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(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (a.k.a. Naive)
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The Farm (Chapter 1)
by Naive, shattered_mind@hotmail.com

	It was one of those long weekends and Mom and Dad decided that they needed 
to be alone. So, all of a sudden I found myself packed up and leaving to stay 
over at my Aunt's house. Not to say that I don't like my Aunt Julie, but I had 
plans. My friends and I were going to go down to the lake and pick up some 
girls. For, a 17 year old guy it was hard enough just trying to fit in, but 
being sent off to your aunt's to be babysat was definitely a shot to my cool 
factor. Needless to say when Julie showed, to pick me up, I was in a foul mood.

	Julie was my dad's younger sister, way younger. Their was a twelve year 
gap between them. So, since my dad just turned forty five, she was only thirty 
three. And, she was hot. Arriving right after her workout at one of the gyms 
here in town. Flowing blond hair tied back into a pony tail and her golden 
bronze skin shinning with little beads of sweat. A perfect figure: small firm 
breasts, tiny little waist, and a really tight ass. If she wasn't my aunt I 
would've been turned on. Okay, so I was a little turned on. But, that just made 
me madder because I was feeling horny now and my chance to get laid this weekend 
was blown. And, for a seventeen year old virgin that was a hell of a chance to 
blow.

	I grabbed my duffel bag and walked out the door while Dad and Mom talked 
to aunt Julie. I think they could all tell I was ticked. Tossing my bag into the 
back of the black Lexus; I wondered what the hell I was going to do for four 
days on a crappy old farm in the middle of nowhere. 

	Grabbing my shoulder and turning me a little dad said, "Alan, do whatever 
your aunt tells you this weekend. Okay?" I gave him a little nod.

	Mom gave me a big hug, "Now be a good boy for Julie." With a little 
whisper in my ear she said, "The weekend will be better then you think." Rolling 
my eyes, all I could think was 'Yea, sure' as she gave me a little peck on the 
cheek.

	The drive wasn't that bad, it was a pretty day. I was sure that the guys 
were already playing in the lake and hitting on the girls. I guess I must have 
had a scowl on my face, because Julie patted my knee and gave me a little 
sympathetic smile. But, she had this glint in her eyes that made me 
uncomfortable. I gave her a little smile back. 

	"So big guy, had plans for the weekend?" Julie tried to break the silence 
a bit.

	"Yea, I was going to go down to the lake and scope .. ahm, hang out." I 
blushed a bit. I couldn't believe I was about to tell her that we were going to 
the lake to hit on some girls.

	"Well I'm sorry that your plans got messed up. But at least you can do 
some swimming at our place." Julie smiled her hand still resting on my knee. 
Luckily she didn't catch my slip or at least she let me off the hook.

	"Sorry, Aunt Julie I can't. I left my trunks at home. I didn't know you 
guys had a place to swim."

	"Don't worry, Amy and I will find you something to wear." She gave my knee 
a little squeeze then put her hand  back on the wheel. I had forgotten about her 
daughter Amy. She was pretty cute and just a year younger then I. Julie had 
gotten married right out of high school to her boyfriend. He died in an car 
accident only a year later. Dad told me that Julie was devastated. She only 
pulled herself together with Mom and Dad's help. They put her through school and 
now she was quite a successful computer programmer and consultant. Like Dad. 

	I had a little flair for computers myself and at night I was Prime-Byte 
hacker extreme. Well not that extreme. In fact, I wasn't really hacking anything 
except adult sites. I had built quite a collection of false passwords and 
accounts. Any site that I wanted, I could get into. I always claimed to be 
better when I talked to the few hackers I knew online, but hell they'd never 
know what I really did. Careful and slow was how I had always taken it. But, of 
recent I was getting a bit sloppy. I was surfing some weird kink sites and was 
staying up way too late reading the stories and fawning over the pictures. The 
other day Mom was on my computer and I was sure that she was going to find out 
what I had been up too: Since I hadn't cleaned my cache or history and some 
links were still in my location bar. I was sweating, but Mom never said a word: 
I figured I was just paranoid why would Mom be spying on me anyway.

	I was an A student, on the honor roll, and I was on the swim team as an 
extra. I guess the only part that made them worry was that I never had a 
girlfriend. It's hard when your shy. I had lots of friends, quite a few were 
girls, but I never knew what to say or do. So, I just let it lie. I figured that 
sooner or later I would figure out the right way to pick up girls. Hell, I 
thought that this weekend was going to be the one, but that was ruined. I just 
couldn't figure girls out though. I thought that I looked alright. My tan was 
coming back, and my hair was lightening to a dirty blond. I was still in good 
shape from all the swimming, and had deep blue eyes, but not a single girl 
seemed to notice me. I was their pal, their friend; never what I wanted to be.

	The Lexus pulled down the long dirt drive up to the old converted farm 
house. It was really quite a pretty place and with all the trees turning green 
and the flowers coming into bloom it was almost spectacular. I pulled my bag 
from the back seat and got out the car. Their was this look of awe on my face. 
Aunt Julie came up behind me a gave me a smack on the ass, pulling me back to 
the present. She just had this big smile on her face, "Looks allot different 
then last time you saw it, doesn't it?"

	"Yea, Aunt Julie, it's ... cool." The heat was burning across my face and 
down my chest. That swat on the ass wasn't any light playful tap. She'd put some 
force behind it. Before I had time to wonder why, she'd taken my hand and was 
leading me into the house.

	She grabbed my bag and lead me upstairs to a little room right between 
hers and Amy's. It was small but had a large hardwood four poster bed that took 
up almost the whole room. Their was a small closet with a large deadbolt on it, 
which seemed a bit odd. And, an old time basin was siting on this little table 
built into the corner. A small circular window was right between the posts of 
the bed on the far wall. It didn't even look like it opened. It was an odd 
looking room, very Spartan, and grim looking. But, it would do for a couple 
days. Julie put the bag down in the closet and sat on the end of the bed.

	"Amy should be home soon. She stayed over at a friend's last night. I was 
thinking that swimming would be nice on a day like this. What do you think?" 
Julie looked up at me and again she had that weird glint in her eyes.

	"I guess that would be fine. But, I need to get a swim suit." I shifted my 
feel a little, looking down at the gray shag carpet. Her look made me feel like 
she was looking right through me, or at least right through my clothes. She got 
up and grabbed my hand and lead me to the bathroom.

	"Why don't you take a nice hot shower and I'll get you some of Richard's 
old trunks." She smiled and closed the door leaving me in the bathroom alone. 
She yelled from down the hall that she would bring me a towel. The door didn't 
even have a lock on it. I started to undress thinking that she would knock when 
she came back, but she just barged in. I had just stripped my under ware down 
and was kicking them off as she walked in. I know that I must have turned three 
shades of red as I reached down and yanked my pants up to cover myself.

	"Aunt Julie!" I yelled more embarrassed then I'd ever been in my whole 
life. Holding my pants over my crotch and backing towards the wall.

	"Oh come on, Alan. I use to change your diapers." She rolled her eyes as 
she offered me the towel.

	"That was a long time ago, Aunt Julie." I pulled the towel from her and 
wrapped it around myself. Dropping the pants back to the floor.

	"Okay Alan, I leave you be." She had a quirky little smile curling at the 
sides of her full red lips. She came closer and I was almost pressed between her 
and the wall as she moved closer reaching towards my shoulder. Her smell was 
intoxicating. And I could see a little down the front of the leotard that she 
had on. Suddenly the sound of 'Tainted Love' blasted into my ear. I jumped a 
little and turned to see her finger on the power switch of a radio behind me. 
She backed up a little and looked me up and down raising an eyebrow. I looked 
down to see the towel starting to tent out on front of me. All the blood rushed 
to my head. God, I was so embarrassed. I felt light headed it was that bad. 
Julie just gave a little smile then walked out closing the door behind her.

	I turned on the water, got it warm, and jumped in. Soaping my self up and 
washing my hair I couldn't help but stroke my cock a little. I was so horny I 
wanted to jerk off right there, but I was scared that Julie just might walk back 
in. I couldn't help but think about her smooth skin and her smell. My cock was 
so hard it hurt. Finally, I turned the hot water off and just let the cold 
overcome me. It took a while and I was shaking a bit from the cold, but my 
erection finally subsided. Wrapping the towel around me I jumped out of the 
shower and reached down to get my clothes. But, they were gone. I looked around 
but she didn't leave anything for me to wear. I cracked the door open and 
yelled, "Aunt Julie." But got no response. Going to the bedroom to get some 
other clothes I found the closet locked. 'Great!' I thought to myself. Here I 
was in my Aunt's house and all I have to wear is a towel. It couldn't get any 
worse. I slowly and cautiously walked around the house calling for my Aunt but 
she didn't answer. Just happening to glance out the back window and saw Aunt 
Julie lounging by her pool in this tight little pink two piece. Hell, I didn't 
even know she had a pool. I went over to the sliding glass door which opened 
onto the back enclosed porch with the pool. It had large wrought iron gates and 
an ivy covered metal roof. It was really cool. I wandered out onto the porch and 
the glass door slide shut behind me with a click. Aunt Julie looked up with a 
little shock and said, "Damn!" under her breath.

	"Aunt Julie, what did you do with my clothes?" I asked her cautiously, 
because she had a slightly perturbed look on her face. She just looked at me for 
a second and gave a little shrug to herself and laughed.

	"Well I was getting you some trunks, but I walked out here to check the 
water for a sec and the door closed on me." I shrugged a little wondering what 
that had to do with anything. "The door locks automatically and I don't have the 
key on me." She answered my unspoken question. I turned faster then I imagined 
and tried to pull the door open but it was firmly locked. I banged my head 
against the door a few times until I felt Julie grab my shoulders lightly. 
"Don't worry Amy will be here soon to let us out." She thought that I was 
worried about getting out. What I was worried about was standing around with 
only a towel on.

	"Aunt Julie ..." I turned and said when I felt her finger on my lips. She 
had very soft fingers and I could smell her perfume.

	"Just call me Julie." She was so close to me. And there I was in nothing 
but a towel. It felt hard to swallow. Her smell was starting to get to me and I 
could feel a stirring in my groin. I stepped away and turned from her trying to 
think of anything else.

	"Ahm, Julie I can't stay out here like this. I'm not wearing anything." I 
said trying to clear the lump from my throat.

	"Oh, don't worry Alan. No one will see you. We're nowhere near anyone way 
out here." She said as she slid a finger inside my towel and pulled me over 
towards the pool. With her first little yank I thought that she was going to 
pull my towel off I was flushed and it felt hard to breath right. No ones seen 
me nude since I was like six. Especially, not a woman. And, she was a woman. 
"Why don't you just jump in the water that should make you feel better." With 
just a hard pull she yanked the towel from my shocked hands as she walked to her 
chair not even glancing back. I jumped into the water as fast as I could never 
feeling this exposed in my life. I didn't know what to do.

	"Aunt Julie .."

	"Julie, remember." She said in a harsher town as she sat down and 
readjusted herself using my towel as a pillow.

	"Julie, could I please have my towel back." I stuttered out.

	"Alan you act like you've never been naked in front of a woman before." 
She said leaning forward her hard nipples pressing against the tight pink fabric 
of her bikini top. I must have blushed because a wicked smile crept across her 
lips. "Don't tell me you're still a virgin?" She said sliding her chair right 
over to the edge of the pool. I wanted to sink into that water and just die. I 
pressed against the side of the pool. My arms crossed over the lip. I was trying 
hard to hide the erection I had, as she stared down at me. All I could do was 
look at the cement and trace my finger around the lines. Julie reached down and 
took my chin into her hands and made me look her in the eyes. "Are you?" She 
said in a commanding harsh voice. I gave her a little nod and looked away. I 
felt like I was going to cry. How could I have just admitted to my Aunt that I 
was a virgin.

	Julie pushed her chair back and laid down on my towel beside the pool. She 
reached out and stroked my cheek with her fingers. "It's okay." She whispered. 
That was just too much, I felt a tear run down my face as I squeezed my eyes 
shut. "Alan, really it's okay. Some boys just take longer then others to find 
the right girl." She used the back of her hand to caress my face. It was like 
all these emotions were coming at once. I put my head down against the cool 
concrete and tried to pulled it all together. I could feel her fingers running 
through my hair. "You know you're a very beautiful boy." All I could do was 
shake my head a little to show her I knew she was lying. Her hand tightened in 
my hair and I gasped a little in pain as she pulled my face up to hers. "You are 
a beautiful boy." I nodded a little, hoping that was the right thing to do. She 
gave me a big smile and a kiss on my forehead then let go. I thought about 
scooting away from her but then she might notice my erection.

	"Why don't you swim a little it get your mind off these things." She said 
as she propped herself up on her elbows.

	"But Julie." I said looking down a little.

	"My you are a shy one aren't you. Don't worry the water will make sure I 
can't see a thing." She stood up and got into her lounge chair pulled a pair of 
sunglasses from off the table and said, "I won't even look." After putting the 
dark shades on I couldn't tell where she was looking. I wasn't sure how long I 
was going to be stuck out here, so I decided what the hell and started to do 
laps. I'm not sure how long it was before Amy arrived.

	"Hey Mom, what you guys up to?" Amy said from the door. I froze in mid lap 
and frantically swam to the edge of the pool. Holding close to the wall hoping 
that she couldn't tell I was naked under the water.

	"Hey honey, I'm glad your home." Julie walked over and hugged her 
daughter. "We've been stuck out here for almost an hour. I thought that you'd 
never get home." Amy had this curious look on her face and was about to speak 
when Julie spoke over her. "You see Alan and I got locked out here, and poor 
Alan didn't even have any clothes on." I wanted to die I could feel the flush 
come over me, my heart pounding, as I sank even deeper into the water. I could 
see Amy's face brighten, and her mouth 'really' as she looked at me in the 
water. Her eyes trying hard to pierce the shimmering blue surface. "Lets go find 
Alan something to wear." And with that they disappeared inside. I didn't even 
get a chance to ask for my towel back, which she carried inside with her.

	So there I was stuck outside with nothing but water to cover me. This was 
turning out to be a real bad day. Just when I thought that it couldn't get worse 
Amy came back out with a bunch of her friends all in bathing suits. Amy just 
smiled and waved to me as I went deeper and deeper into the pool. How could she 
do this to me? She lead all her friends over to where I was hanging to the edge 
in the deep end.

	"Hey Alan! I want you to meet my friends." She waved to the four other 
girls with her. Some of them looked even older then I was. "This is Cindy," A 
pretty red head in a one piece walked over to the edge and held her hand out. 
She had short frizzy hair that was pulled towards the back of her head, and her 
large breasts were held tight in her red and blue suit. I could feel a slight 
tremble through my body as I noticed that same gleam in her eyes, just like Aunt 
Julie. I raised up just enough to shake her hand then sunk back into the water. 
"Samantha,"  A dark hair Asian girl with a petite figure and beautiful green 
eyes just smiled and nodded to me. I returned her nod. "Erica," One of the older 
girls walked over and knelt to look me right in the eyes, "Hello Alan, pleased 
to meet you." I had to look away her eyes just seemed to consume me; they made 
me feel light headed. For some reason she scared me. "Pleased to meet you." I 
tried not to look up but I couldn't help it. Her grin was like a cats before it 
struck it's prey. "and last but not least this is Wendy." She also looked older 
then me. She had long soft brown hair, deep sea green eyes, full puckered lips, 
and the figure of a goddess. She was the kind of woman I had no chance with. 
"Hello Alan." She said as she ran her fingers lightly across my brow pushing my 
hair back from my eyes. Her touch was electric, I couldn't help but shiver down 
to my core. The smile on her face grew a little but she just sat there looking 
into my eyes and I couldn't look away. For some reason I knew I'd do anything 
for her. Amy cleared her throat and pulled my attention to her. "So what do you 
think?"

	"Oh, um, pleased to meet you all." I said with a blush. For some reason 
that made Amy smile even more. Just then I heard the door open and Julie was 
coming out with a robe and towel in hand. I was never happier to see her.

	"Come on Alan time to put something on." She yelled from the other side of 
the pool. I heard some of the girls giggle. I couldn't even look up to see who 
it was I was so ashamed. I pulled myself to the other side of the pool quickly 
but I could still feel all those eyes on me. I felt like a piece of meat. When I 
got there I reached up so she could hand me the towel, but she just pulled back 
and opened it up. "Come on lets dry you off." She said with a big smile. I 
couldn't believe what I was hearing.

	"But, Aunt Ju..." the words died in my throat. As she gave me this evil 
look that made me want to just slink away, and forget the clothes.

	"I said lets get out so we can dry you off. Understand?" She said harshly 
and with no humor. I swallowed hard and looked back at where all the girls were 
and then gave her my most pleading look. She gave a little sigh, "Girls could 
you please turn around so Alan can get dressed. Good. Now come on Alan." I was 
too afraid to look back so I put my hands over my groin and got out. My cock was 
so hard that I knew I'd explode if she touched it. Slowly she wrapped the towel 
around me and started to dry me. I could feel her soft hands on the outside of 
the towel slowly touring my body. Leaning down, her face right next to my cock, 
she started drying my legs. Placing her hands on inner thighs she coaxed my legs 
apart. I could feel the soft cotton towel tickling the bottom of my sac as she 
dried my thighs. "Please move your hands." I couldn't do it. I couldn't even 
believe what she was asking. She put the towel down and gently pried my stunned 
hands away. Grabbing up the towel she stared drying my groin. The towel slowly 
wrung it's way around my shaft, I thought I was just going to explode as she did 
it. Still holding my shaft tightly, with her other hand she started twisting the 
towel around my knob, her palm moving in small circles. If she hadn't had such a 
firm grip on my rod I know I would of gone off right there. I could still feel 
my cock pulsing as she let it go and started drying my balls. Moving the towel 
behind me, I could feel her hot breath on my pulsing cock. I know I was flushed 
all over. I couldn't even look down, I was just too close to the edge, and 
seeing her there would've had me on my knees. She stood and looked me in the 
eyes, but I couldn't help looking away, I was just too embarrassed. Draping the 
towel around my waist, she folded it so it wouldn't fall off, then she took my 
hand. "Let's go find you something to wear."

	As we walked off to my new room I could hear the girls giggling behind me. 
My only hope was that they were laughing at knowing I was in the pool naked and 
not that they saw what just happened. Well, I could hope at least.

(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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