Aunt Stella - Part 2
BY: Hooked6 Hooked6@hotmail.com
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Aunt Stella - Part 2
By: Hooked6
It took me a while to calm down after the beach incident. I
was a nervous wreck the whole afternoon and did my best to
avoid my aunt. I was ashamed for her to look at me. I just
couldn't bare it. After all, she had seen me naked.
Fortunately she busied herself with housework.
I kept wondering how my nephews tolerated treatment like
that. I mean, didn't they feel shame being naked out in
public like that? They seemed to just accept it after all.
Maybe it was normal in Florida. I had no clue. No further
mention of my nudity was made that afternoon - something for
which I was grateful.
Billy and Freddie were playing out in the yard and I decided
to join them to take my mind off my depression. We played
several games and I actually enjoyed their company. For
little guys, they were a lot of fun. I didn't have many
people to play with at home so I welcomed their energy and
companionship.
Around 5:00pm, Martha came home just in time to help my aunt
set the table for dinner. Shortly after, Aunt Stella called
us in to eat. The conversation around the table was lively
and interesting. My dad and I never talked much at the table
so it was pretty neat - almost like we were a real family. I
liked that. I cringed though at the possibility that SOMEONE
would tattle on what had happened at the beach. I didn't
think I could bear having Martha know too. To my relief not
a word was said.
After dinner Martha went to the front room and gabbed on the
telephone for hours. My nephews and I watched TV for awhile
until my aunt came into the room and announced it was bath
time. Billy and Freddie got up and followed my aunt to the
bathroom without hesitation. Gee, they were pretty obedient
kids I thought. They didn't put up a fuss like many kids I
knew would have done. I continued watch TV alone interrupted
by the occasional laughter from Martha as she talked on the
phone in the other room.
My concentration was broken when I heard my aunt say
smartly, "And what are you waiting for young man, a special
invitation?" I looked up a bit surprised. I hadn't thought
that I was supposed to take a bath too. She pointed her
finger toward the bathroom and I got up. My aunt followed me
down the hall and ushered me into the small bath area. There
were Billy and Freddie sitting in the tub busily washing
away. I stood there waiting my turn thinking that they would
be through soon but I nearly fell over when I felt my aunt
lifting my shirt over my head! "Hurry up before the water
gets cold." She said.
I was amazed. "You want me to get in that tub with THEM?
There's no room," I said hoping to persuade her to let me
take my own bath and thus affording me some privacy. "I
don't mind waiting, honest," I said thoughtfully.
My aunt just shook her head, "Honestly, I don't know what
I'm going to do with you." She said as my shirt left my
body. She reached for my pants but I quickly took hold of
them and said, "OK, I'll get in, but I'd rather undress
myself if that's OK?" I figured that if she thought I was
going to bathe willingly she would leave the room and I
could get it over with without her seeing me naked again.
"Suit yourself," she said. "But you had better do a good
job." She watched as I took off my pants and was standing in
just my underwear. As I put my hands in the waistband she
turned and left. I quickly shut the bathroom door hoping to
send a signal to leave us alone. I wanted to lock it but
there was no lock on the handle. I stripped off and
immediately got in and started washing. I wanted to be
through before she came back.
I was almost done when suddenly the door burst open and I
gasped at the sudden intrusion. I instinctively covered
myself. It was my aunt. She had three towels in her hand and
laid them on the counter. She turned and looked at the three
of us crammed into the tub and smiled. She then causally
picked up all the dirty clothes from the floor and left
taking them with her. I worried that I was going to be stuck
in the bathroom with nothing but a towel for cover.
As I was drying off the door burst open again. It was Aunt
Stella. I quickly dropped the towel from drying my hair and
covered my privates. The boys just stood there naked as if
it was no big deal. "Here are your nightshirts boys," She
said as she laid them on the counter. "Eddie, you can wear
one of Freddie's shirts."
I shook my head and said, "Oh that's OK. I can get dressed
in my own clothes." My aunt frowned a bit and said, "Oh no
you don't. Your dad didn't pack that much clothing for you
and I'm not washing until you're ready to go home. I've got
better things to do. No, you can just wear this every
night."
"BUT . . ." I stammered. But my aunt was gone.
The boys put on their over-sized shirts over their naked
bodies. They didn't have on any underclothes. When I asked
about that they said simply, "Mom gives us clean stuff in
the morning." They then hurriedly left the room. I looked at
my shirt. It was a football jersey-like T-shirt. This won't
be so bad I thought. At least it's a cool looking shirt.
When I put the shirt over my head and let it fall over my
body I got the shock of my life! It BARELY covered my
privates! It was then that I realized that it was Freddie's
shirt. What was over-sized on him barely fit me!! I looked
at myself in the mirror. If I was careful I could keep
myself covered - but ONLY if I was careful. I decided to
sneak into my room and grab a pair of my jockey shorts to
put on - you know, as a safety precaution. No sooner had I
opened the bathroom door than I walked into my aunt coming
down the hall.
She put her arm around me and led me toward the living room.
I carefully tugged at the bottom of the shirt just to be
sure I was covered. "Let's all watch some TV," She said.
Fortunately Martha was still on the phone in the other room.
I clumsily sat on the chair across the room as my nephews
joined their mom on the couch.
No sooner had I gotten interested in the program the
doorbell rang! I instinctively wanted to run but was afraid
to. My heart began beating faster wondering who it might me.
My aunt answered the door and it was Jane and another lady -
a bit older but very pretty. After my aunt bid them welcome
and they entered the house, I pretended to be invisible and
kept watching TV. I heard them talking about some "to-do"
Jane was having the next day and who was going to bring what
and stuff like that. It was all pretty mundane until I
became aware that they were looking at me!
"SOME-body got some sun today," Jane said teasingly as she
pointed at me. The other lady visitor - Susan, got up and
walked over to me and said "I don't believe I know you,
young man." MY aunt introduced me and explained the reason
for my stay. The lady then pulled my shirt aside looking at
my neck and said, "He really DID get a lot of sun. It's
going to really be sore after awhile and will probably peel
if you don't put something on it."
Jane came over as if to confirm the visitor's opinion.
"She's right, Stella. Look how red he is." Sunburn, I
thought? I guess maybe THAT was why I had felt so hot all
afternoon. I thought it was just because I was embarrassed
most of the time.
My aunt came over and told me to stand up and turn around so
that she could see how bad it was. I became really nervous
and CAREFULLY stood up and turned my back toward the crowd -
all the while keeping a tight grip on the hem of my shirt.
My aunt pulled the neck opening away from my skin and looked
down my back. After a long pause she finally said, "Hmmmm,
well, it IS pretty red. I guess a little Aloe lotion
wouldn't hurt. After all he's got two more weeks here and I
would hate to see him miss out on all the fun. Jane, would
you get me that bottle of lotion on the kitchen counter?"
My aunt kept me facing toward the wall with my back toward
the crowd by keeping her hand gently on my shoulder awaiting
Jane's return. My heart began pounding faster and faster as
I pondered the possibilities. When Jane returned my worst
fears were confirmed! My aunt's hand left my shoulder and I
felt her grab hold of the bottom of my shirt and start to
raise it over my head in order to apply the lotion!!
There was no way I was going to strip again in front of
strangers. I held on tightly to the bottom of my shirt and
resisted her efforts. "Eddie," she said firmly but politely,
"Let go of this shirt. I need to put lotion on your back."
I shook my head and held my ground. "NO!" I protested. My
aunt grew angry and asked, "ARE YOU REFUSING ME YOUNG MAN?"
"I'll do it myself," I replied. My aunt laughed cautiously
as if to diffuse the situation and said, "Eddie, don't be
silly. You can't put lotion on your OWN back. Now straighten
up before I get mad." I held my ground and grabbed hold of
my shirt all the more. My aunt then said firmly in no
unmistakable terms, "I told you this afternoon what would
happen if you disobeyed me again didn't I?" I mentally
pictured that thick black strap and decided that would
probably be very painful. In the speed of light I
rationalized that I was at least facing the wall so I let go
of my shirt rather than risk further confrontation.
My aunt wasted no time in pulling it over my head.
Mercifully she handed it to me to hold and I immediately put
it in my hands in front of me and let it hang down covering
my privates. There I was, naked once again this time showing
my bare butt to two ladies I didn't even really know. The
lotion was cool to the skin and felt good as she rubbed it
on my shoulders. It took some time to rub in working slowly
and purposefully down my back. No one said a word the whole
time and I could swear that there was electricity in the air
as everyone watched! When she was finishing up on my lower
back, Jane said, "Don't forget the back of his thighs. They
look a bit burnt too."
Feeling my aunt's hands rub my thighs above my knees had a
chilling effect on me. I didn't think it was appropriate for
a woman to touch somebody there. As I was sorting through
all the confusing sensations I was experiencing I heard
Martha enter the room and say "Hey everybody, what's going
on?"
Jane said hello to Martha and replied that I had gotten a
little too much sun at the beach. I couldn't believe what
was happening to me!! It was bad enough having two adult
ladies see my naked butt but now MARTHA! I was hoping like
crazy never to even come close to having her see me like
this. I was humiliated beyond words.
Martha drew closer to see for herself. I saw her standing
right behind me looking presumably at my back, but I KNEW it
was my BUTT she was taking in. I pulled my shirt ever closer
to my privates and looked down to be sure I was totally
covered. Feeling my aunt's hands rubbing my thighs with
creamy lotion and realizing that Martha, my 16 year old
niece was seeing me half naked caused the worst thing I that
could have EVER happened to me - I felt myself getting hard.
I could feel it growing under the shirt I was holding in
front of me. I carefully applied pressure to my penis with
my hand hoping to prevent it from growing but it was like it
had a mind of its own. The more I tried to keep it from
growing, the more it grew.
Soon my aunt finished and stood up again. There was an
awkward moment when nothing happened. I was sure that
everyone was wondering what was going to happen next. It was
then I heard her say, "Martha, go get blackie for me,
please."
I heard Martha chuckle and reply, "ah, blackie? . . . why
SURE!" she said with pure excitement in her voice. What the
heck was blackie? I mused to myself. I didn't have long to
ponder that question. My aunt immediately put her hand on my
shoulder and spun me around to face everyone in the room. It
happened so suddenly that my heart almost stopped from pure
fright. I was standing with my shirt hanging between my legs
barely concealing my most intimate secrets. My penis was
sticky straight up underneath my cover and I was deathly
afraid that they all knew what I was hiding under my shirt!
The guests looked intently at me without emotion as I stood
there. Then I saw Martha return with blackie - it was that
wide, black STRAP I saw at the beach!!!!
My legs grew weak and I felt all the life draining from my
body. My aunt took the strap from my niece who then took up
a front row seat on the floor. "I warned you this afternoon
what would happen if you disobeyed me, didn't I?"
"But, But" I stammered, "I didn't mean to . . "
"Enough of that. I told you I would make an allowance
because you are a visitor here and I did. You got off
without having any consequences this afternoon didn't you?"
I shook my head affirmatively. My aunt continued, "yet you
deliberately EMBARRASSED me in front of my guests this
evening by creating such a scene over something as silly as
Aloe lotion! DIDN'T YOU?" she asked with a shout.
I meekly shook my head yes not knowing what else to do.
I could see Martha moving her head around from side to side
trying to get a better view of my body. Her efforts were not
lost on me and only added to my arousal. My aunt wouldn't
strap me in front of all these people - especially not in
front of Martha would she?
In a flash my aunt stepped to one side of me and yanked the
shirt I was holding clean out of my hands. The quickness of
her move startled me and to my horror my erect penis was
plainly in view for all to see.
I heard Martha make a little gasp and the other two ladies
just smiled. That made my penis jump a bit and I'm sure was
the reason it strained to get even taller.
"Weeeellll" said my aunt in a mocking tone. "I guess it's
YOUR turn to be embarrassed now, huh?" She stood there
keeping me on display for what seemed like forever. All eyes
were riveted on me. No one looked away. My face must have
gotten beat red because Jane remarked, "I guess he really IS
embarrassed! Just look at how red his face is!" At that
everyone laughed, even my two little nephews.
"Not as red as his little ass is going to be in a minute,"
Susan, the other neighbor lady said. My aunt turned me
around and made me bend over a bit and put my hands against
the wall. I tensed my muscles awaiting what was sure to
come. WHACK!! Man did that sting! I yelped with pain. My
aunt asked, "Eddie what number was that?"
"One," I answered. SLAP!
"And that?" my aunt asked again. "Two" I whimmpered. I then
noticed that Martha had moved, taking a position directly at
my side so she could see not only the strap find its mark
but my penis bounce as my body reacted to each blow.
Though I fought back the tears, as I really didn't want
those girls seeing me cry like a baby, by number 8 I was
openly weeping. By 12, I was crying at the top of my lungs
begging her to stop. I was so ashamed of myself begging for
leniency like a 5-year old. But there I was doing exactly
that.
She stopped at 13 - my new lucky number. She left me
standing there whimpering for a minute then demanded,
"Eddie, Turn around and face me."
I did as instructed. "Have you learned your lesson?" she
asked. I shook my head yes too short of breath to even utter
a word. "Do you understand that you must obey ANY elder that
tells you to do something?" she continued. I immediately
shook my head yes again. "EVEN MARTHA or ANYONE older than
you. Do you understand?" she persisted.
I was shocked by Martha's inclusion as she wasn't that much
older than me. I whimpered a "yes" this time finally gaining
control of my emotions.
"YES, WHAT?" Aunt Stella asked.
"Yes I will obey my elders," I said meekly, "even Martha."
My aunt came over and gave me a hug, which surprised me a
bit and said, "Now apologize to our guests."
I was made to present myself first to Jane and then to her
friend and say "I'm sorry." She then pointed to my nephews
and I stood before them on the couch and did the same. My
aunt then put her hand on my shoulder and led me before
Martha who was still sitting on the floor looking up at me.
My penis was only a few inches above her face. "And lastly,
to Martha," she instructed.
Looking down at my niece seeing her smile and then drop her
eyes to stare at my penis made it jump a little, which
caused her to grin from ear to ear. That sent chills up my
spine.
"Normally you would have to do corner time, but I'll
dispense with that THIS time since this was your first time
experiencing family punishment. Next time you won't get off
so easy. Now get off to bed and think about what just
happened. I ran off down the hall, grateful that my exposure
was over. My aunt didn't give me my shirt back but I wasn't
about to go back and ask for it. I just jumped under the
sheet of my bed naked and laid there till I finally fell
asleep.