Aunt Stella
  By: Hooked6  Hooked6@hotmail.com
  
  Copyright July 14, 2001 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved. No
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  Aunt Stella
  By: Hooked6
  
  I was raised from a young age by my dad. My mom had
  abandoned us early on. Being an only child had some
  advantages but mostly I was starved for affection and had an
  overwhelming desire to belong to a real family. Looking back
  this probably contributed to my still present desire to
  please everybody.
  
  When I was at the awkward age of 12, standing at the
  threshold of being a real teenager, something happened that
  had a profound effect on me. My dad had to go away for two
  weeks on business one summer and he thought I would enjoy
  spending time with my Aunt Stella. She lived in Florida near
  the beach. What kid wouldn't enjoy a setting like that? It
  would be a vacation for me and a chance for my dad to get
  away without worrying about me.
  
  After driving for many, many hours we reached my Aunt's
  home. I had never been to Florida and marveled at the sight
  of all the palm trees and the sand. Aunt Stella had three
  children - Billy, age 4, Freddie age 7 and Martha who was
  16. Aunt Stella was a matronly woman who seemed pretty old
  to me, well older than my dad anyway. She had a rather stern
  appearance yet I felt a rather warm, welcoming nature about
  her. Perhaps it was because I had spent so little time with
  grown-up women.
  
  "Now Eddie," my dad said, "I want you to have fun and mind
  your Aunt. I'm sure you'll have a ball playing with your
  nephews and niece. I'll be back as soon as I can." 
  
  No sooner had he left than my aunt suggested that she take
  Billy, Freddie and I to the beach. Martha had other plans. I
  hurriedly changed into my suit and after a very short drive
  we arrived at a wonderful, sandy beach. It was pretty
  deserted. Aunt Stella said that was because it was a Monday
  and most people were at work. I had NEVER seen a real beach
  before. It was marvelous - and VERY hot!
  
  We picked a spot on the sand and my nephews and I quickly
  hit the water. After playing in the water for some time I
  could hear my Aunt shouting for us to get out as it was time
  to go home. 
  
  When we had gathered around my aunt, she took Freddie and
  Billy by the hand and led us down the sandy beach a ways
  until we reached a showerhead mounted on a pole. "Time to
  rinse off that sticky salt water" she said. She was right
  about that. I didn't notice at first but as the air-dried 
  water droplets evaporated from my skin I did feel rather
  slimy and sticky.
  
  Then she did something I wasn't quite prepared for. She bent
  down in front of young Billy and pulled his swimsuit right
  off! Right there on the beach - out in the open! Little
  Billy stepped out of his suit and walked naked under the
  shower spray as his mom turned and held the shower valve on.
  "Ooooh! It's Cold!" Little Billy said laughing. He turned
  around playfully trying to splash his brother as he rinsed
  off all over until his mom let go of the valve and the water
  stopped. She tossed little Billy a towel and told him to dry
  off. 
  
  "Freddie, your next," she said. I expected Freddie just to
  step under the shower in his swim trunks as he was quite a
  bit older than his little brother. Instead I was again
  surprised as he nonchalantly dropped his suit and stood
  naked under the showerhead waiting for his mom to turn on
  the water. I became nervous for Freddie and began looking
  around to see if anyone might see him. If I spotted anyone I
  could possibly warn him. There were only a few people
  strolling about - wading in the sand and such. 
  
  His mom turned on the water and Freddie calmly began rinsing
  off. I was amazed at the site of him. I guess I had never
  been exposed to such casual nudity - especially in such a
  public place. I became uncomfortable just looking at his
  unclothed body and averted my eyes. It just didn't seem
  right to just stare. I felt sorry for him having to stand
  naked in front of his mother, his little penis exposed like
  that. When he was through his mom let go of the valve and
  grabbed the towel from little Billy leaving him standing
  naked, exposed to any passersby. She then tossed that same
  towel to Freddie as he stepped away from the pole and began
  to dry off.
  
  "Eddie, your turn," said Aunt Stella sweetly. I was feeling
  really sticky now and rinsing off seemed like a good idea. I
  stepped under the shower and reached for the valve to turn
  on the water myself. The water no sooner hit me than I felt
  my hand being pushed away by my Aunt. The water stopped
  immediately. "Eddie. You can't rinse off that way. Take off
  those trunks first. Otherwise you'll just stay sticky and
  sandy in those."
  
  I couldn't believe what I was hearing! It was one thing for
  my two little nephews to strip naked in public, but I was 12
  - almost 13 years old! I was much bigger than they were in
  many ways. I had even started growing a few hairs down
  there! I looked at her a bit confused. Perhaps she didn't
  realize that I was, well, older - you know, a teenager. I
  couldn't do that right here on the beach in front of
  everyone!  "But Aunt Stella," I protested, "I can't take off
  my swim trunks out here!" 
  
  She stared at me with a puzzled look. "Why not?" she asked
  simply. I was at a loss for words. "Well, just because." Was
  all I could think of to say. My Aunt just shrugged her
  shoulders and replied, "Oh for heaven's sake, stop acting
  silly and get those trunks off." 
  
  She grabbed a hold of my arm as if to pull me closer but I
  instinctively pulled away. "Eddie!" she said sternly. "What
  do you think you are playing at. We have to go now. Get a
  move on young man." I just stood there. We were at an
  impasse. My Aunt then just turned away and started walking
  toward her car without saying a word. I figured I had won
  and that we would all leave just as soon as I rinsed off -
  IN MY SUIT. It was then that I noticed that Little Billy and
  Freddie were just standing with funny looks on their faces.
  Their eyes were big as if they couldn't believe what I had
  done. I had turned around and was facing them and was about
  to say something.
  
  Before I knew what hit me, I felt a painful stinging on the
  back of my legs "HEY!" I screamed as I turned around to see
  my Aunt standing there with a wide black leather strap. She
  was calmly slapping it against the open palm of her hand
  staring directly into my eyes with purpose. 
  
  "Eddie, You are new here and as a guest I'll grant you some
  consideration. But let me make ONE THING PERFECTLY CLEAR,"
  she said raising her voice as she spoke, "You WILL show
  respect to ALL your elders young man. When ANY grown up
  tells you to do something, you had BETTER do what you are
  told. Otherwise you will get the strapping of your life. Do
  you understand?" 
  
  I heard Billy gasp a bit and I turned back to see his face.
  His expression was that of plain fear and it told me that
  she meant business. I calmly turned my gaze back to my Aunt
  feeling sorry that I had disappointed her. "I apologize Aunt
  Stella. It's just that I don't WANT to do this out here. You
  don't understand that . . ."
  
  I was interrupted before I could explain. "Nothing you can
  say alters the fact that I told you to do something and you
  disobeyed. It doesn't MATTER whether you agree or not or
  whether you WANT to or not. YOU, young man, are a CHILD. You
  will OBEY ANY adult that tells you to do something. They are
  OLDER and WISER than you. You many THINK you know what's
  best, but you don't."
  
  She slapped the strap against her hand harder this time for
  emphasis. I began to realize that I had no choice in the
  matter when I heard another lady's voice behind me! As it
  drew closer I heard the lady say, "Why hello Stella, -
  Billy, Freddie. How are you all today?"
  
  My Aunt smiled and looking past me greeted our guest, "Oh
  hi, Jane. I'm fine. Eddie? This is Jane a neighbor friend of
  mine." I turned to nod hello. Jane was a younger lady than
  my Aunt. I'm guessing late 20's or so. She was wearing a two
  piece swimsuit, which accented her body nicely and had a
  towel in her hand. She saw the strap my Aunt was carrying
  and asked, "Everything OK here?"
  
  My Aunt replied, "Eddie is my brother's son. He's visiting
  with us for a couple of weeks while his dad is away on
  business. We were just having a little attitude adjustment."
  Then turning to me continued, "But we've reached an
  understanding, haven't we Eddie?" I was so embarrassed that
  she would say something so private to a stranger. I just
  shook my head yes not knowing what else to do.
  
  "Oh I seeeeee, " said Jane a bit playfully. Then my Aunt
  continued, "Get on with it, Eddie." My legs grew weak as I
  realized that now I would have to strip in front of this
  young lady too! My heart raced as I slowly moved my hands
  toward the waistband of my suit. My aunt then humiliated me
  further by explaining, "You see Jane, Eddie here didn't want
  to rinse off after swimming. He thinks he's too old or
  something." I saw Jane smile as if she understood what was
  about to happen. Well, heck how could she NOT understand?!!
  There were Billy and Freddie standing plain as day buck-
  naked right in front of her. She MUST have known what I was
  dreading. I heard my Aunt sigh once more signaling her
  impatience. I finally mustered up all my courage and,
  turning my back toward Jane and my Aunt, let my suit fall to
  the ground and stepped out of it. I knew that they must have
  been staring at my butt. I could almost feel their eyes upon
  me. I felt the shock of cold water hit me and I let out a
  brief sigh. GOSH it was cold!! My Aunt told me to face
  forward. 
  
  I placed my hands over my crotch covering my privates and
  turned around. I heard Jane giggle a bit and overheard her
  say in a low voice, "Isn't he so cute trying to act like a
  grown man - being modest like that." Her comment made me
  feel two inches tall. Both ladies stared at me as the water
  pelted my chest. My aunt broke the silence by saying,
  "Eddie! Don't just stand there. Raise your arms above your
  head and turn around in circles to rinse off, you silly
  boy."
   
  I almost cried. I knew if I did as she asked I would have to
  show both of them my privates. What would they think? I
  reluctantly raised my arms above my head and exposed my
  self. As I turned around, I looked at Jane's face to see if
  she has the decency to avert her eyes. NOPE! To my horror
  she was staring right at my penis! I could have just died.
  What's more she was smiling too as if she was actually
  enjoying my humiliation! My Aunt made me keep turning much
  longer than I had to, to actually rinse off. On one of my
  turns, when I was facing away from the ladies, I looked down
  to the ground. I felt so ashamed and embarrassed as I
  realized that the cold water had made me shrivel up. My
  penis and balls were sooo tiny!! Here I was worried that I
  was too big to be treated like a little boy. Good grief! I
  wouldn't have won that argument like this. What could be
  worse than having a strange lady see you so tiny?  
  
  I no sooner finished that thought in my mind, when my Aunt
  shut the water off and told me turn around to face them. As
  I stood there DESPARATELY wanting that used towel to cover
  myself, JANE had to interrupt my Aunt. "See Eddie," Jane
  said to me, "That wasn't so hard. Little boys don't have to
  worry about their bodies. When you get older, you'll get
  bigger down there and THEN it might be appropriate for you
  to be modest and hide yourself. But you are young yet. It's
  perfectly OK."  
  
  She was talking to me like I was a little kid! I wanted to
  run away somewhere and have a good cry! 
  
  My aunt finally tossed me the towel when she saw me start to
  shiver a bit and I IMMEDIATELY used it to cover myself as I
  attempted to dry off. I delayed as much as I could, drying
  this part of me and that still keeping part of the towel
  strategically placed to hide my privates. I thought if I
  delayed enough, our guest would leave.
  
  That was not to be. They stood there talking constantly
  about this and that. Finally my aunt seeing that I was dry
  interrupted her conversation and said, "That's fine Eddie.
  Hand me that wet towel, please. We'll be going in a minute."
  I was dumbfounded. My only shred of dignity hiding my shame
  was being forcibly removed from me. As my aunt held out her
  hand I saw that "look" in her eyes that silently told me to
  do as she asked. I reluctantly handed her the towel. I used
  my hands to cover myself but my aunt just chuckled and said
  "Oh Eddie, stop that. People will think your playing with
  yourself." Her remark caused Jane to look at me and chuckle
  a bit. Caught off guard by her remark, I immediately let my
  hands fall to my sides once again exposing myself. 
  
  All I could think of was that no one should be allowed to
  see me naked like this. My body was a very private thing.
  Not even my dad had seen me this way in years! I kept
  wondering what they were thinking and I felt very naughty.
  
  "Are you still planning on coming over tomorrow night?" Jane
  asked my aunt. She replied that she was still hoping to if
  she could get Martha to watch us. They continued to talk for
  what seemed like forever as little Billy, Freddie and I
  stood by. I saw an old man and his wife stroll past in the
  distance next to the water's edge. The lady looked right
  over at us and put her hand up and waved at us. Even though
  she was some ways off I KNEW she got a look at us! How
  humiliating!
  
  As time dragged on I couldn't help but notice Jane. She was
  standing there, maybe two feet from me, wearing practically
  next to nothing herself. Her bikini certainly didn't hide
  much. I had never been to a beach before and I hadn't been
  around women much - certainly not this close and not this
  vulnerable anyway!! I began to feel funny inside. I was
  nervous, and excited and well, I felt just weird. There was
  a lump in my throat too. 
  
  Billy interrupted Aunt Stella, "Mommy?" he said tugging at
  the towel she held in her hand. My aunt seemed a little put
  out and replied "Just a minute, Billy, I'm talking." The two
  ladies continued conversing until little Billy interrupted
  once more, "Mommy?" This time my aunt just ignored him and
  continued speaking with our guest. After a few more minutes
  Billy once again tugged on the towel and said a little more
  urgently, "MOMMY?"
  
  My aunt stopped in mid sentence and said, "ALL RIGHT, Billy,
  what is so important?" Both ladies looked at him awaiting
  his response. Billy simply raised his hand and to my dismay
  pointed right at me and said, "Mommy, Eddie's not little
  anymore!" 
  
  My heart skipped a beat and as both ladies laughed, I looked
  down and saw that my penis was sticking straight up in the
  air! To my horror I had pulled a boner right in front of
  them! My face got flushed and I felt hot all over. I wanted
  to just die as my aunt looked right at my penis and simply,
  "Why yes, Billy, he HAS grown a bit. It's OK though. Now
  hush and let me talk." Both Billy and Freddie continued to
  stare at me and my erect state. I guess they were keenly
  intrigued by me for some reason. Perhaps they had never seen
  an older boy like that before. Heck I didn't even know when
  I started having erections myself. Perhaps they never had
  one. The things that go through your mind at a time like
  this. 
  
  My legs were so weak I wasn't sure if I could remain
  standing. As my aunt continued talking, all I could see was
  Jane, looking at me and smiling. She was obviously enjoying
  my predicament. FINALLY, my aunt said, "Well, Jane, I had
  better go and get poor Eddie home. It was nice to see you
  again."  
  
  My aunt grabbed her sons' hands and started to walk along
  the beach toward her car. She was walking us out to the
  parking lot without a stitch of cover! I realized for the
  first time, that all of us originally came to the beach clad
  only in our swim trunks. We had left our clothing at home!
  People, albeit just a few, were milling around down the
  beach and here we were walking nude toward the parking lot!
  When we reached the car my aunt spread the towel across the
  back seat and told us all to get in. 
  
  I was mortified to realize that we were going to drive home
  like this! My erection was still present and I wished like
  anything that it would go away! Even though it was just a
  short drive, there were other cars in the road. I just knew
  they could see me. I crouched down and used my hands to
  cover myself the whole time. One thought kept replaying in
  my mind - "PLEASE don't let Martha be home when we get
  there!" When we got home I made a mad dash for the front
  door and ran immediately to my room. Fortunately there was
  no sign of my niece. I heard my aunt yell as I slammed my
  bedroom door, "Eddie, put your old clothes back on. I'm not
  fond of washing tons of clothes ya know."
  
  No problem I thought. I was happy just to cover myself!