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Chapter One :

Only recently did Taylor find himself moving such a distance from where he was living before all the way to a small apartment complex somewhere in Florida. A relatively nice area before the crampedness of his new living space was shown to him. A single room for both him and his 17 year old sister to share but given some sort of curtain in between to keep some sort of privacy between him and his 4 year older and more mature sister.

Taylor couldn't complain too much though, times were much tougher for his now struggling recently divorced young mother who had now the burden of two mouths to feed, keep a roof over and somehow keep a growing boy clothed with limited items at disposal after the most recent and sudden move.

Taylor suspected his 35 year old mother was cheated on, that is only something he barely heard when he was coming home from school one day, coming home to a mother in tears was not a pleasant sight, nor was it finding out that the are leaving and the formal process for a divorce had been set in stone. With barely any time to pack, Taylor had to take the essentials, losing some clothes in the chaos and most importantly his entire jar of pocket money which he was saving up for a Xbox to play with his friends, but after learning of the situation he would have rather used to buy more important and relevant stuff.

No matter, settling into school was his main priority, he had only been for a visit but was starting when the weekend was up. It seemed like a regular public school even if he stood out a bit more in his now slightly small overalls and the apartment complex wasn't all that bad, it had a pool even if the only swimsuit he had left since the move was a piece he had from when he was 12, too small for the 13 going onto 14 Taylor.

School wasn't too bad, he tried to breeze in through his first semester. Of course he was the target of stares and though he didn't fully understand the attraction he put out there, he was new eye candy for many girls in the various classes he attended. It was his more feminine appearance, even his mother poked and prodded him with the information but it was way better than the way his older sister teased him.

Taylor’s mother wanted him to be more social with children his age, whether it was signing him up to play Romeo in the 8th grade play or setting him up in situations where he is with new kids or her latest adventure, trying to get him in a film or show. Much to little success at the current moment.

Today was option two. She nudged Taylor to get changed into his swimsuit and join the various kids going to the pool that she could see from their apartment window. When Taylor peered through it, he could barely get the right angle, it was like his mother was a hawk in these types of scenarios. Taylor wasn't one to put up much of a fight so even though he made his voice very much heard of the whole idea, he didn't put up much of a fight.

“Oh get off it, your speedos aren't too tight, look at you, you are still as skinny as my finger!” Mother held her finger up to Taylor’s face as her other hand made its way to Taylor’s side in order to tickle him.
“Now hurry yourself up or I'll get them on you myself!”

The speedos were practically thrown at him and he had no choice but to put them on, he tried to get some privacy in his own room and he did so but he was only just finished with putting the speedos on as mother rushed into his room and saw her boy in all the tight speedo glory.

“See I told you it fit well!” She exclaimed while fidgeting with the material, maneuvering it around with seemingly no care for what was behind the very tight and thin piece. Taylor could even feel a little stirring down there as he felt something start to grow. His mother was talking about his v-line and all he did was throw on his clothes and mother looked confused.

“You know you could go in just the speedos right? You are going to be seen in them regardless?” Mother questioned.
“You do know these are some of the last clothes that fit you at the moment, God I hope my paycheck comes soon, tips haven't been all that good this month but I promise to buy you more clothes after!”

With a ruffle of his hair and a slap of his behind, Taylor made his way.

Eyes were on him straight away as he semi-awkwardly made his way to a sunbed, he took off his shirt before looking around. He sort of recognised the faces as being those who may be in his school, perhaps a year below. He took off his shorts and laid back, trying not to look in the faces of his suspected peers as he showed off a swimsuit that even he is feeling is a little too much for an introductory meeting. There was a girl he'd never seen before, she was older and she looked like a hassle…

A hand grasped his shoulder,

"Didn't your momma warn you about protecting your skin from sun damage? You're way to pale to be out here under this intense solar radiation."

Taylor could feel heat in his cheeks as he felt a sense of nervousness and embarrassment. He initially tried to put on a sense of false bravado but that was clearly crumbling before he could even properly introduce himself. That was when the hand of the girl who introduced herself as Myra, coated with sunscreen, found its way on his thighs and started to rub him. The teasing voice asked,

“You are so brave. What is your name?"

Taylor, completely overwhelmed, just said his name. Another girl called Brandie was called over and she looked younger, around 11-12. Taylor didn't complain, couldn't complain, everything was moving so fast that he couldn't process anything as the hands rubbed and manipulated his body in an effort to get the boy coated. It felt good, really good, the minor stirring that Taylor felt earlier. When they got too close to his junk he had to say something!

“Come on girls, I can do that myself!" Taylor said weakly.

The girls stopped almost instantaneously as Myra started to once again compliment the boy about his fashion choice. Embarrassed that this was his only swimsuit Taylor picked a different option to say and exclaimed that his mother made him wear this.

Myra talked a lot, bombarding the boy with questions, statements about his body, all things he couldn't answer right now, all things he didn't want to answer. He begged to be let into the pool but the girls, seeing a bit of his butt peeking over his speedo, demanded he untie it so they could see his ass. Seeing this as a way to perhaps finally get their interest off of him, he obliges.

He unstrings but Myra instantly pulls the speedos down, past his ass and not even seconds later were there 6 hands fighting to lather him up. The girls then motion and call for Lucinda to move for the boys ass, and so she does lathering Taylor’s plump bottom.


Lucinda even put a finger to his crack, when she yanked it out she even sniffed at it. Why would she do that, is that dirty? Taylor was blushing more and more, but the front of his speedos felt like they were stirring more and more. It was too much! He heard something about proctology, a butt doctor.

The second the hands let go of him Taylor pulls up his shorts, and jumps straight into the water. His dick was rising higher and higher and the boy didn't know how much longer he would be able to keep it out of sight with things progressing as quickly as they did. The boy foolishly believed the water would protect him somewhat, that the now darkening sky would be enough to keep him hidden.

The pool lights suddenly switched on as the boy was now the center of the illuminated pool, as if a spotlight from one of his many shows was pointed at him. Taylor didn't know whether to do a speech or to dance, his hormones were all over the place.

“The pool lights just turned on.” Myra said “Let's see if Taylor will put on a show for us.”

Myra and Lucinda swam up to him. Myra grabs his hands, places them down on the pool deck just beyond the wall. Myra held the arms there as Lucinda dove under. Suddenly Taylor starts squirming, he feels their hands on his speedos. The boy knows what's up. There were still mothers and children around, it wasn't just his new ‘friends’ about. Eyes were wandering his way!

Eventually, after a lot of tugging and flailing the speedos are whisked off and a pit of dread opens in Taylor’s stomach as he processes how vulnerable he is. Naked, with a semi in the pool. He weakly croaks for the group to give him back his speedos

Myra says if he is quiet and does what he's told then none of the other kids in the pool
will know what is going on. But if he fights them then all the other girls in the pool will be told there is a naked boy in the deep end. Taylor didn't like this one bit! Why, why, why?!

He wasn't angry, just terrified, it was like all his naked at school nightmares coming to reality, right in front of his eyes! He was used to girls teasing him on a regular basis but this was more than just teasing, this was a bite behind the girls barking.

Taylor could slightly see his elongated semi waving in the water, propped up by it's own buoyancy. The younger girl of the group was getting a clear view of it. Right as she comes up for air, Lucinda strikes.

Her hand wraps itself around Taylor’s ‘eel’ stroking and jerking. The headlights are on again for Taylor, his eyes are wide! It feels good, too good. In no time Taylor can feel himself completely rigid, his foreskin being pulled back and forth. This was a bad situation. A very bad situation.

The jerking continues and Lucinda starts to use twists as Taylor feels his balls being massaged by Myra. It felt good, too good. Way too good to be done in public! Taylor wants out, and he makes that very clear.

An ultimatum is launched at Taylor,
"Stay and play. Or you can leave" Myra said.

Of course Taylor wanted out, he wanted his speedos back, he wanted his clothes on and he wanted to run home. Myra doesn't seem disappointed, no she accepts his decision and Taylor is glad.

He saw both girls get out of the pool, surely they would be passing him his speedos and they’d all just joke about it all and pretend like nothing ever happened, right?

Or that is what he would've been if he wasn't quickly thrust up by his wrists and forced out. He couldn't cover up as his body emerged from the water. His engorged, elongated eel is so vertical and rigid. His foreskin was pulled all the way back to show off his mauve head. Though it stood 7.2 inches in length, it was relatively thin for its size. It created a very long boyish looking tool, a spectacle.

He could see some of the mothers looking his way, staring holes at his upright stick, completely wide eyed. Some kids, now following mama’s eyes stare at the boner boy and point in laughter.

Taylor runs, he doesn't care for his clothes, doesn't care for his speedo. He just covers up as best as he can and runs. Laughter behind him and he can even hear a couple of footsteps following him.

Marble is back with a banger story! I loved the first chapter. Taylor finds himself in quite a predicament and it can only get worse for him. Can't wait to see what happens.

Characters are moving quickly between stories, try and find out where Taylor was first shown on this site and you win a...

Another chapter, maybe this or next week.

(If I get the time) (:

Fantastic return!

Taylor is meeting new friends and he's moving on up in the neighborhood, in more ways than one.

I wonder what happened to that speedo??? lol.

Moved all the way to Florida and into a new apartment and who does he bump into right away...none other than Myra. OH lordy lordy.
Watch out Taylor. Run while you can...

Always a joy to see a new story by Themarble and this one was as great as ever.

Great to hear more about the incident with Myra and Taylor in the pool but from a different perspective, we get to know Taylor a little better which makes the embarrassing event that happens to him all the better for us

So now the boy is naked with an erection and running off in a panic? Oh my, can't wait to see where he ends up...

Taylor is a character that Marble created for a major story (The Show Must Go On).
Marble wanted the character to be sort of feminine looking, and I showed him a good example of that, a real person named Taylor.
I borrowed the character to use in a chapter of "The Strange Girl in Apartment 469", sort of a quick introduction.
Taylor and Steven (a character originally created for Marble's "Poolside Shenanigans", and borrowed for creating a much bigger introduction in
"Strange Girl" will be showing up in other side stories, as these characters will continue to cross over back and forth between stories and writers.

Chapter two:

*thwack* *pat* *thwack* *pot* *thwap*

Taylor’s boner made noise along the hallway as did the slapping of his bare feet. There was a laundry room in this apartment and perhaps he should have gone there, but what would he have done? Steal some clothes? How could he, a naked boy, ever explain what he was doing! No in his mind he needed to run home.

Jeez, he was hard, not extremely hard like earlier but he thought that it may get softer before he got to his apartment. At least that would be something. He didn't plan on it but he needed to get to his apartment somehow and knocking on the door and having mom let him in might be the only way. At least if he were soft he could just cover up with his hands and though she would see his butt, it was the least of his problems. At least it would be no one else.

Sadly, Taylor didn't hear the group approaching from behind, a group watching from the pool followed him. Eager to catch the naked and aroused boy, their mama in tow to try and stop the brats.

Taylor thought he was home free, his erection was slightly simmering down and he was only a couple of steps to the stairway that would bring him basically a door away from his apartment. Apart from the kids and mama's at the pool, no one else saw him on the way back even though he didn't cover up and ran for his life. It was a miracle during a rather crap time, little did Taylor know or register that the cameras had caught everything since he had run to the door and these cameras were new and good. Whoever got a hold of these tapes would be in for a very in depth showing.

Something or someone latched onto Taylor’s shoulder as dread filled the boys mind.

“Got you!” A young girls voice called out.

Taylor wasn't given time to react as the poor boy was suddenly brought to the ground in the latching process. Though it didn't hurt, the embarrassment Taylor felt as he feel, with all his bits and bobs on display was immense. Falling on his bottom and then continuing till he was on his back.

Looking at the enthusiastic eyes of his captors, he attempted to cover up his now semi erection, however that was to no avail.

“No, no!” Another one of the girls exclaimed as the group made preparations.

There were three of them. One seemed relatively close to his age while the other two seemed younger. One around 11 and one 9 or 10?! Taylor started to buck around but the girls had him in a leg lock. Clearly one of them had taken martial arts classes or something. His dick and balls were on display and the girls sat conveniently on his arms.

Their eyes all went from his face, the one in clear agony, to his cock and balls which seemed to plump up once again. Seeing it closer they could now marvel at how long he was. How perfect his skin looks and how ridiculous the growing appendage looks when it's pumping itself up.

“When we first saw you, we all thought you were a girl, even mama did but then we saw your swimsuit and the big bulge!”

“Mama told us not to stare, that it's rude, but none of us listened! I hoped to see what you'd look like under the silly suit and look… I
I CAN SEE IT!” The nine year old called out and even poked the erection right at its tip. Taylor shuddered, no more stimulation!

When extremely aroused Taylor’s body did something that he assumed to be rather embarrassing. His dick throbbed, a lot. Now he knew that was normal even though he had only seen one other boy's boner but what he didn't assume was normal was the way it seemed to throb like a dog wagging its tail. It would continue to do that all by itself as long as his arousal was at a high and it was very nearly about to reach that peak!

The girls, in the midst of Taylor’s zoning out thoughts, had begun to tickle the boy. Whatever concerns and thoughts that Taylor was having prior to the were lost to the void as Taylor began to burst out in a fit of laughter as the boy struggled to contain himself. The girls were not holding back either, launching themselves at his armpits, his thighs and one even got a foot on them.

Taylor begged for them to stop their tickling but was flat out ignored until one of the girls exclaimed.
“Know what I bet is ticklish… that!” She exclaimed as she reached out for his elongated rod.

Wrapping her hand around the shaft was nearly way too much for Taylor as he started to buck even more but the girls were not paying any attention to him now. No, Taylor had yet to even notice how the eldest one pulled out her smartphone and had been recording for quite a while now, so she could show off what she did this very evening.

While he was still getting tickled he accidentally thrust into the enclosed fist, sliding his now purple knob head out as pleasure shot through his nerves and the boy froze up, regardless of the tickling.

“I thought weiner were supposed to be thicker than this? It looks girly, right? A girly girly penis! ” The girl with the boner in hand questioned.
“Oh well, he is still very long! It takes, like, nearly three hands!” She demonstrates that exact fact by moving her hand up and down to various parts of the shaft to show off its longness.

The other girls stop their various stages of tickling and just look at the eldest taking way more liberties with the boy. Seeing no reason to stop and seeing an increase in Taylors reactions, she starts to develop into a rhythm of jerking Taylor off.

Taylor watched in horror as his dick was being held up and stroked as the girls were going to town on his junk. He tried to get away but the girls positioning on his thighs and on his hands prevented him from escaping. The horror Taylor felt as he heard steps from somewhere, slowly approaching, just as he felt that he was slowly approaching an orgasm.

His reactions were increasingly getting distinguishable, no longer as subtle as a couple whimpers from moments ago. He was grunting, the pulsing of his dick and the scrunching up of his balls because one of the girls continued her tickling right on them!

It was all becoming too much as the boy saw a large dollop of precum bubbling at the tip followed by a stream of it dripping down the shaft.

“Please… Please no more!” The boy weakly croaked as he tilted his head back, this was going to be a large release!

“No! Now Penny and Cheryl, look at his dick!” The eldest exclaimed as her speed reached an all time peak.

The boy would have popped off, if not for the calling out of the girls’ mother who seemed in a little state of shock of her own.

Everyone bumped back into reality and Taylor couldn't believe just how much worse things were getting. The stroking stopped but Taylor’s over aroused rod was just pulsing in this girl's hand, right as her own mother watched. Precum is still pooling out but all Taylor could think of is why she stopped. Though it was more embarrassing to cum, it stung a bit to be brought to the edge and have it all pause there.

“Girls… What are you doing to that boy?” The woman let out.

“Mom! We were just giving a uhhh, handshake to our neighbor here!”

The other two seemed to nod, of course the mother didn't believe them, but what on earth was she going to do or say? She only looked on at the boy, examining him. It was the same boy she saw running from a group of kids earlier. Perhaps he lost a bet and was made to go out and about? It isn't the first time she had heard of a boy running around in the nude, Mrs. Ledbetter told her of a particular one recently, even offered to show her the CCTV recordings…

“Girls get up and leave that boy alone! Can't you see he's had enough!” The woman crossed her arms.

Though the girls tried to complain, they ultimately let it up. They didn't want to get into seemingly even more trouble. Taylor even pulled himself to his feet and though he wanted to cover up, he didn't want to touch himself down there. He felt like he was going to pop, he didn't want that to happen in front of this family.

So here he was standing, so very erect, so rigid unlike any other time he could remember. It throbbed and wagged but worse of all, the dripping wouldn't stop. The woman took a notice of this and fished into her hand bag for a tissue.

“Stand still young man.” She let out softly.

She had attempted to put it into his hands but his hands never reached out for it. So she took it into her own hands, quite literally. She was being motherly about everything but she tried to dab the tissue into the source of the boys leakage but the whole appendage was moving about so furiously she had no choice but to lightly grab it just under the exposed purpled tip.

The boys eyes shot open and though the woman didn't miss this time, the pleasure shot around the boy once again. No! He was way too worked up. He didn't have the words to tell her to stop, he tried lightly pulling his cock out of his fingers but because he was lacking the major force, he was just speeding up the process.

He knew what was about to come, but looking at the girl, still holding her phone up to him, he needed to act. He couldn't let this get in video so right as the mother exclaimed.

“Wow, you just don't stop dripping to do, well no worries, I will just keep going until it either all comes out or it stops!” completely oblivious to any connotation that may have been drawn from that exact wording.

Taylor pulled his cock with a mighty thrust, letting it slap across his belly and point right up, slinging a nice long line of precum, sloshing along the woman's face, cheek and neck and sprinted off, much to the laughter of the girls who caught this all on camera.

They laughed right until the boys naked butt ran up the stairs to disappear… For now.

Taylor had one idea left. He didn't want to get seen by his own family. He needed to run straight to his room jerk off and then hop in the shower and forget any of this happened.

All he needed to do was run in, so quick no one has any time to get out of their own rooms or business and he could get to his own things.

No one would have to see him then, not mom and hopefully sis wasn't even home.

When Taylor got there he attempted to slam the door. But it was locked, no, he didn't want the door to be screwed again. The lock needed changing, sometimes it would be locked from the outside even though it was completely ok from the inside.

No no!

That was when he saw the door handle go down.

This was it, Mom was gonna see him and there was nothing he could do.

He just stared down at his angry straining erection as it continued to pump precum.

Wow...the poor boy almost lost it.
Now he's still on the edge and wanting the safety of his room, but he needs somebody to open the door for him.
Will it be momma or sister who opens that door?

So far it's a terrible day for a terrified Taylor. Does he have the talent to rescue his dignity?

Amazing chapter, Marble. I loved what the girls were doing to him and I can't believe he didn't burst!