Babysitting The Cousins Part 1: 10 year old boy exposed in front of 9 year old girl
Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2025 4:08 am
I want to preface this by saying I am only making a separate post because for some reason I am not allowed to reply to my own posts specifically in the 'Your True Stories' section of the forum. I have sent multiple messages to the mods about this but the restriction has not been lifted and I haven't received a reply as to why. Until then, I will post experiences of babysitting my cousins in separate posts in the ENF and ENM sections of the site but regrettably I will not be able to reply to anyone on the original post unless and until the hold on my account is lifted.
At this point I am going to have to decide on names for my cousins since for obvious reasons I don't want to use their real names. To reiterate there were 3 younger cousins (although one summer there was another cousin, and another summer there was a family friend around their age visiting, more on this later...) a boy who was 6 years younger than me, his little sister who was 9 years younger than me and 3 years younger than her brother, and a girl who was a year younger than the boy and 2 years older than his sister making her 7 years younger than me.
I'm going to call the boy Timmy, his sister Mary, and the girl cousin Rachel.
The age difference led to me being being placed in a position of authority over them where I was allowed to subject them to situations I knew they would find embarrassing but they had to obey because their parents regularly reminded the kids of my authority over them. The adults trusted me and expected the kids to obey me, even when I was young as 14 years old. This led to the situations I am now going to detail to you all.
This first event takes place at a beach house on summer vacation. Timmy would have been 10, Rachel was about 9, and I would have been 16. Timmy decided to go home early, probably to play Nintendo DS, and I was asked to accompany him back to the beach house while the adults stayed with Mary who was enjoying herself. Rachel was already at the house as punishment, which I'll elaborate on later. When we got back I took Timmy into the outdoor shower. There was an unspoken rule that if you came back from the beach with me and I was looking after you, I was going to wash you before going into the house. He was so used to it that he took off his rashguard without a fuss and got under the water while I soaped my hands up. Yes, I used my hands. No, I did not touch his penis ever, but I did wash just about every other part of his body. I started with his arms, back, and chest. I then ordered him to take down his swimsuit and he obeyed before I slid my hands down both his legs and quickly across his naked bottom.
Timmy never put up any protest about this the way his sister did (I'll also elaborate later). He would turn how and when I told him to, lift his arms or leg up if I asked, basically assume whatever position I told him to which was never anything ridiculous, despite the very concept of me being allowed to hand-wash his body with direct skin on skin contact being completely ridiculous, to put it lightly, which I knew full well at the time. I'm not certain he knew at the time how inappropriate this was, but he didn't really have a choice, and for what it's worth: I'm 99.9% sure he liked it. I will shamefully admit that I liked it too, sliding my soapy hands up and down his body and feeling his smooth skin. I know what you're thinking and no, I did not become aroused by this and neither did he, but I cannot deny especially by now when he was 10 years old, it was not innocent and very inappropriate. There were little to no words when I washed him, but there was a ton of eye contact and hugging from the front and back as I took my time washing and caressing him. When he was clean as a whistle I planted a kiss on his forehead and told him to rinse off. I quickly gave myself a wash after he was done under the water but did not take off my swimsuit.
This was a key power dynamic: Timmy almost never saw me naked while I saw him naked constantly. There were times, because we both had the same anatomy, that he saw me because we both put on or took off our swimsuits or sleepwear in the same area but I was never exposed to his eyes more than about 5 seconds. The 2 girls never once saw me naked, but I saw them exposed probably dozens of times.
An unusual thing about this instance was Timmy put his swimsuit back on before leaving the shower with me. I didn't think much of it but I'm pretty sure it's because he knew Rachel was in the house and he didn't want her to see his penis. It was a weird unspoken power dynamic among the kids I noticed multiple times over the years, but there was an effort made by them to cover their own genitals while hopefully seeing the nakedness of the other kids. Rachel had been given a spanking the day before... the exact infraction is lost to me after so many years but I think she had been playing Nintendo DS when she wasn't supposed to which would have just been a pants down spanking but I remember the major issue was she lied about something to do with it when confronted. Because she didn't fess up and admit to it, her mom and dad sentenced her to a bare bottom spanking and her dad enforced the punishment in the bedroom the kids shared, ensuring she suffered the humiliation not only of being spanked in front of her cousins, but being forced to bare her genitals in front of Timmy and myself. This was a common thing with the kids, they were given a chance to tell the truth when the adults knew full well what the truth was, and if they did not they often suffered a very shameful punishment. I recall it was only a quick 10-count handspanking, but Rachel cried profusely from the embarrassment which was intended. She was also forbidden from attending the beach the next day which is why she was at home.
It was a natural response from Timmy, but I had noticed he was enthralled by the whole experience, his eyes wide as saucers. Some evil thing inside me led to giving Timmy a taste of the same medicine. To be honest, it was more to make Rachel feel less alone. So, Timmy went inside with me and I exchanged pleasantries with Rachel's dad who had stayed home from the beach to mind her daughter. We got up to the bedroom and Rachel is lying in her bed reading a book. Timmy is shirtless and in his swim trunks at this point and after the initial chit chat I pointed out a T-shirt on the end of his bed and told him to put it on. I did this because I knew he would obey me and I knew the shirt would only come down to his midsection, perfectly setting up my plan to expose him. Indeed he did obey me, and then one of my favorite elements of this story happened: Rachel closed her book, and I remember she did so in a way you could hear the book close. Timmy looked over for a second and saw her do what is almost my favorite element of this story:
She put her book down on the bedside table and lay on her side facing toward him. She knew exactly what was about to happen, and I was more than happy to give her an eyeful. Timmy was wary and looked at me, as if for a way out. I wasn't going to give him a way out. Quite the opposite
Without further ado I gave the order: "alright kiddo, gimme your swimsuit so I can get it washed." Such complete BS has hardly ever come out of my mouth in my life. The decent, appropriate thing was for him to at least take a pair of boxers with him to the bathroom and get changed there to protect his modesty, but I had ordered him to strip naked below the waist right there in front of his 9 year old opposite cousin. I saw him blush pink and take a quick look at Rachel who was staring right at him, naturally. He looked back at me, silently looking for a way out, but I was the authority figure. I quickly doubled down: "come on then, while we're young" I said.
Timmy put up no protest, per usual. He looked sort of in between me and Rachel, trying to keep a stoic expression I guess, and bravely put his hands in his waistband before pushing his swimsuit down his smooth, hairless legs. His little penis popped into full view as he took off the trunks. He casually kicked his swimsuit up into his hands and gave it to me, doing his best to hide his immense discomfort. With his prepubescent, bald nakedness revealed I then remember saying "good boy, go ahead and put some shorts on" as if what was happening was completely normal. I gave his bare ass a swat as he walked past me toward the dresser which was also in the direction of his voyeuristic cousin.
The final bit of this story is my favorite because I saw in full how much Rachel was enjoying this. She wasn't smiling believe it or not, her face was stone cold. Her eyes not wide but consistently open, drinking the sight in front of her. I don't think she blinked once. Laying on her side, cozy in her bed, her mouth open just a bit, her eyes were locked directly on Timmy's penis as he walked across the room. She didn't move her body, not even her head, but you could see her eyes fixed directly on her blushing cousin's genitals. Only her eyes moved, as Timmy moved, locked on Timmy's dick as the young man walked across the room. She rolled her eyes from left slowly all the way to the right, following between his legs the whole time, before he finally reached the dresser, found some shorts, and put them on.
Only at this point did Rachel blink. The entire event from my order to take off the swimsuit to when he put the boxers on probably took 10-15 seconds but it felt like over a minute in real time. The tension was difficult to describe, and it is a moment I will never forget for as long as I live.
At this point I am going to have to decide on names for my cousins since for obvious reasons I don't want to use their real names. To reiterate there were 3 younger cousins (although one summer there was another cousin, and another summer there was a family friend around their age visiting, more on this later...) a boy who was 6 years younger than me, his little sister who was 9 years younger than me and 3 years younger than her brother, and a girl who was a year younger than the boy and 2 years older than his sister making her 7 years younger than me.
I'm going to call the boy Timmy, his sister Mary, and the girl cousin Rachel.
The age difference led to me being being placed in a position of authority over them where I was allowed to subject them to situations I knew they would find embarrassing but they had to obey because their parents regularly reminded the kids of my authority over them. The adults trusted me and expected the kids to obey me, even when I was young as 14 years old. This led to the situations I am now going to detail to you all.
This first event takes place at a beach house on summer vacation. Timmy would have been 10, Rachel was about 9, and I would have been 16. Timmy decided to go home early, probably to play Nintendo DS, and I was asked to accompany him back to the beach house while the adults stayed with Mary who was enjoying herself. Rachel was already at the house as punishment, which I'll elaborate on later. When we got back I took Timmy into the outdoor shower. There was an unspoken rule that if you came back from the beach with me and I was looking after you, I was going to wash you before going into the house. He was so used to it that he took off his rashguard without a fuss and got under the water while I soaped my hands up. Yes, I used my hands. No, I did not touch his penis ever, but I did wash just about every other part of his body. I started with his arms, back, and chest. I then ordered him to take down his swimsuit and he obeyed before I slid my hands down both his legs and quickly across his naked bottom.
Timmy never put up any protest about this the way his sister did (I'll also elaborate later). He would turn how and when I told him to, lift his arms or leg up if I asked, basically assume whatever position I told him to which was never anything ridiculous, despite the very concept of me being allowed to hand-wash his body with direct skin on skin contact being completely ridiculous, to put it lightly, which I knew full well at the time. I'm not certain he knew at the time how inappropriate this was, but he didn't really have a choice, and for what it's worth: I'm 99.9% sure he liked it. I will shamefully admit that I liked it too, sliding my soapy hands up and down his body and feeling his smooth skin. I know what you're thinking and no, I did not become aroused by this and neither did he, but I cannot deny especially by now when he was 10 years old, it was not innocent and very inappropriate. There were little to no words when I washed him, but there was a ton of eye contact and hugging from the front and back as I took my time washing and caressing him. When he was clean as a whistle I planted a kiss on his forehead and told him to rinse off. I quickly gave myself a wash after he was done under the water but did not take off my swimsuit.
This was a key power dynamic: Timmy almost never saw me naked while I saw him naked constantly. There were times, because we both had the same anatomy, that he saw me because we both put on or took off our swimsuits or sleepwear in the same area but I was never exposed to his eyes more than about 5 seconds. The 2 girls never once saw me naked, but I saw them exposed probably dozens of times.
An unusual thing about this instance was Timmy put his swimsuit back on before leaving the shower with me. I didn't think much of it but I'm pretty sure it's because he knew Rachel was in the house and he didn't want her to see his penis. It was a weird unspoken power dynamic among the kids I noticed multiple times over the years, but there was an effort made by them to cover their own genitals while hopefully seeing the nakedness of the other kids. Rachel had been given a spanking the day before... the exact infraction is lost to me after so many years but I think she had been playing Nintendo DS when she wasn't supposed to which would have just been a pants down spanking but I remember the major issue was she lied about something to do with it when confronted. Because she didn't fess up and admit to it, her mom and dad sentenced her to a bare bottom spanking and her dad enforced the punishment in the bedroom the kids shared, ensuring she suffered the humiliation not only of being spanked in front of her cousins, but being forced to bare her genitals in front of Timmy and myself. This was a common thing with the kids, they were given a chance to tell the truth when the adults knew full well what the truth was, and if they did not they often suffered a very shameful punishment. I recall it was only a quick 10-count handspanking, but Rachel cried profusely from the embarrassment which was intended. She was also forbidden from attending the beach the next day which is why she was at home.
It was a natural response from Timmy, but I had noticed he was enthralled by the whole experience, his eyes wide as saucers. Some evil thing inside me led to giving Timmy a taste of the same medicine. To be honest, it was more to make Rachel feel less alone. So, Timmy went inside with me and I exchanged pleasantries with Rachel's dad who had stayed home from the beach to mind her daughter. We got up to the bedroom and Rachel is lying in her bed reading a book. Timmy is shirtless and in his swim trunks at this point and after the initial chit chat I pointed out a T-shirt on the end of his bed and told him to put it on. I did this because I knew he would obey me and I knew the shirt would only come down to his midsection, perfectly setting up my plan to expose him. Indeed he did obey me, and then one of my favorite elements of this story happened: Rachel closed her book, and I remember she did so in a way you could hear the book close. Timmy looked over for a second and saw her do what is almost my favorite element of this story:
She put her book down on the bedside table and lay on her side facing toward him. She knew exactly what was about to happen, and I was more than happy to give her an eyeful. Timmy was wary and looked at me, as if for a way out. I wasn't going to give him a way out. Quite the opposite
Without further ado I gave the order: "alright kiddo, gimme your swimsuit so I can get it washed." Such complete BS has hardly ever come out of my mouth in my life. The decent, appropriate thing was for him to at least take a pair of boxers with him to the bathroom and get changed there to protect his modesty, but I had ordered him to strip naked below the waist right there in front of his 9 year old opposite cousin. I saw him blush pink and take a quick look at Rachel who was staring right at him, naturally. He looked back at me, silently looking for a way out, but I was the authority figure. I quickly doubled down: "come on then, while we're young" I said.
Timmy put up no protest, per usual. He looked sort of in between me and Rachel, trying to keep a stoic expression I guess, and bravely put his hands in his waistband before pushing his swimsuit down his smooth, hairless legs. His little penis popped into full view as he took off the trunks. He casually kicked his swimsuit up into his hands and gave it to me, doing his best to hide his immense discomfort. With his prepubescent, bald nakedness revealed I then remember saying "good boy, go ahead and put some shorts on" as if what was happening was completely normal. I gave his bare ass a swat as he walked past me toward the dresser which was also in the direction of his voyeuristic cousin.
The final bit of this story is my favorite because I saw in full how much Rachel was enjoying this. She wasn't smiling believe it or not, her face was stone cold. Her eyes not wide but consistently open, drinking the sight in front of her. I don't think she blinked once. Laying on her side, cozy in her bed, her mouth open just a bit, her eyes were locked directly on Timmy's penis as he walked across the room. She didn't move her body, not even her head, but you could see her eyes fixed directly on her blushing cousin's genitals. Only her eyes moved, as Timmy moved, locked on Timmy's dick as the young man walked across the room. She rolled her eyes from left slowly all the way to the right, following between his legs the whole time, before he finally reached the dresser, found some shorts, and put them on.
Only at this point did Rachel blink. The entire event from my order to take off the swimsuit to when he put the boxers on probably took 10-15 seconds but it felt like over a minute in real time. The tension was difficult to describe, and it is a moment I will never forget for as long as I live.