
Dathon’s penis really is a perfect handful.
“This is Jonah’s hand.” Marnie starts.

Jonah stands before Dathon, his hand gripping his hard penis.
“Why don’t I just jerk you off right now?” Jonah asks. “Or, why don’t you just imagine Marnie holding your dick? I mean, we both know she is.”
“Ah! Shut up Jonah!” Dathon yelps. “Marnie’s my sister!”
Jonah shrugs.
“Yeah? And she’s just as pretty as her friends. Plus, didn’t she help you come up with this ‘method’?”
Dathon can’t get his thoughts straight.
No!
This is Jonah’s hand on his penis!
NOT Marnie’s!
If it were Marnie’s, he might shoot!
I mean, yeah, she’s already seen him shoot, but if she MADE HIM shoot?!
With her hand?!
Dathon feels his penis throb.
He refocuses.
“No! Jonah! This is YOUR hand on my dick! NOT Marnie’s!” Dathon looks down.
Jonah is indeed holding his penis.
Jonah scowls.
“I wish mine got as big as yours.”
Dathon feels his penis twitch.

Marnie holds Dathon’s erect penis.
Having her whole hand around it-
She feels…
How close is Dathon right now, she wonders.
“Mmph.” Dathon lets out a muffled grunt.
Marnie feels Dathon’s penis begin to soften.
She gives him a few slow tugs as it deflates.
“Mmmm. Jonah?” Dathon moans as Marnie gently tugs his limp penis.
“Hah!” Marnie gasps.
She feels a pang of… something?
At least it was Jonah he was thinking of as he went limp.

“So, Carls, you ready to touch Dathe?” Sam smirks.
“Sam, stop! I think we’re done.” Carly shivers.
“Pfft! Yeah right! What? You think Marnie’s in there jerking him off without us?” Sam snorts.
“Sam!” Carly yelps.
“I hope not!” Kat chirps. “I don’t wanna miss it!”
Sam looks at Carly again.
“It’s your turn when he gets back, I just hope little Dathe can hold off until AFTER you get ‘im nice and hard again.”
“Sam! Gross! I’m not gonna make him squirt!” Carly yelps.
“I hope not! I wanna give Dathe his first proper handy!” Sam smirks. “He’s seriously got the perfect ‘handful’ already.”
“Oh jeez!” Carly looks at her hand.
She pictures Dathon’s penis, first soft, then hard.
She shivers as she feels herself tingle.
It’s the combination if Dathon’s nudity, arousal, her being the CAUSE of that arousal, and knowing that Dathon seems to be incredibly embarassed by his erection.
An erection that actually suits Dathon’s slim athletic ‘boy body’ quite well.
Carly is still coming to terms with the fact that when Dathon starts school with them, they’ll have the most intimite of intimate knowledge of their young peer.

Hearing all the talk about touching Dathon’s penis and hearing the term ‘squirt’ has Jill and Millie intrigued.
They don’t dare leave the stairs and risk getting caught by Marnie, but the fact that she’s alone in another room with Dathon is making them antsy.
Not to mention, the girls got to see Dathon’s penis erect again!
Jill loves seeing it like that for some reason!

“Ready to go let Carly touch you?” Marnie asks, placing her hands on Dathon’s shoulders.
“But she’s going to make me hard.” Dathon trembles.
“Yeah.” Marnie sighs.
“Marnie?” Dathon looks at her.
“Dathe?” She asks, sweetly.
“When we go back to school, your friends won’t tell anyone about this, will they?” Dathon asks.
Marnie thinks about the girls from Dathon’s class they have lined up.
She cant have Dathon getting cold feet.
“No, Dathon. I promise, they won’t tell anyone.” Marnie quickly remembers the guise. “Besides, all they could say is that they were helping you with your nudism.” Marnie smiles.
Dathon gulps.
“I don’t even really want ANYONE knowing about that! Gah!” Dathon shivers.
All Marnie can do is smile.
She’s trying to figure out her next move to coax Dathon back out when he gives it to her.
“Marn? Carly’s nice, right?” Dathon blushes.
“Huh?” Marnie asks.
“I mean, she won’t ‘try’ to-“ Dathon squirms. “-or, I mean, she won’t say anything mean?”
“Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles. “All she’s going to do is make you stiff.” Marnie says.
She 2nd guesses, but she really can’t see Carly going beyond getting Dathon hard.
She’ll probably let go the instant it twitches.
And she definitely won’t be mean.
Marnie gulps.
She hopes Dathon is done with his follow up questions.
She REALLY doesn’t want to lie to him, but REALLY wants to see him cum in front of her friends.
It might humiliate him enough to not get hard when Jill and Millie’s friends come over, though.
Another question pops into Marnie’s head, as well as another little ‘poke’ at Dathon’s expense.
“Dathe?” She asks, getting him to look at her. “Do you think my friends are pretty?”
“Huh?! Um-“ Dathon’s entire body turns deep pink and he covers his privates.
“Do you think they’re as pretty as me?” Marnie smirks, unable to resist poking a bit more.
Dathon gulps, but then, shockingly nods several times!
“Oh gosh, yes!”
Marnie’s mouth drops open at the slip admition.
“Hmmmm.” She smirks, composing herself.
“While we’re chatting, Dathon, just between us,” Marnie rubs his shoulder. “Which of friends do you think is prettiest?”
Dathon’s blush deepens.
He pictures Vicky’s long, dark brown hair and slender build.
“Um, Vicky’s really pretty.” Dathon mutters.
Marnie grins.
He then pictures Kat’s adorable grin and smooth, pale legs.
“And I like Kat’s… hair.” Dathon looks at Marnie’s reddish brown hair. “But yours is prettier.”
It’s Marnie’s turn to blush.
“Thank you, Dathon.”
Dathon shivers.
“Sam is-“ He hesitates, not wanting to outright say that he admires Sam’s figure over anyone or anything else at the moment.
“Yeah. Hmhm!” Marnie interjects. “Sam’s a lot.”
Dathon nods.
“Kind of scary, too, right?” Marnie adds.
“Heh! Yeah!” Dathon grins, bashfully.
“What about Carly?” Marnie cocks an eyebrow, clocking Dathon’s omission, along with the start of their conversation.
“Um, she’s really pretty, and,” Dathon squirms. “nice?”
Marnie smiles in admiration of her little brother’s honesty.
“Yes. She is.” Marnie steps back towards the livingroom. “And…”
Dathon looks up at her.
“She’s touching you next, so, come on.” Marnie jerks her head, signaling Dathon to follow.
Marnie leads Dathon back into the livingroom.

Jill and Millie perk up and freeze again as Marnie and Dathon come back.
“Sorry to keep you ladies waiting, just had to have a little ‘brother-sister’ pep-talk, but we’re all good.” Marnie smiles.
“Jeez! Finally!” Sam huffs.
She looks at Dathon’s limp penis and grabs Carly’s arm.
She’s happy to see that Dathon is indeed flaccid again as she pulls Carly to stand in front of him.
Marnie, much more gently, pushes Dathon in front of Carly.
“Alright! Here we go!” Sam grins.
“Have at ‘im Carly.” Sam grins.
Marnie gently nudges Dathon, letting her hand slip down his lower back to caress the top of his butt.
“Um, okay.” Carly blushes as she looks at Dathon.
It isn’t that Carly feels anything for the boy, but she must admit, the idea of touching a real life penis has gotten to her.
More than that-
Her purpose is to make Dathon hard!
Carly looks down at Dathon’s limp, fleshy appendage.
She looks at Dathon again.
He’s breathing faster and looking at her hand.
Carly stares for a moment.
Dathon’s penis-
It doesn’t look like anything special.
The lack of hair is intriguing.
Marnie said they shaved him, right?
Maybe if she pretends he’s just a little boy?
No!
That makes what she’s about to do even worse!
Carly tentatively moves her hand forward.
She gently pinches Dathon’s penis midway down the limp shaft.
“Hah!”
She and Dathon gasp in unison.
She shifts her fingers so that Dathon’s limp penis flops between her middle and index.
While holding it in place, she gently moves her thumb along the ridge of the head, marveling at the smooth, soft texture of the skin.
“Ah-h-h-h-h-h!” Dathon shudders and lets out a breathy sigh.
Carly feels Dathon’s penis firming up.
She watches and feels it as his penis grows in her fingers.
The soft, wrinkly skin smooths out as the shaft of Dathon’s penis plumps, firms up and extends.
What she had thought of as Dathon’s ‘not anything special’ penis is suddenly VERY special.
She never could have imagined the thrill of feeling it grow in her own fingers.
And SHE was the cause!
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans.

Marnie watches.
She feels another ‘pang’ of something.
Each of her friends has now gotten to make Dathon hard.
Marnie rubs her fingers together.
Yes, her touch has sent Dathon over before, but since introducing the ‘Marnie method’, she’s hoping her touch still has that effect on Dathon.

“Oh! OH!” Carly gasps. “EEEWWWWWWW!” She lets go, holding her hand out.
“Again?!” Carly remarks as the clear string of precum stretches and droops, connecting her fingers to Dathon’s erect penis.
“I-I’m sorry, Carly! I’m sorry!” Dathon pleads, cupping his hands over his erection.
Marnie is quick with the paper towel, handing the roll to Carly.
“Whoa!” Vicky gasps.
“Now now, Dathe.” Sam steps next to him. “You don’t need to apologize to Carly. That’s a compliment!” Sam smirks.
“Sam!” Carly gasps, wiping her hand.
She looks at Dathon as he moves his hands, his erect penis twitching and leaking precum.
The clear evidence of arousal on his apparent pre-pubescent body is a mesmerizing conflict.

“Look!” Millie points to the clear string dripping from the tip of Dathon’s erect penis.
Jill IS looking!
She’s also still rubbing herself.
All the touching-
All the erection/deflation and now, LEAKING of Dathon’s penis has the preteen completely enthralled with the erotic scene.

“P-Please! I-I can’t-“ Dathon pants, holding his hands in front of his penis.
Dathon closes his eyes.
He desperately conjures the image of Jonah.
“No no, Dathon.” Sam gently grips his wrists, moving his hands away from his erection.
“You know, we really ought to come up with an alternative to using your little ‘imaginary friend’.” Sam puts her hands on her hips. “You know, ‘Jonah’ or whatever.”
“Ugh!” Dathon moans in embarassment at the no longer secret ‘Marnie Method’.
“But that’s how I stay-“ Dathon gulps, looking down at his erect penis
“I know. And it’s pretty genius. It probably really would work on a nudist beach.” Sam nods.
“But look around, Dathe. You’re not ON a nudist beach. You’re surrounded by your big sister’s friends who ALLLL agreed to help you with your nudism.”
Sam gestures at Marnie’s friends.
Carly looks nervous, but Vicky and Kat are grinning.
“So, how about we come up with an ‘alternate’ method of helping you go soft.” Sam grins.
Marnie already knows what Sam is planning, but not how she intends to execute it.
Marnie desperately wants to be the one to make Dathon cum, but she can’t outright claim it, especially with Sam.
“But let’s make it fun.” Sam smirks.
“You just try to go soft all you want. You can think about Jonah all you want.”
She looks down at his stiff penis.
“We’re REALLY gonna test your ‘devotion to nudism’ though, Dathe.”
Sam looks at Marnie and grins.
She looks back at Dathon.
“Go ahead and think about Jonah, if you can. But you’re also going to need to be the judge.”
“Judge?” Dathon and Marnie ask in unison.
“Yeah. I think we’ll need a bigger sample size this time, though. Just to be sure.” Sam taps her lips.
“What’s he judging?” Marnie asks, nervously.
Sam grins looking at her.
“Who’s up for another round of ‘Fingers or Fist’?” She asks.

[NudeBaG]

“What’s he judging?” Marnie asks, nervously.
Sam grins looking at her.
“Who’s up for another round of ‘Fingers or Fist’?” She asks.
“Oooo! Me!” Kat chirps.
“Sure. I’m in.” Vicky grins.
Carly gulps and nods.
Marnie doesn’t quite get what Sam is planning, but if they’re going to be taking turns touching Dathon again…
“Hah!” Marnie gasps.
“Fine!” She glares at Sam. “But,” Marnie thinks quickly. “the instant Dathon decides, we HAVE to let go.” She declares, nodding at Dathon.
Dathon gulps and looks down at his erect penis.
“AND, I go first!” Marnie declares.
“Wait! What?!” Dathon gasps.
“Whoa whoa whoa!” Sam argues. “Hold up! Why do YOU go first?!”
“Because, he’s MY little brother!” Marnie gasps the instant she says it, but just like her, everyone is too caught up in the moment to dwell on the added taboo.
“Fine.” Sam looks at Dathon. “But Dathon, you gotta be honest and fair.”
“What?! How do I-?!” Dathon starts, but Sam cuts him off.
“You gotta take your time deciding. Be REAL decisive. We wanna know FOR SURE which feels better- Fingers or Fist.”
Dathon is panicking.
His penis is throbbing!
If these girls are gonna touch him AGAIN?!!….

“Okay. Let’s start!” Sam wastes no time, nodding at Marnie.
Dathon covers up.
“Also, put your hands on your head.” Sam adds.
“Huh? Why?” Dathon asks.
“It’ll make the game go smoother.” Sam smirks.
“It’s okay Dathe, go ahead.” Marnie smiles as she steps up to him.
She leans in and whispers.
“Just think about Jonah. You’ll be fine.” She leans back and looks down at Dathon’s erect penis.
She won’t let Sam have her way.
Marnie can’t help her heart racing as she is once again going to touch an erect penis.
Dathon places his hands on his head and closes his eyes.
“Jeez, Marn. Are you really gonna do this?” Carly asks.
“Of course. He’s my little brother.” Marnie shrugs. “All he has to do is tell us which feels better.” She nods at Dathon as a signal for him to close his eyes.
Dathon remembers Sam saying he could.
“Jonah. Jonah is touching me.” Dathon closes his eyes and begins conjuring his image of Jonah.
Marnie wastes no time.
She wants to feel it.
She gently wraps her hand around Dathon’s shaft.
It’s hot!
So smooth and soft, but SO hard!
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
“Okay, Dathe. Fist?” Marnie can’t help but give Dathon a slow tug.
She contemplates giving Dathon a few more tugs, but that feels like too much in front of her friends.
“Or fingers?” Marnie shifts her grip to gently pinch Dathon’s shaft.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
“Fist?” Marnie again gently holds his stiff penis as though shaking hands.
He pictures Jonah in front of him, touching his penis.
“Or-“ Marnie is about to grip his penis in her fingers when-
“You feel that, Dathon?” Sam interrupts.
“Huh?” Dathon and Marnie ask and look at her.
“That’s Marnie’s hand on your cock.” Sam taunts.
“Sam!” Marnie scolds.
Dathon looks down.
“What? Dathon had his eyes closed. I just wanted to be sure he knew who was touching him.” Sam smirks wickedly.
Dathon looks at his older sister’s delicate hand holding his stiff penis.
“Mmmmmm!” Dathon moans.
“That’s right, Dathe.” Sam purrs. “You’re gonna look at each one of us as we figure this out.”
“Hah!” Carly and Vicky gasp.
“Ooooo! Hehehehe!” Kat giggles.
Dathon’s eyes meet Marnie’s.
He can feel her touching him!
Marnie looks nervous.
“It-It’s okay, Dathe. F-Fingers?” Marnie gently squeezes his penis.
“Or f-fist?” Marnie shifts her hand to grip Dathon’s shaft fully.
This isn’t Jonah…
This IS Marnie!
Marnie is touching him!
It’s too much!
“Fist! FIST!” Dathon yelps.
Marnie winces, but she knows the rules.
Reluctantly, she lets go.

Dathon shamefully looks down at his still very erect penis.
He feels like he just let Marnie down.
Marnie has an even deeper sinking feeling, though.
Dathon is still erect.
Marnie had the chance to make him cum herself, but now.
She glares at Sam.
It seems she’ll get what she wanted after all.
Sam smirks.
“Okay.” She grins at Dathon. “Who wants to go next?” She looks around.
“Huh?” Carly and Marnie are equally stunned by Sam NOT claiming the next turn.
“What? Like you AREN’T?!” Marnie scoffs.
Sam shrugs.
“I’m in no hurry.” She actually steps back, appraising Dathon as he stands with his hands behind his head. “I don’t mind watching for a bit.”

On the stairs, the horned up Jill and Millie are equally confused by Sam’s ‘passing up’ her turn to next be the one to touch Dathon’s penis!

“Oh?” Kat grins. “Then I’ll go! Hmhm!” She chuckles as she steps up to Dathon.
Dathon gulps as he takes in the curvy cutie with fire engine red hair.
“Here we go, Dathe. I’m gonna touch your penis again. Hmhm!” Kat giggles and bats her eyes.
Dathon closes his eyes.
“Dathe. Look at Kat.” Sam instructs.
“Huh?” Dathon asks.
“Eyes open.” Sam smirks.
“Okay, Dathe.” Kat grins and leans in. “Fingers?” Kat purposefully dances her fingers along the underside of Dathon’s erect shaft.
“Ah! O-h-h-h-h-h!” Dathon trembles.
Kat moves her hand away.
“Hmhmhmhm! Look at it dance!” She remarks as Dathon’s penis visibly twitches.
“Or,” Kat gently wraps her hand around Dathon’s penis.
“Fisssssst?” Kat purrs.
Dathon feels a tickle inside his penis.
“Unnnnnng! Fist! Fist!” He begs.
Kat gently squeezes.
“Ooo!” She gasps, softly.
As she pulls her hand away, a clear string of precum stretches from the head of Dathon’s penis.
“Oh jeez! Dathe!” Carly cringes.
“Hmmm.” Sam smirks.
“Okay. Fist it is.” She looks at Dathon’s leaking penis.
She then looks at Carly and Vicky.
Then, at Marnie.
Marnie looks mildly distraught.
Sam grins.
Sam squats and kind of ‘spools’ the thick, clear liquid onto her finger.
“This doesn’t count as my turn.” Sam says stearnly, looking at Marnie before rubbing the finger along Dathon’s erect penis!
“Ah-hah-hah! Wha-?!” Dathon gasps.
“Why waste all this pre?” Sam smirks.
“Sam!” Carly gasps.
“Eeeewww! Why, Sam?!” Vicky cringes.
Sam pulls her finger away from Dathon’s now, glistening penis.

“Shiny.” Is all Jill can whisper as she see’s Dathon’s erect penis twitch after Sam spread the clear string of stuff onto it.

Sam wipes her hand on some paper towel, then looks at Dathon.
Dathon appears to be examining his penis.
“Something wrong, Dathe?” She asks.
“Ugh! What did you do that for?” Dathon also looks like he doesn’t want to touch it.
“What? You mean you’ve never used your own pre?” Sam seems genuinely surprised.
“What?! No!” Dathon gasps. “This doesn’t happen!”
“Huh?” Sam asks, confused.
Dathon blushes and looks nervous.
“Dathon?” Marnie asks, concerned.
“I mean, it happens sometimes, but only if I can’t-“ Dathon hesitates looking at Carly.
He then looks at Marnie.
Marnie’s concern remains, but now, mixed with confusion.
Dathon doesn’t want to admit that it only leaks like this if he’s played with himself for too long without cumming.
Surprisingly, it’s Sam who offers him a lifeline.
“Actually, seeing the way you jerk-off with just your fingers, I can see how you haven’t gotten your dick slick before. Hm.” Sam acknowledges.
“Ew! Sam!” Carly gasps.
Sam rolls her eyes.
“You 2 need to stop with your ‘ew’ junk. It’s not gross, it’s fun.” Sam smirks.
“Watch.” Sam again reaches for Dathon’s penis.
She grips it in her fist again.
“Ah!” Dathon gasps at the touch.
“Just hold still, Dathe.” Sam smirks.
She squeezes and slowly slips her fist back and forth, sliding her fist up onto the head of Dathon’s penis.
“Thwup. Thwup. Thwup. Thwup.”
There’s wet ‘suction/squelching’ sound that now accompanies Sam’s tugging.
“UGH! OOOOOOHHHHH GAAAAH!” Dathon yells!
And shuts his eyes tight.
Standing, his ropey muscles are stunningly defined.
“Holy shit!” Sam grins.
Marnie, having not seen THAT reaction from Dathon yet, reacts herself as her ‘sisterly’ instincts kick in.
She shoots forward and pulls Sam away from Dathon.
“Hey!” Sam yelps as her hand slips from Dathon’s penis as Marnie pulls her back.
Dathon goes to cover, but doesn’t DARE touch himself!
The ‘lubricated’ full hand stroking was almost more than he could take!

Dathon looks down, panting.
He’s never seen his penis glisten before.
Without his few pubes, the slight redness from the rubbing and the ‘shine’ of his pre-cum make his erect penis stand out even more!

“Jill! Look at Dathon’s penis!” Millie gasps.
“Uh huh.” Jill IS looking.
She’s also rubbing herself, imagining what Dathon’s penis might feel like in her hand.
The erotic display really is almost too much for the young girls’ minds

“What the hell, Marn?! He was so close!” Sam pouts.
“Yeah! I know!” Marnie hisses.
She looks at Dathon.
He looks mortified, and like he wants to cover!
Sam really did go overboard.
Marnie looks at Dathon’s glistening erection.
She can’t help but wonder what it feels like now.
She can’t make Dathon shoot in front of her friends, though.
This has gone far enough.
This is no longer about ‘helping Dathon’ in anyway!
On top of her protective instinct, there is also a bit of jealousy.
Sam had gotten Dathon’s erect penis slick!
Marnie hadn’t even felt that yet!
“Too far, Sam!” Marnie scolds.
“ ‘Too far?!’ Not far enough! I AM going to make your brother shoot!“ Sam argues.

Carly steps up to Dathon.
“Are you okay?! Oh my gosh! I am SO sorry Dathe!”
She continues to stare at Dathon’s glistening erection.
The skin on the head and shaft is now pink and shiny, making it stand out even more.
Dathon’s heart is pounding.
Not just from the obvious excitement and embarassment, but because of Carly’s demeanor-
Her current sweet, caring tone.
Vicky and Kat have also kept their attention on Dathon, unable to ignore the pylon-like ‘beacon’ that Dathon’s penis has become.

Fortunately for Jill and Millie, the way everyone is standing, they still have an unobstructed view of Dathon’s frontal nudity and arousal.

“Dathon?” Carly asks while Sam and Marnie continue to argue.
“I-I-I’m sorry.” Dathon mutters.
Carly shakes her head.
“No. I’M sorry. This has gone too far. We were supposed to help you- er, “ Carly winces.
“I know! I’m sorry I can’t help it! I know it’s wrong!” Dathon closes his eyes.
He desperately tries to shut everything out.
“Jonah.” He hisses as he begins his visualization.
“Oh! Right!” Vicky gasps. “Marnie’s ‘thing’.” She adds.
“Ooo! Yay! It’s gonna go soft again!” Kat coos.
“Shhhh! Please!” Dathon hisses.
Carly looks at Dathon’s distraught expression.
She looks down at his glistening erection.
She can’t help it.
“Here, will this help?” Carly asks sweetly.
She gently wraps her delicate fingers around Dathon’s shaft.
It’s slick and hot.
Something about the glistening ‘shine’ is entrancing.
Then, there’s the slickness!
Carly lets her hand slide- ever so slightly, and-
Dathon’s eyes snap open.
He looks at Carly’s eyes for that sweet concern.
Instead, he see’s her looking down with youthful lust.
He follows her gaze down to her hand wrapped around his erect penis.
He feels Carly’s hand slide over the spot on the underside of his penis, just below the head.
The tickle turns into a tightening sting from which there is no return.
“OH GAH! UUUUUNNNNNG!” Dathon moans.
Sam and Marnie shoot their gaze back to Dathon to see Carly holding his erect penis!
“Eeep!” Carly yelps and lets go, as though being burned.
Marnie looks at Dathon.
His eyes are pleading for her aid.
Sam looks at Dathon as well.
His erect penis is twitching and a single, thick, white splurt is falling to the floor.
“CARLY?!” Sam yelps at the same time as Marnie yelling “DATHON?!” in concern.
Sam gently pushes Marnie in the shoulder and lunges forward.
With her arleady forward momentum, Marnie is caught off balance and falls to her hands and knees.
She looks up at Dathon just as Sam gets to him, extending her hand to wrap around his penis!

“No! Please!” Dathon yelps as Sam grabs his penis and almost pulls him to the ground!
Sam’s hand immediately slides into his pelvis with how slick his penis has become!
With her other hand, Sam grabs Dathon’s buttcheek, holding him in place.
This 2nd point of contact is over the line.
Dathon is frozen-
His hands balled into tight fists at his sides.
Sam begins moving her hand back and forth between the inch of space left on each end of Dathon’s penis-
A perfect handful, indeed-
Just enough to allow for some movement.
Sam’s face lights up with a huge grin as she fully feels the combined heat, rigidity and slickness of Dathon’s erect penis as it slightly slides in her hand.
This contact is more than enough to pick up where Carly left off.
As Sam strokes, all the teasing of the last hour and his ‘false start’ with Carly overwhelms Dathon’s penis.
“Aaaaaaaaaaah! Ung! Mmmmmm! Nyaaaa!” Dathon spasms as Sam gets her way.
His cry silences the others before becoming trapped in his throat.
Dathon’s face is frozen in a strained mask of embarassment and euphoria.
For 4 full seconds, all that can be heard is the wet ‘thwick-thlurp’ ‘thwick-thlurp’ of Sam’s hand stroking Dathon’s penis, then…
“Mmmmmyaaaaaaaaahhhh!” Dathon’s voice returns with a moan and a shudder as cum shoots onto the floor.
“Hahaha! Yeeeeeeaaaah!” Sam cheers as she strokes.
The first, furthest and thickest ‘splurt’ of cum hits the floor with a wet ‘splat’.
“Oh! OH MY GOSH!” Carly yelps.
“He’s a shooter! Yay! Hahaha!” Kat claps and giggles.
Sam keeps going.
Dathon’s voice once again leaves him as his ropey boy muscles strain and a 2nd, smaller ‘splurt’ shoots forth.
Dathon’s legs jiggle like jelly as Sam speeds up her tugging, hoping for one more shot.
“Oh Jeez!” Vicky turns away, blushing.
“Hah! Awwwwwww! Mmmmmmm!” Sam chuckles and purrs as she feels Dathon’s penis soften and begin to stretch with her tugs.
She gently rubs his butt.

Dathon is in shock.
He’s numb.
This isn’t post-nut clarity.
This is post-nut fog.
Did that really just happen?
Is Dathon really standing here, naked, after being made to cum in front of Marnie and her friends?
Was it really one of HER friends that MADE him cum?
WITH HER OWN HAND?!
Dathon feels his penis regaining it’s elasticity.
He looks down.
His penis is no longer stiff.
Sam maintains a firm grip with the ‘O’ of her index and thumb, caught beneath the mushroom head of his penis.
The shaft stretches thin, then retracts as Sam gently tugs.
Dathon takes in the looks of the girls around him-
Sam is grinning, staring at his penis in her hand, slightly panting.
Kat is swooning and hugging herself as she squats to examine his small cum puddles.
Vicky is blushing, her eyes darting from the cum on the floor to Dathon’s eyes, to his limp penis in Sam’s hand and back again.
Carly is-
Reaching?
Her hand is extended, slightly, towards Dathon.
She remains a couple steps away, however.
Her face is-
Her brow is furrowed- frustrated.
Her eyes are a soft- sympathetic.
She’s biting her bottom lip.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks, softly.
Dathon fixes his eyes on Marnie.
Marnie-
His older sister.
His sister who has been nothing but supportive this whole venture.
His sister who gave him the tool to master his nudism.
And yet, he couldn’t keep himself under control.
He orgasmed in front of all of her friends!
“M-Marnie! I-“ Dathon feels a not choke him. “I’m sorry!” Dathon breaks free.
He runs to the downstairs bathroom.
“Whoa!” Sam gasps, having to let go of Dathon’s penis.
“Dathe!” Marnie and Carly call out as he almost knocks over the kneeling Kat.

Jill is still composed enough to press herself and Millie back against the stair wall as Dathon runs passed the stairs to the downstairs bathroom.
Neither Dathon, nor Marnie, nor Carly notice them as they dart by.
Jill feels and hears Millie’s panting next to her.
“Mill! Shhhhhh!” Jill quiets her little sister.
Both vaguely remember Deb’s brief explaination of Dathon’s anatomy and it’s various functions, but ONLY vaguely.
With Dathon, Marnie and one of the brunette girls gone, all that leaves Jill and Millie with to observe is Marnie’s classmates:
Sam, Vicky and Kat.

“Oh my god! Sam! You actually did it!” Kat gasps.
“Wow, Sam. I kind of thought you were messing around.” Vicky shivers.
“Heh!” Sam chuckles, looking down at the little puddle of cum on the hardwood floor. “Little guy had more in ‘im than I thought.”
“Sam, you should stop that.” Vicky rubs her arms.
“What?” Sam shrugs.
Vicky picks up the paper towel and hands it to Sam.
“Making fun of Dathon.” Vicky says.
“Eh, it’s just a ‘little’ teasing.” Sam smirks.
Kat stands up.
“It’s not ‘that little’ though, is it?” She asks.
“I mean, if I can wrap my hand around it and still see it?” Kat asks.
Sam hands the paper towel to Kat.
“Oh!” Kat takes it, tears a few sheets and kneels.
She starts soaking up the cum for Sam.
“Eh, like I said, he’s a nice little handful.” Sam smirks.
“He’s got nothing to he ashamed of!” Vicky nudges Sam. “You should make sure he knows that.”
Sam rolls her eyes.
“He’s a ‘nudist’, right? Since when do they care about their size?”
“Not the point, Sam!” Vicky scolds.
“Yeah, yeah.” Sam rolls her eyes. “I guess I should apologize.” She sighs.
Kat stands, holding the cum filled towel out to Sam.
“Pfft! Go throw it out, Kat!” She scoffs. “I gotta go check on Dathe.”
Sam starts to leave, but Vicky catches her arm.
“Hey!” Sam yelps.
“Let Marnie and Carly handle it. Apologize AFTER.” Vicky nods.
Sam crosses her arms and huffs.
“Fine.”

With things calmed down, Jill and Millie sneak back upstairs.
They go to the bathroom, wash up, then return to their room to change and discuss what they just witnessed.

“Dathe?” Marnie knocks on the bathroom door, having just missed catching it before Dathon locked it.
“Dathon. Let me in, please?” Marnie tries again.
“No! Not until your friends are gone! I can’t let them-! I can’t see them! Not after-“ Dathon cuts off.
“Hey.” Carly joins Marnie outside the bathroom. “Is he-“ She bites her lip nervously. “Is Dathon okay?”
“Who’s out there now?! Go away!” Dathon yelps.
“It- It’s just me, Dathon. Carly. Are you okay?” Carly asks sweetly.
“I-I’m sorry.” Dathon mumbles.
“It’s okay, Dathe. Really. I just-“ Carly looks at Marnie.
Marnie sees the mirror of concern she herself feels on Carly’s face.
“We came here to-“ Carly shakes her head. “ ‘I’ came here to help you with your nudism. Vicky, too! We just got a little carried away, is all.”
Silence.
“Carried away?” Dathon asks.
“Yeah.” Carly squirms. “Dathon? Can we come in?”
“Huh?” Marnie looks at Carly, confused.
She’d been the most apprehensive around Dathon’s nudity.
“I think it’ll just be easier to talk that way.” She adds.
“Marnie’s still here, too.”
A moment of silence, then, ‘click’.
The door unlocks.
Marnie and Carly quickly slip into the bathroom with Dathon, closing the door behind them.
Dathon backs up, covering with his hands.
“Dathe. I am SO sorry about Sam!” Marnie pleads.
“And me, Dathon. I didn’t mean to-“ Carly glances at his hands and blushes. “It’s my fault. I tried to help you like Marnie does, but-“ Carly looks at her hand then at the floor.
“Oh?” Marnie looks at Carly.
“You were arguing with Sam, and Dathon was trying to calm down, so I tried to help.” Carly blushes.
Dathon sees Carly blush and feels his own blush deepen.
It had been Carly’s touch that pushed him over the edge.
This cute older teen girl and he now shared that between them.
“Oh. Oooooh!” Marnie realizes Carly’s intentions.
“Huh?” Dathon looks confused.
“I-I thought you were mad, Marn.” He blushes.
“Huh?” Marnie looks back at Dathon.
She shakes her head.
“No Dathe. You did great! Really. If I hadn’t invited ‘Sam’.” Marnie glares at the door.
Dathon shivers.
“We shouldn’t have gotten so carried away.” Carly says. “Again, Dathe, I am SO sorry.”
Dathon sighs.
“Th-Thanks, Carly.”
He blushes and relaxes a bit as he smiles at her.
He lets one hand drop, still holding one for cover.
Carly acknowledges the shift in demeanor.
“Hmhm!” Carly blushes and chuckles. “Why are you covering? ‘Mr. Nudist’. Hmhm!”
“Oh! Um,” Dathon blushes and moves his hands.
His limp, hairless penis and tight balls wobble slightly.
“Hah!” Carly gasps.
Dathon shifts nervously.
“There we go, Dathe. Relax. It’s just us right now.” Marnie smiles, proudly.
“I’ve been thinking about what Vicky said when we first got here.” Carly cocks her head, still staring at Dathon’s penis.
“Huh?” Marnie asks.
“It really IS cool that you’re practicing nudism, Dathe.” Carly smiles.
“Oh? Th-Thanks.” Dathon blushes.
“I’d be WAY too embarassed to do it! Gah!” Carly shivers.
Dathon gulps, picturing the petite brunette naked.
“Well, it’s not like Dathon has anything to be ‘embarassed about’, right?” Marnie smirks.
“Oh! Um,” Carly blushes.
She shakes her head aggressively.
“No! Not at all!” She grins bashfully.
Marnie takes note of Carly’s tone and gaze.
“Dathe, why don’t you hang here with Carly for a bit while I go help Vicky get Sam under control?” She suggests
“Oh?” Carly looks surprised.
Dathon gulps.
As apprehensive as Marnie is to leave Dathon alone with Sam or Kat, she feels like Carly won’t do anything ‘bad’ for Dathon.
Her ‘big sister’ instincts clock something else, as well.
It might be fun to leave Dathon alone with the girl he thinks is ‘really pretty’ and ‘nice’.
“Yeah. I’ll be right back.” Marnie exits, closing the door behind her.

Dathon looks at Carly’s brown eyes and dark hair.
He then lets his eyes fall down Carly’s petite body.
She definitely wouldn’t have anything to be embarassed about as a nudist.
Dathon absentmindedly tugs on his limp penis.
“Oh! Um-!” Carly looks at the mirror in an attempt to look away.
All this does is give her a perfect side-view of Dathon’s naked body.
Dathon notices Carly look away and feels shame.
“S-Sorry.” He mumbles, stopping his tugging.
Carly looks back at him.
“So, Um,” She tries to ignore the elephant in the room, but can’t. “You ‘had’ pubic hair, before, right? Marnie said they shaved you?” She asks, taking a step forward.
“Oh? Um, yeah.” Dathon says kind of mournfully.
Carly tries to picture him with ‘hair down there’.
“Was it a lot?” She asks, not stopping her slow advance.
“Not really.” Dathon mumbles.
He looks up as the cute brunette slowly approaches.
“I wonder if other nudists shave.” Carly muses.
“I don’t think so.” Dathon says. “Jonah said there were lots of hairy people on the beach.”
“Oh?” Carly stops about an arm’s length from Dathon.
“Deb and Marn shaved me ‘cause mom thought my hairs would do -“ Dathon just shrugs, not knowing the right words “ ‘something’ with Jill and Mill.”
“Ah. I see.” Carly leans down.
“Um,” Dathon fights the urge to cover.
“Well,” Carly straightens up. “I think it looks nice. Especially since you aren’t that big.”
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
Carly looks at him.
Seeing the look of abject horror makes her realize her poor wording.
“Oh! No! Dathon I didn’t mean ‘that’! It isn’t that you aren’t-! I just meant it ‘looks’- I mean, ON YOU! Because YOU aren’t ‘big’. I mean, ‘it’s’ big- I mean It’s not ‘big’ it’s-!” Carly only makes herself more flustered. “It’s just, without hair, when it GETS big-GER, I mean-“
She turns to the mirror to compose herself.
Dathon turns away, covering himself.
Carly sees him trembling in the mirror.
“I just meant, Dathe,” Carly blushes, turning back to him.
Dathon doesn’t move.
“I, like the way ‘it’ looks. ‘You’ look ‘good’.” Carly nods.
Dathon looks down at his torso, arms, hands, legs and feet.
A hairless plane of pale skin.
Carly can’t help but ogle Dathon’s bare butt.
He’s clenching so hard it doesn’t jiggle, it vibrates!
“Dathon, PLEASE don’t be embarassed!” Carly says.
“I- I don’t think-“ Dathon stops and sighs. “I don’t think I can be a nudist.” He mumbles.
Carly panics.
She knows what Marnie and her sister have planned in the coming days.
As bad as she feels for Dathon right now, she doesn’t want to be the cause of derailing things.
“Oh no, Dathon! Don’t say that!” Carly pleads.
Before she can stop herself, she’s at Dathon’s back.
She takes his shoulder and turns him to face her.
They’re about eye to eye.
“Dathon, PLEASE don’t stop being a nudist because of today-
Because of ‘us’. I really did come along to help you. I’m sorry things got out of hand!” Carly fights the urge to look down.
After saying that, to blatently look down at Dathon’s penis again seems counter productive.
Besides, she can tell he’s still covering.
Inside, Carly pictures her hands moving down Dathon’s arms to part his hands.
But Carly would never be that bold!
Even if it had been her touch that made him cum.
Oh god!
That’s why they were in here in the first place!
Dathon looks into Carly’s big brown eyes.
Carly’s heart begins racing.
This close, ignoring the fact that Dathon’s naked, he’s actually quite cute.
Carly gulps
“Again, I’m sorry for before. I shouldn’t have touched you.”
“Huh?” Dathon asks.
“You know, when you were picturing your friend? And I-“ Carly winces and looks down at Dathon’s hands. “I was trying to help, but-“
Carly blushes and steps back towards the door.
“I’m sorry.”
Dathon moves his hands.
Carly can’t help it.
She looks.
She smiles, feeling heat well up inside.
Dathon is still flaccid, but even limp and hairless-
He really doesn’t have anything to be embarassed about.
At least not with her.
Marnie knocks on the door.
Carly opens it, smiling and still blushing.
“Oh?” Marnie looks around her to see Dathon.
He’s not covering or cowering, and he’s not hard.
“Everything okay?” She smirks.
“I think so.” Carly smiles.
“Everything good with Sam?” She asks, a bit annoyed.
“Yeah.” Marnie looks at Dathon. “Dathe, my friends will be leaving soon, and they’d like you to see them off, if you’re up for it.”
Carly looks at Dathon again and smiles.
“Coming?” She grins.
Dathon smiles back and nods, following Carly and Marnie back to the livingroom.

Sam, Vicky and Kat are all sitting on the couch when Marnie and Carly enter.
Dathon stops, just before rounding the corner.
He’s about to face 3 more, older teen girls, one of which was responsible for finishing off his orgasm in front of all of them!
Marnie and Carly part as Dathon steps between them.
Sam, Vicky and Kat hop up.
“ ‘Bout time! Jeez!” Sam scoffs.
“Dathe? Everything okay?” Vicky asks.
“Y-Yeah.” Dathon blushes.
It’s like returning to the scene of a crime.
He fights the urge to cover.
Marnie steps behind Sam and nudges her, harshly.
“Hey!” Sam yelps, stepping in front of Dathon.
“Sam?” Carly crosses her arms and narrows her eyes.
Sam crosses her arms, then, looks at Dathon.
“Dathe, look, I’m sorry I got carried away.” Sam says begrudgingly.
“ ‘Carried away?’ “ Carly scoffs. “You knew EXACTLY what you were doing!”
Sam rolls her eyes.
“Yeah, alright.” Sam smirks at Dathon.
“Dathon, I’m sorry I tried to make you spunk in front of everyone.” She then looks at Carly. “And I’m sorry CARLY was the one to ACTUALLY do it.” She smirks.
“Hey! I was trying to HELP Dathon!” Carly shoots back.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Sam waves her off.
Still smirking, she looks at Dathon’s limp penis
“I woulda done it better from the start.”
“Hah!” Dathon, Marnie and Carly gasp.
“SAM!” Marnie and Carly yell.
Dathon covers himself, blushing.
“I’M KIDDING! I’M KIDDING!” Sam lifts her hands in surrender.
She locks eyes with the stunned Dathon.
She smirks, narrowing her eyes and mouths “I’m not.”
She winks.
Sam steps up to Dathon.
Dathon gulps, but doesn’t back up.
“Come on Dathe, gimme one last peak?” Sam smirks as she grabs his wrists.
Dathon doesn’t fight.
He just wants to be done.
He lets Sam pull his hands away.
He lets his limp penis flop free.
Sam grins.
“Hmmmm.” She tilts her head.
Dathon shows no sign of further arousal.
“Yup. Still a perfect handful.” Sam says as she cups her hand over Dathon’s penis AND balls!
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
He doesn’t need to think of Jonah right now.
He’s still drained and far too mortified to get hard again.
Carly and Marnie both grab Sam and pull her away from Dathon.
Vicky steps up to Dathon next.
“Next time we come over, maybe focus on Jonah a bit more? Or, you know, like, ‘take care of it’ earlier?” She scrunches up her face, looking down at Dathon’s limp penis.
“Ow! Sam! Did you bite me?!” Carly yelps.
“That’s EXACTLY why I’m not letting you anywhere NEAR Dathon again!” Marnie scolds. “I don’t need you trying to bite his penis off!”
Sam jokingly chomps at the air.
“It’s such a perfect little COCKtail sausage though! And so juicy! Hahahaha!” She cackles.
Kat steps up and quickly lifts her hand to wave.
“Bye Dathe! Hope your nudism goes well!” She grins.
“Th-Thanks, Kat.” Dathon blushes.
Kat looks down at Dathon’s penis and grins.
“Ow! Kat! Help us with her!” Carly yelps.
Kat turns and heads back to swap places with Carly at Sam’s side.
“We’re taking her outside!” Vicky shouts.
“One more feel! Come on!” Sam yells as Kat and Vicky take her outside.
Marnie helps them out the door.
“See ya, Dathe!” Vicky says once more. “Talk later, Marn.”
“Yeah! Sure thing!” Marnie shuts the door, leaving her, Dathon and Carly standing in the livingroom.

Carly is smiling at Dathon as he stands without covering.
Marnie looks at her friend as she looks at Dathon.
Carly is smitten.
She looks at Dathon again.
He isn’t hard or covering.
“Thanks for having us over, Marn.” Carly says.
“Thanks for coming and helping Dathe with his nudism.” Marnie smiles.
“Anytime.” Carly blushes.
Dathon shivers.
“Hey, Dathe?” Carly asks.
“Y-Yeah?” He blushes.
“I know you don’t start Highschool ‘til next year, but um,” Carly looks at Marnie.
“Maybe we could hangout again some time?” She blushes.
“Oh?” Marnie and Dathon ask in unison.
Marnie sees Dathon is stunned.
She herself is a little surprised.
“Sure, Carly. We can definitely hangout again.” Marnie smiles, though gives her a confused look.
She nudges Dathon.
“Oh! Um, y-yeah, Carly.” Dathon says bashfully.
“Cool! Hmhm!” Carly looks down at Dathon’s penis again.
“And you can wear clothes next time.” She smiles. “Or not, I mean, if you’re still a nudist, I guess.” Carly blushes.
“Oh! Um,” Dathon covers.
Marnie nudges him again.
“We’ll see, Carly.” Marnie says. “Maybe less touching next time, though.” She looks over at the spot where Dathon ejaculated.
Carly, too, looks.
She then blushes and looks at Dathon.
“God! I am SO sorry!” Carly shakes her head.
“I-I’m sorry, too.” Dathon shifts nervously.
“I guess we still need to work on that ‘control’, huh?” Marnie puts her hands on her hips.
“It was Sam’s fault, Marn.” Carly offers. “I’m sure if she hadn’t been here, Dathon wouldn’t have had any problems with his nudism.” Carly nods, confidently at Dathon.
“Yeah, maybe.” Marnie frowns, still lamenting that SHE wasn’t the one to make Dathon cum this time.
“Speaking of,” Marnie nods at Dathon’s hands. “You don’t need to cover, Dathe. You’re a ‘proud’ nudist, right?”
“Oh! Um,” Dathon looks at Marnie, then back at Carly.
Carly smiles.
He moves his hands.
“Hmhm!” Carly blushes.
Seeing Carly smile at his nudity fills Dathon with a little thrill.
He’s safe at the moment though, having cum so recently.
“Well, I’ll let you get back to your TV watching, Dathe.” Carly nods.
“Thanks again for your help.” Marnie says, opening the door.
Carly steps up to Dathon again.
“See you around.” She says.
Momentarily, she forgets Dathon’s nudity and hugs him!
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
“Oh!” Carly steps back.
Blushing, she grins, tucks her dark hair behind her ear and steps outside.
“Eep!” Dathon covers and hops onto the couch, away from the front door.
“See ya, Carly.” Marnie shuts the door.

[Jeepman89]

Brilliant chapter! Love that he finally came in front of the older girls.

[justcantgetitup]

Just catching up with this. I'm not really into ENM as such, but I can really take myself back in time and identify with Dathon. I can even equate nearly all of the characters with people I knew when I was growing up.

[NudeBaG]

Dathon sits and stares at the spot on the floor where he ejaculated.
“Uuuuuuuugh!” He groans and covers his face.
Marnie sits next to him.
“What’s wrong, Dathe?” She gently runs her fingers through his hair.
“Marnie! I can’t believe you did that!” He groans. “Your friends saw EVERYTHING!”
It all hits at once just how embarassing the events had been.
“I did it for you, Dathe. I’m sorry about Sam, but you really did handle things incredibly well.” Marnie continues gently rubbing his head.
“And they’re not just ‘my’ friends anymore. They’re yours, too.”
Dathon thinks about it.
“You’re sure they won’t tell anyone?” He asks.
“I’m sure, Dathe. But why does it matter if they do?” Marnie asks.
Dathon looks at her in shock.
“I’ll be in school with you guys eventually!” Dathon gasps. “What if they tell MY friends?!” Dathon’s eyes pop wide. “What if they tell -?!”
Marnie smirks.
“Natasha?”
Dathon blushes and trembles.
“Uuuuuuuugg!” He burries his face against his knees.
“I think it’d be okay if they did. Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles.
Dathon looks at her, the color draining from his face.
“HOW?! How could that POSSIBLY be okay?!” Dathon gasps.
Marnie scoots closer, switching to rubbing Dathon’s back.
“Did any of my friends make you feel ‘bad’?” Marnie asks.
Dathon furrows his brough, thinking.
“Well, no, but-“ He winces. “Still, they saw- they TOUCHED! And… all that.”
Marnie now winces.
“I am sorry about that Dathon. Things weren’t supposed to go that far.”
Suddenly, a bit of panic wells up in Marnie.
“I-I should have taken you upstairs and helped you in private. I’m sorry.”
“Oh gah! Carly made me- and then Sam! Ugh!” Dathon groans, covering his face.
Marnie puts her arm around Dathon’s shoulder and cuddles him.
“I’m sorry, Marnie. I couldn’t keep thinking of Jonah with all your friends here.” Dathon says sadly.
Marnie feels a pang of guilt, mixed with something else.
‘That’s’ what he’s upset about right now?!
“I know, Dathe. It’s okay. You did really good until Sam got carried away.” Marnie curses herself for inviting Sam.
“Really, Dathe. All I wanted today was for you to relax and be comfortable around my friends-
Like a real nudist. And you tried! You really did! You have no idea how proud I am of you for that!” Marnie hugs him.
Dathon sighs.
He then hugs Marnie back.
“Oh?!” Marnie gasps.
“Thanks for helping me, Marnie. I know it’s weird.” Dathon rests his head next to hers.
Marnie rubs his back.
“Dathe, if you wanted to be an astronaut, I’d help you build a rocket.” She says, almost sounding like a poet.
“Huh?” Dathon looks at her, sitting back a bit.
Marnie smiles.
“Helping you be a nudist is a lot easier though. Hmhm!” She chuckles.
“Heh!” Dathon smiles and scratches the back of his head.
“I mean, when it isn’t ‘hard’, you know?” Marnie nudges him, teasingly.
Dathon sighs.
“I know Sam was… well, SAM, buuuuut…” Marnie sits back. “Carly, huh?”
Dathon blushes.
“I think you made a ‘big’ impression on her.” Marnie smirks.
Dathon sits up straight and looks at her.
“Really?” He almost whispers.
Marnie nods.
“Mhm. I think she was impressed with your-“ Marnie can’t help but glance at Dathon’s penis. “Commitment to nudism.”
Dathon blushes and squirms.
“Really.” Dathon repeats.
“You tell me.” Marnie smirks. “You were the one alone in the bathroom with her for a while.”
Dathon blushes.
As much as Marnie wants to pry and tease, she knows she can get more details from Carly later.
Dathon squirms.
Marnie looks at the TV.
“You just wanted to chill and watch TV today, right?” She asks, looking at the screen, which now displays a completely different film.
“Yeah, but the movie I was watching is over.” Dathon sighs, relaxing back.
Marnie picks up the remote and rests back as well.
“Well, lets find something else to watch.” She hands the remote to Dathon.
“Oh? Okay.” Dathon smiles.
Marnie rests her arm on the back of the sofa.
She gently rubs Dathon’s head as he flips through the channels.

While the events with Marnie’s friends playout, Jill and Millie retreat to their room.
Jill collapses on her bed.
Her hand presses into her crotch.
Something about the scene downstairs has her hot and tingly!
Touching Dathon’s penis made him erect.
Touching Dathon’s penis MORE made him squirt!
Marnie’s friends took turns making him erect, over and over!
“Jill?” Millie asks.
Jill looks at Millie, squirming on her own bed.
“Do you need to ‘tickle’ yourself?” Jill asks.
Millie blushes and nods.
“Me too.” Jill stands and walks over to the door.
She shuts and locks it.
(Usually, a big ‘no no’ for the girls.)
Millie climbs into her bed while Jill climbs into her own.
The young sisters are familiar with one another’s masturbation habits and routines.
It isn’t like they schedule it or do it frequently, but Dathon’s nudism has certainly changed that.
Both girls replay what they saw while thinking of their own turn coming up with their own friends.
Seeing what Marnie’s friends did, both girls’ imaginations are running wild.

Dathon and Marnie continue relaxing on the couch.
Marnie looks at Dathon’s penis.
Carly and Sam had done it.
They’d made him cum, properly.
Marnie is still rubbing Dathon’s head.
“Mmmm.” Dathon softly moans.
“Feels nice?” She asks.
“Mhmm.” Dathon mumbles.
Marnie keeps looking at Dathon’s penis in his lap.
Now that it’s just the 2 of them again, Marnie feels the urge to have a bit of fun.
While still rubbing his head with her right hand, she reaches across her lap to his with her left hand.
She gently grips and squeezes Dathon’s limp penis.
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps, his body jolts.
“Shhhh. Relax, Dathe.” Marnie whispers.
Flaccid, Dathon’s penis disappears in her hand.
“Marnie?! What are you-?!” He gasps.
“Shhhh.” Marnie shushes him.
Dathon trembles, but doesn’t fight.
“I’m sorry again about not helping you earlier, before my friends got here.” She says.
She gently squeezes and tugs a bit.
Dathon’s penis remains flaccid.
It’s so soft, but still warm.
Dathon shuts his eyes and lets out a trembling sigh.
“Are you thinking about Jonah?” Marnie asks, pausing her tugging.
Dathon shakes his head.
“Can you open your eyes?” Marnie asks.
Dathon winces, but does open them.
He breathes heavily as he stares down at Marnie’s hand on his penis.
She continues softly squeezing and gently tugging while also continuing to rub Dathon’s head.
“Does this feel good?” She asks.
Dathon nods dumbly.
“Marn?” Dathon mumbles.
“Mhm?” She asks, continuing to rub and tug.
“Just relax, Dathe. If this feels good, then, let me do this for you.”
Dathon trembles, then lets out a long sigh.
The combination head and penis rub has a ‘sedating’ effect.
That, coupled with the exhaustion from all the stress and excitement earlier has Dathon feeling sleepy.
“I-I’m tired.” Dathon says.
“Do you want to take a nap?” Marnie asks.
“Um, kind of.” Dathon shrugs.
Marnie stops touching him and slides to the opposite end of the couch.
“Huh?” Dathon asks.
“Go ahead and lay down.” Marnie smiles, patting her lap.
“Oh. Um, okay.” Dathon lays on his side, resting his head on Marnie’s lap.
The cotton of her skirt is soft, and her thigh’s are supportive.
Marnie resumes her head rub.
She smiles as Dathon closes his eyes.
Laying on his side, his penis flops on his angled thigh, as his leg is bent for comfort.
The other leg stretches straight.
Marnie thinks again about Carly.
Dathon could do a lot worse.
But what about Dathon’s friend, Natasha?
“Dathe?” Marnie asks.
“Mhm?” Dathon acknowledges.
“Tell me about Natasha.” She keeps rubbing his head.
“Um,” Dathon shifts slightly.
“She’s just a girl in my class.” He mumbles.
“ ‘Just a girl’ ?” Marnie smirks.
Dathon blushes.
“We sat near each other sometimes.” He mumbles. “And we talked on the phone about homework.”
“Is she pretty?” Marnie asks.
Dathon nods.
“Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles as Dathon’s hair tickles her legs.
“Are you excited to see her next week when school starts?” She asks.
Again, Dathon nods.
Marnie smiles at how open and honest he is with her.
It’s almost like his nudism has liberated him from more than just his clothes.
Marnie thinks about how, soon, Dathon’s classmates will visit and get the same treatment her classmates did.
She also thinks about she and Deb’s promise to Jill and Millie regarding their friends.
While Jill and Millie will obviously keep it secret, their friends are a risk.
Especially Millie’s.
And without she or Deb to be here, Marnie will need to be able to trust Dathon.
Marnie doesn’t want to tip Dathon off, but she needs to know she can trust him.
After hearing about the wrestling match, Marnie is pretty sure she doesn’t need to worry, but still.
“Dathe?” Marnie asks softly.
“Mhm?” Dathon mumbles.
“I might have to go out with Deb a little later this week to pick up our school supplies, remember?” She reminds him.
“Mhm. You guys told me that earlier.” Dathon acknowledges.
“So, you’d still be okay watching Jill and Millie at that time?” Marnie asks.
“Um.” Dathon opens his eyes.
“Just watch TV or play games or something. No more wrestling, though.” Marnie says.
Dathon nods.
“Definitely not!” He shivers.
“Good boy.” Marnie smiles. “So that’s a ‘yes’?”
“Yeah. It’s embarassing though.” He mumbles.
“Dathe, we talked about this. You don’t have anything to be embarassed about. Besides, I doubt Jill or Mill care about what you look like anyway.” Marnie offers.
Neither sibling are aware of just how much Jill and Millie have learned since Deb’s ‘chat’, nor are they aware of how excited Jill and Millie are to demonstrate that knowledge to their friends.
“Just think about Jonah. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Marnie continues petting Dathon’s head.
“R-Right.” Dathon gulps closing his eyes again.
With Marnie’s soothing petting, Dathon finally gives in to the erotic and embarassing sensory overload he’s experienced that day and slips into sleep.

After a few quiet moments, Marnie gently slips out from under Dathon and stands and heads upstairs to Jill and Millie’s room.
The door is closed.
In all the excitement of the day, Marnie had actually sort of forgotten they were there.
She feels bad for neglecting her younger sisters for so long.
She can hear the nostalgic ‘clicks’ and ‘blasts’ of the plastic gun peripheral, along with the distorted duck sounds from inside.
She knocks.
“Come in.” Jill calls out.
Marnie enters.
“Oh?” She’s surprised to see the girls in their PJ’s.
Millie sets down the wired gun peripheral as that annoying animated pooch laughs at her from the screen.
“You guys been doing okay?” Marnie asks.
“Mhm.” Jill nods.
“Can we come downstairs and watch TV with Dathon?” Millie asks.
“You guys can watch whatever you want, just keep it down. Dathon is taking a nap.” Marnie steps back out into the hall.
“I’ll make us some lunch.”
The girls all head back downstairs.
Jill and Millie grin as they enter the livingroom where, sure enough, naked Dathon is laying on the couch.
The girls grin as they hop over and stare down at Dathon’s exposed genitals.
His penis is little and floppy again.
Both Jill and Millie fight the urge to grope Dathon’s genitals as they’d seen Marnie’s friends do.
“Guys?” Marnie whispers.
Jill picks up the remote and sits on the floor in front of the couch.
She positions herself so that she can look at Dathon’s genitals simply by turning her head.
Millie sits next to her in much the same way.
Marnie holds her finger to her lips and heads to the kitchen.

Jill quickly puts on a cartoon, keeping the volume low, where it was at.
She then turns her head to look at Millie, as well as Dathon’s genitals.
Millie is staring and grinning.
To her, Dathon’s penis and balls are a funny bundle of fleshy bits to observe, but when his penis changes shape after he gets an ‘erection’, it gives her an inexplicable little thrill, making her want to ‘tickle’ herself.
Jill has a bit better understanding of the more ‘naughty’ aspect, but only slightly.
She too enjoys the ‘thrill’ of seeing Dathon’s penis in it’s erect state.
“Fingers or fist?” She thinks to herself.
Both girls look to the floor where they saw Dathon squirt.
Jill looks back at Dathon’s penis.
She struggles in her mind to compare his current flaccid state with his erect state.
Millie slowly extends her hand.
Jill’s heart races as she watches Millie reach for Dathon’s penis!
Jill barely manages to grab Millie’s wrist before she can touch Dathon’s penis!
Millie looks confused, but then Jill whispers “Not while Marnie is here.” Looking to the kitchen.
Jill has the innate understanding that if Marnie catches them ‘reenacting’ what they witnessed in secret, it could jeopardize their future fun with their friends that is coming up.
Millie pouts, but withdraws her hand.
Jill squirms thinking about her friends getting to see Dathon naked!
She doesn’t even know if any of her friends have seen a naked boy before!
Millie is frustrated, in more ways than one.
She wants to go upstairs and ‘tickle’ herself again, but she also wants to play with Dathon’s penis and balls like Marnie’s friends did!
The naughty thrill has both young girls flustered.
“Mmmarnie?” Dathon mumbles.
Jill and Millie gasp.
Dathon shifts and moves his hand to his penis.
He pinches it and gently tugs.
Millie has to cover her mouth to keep from squeeking.
“Mmmmm. Nnnnnnnatasha.” Dathon moans and mumbles.
Jill and Millie watch as Dathon stretches his penis a few times.
“‘Mmmmmmm,” Dathon moans and lets go.
His hand slides to his hip.
His penis however, keeps twitching!
Millie begins panting.
Dathon’s penis is moving on it’s own!
It plumps and lengthens slightly.
Just as it seems the girls are about to witness Dathon get an erection right in front of them, Marnie sticks her head in.
“Lunch.” She whispers.
Startled, Jill and Millie hop up.
“Shhhhh!” Marnie hisses.
She notices Dathon’s penis moving!
Did Jill or Mill-?!
THEY’RE WATCHING!
Marnie quietly, but quickly glides up behind them
“You 2. Kitchen. Lunch is ready.” She touches each girl on the shoulder, not ‘forcefully’, but certainly ‘authoritatively’, signifying that they should do as she says.
She watches them go, looking back as they walk.
She shoos them on.
Marnie then looks at Dathon again, ready to admonish him, but realizes he’s still sound asleep!
Marnie looks down at Dathon’s erect penis.
She realizes he isn’t responsible.
She kneels.
Gently, she wraps her hand around it.
It’s so warm-
So soft-
So firm!
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans.
Marnie leans in and gently kisses Dathon’s forehead.
As much as Marnie wants to take advantage of the situation, she knows she cant.
“This is Jonah’s hand.” Marnie whispers in Dathon’s ear.
Dathon winces.
“Joooonaaaah?” He mumbles.
Marnie sees his eyelids flicker.
She feels his penis pulse.
She lets go and watches it twitch.
Dathon exhales and lays still.
Marnie watches as Dathon’s penis twitches repeatedly, but then begins to soften and shrink.
Marnie stands and walks back to the kitchen.
She’ll give Dathon a few more minutes before getting him up for lunch.

[Jeepman89]

The younger girls' friends are next? Can't wait. Should be very embarrassing for Dathon.

[NudeBaG]

Dathon’s dream:

Dathon finds himself in the dark, empty space once again.
This time, the sofa has replaced his bed.
Dathon is immediately aware of 3 figures standing over him.
Marnie is smiling sweetly.
Carly is blushing and looking from Dathon’s eyes to his naked body.
Natasha is staring wide-eyed.
NATASHA?!
Dathon follows the girls’ gaze.
Oh no!
He’s still naked!
He can’t move, either!
“Here he is, Natasha, my little nudist brother.” Marnie kneels beside him.
Natasha leans in next to Marnie.
“Oh, Dathon!” Natasha gasps. “I can see your penis!”
Dathon is in shock!
He’s frozen!
Marnie!
Why is she doing this?!!
Not Natasha!
“You don’t have pubes yet?!” Natasha gasps.
Carly leans in on her other side.
“That’s okay, though, isn’t it?” She smiles sweetly.
“I guess. It just makes him look-“ Natasha scrunches her cute nose. “I thought it would look ‘different’ I guess.” She shrugs.
“You mean ‘bigger’?” Marnie teases.
She grins at Dathon.
“Go ahead, Nat. Have a feel.” Marnie says as she herself grips Dathon’s penis and gives a few tugs.
“Mmmarnie?” Dathon groans.
Natasha reaches forward.
She slides her hand beneath Marnie’s and grips Dathon’s penis!
It doesn’t take long.
Dathon feels his penis twitch and plump.
“Mmmmm. Nnnnnnnatasha.” He moans.
His crush-!
The adorable redhead from class!
“It’s not very big, is it?” She asks, gently stretching a bit.
“It gets bigger, don’t worry.” Marnie winks.
“Besides, Dathon is a nudist. It doesn’t matter how small his penis is.”
Marnie moves Natasha’s hand away so they can watch it grow.
Just as it begins to firm up and lengthen, confirming Marnie’s declaration, she gently grips it.
“Mmmmmm.” Dathon moans.
He reaches full erection in Marnie’s hand as Natasha and Carly watch.
He closes his eyes, unable to look at his crush.
“This is Jonah’s hand.” Marnie’s whisper echoes.
Dathon winces.
“Joooonaaaah?” He mumbles.
“You called?” Jonah asks, stepping around Carly and Natasha.

Dathon watches as his naked friend takes Marnie’s place, kneeling at his side.
Carly and Natasha lean around Jonah, trying to get a look at his genitals.
“We’ll leave you 2 to it.” Marnie smirks, pulling the 2 girls back.
Jonah sighs as he gently takes hold of Dathon’s penis.
“It really isn’t fair, you know.”
“What?” Dathon asks.
“I’m the one who introduced you to nudism. But you only think of me when you get an erection.” Jonah huffs as he gives Dathon’s penis a tug.
“Well, yeah?” Dathon shrugs. “It helps make it go down.”
Jonah frowns, examining Dathon’s smooth pubic area.
“Without your pubes, it looks even bigger.” He says.
“Come on man! Stop it.” Dathon cringes.
“ ‘Me’ stop it?! This is YOUR dream.” Jonah scoffs. “Want me to call Natasha and Carly back in to watch me play with your penis?”
“NO!” Dathon gasps.
Jonah looks around.
He smirks wickedly.
“Or, I know… Let’s move this sofa somewhere else.”
Suddenly, the darkness of the room fades into the blinding lights of the familiar middle school cafeteria!
“Jonah! No! Stop!” Dathon begs.
“You know, I bet we’re the only 2 nudists in our whole neighborhood.” Jonah looks around.
“Gah! I like it when it’s just the 2 of us, but can you imagine if our classmates saw us like this?” He smirks.
“F-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-rinnnnnnnnnnng!” The school bell rings.
The entirety of the student body floods into the cafeteria.
Friends and classmates-
Familiar and unfamiliar-
crowd around the sofa!
The faces shift.
“Oh my god! DATHON?!”
“And that’s Jonah!”
“They’re naked!”
“Holy crap he’s touching him!”
“Jonah! Move your hand! Let us see Dathon’s dick!”
“Stand up! Show us yours, too!”
Dathon recognizes all the voices, but can’t pick out each individual witnessing his humiliation.
“Up we go.” Jonah smiles as he stands, pulling Dathon to his feet.
Dathon still can’t move on his own.
Jonah stands next to him, holding his hand.
“Oh man! Look! Dathon’s got no hair!”
“Neither does Jonah!”
“And look at their little dicks!”
“They look like worms!”
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
He looks down.
Dathon stares in shock, not understanding what he’s seeing.
Not only is he flaccid, but he has foreskin!
The familiar length and girth and mushroom head of his penis is no more!
The shock frees Dathon and he rips his hand from Jonah’s and begins tugging at his penis!
He’s trying to stretch it, remove the foreskin and make it look like ‘his’ penis again!
He’s panting- panicking!
“Ah! Ah! Aaaaah!”
“Dathe?! DATHE!” Marnie’s voice echoes. “Stop! Wake up!”

“Gyaaaa!” Dathon sits up on the couch.
Marnie quickly sits behind him and wraps him in a hug.
“Shhhhh. Sh-sh-sh-sh! It’s okay, Dathe, I’ve got you. It’s okay.”
Dathon looks down at his lap.
“Fshooooooooo!” He exhales.
His penis is his again.
The smooth floppy tube of flesh capped with the familiar mushroom head is back.
He notices some redness and winces.
“Are you okay?” Jill asks.
Dathon turns to see Jill and Millie standing in the livingroom.
“Fshoooooooo.” Dathon exhales deeply again. “I- I think so.”
“You yelled and were tossing and turning and-“ Marnie looks at his penis in his lap.
She then looks at Jill and Millie.
“Go ahead and head back to the table. We’ll be in in a few.” Marnie instructs.
Jill and Millie look concerned, but do as their told.

Marnie rubs Dathon’s head.
“Bad dream?” She asks sweetly.
“Yeah!” Dathon gasps, trying to forget it.
Dathon shifts his legs.
“Hsh!” He winces.
His penis is tender and red.
“You were tugging at it pretty hard.” Marnie says. “In fact,”
Marnie stands and pulls Dathon to his feet.
Marnie leads Dathon to the bathroom.
Jill and Millie perk up as they walk by.
“We’ll be back.” She says.
They enter the bathroom, closing the door to just a crack behind them.
Marnie flicks on the light and opens the cabinet.
She pulls out a tube of lotion.
“Hold still Dathe.” She turns to him and gently lifts his penis with her fingers.
She squeezes a bit of the lotion along the top of his penis.
“Hshhh!” Dathon winces.
“It’s okay, just hold still.” Marnie sets the tube down and gently rubs the lotion in with her fingers.
“H-h-h-h-h-o-o-o-o.” Dathon lets out a trembling sigh.
“What were you dreaming about? When I left you, you seemed pretty comfy.” Marnie asks as she continues to gently stroke the lotion onto Dathon’s flaccid penis.
Dathon can barely remember, as the dream fades in the back of his mind.
“I’m not sure. But I know it was awful!” Dathon winces.
“It looked like it.” Marnie says softly as she gently strokes and examines Dathon’s penis.
Dathon looks down.
“It had something to do with my-“ Dathon gulps.
Marnie looks at him.
Dathon nods at his penis in Marnie’s hand.
“Oh? You had a bad dream about your penis?” She asks.
Dathon nods.
Marnie’s curiousity is now piqued.
“Do you want to tell me about it?” She asks.
“I think Jonah was there- and you- and some others?” Dathon tries to recall the details.
“But my penis wasn’t-“ Dathon shivers, both from the nightnare recall, as well as Marnie’s cool, lotioned touching.
“My penis wasn’t mine.” Dathon blushes.
“Huh? What do you mean?” Marnie asks, still lifting, examining and spreading the lotion.
“I think I was somewhere, but I was naked. And Jonah was too. There were kids from school?
You were there.” Dathon tries putting the pieces together.
“Okay? But what does that have to do with-“ Marnie gently squeezes his penis.
“My penis wasn’t mine. It was like Jonah’s.” Dathon shudders.
“Oh?” Marnie asks, still confused, but very much intrigued.
“It was smaller. And un-circumcised.” Dathon winces as Marnie slowly tugs.
“I think I tried-“ Dathon blushes.
“I don’t know. It was awful, though, Marnie!”
“It sounds like it.” Marnie is now gently stroking Dathon’s penis.
The cool lotion has soothed the tender skin.
Marnie’s touch is so thoughtful-
Caring.
Dathon feels his penis twitch.
Marnie does, too.
“Um,” Dathon gulps.
The cool lotion heats up between the skin of his penis and Marnie’s hand.
“It’s okay, Dathon.” Marnie whispers.
She continues gently stroking Dathon’s penis as it becomes more and more erect.
Enough time has passed that Dathon’s young teen hormones have recovered.
“It’s just us, Dathe. What do you want?” Marnie asks, feeling her heart beat faster.
“Do you want me to stop?” She asks.
“H-h-h-h-h-o!” Dathon trembles.
He doesn’t answer.
“Lunch is getting cold. You can’t let Jill and Millie see you with an erection. Do you want to think about Jonah? Or…” Marnie keeps stroking Dathon’s erect penis, the lotion allowing her hand to slide along the head as well.
After the nightmare Dathon had, he wants to think about anything BUT Jonah!
“It’s just us Dathe. Do you want me to stop?” Marnie asks.
Dathon looks at mirror.
His caring, sweet, beautiful older sister at his side, stroking his erect penis.
“No.” Dathon whispers.
Marnie feels her own excitement ramp up!
Her hand slides effortlessly over Dathon’s smooth skin.
“Mmmm.” Dathon moans and trembles.
Marnie thinks about Dathon’s dream.
“It’s okay, Dathe. This is YOUR penis.” Marnie whispers. “And there’s nothing wrong with it.”
Marnie strokes faster as she looks at the mirror.
“Hah!” She gasps.
Seeing herself stroke Dathon’s penis as his ropey teen muscles tense is now locked away in her own ‘spank-bank’.
“Oh, Gah! Marnie!” Dathon gasps as his body shudders.
Marnie feels a quick ‘pulse’ in Dathon’s penis, then they watch the mirror as a single ‘splurt’ of cum shoots onto the floor.
Marnie keeps stroking as Dathon pants.
She did it!
She made Dathon cum- PROPER!
“M-Marn! St-! Plea-! Please stop!” Dathon gasps.
“Oh?” Marnie slows her tugging, still feeling the slickness allowing her hand to slide.
Dathon’s penis begins softening.
“Oh. That’s it?” Marnie looks at the single, small splotch of cum on the floor.
Marnie compares it to the other times she’s seen Dathon orgasm.
This one was certainly unimpressive.
She is unable to mask her reaction.
Dathon blushes.
She sees him look distressed as he looks at her reaction in the mirror.
“I mean, it’s okay.” Marnie shakes her head.
She lets go of Dathon’s penis.
Dathon gives his penis a few tugs, then lets go, watching it shrink in record time.
“I-I don’t usually do it more than once a day.” He mumbles.
Marnie feels instant guilt.
“Dathon. It’s okay, really.” Marnie smiles.
She takes some tissue and wipes the floor.
She looks at Dathon’s penis.
It’s still slick with the lotion, and red from the handjob she just gave him.
Marnie stands and tosses the tissue.
She then takes the lotion and reapplies a bit more onto Dathon’s limp penis.
“Mmmmm.” Dathon moans.
“Sorry, Dathe.” She stands and washes her hands.
Dathon remains standing and quiet.
Marnie places her hand on his shoulder.
“This is becoming ‘our thing’ isn’t it? Hmhm!” She chuckles.
“I’m sorry, Marnie.” Dathon mumbles.
“Dathe?” Marnie rubs his shoulder.
“I should be able to control myself. I shouldn’t have gotten hard just from you touching it.” Dathon winces.
Marnie smiles.
“It’s not your fault, Dathe. I did that to you. And earlier, it was Sam’s fault. I KNOW you could have made it go down on your own. I WANTED to do it this time.”
“Huh?!” Dathon gasps.
“It was just quicker this way.” Marnie shrugs.
“Now, lunch is getting cold. Come on.” Marnie nudges Dathon towards the cracked door.
On the other side, Jill and Millie quickly sneak back to the kitchen table.

[NudeBaG]

“Now, lunch is getting cold. Come on.” Marnie nudges Dathon towards the cracked door.
On the other side, Jill and Millie quickly sneak back to the kitchen table.
Marnie leads Dathon in and goes straight to the stove.
She’s floating-
Still ‘high’ from having given Dathon a handjob.
She fixes she and Dathon a bowl of mac and cheese each.
Dathon immediately sits at the head of the table as Jill and Millie stare.
Dathon is confused.
He has a knot in his stomach and his penis is still tender.
“Are you okay, Dathon?” Jill asks.
“You had a bad dream?” Millie asks.
Dathon looks at his younger sisters.
He does his best to lighten up.
“Yeah. I did.” He sighs.
“What was it about?” Jill asks.
“I, uh-“ Dathon hesitates.
“It doesn’t matter, it’s over now.” Marnie interrupts, placing a steamy bowl of Mac-n-cheese in front of Dathon.
“Thanks, Marn.” Dathon says, picking up a spoon.
Marnie rubs his hair.
The 4 siblings sit and eat their lunch.
Jill and Millie know they need to keep their ‘spy mission’ from earlier a secret, but they can’t help asking questions.
“What did your friends do with Dathon?” Jill asks.
Marnie and Dathon both almost choke on their bites.
Marnie is first to compose herself.
“We helped Dathon with his nudism.” She says matter of factly.
“How?” Jill asks.
“Well,” Marnie looks at Dathon.
Dathon looks just as lost as she feels.
How DOES she answer?
“Dathon stayed naked, obviously. We all talked about what it’s like being a nudist. Um.” Marnie is struggling. “Aaaand Dathon made some new friends.” Marnie smirks.
Millie furrows her brow.
She opens her mouth to ask for more detail, but Jill catches her eye and shakes her head.
Millie understands.
They have their secret, too.
Marnie can have hers.
“I don’t know how much longer I can do this for.” Dathon shakes his head.
Marnie is immediately concerned.
“Dathe? What do you mean?” She asks.
Dathon sighs.
“Being naked is hard. I have to think about every little thing I do, everywhere people look, or-“ Dathon looks at Marnie and blushes. “-touch.” He mumbles.
Marnie shakes her head.
“No no Dathon. You DON’T have to think about all that. That’s the point, isn’t it?” Marnie asks.
“Huh?” Dathon asks, confused.
“It’s freedom, right? You don’t have to worry about any of it.” Marnie encourages. “You’re safe here. It’s the safest place to BE naked. Enjoy your freedom!”
Marnie smiles at Dathon.
Dathon sits up straighter.
“Yeah. Thanks Marn!” He blushes and grins.
Marnie nods.
“Of course, Dathe. I’m very proud of you.” Marnie winks at him.
She prepares another bite.
“Heck, I’m tempted to try nudism myself.” Marnie says.
Everyone freezes.
“Marn?” Dathon asks, dumbly.
Marnie looks at her siblings all staring at her.
“Really?!” Jill asks.
Marnie blushes.
“Well, maybe, yeah.” She shrugs.
Marnie thinks about Dathon seeing her naked-
Like how she’s seen him.
She squirms as she feels tingly.
“Me too!” Millie chirps.
“Millie?!” Dathon gasps.
“Okay! Maybe not!” Marnie quickly shuts the idea down.
“Dathon would probably freak out more than us if he saw us naked! Haha!” She tries to play it off as a joke.
Dathon now has a new image forever burned into his mind.
He pictures Marnie, Millie and Jill in their swimsuits.
He then pictures them WITHOUT their swimsuits!
Fortunately, Dathon is sufficiently ‘drained’, otherwise, he’d have a renewed erection.
“Look, all joking aside, Dathon, I’m still very proud of you for your commitment to this.” Marnie nods.
“Me too!” Jill grins.
“Me too, Dathe!” Millie chirps.
“Hmhmhm!” Marnie chuckles.

Lunch concludes and Dathon finds himself back on the couch with Millie, this time, watching cartoons.
Marnie knows she gave Dathon a heads up about watching Jill and Millie already, but she needs to call and confirm with their ‘guests’.
Marnie knows she can trust Dathon to handle himself now, and in just 1 day, he’ll be put to the test.
Marnie has errands of her own to run, so Dathon will have to be in charge of the girls for that time.

“Jill, come with me for a bit. I need your help.” Marnie whispers.
“Awww! But I wanna hang with Dathon!” Jill huffs.
“We need to call you and Millie’s friends to set up your ‘playdate’.” Marnie whispers.
Jill immediately changes tune.
“Oh! Right! Hehehe!”
“We’ll be back down in a few. Dathe, are you okay with Millie?” Marnie asks.
“Um, yeah. I guess so.” Dathon shrugs, looking at his grinning little sister on the couch next to him.
“Great! Thanks, Dathe!” Marnie smiles, leading Jill upstairs.

“Whatcha wanna watch?” Dathon asks.
“Cartoons?!” Millie asks excitedly.
“Sounds good! Hmhm!” Dathon chuckles.
Dathon turns on the TV and is surprised when Millie scoots right next to him.
“Oh! Um-“ Dathon shifts nervously.
“Can we see if Rocko’s on?!” Millie asks excitedly.
Dathon smirks.
“You know you’re not allowed to watch that.”
Millie gives him puppy dog eyes.
It’s unnecessary.
Dathon loves that cartoon.
“Don’t tell mom.” He winks.
Millie grins.
Sure enough, it IS on.
Millie settles next to him, head facing the tv.
Her eyes, however, are glued to Dathon’s limp penis.
The episode just so happens to be the one where Heffer moves in and invites a bunch of nudists over!

After everything Millie saw today, it doesn’t take long for her to give in.
Being so young, she lacks tact or patience.
Millie slides her hand across Dathon’s lap and wraps her tiny hand around his penis!
“Ah! Um, M-Mill?” Dathon asks.
“Hehehe!” Millie giggles.
Dathon is frozen.
His limp penis fills the young girl’s hand.
Millie gently squeezes.
“Hah!” She gasps.
Dathon is in shock.
“Make it big.” Millie says matter of factly.
“Millie! Stop!” Dathon grabs her wrist and pulls her hand from his penis.
Millie furrows her brow.
“I wanna touch it!” Millie pouts.
“Millie! No!” Dathon gasps.
“You can’t do that!” He scolds.
“Why?” Millie asks. “I wanna see your erection!”
Dathon is stunned.
“Millie!”
He shoots his head to the stairs.
He thinks about calling for Marnie.
“Please?” Millie asks sweetly.
He looks back at her.
She suddenly looks… hurt?
Her reddish brown hair is a bit messy, and her light freckles make her look like a minnie Marnie.
Dathon sees no reason to lie to his youngest sister.
“Millie, no. I can’t show you that.” He says sweetly, but stearnly. “It isn’t right.”
Millie furrows her brow.
She almost complains that he showed Marnie and her friends, but remembers the secret.
Dathon accidentally gives her an extra bit of knowledge.
“Besides, I can’t right now.” He admits.
It’s true.
Having ejaculated twice in such a short time frame, he’s at his daily limit.
And his penis could become chafed if he tries.
He knows from experience.
Millie suddenly shifts to a more ‘curious’ demeanor.
“Why?” She asks.
“I just can’t.” Dathon shrugs, somewhat sheepishly.
Millie looks at Dathon’s penis.
“Then can I just hold it?” She asks, innocently.
Dathon again is stunned by the 8 year old’s request.
He looks at his penis.
He can’t possibly become erect again right now.
Millie is just a curious little girl.
Dathon looks at the stairs, then back a Millie.
“Fine, Mill, but if we hear Marnie or Jill coming, you have to stop.” Dathon says.
Millie smiles and nods.
“This has to be a secret, okay?” He adds.
Another secret?!
Like she has with Jill?!
The idea thrills Millie.
She nods excitedly.
Dathon relaxes.
Millie quickly moves her hand to grip his soft penis.
“Mmmm?” Dathon groans, both at the touch, as well as the taboo nature.
Millie’s delicate hand feels light and gentle.
She squeezes, slightly, and lifts.

Millie is trembling!
She’s holding Dathon’s penis!
Wait ‘til her friends see!
Millie rubs her thumb along his pee slit, marvelling at the soft smoothness of his penis head.
The sensation isn’t lost on Dathon.
“Hah! Mmmmmmm!” He gasps and moans.
Even though he isn’t erect, the sensation is still incredibly pleasurable!
His body shivers.
Millie notices.
She keeps rubbing her thumb along the slit.
“This is like what I have, but smaller. Hehe!” She giggles.
Dathon can’t help but picture his little sister naked.
He shakes the image from his head.
“Dathon,” Millie looks up at him. “I’m glad you’re my brother!” Millie grins.
“Awww. Th-Thanks, Mill. I’m glad you’re my sister.” He pats her head.
Millie still has her hand on Dathon’s penis.
Flaccid, just the head is exposed.
“Hmmmm.” Millie looks at it.
“Fingers or fist?” She mumbles quietly.
“Huh?” Dathon gasps.
Millie catches herself.
“Nothing. Hmhm!”

“Hi, Ms Crandle? This is Marnie St Claire, Jill’s big sister?” Marnie speaks into the phone. “We spoke earlier this week about a play date over here for the girls?”
Jill pouts as Marnie speaks to the parents of her friends.
She wonders what Millie is doing with Dathon downstairs.
“Could I speak with Catelyn?” Marnie asks.
“Thanks!” She responds.
Jill is only half listening to Marnie’s conversations with she and Millie’s friends and parents, but catches the important bits.
“Catelyn? This is Marnie, Jill’s sister. I talked with your mom, now, I want to talk to you about something. Can you keep a secret?”
“Great! Okay, you know my brother, Dathon?”
“Mhm. He’ll be watching you guys when you come over. Now, I don’t want to scare you, but Dathon is a nudist. Is that okay?”
“Oh? It means Dathon is going to be naked.”
“Hmhmhm! Yes, ‘all the way naked’.”
“Oh? So you’ve never seen a naked boy?”
“Hmhm! Yes. ‘Everything’.”
“Great!”
“Oh? Yes. She’s right here.” Marnie says, covering the mouth piece on the phone.
“Jill, Catelyn wants to talk to you for a sec. You can tell her a bit more, but she still has to keep it a secret.” Marnie whispers.
Jill nods excitedly, taking the phone.
“Catelyn?”
“Hey, Jill! So I’m coming over to play tomorrow?! And Dathon is going to be naked?!” Catelyn asks.
“Uh huh!” Jill grins.
“Eeeeeeeee!” Catelyn squeels.
Marnie hears it through the phone as Jill holds the handset away from her ear momentarily.
She grins.
“Oh my gosh! I’m gonna see a real naked boy!” Catelyn coos.
“Can we make him go pee for us?!”
“Hehehe! Probably!” Jill has to practically bite her tongue to keep from telling her friend what ‘else’ they can make Dathon do.
But she can’t let Marnie know how much she’s learned.

Downstairs, Millie is also learning, much more than her older siblings would like.
“It’s so funny! Hehe!” Millie laughs.
“It’s not funny, Mill. It’s my penis.” Dathon blushes.
At least she isn’t focussing on the size.
With all the touching and cumming of earlier in the day, Dathon’s penis is spent.
He doesn’t even have to think about Jonah right now.
Even if Millie’s touching begins to feel as good as Marnie’s, the odds of him springing an erection right now are minimal.
Millie looks at the TV.
“Hehehe! I almost saw that dog lady’s boobies! And that moose guy’s penis!” Millie giggles at the raunchy humor of the 90’s cartoon.
But ‘almost’ seeing cartoon genitalia doesn’t compare to the real deal.
Millie shifts.
She tucks her free hand beneath her.
She gathers the fabric of her cotton shorts and panties as tight as she can, practically giving herself a wedgie.
She then lets her fingers crawl up her perineum to find her small girly bits.
“Hah! Mmmm.” She gasps and moans a bit as she begins wiggling her fingers.
She covertly begins masturbating while fondling Dathon’s flaccid penis.
The episode ends.
While he may not be at risk of an erection right now, the taboo situation is becoming too much.
“Mill, can you please stop?”Dathon sighs.
“Huh?” Millie looks at him.
She looks at her hand on his penis.
“But why?” Millie furrows her brow.
“You shouldn’t be touching my penis.” Dathon says.
“I know! It’s a secret! Hehe!” Millie chuckles and grins.
“Oh jeez.” Dathon sighs.
Looking at his penis in Millie’s hand, he can’t help feeling a bit of pride.
In her smaller hand, his penis looks a bit larger than in his or even Marnie’s.
If he were to get an erection, it would look huge!
(At least, that’s what he thinks.)
“I wonder what boys in my class look like.” Millie ponders.
“Jonah said there were kids at the nude beaches in Greece.” Dathon mentions. “He said they were all naked, too.”
“Wooooow!” Millie coos. “Boys AND girls?!”
“Mhm.” Dathon nods.
Millie gently squeezes Dathon’s penis.
She thinks about the conversation at lunch.
“Should I be a nudist, too?” Millie asks, letting go.
Dathon goes pale.
“Um, do you ‘want’ to be a nudist?” He asks nervously.
This is a dangerous conversation, and he knows it.
“I don’t know. I don’t have a penis, so I don’t have anything to look at.” Millie shrugs.
Dathon gulps.
Millie has other questions she wants to ask-
Questions about what Marnie’s friends did-
But she remembers Jill’s warning.
She knows it has to stay a secret.
Dathon remembers Marnie’s words.
“Mill, you’re my little sister. If you support me, like Marnie does, then I’ll support you the same way.” Dathon sighs deeply.
“Hah!” Millie’s eyes pop wide.
She leans in and hugs Dathon.
“Oh? Whoa! Um.” Dathon is shocked by the sudden gesture.
Millie sits back.
She squirms a bit.
“But girls aren’t supposed to let boys see them naked until they’re married.” Millie pouts.
Dathon grabs the chance to end this conversation.
“Welp, I guess that’s that, then.” He shrugs. “We CAN’T get married. That’d be weird. Hmhm!” He nudges Millie.
“Yeah! Weeeeeird! Hehehe!” Millie chuckles.
Dathon lets out a sigh of relief.
Millie finally fully looks back at the TV as Rugrats starts.
“Yay!” She chirps.
It’s the one Nicktoon other than Doug that Millie is allowed to watch.
“Hmhm!” Dathon chuckles.
He’s relieved as Millie’s attention is finally off his genitals.
He looks at her messy reddish hair tucked behind her ears.
He rests his arm along the back of the sofa and rests his hand on Millie’s head.
“Huh?” Millie chirps.
He gently moves his fingers, rubbing her head like Marnie rubs his.
“Mmmmm.” Millie relaxes.
“Feels good?” He asks.
“Mhm.” Millie nods.

The afternoon whittles away as Jill helps Marnie finish up the calls to she and Millie’s friends.
Jill didn’t think it would take so long.
She’s eager to spend time with Dathon AND find out what he and Millie have been up to.
“Okay. All set, Jill!” Marnie sighs, hanging up the phone.
“Can we go be with Dathon and Millie now?!” Jill pouts.
“Of course.” Marnie crosses her arms. “Jill, thank you for your help. You know Millie’s friends better than I do. I NEEDED you here.”
Jill softens.
“Now, remember, when your guys’ friends are here, Dathon will be in charge. I absolutely HAVE to get he and I’s back to school shopping done, and Deb is still busy, too.” Marnie explains. “When Millie’s friends are here, I need you to help Dathon. Don’t let things get out of hand.”
As nervous as Marnie is, she actually has faith that between the talk she’s given Jill, and the trust she has in Dathon, that she has nothing to worry about.
“I know.” Jill huffs.
Jill has other plans, though.
After what she saw Marnie’s friends do with Dathon, she plans to show off for her friends.
“Lets go see what Mill and Dathe are up to.” Marnie stands.

Deb finds herself in the parking lot of a shopping strip she woudn’t normally come to.
She thought of stopping by a gas station mini-mart or bodega, but she pulled in here on a whim.
“Magic Roots?” Deb reads the seemingly out of place, overly decorative sign over the shop awning.
She gets out and enters the strange little ‘niche’ shop.
There’s all sorts of shiny silk robes, decorative hats, wooden sculptures, hanging tapestries, carved sticks mounted on the walls, strange glass bottles and vials on mounted shelves and in glass cabinets, amongst various other dreamcatchers and ‘mystic’ objects.
“Can I help you?” A petite, stunning woman with long, flowing red hair in a form fitting black dress appears behind Deb.
“Oh!” Deb gasps, startled. “Um, m-maybe? I’m not sure.”
“Not sure?” The beautiful woman cocks an eybrow, looking into Deb’s eyes.
“I, um, I’m looking for-“ Deb thinks for a moment. “Um, I’m looking for an ‘herbal supplement’?”
“Pfft!” The woman scoffs.
She gestures to the glass cabinet behind her.
“For what purpose?” She asks stepping behind the counter.
“Um, do you have anything that- Like, for boys, can-? Um-“
The woman smirks.
She scans the glass cabinet before her.
“Ah!” She reaches in and grabs a blue glass vile with a dropper/stopper.
“2 drops. Under the tongue, in food, drink, whatever…” She holds it out to Deb.
Deb takes it.
“Oh! Um, it won’t-?” Deb faulters, caught off guard.
“100% natural. Nothing but basic herbs, water and a few words spoken while mixing it all together.” The woman shrugs.
The woman leans on the counter.
“It’s completely safe. Just makes ‘em last longer and increases volume.” She winks.
“Huh?” Deb asks, confused.
The woman smirks.
“It makes ‘em cum LOADS, darling.” She whispers.
“Hah!” Deb gasps at the blunt crudeness.
“How long does it-?” Deb starts.
“Ingredients activate in 2 hours. Results in-“ The woman rolls her eyes and waves her hand. “Whenever he ‘climaxes’.”
“Oh! Um,” Deb examines the unmarked, yet ‘fancy’ glass vile.
“Hmmm.” The woman narrows her eyes at Deb.
She lifts her thumb to Deb’s forehead.
“May I?” She asks.
“Huh?” Deb asks.
“Just relax.” The woman closes her eyes and touches her thumb to Deb’s forehead.
“Hah!” Deb feels a ‘jolt’ in her forehead and privates!
The redheaded woman opens her eyes and smiles, sweetly.
She pulls her hand away and nods at the vile.
“That’s what you want, guaranteed.” She smirks.
“Oh! Um, alright?” Deb examines the vile.
“How much-“ She starts.
The redheaded woman cuts her off.
“No charge.” She smiles.
“Seriously?!” Deb gasps.
“Seriously.” She smiles.
The woman’s green eyes sparkle like emeralds.
Deb doesn’t understand it, but she trusts the strange woman.
“Just remember, 2 drops.”
“2 drops.” Deb repeats.
“Come again!” The woman escorts Deb out of the store.

Dathon and Millie continue sitting and watching TV.
Millie still has her hand on Dathon’s penis.
Dathon is still rubbing Millie’s head.
They hear footsteps moving upstairs.
Dathon gently moves Millie’s hand from his penis.
“Mmmmm.” Millie groans in disappointment.
The steps begin descending the stairs.
“Remember, Mill, our secret.” Dathon whispers.
Millie smiles and nods.
Jill is first down the stairs.
She half-expected to see Millie working her hand on Dathon’s penis.
So, she’s surprised to see her little sister sitting calmly next to her naked big brother with her hands in her lap.
Marnie was also expecting to see Dathon nervously cowering away from his little sister, or perhaps having another ‘lude’ wrestling match.
But, no.
They’re sitting on the couch, calmly watching cartoons.
Dathon appears to be rubbing Millie’s head, like Marnie rubs his.
It’s sweet.
She also observes his penis and is greatly relieved that she can’t see it in his lap.
Jill makes a b-line for the couch and sits at Dathon’s other side.
She immediately looks at Dathon’s limp penis and balls, then at Millie.
Millie grins, mischievously.
“Everything alright?” Marnie asks.
“Yeah.” Dathon shrugs.
“Mhm!” Millie nods, grinning.
Dathon stops rubbing her head as he stretches.
Marnie can’t help herself.
Seeing Dathon sitting on the couch between his 2 little sisters needs to be documented!
“Dathe, wait!” Marnie says. “Keep rubbing Millie’s head, and rub Jill’s, too!”
“Huh?” All 3 siblings ask.
“Just do it!” Marnie chirps, running to the hall closet.
Jill and Millie look at Dathon.
Millie grins, as she was quite enjoying the head rub.
Dathon shrugs.
He lowers his hands onto his little sisters’ heads.
Jill slumps down a bit.
“Oooo!” Jill shivers as Dathon begins rubbing her head along with Millie’s.
Both girls grin as a look of euphoria spreads on their cute faces.
Dathon can’t help but smile as well, looking at their reactions.
Marnie returns a moment later with the polaroid camera.
Before Dathon can react, Marnie snaps a candid shot.
“Marn!” Dathon cups his hands over his crotch.
“Hey!” Millie yelps as he stops his head rub.
“Keep going!” Jill pouts.
The picture prints and Marnie begins shaking it.
“Marnie! Why?!” Dathon gasps.
“We don’t have any good pictures celebrating your nudism!” Marnie says. “This is a great opportunity!”
“No! No pictures! Please!” Dathon begs, unaware of the covert sunbathing picture Marnie took before.
“Awww! Relax Dathe. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of!” She says sweetly.
Dathon doesn’t care.
Photographic evidence seems too risky!
His sisters are one thing, but if anyone ELSE got a hold of a picture like that?!
Marnie holds the picture up.
It’s still developing, and it’s from a bit of a ways away, and from the side, so Dathon’s genitals aren’t visible, but it’s obvious he’s naked!
“Awwwww! This is too cute! And sweet!” Marnie coos.
“I wanna see!” Jill chirps.
“Me too!” Millie yelps.
“Marnie! Please! No! No more!” Dathon begs.
“Dathe, really. You don’t need to worry. Look.” Marnie walks over and holds the picture up to Dathon’s face.
Jill and Millie also lean in.
In the photo, dull sunlight lights the livingroom from the window blinds behind them.
Dathon is smiling sweetly at Jill as she grins, tucking her neck into her shoulders as she reacts to his touch on her head.
Millie is reacting similarly, but looking up at Dathon in adoration.
Dathon’s skinny body is on full display, and actually looks quite toned.
The saving grace for Dathon is that his genitals are flaccid, and the angle has them safely hidden behind his thigh.
He’s obviously naked, but every inch and detail of his bits are out of view.
If not for the fact he’s naked, it really is a sweet, candid moment.
“This is DEFINITELY going in the albums!” Marnie grins.
“Marnie! No!” Dathon begs.
“Dathe, come on! Relax! Don’t you want pictures to remember your ‘time as a nudist’? This is an important family moment!” Marnie smiles sweetly.
“But I’m naked!” Dathon pleads.
“Well, duh!” Marnie smiles.
“Look!” She holds the picture up to Dathon again.
“You can’t see your penis or anything!” She points. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. Plus, look how sweet you 3 look!”
Dathon does look again.
His smile is genuine.
Millie and Jill’s reaction to the headrub is adorable.
It really is a picture worthy of a hallmark card.
“Can we take more pictures?!” Millie chirps.
“Oooo! Yeah!” Jill grins.
Dathon stands, cupping his hands over his crotch.
“No! No more naked pictures!”
“Awww! Come on Dathe! You look great!” Marnie offers.
Dathon suddenly looks distraught.
Marnie catches it.
She lowers the camera.
“Dathe, really. Just look at it.” Marnie holds the polaroid out to him.
Dathon moves one trembling hand from his genitals and takes the photo.
He examines it, wincing, but also pursing his lips to the side- scrutinizing?
Marnie acknowledges the wince, though.
The fact she already has the secret backyard polaroid of Dathon with his fully exposed flaccid penis is enough.
The guilt sinks in.
“Okay. No more pictures, Dathe. I’m sorry.” Marnie turns to put the camera back.
“Awwwww!” Jill and Millie groan in unison.
Marnie makes to the hallway.
“I guess-“ Dathon starts.
Marnie looks back at him in surprise.
“I guess as long as you can’t see my-“ Dathon gulps, squinting at the picture.
“-my ‘privates’, it’d be okay?” He sighs.
Marnie’s heart begins racing!
“Yay!” Millie chirps.
“So we can take more pictures?!” Jill yelps.
Dathon looks at Marnie.
Marnie turns to face him and smiles.
“As long my penis isn’t in any of them.” Dathon blushes but smiles back.
“Well, great! Yeah!” Marnie grins. “We’ll just use up what’s left in the camera, though. We won’t take too many.” She offers with a nod at Dathon.
Dathon nods.
Marnie’s mind begins racing.
And don’t worry, Dathe. They’ll be ‘tasteful’ nudes. Hmhm!” Marnie chuckles.
Marnie immediately has an image of her own she wants to capture.
“And I have the first idea!” She says.

[Jeepman89]

Another great chapter setting up Jill and Millie's friends' turn to interact with naked Dathon!