The Age of Discovery – Part Two (Exhib, Humil, mmfffFF)
BY: HOOKED6
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The Age of Discovery – Part Two (mmmmfffFF,Exhib,Humil)
BY: Hooked6

"What in the hell . . .?" I cursed out loud at discovering
my clothes were gone. "Okay Billy, enough is enough. I know
you're hiding out there." I was hoping he was going to
reappear laughing at his own prank. Nothing happened.
"Billy, I'm not scared you know. . ." Still nothing as I
continued to talk hoping he could hear me. "This isn't funny
Billy. Now come on. Get back here."

After ten minutes I began to realize that maybe he wasn't
coming back.  I paced the floor. Surely he was just messing
with me. "He'll be back," I said to myself as I began to
wonder what I would do if he didn't return. Being naked in
the safety of my home was one think but being naked in a
situation that I had no control over was terrifying!

Another 30 minutes passed and no Billy. I peeked carefully
outside and still no Billy. Why would my best friend DO such
a thing to me?! I was furious yet saddened by the fact that
he had betrayed me so. What had I ever done to him? I waited
and waited – what choice did I really have? Of course if
Billy didn't return I'd have to high-tail it back home as
best I could. With each passing hour my hope of getting my
clothes back seemed smaller and smaller. It was getting
close to noon and I realized that my mom would get worried
if I wasn't home for lunch. I HAD to take a chance and make
a run for it.

I planned my route in my mind and took off running. I
discovered that one never feels so vulnerable as when trying
to run naked – especially with bare feet! Those rocks and
pebbles were murder and I couldn't go as fast as I thought I
would be able to! I had only gone about 100 yards when I
heard some lady screaming, "HEY YOU! STOP RIGHT THERE!"

It was Mrs. Miller!

Pebbles or no, I bolted trying to keep my back to her so
that she couldn't see my face!

"STOP THIS INSTANT!" she screamed again her voice sounding
closer. She must be chasing after me! "IF YOU DON'T STOP
I'LL CALL THE POLICE!"

Oh GAWD! I hoped she hadn't seen who it was or I was doomed.
I picked up my pace and left her pasture and started running
through the back yards of my neighbors. I figured that once
I left her property she would give up the chase but when I
looked back she was still following me!

"WHEN I CATCH YOU I'LL BLISTER YOUR HIDE!" she yelled
through her gasps of air. Somehow I found some hidden energy
and began running even faster. Then I realized that she
didn't have to CATCH me - I was leading her right to my
house . . . AND MY MOTHER! All she had to do was FOLLOW me.
And, if I continued through the neighborhood, her yelling
was bound to attract the attention of our neighbors and
someone would surely recognize me or worse come to her aid.
I zigged and zagged desperately searching for somewhere to
go. Eventually I made a U-turn and began running back toward
the Miller's at a wide angle hoping she wouldn't catch me. I
had made a split-second decision to hide out somewhere on or
near her farm as it offered many possibilities for getting
out of sight, at least until she gave up the chase.

Finally after rounding a bend, I managed to find a spot
behind some bushes at the edge of the farm and I crouched
down using the dense brush for cover and panted fiercely as
I tried to catch my breath. I heard Mrs. Miller run past
several times desperately searching for me. I'll give her
one thing – she was persistent.

"YOU'D BETTER COME OUT AND SHOW YOURSELF YOUNG MAN!" she
yelled. "IT'LL BE WORSE FOR YOUR BEHIND IF YOU DON'T!"

As I looked down at my tiny pecker shriveled up from running
I remarked, "This is all YOUR fault!" I made a promise to
myself NEVER to again pull any naked stunts if I could only
get out of this mess in one piece!

I kept silent and remained in my hiding place as Mrs. Miller
continued her search for me. Finally she gave up and left. I
waited for quite sometime before finding the courage to
leave. I carefully made my way back home hoping that no one
spotted me. Upon reaching my home I went into the back yard.
My plan was to sneak back into the house before my mother
spotted me and began asking all sorts of questions. I hadn't
made it ten feet when I heard giggling from behind me. I
immediately turned around and there was Billy laughing his
fool head off. "About time you made it home," he said.

"I ought to murder you! What's the idea leaving me stranded
like that?"

"Oh come on, you enjoyed it," Billy teased dismissing my
compliant.

I was about to give him what for when my mom came out the
back door calling, "Johnny, lunch time . . ." she then
spotted me standing without clothes and stopped in her
tracks. She had that puzzled look on her face and then a
serious scowl was beginning to form. Other than appearing
nude at the breakfast table, and sleeping without pajamas I
had pretty much confined my little hobby to the confines of
our house. That was about as far as my appearances without
clothes had taken me. Now I was naked and OUTSIDE no less.
She clearly wasn't too happy at her discovery.

"We were just playing mom," I added hastily. She looked at
me for a minute then at Billy who was standing there still
smiling. It was as though she was trying to make up her mind
whether or not to confront me about my lack of attire
outside.

After studying the situation for a minute she finally said,
"Oh . . . Well, it's time to eat. Billy would you like to
stay for lunch?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Come along. It's all set out on the table. Just help
yourselves."

As the three of us sat there eating silently, I wondered
what was going to happen next. I was worried that Mrs.
Miller would telephone my mom to complain about seeing me
naked at her place, or worse, she would actually knock on
our door and explain it all in person. I had to think of a
way out of this gracefully. My mind raced through all the
possible explanations I could use but they all seemed stupid
or lacked credibility.

"Billy," my mom said addressing my friend interrupting my
panic. "You must think this all very strange."

"What do you mean, Mrs. Taylor?"

"Johnny running around naked all the time. You must think
that is all very strange, don't you?" My mom was obviously
fishing. I recognized the sound of her voice. She was
testing Billy perhaps even looking to validate her own
concerns about her son acting like a pervert. I knew she
didn't like it and was only tolerating it because of what
her dad had said the other day.

Billy kept on eating and answered without missing a beat,
"Not really. Lot's of kids do it during the summer."

My mom scrunched up her brow clearly not expecting the
answer she got. "Oh really?"

"Sure. It's no big deal."  Billy replied as he continued to
eat his sandwich. Mom kept an eye on Billy as he finished
his lunch but didn't remark on the subject further.

We finished our lunch and I was about suggest that my
playmate and I go up to my room to get out of the scrutiny
of my mother when Billy spoke up and said, "It's too pretty
a day to stay inside, Let's go play outside again."

I was about to protest but I saw the look on mom's face that
seemed to be saying, "Aha, I've got you now you little
pervert."

"Okay Billy," I said confidently, "We can play hide and
seek. You're it!" I said and ran outside not giving my mom a
chance to comment further. I really didn't want to go back
outside but for all my mom knew I had been playing that way
all morning. I nervously stepped out the back door and
joined my friend.

Once in the backyard I could see her watching us through the
window so I tried my best just to act as if everything was
normal. We ran, screamed, played tag and even tossed the
baseball around – all the things we normally did when we
were together. She eventually left her perch but every now
and then I caught a glimpse of her as she returned back to
the window to check up on us. It felt absolutely weird being
outside like I was but I had to make a convincing show of it
in light of what happened at the Miller's. My mom was such a
disciplinarian and if she thought for one minute that I was
up to something I would be in for it but good! At least this
way she might look at it differently if she thought I was
just being a normal kid like my grandpa said. Billy for his
part was totally delighted in watching my discomfort. In
some strange way I almost thought he was actually hoping
that I was going to get into trouble.

I couldn't wait for this day to be over so I could get some
clothes on. As pleasurable as my little daring adventures
had been before, being naked just wasn't fun anymore –
especially in front of my classmate. We ended up playing for
hours before Billy finally announced he had to go home.
"I'll see YOU, tomorrow," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
Though he was my best friend I still didn't trust him.

FINALLY this horrible day was over, I thought to myself as I
entered the house. It was my intention to scurry up to my
room and quickly put some clothes on. I had had enough of
this nudity thing.

"Is that you, Johnny?" my mother called out from somewhere
in the house.

"Yes mom," I yelled closing the back door.

"Could you come in here please?" she asked politely.

"Okay mom."

I hurriedly made my way through the kitchen and entered the
front room. To my surprise sitting, there next to my mom,
were two of her friends, Mrs. Enwright and Mrs. Taggart.

Both of the young ladies were close to my mom's age and
smiled widely at seeing me enter the room without clothes. I
stopped dead in my tracks not knowing what I should do.

"Why he's NAKED!" one lady remarked with a giggle.

"Oh he does that all the time," my mom answered matter-of-
factly and then turned toward me and continued, "Johnny,
would you mind telling these women why you don't have
clothes on?" She looked at me with interest as if to see how
I was going handle myself.

I was trapped once again. I knew I couldn't try and cover up
lest I incriminate myself. "Ah . . . well, it's summer, and
. . . you know . . . it's hot out. It just feels better this
way sometimes," I stammered.

Both ladies laughed at my feeble attempt to explain myself.
One of them remarked to my mom as she looked at my privates,
"He's kind of big for that sort of thing don't you think?"
Hearing her remark made me feel very self-conscious.

"Nonsense," said the other, "I think he's adorable. Come
hear dear and give us a big ole hug."  I blushed profusely
and reluctantly made my way over to the blonde-haired lady
and did as she asked. "You just enjoy your freedom while you
can young man. Someday you'll look around and find that the
rules have changed and all the fun has gone out of your
life. You just be sure to live life on your terms now while
you can." With that she released me from her grasp and
patted my naked behind as I turned to go back to the center
of the room.

I nervously stood there for a minute as everyone looked at
me. "Did you want something mom?"

"Oh yes, I . . ." her thought was interrupted by the sound
of someone entering the room from behind me. I instinctively
turned around and saw Staci Taggart, which I knew from
school. She was 15 and basically a stuck-up snob!

"STACI!" I exclaimed in a surprise voice. Seeing me standing
there naked she began to giggle and put her hand up to her
mouth.

"So you know my step-daughter then?" the blonde Mrs. Taggart
observed.

"Um . . . yes ma'am" I replied literally forcing the words
out of my mouth. I felt a wave of panic building inside and
my mind began to race. I couldn't hide or react negatively
lest I betray myself to my mom so I was stuck standing there
on display to this teenage girl all the while trying to act
indifferent. Inside however, I was mortified that a girl
near my age was seeing me without clothes. My feet wanted to
run but they felt like heavy bricks securing me in place.
GAWD, I was doomed! Staci kept her eyes fixed to my penis
all the while having that stupid grin on her face. If I
could have traveled back in time that instant I would have
made sure I would have never started this streaking stuff in
the first place!!

My mom smirked at my predicament, almost as if she was
enjoying it. "Johnny, that's what I wanted to tell you. I am
going out this evening with my friends here and I have hired
Staci to watch over you."

"Awwww Mom!" I whined. "I don't need a babysitter!!"

"Oh yes you do. I won't be home until very late and I'm not
going to leave you alone in this house while I'm gone and
that's final." I was about to protest once again but she cut
me off. "Not another word. It's all arranged."

I looked over at Staci and she still had that wicked grin on
her face and then I looked back at my mom. Before I could
say anything further my mom spoke to the girl. "Staci, I
hope you don't mind putting up with my son's crazy habits.
Boys will be boys you know. I'm sure it's just a phase he's
going through," she explained as if she felt compelled to
make an excuse for my odd behavior.

"Oh, you mean him being naked? Nah, I'm sure we'll get along
fine. It doesn't bother me in the least. I'm used to LITTLE
boys doing weird things as I BABY-sit pretty regularly, you
know."

The fact she emphasized the words "LITTLE" and "BABY" made
my skin crawl. Oooh how I hated that girl!

My mom smiled, "I'm sure you are. That's why I hired you to
begin with, because of your experience. I'm counting on you
while I'm gone to make sure things don't get out of hand."

"Don't worry, I'm sure nothing will come up that I can't
handle," Staci reassured with an odd grin. She then took a
seat in the front room next to her mother.

Standing there like a dumb-butt I looked at everyone
grinning back at me and decided to make my retreat. "I'll
think I'll go to my room now," I announced.

"Okay dear," my mom said then after I had taken a few steps
added, "Oh and Johnny, I STILL have my doubts about you." I
silently looked at her with my best confused expression
hoping she wasn't really going to spill the beans and
embarrass me further. My mom's face got all serious-looking
as she continued. "You may well be just having innocent fun
but if I find out that you are being a pervert even for ONE
minute – ESPECIALLY in front of Staci, I'll blister your
backside so bad they'll probably have to take you to the
emergency room – do I make myself clear young man?"

My face went white and my legs grew weak. I couldn't believe
she had said that in front of our guests – especially
Staci!! I cleared my throat and defended myself – "Why mom I
have no idea what you are talking about."

"Good," she retorted smartly. "Then I'm sure you won't mind
keeping us company until it's time for us to leave."

I swallowed hard and replied, "Um, I guess not . . . if
that's what you want." I casually took a seat on the
opposite side of the room and tried to ignore my situation
as the ladies chatted away.

For her part Staci kept looking at me. It was beginning to
get annoying. I tried to look at our other guests and
pretend to be interested in what they were saying but my
eyes would eventually be drawn back to the girl sending a
creepy feeling up my spine. Why did it have to be HER?! She
was so stuck up and full of herself. She thought the Earth
revolved around her and everyone at school knew it! I would
NEVER live this down.

Finally after listening to another hour of boring girlie
conversation my mom announced that it was time for them to
leave. After some needless and mundane instructions to Staci
and another cautionary warning to me they left.

They were no sooner out the door when Staci busted out
laughing.

"SHUT UP!" I snapped.

"That's no way to talk to someone who holds your balls in
her hand."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked lividly.

"I know ALL about your little naked escapades," she said
with a wry smile.

My heart began pounding. How could she know? I asked myself.
I was sure she was just trying to get my goat. "You're
batty. I don't know what you are talking about," I said as I
got up to leave the room.

"You don't . . . how about your stunt running around the
Miller's place with your little dick flopping around for
anyone to see, or Mrs. Miller chasing you around the
neighborhood? And what about running to your room and
playing with yourself after coming to the breakfast table
naked? I know ALL about you, you little twerp and if you
don't show me some respect I'll make sure your mother knows
too?"

I was dumbfounded. How could she know? The only person
besides me who knew that stuff was . . . BILLY!!! That low-
down dirty son of a . . .
I KNEW I shouldn't have confided in him! My thoughts were
cut short by the sound of Staci's voice.

"So here's how this is going to work," she said plainly.

"How what will work?"

"Your mother isn't sure that you're having innocent fun or
just a pervert like all boys your age. I'm willing to give
you the benefit of the doubt and assume for the time being
that you aren't a pervert," She said with a smile. "Of
course I'm going to have to require some proof, you
understand. I can't just take your word for it can I?"

"Um . . . what kind of proof," I asked nervously.

"Well for starters I want you to remain naked for the rest
of the night, is that okay with you?"

"Why?"

"Because I said so, that's why. Besides you heard your
mother didn't you? If you so much as act like a pervert for
even a minute she'll, what was it she said she'd do?"

I lowered my head in shame, "She said she'll blister my butt
until I had to go to the emergency room."

Staci laughed heartily. "Oh that's right, I forgot."

Okay I'll stay naked the rest of tonight."

"Oh that's not all, no sir not by a long shot."

"What else do you want me to do?"

"I want you to stay naked every moment you can possibly get
away with it for the rest of the summer. You should only
wear clothes when your mother FORCES you too. Otherwise I
want to you figure out a way to remain nude at all times
regardless of how inconvenient it may be. Of course it goes
without saying that all this has to appear to be YOUR idea.
Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong impression about you
would we?"

"You can't mean it!" I protested.

"I sure do. Either do what I say or not, the choice is
yours. What's it going to be?"

I looked into her eyes and they were set like flint. She was
dead serious and I knew it. She really DID have me by the
balls. "Fine, whatever," I replied tersely.

"Good, I just KNEW you were a smart LITTLE boy." Her eyes
were sparkling now as she looked me over giving me the
creeps again. "I'm going to make us some dinner and I need
you to do me a favor while I'm in the kitchen."

I sighed deeply, "What is it?"

"I need a recipe for chicken salad. Be a dear and go to
Amy's and ask her for a copy of her recipe."

"Fine," I said as I headed up stairs.

"Um – no need to get dressed remember? Just go as you are.
I'm sure being a fine, upstanding young man rather than a
PERVERT, you wouldn't mind going as you are. I'm sure Amy
won't mind," she added with a giggle.

"WHAT??!!"

"I told you I needed proof. So far you've managed to control
that thing of yours and I must say I'm pretty impressed. Now
get! Let's see what condition you come back in after getting
my recipe."

A light bulb illuminated over my head. So THAT'S what she is
up to! She's going to place me in terrible situations hoping
that I pop a woody and humiliate myself then tell my mom and
take great pleasure in watching my ass get blistered. That
little bitch! I'll show her, I thought. She doesn't have any
power over me. Just who does she think she is, anyway? I am
BOY not some plaything of hers. "Okay," I answered
confidently as if I didn't have a care in the world. "I'll
be right back."

I reasoned as long as I kept to my story surely I couldn't
get into trouble. I just had to act as if all this was the
most natural thing in the world and they would all soon tire
of this and I would win. I'll show them!! There was no way
that stuck-up snob was going to get the best of me!

I boldly walked outside and down the sidewalk muttering to
myself how petty and lame all girls are. Secretly I was
hoping that she didn't think I had it in me to do as she
asked. I was sure that she thought I was going to beg and
plead for her to change her mind like some sniveling coward.
Well if she thought that she had another thing coming! I
made sure that every step I took was made with a
determination that she couldn't possibly miss.

I was still lost in my emotions when I found myself on Amy's
doorstep ringing her bell. The door suddenly opened and
there stood not Amy but her younger sister Susan who was
exactly my age. I had a crush on her since I was just a kid!
She was without a doubt THE most beautiful girl in my whole
class!

Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped when she discovered
that I was naked. Despite all my anger and conviction about
not letting Staci exert power and influence over me, seeing
Susan I just caved.

Then it happened. My penis engorged itself to the max and
was pointing straight at her. She then screamed and slammed
the door!

  
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