Being naked outside is something different all together.
Dathon stretches out the towel on the concrete slab.
The sun is high enough that there’s only about a 4 foot shadow coming off the back of the house.
Dathon sits on the towel, keeping his knees to his chest at first.
Marnie watches from the back door.
Dathon is keeping himself pretty well concealed.
He’s clearly nervous, despite going outside being his idea.
He stays sitting with his knees to his chest, glancing at the fences that separate their yard from the neighbors’.
Marnie knocks on the glass.
Dathon looks behind him to see his older sister grinning and holding up 2 supportive thumbs.
Dathon nods and lays back on the towel, stretching out.
His limp penis flops along his hip as the sun shows off the smeared, greasy swipes of sunscreen across his body.
Laying flat, Dathon’s minimal muscles are momentarily flexed and prominent.
He takes a breath and relaxes, feeling the sun’s warmth ease him.
His hands still tremble, however.
Marnie can’t help but stare.
In the sun light, Dathon’s months of summer being confined to shorts or swimsuits are plainly evident.
His ‘bikini area’ is a clear shade or 2 lighter than the rest of his body.
If not for his limp penis and balls, one might mistake him for wearing tighty whities!
A sudden thought occurs to Marnie.
She hops back and runs to the hall closet.
She rummages through the top shelf for bit, sifting through old quilts, yard toys and holiday decorations until she finds it.
Still intact, with the flash folded down, she retrieves the family poloroid camera.
She flips open the front case containing the flash bulb, hoping there’s at least one shot remaining.
She hops back to the glass door and holds the view finder up to her eye.
She angles her head, leaning back and forth to frame the maximum of Dathon’s prone body for posterity.
Marnie thinks of a simple caption to go along with the photo that encapsulates everything.
‘Portrait of a 13 year old nudist.’
She clicks the shutter.
A flash goes off, momentarily blinding her in the glass’ reflection.
She nervously watches Dathon as the mechanical whir prints the polaroid.
Dathon shifts his head.
Marnie steps back.
Dathon gently reaches down and tugs his limp penis.
Marnie pulls the printed photo and gives it a few shakes.
She sets it on the table and returns the camera to the closet.
She returns to the kitchen and checks again on Dathon.
He’s still laying flat on his back, holding his hands, outspread on the towel.
Marnie picks up the developing photo.
She gasps.
It’s perfect!
Staring, she walks up the stairs to Deb’s room.
Deb’s door is open a crack.
She pushes it open.
“Hey!” Deb turns, sitting at her desk.
“Check this out.” Marnie holds out the polaroid.
Deb takes the photo and examines it.
She grins.
“Wait! Dathon went outside?!” Deb gasps.
Marnie nods, grinning.
“His idea, too.” Marnie grins.
“Did you tell Jill and Millie?” Deb asks.
Marnie shakes her head.
“Nah. Let Dathon relax a bit.”
Deb looks confused.
“Let him have some alone time today.” Marnie says.
Deb sighs, but nods.
Dathon trembles, feeling the warm, late summer air begin to dry the oily sunscreen residue.
He stares up at the clear blue sky.
Thousands of feet above, a plane slowly passes overhead.
Dathon knows it isn’t actually moving slow, but he pictures it as such anyway.
He pictures the plane tilting, aiming the windows downward towards the earth.
He imagines it being filled with girls.
Girls from school.
Can they see him?
Surely not from so far up.
Would they be able to tell he has no pubes right now?
Dathon reaches down and gently pinches his penis.
He gives it a few slow tugs.
As his penis reaches the limits of it’s elasticity, his fingers slide with the sunscreen.
They slide right over the sensitive spot on the underside, just beneath the head.
“Hah!” Dathon gasps.
Dathon places the fingers of his other hand at the base of his penis.
He slides them up along his soft shaft as it stretches as he did with his other hand.
The slickness of the sunscreen is a new sensation.
If he were stiff, his fingers would slide easily.
Dathon continues to stare up at the clouds, slowly tugging and stretching his penis.
“I’m hungry!” Millie chirps, setting down the controller.
“Me too.” Jill rubs her tummy. “Come on. I’ll make us something to eat.” Jill stands.
“PB & J?” Millie asks.
“Sure!” Jill and Millie head downstairs to the kitchen.
Dathon feels the warmth of the sun all over his body.
He tilts his head to the side, looking at his neighbor’s fence.
He knows she’s also a single 30 something woman.
What if she came out right now?
What if she had a daughter his age?
What if SHE came out and saw him?!
Dathon pictures the moment.
He feels a wave of embarassment and almost rolls over in his belly.
But he feels something else at the thought, too.
His penis twitches.
He stops tugging and lets his penis twitch in his fingers.
Like a plant, the warm sun has Dathon’s penis growing.
Jill and Millie enter the kitchen and make their way to the island.
“Get the bread and peanut butter, Mill.” Jill says, getting the jelly from the fridge, as well as plates and a butter knife.
Millie hops over to the pantry.
Retrieving the bread, she then hops back through the early afternoon sunlight spilling in through the backdoor glass.
Jill takes out 4 pieces, placing them on the plates and re-tying the bread bag.
“The peanut butter?” Jill asks.
“Oh! Yeah! Sorry! Hehe!” Millie shrugs.
Jill hands Millie the bred bag and Millie takes it back to the pantry to retrieve the peanut butter as well.
As Millie makes back and forth trips to the pantry, she and Jill have yet to glance out the back door glass.
Dathon is once again staring up into the sky as the warm sun continues to shine down on him.
He has one eye closed to try and limit the harsh brightness.
Pinched between his fingers, Dathon’s now fully erect penis is also staring up at the sky.
The warmth and freedom combine with the risk has Dathon wanting to jerk off.
But Marnie and Deb are still inside.
Dathon is alone though.
They won’t know.
Dathon slowly tugs his penis, keeping it angled towards the sky.
The added resistance of keeping it angled like that is adding to the pleasure.
Jill hands Millie her sandwich and the 2 girls sit down at the table.
Millie bops up and down as she chews her pb&j
“
P B and J. P B and J.
” She sings as she happily eats.
“Hmhmhm!” Jill chuckles before swallowing her first bight.
“Penis Butt and Jelly?”
“Hehehehe!” The girls giggle at her crude use of the initials.
“
Penis Butt and Jelly time! Penis Butt and Jelly time!
” Jill changes the tune and lyrics.
“Hehehehehehahahahah!” Millie belly laughs, almost falling off her chair.
The girls continue to laugh and eat, staying oblivious to the naked boy laying outside, just feet away, tugging his erect penis!
Dathon continues slowly tugging his stiff penis.
He could cum in seconds if he tugged quickly.
Dathon looks down at himself.
He’d been upset about the removal of his pubic hair, as little as it had been.
But he couldn’t deny, with his penis stiff, it looked…
“Big!” Jill get’s up, rushing around the table to Millie’s side, patting her on the back.
Millie coughs, spitting a big wad of chewed, gooey bred onto her plate.
Millie pants, Jill rubbing her back.
“Big! Millie! Too big a bite!” Jill keeps rubbing.
Millie breathes, turning to look out the glass door.
She blinks, taking in the bright sunlight from outside.
She keeps blinking, her eyes watery from tears of near death!
(Not even close, but you know the sensation.)
Millie relaxes as Jill rubs her back.
Movement at the lower portion of the glass door draws her attention.
She blinks, trying to process what she’s seeing.
“Jill!” She gasps and points.
Jill keeps rubbing Millie’s back, but does look where she’s pointing.
Jill stops rubbing and hops over to the door, followed by Millie.
There laying in the sun is Dathon!
The first thing the girls notice is that Dathon has an erection again.
The 2nd, more intriguing aspect, is what Dathon is doing with it!
He has his fingers on it and he’s moving his hand along the shaft!
“What’s he doing to it?” Milli asks.
Jill is mesmerized.
Dathon keeps his slow pace.
That tight ‘tickle’ is building.
He speeds up!
For 4 glorious seconds, he brings himself right to the edge, then…
he thinks about Marnie.
He stops.
He just holds his stiff penis angled at the sky.
Even though she wouldn’t know, Dathon feels guilty about jerking off without her present.
Dathon releases his penis, letting it angle up towards his face.
Dathon then begins ‘teasing’ himself again.
Jill and Millie continue watching Dathon slowly jerk-off.
Dathon intermittently speeds up, then pauses, then slowly starts again.
He lets go, then pinches it.
He points it up, tugs, then stops.
“I feel funny.” Jill whispers.
“Mhm.” Millie nods. “Dathon’s not supposed to have a rection.”
“E-rection, Millie.” Jill corrects.
Jill thinks about their wrestling match.
And then in their room while playing videogames.
She feels tingly.
“I don’t think he’s supposed to touch it like that either.” Jill whispers, unable to look away.
Both girls instinctively know what they’re witnessing is taboo.
Dathon brings himself to the edge, one more time.
Suddenly, the top of his head tingles, like a ‘new sense’ activates.
He forces himself to release his penis.
He shifts to lay on his side.
He tilts his head back to look at the patio doors.
First, he sees the back fence and green grass of the yard reflected.
Then, he sees the 2 petite figures staring at him through the glass.
Dathon feels a sinking feeling.
How long had they been there?!
How much had they seen?!
Dathon hopes it’s only been a few seconds.
Carefully, he lays on his front, adjusting his erection beneath him.
He closes his eyes and pictures Jonah, rubbing sunscreen on his butt in order to calm himself down.
With Dathon’s more interesting bits out of view, and with his erotic display concluded, Jill and Milli return to their lunch, still gazing at the bare boy butt on the patio.
Both girls squirm in their chairs as they finish eating.
“Let’s go outside with Dathon!” Milli chirps.
“Yeah, okay!” Jill says. “Lets put on our swimsuits.”
The girls run upstairs to their room.
Dathon remains on his front on the towel.
He has his hands over his erect penis, creating a ‘cushion’ between it and the concrete slab beneath him.
He pictures his hands being Jonah’s hands.
Ugh!
He keeps his eyes closed, continuing to attempt and conjure the right visualization that will relieve his erection!
Again Dathon thinks about what just happened-
How much Jill and Milli might have seen!
A warm breeze caresses Dathon’s bare butt.
Dathon squeezes himself in his hands.
Being naked outside might be too stimulating.
Jill and Milli are down to their underwear when Marnie enters their room.
“What are you guys up to?” She asks.
“We’re getting our swimsuits on so we can go play with Dathon!” Jill says.
“Yeah!” Milli chirps.
“Nuh uh.” Marnie shakes her head.
The girls are surprised by her response.
“Leave Dathon alone for now.” Marnie instructs.
“Awwwww! But he gets to play outside, why not us?!” Milli pouts.
“He’s not playing. He’s relaxing. He’s practicing his nudism.” Marnie says.
Jill scowls.
She thinks.
She wants to look at Dathon more!
Especially if he rolls over again!
“Besides,” Marnie continues. “If you make him uncomfortable, then he might not hang around when your friends come over.”
Jill and Millie are reminded of their upcoming ‘playdate’ with their friends.
Both girls have been looking forward to seeing their friends’ reactions to the naked boy.
“You called them?!” Jill asks excitedly.
Marnie grins and nods.
“Yup! You’re all set. Dathon will be here to watch you, so just play it cool when they’re here. Got it?”
Marnie sees the gears turning in Jill’s eyes.
“He’ll be watching after you while Deb and I finish up your back to school shopping, so don’t scare him too much before then. Get it?” She adds.
Jill quickly does the math.
She and Milli and their friends will be ALONE with Dathon!
Jill sighs.
“Okay.” She nods.
Millie pouts.
“But I wanna play outside!” She moans.
Jill pounces.
“We’ll set up the sprinkler in the yard! We won’t bother Dathon!” She offers.
Marnie thinks, scrutinizing Jill’s body language.
She thinks about Dathon.
She knows he can control himself.
“Fine.” She sighs.
“Yay!” The girls cheer.
“Finish getting ready, and I’ll put sunscreen on you.” Marnie smiles.
Dathon feels the warmth of the sun spreading across his back and his backside.
Nature’s bun warmer.
He relaxes, finally feeling his penis soften.
Slowly, he begins to drift off to sleep.
Several minutes later, Dathon is startled awake by the backdoor opening.
He looks up as Millie and Jill hop out wearing their little bikinis!
“What are you guys doing out here?!” He gasps.
“It’s the last week of summer!” Jill chirps.
“Yeah! We wanna play outside, too!” Millie cheers.
Jill hops to the side of the house and starts tugging the hose out into the yard.
Millie picks up the sprinkler head.
“Fine. Fine. Just keep the water away from me. I’m enjoying the warmth.” Dathon relaxes his head back down, watching as Jill and Millie figit with attaching the elongated sprinkler head to the hose.
They both drop it several times.
“Dathon? Can you help us get the sprinkler on?” Jill asks.
“Shhhhhhhhhh.” Dathon sighs, pushing off the ground.
Jill grins at his crotch as he approaches.
Dathon looks down and is relieved to see his penis hanging limp.
He gingerly steps along the grass to the middle of the yard and takes the sprinkler and hose from Jill.
Though obvious, lining up the spiral grooves of the hose’s ‘male end’ to the sprinkler’s ‘female end’ is quite cumbersome.
“Here. Hold the hose.” Dathon hands the hose to Jill.
He turns the sprinkler to double check his alignment.
Jill steps over the hose and pulls it up a bit between her legs, holding a length of it protruding from her crotch in front of her.
“Look, Dathe! I have a penis, too! Hehehehe!” Jill chuckles.
Dathon can’t help but chuckle as he follows the hose up to where Jill holds it between her legs.
The hose presses into the front of her bikini bottoms, giving Dathon a glimpse of the crease of her vulva!
Dathon gulps and focusses on fastening the sprinkler.
He gets the grooves aligned and is in the process of screwing it onto the hose when he hears the hiss of water.
“Ooo!” Jill shutters.
“Spisssssssssssss!” Cold water begins spraying in all directions from the neck of the yet to be fully sealed sprinkler head.
“Ah! No! Millie?!” Dathon spits as he hurriedly puts the final twists on the sprinkler.
He drops it on the ground and hops back to the dry warmth of the concrete slap.
“Thanks Dathon!” Jill chirps as she and Millie immediately giggle and hop through the thin wall of water. “Hehehehe! AH! Hahahaha!”
Dathon picks up his towel and hurriedly dries himself.
He’s happy to see the cold water didn’t have enough time to cause any further shrinkage, and relieved it should also prevent unwanted growth.
He then spreads the towel on the warm concrete and rests back down on his belly, shivering, waiting for the sun to finish the job.
He watches as Jill and Millie play, enjoying the fleeting glimpses of exposed buttcheek every once in a while.
The backdoor opens again.
Dathon looks back to see Marnie step out holding a towel and the sunscreen and wearing a pink 2 piece bikini!
“Oh! Did you run through the sprinkler, too? Hmhm!” She chuckles.
“No.” Dathon grumbles. “Millie jumped the gun at the spicket. I got sprayed.”
“Oh no!” Marnie steps next to him, stretching out her own towel.
“Ahhh.” She sits next to him and smiles at him. “Mind if I join you for a bit?”
Dathon blushes and shakes his head.
Marnie pulls her reddish hair back in a ponytail and then ties it up in a messy bun.
“Mmmmmm. Good idea on getting some sun! Feels nice!” Marnie stretches.
Dathon notices her perky, well formed breasts.
Marnie’s top is perfect for showing a bit of skin.
“Oh! Almost forgot.” Marnie picks up the sunscreen.
She looks at Dathon.
He’s doing a bad job of not staring.
Marnie doesn’t mind.
It’s flattering.
She decides to have some fun.
She slowly begins ‘shaking’ the tube of sunscreen in a suggestive manner.
She then holds the cap a littke ways above her hand and pops it.
She squirts the lotion into her palm with a highpitched little “Oh!”
She sets it down and begins rubbing it along her legs.
Dathon rocks his hips from side to side, then briefly lifts his butt into the air before lowering back down.
Marnie catches a glimpse though.
As Dathon’s pelvis left the towel, Marnie sees his penis swing up towards his belly before he rests back down.
He again rocks his hips and groans as he readjusts without touching himself.
Marnie feels the heat rising within her.
She checks to make sure Millie and Jill are busy playing.
She then looks at Dathon again.
“Dathe?” She asks. “Could you do my back?”
P B and J. P B and J. 
” She sings as she happily eats.