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

I started to panic! Before I could react the door opened
again and there stood Susan with her older sister Amy. Both
girls looked me over and neither of them was smiling. "See I
TOLD YOU!" Susan said emphatically while pointing at my
boner. I was mortified and wanted to die! 

Amy's face grew angry and she grabbed my arm firmly and
yanked me inside. "Just what in the hell are you doing
Johnny Taylor?"

"I . . . ah . . . Please I can explain!" I cried
desperately.

"Just wait until I tell your mother Johnny Taylor – you'll
be a dead man for sure!" Susan taunted.

"Now hold on sis," Amy interjected. "I'm sure there must be
a logical explanation. I'm positive that Johnny's not a
pervert." She then looked at me expectantly waiting for me
to say something.

I cleared my throat and replied quietly with my voice
cracking, "I need your recipe for chicken salad." It was
lame I know but it was all I could think of to say and
besides it WAS the truth. 

Without warning Amy slapped me across the face – not
forcefully but hard enough to bring me to my senses. "Now
listen to me Johnny Taylor you'd best be straight with me an
explain yourself or you may never know what it's like to
reach manhood. Why are you here like this?"

"I AM being straight!!!!" I cried as my penis shrunk to an
incredibly small size in a hurry. Suddenly this was no
longer exciting. "STACI SENT ME! She needs your recipe for
chicken salad. Honest, I'm not making this up." My knees
began shaking uncontrollably and to make matters worse Susan
was giggling now as she stared at my tiny penis. All I could
think of was what tales she would be spreading about me at
school this fall. 

"NO, why are you NAKED, Dumb ass?" Amy snapped back as she
squeezed my arm.

My mind went into over-drive, self preservation mode. "Oh .
. . um . . . I usually go around like this in summer – It's
no big deal, a lot of young boys do! I didn't mean anything
by it. I didn't think . . ." My voice trailed off as I
suddenly became aware of how stupid I sounded. I just
dropped my head and looked at the floor.

"Hmmph!" Susan disbelievingly replied in a huff. 

Amy got a weird look in her eyes and cracked a grin for the
first time. "So, you go around naked a lot during the summer
do you?" 

"Um . . . yeah, sometimes, you know when it's hot out and
all."

"And it doesn't bother you at all to be seen like that?" Amy
inquired skeptically. I was beginning to think I could
convince her to start believing me so I decided to stick to
my story. 

I answered trying to sound calm and confident, "Not really,
no."  Inside all I could think of was what my mom would do
to me if these two tattled on me.

Amy paused and looked at me then back at her younger sister.
"And Staci knows you're outside like this?"

"Yeah, she's watching me tonight and wants your recipe so
she can fix dinner for us. She sent me over here to get it."
There was a long pause as I looked hopefully into Amy's
sparkling eyes waiting to see what would happen next.
 
"Okay," she finally said as she let go of my arm, "I believe
you." I let out a giant sigh of relief. "Since you obviously
are okay with your body, I'm sure you didn't mean anything
by what happened earlier. These things happen, I guess. The
human body IS, after all, a beautiful thing. Say, you won't
mind lending us a hand before I give you that recipe Staci
wanted, will you?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Susan needs help getting this table out to the back yard
and you, being a STRONG and MUSCULAR fellow, would surely be
perfect for the job."

I puffed up at hearing her describe me as "strong and
muscular" in front of Susan. Finally, something to feel good
about despite my humiliation at being exposed to a girl that
up till now I had worshiped the ground she walked on. "Okay,
sure where do you want it?" I asked proudly as I made my way
towards the folded up card table. I grabbed hold of it and
tried to lift it. It was heavier than I thought and quite
awkward to handle by myself but I didn't want to risk
failure so I struggled to make it look like it was no big
deal. Once I had the table off the ground Amy instructed me
to follow her sister and that she would show me where she
wanted it. I put the square card table at my side with the
top edge under one arm while holding onto one of the
retracted table legs for leverage. Then, struggling to use
my free arm to balance myself, I followed her out the back
door.

Susan smiled at me as though she was proud of me and I felt
warm all over. "This is definitely a MAN'S job," I bragged
hoping to further inspire her admiration. "I'm glad your
sister asked ME to help you."

"Me too!" she said musically. 

I followed her outside and carefully worked my way around
the two large bushes that lined the small sidewalk that led
to the outside patio. I no sooner rounded the corner when I
heard laughter- LOTS of laughter. I looked up and to my
horror there were five girls all gawking at me. I recognized
them all from my school.

"We're having a picnic," Susan explained coyly. "Just put
the table over there, will you?" She pointed to a spot
directly in front of where the girls were gathered. The
girls seemed giddy with excitement. "Why its Johnny Taylor,"
one girl exclaimed as another added mockingly, "Yeah, he's
looking rather PALE today. I wonder if he's feeling okay." 

"Maybe he needs some more sun . . . like an ALL-OVER tan!"
yet another chimed in.

I blushed horribly as I put the table down trying to use it
to shield my bare privates as much as possible. The girls
gathered around closely however thus thwarting my strategy.
Mostly they just laughed . . . and laughed. Carrie then
remarked, "Gee, you go to school with someone for years and
you think you know them and then suddenly BAM! He shows up
naked and you realize he's not the guy you thought he was!"
All the girls laughed at the hidden meaning in her remark.

"Hi Johnnnnnnney," Kim then sang out musically as she ran
her hand along my shoulder all the while gazing at my
crotch. "Are you going to stay for our picnic, hmmm?"

It was just awful. I was about to lash out and say something
stupid but just then I spotted Amy returning from the house
and thought I had better stick to my story. I did my best to
ignore them all and began setting up the table. I unfolded
each table leg and locked it into place. "Is this okay right
here?" I asked Susan.

"That's just fine," Susan said smiling. "It sure is nice to
have a STRONG man around the house."

Carrie made an exaggerated attempt to look around the yard
and cried out, "STRONG MAN, WHERE?" 

Amy finally approached and said, "Okay, that's enough
girls." 

"Awwwwwwwwwwww . . ." came the collective sigh of
disappointment.

"Here's the recipe you wanted," Amy said as she glanced down
at my penis. Seeing it was still small added, "I see you
were indeed telling the truth about being comfortable with
your body. I'm glad. Otherwise I would have had to do
something drastic."

"You mean like paddle his ass?" Carrie asked giggling.

Amy smirked but ignored the comment. "Tell Staci I said
hello will you? You had best run along home now."

"He's not staying for the picnic?" Kim asked obviously
saddened that her fun was coming to a premature end.

"Thank you very much," I replied taking the recipe from
Amy's hand. I tried my best not to grimace as I bid the
girls a forced "cheerful" farewell and scurried on,
carefully making my way back towards my house. I was well
down the tree-lined sidewalk before I could no longer hear
the uproarious laughter from the girls. I could only imagine
what they were saying about me. Things were getting waaaay
out of hand! I had to think of a way out of this before my
life was completely ruined.

Upon re-entering my house Staci called out, "Did you get the
recipe I asked for?"

"Got it right here," I said as I handed it to her.

Her mouth had an upturned grin as she musically asked, "have
any trouble?"

"Nope. Amy just handed it to me and I came home."

"Oh," Staci remarked somewhat surprised. I guess she had
been expecting me to tell her some humiliating tale in which
she could in turn relish re-telling to all her friends. I
wasn't about to indulge her so I lied.

As she fixed our supper I plopped my naked self casually on
the couch and watched TV. I was now more determined than
ever not to let on how awful this was for me. I held Staci
totally to blame for my current situation – for sending me
to Amy's and for embarrassing me in front of all the girls
in my class. She may not have known what was awaiting me at
Amy's but it was definitely HER idea to send me there. That
stuck-up snob wasn't going to get the best of me. All I had
to do was get through this night and then after my mom got
home I'd return to being the conservatively dressed boy I
had been before all this started. This nudity thing isn't as
cracked up as I thought it would be. 

I was on my best behavior the remainder of the evening and
when my mom got home she was a bit surprised to discover I
was still up and still without clothes. Though she didn't
say anything about it, judging from the expression on her
face, I was sure she had figured I would have scurried
upstairs to put something on the moment she had left earlier
in the evening to avoid exposing myself further to Staci. It
was almost as if she was testing me. I wasn't going to rock
the boat by saying anything as to why I was still naked and
mercifully Staci didn't either. I excused myself to go to
bed somehow relieved that I had dodged a bullet.

"FINALLY", I thought to myself as I lay in bed now fully
clothed in my usual pajamas, "things can get back to
normal." I didn't care a flip about what Staci had demanded
earlier. I was not going to be intimidated.

The next morning my mom raised an eyebrow as she saw I was
wearing clothes for breakfast. I could tell she was a bit
confused by the way she cocked her head to once side and
stared at me. "Morning mom," I said cheerfully ignoring the
obvious concern over my sudden interest in clothes and I
poured some cereal from the box on the table into a bowl.
Not much was said that morning and I was glad. I was afraid
she might have thought the reason I was clothed might have
been because of some horrid event the night before and I
prayed she wasn't going to ask me about it. She didn't
though. I would have hated to try to explain why I was
dressed. I stayed dressed too for the rest of the day
playing by myself in the yard or watching TV. 

Though it was awkward I had managed to make it through the
day WITHOUT being naked - like any "normal" boy. It felt
good in an odd sort of way. Hopefully things were finally
getting back to normal and I wouldn't have to deal with my
stupid little experiment with exposing myself any more. 

That night I was getting my bath, to my horror, my mom
walked in with my aunt. I was still in the tub dripping wet
and quite naked. "Guess who's here?" my mom said excitedly.
"Your Aunt Carol came by for a short visit on her way to
California."

"MOM" I protested as I covered myself with my hands!
"Couldn't you have waited until I was through with my bath?"
I could see by the expression on her face that that was the
wrong thing to say so I hastened to add, "I mean I'm still
dirty from playing outside."

"Oh fiddle," my Aunt said. "Stand up and let me get a good
look at you. Why it's been five long years since I seen
you!"

Nervously I stood up before them and let my Aunt check me
out. "MY, have you GROWN since I was last out here." Then
turning back towards my mom she added in a half-whisper,
"He's turning out to be a handsome young man, isn't he?" I
thought I detected a slight blush in my mom's cheeks upon
hearing her comment which embarrassed ME more than it did
her! Unbelievably they both stood there yakking as I sat
down to finish washing myself. I kept hoping they would
leave but they didn't. Every once in a while my Aunt would
interrupt her conversation and ask me a question or two
about school or if I had seen a certain program on TV.
Finally when I could stall no longer I stood up, stepped out
of the tub and reached for a towel hoping to end all this
nonsense.

"Here let me do that," my Aunt said and quickly grabbed the
towel out of my hand and began wiping me down. I felt like I
was a little kid again. It wasn't so bad when she dried my
hair or my back but the necessary touching of my privates
sent chills up my spine. A girl was touching me! Even though
it was my mom's older sister – a girl was touching me!! You
can imagine what effect it had on me and my penis began to
stiffen.

I tried my best to make it go down but the more she rubbed
the worse it got. If my mom saw me in this condition I just
knew I would be a dead man – just like Susan had warned.
Before long I was fully erect. At least I was still covered
by the towel. I was sure my Aunt could tell beneath the
course fabric what my situation was and any minute she'd say
something but she didn't. She then worked the towel on my
upper thighs. When she finally pulled the towel down to dry
my knees and calf areas my erection was completely exposed.
Of course being right there my Aunt was the first to notice.
As she casually looked up and spotted my aroused state she
just said in a playful tone, "Oops!" 

I wanted to die!!!

My mom looked at me sternly and was about to say something
but her sister cut her short, "At least we know he's a
normal boy, don't we? There's no doubt his plumbing works,
is there?"

My mom scowled fiercely at me and then gave a cursory laugh
and joined her sister in making light of the situation.
Perhaps it was because she didn't know what else to do or
perhaps it was because she was so ashamed of me that she
didn't want to upset her sister's visit by pointing out my
obscene behavior. Either way I was glad. The worst part
though was when my Aunt finished and hung the towel on the
rack, I was still erect!   

Aunt Carol gave me a knowing smile, grabbed my hand and said
enthusiastically, "Come on Johnny, I have something for you!
I can't wait for you to see it."

I was so taken by surprise at being dragged forward that I
actually stumbled a bit as I followed her, still naked, out
the bathroom door and down the hall. "I'm sure you're just
going to LOVE the present I brought you!" She said as we
made our way down the stairs. I felt so stupid with my
engorged penis pointing right at her back and was especially
unnerved by the fact that my mom was following right behind
me – my bare behind providing such a tempting target if she
ever reached the end of her patience!
 
By the time we reached the front room the head of my penis
was covered with a small bubble of clear-fluid which then
began slowly dribbling down my shaft.    

My Aunt let go of my hand and picked up a bag and reached
inside. "Check THIS out," she said as she presented me with
a Polaroid camera. 

As I stood there looking it over I heard her say, "Gee sis,
I think he really LIKES my present!" She then nodded towards
my still erect member causing me to turn bright red with
embarrassment. 

My mom yanked the camera out of my hands and then did
something I was totally unprepared for. She pointed it at
me. "Do you know how to use one of these, son? You just push
this little button  . . ." then a flash went off and I heard
the sound of a motor running, "and viola! A picture comes
out!" she said with glee. 
  
To my horror I saw my naked and oh so incriminating erection
developing right before my eyes. Both women laughed
heartily. "Why don't you keep this?" My mom suggested to my
Aunt. "I'm sure Johnny's niece would get a kick out of it!
She hasn't seen him a while either." It was as if she was
trying to humiliate me on purpose – perhaps in retaliation
for embarrassing her by sporting an erection in front of her
sister.

I lowered my head towards the floor.

"Take one of Johnny and me, will you sis?" My Aunt suggested
excitedly.

My aunt then came over next to me and put her arm around my
waist. "SMILE" she instructed me as my mom lifted up the
camera to frame the shot. As she did so I felt my Aunt's
hand sliding lower on my back eventually resting on my bare
backside. She then playfully squeezed my left butt cheek! At
that very moment, I lost control and shot a stream of white
goo in the air just as my mom snapped the picture!

"JONATHAN ANDREW TAYLOR!!" my mom yelled as she saw what had
happened. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!!!" She was soooooo angry.
There was a fire in her eyes that I had never seen before
and I began to get scared to death.

"Oh take it easy, sis," my Aunt said trying to stifle a
giggle. "It's probably all my fault. I should have let him
get dressed first. I was just so anxious for him to see my
present is all. After all he's just a boy! You know how boys
are."

"Jonathan," she yelled biting her lip trying to keep her
anger in check, "You get your ass up to your room and put
your nose in the corner until I can deal with you later. And
you had BETTER not move until I get there either,
understand?"

My penis was now shriveled up to its normal self. My heart
was racing away, in part because of what had just happened
and it part because of the intense fear of what my mom was
going to do. "Yes ma'am," I replied meekly and slowly made
my way back upstairs.

Once in my room all I could hear were the muffled voices of
the two women interrupted occasionally by intense laughter.
Were they laughing at me? Were they making fun of my body? I
couldn't help it. It wasn't my fault!! I didn't ask for her
to barge in during my bath. I certainly didn't ask for my
Aunt to pinch my butt! Still, all I could do was replay the
whole sordid scene over and over in my mind. Despite the
humiliation and intense fear of my certain punishment, I had
to admit, in an odd sort of way, that I LIKED IT!

It was several hours before my mom came up to check on me.
My legs were tired of standing in the corner for so long. My
heart began to pound once again as I realized that this was
it. 

I heard my mom sit on my bed as I still kept my nose in the
corner. She sat there silently for a long time which did
nothing but totally reek havoc with my nerves. 

"Johnny," she said calmly, "You can turn around now." I
slowly did as she asked. Mercifully my penis was in its
normal state. And it was a good thing too as that was the
first place she looked after I turned around – directly at
my privates.

"Johnny – what the hell do you think you were doing? That
was the most DISGUSTING, PERVERTED and utterly INSULTING
thing I have EVER witnessed in my whole life - my own son
doing something like that in front of his Aunt and his own
MOTHER!!"

"I . . . I . . ."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't cut that thing off
right now!"

My eyes widened! She couldn't be serious!!! Man I was in
deep doo-doo THIS time.

  
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