They Do Things Differently – Part One (Exh, Humil, mmfffFF)
BY: HOOKED6
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They Do Things Differently – Part One
BY: Hooked6

It was early June. Miss Jane Templeton had recently gone
through a very messy divorce which left her emotionally
drained and financially strapped. She took the advice of
several dear friends and decided to move far away from the
big city and the reminders of her Ex to a more rural and
wholesome environment to raise her two children, Timmy age 6
and Billy almost 14. 

Her confidence level and self-esteem was at an all time low.
It was important to her to prove to herself and others that
she could do this; that is to be a success without the help
of a man. Before, Jane had depended upon her former husband
for everything. Her image in the community was paramount to
her and now she felt a failure. She had to start over and
redefine who she was and gain acceptance into a new
community by herself. She was petrified at failure and
worried excessively about what others were thinking about
her, but somehow deep inside she was determined to make it.

Through pure luck she found a small house in a remote
farming community in the South. The owner was sympathetic to
her troubles and was willing to work with her on the rent
until she established herself. There weren't many immediate
neighbors, but the area had a safe and wholesome feel to it. 

"Mom, I think I'm going to like it here," Billy said trying
to sound optimistic. "Yeah, me too!" little Timmy echoed. 

"Thank you both and I'm very glad that you are exited about
this place. Just remember, we aren't living in the suburbs
anymore. This is a farming community and they do things
differently here. We will have to be on our BEST behavior
and try not to offend anyone if we see different customs
than we are used to."

"What do you mean, mom?" Billy asked.

"Well, people may talk funny – you know say things
differently than we do. They may have their own ways of
having fun . . . stuff like that. Just because they do
things differently doesn't make them wrong or ignorant. "
Miss Templeton explained.

"Oh," Little Timmy replied.

"So don't make fun of them," she cautioned. "Instead just go
along and try to blend in. This is a small town and we don't
want to alienate anyone. We need all the friends we can get,
understand?"

"Yes mom," they both replied.

After several days of playing by themselves while their mom
continued unpacking the boys were getting bored. It was
summer after all and they had hardly seen anything of their
new area. Miss Templeton saw her boys needed a break so she
made an announcement early one morning, "Boys, after lunch
we'll take a walk and meet our neighbors up the road. I saw
some kids playing there when I first rented this place."

"GREAT!" Billy said excitedly. "Finally I get to meet
someone to play with!"

When lunch was finished Miss Templeton took pains to clean
up her children in order to make a good first impression.
"Timmy, put on a clean shirt, and Billy comb your hair.
Don't want our neighbors to think we are a bunch of slobs do
we?"

The three of them started out along the small dirt road that
would eventually reach the paved road that led to the heart
of the small town. Along this half mile dirt road were open
fenced pastures surrounded by wooded areas scattered here
and there in the distance. Their nearest neighbor's house
belonged to the Miller's located about 500 yards up the dirt
road in the same direction as the paved road. As they
approached the home they saw some kids playing - both
appeared about Billy's age. Suddenly from behind a tree a
small naked boy who looked about 7 years old ran out. He was
laughing and screaming as the older kids chased him and then
disappeared behind the house.

The two older children stopped playing when they saw
strangers approaching.

"Mom, that boy was NAKED!" Billy exclaimed.

"I saw dear," his mother answered. "Just remember what I
told you and mind your manners."

"Yes ma'am," they both answered together.

As they approached the Miller's residence Mrs. Templeton
introduced herself. "Hi boys, we are your new neighbors up
the road. I'm Jane Templeton and these are my sons Billy, my
oldest and Timmy, the youngest."

"Hi," the Miller boys replied somewhat hesitantly. "I'm Paul
and this is my twin brother Sam."

Billy wasn't shy at all. He was eager to find out why that
boy was running around without clothes on. "Why was that kid
naked?" he asked rather curtly.

"BILLY!" his mother admonished her son. "It's not polite to
pry."

"Oh that's OK," Paul said politely. "That was just Carl, a
friend of ours. We were playing hide and seek."

"Yeah, but why was he NAKED?" Billy asked again unsatisfied
with the answer. 

Paul shrugged his shoulders as if he was puzzled by the
question and said, "Because he's a kid. All little boys
don't wear clothes in the summer around here. Don't they do
that where you come from?" he asked.
Sam gave his brother a puzzled look but kept silent.

Miss Templeton was surprised by his answer but was keen not
to offend. "Well, as a matter of fact that's a new custom to
me, NOT that there's anything wrong with it you understand.
I've just never heard of that before."

Paul quickly responded, "Well I'll be. I thought EVERYBODY
knew that! Gosh, if my mom had to do all that extra laundry
on account of us playing outside all day she'd go crazy.
It's just easier this way." Mrs. Templeton gave a smile of
understanding. She knew all too well how filthy her own sons
got just horsing around. 

"And it's cooler too!" Sam added quickly picking up on his
brother's thought.

Not buying any of this, Billy protested, "If that's true how
come YOU guys are wearing clothes, huh? Answer me that!"

"Well, we are older. When boys get to be 15 they can wear
clothes during the summer, you know because . . . well, we
are older, more responsible. Any boy under 15 just goes
without." Paul said trying to explain and then added, "I
can't believe you've never heard of that before? You can
sure tell ya'll ain't from around here, that's for sure."
Paul shook his head in exaggerated disbelief.

Miss Templeton wanting desperately to fit in said, "Oh I
think it's a marvelous idea. I don't see anything wrong with
that. I'm sure there are lots of things that are new to us,
but we catch on quickly. Anyway, I thought maybe my boys
could play with you today.

Paul hesitated a bit as if he was thinking and then
answered, "Gosh I don't know. I mean ya'll are strangers.
We'd feel out of place sort of. Let us get used to the idea.
Maybe tomorrow would be better."

Miss Templeton was taken aback a bit by the fact that they
felt uncomfortable with her family, but understood their
caution. She had heard stories of people in small towns
taking a while to warm up to newcomers. "I understand.
Tomorrow will be fine. Perhaps we'll drop by after breakfast
for a short time to ease into things. I'd like to meet your
mother too. Perhaps you could tell her I stopped by today.
It was nice meeting you," Miss Templeton said and turned to
head home with her sons.

Later after the Templeton's were well out of range Sam asked
his brother, "What was THAT all about? YOU know the only
reason Carl was naked is because we stripped him because we
were bored and thought it would be fun. Why'd you tell that
lady that story about boys around here being naked in the
summer?"

Paul laughed, "Because, you dummy, I was thinking that we
could have some fun with this. Did you see how their old
lady bought into it? Think of the fun we could have with TWO
boys that thought they HAD to be naked all the time!" 

"Yeah, but you implied we were 15! You know we're only 13.
And what's going to happen when that lady meets our mom and
she finds out what we told her. We're going to be in trouble
for sure!" Sam said.

"Relax will you?" Paul reassured his brother. "First of all
we're bigger than that kid so he's bound to think we're
older. Secondly, I have a plan for how to square things with
mom. You just go along with what I say, OK?"

"It does sound like fun. OK I'll play along." Sam said
excitedly.

When Mrs. Miller returned from her afternoon job her boys
could hardly wait to tell her about their new neighbors.
"MOM, guess what? We have NEW neighbors - a Lady and her two
boys!" Sam blurted out.

"I had heard someone rented the old Thompson place. Are they
nice?" Mrs. Miller asked.

"Well . . ." Paul said hesitantly. "They're nice I guess,
but . . ."

"But what?" Mrs. Miller asked.

"They're just different."  Paul answered.

"OH? Different in what way?" his mother inquired as she was
getting ready to start Supper.

"The boys seem really nice but . . . she . . .  that is
their mom . . . she keeps them NAKED during the summer! She
says it's cooler for her boys and she doesn't have time to
do all that laundry and work too." Hearing Paul's
explanation brought a chuckle from Mrs. Miller. 

"I'll have to agree with her there," she replied. "I could
do laundry as a second full time job with you two during the
summer. Honestly though, that's just plain crazy. The very
idea of naked boys running around . . . how old are these
boys of hers anyway?" Mrs. Miller asked with concern in her
voice.

Paul was beginning to worry that his plan was going to fall
apart. He had to think in a hurry. "Oh they're young. I'd
say 5 and maybe 10."

"Well . . . that's probably understandable at that age. For
a minute I was worried that they were older."  A small smile
came over her face as she imagined the thought of older boys
in that situation. Mrs. Miller then continued to prepare her
food for a few minutes as the boys just watched silently. 

"But still, keeping them NAKED! Why the very idea!" she said
breaking the silence.

"Aw mom . . . they seemed real nice and Sam and I could use
somebody to play with. There from out of town and they just
do things differently where they come from. I just hate it
when people think we are just a bunch of uneducated hicks
because we aren't sophisticated like they are. I know you
don't like it either when people look down their noses at
us, do you mom?"

"No I guess not." Mrs. Miller said with a sigh. "I suppose
we should be tolerant of different customs. Still I'd like
to meet this lady though."

"You'll get the chance tomorrow," Sam chimed in.

"Oh?" Mrs. Miller asked.

Paul explained, "Yeah, the lady, I mean Miss Templeton, said
she'd like to stop by for a brief visit tomorrow after
breakfast if that was OK with you. I sure hope you'll like
her so we can be friends with her boys."

"Well, we can always use good friends," Mrs. Miller said
seizing an opportunity to reinforce a positive point. "I
just hope I don't say anything to offend her. Goodness knows
we don't get many 'move-ins' around here so I can't blow
this opportunity. It would be nice to have someone to look
out for you two while I'm at work or help in case something
goes wrong."


The next morning Billy and Timmy were up early and Miss
Templeton fixed them a good breakfast. While they were at
table and there was a lull in the conversation she said,
"Boys, I've been thinking. Maybe it's not such a bad idea
going without clothes during the summer – at least during
the week while you are out playing all the time. Timmy, you
know how filthy you get. Why you could just walk outside and
in five minutes you'd have more dirt on you than a pig
wallowing in the mud."

Billy laughed out loud and chimed in, "Yeah, she's got you
there. I think maybe she's on to something."

"I'm glad to hear you say that, Billy because I've decided
that it's important that we blend in and not offend anyone
by failing to adhere to local custom." Miss Templeton
explained. "So I've decided to give this idea a try for a
few weeks and see how it goes."

Billy snorted out loud and teased, "Timmy's going to be
naked! Timmy's going to be naked!"
 
"Oh not just Timmy, this applies to you too, Billy." His
mother explained.

"BUT MOM!" Billy protested. "I'm thirteen years old! I'll be
fourteen in a couple of months for Pete's sakes."

"I know dear, but you heard them yesterday. Boys here
usually go without clothes until they're FIFTEEN, which
makes sense as most boys have completed puberty by then. So,
there will be no more talk about it. I've made up my mind
and after breakfast we'll give this a try." His mother said.

"What's puberty mean?" little Timmy asked innocently.

"It means when you get hair down there you dork," Billy
snapped.

"It MEANS . . ." his mother said patiently, "It's when you
are all grown up."

"But I AM all grown up!" Billy again argued.

"I guess we'll all soon see if that's true, won't we?" his
mother replied as Billy blushed. "Now finish your breakfast.
I want to get over to meet Mrs. Miller before it gets too
late."

Billy began to get VERY nervous. He knew that he didn't have
pubic hair. In fact he hardly had ANY hair ANYWHERE – not on
his chest or even under his arms. Then a worse thought
struck home. He realized that in a few minutes his mother
was going to see him naked and discover for herself just how
far away from "all grown up" Billy really was. He was so
embarrassed. It had been several years since his mother had
seen him naked and since that time there really hadn't been
much change!

When breakfast was through little Timmy simply took off his
clothes and handed them to his mother. Timmy didn't have a
problem with this new rule. In fact, he liked it. It WAS
cooler and in no time at all he was outside running around
without a care in the world. He was used to grown-ups caring
for him and modesty wasn't all that big a deal.

His brother however was petrified. "Mom, I'm too big to run
around naked. Sure it's OK for the little twerp out there
but to make me do this doesn't make sense. Please can't I
keep my clothes?" Billy pleaded.

"No Billy. I've already explained to you how important it is
for us to fit in here. I've made a lot of sacrifices just to
get us out here and I'm not going to have you ruin
everything just because you are too pig-headed to know
what's good for the whole family. Now get those clothes
off."

"But I haven't finished my breakfast yet," Billy said hoping
to delay the inevitable and buy him some more time so he
could wiggle out of participating.

"You're just dawdling. Get a move on mister," his mother
said as she picked up his plate and put it in the sink.

"NO!" Billy snapped back. "I'm NOT going to do it!"

His mother quickly turned around surprised at his defiance
replied angrily, "OH YES YOU ARE!" She then grabbed his arm
and pulled him out of his chair and stood him upright.
Pointing her finger at him menacingly she said, "Get to it
young man."

"NO!" Billy persisted.

"I've had enough of this backtalk." His mother said. "You've
just proved to me that you aren't as grown up as you think
you are. If you want to act like a child you'll be treated
as a child." She then pulled him over her lap and began
spanking his butt in earnest! Billy was so taken aback by
the indignity of it all he hardly noticed the painful whacks
his mother was delivering until his behind began to burn!

"OW!" STOP!!!" he shouted. "PLEASE . . ." he then began to
cry.

"I will not tolerate backtalk or disobedience. When I tell
you to do something I expect you to do it!" She said
emphatically between blows.
"You may think you can get away with anything since your
father left us but you've got another thing coming if that's
the case . . ." she then increased the force of her swats
until Billy was whaling away. Thoughts of her ex-husband
filled her mind causing her to channel her anger at that man
to serious energy applied to her son's butt! She finally
pulled him off her lap and stood him in the corner. She
needed to calm down and she knew it. She felt a little
guilty taking out her anger at her ex on Billy. She busied
herself cleaning the kitchen in silence.

All Billy knew was that his mother was obviously very
serious about this little experiment. And that he had better
get used to the idea.
A half-hour passed and Billy had regained his composure. His
mother finally came back into the kitchen and said in a
polite voice, "I'm sorry I had to do that, Billy, but you
gave me no choice. You may come out of that corner now."

Billy, suitably chastened, slowly turned around and without
waiting for any instruction from his mother began taking his
clothes off starting with his shirt. This surprised her
somewhat as she had had a change of heart and decided to
give Billy a reprieve from her demands. She was pleased
however to see Billy accepting her authority and decided to
let him continue without saying a word. Billy took off his
shirt first then his shoes and socks. He then proceeded to
remove his shorts and placed the discarded clothing in a
neat little pile. He knew what he had to do, what was
expected of him but was still very embarrassed by the
thought that soon he would be completely naked before his
mother. Without further delay he reached inside the waste
band of his tightie-whities and pulled them down to his
ankles and then completely off. He then just stood there . .
. waiting.

His mother looked at him. She looked at him for quite a
while taking it all in. Having grown up in a family of all
girls, she hadn't been quite sure of what to expect. She
really didn't know at what age boys really began to mature.
After seeing his youthful and hairless form with a still
small and somewhat under-developed penis compared to his
father's, she decided that, despite his age, indeed he
wasn't too old to join his brother after all and was glad
she hadn't interfered. "Billy," She said encouragingly, "You
look fine. I don't think you're too old. In fact I'm sure
you'll fit right in and have a great time. Now let's get
going and meet Mrs. Miller and whatever you do, you had best
act like this is normal do you hear? Don't be covering
yourself as if you're ashamed. We are trying to show them
that we aren't all that different, that we fit in,
understand?"

"Yes ma'am," Billy said obediently as he quickly pulled his
hands away from his privates and let them hang by his sides.

With that they both went outside. Billy felt the air against
his bare skin and a tingle shot up his spine. He was
painfully aware that he was naked in a place where he
normally should be wearing clothes! It was a funny feeling
that he had never felt before. He became acutely aware of
his body. Though he was almost 14 and in his mind almost
grown up he was forced to realize that maybe he was just a
little boy. What else would people think when they saw his
hairless privates? Other boys at his old school already had
hair down there and some bragged about shaving though he
figured they were just making that part up. When they saw
his body he knew that the Miller boys might make fun of him
and he could handle that – they were just boys after all.
But the thought of Mrs. Miller, a stranger and another WOMAN
seeing him naked – with his secret exposed in plain sight
for her to see gave him goose bumps! What would she be
thinking?



At the Miller household Sam was the first to notice them
approaching in the distance and was surprised to see the
boys naked! "THEY'RE COMING!" he shouted as he ran into the
house. He mother looked out the kitchen window and she too
was surprised to see this woman with two naked boys in tow.
"I guess Paul was telling the truth yesterday about that
woman's strange customs. They really must do things
differently where she comes from," she said quietly to
herself. "Oh well, I guess we can tolerate a little change
now and then." She then quickly headed for the bathroom to
fix her hair before her guests arrived.

Paul joined his brother in the kitchen as he stared out the
window. Sam giggled and whispered excitedly, "They're both
naked! How'd you know they'd come over without clothes?"

"I didn't really," he answered, "I was just hoping they
would. This is going to be such fun!!!" He said thinking of
the possibilities. He had lain awake for most of the night
planning what he was going to do if the DID come over in the
nude. And now he was actually going to get the chance to put
his plans into action! This was an opportunity of a
lifetime!

"Sam, you had better not screw this up! Act like everybody
does this and that it's no big deal – especially in front of
their mother. Just follow my lead." Paul cautioned his
brother.

"I'll be careful," Sam replied. "You do all the talking like
yesterday."

Mrs. Miller rejoined her boys in the kitchen. "Now you two
had better be on your best behavior. Don't you DARE laugh or
say anything to make fun of them or make them feel
uncomfortable – even if they ARE naked. Can you do that for
me please? I don't want to offend this lady. They are our
neighbors after all."

"Mom . . ." Paul said as if he was put out by her lack of
confidence in them, "They're just boys! It's no big deal
that they're naked. It's not like they are girls or
something. We'll have fun playing together, you'll see."

"Well, I guess I'm worrying for nothing. I know you'll do
fine." Mrs. Miller said. "It's me I'm worrying about. I do
hope this lady isn't some kind of nutcase or something."


All too soon there was a knock on the front door. Paul ran
to open it followed quickly by his mother. "Mrs. Miller? Hi
I'm Jane Templeton your new neighbor down the street."

"It's so nice to finally meet you," Mrs. Miller said
politely.

"And these are my boys, Timmy the youngest and Billy here is
my oldest."

Mrs. Miller had been politely trying to avoid looking at the
two nude boys but realized she now had to. Trying her best
not to let on how awkward she felt she looked down first at
the youngest. Timmy was already gleefully extending his
hand. "Hi! I'm Timmy." He said innocently. "Gee . . . you're
PRETTY!" he added sweetly, making Mrs. Miller blush a bit.

"Why thank you," she replied as she shook his hand. "My, how
polite you are." Then she looked over at Billy. At first
glance she thought he was about the age of her sons and was
surprised that he too wasn't wearing clothes. She recalled
that Paul had said he thought the oldest boy was only ten.
Then she saw that he hadn't yet developed pubic hair down
below and figured that maybe he was just a big ten-year old
rather than a small 13 year-old. She tried hard to stifle a
smirk at seeing his manhood blatantly displayed before her.
Despite his youthful appearance he did have a 'good looking
package' as they used to say when she was growing up. 

"Hello Billy. You are such a handsome fellow. In a few years
I'll bet you'll have to beat the girls off with a stick!"
Mrs. Miller said trying to compliment the lad and make a
good first impression. Instead her words made Billy feel all
the more embarrassed.

Mrs. Miller invited her guests inside. 

"We can't stay long," Miss Templeton remarked remembering
how wary the Miller boys seemed at entertaining strangers
the day before. "I just wanted to stop by and introduce
ourselves.

The two ladies talked about a myriad of things both
carefully avoiding any mention of the strange custom of
keeping boys nude during the summers. Neither one wanted to
place the other in an awkward position.
Mrs. Miller found herself smiling as she frequently looked
at Billy. For a boy supposedly so young he sure looked older
. . . except for that one small detail indicating that he
hadn't yet passed into adolescence. She had to suppress
those erotic thoughts of how nice it would be to see more of
him as he grew up.

As for Billy, the fact that Mrs. Miller was so pretty had a
strange effect on the stirrings in his privates. He tried
with all his might not to embarrass himself by popping a
boner. That would be disastrous!

As they chatted away, Mrs. Miller was impressed at how
polite and sincerely respectful the Templeton boys were and
how nice their mother was. She felt they were genuinely good
people and all her original misgivings, aside from that
strange custom she had towards her boys, seemed to melt
away. Mrs. Miller felt the Templeton boys would be a good
influence on her own sons and began to feel good about her
neighbors. The two women also discovered that they had
something in common: they were both divorced and raising two
boys on their own. That fact alone cemented the bond between
them.

"Paul, why don't you show your new friends around the farm
while we finish chatting," Mrs. Miller asked.

"Great idea, mom." He said. "Come guys I'll show you
around." The four boys left to go outside leaving the women
to continue their visit.

Paul and Sam did their very best to make the Templeton kids
feel comfortable despite their nudity. Paul wanted to be
sure that Billy and Timmy wanted to come back the next day –
when Paul had other plans especially for the older boy,
Billy. He certainly wasn't going to feel so at ease then!

  
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