What Sam Saw - NEW 8th July

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Part 14 – The last willy

It was fun, running around outdoors in a swimsuit, but playtime couldn’t last forever. After a while, Yuto declared he needed to go home. “We’re going out for lunch,” he explained. “Mum wants me home by 11:30. I’m going to be late!” That reminded Sam that she had been told to be home for lunchtime too. “I’ll ride with you,” said Harry. “We’re all cycling in the same direction, after all.”

With three of them leaving, the ball game was effectively over. They gathered round at the edge of the trees, where Sam sat down on the ground. She removed her shoes, so she could get back into the rest of her clothes before putting them on again. “I guess I’ll see you guys next week in school?” she said as she dressed, trying to make it sound normal, but unable to hide the underlying question. It won’t be too awkward, right?

Theo voiced the worry they had all been thinking. “Um, Sam. When we’re in school, you won’t… you won’t bring up what happened, will you?” Sam began pulling on her purple t-shirt and pink leggings. “I won’t bring it up, and I promise not to make fun of you about it,” she said, earnestly. She looked apologetic. “But I’m sorry, Theo, it won’t stay a secret. Asha already knows.” Theo groaned, as did a couple of the other boys. Sam continued, “My sister knows too, and she’s starting school a couple of years below us.”

“Her sister’s a devil, too!” said Charlie, remembering his one and only encounter with Isobel. “Well, if anyone mentions it, I’ll tell them I knew and that I saw Sam’s bum,” Rafi declared. She nodded. That was fair enough. Belatedly, she realised that fully half of the boys had known she was a girl when they saw her naked the previous day. “Say, Sam,” Charlie went on, “me, Nathan and Harry all helped you this morning. Nate and Harry both saw you yesterday, so I was wondering…”

“I already told you no!” Sam interrupted him firmly, but she was amused by his desperate persistence. She knew now that Charlie wouldn’t ever try to strip her, but she also knew how badly he wanted to see her private parts. That didn’t give him a right to. “You might’ve helped me today, Charlie, but you didn’t tell me about the cubicles being out of order yesterday, AND you encouraged the others to try to see my parts, when you KNEW I was a girl!”

Charlie shrugged cheerfully, in the same way he had the first time Sam refused his request. His comment had reminded her of something. “Hey Nathan,” she asked, “what did Max mean earlier, when he said you weren’t interested in seeing my privates?” Nathan’s face twitched almost imperceptibly. Max flinched more obviously, and said, “Oh, I was just mad. Sorry, Nate, I shouldn’t have said that. Just forget it, Sam.”

Sam paused in the act of re-tying her shoes and looked back and forth between the two of them, puzzled. Nathan gave a similar shrug to Charlie’s. “I’m gay, Sam,” he answered simply. It seemed to be a day for sharing secrets. “I thought you were too, the way you kept trying to see the other boys. I pulled your towel off, hoping to see… Well, let’s just say I was surprised! Max is wrong, anyway. I am interested, just not in THAT way. Does that make it easier for you, being seen by me?”

Not really, Sam thought. You’re still a boy, and you still saw the parts of me that are different from your own. She smiled at Nathan, however, and said goodbye to the others as she strapped on her pink helmet. Then she, Harry and Yuto climbed on their bikes and rode out of the park together. “You’ve GOT to come inside for five minutes when we get to my place,” Yuto insisted. “I want you to tell Kaito, and I want to see the look on his face when you do!”

Over at the Suzukis’ house, Kaito had been making the most of his younger brother’s absence to make use of the gym equipment his father had set up in their garage. Yuto liked to make fun of Kaito for working out so much. “You’re obsessed with your body, but it hasn’t got you a girlfriend yet!” his brother had taunted him the other day. Kaito had replied that he’d find one before Yuto ever did, and suggested Yuto work out more himself if he wanted to be strong enough to resist Kaito murdering him.

“You’re a sweaty mess! Get in that shower before we go out to lunch!” his mother told him as he walked through the living room. “Love you too, mum!” Kaito answered sarcastically. Mrs Suzuki chuckled, but told him to hurry up. “Come off it, mum,” he replied. “We’re in no rush. Yuto isn’t even home yet.”

He didn’t rush. Kaito savoured the feel of the hot water running over him, and took the opportunity to do what many almost-thirteen-year-old boys do when they are alone in the shower. Eventually, he shut off the water and climbed out. He heard chattering from downstairs. It sounded like Yuto had returned, possibly with one or two of his friends. Kaito figured maybe he shouldn’t dawdle, after all. He wiped the condensation from the bathroom mirror with a towel and ran a hand through his hair, styling it back into its familiar quiff. Then he tied the towel around his waist and crossed the landing to his bedroom.

There was a thundering of footsteps on the stairs, and Kaito collided with his brother on the landing. “Watch it!” he said, holding onto his towel. “Hi guys,” he added automatically, his mind registering Harry and Sam standing behind Yuto, but not really looking at either of them. Had he done so, he would’ve noticed Sam’s unexpected attire.

“We’ve got something to tell you!” Yuto grinned excitedly. “Can it wait?” Kaito asked. “I need to get ready to go out.” He went into his room without looking back. Yuto followed him inside without thinking. He was always doing that, having no concept of his elder brother’s personal space. Sam was unsure about following them. She looked to Harry for guidance, but he merely shrugged and went in after Kaito and Yuto.

“This is important!” Yuto protested. “Sam’s got something to tell you!” Kaito sighed. He supposed could get dried and dressed while Sam told him… whatever it was he had to say. “What is it, Sam?” he asked, his back still to his brother and his friends, as he undid his towel and rubbed it from side to side, drying his rear.

Sam gasped at Kaito’s near exposure. Invading Kaito’s bedroom while he was dressing was an intrusion. It was firmly a boy’s domain, with posters of sports stars on the walls, a games console and controller on the desk, worn clothes scattered haphazardly… and a nude male occupant, only partially hidden by the towel he was drying himself with. Sam was here to make amends, not make things worse! On the other hand, Kaito had inadvertently thwarted her attempts to see him so many times, and she might never get another chance like this…

No! Sam told herself. Enough is enough! She had already done that to John yesterday, and she would not do the same thing to Kaito today. Sam spoke fast, wanting to get the words out before Kaito did something he would instantly regret. “I’m not who you think I am, Kaito,” she said quickly, as he hoisted the towel up to his shoulders, revealing his firm buttocks to her once again. “I’m a girl! I’m a girl! I’m a girl!” she babbled in a panic, but it was too late. Yuto and Harry realised what was about to happen at the same time as Sam did. They didn’t try to stop it. They simply sniggered quietly at the impending exposure as Kaito turned to face them all, oblivious, his arms raised as he continued to dry his upper back.

There it was, the sight Sam had given up hope of seeing, the last remaining willy on her checklist. Handsome, athletic Kaito Suzuki was full-frontal naked before her. Sam covered her mouth, gasping as Kaito turned around. She couldn’t help herself, her eyes were drawn instantly downwards. Kaito was an older boy, of course, and it wasn’t the same as seeing a boy her own age, but Sam liked what she saw nonetheless.

Kaito’s willy, soft following his exertions in the shower, was still impressive. It was larger than those of all the younger boys, except maybe Max’s. It wasn’t as big as John’s, and with hair mostly above it rather than all around it. Kaito’s balls hung low, and it seemed strange to Sam to see two such wrinkly things attached to such a toned physique. Another step was filled in, in her understanding of how the male body developed as boys got older.

While Sam was taking all this in, Kaito was also taking her in. He stopped moving, his towel still held aloft across his shoulders, paused in the act of drying himself. Kaito finally noticed the clothes Sam was wearing, and his brain registered what she had just gabbled to him.

Two seconds later, he recovered. He continued drying himself, moving the towel around to his chest, as if nothing had happened. It was like the pause button had been unpressed. “Nice outfit, Sam,” Kaito remarked casually. He didn’t bother to cover himself. Sam noticed his willy swaying slightly with his movement. “So, you’re a girl now?” Kaito continued. “That’s cool. My classmate Rose told us a few months back that she realised she was meant to be a girl. Good for you, for having the courage to be who you want to be!” He tossed his towel aside and began searching for some clean underwear amongst the mess.

Sam wasn’t sure what to say to that. Harry stepped in for her. “No, you’re not getting it, Kaito,” he said, trying hard (and failing) to keep a straight face. “Sam hasn’t just realised or decided to be a girl.” “Yep,” Yuto butted in, not even trying to contain his laughter. “Sam fooled us all. She’s ALWAYS been a girl. She was born a girl. She’s got girl parts down there and everything!”

Kaito’s eyes widened as the information sank in. He looked to Sam, who was doing a better job than her companions at keeping a straight face, but doing less well at controlling where her eyes were looking. She nodded in confirmation, without looking away from Kaito’s willy and balls. “Oh!” Kaito exclaimed. Then he looked down at where Sam was looking, then back up at her.

“OH!” he said again, louder. Confusion had given way to realisation, and now realisation gave way to embarrassment. For the first time since his humiliating incident on the climbing wall, Kaito was NAKED in front of a girl! Everything was on show, and she was staring! Despite his embarrassment, despite having only recently been jerked off, his penis immediately began to rise to the occasion.

Yuto and Harry both fell into uncontrolled hysterics. Sam gave a small, knowing smile. Kaito was already wearing no clothes, but that smile stripped away his mental defences too. It told him that the younger girl in front of him saw not only his private parts, but the reaction she was having on them too, and that he was embarrassed. Kaito was older, but Sam had the power. Kaito blushed scarlet and clutched both his hands over his growing boyhood, temporarily unable to find any words to speak.

Kaito edged around the room, naked and awkward, keeping his hands in place. He found a pair of dark blue jockey shorts. Picking them up meant removing one hand from his groin. He bent over double. Fortunately, he hadn’t grown more than half erect, so he was able to keep the most important parts covered with his remaining hand, although he wasn’t able to hide all of his black bush of pubic hair.

“You know she’s already seen it, right?” Yuto asked, mocking his elder brother’s belated effort to protect his modesty. “Don’t worry, Kaito. She’s seen ours too,” Harry added, more sympathetically. “Maybe we should go,” Samantha suggested reluctantly. To her surprise, Kaito didn’t immediately take up her offer. “No, wait,” he said, regaining his calm and standing up straight. He held the jockey shorts against his crotch protectively, at least some of his dignity restored. “Yuto’s right, isn’t he? How many times have you seen my private parts, Sam?” Kaito demanded to know.

Sam’s self-control finally broke. She couldn’t stop herself from giggling. “Actually, Kaito, this is the first time. I ALMOST saw them, like, four times, but never managed to until just now!” Kaito’s blush returned at this news. He realised how stupid he was, not to have spotted what Sam was dressed in. If only he’d been more observant, or stopped to listen to what they were saying, he would still have his modesty from her. Instead, she seen everything! Kaito pressed his underwear more firmly against his privates, checking to make sure everything was covered.

“It’s actually five times,” Harry said, also giggling.

Sam turned to him. “What?”

He explained, “Yuto pantsed Kaito right in front of you, when you left the changing room with that lifeguard yesterday, but you didn’t turn round.”

“Haha, that’s right! I did!” said Yuto, slapping Harry on the shoulder. “I didn’t even know I was showing off his willy to a girl. Serves him right for the hotel last summer!”

“All right, out, all of you!” Kaito snapped, losing his patience. “Sorry Kaito,” Sam and Harry both said, as they turned and left. They were still grinning and Kaito couldn’t tell if they meant it or were simply teasing him. Yuto didn’t even offer a fake apology, but at least they all left, closing the bedroom door behind them.

As soon as they stepped out to the landing, Sam, Harry and Yuto came face to face with Mrs Suzuki, who was approaching. “Hi boys,” she said, seeing them for the first time since they’d entered the house. She noticed Yuto’s clothing rather than Sam’s. “Hurry up and get changed!” she told him urgently. Yuto ran off to drop his football clothes in the laundry hamper downstairs.

“Now, what was all that shouting about?” Mrs Suzuki wanted to know, as she pushed past Harry and Sam. “Are you ready yet, Kaito?” She opened his bedroom door without waiting for an answer. “No, wait!” Harry cried. It had only been a few seconds since they had left Kaito naked in there. Apparently, Kaito’s mum had as little regard for his personal space as his brother.

The door opened. Harry and Sam looked beyond Mrs Suzuki and saw Kaito frozen like a deer caught in headlights. He had one foot in his jockey shorts and his other foot raised to step into the other leg hole. Kaito looked back at his mother, then at Harry, then at Sam. The two younger members of his audience were peering around the doorframe. Kaito snapped back into action on seeing Sam’s gaze drop to his privates once again. He snapped both hands protectively over them, lowered his leg and bent over double again. His underwear fell, uselessly, to the floor around the one ankle he had already pulled it over.

“Mum! What happened to boundaries? KNOCK before coming in!” Kaito said indignantly. Harry silently sympathised with him. He knew only too well what it was like to have a mother who didn’t understand his need for privacy. Mrs Suzuki merely sighed. “Watch your tone, young man,” she warned Kaito. “You’ve got nothing I haven’t seen a hundred times before, anyway. Now, why aren’t you dressed yet?”

Kaito pointed at the doorframe beside her, barely keeping himself covered with his other hand. “Sam’s a girl!” he said desperately. Mrs Suzuki looked to her right, seeing Sam and Harry properly for the first time. She looked Sam up and down, examining her sequined t-shirt and pink leggings. Sam’s grin vanished. She hadn’t thought much about what would happen when a GROWN-UP found out about the trick she had pulled, but she had deceived Mrs Suzuki just as much as all the boys. She was in trouble now, and didn’t know what to say, to explain herself.

Mrs Suzuki didn’t seem shocked or angry, however. She turned back to her elder son, who was trying to finish pulling on his underwear with one hand, while using the other to continue covering himself. “Oh, like your friend Rose?” she asked Kaito. “No Mum, NOT like Rose!” Kaito replied, finally managing to pull his jockey shorts up. “Like a regular, cis, AFAB girl!”

His mother furrowed her brow and looked at Sam seriously. “Is this true?” she asked, turning stern. Sam bit her lip. Harry tried to answer for her. “It is, but it’s okay, Mrs Suzuki. We were just playing a game. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you.” If Sam was going down, thought Harry, he was going to take the fall with her. He was as guilty as Sam was, and they had been through too much together for anything else. Mrs Suziki’s frown deepened. “We?” she asked. She turned back to Kaito. “Did all of you know about this?”

Before Kaito could answer, Yuto came bounding back up the stairs, wearing only a pair of Pokémon print boxer shorts. “Yeah,” he gasped, slightly out of breath. “We didn’t think it was fair that Sam had to change on her own. We thought it would be more fun if she changed with us, and it would be a laugh to see if she could get away with being a boy. Can’t believe you fell for it, Mum!” Sam’s jaw dropped. She appreciated Yuto's rescue, but so much for honesty!

Mrs Suzuki was unconvinced. She looked at the girl in front of her, then at her two sons, both of whom were in just their underwear. As Kaito had reminded her, she did care about boundaries, at least so far as other people respecting them was concerned. “And none of you got up to any ‘funny business’? None of you minded sharing a changing room?” She eyed all four of them questioningly.

Sam did her best to look innocent and shook her head. Beside her, Harry did the same. Yuto laughed as he lied, “Of course not, Mum. It was just a game!” Kaito hesitated. He had the power to bring down hell and Sam knew it. After her triumph in the park, she had begun to feel invulnerable. She hadn’t been nearly so tactful when breaking the news to Kaito as she had been to the others.

Nor did Sam fully appreciate the added emotional trauma that comes from being seen naked by the opposite sex at nearly thirteen, compared to age eleven. Kaito wanted to rage to his mother at the unfairness of it, to insist she tell Sam’s own parents that she had tricked everyone, that she had invaded their privacy in an act of underhanded voyeurism, that she should make sure Sam was suitably punished.

He didn’t rage.

An outburst like would only show how humiliated he felt, and diminish him further in the eyes of Yuto, Sam and Harry. He would not demean himself or violate the unwritten code of keeping adults out of private disputes. So instead, he forced an air of amused indifference and said, “Yeah Mum, it’s like they said. We all knew. It was a silly game the younger ones thought up, but it’s cool.”

Mrs Suzuki’s frown eased a fraction. “Hmm, very well,” she said slowly, “but you’re really a bit too old to be using the wrong changing room, Sam. Is that even your name?” Sam nodded and said politely, “Yes Mrs Suzuki, that’s my name. It’s short for Samantha.”

“Well, Samantha,” Mrs Suzuki continued, “I hope you realise it was wrong of you to trick me as part of your game, especially when you were a guest in my home. I also don’t want you using the men’s changing room if you come swimming with me again, is that clear?”

“Yes Mrs Suzuki, very clear,” Sam agreed, forcing contrition into her voice. It seemed to satisfy Mrs Suzuki enough. “Good,” she said. “Now, I’m afraid you and Harry both need to leave. The rest of us are about to go out.” She headed back down the stairs, glancing at her two sons as she left. “For goodness’ sake, hurry up and put some clothes on, both of you!”

Yuto sniggered as soon as his mother had gone. Sam and Harry both breathed a sigh of relief. “Thanks for the save just now,” Harry said to the two brothers. Yuto beamed. Kaito scowled. “Can I have some privacy to get dressed now, if you lot don’t mind?” he asked rhetorically. Sam took a last look at the bulge in the front of his jockey shorts and giggled. That set Harry and Yuto off giggling as well. It was a release of nervous tension as much as amusement at Kaito’s half-naked state.

“Oh, grow up, you three,” Kaito muttered, and slammed his bedroom door, only causing them all to laugh harder. “That was great,” said Yuto, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. “Thanks for coming over, you guys. See you in school!” He went off to his own bedroom to do as his mother had said, and put on some clothes.

Harry and Sam climbed back on their bikes and cycled onwards, side-by-side. “I guess you managed it in the end, you saw everyone’s willy,” Harry said with a wry smile, sharing in Sam’s victory. “Yeah…” Sam replied dreamily, smiling back at him, but lost in thought. “Sam?” Harry asked her. “Earth calling Samantha: are you okay?”

She snapped out of it. “Sorry Harry, I was just thinking. You know that reward we talked about, what I’d show you when this was over?” Harry gulped. Was she offering what he thought she was offering? “You already showed me yesterday,” he said doubtfully, then mentally kicked himself. Why was he trying to talk Sam out of a repeat show?

“I did,” she said, “but that was half by accident. I hadn’t planned it that way. So I was wondering… do you want to come back to my house and get naked together?”

Harry almost fell off his bicycle.

Samantha blushed. “I don’t mean to do any, what was it Yuto’s mum called it, ‘funny business’! We’re too young for THAT and I wouldn’t want to anyway. It’s just, you’ve seen my privates, and I’ve seen yours.”

“Twice,” Harry put in, regaining control of his bike. He wasn’t sure where this was going, but it couldn’t hurt to remind Sam that she was technically one up, and so owed him one.

“Yes, twice,” she sniggered. “But what I mean is, every time either of us saw, there were a bunch of other people around and it was all a bit awkward and one-sided and embarrassing and accidental. I just thought that, after everything, it might be, you know, nice, if we showed each other without any of that.” She saw the doubt on her friend’s face as they stopped for traffic at a road junction, and quickly added, “We don’t have to if you don’t want to, of course!”

Harry thought about it. “You just want to see my willy again, don’t you?” he said with amused suspicion.

“No! Well alright, yes. Yours is the only one I haven’t seen in the last two days! But not just that. Are you saying you DON’T want to see my fanny again?”

He did, of course. It would be worth letting Sam see his willy one more time if it meant he got another look at her in return. “Are you going to do this with the rest of the boys too?” he asked.

Sam shook her head. “No, of course not. Chloe said I should only let boys see me naked if I trust them and if they are special to me.”

“Who’s Chloe?” Harry asked, suddenly suspicious, and completely missing the important point. “Have you been telling another one of your girl friends about this?”

“You know Chloe,” Sam replied, as they began moving from the junction. “The reception girl at the swimming pool. Her boyfriend is John, the bossy lifeguard who rescued me yesterday. He's also my neighbour.”

“Oh, okay,” said Harry. He felt out of his depth, but he could hardly say no. He wasn’t expected home for hours yet. He certainly had time to visit Sam’s house, especially if it meant he got to see…

Harry squeezed his brakes, causing his bike to skid to a stop. They had hardly gone any distance from the junction. Surprised, it took Samantha a moment to react and bring her own bicycle to a halt. She turned it half a circle to face Harry. “What’s up?” she asked him. “Are you coming or not?”

“Did you just say I was ‘special’?” he asked back, the point having finally sunk in. He was unsure of what to make of this.

Samantha beamed at him. Why was that even a question? They had been friends for as long as either of them could remember, and Harry had done so much for her lately in support of her plans. “Of course you are, silly! Now come on!”

She rode off. Harry grinned and followed closely in her wake. They pedalled harder, speeding up, both eager to get to Sam’s house. Harry was going to see Sam naked again! She was going to see HIM naked again! Harry had a feeling of butterflies in his stomach at the thought of it. Then another thought punctured his happiness, as he remembered something else, something that offered him a lot less encouragement about what he was about to go and do.

Harry hadn’t been expecting to get undressed in front of anyone else, so he hadn’t factored that into his choice of underwear when he got dressed that morning. He cursed himself. Why did he have to pick today to wear his cartoon dinosaur underpants?

[NudeBaG]

This is about to be incredibly sweet AND spicy.
Budding innocent preteen shenanigans
Besides, Harry, don’t worry.
Dinosaurs are cool.

[Freesub]

I wasn't expecting another chapter, but now I can't wait for the next one !

[Robert Brooks]

YESSS!! I'm loving this series so much!

Can't wait to see Harry's dinosaur pants 'in person' this time

[BareB4U]

YESSS!! I'm loving this series so much!

Can't wait to see Harry's dinosaur pants 'in person' this time

I'm glad. I thought you in particular would appreciate that last line!

It's a classic storytelling rule. Chekhov's dinosaur pants: If a pair of dinosaur underpants is mentioned in Part 3 and Part 8, their owner must be caught wearing them in Part 15.

[Freesub]

YESSS!! I'm loving this series so much!

Can't wait to see Harry's dinosaur pants 'in person' this time

I'm glad. I thought you in particular would appreciate that last line!

It's a classic storytelling rule. Chekhov's dinosaur pants: If a pair of dinosaur underpants is mentioned in Part 3 and Part 8, their owner must be caught wearing them in Part 15.

I wonder if Isobel will catch them midway, maybe not quite seeing Harry's willy, but his dinosaur underpants maybe

[Surfboy]

I don't know how I missed this one.
Back to the beginning I go!

[NudeBaG]

I don't know how I missed this one.
Back to the beginning I go!

It’s fantastic

[BareB4U]

I wonder if Isobel will catch them midway, maybe not quite seeing Harry's willy, but his dinosaur underpants maybe

Gosh, I sure hope nothing like that happens. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for poor Harry!

Sam will have thought of it, I'm certain...

[NudeBaG]

I wonder if Isobel will catch them midway, maybe not quite seeing Harry's willy, but his dinosaur underpants maybe

Gosh, I sure hope nothing like that happens. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for poor Harry!

Sam will have thought of it, I'm certain...

Sam is just enjoying her young hormones, yes?
But…
Is Harry somehow … ‘different’?
Would Sam feel differently about sharing Max, or one of the other boys first?
Maybe everything will turn out alright.
Maybe not
Max has an obligation to both parties