Pantsing and Stripping Forums

Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 14. Proper Manners


My brother Bradley was having a bad day. His younger brother, sister, and three students of Dorthea's sewing club, got to sit on the living room
sofa while our mom adjusted the dress. Mom had to take one and a half inches off of the length. I thought it already looked super short. I
couldn't imagine any girl would wear something so outrageous. If Bradley bent over forward, his ass would become partly exposed. If he were outside, a gust of wind could toss the front of the skirt upward, and his dick would be seen.

There was no mistaking what the pointy thing was that pushed the front of the skirt out a couple inches. There was no mistaking the reason
for the pink color to my brother's facial features.

Mom measured and used pins to tuck part of the midriff into a small fold. The dress got a little shorter. Mom then measured and folded and
pinned one inch off the hemline. As the bottom was lifted to be folded and pinned, Bradley's penis, mainly the head, popped down into view.
Each time that happened I also saw his balls. Riley giggled. Shirley stuck the knuckle of a finger into her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.
And even Devon's lips pursed into a roundish shape as he said, "Oooh".

I was intrigued when it was Devon who leaned over to me as he said, "Your brother is cute." My other brother sat silently at the other end of the
sofa, the only one who seemed to be embarrassed by all of this. Maybe it was the two sixteen year old girls watching this series of wardrobe malfunctions that had him nervous.

"Okay...I think I'm finished with this," mom said, as she took a few steps back.

Dorthea inspected the work, declared it good enough, declared it ready for the adjustments to be sewed into place to make the final form of
the party dress for Delilah's surprise gift. Mom wipes her brow while sighing. Getting it right took a lot of pressure off.

"We're done with the fitting. Raise the arms up, Bradley. I need to take this to the sewing machine."

Not surprisingly, Bradley was shocked. "Say what? Ta, ta, take this off?...I can't take - -"

Mom grabbed the bottom of the dress and she lifted it up to Bradley's waist, exposing everything. The balls on my brother hang down low
enough I can make out each roundish lumps in the sack, easily viewed since his penis is partially stiff, sticking straight out instead of hanging
down.

"Ha," Riley blurted out and she slapped her knee with a smack.

"Oh My," Shirley said after she gasped.

Devon says, "Fabulous", as he rubs and claps his hands together.

Momentarily, my exposed brother was stunned into silence. Then he shouted out, "NO!" He tried to push the dress back down.

Dorthea came over to help. "Let me assist with that. Don't want any pins to fall out or poke this nice son of yours."

With my mom holding onto the dress on one side and Dorthea on the other, my brother had no chance to keep the colorful and tight fitting
material from being slid up his body, leaving him bare once it got pulled over his head.

"You are so right, Devon," Shirley excitedly states. "He is fabulous. I heard he's only fourteen and he looks this good? I'm impressed. Marie, aren't you impressed with your big brother?"

All I could do was nod my head, agreeing with their words. My brother Bradley is super hot. I guess I've always thought that.

Despite the cascade of compliments from the onlookers on the couch, Bradley slams his hands over his groin as soon as his arms got freed of
the dress lifted over his head. A few seconds later, a hard slapping sound is heard and Bradley jumped as if bitten by something. He turned to
look at mom with a dismayed expression.

"That is not the way to behave in front of guests. Only little kids and older ladies who need to pee are allowed to use that pose. It's not proper
for a boy your age."

"But...but mom."

"Don't you but me. Nobody cares if they see a boy's butt." Mom was beginning to sound exasperated and rushed as she folded the dress neatly
to take to the sewing machine.

Devon and the two girls are smiling politely as this family issue takes place. Bradley continues to cover himself.

"They can see more than my butt. This is obscene. It's not right." Bradley listed off all the reasons he could think of.

"You are only fourteen, Bradley. Boys your age have no need to be so modest. Overcome this shyness and you'll have more confidence, trust
me. Does anyone over there object to seeing my son in his natural state? If he was a fat slob I'd understand, but my boy is a healthy and
fit young man who has no reason to hide any inch of his glorious body. Don't you guys think so?"

Of course the three sewing club students agreed wholeheartedly that there was no reason for Bradley to feel ashamed.

Bradley brought his arms down to his sides, seeing that he was losing this battle. But he did toss out his final plea for some kind of justice.
"But mom...why am I the only one who is naked?"

Mom looked from Bradley to the younger brother Chad at the end of the sofa. When Chad saw his mom's eyes fall upon him he got slightly
pale, started to shift uncomfortably on the couch seat.

"For once you are perfectly correct, Bradley. You shouldn't be the only one. Okay, Chad. You heard your brother. He should not be in this
all by himself. Now stand up and take off your clothes. Now if Devon wants to strip down, I will leave that to his discretion as our house guest.
Come on now, stop dawdling and do what you must. It's proper manners, and don't keep our guests waiting."

Riley and Shirley looked over toward my younger brother as he stood up. Without looking at anyone, looking down, Chad started to unbuckle
his belt.

Hopefully Devon will decide to strip down and let everyone see him naked, too.

I'm glad they all think Bradley has nothing to be ashamed of!

Loving how nonchalant the adults are with making the boys get naked. They may find it severely embarrassing but to the adults it's no big deal, in fact they most likely enjoy it.

Chad joining his brother naked now, i wonder if there will be any more girls clothing for them to model?

Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 15. When Mom's Away the Mice Will Play


There was a question that kept digging into my brain. It was a question directed at me. "Marie, aren't you impressed with your big brother?"

Bradley is two years older than I am. I've always just considered him to be a big brother, like what else could he be. I had to do what he said
most of the time, and I had to stay out of his way when he didn't want an annoying little sister to be butting into his business. But recently
things had flipped. It was all topsy turvy and more and more often it as Bradley who was no longer in charge of me.

Lately I'd been in more situations where I saw Bradley or Chad naked. I'd come to realize that Bradley was a boy that other girls thought
was good looking, and I started to notice what it was that made them think that. In some ways Bradley was so much more mature than me,
being a lot taller, heavier, and a hell of a lot more muscular. In other ways my older brother still looked like a younger boy. With him wearing
a short skirted, no sleeved, tight fitting party dress, I could see he still had no hair under the armpits. He barely had any on his lower legs.
Only when he had to take the dress off and stand naked in front of everybody could one see his pubic hair was a short length of black hair
that only was directly above the penis, with hardly any along the sides. Bradley's balls were completely smooth, and it was the first time I
got to stare at them and mentally guess as to their dimensions tucked down in the sack.

Was I impressed? If he wasn't my brother I guess I'd be very impressed. But with him being my brother I was still seeing him through a different
set of eyes than Shirley, Riley, or even the college guy Devon. That was the biggest surprise so far, that the college boy was just as eager to
see my brothers stripped down to bare essentials.

It was my younger brother who now had to get naked and become a feast for hungry eyes. Chad often showed less inclination to be nervous
or frightened when it came to be nude in front of other people. But with there being new girls and guys in the room watching, Chad was
suddenly just as shy as Bradley normally is.

It took some encouraging words from Dorthea...and some threats from mom, to get Chad to finally strip his jeans and briefs off.

Though my younger brother is very fit and athletic, much more than Bradley is, Chad looks like a little boy. He has no sign of hair growth
anywhere, and his dick and balls are basically similar shape only half the size.

Speaking of size...Devon pulled out the yellow measuring tape again. With there being two naked boys and several interested girls, Devon
could keep himself involved in the fun by being the official erection measurer.

"Who want to see how big this Bradley gets?"

Shirley and Riley immediately showed their enthusiasm for that by embracing my brother. Each girl gave Bradley their full attention,
commenting on his nice features and rubbing their eager hands on his body. I sat on the sofa and watched as the two older girls tweaked
the nipples, pinched the butt, ran their fingers up and down his stomach, twirled those same fingers through his patch of pubes. My brother
was powerless to resist, having been ordered to remain naked and to keep his hands away from attempting to cover up. It wasn't long until
he had a full hardon, and that is what Devon was waiting for.

"That pretty young thing has some kind of thing," Devon says as the two girls bring the red faced Bradley before the seated guy with the
tape measure.

I could see how embarrassed Bradley was, and I too felt some of that emotion, but I could not look away. Devon placed the end of the tape
up against the base of the shaft, pulled the tape along to the tip.

"Not bad," Devon said as he looked closely. "5.75 inches. Almost officially a stud. I bet by the time he is fifteen he'll measure at least six
inches...probably more."

When the tape measure touched it, the dick twitched and jerked. The measurement took a few tries to get the exact measurement, as it
kept jerking upward and Devon had to reset and re-read the tape. The college guy was in no hurry to get the job done, and Devon appeared
to enjoy every bit of it. It was the first time I ever saw a guy touch another guy's dick. Devon did a full set of measurements, wrapping the
tape around the middle of the shaft, and he even placed the end of the tape up against one of the testicles, but I don't recall what those
measurements were. I only remember the dick length.

Fortunately for Chad, Devon had no interest in measuring the younger brother. The girls kept their attention on the older sibling, and Chad
ended up being the butler and maid to fetch more snacks, more drinks, and to clean up anything that got spilled on the carpet.

My mom was for a while out of the picture, having taken the dress to make the alterations on the sewing machine in her bedroom. Dorthea
would check on my mom's progress, but she didn't stay long out of the living room. Dorthea seemed delighted in watching how her sewing
club students kept Bradley under wraps. Several times Dorthea did comes over to put her hands on Bradley, but for the most part she was
content to sit and watch, the smile never leaving her face.

After a while, while watching quite a few changes of expression on my brother's face, I became a little concerned. Wasn't the humiliation of
having to be naked among clothed guests bad enough? Did they have to keep touching him, not only on his chest and butt, but being bold
enough to constantly comment on and touch Bradley's boner. Shirly and Riley wouldn't let him out of their sight. They couldn't keep their
hands to themselves, and I was too young to be brave enough to tell these older girls, "Hands off my brother."

Incredibly, it was Devon who went another step in hands on. The cute nineteen year old took off his black see through shirt. At first I was
caught up in the sight of the older teen showing some skin. Devon is super slender, but with a six pack of abs, and his nipples were so
wide and dark colored...it was amazing. But what Devon did was dastardly. He took that fine mesh material of the see through shirt,
and he placed it over Bradley's erection. Rubbing the shirt back and forth, the sheer cloth was rubbed across the head.

Bradely moaned and groaned fiercely. His body trembled. He tried to pull back, but the two girls grabbed his arms and held my brother
in place. My mouth was dropping as I watched the shirt slide back and forth, and could see how Bradley's head got squished and the skin
moves this way and that, with glimpses of his piss hole as the shirt tortured his little sensitive head.

"Humm...umm...ooohhh," my brother moaned and it looked like he'd explode any second.

Then suddenly the shirt torture stopped. "That was fun...but I don't want no stains on this," Devon said.

I would have been happy to see another older teen get naked, but the shirt was all Devon took off.

The final straw was when Riley decided to switch the attention to Chad. He was just standing nearby, not getting in the way, when Riley called
him closer. She grabbed him and my little brother was pulled down on the couch. Shirley and Devon made way for Chad to be stretched
out on the couch, Devon holding the feet while I was told to hold the arms. Being the nice and well behaved twelve year old I did as I was
told. Shirley and Riley then tickled Chad. He squealed and squirmed, especially when the hands got to his crotch. It seems they were trying
to make Chad pop a boner too, to maybe compare erections with Bradley. Chad didn't get hard, but it must have been some time since
Chad had been to the bathroom. After several minutes, Shirley stopped to look at her hand.

"I think he peed himself, the little bugger."

Everyone stopped to stare at Chad's dick. Even I could see the dribble of pee that had come out, some on his belly, some trickling over the
side of his hip. I let go to grab for a tissue box.

"Will you guys leave him alone!" Bradley said. It was the only words I remember him saying since the dress was pulled off of him.

At this point I had to back my big brother. "Yeah, that's right. That was too much."

Dorthea came over to gather her students up, and she took them into the kitchen. It gave me the time to wipe Chad up down there and dab
at the sofa cover. Chad looked so embarrassed and Bradley looked furious. My older brother was steaming hot and he paced back and forth,
not even covering up even though the big kids had gone into the other room.

"Wow," I said. "That sure got out of hand fast."

After Dorthea and the sewing club students left, I did tell mom what happened. To my surprise she was only upset about Chad wetting
himself, telling my younger brother, "Don't wait so long to pee next time."

Loving this chapter. With the boy measured we have a mental note on how big he is! Oh the embarrassment he would have felt being while being watched!

Very interesting chapter with the older teens having some fun with the boys.

Great to see another chapter of this! One of my favourites.

Very sweet to see the siblings stick together, I wonder if Bradley will be allowed to get dressed now the sewing club has left. I sort of hope Mom doesn't let him

Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 16. First Naked Ride


I don't know what caused my mom to fight back against the changing norms of nudity in normal society. Mom loved the concept of "Nude
Punishment", but she didn't think the typical scenario of making one of the boys go without clothes at home to be effective enough. She
reasoned that if only family members saw Bradley or Chad doing his chores while naked, what difference did it really make.

She started to threaten loss of clothing in public as a way to keep her boys in line. If I messed up I could be grounded, get my phone taken
away, be made to do extra chores, but never was loss of clothing used as a deterrence for me.

The first time nude punishment was done outside the house was when my brothers would not stop pestering each other while we were at
the library. First, they could not decide on what movie DVD to check out. Then they made too much noise as they looked at the fashion
photography and modeling section of books. My mom found them laughing, pointing at pics of naked models. Mom was furious with them,
saying that since the boys were laughing they were not mature enough to look at such material.

The odd thing is, I was at the library to look up material on historical ways that nudity was done in the past. Specifically, instances of male
nudity in art and sculpture. I had an art project coming up, and I wanted to do my lesson on famous examples of when male nudity was
depicted in art and how it was done. Since I was looking up nude male works of art, naturally my brothers did their best to find examples of
nude female art, until mom pulled them aside for making too much noise and disrupting the peace and tranquility of the library. My older
brother was not happy about it.

"Why does Marie get to look up books showing guy's dicks and we can't look at those books showing tits?"

"Boys think dirty thoughts when they look at girls that way," mom told us.

"If it's in the library, why can't we see it?" Chad asks, and I thought it was a reasonable question.

Our mom had a hard time with any kind of back talk, even when simple questions could be answered simply. After we checked out, with a
handful of books and magazines for me, nothing at all for my brothers, mom decided she had to try out her latest idea of naked punishment.

I had just gotten into the back seat of the car when mom told the boys to stop and stay where they stood.

"Chad and Brad...you two disappoint me. You have perverted thoughts about women's bodies. And you don't shut up and listen when I tell
you to do something. So I'm going to tell you this...both of you take your clothes off. Take everything off right now. I'm opening the trunk
of the car. Everything you two have on it goes into the trunk."

Bradley and Chad thought this was nuts. I thought it was crazy. Both of them complained but mom will not budge once she sets her mind to
something. Seated in the back seat, I leaned out to look at my brothers getting upset and angry, but that didn't do them any good. The yelling
caused a number of people to stop walking and watch us.

"You two better get naked and into the car. More people are going to show up," mom said, and she turned to look at a group of high school
age teens only a couple cars away.

We were not going to get anywhere this way, and finally my brothers had to relent. They went to the back of the car, and they both stripped
everything off. Even socks and undies ended up on the floor of the trunk compartment next to the spare tire. With the small gathering of
onlookers amazed and startled by the sight of two young teenage boys taking clothes off, for the first time my brothers had to get naked in a
public setting.

I remember my older brother saying getting naked in public is against the law. Mom said nudity at home or among friends doesn't count.
This parking lot next to the library was not a private location like home or a friend's house. This was random strangers nearby seeing my
brothers get naked. There were some younger kids among the scattering of strangers in that parking lot. I could hear them laughing or asking
questions to their parents.

Once Bradley and Chad started to take their clothes off, they did so as fast as they could. Then once every last item was tossed into the
trunk, they bolted around the car to get in. Bradley got into the front seat, and Chad got to sit with me in the back.

I was laughing a bit when they got into the car. I was shocked the whole thing was going down, but it was so outrageous that I had to laugh.
When Chad buckled himself up, I teased him by rubbing his leg. Then I teased him some more, poking my fingers into his sides. He started
laughing with me. Mom was still upset and she told us to shut up.

In total silence mom started the car. I looked around to see everyone watching was still looking at our car as it drove off.

The library is a ten minute drive from our house. As a nude punishment it won't be so bad, though I did consider mom might extend their
punishment to a longer stretch of time once inside the house. What caught me by surprise was when the car turned off the street into
the driveup lane for the Kentucky Fried Chicken.

KFC drive-thru! This should be good.