Stripped For Florida: Racquis and Shenna
By Willie B.
Copyright 2012 by Willie B., all rights reserved
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Racquis and Shenna
Racquis stepped out of a cloud
of steam. He'd been
in the shower for
over half an hour, scrubbing every square inch of skin, running his
through his tightly knit hair, rubbing dead skin off his scalp -- and
doing it again just in case. He'd
cleaned under his armpits five times.
He'd run the sharp new razor over his face multiple times
even though he
barely had the fuzz to justify shaving in the first place. He'd even cleaned his
privates. It's only
a date, it's only a date, he kept
telling himself. But
at 14 it was his
first ever real date with a girl.
play date, not a girl who his family knew and they happened to be going out to dinner together. An honest to goodness date
as in he asked the
girl and she said yes and they were going to go out to eat by
she was being dropped off by her
mother. Okay, they
ware walking down the
street to the neighborhood Italian restaurant.
He didn't have a car, he couldn't drive, but still it was
a date. Racquis
pulled back the foreskin on his thick
penis and scrubbed away, getting harder and longer in the process. He soaped down his shaft
but stopped short of
actually jacking off in the shower.
was beginning to get light-headed from the steam and hot water and was
he'd pass out if he made himself cum.
reached around and cleaned out his backside and butt hole for the third
time. He knew this
was ridiculous, but he wanted to
feel clean all over, even under his clothes.
He gave his body one more wash-down with body scrub,
turned off the taps
and stepped out into the steam-filled room.
"Mom," he yelled,
"where's all the towels?"
Getting no answer he opened the
door to the bathroom. Clouds
roiled out into the hallway, hitting the air conditioning and forming a
"Mom!" Where was
Racquis strode down the hall
into the den. He
didn't make a habit of
being naked around the house, but his mother had seen him enough times. Besides, he was pissed. She knew he had a date. He'd already spent too
long in the shower and
needed to get dressed before Shenna got dropped off.
"Mom, you know I'm trying
to get ready for a date! What
did you do
with all the towels?"
Racquis stood in the middle of
the room while it slowly dawned on him that he had a larger audience
"Son, what way is that to
greet your date? Why
don't you give
Shenna a proper hello."
Shenna got up from the couch
where she'd been chatting with Racquis' mother.
She was wearing a lovely blue and white dress that hugged
tied above the waist and came down to about six inches above her knees. Racquis froze.
"Hello Racquis!" Shenna
said coyly, walking over to him. "Don't
I get a kiss?"
Racquis faced emotions that
threatened to explode into full scale battle. He wasn't sure how he
naked in front of his date, but he wanted to take out his anger on his
mother. He should
have bolted from the room,
but since he was still here he wanted to project the affect of being
hadn't given up on the
date yet, but he was sure he'd already blown it.
But, wait, Shenna was asking for a kiss.
Racquis replied with what he hoped was a sexy smoothness and gave
on the lips.
"Hmmm, nice," she
you'll lose the
towel and comb your hair I guess we can get started on our date."
It took him a moment to catch
the joke. Lose the
towel, indeed. He
automatically ran his fingers through his
hair which was much too short and tightly curled to comb.
"I'll just be a
moment. Let me
throw something on and
I'll show you a good time."
"Oh, your good time is
already showing, boy. As
far as I know
you're not wearing any more than that, anyway.
So, I'm ready when you're ready."
"Just give me a sec,
turned and walked
out of the room, worrying just for a moment that his butt might not be
enough. Good thing
he'd washed himself
inside and out, alhough this was the last thing he thought he'd be
around on a date.
yelled. "What in
the world happened
to my clothes?"
The silence from the other room
did not bode well. "Mom!!!!"
Racquis walked back into the
living room. He
stood with his legs
wide, hands on his hips, forgetful in his anger of any sense of self
"Honey," soothed his
mother. "Don't ruin
your date. I have
some money for you and I believe
Shenna is all ready to start off."
"Right, money. How
about a shirt? Pants?
"Racquis, as of this
moment you are stripped." His
mother got up and placed a round bandage behind her son's left ear. "You don't need clothes,
or towels or
blankets are anything like that."
"You can't strip me!"
"I can do whatever I like,
son!" exclaimed his mother.
"No buts about it. Now I
suggest you make the best of things and get going. Shenna is waiting."
"I cannot be
stripped. That's it. I don't care what you say
or do." Racquis
stood with his arms crossed, brows
low over his eyes, mouth set tight.
concentration was thrown off a bit by Shenna's inexplicable grin.
"He's doing exactly what
you said he would," she laughed.
"He is very
predictable," agreed his mother.
"Listen up and listen good, mister.
No son of mine is going to be parading around in gangsta
gear. You've got a
better future than sagging on a
street corner emulating some thug who just got out of prison. Besides, boys don't need
to be modest. It's
perfectly normal to be naked, and you
Racquis knew it was common,
what with Florida strip laws and all.
for normal, he wasn't so sure. Besides,
what about girls? They
concentration further clouded
by thoughts of naked girls, Racquis applied all the willpower he could
keeping his penis from getting hard.
Feeling that he was going to be unsuccessful he began to
turn around to
hide his quickly blooming erection.
"Well, Racquis, I came
over here to go out with you. Are
going to escort me to dinner, or should I find someone else?"
Racquis stood there. His
erection throbbed, his scrubbed and
cleaned shaft and glans on display.
"You're right, Ms. D, he's
"I've always enjoyed a man
with some size. If
you stick around a
few years you may find he takes after his dad.
Now HE was super sized!"
Racquis could not believe his
mother was having a discussion about his erection with his first date.
"Okay, Shenna, shall we
get going?" he
suggested, more to
get out of the uncomfortable situation than because he was eager to
nude self down the street.
"Here's your money,
Racquis took the cash and held
it awkwardly. His
erection continued to
throb despite his best efforts to will it away.
"I can put it in my
purse," Shenna said, taking the bills and stowing them away securely in
"I can put him on the
pills, if you like," Racquis' mother suggested, "you know, keep him
hard all the time."
"We'll see, but thanks for
the idea. Racquis."
Shenna held the
"Bye mom," Racquis
mumbled, and they were off.
Shenna insisted that Racquis
hold her hand and walk beside her, even when people passing the other
had to step off the narrow sidewalk.
naked boy is not such a rare sight in Florida, but Racquis was self
conscious. The air
on his usually covered parts kept him
aroused. He was
aware enough to know
that he had a fairly large penis, especially for his age. Wandering eyes admired his
body and his
kept a proprietary hold
"Shenna!" exclaimed a
voice. They were in
the middle of the
next block and two girls came running out of a small yellow house. "Are you on your way to
"He does look fine,"
admired the second girl."
"Even better than you
said. Did his mom
wait to do it after
you got there?"
"Oh, yes," Shenna
concurred, "she stripped him just for me."
Racquis wondered once again how
this date had completely flipped on him.
He'd imagined himself suavely opening the door for Shenna,
to the restaurant, the hostess asking him "how many for dinner, sir"
and the waiter offering them menus to peruse.
In this imagined scenario he was properly dressed, of
course, the clean
black pants and special silk shirt he'd laid out on his bed serving as
perfect match to Shenna's classy blue and white dress.
Shenna continued to chat away
with her friends, one hand still firmly keeping hold of him as if he
at any second like a spooked puppy.
"Racquis? Are you
listening to me?" Shenna's
"Aren't you taking me to
chastised him like he
was some little boy.
"Um, oh, sure. I
didn't know you were ready."
Shenna rolled her eyes in the
direction of her girlfriends. Once
they were on their way.
Things improved somewhat at the
hostess did indeed ask
him where he and his "lady friend" would like to sit. The waiter made
a proper show of respect that made Racquis feel that he really was on a
date. But Shenna
did keep him moving around.
"Racquis, could you get me
another bowl of those croutons from the salad bar?" she pleaded. "Racquis, I need another
one of those
lemon slices for my water."
"I'll ask the waiter to
bring us some."
"No, I want one now."
He suspected she was forcing
him to walk across the dining room as many times as possible to keep
display. But he
just couldn't be
sure. And the way
she looked at him with
those eyes, and her foot touching his bare leg under the table, and the
tips of her fingers brushed his arm across the table, it all seemed
calculated to keep his dick aroused and his emotions all raggedy near
edge. He hoped he
looked more composed
than he felt.
The walk home was nice. It
was dark and no more girlfriends
interrupted them. Shenna
against his naked body, her perfume and the softness of her skin and
keeping him at fever pitch. When
got home they sat on the bench on the front porch.
Racquis was purposely delaying going inside,
sure that Shenna and his mother would start another conversation about
the third person.
An electric jolt went through
his body at Shenna's first direct touch, her fingers running up the
his hard on. He
leaned over and kissed
her, her mouth opening for his tongue.
He panicked for a moment that he tasted of garlic, but
they'd eaten the same food. His
worry was that he would come too soon.
He'd never been aroused continuously at this pitch for so
long. Her hand felt
good. He succumbed
to the sensations while his
right hand wandered up to Shenna's front.
She did nothing to stop him from feeling her bosom through
fabric of her dress, although he suspected he was feeling more bra than
breast. He was
close to coming when Shenna pushed him
back on the bench. His
legs were spread
wide and her hand was a blur as she brought him off.
As he shot his sperm out into the darkness he
heard the sound of a car door closing.
As his second spurt went out into the night Shenna's
striding up the walk. His
spewed out as her mother gave her daughter a wink and stepped through
of the house. Racquis
fell back against
the slats of the bench, his breath heaving in his chest. He was still unable to
speak when Shenna's
"Ready to go, hon?"
she asked her daughter.
Racquis," murmured Shenna in his ear.
She kissed the inarticulate boy
on the lips and joined her mother on the sidewalk.
"Have a good time,
dear?" her mother asked.
"Yeah. I did
actually. I may
actually keep this one for a
"Lucky guy. How
many boys have been stripped for you so
"Just three, mom. You
make me sound so unreasonable. Shanikwa's
had six boys stripped, and she's
six months younger than me!"
"Okay, okay, I'm just
"He is cute. And
his mom says his dad was super huge in
the cock department."
"I'm just saying."
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