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6 chapters in and still loving the story! Comeuppance stories are my favorite and you write it so well. I know you already have it written out but these are my semi delusional hopes. Both of them get super embarrassed with a lot of interaction from the non-family audience and then aunt Jill's husband does the last justice and turns it back around on Aunt Jill for fulfilling her cruel fantasy of humiliating younger boys. I know it's an ENM and that's why it's delusional of me but your talent for writing characters makes me always want them to get their own taste of their medicine

No matter the direction I really love this story and thanks so much for continuing it!

Aunt Jill is separated from her husband, so he isn't there for this holiday. But otherwise yes, the two bare naked boys have quite an audience all of a sudden!

As I hoped, at least Amy finds Simon’s dick less attractive.
Hopefully, that sticks

I love how evil Aunt Jill is. Naked siblings are about to have a huge audience . I hope Jill have major part in next chapter too.

Hoping Simon has ED
While our MC is fully functional

Is the next chapter the finale?

Since they are all in holidays with a great family, it would be funny if Simon was forced to go to se a doctor, of course a female one very authoritarian and not concerned at all by modesty of boys, because he hwould have some rashes on his body without obvious reason.
His mother was not available the day of the appoinment, so it was her aunt who sent with him , it needed a car for the distance to do, and she decided that her daughters would come wih them to talk all together and would wait during the exam or go to a store if it was possible but when they arrived , all four entered in the medical clininc and the woman secretary asked at the aunt what was the reason of their coming , she explained and the secretary told them that she called the nurse to do some first basinc exams before they swould see the female doctor,
and if course it was a nightmare for him, he would be told by the young female nurse to undress completely which seemed not necessary to him but was required by rules of the medical clininc an her female cousins instead of stay in the hall were invited by the nurse to come with them in the exam room if they were interested n so he was naked in front of his aunt, his two cousins, the female nurse and even the woman secretary wo came to sent a paper for a sign and stay untilhis exam was finisged to have the sign, and he went naked to a bathroom in front of lady cleaners and a family with girls who were waiting and when he was in the exam office of the doctor , he was always naked and examined from head to toes in front of all the female persons , even his crack was examined with instruction to sit on all fours on an exam table and to spread the cheeks of his butt and his genitals were examined too very thoroughly
All the exam was humiliating for him but very funny for his aunt and the girls cousins!

Chapter 7 – Brothers in arms

Even after everything she had already put us through, I was still shocked that Aunt Jill would betray us both like that. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I’d assumed family was family and she would at least protect us. I could kind of understand the vindictive fun she’d been having, making Simon and I get naked in front of her and Amy, but I didn’t imagine she would really want to prolong our exposure in front of total strangers. For the first time, I felt true hatred for my aunt, as she shut off our escape route.

There was nothing I could do about Aunt Jill though. We were about to have bigger problems, in the form of a whole horde of people slightly older than me, closing in fast. I didn’t know what they intended, but they seemed gleeful and obviously wanted to take advantage of the two naked gifts that had unexpectedly been handed to them.

I hesitated a second. Aunt Jill was blocking mine and Simon’s path into the cabin. Could we simply force her out of the way? Together we certainly had the combined strength to overpower her, but you don’t feel very tough and brave, when you’re naked and your opponent is fully dressed. Could we run around the back of the cabin, and find another way inside? How much could I rely on Simon to follow my lead or to help me? I wasn’t sure what to do.

A second’s hesitation was all it took. A guy and a girl, both strong and athletic, piled into me before I could dodge them. They weren’t trying to hurt me but they were trying to forcibly uncover me and get a good look, in the same way as my cousins had all jumped on Simon after his shower. The difficulty of hiding my erection with only my hands meant I was already showing more than I wanted to. I fought to keep the rest covered, but it was no use. My hands were quickly pulled away, exposing my genitals to my two attackers and to everyone else around.

Mortified, I struggled to break free. Two more of the camping group joined in the fight, making sure I couldn’t win. My hard dick bounced around for its new audience as I fought. I felt it brush against someone a couple of times. In the confusion of the melee, I couldn’t tell whether it was one of the guys or one of the girls. I hoped it was a girl.

Working together, the group forced me to the ground. Once I was all the way down, they pulled my arms and legs out into a starfish shape. Then the four of them knelt down on each of my hands and feet to prevent me from moving. I looked across and saw Simon was in a similar position, ten feet away, having been forced down too by others in the group. We were trapped.

“Get the ropes and tent pegs!” shouted a guy holding down both of Simon’s legs. The two male campers who weren’t helping to pin us down dashed off back to the tents they had been setting up. It was easier to count how outnumbered we were now. Two guys and two girls holding me down. Two girls and a guy holding Simon down. Two guys who’d run off. Three more female campers who remained to inspect their naked captives, forming a circle around me and Simon. Twelve of them, plus Aunt Jill and maybe Amy making fourteen, nine of whom were female.

I pulled desperately against the people pinning me down, trying to break free, but the only thing I achieved was to make my dick and balls wobble around for them. The two guys who’d run off returned with various camping tools, as ordered. They hammered pegs into the ground near our hands and feet, and staked us out where we lay, using ropes to tie our wrists and ankles tight to the pegs, so we couldn’t escape. Satisfied, everyone stood back and formed a circle surrounding us.

I looked back past their feet, in the direction of the cabin, where Aunt Jill stood as a casual observer. Her arms were still folded and she made no move to intervene. She watched the scene with amusement. I thought I could also see Amy’s face at the window inside the cabin, though it was hard to tell, due to reflections on the glass. I hoped I was only imagining it. I would’ve begged Aunt Jill to help us, but she had clearly decided to leave us to our fate.

We lay flat on our backs, spreadeagled with our erect penises pointing towards our chests. That felt like we were somehow more on show than if they were hanging downwards as normal. More girls close to our age were staring at our private parts at once than had ever seen them before. I wasn’t wild about being judged by the guys watching us either. “Please stop looking!” I heard Simon beg but, unable to cover up, we were helpless to prevent any of them doing exactly that, as much as they wanted.

The jogging girl I’d encountered that morning stood over me. “You’re the nudie boy from the lake,” she said. It wasn’t a question. “I thought I recognised…” She paused and made a very obvious visual examination of my private parts. “…you,” she finished. “Tell me, do you ever wear clothes?” Her friends around her all laughed at that. “Have you two met before? Who’s your naked friend, Jenny?” asked one of the taller guys.

Another girl kept looking back and forth between me and Simon. “These two look similar,” she mused. “Well, apart from one obvious BIG difference.” She closed one eye as she said this, holding her thumb and forefinger apart and lining them up to assess first my erection, then Simon’s. She had to widen them for Simon’s. More laughter around us. At least she held her finger and thumb a decent way apart for us both. Then the girl pointed at me. “I’m guessing you’re brothers right, and you’re the elder one? What happened, did you two swap genitals or something?”

“Aw, don’t be mean,” put in a third girl. “It’s what you do with it that counts, right, Steve?” She nudged the guy standing next to her, who appeared to be her boyfriend. “Size AND technique, babe, gotta have both,” he said, pulling her towards him seductively. I was newly humiliated by these fresh jibes about our relative sizes from more people, but I tried not to let it show. “Okay, very funny. You’ve all seen us both and what size our dicks are. Can you let us go now?” I asked impatiently.

They weren’t done yet however. The girl who had just spoken sat down next to Simon and began fondling his huge erection. “Oh, what’s the rush?” she purred, suddenly playful and seductive. “Don’t you boys want to stick around and have a little… fun?” She wrapped a hand around Simon’s penis and began stroking it back and forth. Simon moaned softly, a mixture of pleasure and humiliation. A girl had probably never explored him like this before.

Another line had been crossed and it seemed touching us was now fair game. The athletic girl who’d first slammed into me followed her friend’s lead. She crouched down beside me and began to do the same thing to my penis. “It would be a waste not to,” she said. “Not after we’ve gone to all the effort of pegging you out. You should always make use everything you have on a campsite.” She stroked me back and forth a few times. It felt undeniably good, but this was far too public a place for such private pleasures.

It didn’t last long anyway. The girl only molested me for a moment before she stopped stroking. Part of me was relieved she had stopped, while another part of me (the part that was harder than ever) was frustrated and wished she would keep doing what she was doing. Apparently though, all the girl wanted was to make sure I was indeed as fully erect as it was possible for me to be.

Satisfied with the result, she held my penis slightly below the tip, lightly between two fingertips, so as not to block anyone’s view of it, and lifted it aloft, so that it was pointing straight up like a tentpole. The idea was to give everyone an even better view than they were already getting. The girl playing with Simon cottoned onto the idea and did the same to him, although Simon’s tentpole reached a couple of inches higher towards the sky than mine did.

My foreskin was now fully retracted to reveal my purple head. I could feel a few drops of precum beginning to emerge from its tip from all the stimulation. With my legs spread wide and my dick held up, my balls were fully on display to the people stood near my feet, and felt especially vulnerable. The fingertips gripping my dick and the outside air brushing gently against every part of my body all heightened the sensations I was feeling. The campers started circling us, like Amy had done to Simon not long before, comparing our genitals from all angles. I had never in my life felt so publicly exposed, so completely and utterly naked and on show.

I couldn’t escape, nor could I stop the crowd around me doing whatever they wanted to me. It was like Lizzie’s threat the day before of Aunt Jill tying me to a signpost. Aunt Jill may as well have actually done that. Handing us over to this group was having the same effect. Every naked moment I’d endured in front of people over the last couple of days was as nothing compared to what I was going through now. I was turned on but also as embarrassed as hell. I wished I could sink into the ground around me and never emerge.

“Okay, smile everyone!” said the jogging girl, Jenny, pulling a phone out of her pocket and holding it up. “NO!” screamed Simon and I together. Our protest was ignored. Jenny stood at our feet and snapped off a photo of the two of us and the girls holding our dicks aloft. The rest of the circle stopped moving and gathered in to smile for the camera.

I had no doubt you could see absolutely everything in that pic, including our faces. That was almost worse than our private parts being captured on camera. We wouldn’t simply be a pair of unidentifiable naked bodies. Anyone who saw the picture would see who those private parts were attached to and the extent of our humiliation.

But the situation had finally gone too far for Aunt Jill. It seemed that this was where even she drew the line. Aunt Jill stopped leaning against the cabin door and stalked over to our captors. “I think souvenir photos are a bit much,” she told them. “You’ve had a lot of good fun with my nephews, but you should probably delete that before it gets you in any trouble.”

The circle parted slightly to let Aunt Jill join them, but Jenny made no move to delete the photo she’d just taken. “They’re fine-looking boys,” she said to Aunt Jill. “You must be proud of your two nudists.” My Aunt gave her a sceptical look. “Hmm, well they’ve not done much to make me proud of them lately,” she said, stepping into the middle of the circle. She took another step over my chest, to stand between me and Simon. The girls holding us let go and moved out of our aunt’s way.

Aunt Jill inspected us both, our hard dicks glistening and halfway to climax, pointing upwards with their undersides on show, as well as our throbbing balls beneath them. We were an obscene sight and it was all the worse for having Aunt Jill witness it up close. I felt a weird sense of guilt about my aunt seeing my body aroused like this, even though she was clearly enjoying herself and my predicament was far more her fault than my own.

She stepped away for a moment to say something quietly that I couldn’t hear. Whatever it was, Jenny put her phone away, so I was grateful for that at least. Aunt Jill stepped back into position between Simon and I again. “I can’t let you boys back in the cabin in that state,” she reasoned, always seeming to find an excuse to keep us naked for longer. “You might scare your Grandma and Grandad. You’re going to have to take care of your ‘problems’ before you go back inside.”

Take care of…? She couldn’t mean…? But apparently, she did. Aunt Jill knelt down between us and untied my right arm and Simon’s left. No one in the circle of people moved in to stop her or to help her. It seemed the camping group were all unsure how to handle Aunt Jill. I knew that feeling.

With one hand now freed, I immediately reached over to untie my other arm, but Aunt Jill grabbed my free wrist with both her own hands and held it back. “None of that,” she snapped. There was a sadistic pleasure in her voice again, beneath the authority. “Get rid of those nasty erections of yours and then I’ll finish untying you. And I’d hurry up, if I were you. The others can’t be more than a few minutes away.”

The circle of young adults around us watched dumbfounded at what was happening. They were having fun playing with us, but hadn’t taken it this far. I could hardly believe it myself. None of them questioned Aunt Jill however, or suggested letting us go. The five male campers stood alert, ready to jump in if Simon or I tried to untie our other three limbs. The seven female campers simply observed, as my brother and I began the most degraded public act we’d ever been forced to do.

Slowly at first, then faster, I stroked my penis towards orgasm. I had never masturbated in front of another person before. Not girlfriends, not close guy friends, nobody. I was acutely, humiliatingly aware of everyone watching what I was doing to myself. The crowd started chanting, “Do it! Do it! Do it!” which wasn’t helping.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the memories of the athletic girl fondling me a couple of minutes earlier, and of seeing Lizzie and Amy naked by the lake first thing that morning. Then I tried imagining Jenny and the other six girls stood before me, as if they were just as naked right now as my cousins had been. They say picturing your audience in the nude helps to calm stage fright, right?

Almost immediately it seemed, Simon cried out several times in ecstasy from somewhere beside me, breaking my concentration. There was a round of applause. Clearly, he had finished already. He gasped, “I… did it… Now… let me up… Untie me!” “Well done, champ,” said the girl who had stroked him earlier. “That was disappointingly fast, but impressive. Let’s wait for your littler big bro to finish before we untie you both.” One of the guys in the circle added, “You’d better hurry too. I think I hear some people coming along the path…”

Everyone stopped to listen. I heard the voices too, far off but they would be here momentarily. Oh no, I couldn’t let Mum and Dad, Uncle Dave and Aunt Eva, and all my cousins catch me like THIS. How would I explain it to the kids? How would I ever face my parents again? How could Lizzie not lose whatever respect she had for me? I might actually die from pure shame if that happened. It was bad enough that the group of campers and Aunt Jill (and probably Amy) were watching all this.

“Hurry up!” Simon yelled desperately to me, clutching his one free hand over as much of his spent privates as he could, which was basically the end half of his penis. All eyes were on me now. Great, just what I needed, having to ‘perform’ under extreme pressure. The crowd chant changed to, “Cum! Cum! Cum!” as I wanked myself off like I had never wanked before, but it wasn’t working. I was more panicked than turned on and I just couldn’t reach a climax. “Aaargh!” I exclaimed in frustration.

“Here, let me help,” said the girl who had previously been fondling Simon’s dick. She hopped over Simon’s body to crouch beside me, took hold of my own shaft and stroked it back and forth, slowly but firmly. It was kind of weird that she had now done that to both of us. I noticed she had a tattoo on the arm she was using, but I paid no attention to what it was a tattoo of. With her other hand, she began massaging my balls in a similar fashion to my dick.

The foreign, female touch sent waves of intense pleasure through me. This was the second girl to rub my dick in quick succession, but this girl was taking me all the way. It was a million times better than doing it to myself, and she was clearly an expert. I moaned softly, giving myself over to her touch and to the sensations she was rapidly building within me to an inevitable climax. If this wasn’t happening to me so publicly, I’d have been in heaven.

A few seconds more and I cried out, and bucked my hips, as the orgasm took me. All sense of control or dignity gone, I surrendered to the overwhelming sexual release. Several gobs of semen shot up in the air, most landing back on my belly, some on the girl’s hand. In other circumstances, I might’ve been ashamed at cumming after what was probably less than 30 seconds of a girl’s touch, but this was an emergency. I shot four or five times, then gasped for air as the intensity of what my body was feeling gradually subsided.

I felt hands untying my left arm and my feet as I lay there recovering. My dick was deflating rapidly and lay sticky with the residue of what it had just ejaculated. I staggered slightly as several people helped me to my feet. I smiled weakly at the girl who had just given me such an incredible hand job. (I didn’t even know her name!) I was far too embarrassed to look at Aunt Jill.

Simon had also been released, and stood covering himself with both hands. He and I traded glances, as if acknowledging the worst was over and we’d survived, but we still needed to escape. We heard the voices again, much closer now and clearly recognisable. I could pick out Uncle Dave’s and a couple of my younger cousins. It was indeed the rest of our family, on their way back to the cabin.

They must be near the edge of the trees already. They might see us at any moment! The fear in Simon’s eyes must’ve mirrored my own. With no more hesitation, we pushed through the circle of people surrounding us and sprinted for the cabin. We didn’t look back. This time no one tried to stop us.

We got inside and slammed the door hard behind us. We leant against it for a second, breathing sighs of relief. Once we’d caught our breath we dashed through the hall towards the safety of our room, needing to get there before the others followed us inside. We’d temporarily forgotten the cabin wasn’t empty and we weren’t alone. Grandma and Grandad were sitting on the couch as we passed through the living area, and Amy stood near the window. All three were watching us with expressions of mild curiosity.

Simon and I both slapped a pair of hands over our crotches. It was getting to be a familiar pose for both of us. We were too late of course. There was a line of sight into the hallway and the three of them had seen us as soon as we’d blundered indoors. “You look like you’ve had an eventful time, dears,” Grandma remarked casually, sipping a cup of tea. “Amy said you were making new friends out the front,” Grandad added, taking a sip from his own cup. “Your Grandma and I didn’t like to pry, but Amy spent a while watching. I think she was concerned for you both.”

Amy nodded, made a false pretence of sounding innocent, which was fooling no one. She asked if we were okay, and I said we were. “It looked very, er, energetic out there,” Amy said, stifling another giggle. “And educational.” That pretty much confirmed she had been watching us the whole time and seen everything that had been done to us, and that we’d done to ourselves. I blushed, and suddenly remembered I still had semen splattered across my stomach. I’m sure it was noticeable. At least everyone had the decency not to mention it.

“I’m sorry you had to see us like this,” I said to our grandparents. “It was Aunt Jill, she made us,” added Simon, checking the position of his hands to make sure he was indeed covering everything. Grandad looked amused. “Hmm, yes, Jill always did have a way of getting boys into trouble, all the way back to when she was younger than you are now,” he said.

Grandma reassured us, “Don’t worry about us, dears. It takes a lot to shock us at our age. You might be a big lad, Simon, but you get that from your grandfather.” She looked at Grandad with a twinkle in her eye. He smiled affectionately back at her. Yuk, I thought. We did not need to know that!

Simon looked doubtful. “But then why…? I mean, Aunt Jill wouldn’t let us inside, in case you saw our…” He tailed off, fidgeting with his hands. “Dicks? Cocks? Hard-ons?” Amy helpfully suggested, then added, “Sorry, Grandma and Grandad,” as an afterthought. I thought that would earn her another telling off, but our grandparents simply looked amused. “Amy darling, you seem to have inherited your mother’s one-track mind and potty mouth,” Grandma told her calmly.

Grandad cleared his throat and said, “So to sum up. You’re both healthy looking boys. We’re neither of us traumatised by the sight of our grandchildren’s bodies, but thank you for your concern. You might’ve warped young Amy’s mind here, but I’m sure she’ll learn to cope. Your Aunt Jill isn’t grown up and sensible enough yet. Your Grandma and I will have words with her about this. And the two of you might want to think about finding some clothes. Is that about right?”

As he said the last part, we heard lots of footsteps rapidly approaching the cabin door. Mum, Dad and the others were about to burst in on a very naked Simon and I. It was definitely time to find clothes. Still covering ourselves with our hands, for what that was still worth, my younger brother darted into the bedroom, with me following closely behind. There was a final laugh from Amy behind us as we went.

I heard the front door open a second or two before I got the bedroom door closed behind me. As I said, there was a line of sight through the cabin. Hopefully no one else saw anything as they came inside, just as hopefully none of them had seen anything when we were sprinting inside either. Maybe. Hey, I can hope, can’t I?

I leant with my ear pressed to the bedroom door for a moment, making sure no one was about to follow us in. I heard chatter. At one point I heard Lizzie ask, “Where are the boys? Did they get back okay?” Amy sounded amused as she replied, but I couldn’t make out what she or anyone else was saying. At least that confirmed Lizzie hadn’t witnessed us naked outside, and increased the likelihood that the rest of the family hadn’t either.

I picked a box of tissues from my bedside table, grabbed a couple and offered the box to Simon. Neither of us bothered concealing what we were doing from each other as we sat on our beds, still naked, wiping all the remaining ejaculate off every last inch of our dicks and abdomens. It was a very undignified act of personal cleansing, but we’d just been through a lot more demeaning stuff together than that.

When I’d caught Simon jerking off after his shower, I’d decided there were some personal moments even brothers shouldn’t share. That was still true, but I guess they CAN share more personal moments than I’d thought. All it takes is being marched naked together through the woods, mocked, tied down and jerked off in front of a crowd, to bring you closer together. Who knew?

I tossed the wad of tissues into the bin and went over to the window. Being a high window that only came halfway down my chest, I wouldn’t be exposing anything important to anyone outside. It was safe to look out of. Not that I had anything left that hadn’t already been exposed to everyone out there, I thought ruefully.

Aunt Jill was still outside. I saw her talking with a few of the girls, including Jenny, the jogger with the phone camera. Maybe Aunt Jill was persuading her to delete the photo, like she’d told Jenny to when she first took it. Maybe she was asking Jenny to share it with her. Who knows? I was certainly never going to ask Aunt Jill, that’s for sure. I probably wouldn’t believe her answer anyway.

I left the window and started to dig out some clothes. Simon had just pulled on a pair of boxer shorts, his private parts now finally private once more. Well, private apart from a ton of people’s memories and a photo that might get shared far and wide. I guess we were both going to have to deal with knowing that. My own boxer shorts, that I’d rejected that morning, seemingly a lifetime ago, were still lying on the floor between the two beds.

Simon looked across at me as I picked them up and stepped into them. There was a wickedly mischievous glint in his eye, very like the one he’d given me during my first nude incident at the lake, when he’d held my clothes above his head. This time, however, it wasn’t me who was the target of his evil thoughts. He asked me the question that was beginning to play with my mind too.

“So, how ARE we going to get even with Aunt Jill and those campers?”

I hoisted my underwear up around my waist, so that I was safely no longer naked either, and I grinned right back at my brother.

THE END?

BareB4U wrote: Fri Mar 13, 2026 8:40 am THE END?

Please let the answer to that question be "No"

Perfect set up for a sequel (and maybe even a collaboration?)