Chaperoning the Weeblos Chapter 1
  By Sir Cum Sizemore
  
  copyright 2007 by Sir Cum Sizemore, all rights reserved 
  
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  Chapter 1
  
  "Sam, Jenny and I want to go on the camping trip with
  you and the boys this year."  Amanda Carson announced
  as she poured a cup of coffee for her husband.
  
  "Mandy, you know the boys aren't going to want to have
  two of the fairer sex along on their trip.  I mean it's
  always the eight boys, maybe another Dad, to help
  supervise if I'm lucky, and I on those trips. It's a
  guy thing."  Sam was pleading his case.  "Those boys
  will feel intruded upon with females on the trip."
  
  "Oh Sam, Jenny's thirteen and she and I can help
  supervise a group of little boys.  What's there to it?"
  
  "You know as well as I do, those boys like running
  around naked or nearly so, they swim naked and often
  just whip it out and urinate wherever they are.  With
  you two along, they won't feel like being so free. 
  Besides, when they need it, we take a belt to their
  asses to keep them straight.  I mean we're tough on
  them.  We have to be. It gets pretty dangerous out
  thereCtoo many places to get hurt."
  
  "Well, its mid Fall, they won't want to be naked in the
  cold.  So, really the argument is moot."
  
  "I don't care if it gets cold.  Shit, I don't care if
  it snows.  They will be nude during our stay.  They'll
  just wear warm coats but below the waist it'll all be
  hanging out."
  
  "Now Sam, that sounds like you require them to be
  naked.  I thought it was just if they wanted to."
  
  "No, when it's cold we make them stay naked.  Makes men
  out of 'em!" Sam winked at his wife with a smirk on his
  face.
  
  "Even so, Jenny and I have both seen Kevin naked.  As
  recently as last night I walked in on him in the
  bathtub and stayed to dry him off.  He didn't seem too
  put out by it."
  
  "Mandy nine year old boys don't have a whole lot to
  hide from their mothers.  But you aren't the mother to
  the rest of the nine to twelve year olds who will be
  out there?  Besides, Jenny didn't dry Kevin off, now,
  did she?"
  
  "No but she came in and talked to me while I did.  His
  penis and sack were pretty much open to her inspection
  as we talked.  Granted, he didn't like it at first and
  tried to cover up with his hands, but I pushed them out
  of the way.  Little boys shouldn't be so modest.  They
  have interesting body parts."  She playfully punched
  her husband in the shoulder.   "Besides, we're curious
  about what you guys do when you go on those week long
  camping trips."
  
  "Well, I don't want to cramp their style.  Like I said
  we have loose rules about nudity and we do a lot of
  'guy talk'."
  
  "What in the hell is 'guy talk'?"
  
  "Oh you know, words you might find offensive.  The boys
  tease about girls and that might make Jenny
  uncomfortable.  They play grab ass and stuff like
  that."
  
  "Grab ass?"
  
  "Yeah, they grab each others boy parts and slap each
  other on the ass.  Sometimes they snap each other with
  towels.  Things girls might make value judgments about. 
  You just think you understand boys.  In fact, you have
  the agenda to make them more like girls because you
  don't understand the male behavior."
  
  "Sam, as long as I live, I'll be the first to admit I
  don't understand the male behavior."
  
  "Like what would you do if you found Kevin and Joey
  playing with each others penises or exploring each
  others anuses?  You'd go right off the deep end.  If we
  caught that on the trip we'd just say something like,
  'Don't hurt each other' and go on about life."
  
  "You mean you'd let them do that?"
  
  "Yeah, why not?  Usually, it isn't a sexual thing, it's
  a curiosity thing.  See that's what I mean."
  
  "Actually, we girls might get 'hot' watching two boys
  excite each other.  Kind of like you guys drool over
  the thoughts of watching lesbian sex."
  
  "Nah, you girls don't have the same sex drives we do. 
  I doubt you could take watching two little boys play
  with each other.  Jenny might get off on it, but you
  sure wouldn't."
  
  "I'd let Kevin be involved in that kind of thing, if I
  thought it wouldn't screw him up.  In fact I might just
  make him run naked around the house this weekend and
  invite Joey over.  We could see what happened."
  
  "No, that's the point.  Kevin wouldn't want to run
  naked at home.  He doesn't want to be exposed in front
  of girls."
  
  "He wouldn't mind being naked in front of me."
  
  "He might not say so, but being naked for the weekend
  isn't the same as letting you dry him off after his
  bath."
  
  "Oh come on Sam, let us go with you."
  
  "You guys can do girl stuff while we're gone.  I think
  that would be more fun for you."
  
  "I'll tell you what.  If you can't persuade another Dad
  to go to help chaperone, we get to go to help you. 
  How's that?"
  
  "I'm telling you, you'd wreck the whole ambiance of the
  week."
  
  "Ambience?  What the hell do you mean by ambience with
  a bunch of nude little boys?  We can make the boys run
  around naked.  I'll bet they'd get used to us within a
  day or two."
  
  "Yeah, like that'd work."
  "Won't know unless we try."
  
  "Mandy, Jenny would get bored.  She doesn't want to
  spend a week with a group of little boys.  She needs
  the company of twelve and thirteen year old girls.  She
  doesn't need a group of nine to twelve year old Cub
  Scouts.  Just quit."
  
  "We'll let her bring a friend."
  
  "Mandy, I don't think this is a good idea.  You'll just
  rain on the boys' parade."
  
  "If you can't get another father, then we get to come. 
  Fair, enough?"
  
  "Okay, but if you come, the boys rules are what you
  have to live with.  You can't put the skids on what
  they usually do.  You might find yourself having to
  wear one of them out if they break the rules, but
  remember if they want to run around naked, they can."
  
  "Oh, I'd love for them to run around naked.  And, I'll
  talk to Jenny about letting them play with each other
  if she sees it."
  
  "She won't.  They won't run naked with you girls there. 
  Just wanted to warn you about behavior you might not
  like.  You don't get to make the rules with the boys. 
  Understand?"
  
  "Oh, thanks Sam.  We'll be good I promise.  Hey, what
  do you mean they won't run naked if we're there? 
  Didn't you just tell me you make them run naked?"
  
  "Yeah I did, but that might have to change.  I only
  hope one of the other fathers can come along.  That'd
  sure solve a whole lot of problems."
  
  "Just out of curiosity, do they swim in that cold
  stream on cold days?  I mean they'll freeze."
  
  "Yes, they swim in the cold stream on cold days too. 
  They're boys.  They'll swim whenever they've got the
  chance.  That is unless there are girls watching them
  when they strip."  Sam waved off his wife and went out
  through the garage door.
  
  Three days later Sam was writing the list of things he
  needed to pack in the camping trailer.  The weekend was
  upon him and he and Kevin were building anticipation
  for the trip.
  
  "Shit!!! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Sam blurted out as he hung
  up the phone.
  
  "What's the matter, Hun?" Mandy asked with a genuine
  look of concern.
  
  "Will Swenson was supposed to come with us this week. 
  He has to work.  He said we could use his van to help
  carry the kids, but he couldn't come.  What are we
  going to do? How in the hell am I going to get the kids
  to the woods?"
  
  "I win! Jenny and I will come with you.  I'll drive the
  other van.  I'll get Jenny to invite a friend. It'll be
  fun, you'll see."  Mandy was beaming from ear to ear.
  
  Nine year old Kevin overheard the conversation and
  entered the kitchen, "Dad, we can't take Mom and Jenny
  with us.  They're girls.  Girls aren't allowed on our
  camping trips."
  
  "Kevin, I need her to help.  Mr. Swenson can't come and
  someone has to drive the other van."
  
  "Well maybe Mr. Thomas can make it.  He came last time. 
  Call him, maybe he can come."
  
  "Kevin, he and his wife are planning on going out of
  town for a few days this week. Tony will be with us and
  they wanted some parent time.  I don't think he'll want
  to come.  I'll try, but don't count on it."
  
  "What's wrong with Jenny and good old Mom?" Mandy
  teased her son. "She was your den mother for two
  years."
  
  "We do guy things.  Sometimes we stay naked and stuff. 
  We always swim naked don't we, Dad?"
  
  "Well you boys do." Sam agreed with his young son
  attempting to not implicate the oldest 'boys' in such
  an activity.
  
  "Sometimes you and Mr. Thomas swam naked, too."  Kevin
  corrected his father.
  
  "Yeah well, not this time.  You boys will swim naked,
  but if your Mom and sister and Jenny's friend come,
  this old Dad won't be swimming naked."
  
  "We boys won't either."
  
  "Oh yes you will."  Mandy insisted.  "You will do what
  you've always done.  That's why I want to come.  I want
  to see what you boys do that makes this so exciting. 
  If you swim naked, you'll do it while we're there."
  
  "Dad, you didn't tell her all the stuff, did you?  I
  mean about letting us be naked a lot and stuff like
  that?"
  
  "Well, even if I didn't, she knows it now.  You just
  let the cat out of the bag."
  
  Mandy just stared at her son, arms crossed and a 'ah
  ha' looking smile.  "Maybe we don't need to pack
  clothes for you, huh, Kevin.  Maybe we'll just let you
  go naked from the start.  What do you think?"
  
  "Quit, Mom.  This isn't funny.  It's pathetic.  We
  aren't going to have as much fun.  We won't be as free
  as we are when girls aren't invited."
  
  "You'll see.  Jenny, probably Mary and I will be hardly
  noticeable.  You guys will be doing what you've always
  done and won't even notice us.  You mean while you're
  running around naked no girl hikers ever caught you?"
  
  "No, if we hear other people we hide."
  
  "Well, Kevin, there was that one time you boys were
  naked and swimming in that stream and those four women
  came by.  Remember?" Sam corrected his son in a teasing
  tone.
  
  "Yeah, but they were like the same age as Mom. And,
  that one lady was even older like Grandma." The nine
  year old tried to justify the situation.
  
  "But, they stood and watched you guys for about a half
  hour.  Remember, Mr. Thomas told you to just keep
  swimming and not to be wusses by covering up your boy
  parts.  You guys all just kept swimming and most of you
  popped little woodies with those women watching you and
  we made you keep your hands away.  Remember?" Sam
  teased even more relentlessly with a sly grin on his
  face.
  Hitting his father on the shoulder, the nine year old
  took a defensive verbal posture, "Yeah, but Mr. Thomas
  said we'd never see them again so we forgot about them
  being there. And, you and he had those switches you
  said you'd whip us if we covered ourselves.  That was
  mean."
  
  "Well, they didn't forget about you boys.  They sure
  took enough pictures, didn't they? Those switches were
  a real threat (sarcastically).  Don't use that excuse.
  You boys liked showing off your little packages to
  those ladies.  Remember, and I think it was you and
  Cliff popped those little boners and posed with them
  thrust right out at the old lady taking the pictures? 
  Ya right, you guys were embarrassed okay, you guys were
  just like budding exhibitionists."
  
  Again Kevin punched his now laughing father in the
  shoulder with a cross of anger and embarrassment while
  Mandy just crossed her arms and smirked at her two
  guys.  Kevin retaliated childishly while trying to send
  the conversation back to an easier point, "Yeah, well I
  wish you and Mr. Thomas had been naked too.  Then I
  could be teasing you like you are me. And those
  switches leave welts when you whip us with them.  It
  stings and hurts for all day.  You can see the stripes
  on our butts too."
  
  Sam responded with further teasing, "Well, if you boys
  behave you won't get whipped, but if you give us
  trouble your asses are ours.  We decided if we whipped
  you hard enough when we had to, we wouldn't have to
  whip you as often.  You tend to remember when it really
  hurts.  Boys need that." Sam then continued his
  relentless teasing, "Those cute little boners bouncing
  around as you stepped from rock to rock and the
  constant clicking sound of the ladies' digital cameras. 
  I'll bet they showed those pictures to all their
  friends.  You should have seen them, Mandy" taking his
  straightened index finger he began to rapidly move it
  left to right and up and down while making the "Boing,
  boing, boingY" sound.  With that Mandy hit her
  husband's shoulder playfully as Kevin pouted.
  
  "Well I guess we're in for a treat watching the 'boing,
  boing's', huh.  It dawned on me, Jenny and I can take
  pictures during the trip.  That way we can share them
  with other parents when we get back.  Maybe we can show
  them at the school.  Boing, boings and all." Mandy
  added to the teasing.
  "Hey, good idea!  Mom and Jenny can take pictures of
  those little wieners this week how's that grab you? 
  Get it grab you?" Sam playfully shoved his son's arm.
  
  Kevin replied with his lower lip stuck out as he cast
  his eyes toward the floor. "I think we should just keep
  it guys, Dad.  No offense Mom, but you and Jenny can
  stay home and do girl stuff."
  
  "If we do, how will the boys all get to the campsite? 
  We need your mother to drive the other van."
  
  Later that evening Sam called parents, "Hi, this is Sam
  Holden.  I have the list for the boys' backpacks for
  the trip.  My wife and daughter will be helping to
  chaperone." The he began reading the list, "Have him in
  short, shorts. Their knees need to be completely free
  of clothing for hiking.   Tee shirts or tank tops are
  fine. He needs to wear a comfortable pair of athletic
  shoes or hiking boots and should have several pairs of
  white socks.  Tooth brushes are required.  Pack an
  extra pair of shorts and a tee shirt. Be sure to pack a
  medium weight jacket."  Then a pause, "No, he won't
  need a swim suit the boys swim naked, remember?"  Then
  another pause, "No they run nude most of the time even
  when its cold.  They like it.  It's their time to be
  free.  So, they'll need a change of shorts and tee
  shirts, but no underwear.  They usually sleep nude." 
  Then another pause, "Well, little boys shouldn't be so
  modest, there's plenty of time for that after puberty." 
  Another pause, "My wife, Amanda, is a Mom, and Jenny
  has seen her brother naked regularly.  The boys don't
  have anything either of them hasn't seen before." 
  Another pause, "Yeah, I agree it'll be good for them
  and they will feel better about their bodies.  I'll be
  by to pick up Kenny at about eight thirty tomorrow
  morning.  You know I'll take a switch to his bare
  backside if he needs it.  If you can't agree with that,
  I can't take him."  Another pause, "I know you insist
  on discipline and I'm glad you feel he needs a good
  welting every now and then.  Most of the parents share
  our feeling about that.  If they don't, I won't take
  their kids.  It's just that simple. Well, good talking
  to you Susan."  Another pause, "No we should be home
  late next Saturday afternoon.  I'll have my cell phone.
  You have the number don't you?" Another pause, "Okay,
  see you tomorrow."
  
  The call was placed nine times.  The Kathy Snyder had
  two boys Jeff, nine, and Cliff, eleven years old.  Sam
  was like a surrogate Dad to the boys as Kathy's ex
  spent no time at all with his sons.  She was glad the
  boys were compelled to spend time nude when they
  camped.  As she put it, "It makes their tans more
  consistent."  She made the boys swim naked in the pool
  behind the house. Even their friends had to shed
  everything to swim in the pool. Her sons were very well
  built little boys with handsome faces both framed with
  black hair butch cuts and well shaped tanned bodies. 
  Truth be told, her son Cliff was well hung and the men
  used to tease about how happy he'd be making the girls
  when he came of age.  The men who most often chaperoned
  used to anticipate his flaccid four inch circumcised
  member would be somewhere in the neighborhood of nine
  or ten inches erect after he reached puberty.  As it
  was his boners were usually five maybe six inches at
  this age. His mother was extremely supportive of the
  camping experience for both of her boys.  She
  especially liked the freedom of the nudity.  Both boys
  were not a bit shy about nakedness and Sam attributed
  that to Kathy's making them run around naked at home.
  
  The Belloits had ten year old twin boys.  At first they
  were put off that the boys spent time running around
  naked, but Mrs. Belloit was more accepting after
  hearing Amanda was going to be along.  Like a woman
  would protect the boys' genitals from the possible
  attack of the man who would allow them to run around
  like that.  She had 'checked' Sam out with some of the
  other parents.  Each of them poo-pooed her concerns and
  told her to keep her boys home if she couldn't trust
  him.  Apparently, their reactions to her questioning
  put the concerns to rest.  Kathy Snyder told her she
  wished she could just send them in a pair of shoes and
  let their little wieners 'air out' the whole week.
  
  The other four families had one son each who would be
  going on the trip.
  
  As the borrowed van driven by Mandy and the SUV pulling
  the camping trailer arrived at the Snyders', Kathy
  waved to Mandy and shouted some tease about her idea of
  camping is the Holiday Inn.  The boys, well tanned in
  shorts hemmed half way up their thighs, ran to the vans
  with their backpacks.  Sam loaded their gear into the
  trailer and the boys were ushered to the van.  Cliff
  was first to respond, "Oh shiYI mean shoot.  Girls! 
  Are they coming with us?"
  
  Sam dejectedly replied, "Yeah, I had to have some help
  and none of the fathers was able to come."
  Jenny and Mary looked indignant at the remarks.  Cliff
  nudged his brother, "Guess we won't be running around
  naked this time, huh?"
  
  Mandy turned around, made eye contact, and asked,
  "Why's that, Cliff?  You can run naked.  You haven't
  got anything Jenny, Mary or I haven't seen before."
  
  "Yeah we do Mrs. Carson.  Our wieners, you haven't seen
  our wieners and you won't be seeing them." He
  responded.
  
  "Oh, Cliffy, we'll see.  I'm sure we'll see.  I may
  just make you stay naked the whole time.  Why do you
  guys get off on running around naked in the woods
  anyway?"
  
  "It feels good. You feel free.  Don't you Jeff?" He
  nudged his still silent brother.
  
  "I guess so."
  
  "Geezzzz, Jeff, that didn't sound too agreeable.  Do
  you feel free when you're allowed to be naked, or don't
  you?"  Mandy pushed the issue.
  
  "Well, yes, a little bit."
  
  "Hey, Mom, Jeff and Cliff have to swim naked in their
  pool out back.  Kevin told me he had to be naked in
  front of Mrs. Snyder the whole weekend when he slept
  over last month.  You guys have to swim naked don't
  you?" Jenny twisted the knife a bit to verbally
  embarrass the boys.
  
  Cliff turned and glared at her.  It was apparent from
  his look, had Kevin not been in the SUV with his Dad,
  he probably would have gotten his shoulder punched for
  sharing that with his irritating sister.
  
  "Is that true, Cliff?" Mandy asked as she looked up to
  the rear view mirror.  "Do you guys skinny dip in your
  pool?"
  
  "Yeah", Cliff pouted. "Mom says it's good for our skin
  and that little boys shouldn't be modest."
  
  "She's right you know." Mandy responded and Cliff
  looked perplexed. "Little boys shouldn't be allowed any
  modesty.  Modesty is only for girls."
  
  "What? Why only girls?" Cliff argued while the two
  girls folded their arms across their chests and had a
  smug look on their face as if to say we're special.
  
  Again looking in the mirror Mandy reasoned, "Because
  God put your parts on the outside so they could be seen
  by everyone.  Girls' parts are on the inside.  So I
  guess God felt girls parts should be kept private and
  boys shouldn't.  How's that?"
  
  "Come on Mrs. Carson, can we talk about something
  else?" Jeff interrupted.  "We aren't really going to
  have to be naked in front of Jenny and Mary are we?"
  
  "You sure are.  You can bet on it.  Besides, I want to
  see how even those tans of yours are.  It'll be a treat
  for me, too."
  
  With that the boys each looked out the windows one to
  the left and one to the right.  It was evident they
  were considering the remark that had just been made. 
  Just to rub it in Jenny suggested, "You could take off
  your shorts and shirts now if you want.  You could get
  used to us seeing you naked before you got there."
  
  "Shut up Jenny.  It's not funny." Cliff grunted.  With
  that Mary and Jenny snorted a short laugh.  Mandy just
  laughed to herself.
  
  "Don't worry boys, Jenny sees Kevin naked all the time. 
  She's used to it." No further conversation took place,
  though Jenny and Mary whispered to each other and
  occasionally snorted in laughter.
  
  Next stop was to pick up Kenny JonesCa lanky eleven
  year old.  He bounded to the car with an antelope like
  gait. Seeing the girls he too immediately showed an
  expression of shock but didn't bring up the issue of
  nudity.  He took the seat between the two girls who
  immediately began visually tracking up the boy's bare
  legs, thighs and stopped looking at his shorts covered
  crotch.  It was evident they were anticipating the camp
  out with excitement.  Mary whispered to Jenny, "Do you
  think it's true what they say about the length of a
  boy's fingersY"  They both began to giggle.  Kenny
  ignored it as it seemed to be an inside joke.
  
  The twins were next on the pick-up list was the Beloit
  twins.  They were handsome kids with closely cropped
  black hair, hazel eyes, well defined facial features,
  and muscular young legs and arms.  It was evident one
  twin got more sun than the other as one's legs were
  golden tanned and the other's were white as a ghost. 
  Mrs. Beloit stood at the house talking to Sam, "I
  wasn't sure I wanted to send them.  I'm still not
  comfortable with them being naked."
  
  "Hey, the boys like to be naked.  We don't usually make
  them be naked.  It's their choice and I'm not sure
  they'll be too eager with the girls along.  If you're
  uncomfortable with the possibility they'll be running
  around nude, why don't you just keep them home.  I mean
  I've got my hands full as it is and two less kids will
  sure make it easier."  Sam was a little pissed at the
  insinuation of the woman's remark.
  
  "No, I talked with some of the other parents and I'm
  not sure Joey won't get something out of it.  I can't
  even get him to wear shorts.  He's self-conscious about
  his body.  You can see his legs are white as sheets.  I
  told him only shorts were to be taken on the trip as I
  didn't see any long pants listed.  Fred, that's my
  husband, told me I was thinking like and overprotective
  mother and that running nude would make men out of
  them.  I'm over it."
  
  "Well, I'd heard about you calling other parents to
  'check me out' and I guess that was prudent, but I'm
  not into little boys, if you know what I mean. 
  Actually, I'd rather spend my week at home.  I've got a
  deck that needs painting and a garage that needs
  cleaning, but I'm doing this instead."
  
  "Well, I want you to make Joey run nude.  I mean don't
  let him wear clothes at all if you can.  I want him to
  get over his self-consciousness."
  
  "I usually let the kids decide about whether or not
  they run nude."
  
  "No, I want him to be made to.  Make his brother do it
  too.  It'll make it easier on him."
  
  "I'm sure they will all be naked.  My wife is eager to
  keep a hoard of naked boys around her.  She thinks
  their little butts and 'peepees'", Sam made the quote
  gestures in the air as he finished, "are cute."
  
  "Well, they are."  Mrs. Beniot agreed.
  
  "Whatever, we'll be back in a week."  Sam turned to
  return to the vehicles.
  
  "Oh, the boys only have one change of shorts.  They're
  wearing them.  No swim suits.  I made it easy to keep
  them naked."  She shouted.  Sam just waved over his
  shoulder.
  
  Having loaded the twins gear in the trailer the
  motorcade moved on.  The van was now full. Joey Beniot
  was in the front seat of the van and his brother had
  squeezed in with Jeff and Cliff in the middle seat.
  
  "What's your name?" Mandy asked the boy to her right.
  
  "Joey."
  
  "Well, Joey, you and your brother are real lookers. 
  I'll bet you have the girls all over you."
  
  "I don't like girls."
  
  "How old are you anyway?"
  
  "Johnny and I are ten."
  
  "Oh you will like girls soon.  I assure you it won't be
  long.  I could just look at you guys for hours.  How
  come your legs are so white?  Don't you get out much?"
  
  "I don't like to wear shorts."
  
  "Oh, why not?  They'll keep you cooler when it's hot. 
  Besides you have some good looking sticks there.  Why
  not show them off?"
  
  "Sticks?"
  
  Mandy reached over and patted the boy's bare upper leg,
  "Yeah, legs.  Good looking legs."
  
  "That's why I don't like to wear shorts.  Ladies and
  girls are always saying I have nice looking legs and
  that embarrasses me."
  
  "Well, we'll be getting to see them for the week and
  probably a whole lot more."
  
  "What?  What do you mean a whole lot more?"  The boy
  had a very quizzical look on his face.
  
  Mandy turned toward him and didn't want to scare him or
  overstep her authority, "Oh, you'll see."  Looking in
  the mirror occasionally as she drove she hollered,
  "Hey, Johnny, I was just telling Joey how good looking
  you studs are.  Don't you think so Jenny?"
  
  "I think they're all pretty handsome studs.  How about
  you Mary?" Jenny passed off to Mary and it was
  apparent, at the same time, she pissed off the boys
  who, in concert, crossed their arms and looked outside
  the van.
  
  After two more pick-ups, Sam led the entourage to the
  final stopCCarl's house.  Carl Swenson was the nine
  year old, athletically built son of second generation
  Swedes.  He was fair skinned, blond with ice blue eyes
  and a wide grin.  He was very activeC"off the wall" if
  you will.  His mother Helga greeted Sam.  "You need to
  wear him out if he needs it.  I know he can be a
  handful.  If you stripe is backside you won't hear a
  word from us.  You know that Sam."
  
  "Yes, Helga, but he's no problem.  I'll whip the fire
  out of him if I need to.  But really, this is time he
  can bounce around and be hyper without bothering
  anyone.  It's good therapy for him."
  
  "His shorts aren't too short are they?  I mean you can
  see his ass cheeks when he stands up.  He loves them to
  be that short and loose.  I think its part of his high
  metabolism.  He'd run naked if I'd let him."
  
  "Well, he's in luck, I'll let him.  In fact, I may just
  make him if it'll slow him down."
  
  "Do whatever you think is right, Sam.  Oh, Will wanted
  me to tell you again how sorry he is that he can't make
  the trip with you.  He has a double shift Wednesday and
  we sure need the income.  He said he'd try to get off
  next time."
  
  "I heard that.  The money part, I mean.  Tell him not
  to worry about it. I'll call him next time.  Mandy,
  Jenny and one of her friends are coming to help
  chaperone.  We should be alright."
  "Well you tell the girls to pull his pants off and whip
  his ass if he needs it."
  
  "I will.  Gotta' go Helga.  We'll see you in a week."
  
  With that Helga waved to Mandy and Mandy returned the
  gesture with a toot of the horn.
  
  Carl squeezed in the last spot available in the SUV. 
  If there hadn't been a buzz of excitement over the
  camping trip, the cramped boys would probably have
  begun turf wars over the discomfort of the close
  quarters.  Sam got in, "Okay, boys we're finally off."
  
  As they headed up the ramp of the interstate, Carl
  hiked the leg of his shorts and elbowed Kevin as he
  pointed to the bulbous head of his erect circumcised
  penis.  All of the boys' attention was diverted to the
  tease.  The entire van began to laugh.  "Do that again
  and I'll pull it off, Carl." Kevin teased back.
  
  "Do what again", Sam asked.
  
  "Oh nothin'", Kevin responded to protect the prankster.
  
  "What did you do, Carl?" Sam smiled as he looked in his
  mirror to read the boy's facial expression.
  
  Tony Thomas, another nine year old, responded.  "He
  pulled his shorts up and showed us his dick."
  
  "Well, Carl, we'll all get to see it a lot at the camp
  so it really isn't such a big deal."  Sam teased.
  
  "Mom said I didn't have to wear any underwear," Carl
  offered.
  
  "She's right."
  
  "Can I take my clothes off now?" Carl was asked half
  jokingly.
  
  "If you want to, it's up to you, but if you strip now,
  you stay naked for the rest of the day. Understand?" 
  Sam admired the boy's comfort level with being exposed
  for all to see.
  
  As Carl started to strip off his t-shirt, Kevin chimed
  in, "You know there are girls in the van.  They're
  going to be staying with us the whole week. You sure
  you want to be naked?"
  
  "Girls are coming with us?" Carl stopped and turned
  around to see if he could see who was in the van.
  
  "That's just your Mom.  She's a mom I don't care if she
  sees my wiener."
  
  "No, Jenny and Mary are in the back seat of the van."
  Kevin added and the boys all laughed at the wide eyed
  expression on Carl's face as he released his thumbs
  from the waistband of his shorts.
  
  "Kevin, don't give him a hard time.  Carl, you'd have
  known that if you'd been ready when your Dad dropped
  off the van.  Actually, had you been there, you'd
  probably be riding in the van.  Carl, sooner or later
  they're going to see you naked anyway.  You boys will
  be skinny dipping and they will be right there with you
  to supervise.  If you want to take your clothes off, go
  right ahead."  Sam encouraged.
  
  "I'm not skinny dipping in front of girls." Tony
  argued.
  
  "Yes, you are Tony. You will do whatever we always do
  and forget about those girls." Sam instructed.
  
  "Uh, huh." Tony grunted.
  
  "Tony, you are going to do whatever I tell you or you
  will be sporting red stripes on that little ass of
  yours.  End of discussion."  Sam was a little pissed at
  the boy's defiance.
  
  Carl slid his shorts off and threw them on the floor of
  the van.  He was naked except for his white Nikes.  He
  then turned his attention to playing with his still
  erect dick.  After batting at it a few times and
  stretching it to the amusement of the other boys, it
  stood at attention.
  
  "Hey Mr. Carson, I got a woody." Carl announced for all
  to hear.
  
  "Carl, pass your clothes up to Kevin," Sam ordered and
  Carl complied.  "Kevin, lock those up in the trailer
  when we stop for gas."
  "Hey, what am I going to do when we stop?  I need my
  clothes to go to the bathroom and stuff."  Carl finally
  figured out what he'd done.
  
  "No, you don't.  You can just go in nude.  Most people
  have seen boy penises and such.  If you don't want to,
  you can just stand behind the car door and pee on the
  parking lot, but you're nude for the rest of the day. 
  And, I don't want you covering your little package when
  we get to camp.  You let the girls have a good look.  I
  mean it Carl.  You wanted to be a smart ass and now
  you're in deep."  Sam was firm.
  
  "What if the girls want to touch it?"  Carl asked.  The
  boys began laughing and Carl cracked a big smile.
  
  "Then you let them touch it.  They'll be putting
  sunscreen on it anyway so sooner or later they'll touch
  all of your penises and scrotums." Sam acknowledged.
  
  "Scrooootttttuuummmmsssss" Carl teased as he pulled on
  his glans.  "What's a scrotum?"
  
  "It's your bag Carl," Kevin instructed.
  
  "No girls are going to see, much less touch, mine,"
  Tony still objected.   Unfortunately, his father Heath
  was one of Sam's good friends and was a usual chaperone
  on these trips and both he and the boy knew Sam would
  absolutely tear up his backside with a belt if he
  needed to.
  
  "Again, Tony, you'll do what you're told."
  
  "Sccrrrrrrooootttttuuummmm," Carl was intrigued with
  the new word.  He repeated over and over as he pulled
  on the tip of his erect penis.  The boys laughed as
  they watched his behavior.  "I wonder if I could tie it
  in a knot?"
  
  Sam laughed at that, "Go ahead and try.  I don't think
  you'll get too far, especially if you've got an
  erection."
  
  "A what?"
  
  "Erection," Sam repeated.
  
  "Yeah, you know a woody," Kevin repeated.
  
  "Eeeeeeerrrrrreeeecctttiiooon" Carl repeated as he
  tried to bend his penis.  At that point, all the boys
  were leaning over seats both laughing and coaching as
  they watched the crazy kid play with himself.
  
  As he drove he enjoyed the joviality of the boys as
  they watched Carl's antics.  Sam couldn't wait to see
  the water and oil mix of Carl with no modesty as he
  presented himself to Joey Benoit the overly modest ten
  year old.  And, there was no doubt the girls would be
  playing with Carl's member long before the camping trip
  was over.  It'd be an education for both sides of the
  gender gap.  He only hoped it didn't dent the boy's
  open acceptance of his body.
  
  When they finally stopped for gas, the boys started to
  tease Carl.  "Ooooooo, now what are you gonna' do? 
  Hey, Carl, you coming in with us? Or, are you gonna'
  pee out the door?"
  
  "Knock it off boys.  Here Carl, take this credit card
  to Mrs. Carson up in the van." Sam handed the card over
  the seat.  Carl's eyes got wide and he moved them side
  to side for comic relief.  "Well, go on, now," Sam
  insisted.
  
  "Let's let Kevin do it."  Carl suggested.
  
  "Might as well show it all to the girls now, Carl.  You
  have to be naked all day anyway," Kevin added.
  
  "Oh did I say all day?" Sam asked, "I meant all week. 
  Carl you will be naked the whole week, so go on now. 
  Get it over with."
  
  Without a word Carl climbed over Tony's lap.  Tony
  couldn't help but reach up and brush the boy's erect
  penis with his hand.  He had to feel what that thing
  was like.  Carl didn't seem to notice as he exited the
  opened door.  Looking over his shoulders he ran to the
  driver's window with the card.  Mandy chuckled and
  rolled the window down slowly, "Carl what's that thing
  sticking out down there?" Both girls as well as the
  boys strained to look out the windows at his erect
  stick pointing straight at the door.  Carl made no
  effort to cover it.  As he turned to run back to the
  SUV, Tony slammed and locked the door.  Carl, try as he
  might, couldn't get the door opened and the boys all
  laughed as the naked nine year old jumped up and down
  to field more laughs.  Suddenly, another van pulled in
  and there were two little girls who appeared to be
  seven or eight and a younger boy looking out the
  windows as the driver, probably their dad, just shook
  his head side to side in amusement at the locked out
  naked kid.  The mother smiled as her offspring just
  stared.  Kevin cracked the window and said, "Hey Carl,
  shoot them a Pinocchio."
  
  "A what?" Sam asked.
  
  "A Pinocchio, it means show them your woody.  Kind of
  like a moon, but the front instead."  Tony answered
  through the laughter.
  
  Carl did.  He turned to the van and wiggled his erect
  dick side to side.  The father who was pumping gas
  finally said, "Okay, Son, that's enough.  Show's over."
  
  Sam then ordered the door opened so Carl could climb
  back in.
  
  As the naked boy sat down he announced, "I gotta pee."
  
  "I'll bring you a cup back from the store there and you
  can pee in it."  Sam responded as he got out to pump
  the gas.
  
  "Oh those were the days, huh?" the father from the
  other vehicle said to Sam.  "We didn't care who saw us
  naked.  We peed in communal troughs and didn't have to
  run to a stall.  We were much more accepting of our
  sameness."
  
  "Well I'm sorry he put on a show for your little girls. 
  The kid just likes nudity and I don't have a problem
  with it."  Sam was apologetic.
  
  "No, no, not at all.  Timmy is naked in front of his
  sisters all the time.  In fact, they bathe him on
  occasion.  They're allowed to look and touch, so it
  isn't anything they have seen before.  Well, maybe a
  little longer than Timmy's, but the same appearance. 
  Don't worry about it.  I was just afraid if he kept up
  jumping around he'd hurt himself.  No, he's fine." The
  stranger explained. "You've got quite a load there. 
  Looks like scouts going camping and all."
  
  "It is!"
  
  "Do the other boys have that openness?"
  
  "Heavens, no.  They all must spend time nude around
  camp and skinny dipping because we want to remove their
  modesty, but the rest aren't quite as intrigued with
  their bodies as Carl is."  With that the man laughed
  and replaced the nozzle of the gas pump to its holder.
  
  "Well, you folks have good trip." He mentioned to Sam.
  
  "You too!"
  
  The other van pulled out as the wife and kids watched
  for any semblance of another show from Sam's boys.  You
  could see the noses pressed against the windows as the
  van turned down the distant ramp to the interstate.
  
  "Hey Dad, was that man mad? I mean about Carl?" Kevin
  asked as Sam slid back in the driver's seat.
  
  "No, not at all.  He thought it was funny.  Here Carl,
  pee in this cup."  Sam handed the boy a cup he picked
  up when he'd gone in to use the restroom.  It really
  wasn't too soon as the boy's legs were wiggling and he
  was pinching the tip of his glans to prevent leakage. 
  As soon as the cup was placed below his penis a yellow
  stream started and kept going and going as the boy
  sighed with relief.
  
  "Hey, hey, Carl watch the cup not me." Sam ordered. 
  The cup was filling fast and at one point neither Sam
  nor Carl was sure it would be big enough for the
  contents of the boy's bladder.  About a half inch from
  the lip of the cup, the stream slowed to drip.  "That
  was close Carl.  I guess you did have to go.  Here give
  me the cup and I'll dump it."  The boy carefully handed
  the cup to Sam, who then opened his door and dumped on
  the asphalt.  "Kevin, give me that lid over there." 
  Pressing the lid on the cup he handed it back to Carl. 
  "Here keep this in case we have an emergency crop up. 
  We can use this as a toilet if we need to."
  
  Mandy walked back to the SUV.  "You guys ready?"  She
  leaned to get a look at Carl's handsome little dick. 
  "Carl you couldn't wait to take those clothes off?"
  
  "No, Ma'am.  I like to be naked."
  
  She looked back at her husband.  "He's going to be nude
  all week so get used to it."
  
  "Oh, no, I love it.  He's a cute little guy and we all
  like seeing his cute little boyhood.  Don't worry about
  it, Dear.  We're quite amused.  What's with the cup?"
  
  "Don't you remember taking the jar so Kevin could go in
  the car?  Well, that's our jar."
  
  "I think I'll get one for my group.  You know, just in
  case."
  
  "You think those boys will whip it out in front of
  those girls?  I kind of doubt it."
  
  "They will if I make them do it.  But, I'm sure they'll
  choose that over wetting themselves."  Mandy responded.
  
  "Joey won't.  He'll wet himself first."
  
  "You think so?"
  
  "I know so."  Sam was certain after hearing the sordid
  facts from his mother earlier that morning.
  
  Mandy caught sight of her daughter and Mary halfway
  back from the store to the van, "Hey, Jenny, go back in
  the store and get a few large soft drink cups and a
  lids.  We can use that as a urinal for the boys in the
  van."  Jenny smiled and both she and Mary returned to
  the store.  Momentarily they emerged with cups and lids
  and smiles on their faces.  It was obvious they were
  imagining making one of the boys use it in their
  presence.
  
  Mandy kissed her husband and returned to the van. The
  caravan pulled out.
  
  An hour later, as the van sped down the interstate
  directly behind the SUV pulling the trailer Johnny
  Benoit announced, "I gotta' go to the bathroom."
  
  "Why didn't you go back at the gas station?" Mandy
  asked.
  
  "I did."
  
  "Well why do you have to go now?  We've only been gone
  for an hour.  How much did you have to drink?"  She
  asked.
  
  "Mom I saw him. He drank a suicide and then made
  another one in one of those 24 ounce cups."  Jenny
  tattled.
  
  "A suicide?"
  
  "Yeah, Mrs. Carson, that's when you mix all the
  different soda drinks in the same cup.  It never tastes
  the same."  Cliff explained.
  
  "I really gotta go." Johnny was pinching the head of
  his penis through the shorts he was wearing.  The legs
  wiggled back and forth as he definitely displayed the
  urgency of the situation on his face.
  
  "There's a cup back there.  Go in the cup."  Mandy
  ordered.
  
  "I can't."
  
  "Why can't you, John?"
  
  "The girls will see me."
  
  "They're going to see you soon anyway.  Besides I want
  them to help you with the cup.  Pull you shorts down
  and turn around so Jenny and Mary can help you."
  
  "Noooooo.  I really can't hold it much longer."
  
  "Johnny, if I have to stop, I'll strip you naked and
  whip the fire out of your bare ass with a belt.  Now,
  turn around and pull your pants down.  Now, John."
  
  Slowly the boy turned around still holding the penis
  head in a death grip.  "Girls, take the top off the cup
  and help him.  Johnny all the way down, underpants
  too."  As he slowly complied the boys started
  snickering.
  
  "That's enough boys.  You'll all be naked in front of
  the girls soon.  Keep it up and it'll be real soon. 
  Underpants down Johnny!  Don't be so shy, Jenny's seen
  a penis before.  How about you Mary?"
  
  "Only babies, Mrs. Carson, when I baby sit."
  
  "But you've seen one!"  Suddenly the boy thrust his
  underpants down, grabbed his penis to cover with one
  hand and reached for the cup with the other.  "Johnny
  let the girls help you.  Jenny press the cup against
  his ball sack and Mary you take it and point it for
  him.  Johnny keep your hands on the seat to steady
  yourself.  This isn't our van and I don't want you to
  pee on the seats."
  
  "Please Mrs. Carson, I can do it myself and I won't
  have an accident."
  
  "Johnny kneel up straight, put your hands on the seat
  back and let the girls do the rest.  I'm going beat
  your little ass if I have to say it again.  Now, just
  do it."  The boy did as he was told.  Jenny tucked the
  lip of the cup under the two and a half inch penis up
  against the boy's scrotum.  "Mary you aim him good." 
  Mary took the penis in her hand and smiled as the boy
  started a steady stream of yellow into the cup.
  
  "Mom, I sure am glad I got the 'Big One' cup rather
  than just a large.  He's filling it up fast."
  
  "Will there be enough room?"
  
  "Yeah, I think so."
  
  "Mary grab one of those tissues back there.  There's a
  box right behind you.  Dry off his penis head after he
  done so he doesn't drip.  If you flick it, do it
  lightly."  Mary had a big grin on her face as she
  nursed the ten year old penis.  She couldn't resist the
  temptation to flick it a little and stretch it out a
  bit. So, as she dried the opening of the glans she gave
  it a light tug.
  
  "Owwww.  Don't pull it." Johnny shouted.
  
  "I just wanted to squeeze out the last drops."  Mary
  countered.
  
  "Okay, Johnny, you can pull your pants up.  Feel
  better?"
  
  "Yes, Ma'am."
  
  "See that wasn't so bad now was it?"
  
  "No!"
  
  Cliff elbowed his brother and the two laughed.
  
  "Better hope one of you doesn't have to go Cliff and
  Jeff.  Same thing will happen to you."  Mandy warned as
  she glanced back in the rearview mirror.
  "I can hold it if I do." Jeff assured her.
  
  "What do you want me to do with this pee, Mom?"  Jenny
  asked.
  
  "Put a lid on it and put it in the cup holder until we
  get somewhere we can dump it.  Just think, Johnny, now
  when you boys have to be naked, it'll be easier for
  you.  The girls have already seen and even touched
  yours."  After Mandy's remark the faces of the boys got
  panicked looks and there was total silence.  Mandy just
  grinned as she looked in the mirror to see the result
  of the announcement of the ominous reality.  They would
  be naked in front of the girls and the girls would be
  touching them often.  Just to rub it in she said, "Hey,
  Mary what'd it feel like?"
  
  "Like rubber.  It was soft and I just pointed it down
  in the cup. The tip part felt real rubbery when I
  squeezed it."
  
  It was evident Johnny was not happy with the
  conversation.  Even more obvious was Joey still red
  with the thought he'd eventually have to be exposed as
  well.  Having claimed "dibs" on the passenger seat when
  they came out of the store he was alone up front. 
  Managing the courage to ask for clarification he asked,
  "Do we have to be naked?"
  
  Mandy quietly responded with, "Yes, Honey, I'm afraid
  you do."
  
  "What if we don't want to?"
  
  "Doesn't matter.  You'll be spending a lot of time
  nakedCswimming and hiking and around the campfire.  The
  girls will be putting sunscreen on you--even on your
  penis and ball sack.  But you'll get used to it.  Mr.
  Carson told me your mother wanted us to keep you naked
  all the time.  Maybe you and Carl will be able to
  support each other."
  
  "I want to go home."
  
  "Honey, home is about four hours south of here.  That's
  not going to happen.  Tell you what, when we get to
  camp I'll help you get undressed and you can try to get
  used to it slowly.  We can strip you to your underpants
  and let you run around in them for awhile and then
  we'll just slip those off and you'll do fine."
  
  "What about the other kids?"
  
  "Well, you, Carl, and Kevin will be nude all the time
  while we're there.  You and Kevin will be because your
  mothers want you to be, and Carl because he made that
  choice.  The others can keep their clothes on unless we
  decide they need to take them off like for swimming,
  bathing or stuff like that."
  
  "What about Mary and Jenny?"
  
  "Oh, no Joey, they're girls and girls are never
  expected to be naked in public.  Only boys!  Besides,
  it's their jobs as girls to take care of you boys. 
  They'll be putting on the creams and lotions, and
  doctoring you when you hurt yourself.  They'll be
  massaging you after long hikes and things like that. 
  They'll be allowed to inspect your penises and bottoms
  just to make sure you aren't hurt and stay clean.
  They'll be in-charge of you just like Mr. Carson and I
  will.  We might even let them whip you if they think
  it's warranted. They're here to take care of you."
  
  "Why are you and Mr. Carson with us then?"
  
  "We're here to fix meals, drive the vehicles, plan the
  hikes and activities, and to whip your backsides when
  you misbehave."
  
  "That's not fair.  If Carl, Kevin and I have to be
  naked so should everyone else."
  
  "Life ain't fair, son.  Life ain't fair.  But we'll
  see.  Maybe all of you boys will have to stay naked. 
  That'd be the most fun wouldn't girls?"
  
  Mary quickly responded with a subconscious remark,
  "Yeaaahhh, especially Cliff."
  
  Mandy replied, "Why, Mary, are you interested in
  playing with Cliff's boy parts?"
  
  Somewhat embarrassed the girl fumbled for words, "Well,
  uh, well, maybe, uh..."  Mandy laughed.
  
  "Don't be so embarrassed.  You're blushing. It's
  probably going to happen, Honey.  I'll bet you'll get
  your chance, probably more than once."
  "I don't think sooooo," Cliff was quick to respond.
  
  "Yeah, well we'll see, Cliffy.  We'll see." Mandy
  mumbled.

  
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