THE VACATION - PART 2
  BY: HOOKED6  (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
  
  Copyright October 15, 2000 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved.
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  THE VACATION - PART 2
  BY: Hooked6
  
  To make up lost time, my aunt continued to drive for and
  hours without stopping. Very little conversation occurred
  between us. She did tell me that she had to reach a certain
  place by 5:00pm, though I wasn't sure why. I kept a firm
  grip on my T-shirt holding it carefully over my lap so as to
  hide my near naked condition. The closer to 5:00 o'clock it
  came, the faster my aunt drove until even I became
  uncomfortable with her driving.
  
  Finally she turned off at an exit and headed for a hotel. It
  was one of those nationwide chain-type Inns. She pulled up
  under the canopy and got out of the car. "You wait here
  Billy while I check us in," she said. I watched her through
  the glassed front entrance as she made the necessary
  arrangements and returned with the key to our room. We drove
  around the u-shaped hotel and parking in front of the back
  building. 
  
  I stayed in the car as my aunt began unpacking the trunk.
  "Billy, I could use some help here," she said in a rather
  put out tone. "BUT, I'm only wearing a T-shirt," I answered
  her in an attempt to remind her of my attire. My aunt only
  shook her head and retorted, "And just whose fault is that
  young man?" 
  She was right. I was somewhat ashamed that I did mess things
  up a bit. I carefully got out of the car. My shirt was just
  long enough to cover my genitals so I thought that if I was
  careful I wouldn't be discovered. My aunt handed me my
  suitcase and a cloth bag to carry. Holding on to these
  items, I was worried that I wouldn't able to keep myself
  covered as much as I wanted to. My heart was beating fast as
  we walked across the open parking lot and following my aunt
  up a row of stairs. I was hoping nobody would see me like
  this. Pajamas in public is one thing but wearing just a T-
  shirt was a different thing altogether.
  
  As we reached the second floor and were walking along the
  rows of rooms, a door opened up ahead and two teenage girls
  stepped out. They looked to be about 17 or 18 at the most. I
  was starting to panic as I really didn't want them to see me
  like this. One of the girls waved and said, "KATE! You
  finally got here!" My aunt placed her belongings on the
  ground and ran to greet the girls giving each a hug. She
  obviously knew them and it appeared as though they were
  expecting us. But - who where they?
  
  My aunt called out to me, "Billy come here and meet some
  dear friends of mine." Turning to the girls she continued,
  "Amanda and Susie, meet my nephew Billy." The girls both
  looked at me smiling and said almost in unison, "Hello
  Billy! It's NICE to see you." I saw their eyes look down at
  my crotch. I knew that they must have realized that I was
  naked underneath my shirt. The girls bid me hello and my
  aunt explained that the two girls worked with her at one of
  her jobs and were going to travel with us to the cabin and
  spend a little time relaxing. 
  
  As we walked to our room, Amanda said that they were able to
  get the adjoining room for the night. As my aunt unlocked
  the door, Susie asked, "What's with the T-shirt on Billy?"
  My aunt shook her head and I watched as her expression got
  very serious. She replied, "You wouldn't believe it but
  Billy here had an accident on the trip." I couldn't believe
  what I was hearing. She wasn't going to TELL them was she?
  The girls looked at each other with puzzled looks. My aunt
  continued, "Yes that's right. . .He peed his pants! Can you
  believe it?" The girls started to laugh out loud. "I had to
  stop the car on the side of the Interstate highway so he
  could finish peeing or else he would have wet the entire
  front seat! And of course, there was NO WAY I was going to
  let him sit in my car with wet pants so I threw them out
  after he was done and he had to ride without them all the
  way here."
  
  I was so humiliated! Why did she have to tell them that?
  Just then, Susie, who was standing behind me, lifted up my
  shirt exposing my butt. "He IS naked under there! Thought
  so!" she said. I swatted her hand away. Aunt Kate saw this
  and scolded me like a little kid, "You behave yourself young
  man or I'll tan your hide but good, you understand me?" I
  shook my head submissively. "I don't know," she said, "if he
  acts like a little kid maybe I'm going to have to start
  treating him like one." I must have turned a deep red with
  embarrassment. That's the last thing I needed was to have
  these girls thinking I was some sort of kid!
  
  Once inside, Susie showed my aunt the connecting door
  between our rooms. I started to sit on the bed when all of a
  sudden my aunt screamed at me like I had just done something
  horrible, "BILLY! What do you think you are doing!?" I just
  shrugged my shoulders. "You march yourself into that
  bathroom and get a bath this instant. You aren't messing up
  the bed with your pee odor!" As I turned to leave, I was
  stopped short by someone pulling on my shirt. I heard Aunt
  Kate say, "Hold it right there buster! This has got to go in
  the garbage."
  
  My aunt started to pull my shirt off as Amanda and Susie
  stood silently watching. "AUNT KATE! NOT IN FRONT OF THE
  GIRLS!" I pleaded. I quickly grabbed a hold of my shirt with
  both hands and desperately tried to hold it down. That was a
  mistake. My aunt wasn't in the mood for any of this. She
  slapped my face HARD and said in a very authoritative tone,
  "KNOCK IT OFF young man or else!" The suddenness of her blow
  to my face shocked me AND the girls. My own parents never
  spanked me. I mean hitting just wasn't done. I was
  dumbfounded and just stood there looking at her in utter
  disbelief. 
  
  "That's better," she said as my body went limp. The girls
  just stood there looking and waiting to see if my aunt was
  really going to strip me in front of them. Even I could
  sense the air was thick with their anticipation! With one
  quick and easy movement she had my shirt over my head and I
  was naked before these two, young and pretty girls. My
  hairless penis and balls were in full view of them. My heart
  began to race as I was frozen in fear not knowing what to
  do. I did have enough sense, however, to discern the joy on
  the faces of Amanda and Susie at their unexpected good
  fortune!  I was jolted back to reality when my aunt said,
  "WELL?" I quickly ran into the bathroom out of sight and
  obediently turned on the faucet to fill the tub. Over the
  noise of the running water I heard my aunt say, "Amanda,
  watch him will you while Susie and I go to the store to get
  a few things. Make sure he does a good job. You know how
  LITTLE boys are." I heard them all laughing over my aunt's
  emphasis on the word "little" and soon after I heard the
  door slam. I quickly got up to shut the bathroom door before
  Amanda could carry out my aunt's instructions but I was too
  late, she was already standing in the doorway looking at me
  with a smile on my face. 
  
  "And just what do you think you are doing?" Amanda said as
  she stood with her arms crossed. Sensing my situation was
  hopeless I returned to filling the tub as she stood over me.
  When the tub was half full I quickly got in and sat down.
  Using one hand to cover myself, I picked up the small soap
  in the other hand and started to rub it over my chest.
  Amanda, seeming to enjoy her newfound authoritative role
  over me said, "That's no way to wash. You can't do a good
  job like that!" She moved next to the tub and knelt down
  beside me saying, "Would you like for me to show you how
  it's done?"
  
  I quickly shook my head no and started to use both hands. I
  resumed washing my chest and neck when Amanda interrupted me
  once again saying, "You're supposed to be washing off where
  you peed on yourself. Don't tell me you peed all over your
  face too." I just looked at her silently as she laughed at
  her own witty remark. Amanda then looked at me with a cute
  smile and said coyly, "YOU know where you have to clean. . .
  get to it or I"LL do it for you!"    
  
  I reached under the water with my hand holding the soap and
  moved slowly toward my crotch. I was so nervous. I couldn't
  believe that I was going to have to wash my most private
  parts while this teenage girl watched!! Before I even had
  time to finish that thought, however, Amanda reached out and
  was pulling on my arm. "Stand up you idiot. You can't lather
  up under water!" She used her strength to pull me up and
  turned me toward her as she continued to kneel next to the
  tub. My cock was at her eye level. "THAT'S better. NOW you
  can wash," she said. Not having the courage to actually
  touch myself in front of her, I stalled using the soap to
  make a lather in my hands. I did this for quite sometime
  until I realized that by standing there she was getting an
  eyeful and the only way to end this was to wash myself. I
  put the soap down and reached between my legs with my soapy
  hand and started to wash my balls.
  
  The soap felt good against my smooth balls and the fact that
  Amanda had a smile as big as Montana didn't help matters.
  "That's good," she praised, "Don't forget that dick of
  yours." I sighed and grabbed my penis and started stroking
  it with soap. The erotic nature of having her stare at me,
  and the slippery soap gliding across my shaft was too much
  for me. I began to get aroused. "OH NO!" I thought! I
  quickly stopped washing hoping that would stop the erection
  but Amanda must have seen my penis stretching out parallel
  to the floor and commanded, "That's not good enough. Wash
  some more. I don't want to get blamed if your aunt doesn't
  think you did a good job."
  
  I resumed my washing and in no time I was as hard as a rock.
  My heart was pounding and I was really feeling a level of
  excitement that was hard to describe - a mixture of
  embarrassment and arousal that I had never felt before!
  
  I unilaterally made the decision that I was through and sat
  down to rinse off and declared that I was clean. Amanda
  apparently agreed and told me to get out of the tub. I was
  relieved when I saw her turn her back to me. I assumed she
  was leaving the room. As I got out of the tub, however,
  Amanda turned back toward me holding a towel stretched
  between her arms. Before I could protest, she wrapped it
  around me and began drying me like I was some helpless
  little kid. "I can dry myself," I said but to no avail. I
  almost came in the towel when I felt her hands drying my
  privates. There was a gleam in her eye as her hand did the
  necessary drying action between my legs. SHE knew what she
  had a hold of and what she was doing to me! After several
  deliberate, slow methodical drying motions, she stopped and
  took the towel away exposing my hard, erect penis once
  again. After inspecting her handiwork, she tossed the towel
  on the counter and took me by the hand into the next room
  and sat me on the bed.
  
  As I sat there naked on the bed I asked Amanda if I could
  get dressed. "No, you had better stay this way until your
  aunt gets back. You saw the way she was before she left. I'm
  not getting into trouble on your account."
  
  I was ashamed of my body. My small, erect penis stuck
  straight up between my legs drawing attention to itself as I
  sat there. A small drop of pre-cum glistened at its tip.
  Amanda just stood there looking at me in silence. I wondered
  what she thought of all this. I tried to cover myself
  thinking that I could hide my shame but Amanda saw what I
  was about to do and said, "Now Billy, you aren't going to
  PLAY with yourself are you?" Her words cut right through my
  very being. I dropped my hands back at my sides. There was
  no way I could explain what I was trying to do. It would
  have made matters worse.
  
  Just then there was a knock on the door! I heard an
  unfamiliar female voice say, "HOUSEKEEPING!" 
  
  I gasped. Amanda went to the door and looked out through the
  peephole as I sat motionless on the bed. "Oh, your aunt must
  have requested a roll-away bed for you." As I was trying to
  figure out what a roll-away bed was, to my horror, Amanda
  opened the door! "Bring it right in," she said as she held
  the door open for the hotel lady. 
  
  Amanda stepped aside to let the lady in as I covered myself
  with both hands. The housekeeper was in her thirties and was
  quite pretty for an older lady. She was pushing a bed on
  wheels that was folded in the middle. Once inside the room
  with the contraption, the housekeeper looked up and saw me
  sitting naked on the bed. "OH! I'm sorry!" She said
  apologetically, "I didn't mean to interrupt!" Amanda quickly
  laughed and told her it was all right and that I had just
  gotten out of the bath. 
  
  The lady struggled a bit moving a table to make room for the
  bed next to the window. "BILLY!" Shouted Amanda, "Don't just
  sit there, Help her move that!" I was mortified. Not knowing
  what else to do, I sighed and got up and walked over to the
  housekeeper. Stopping next to the table as she watched my
  every move, I swallowed hard, moved my hands away from my
  crotch and grabbed a hold of one end of the table with both
  hands. As I did so my erect cock was in plain view of her
  and my balls hung just above the top of the table. The
  housekeeper smiled and then looked sympathetically at me and
  said softly almost in a whisper, "I'm sorry if I caused
  that." I knew she thought that she was responsible my state
  of arousal. I wanted to thank her somehow for her
  understanding but her empathy made me even more excited. I
  didn't know how to respond to her comment so I just looked
  at her. I think she knew what I was trying to say. After a
  few awkward moments with her staring at me, Amanda took
  charge. 
  
  "Let's put the table over by the dresser and TV," instructed
  Amanda. I took baby steps backwards working my way over to
  the dresser as the hotel lady followed. My cock bounced a
  little with each baby step and soon a small string of pre-
  cum reached the tabletop. If the lady noticed, which I'm
  sure she must have, she at least was kind enough not to say
  anything.      
  
  After opening the bed up and placing directly underneath the
  window, the maid said, 'I'll be back with some bed linens
  later. With that she gave me one long look up and down as I
  stood there, then she left.