Necrofantasy_New November 20

[Themarble]

Maybe this will turn into a Mexican stand off? A jerk off? I can't wait for more teen fan!!

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 16. Tasty But Terrible Treatment


When Cousin Janie yelled from the doorway, Timothy was too scared to open his eyes. He could tell Janie was shocked, surprised, maybe
horrified at what she found the three kids doing. But at the same time she sounded like she was also finding it all to be amusing. As Janie
came into the room she didn't become overly angry. Though she did want to know what the hell was going on.

As soon as the loud voice sounded out the hand wrapped around Tim's dick let go. Tim can hear Muffy scrambling to her feet, rushing over to
the bed.

"Biffy...what are you doing?" Janie asked, and for the longest time Biff was frozen stiff. He didn't move a muscle, and that left the front of
his bulge slammed up against Tim's nose.

"Why are you sticking your crotch on my cousin's face?"

Finally Biff found a way to speak, and he defended himself brilliantly, "It's all her fault. She said we should do what Tim wanted. We had to
Ass fixate on him. I mean we are smothering him. Muffy smothered him first."

"We didn't hurt him none. And he really likes it. He does," and Muffy also has to try to defend her actions.

Tim didn't defend himself. He just lay there like he was dead.

The first thing Janie did was tell Biff to stand up. Then she knelt down to check on the condition her cousin was in. Perhaps she had some
concern for Tim's safety, and as Tim squinted his eyes he could see the shadowy figure of Janie leaning over him, checking out his breathing.
Janie touches the tips of her fingers to Tim's stomach, making her cousin twitch and move around, confirming he was faking the dying act.

"I see he's still breathing. But why is he so shiny down here. His tummy and dick...his balls too...what is this stuff on here. I told you nobody
can touch him there. He had medication stuff on his skin."

"We gave him more medicine," Biff says, and the sound of his voice seemed confident, like he knew he and his sister had done no wrong. He
sounded so self assured.

"What is this medicine? Show it to me."

Biff ran to where the plastic container lay on the floor. He picked it up, then walking slower he handed it to Janie. Janie looks at the oval
shaped tub in her hand and she laughs.

"You call this medicinal? This is just freaking butter," and Janie opened the lid to see the mangled remains of a chunk. "There's hardly any left. That's all the butter we have in this house...and you two ruined it. What if my mom wants to bake biscuits in the oven tonight...huh?"

The room gets silent. What can anyone say to fix things, to make it better.

"But, but butter is good for burns, right. My grandma said so," Biff says as his final act of defense.

Janie becomes silent for a moment, and Tim sneaks another peak at his cousin. She was definitely thinking hard on something. Then she
looked downward again, and her eyes get wider and her face get more angry.

"Are those stains of butter on my carpet? I told you guys not to make a mess. Now I come in here to see you all engaged in some sort of sex
orgy and using my butter as part of your foreplay games. I'm going to have quite a report to tell your daddy when he picks you up."

At the thoughts of dear ol Daddy picking them up and being given a full report as to their monstrous behavior, both Muffy and Biff rush over to
Janie. Falling down on their knees, they beg in unison to be spared. Tim has to watch this, keeping his eyes open all the way now. Seeing the
brother/sister pair pleading for their lives was quite a sight. Timothy chuckles, and fortunately the sound of that is drowned out by the voices
of Muffy and Biff pleading for mercy.

"If you want mercy you wil both do what I tell you. No questions or complaints. You got it?"

Both Muffy and Biff nod their heads. They look so relieved that Janie won't be tattling on them. That daddy must be strict if such tough kids
showed so much fear.

"You smothered Timmy first? This was your idea?" Janie turns to the twelve year old girl, and she grips her by the wrist.

"Yes. I thought of it. Timmy said something about suffocation. He'd pretend to be killed by it."

"And how did you smother Timmy?...come on...tell me how you were smothering him."

"I...I pressed my panties onto his face."

"No wonder the front of your panties are so wet. It's like you took a bath in your undies. Take that filthy thing off. Take em off...bra too."

Timothy no longer pretends to be asleep, or passed out, and he certainly no longer acts dead. His dick had begun to soften, but when he heard
the order to strip directed at Muffy, his penis jolted fully awake again, as did Tim's interest. Tim gets partly raised up, leaning on his elbows.
The sight of Muffy standing next to the bed, wearing small white cotton undies that she must now take off, was priceless to behold. Tim has never seen a girl near his age be forced to strip before. Such experiences can't be missed, even for a guy who normally prefers the darkness of not knowing or seeing most things that cause discomfort to himself or others.

It turned into an incredible show, better than any funhouse attraction, except for the vampire girl who let Tim suck her breast, better than
any movie or stunt on the street he had seen before. Getting to see a girl his age, or almost his age, have to get naked....wow...Tim thinks he's died and gone to heaven.

Muffy's face first turned pale, then it turned red when she unclasped the back of her bra. She tried to look anywhere but at either her brother
or at Timothy lying on the carpet. Amazing, if this is mercy granted by the babysitter, what kind of punishments did they fear would happen at
home if Daddy found out?

If Janie was granting mercy, brother Biff had none in his heart. "I told you she has small titties," the friendly and most caring brother shouted out. The color of Muffy's nipples was like that of Strawberry ice cream, pink and tasty. The girl's skin is a creamy white, matching nicely with her blond hair, and the only color to her body are those two perfectly round nipples perfectly pushing out from her mostly flat chest.

As Muffy hesitates, the babysitter has to speed things up. "Come on now. Halfway there. Get the rest of it off and show off those hot legs
and tight twat to these two horny boys."

Even from his prone position several feet away, Tim can see the slight tremors in the girl's hands as she slides the cotton panties down her
smooth and well defined legs. Muffy doesn't have any wide hips so her lower half doesn't have that typical womanly shape. She tries to cover
herself but Janie smacked her on the arm, told her to quit covering. Timothy got another shock, seeing the girl who acts so tough, acts so
sophisticated and knowledgeable, doesn't have any hair down there. Muffy's pussy is hair free, nothing obscuring the well defined slit that
is like two tight folds with something in between. In a way it reminded Tim of the side edge of a peanut butter cracker. There are two edges
that are the two crackers, and in between one can see the peanut butter layer. Well, Muffy's slit looked exactly like that.

"Put your hands on your head, Muffy. Then spread your legs apart...there you go, keep spreading...nice n wide."

Muffy does as directed, arms behind the head, legs spread and she looks like she's in the perfect position to be frisked by a police officer, except
everything Muffy has to hide is already out in the open.

"Biff, hand me that tub of butter," the babysitter demands. "You guys ruined this. But there is some remaining. No reason to let it go to
waste."

Muffy looks down in horror as the top of the plastic tub is removed. The quarter stick of butter inside looks squished and mangled, definitely
something you don't want to find in the refrigerator. Janie holds the tub out toward Biff.

"Take a small piece of this. Warm it up in your hand. How would you like to butter your sister's little biscuits?"

That was a silly question, what brother could turn down the chance to fondle his older sister's boobs, especially when he could coat them with
fresh butter. Biff went to work with gusto and glee. He grinned like a madman in a horror movie, and it must have been horrific for poor Muffy.

Tim didn't have to look down to know how his dick was responding. As soon as Muffy was displaying all of her goods and wares, his penis started
pulsing and throbbing. Muffy's chest was glistening, reflecting light from the overhead light fixture, all oiled up and ready for more action.
Biff squeezed Muffy's nipples a few times as well, getting little yipping sounds out of his sister. Janie hands the butter tub back to Biff.

The next thing was even more of a turn on. Cousin Janie took her role as a disciplinarian seriously. Janie moved behind Muffy, and she laid
a dozen or so smacks on the girl's behind with the bare hand. Muffy's face turned even redder. Biff's face became even more ecstatic and
enthused, as he showed every tooth he has with his grin. Muffy's body shook and trembled, and if her tits were larger they'd jiggle like Jello,
but Muffy's petite little nips topped nubs barely moved.

"How does that feel, Muffy. Describe how your ass feels right now," and Janie really laid it on thick with the verbal punishment as well.

"It hurts. It burns."

"Oh...it burns does it. Well, we have the perfect thing to soothe burns right here. Biff, hand me some butter will you."

For the next few minutes Timothy stares and practically drools down his chin as his cousin administers first aid to Muffy's red and burning bottom.
He can see the arm motion as the hand goes round and round, placing partially melted butter onto Muffy's behind. Those golden globes must
have been glistening red when Janie got through with them. Better still, Janie then reached around, and she rubbed the oozing yellow buttery
spread across Muffy's pussy. Muffy turned pale again, and her breathing nearly stopped when Janie's finger found the groove and slid up and
down with slippery ease, enhanced by so much lubricant that wasn't already seeping out from the hidden nooks and crannies lower and deeper
between Muffy's firm legs.

Muffy was panting, whimpering like a scolded puppy. Tim's penis throbbed something fierce and he so desperately wished he could touch himself.

"Okay girl, that's it for you. No clothes until I say so. You'll have to take a shower eventually I suppose. But for now...you can walk around as
our beautiful Miss Butter Buns. Don't sit down anywhere. You must stand up from now on."

Janie turns her face toward the still goofy grinning brother of Muffy, and she announces the next phase of her diabolical plan. "Okay nucklehead
number two. It's your turn. Take off your underwear."

[TeenFan]

I'm pleased and honored to know Hooked6 read my story, since almost all posts by Hooked6 are on ENF.
Every now and then I have to toss in a naked girl to spice things up.
I just can't keep anyone's clothes on in my stories. I want everyone who is a teen (or almost a teen) to end up naked.

[Hooked6]

I'm pleased and honored to know Hooked6 read my story, since almost all posts by Hooked6 are on ENF.
Every now and then I have to toss in a naked girl to spice things up.
I just can't keep anyone's clothes on in my stories. I want everyone who is a teen (or almost a teen) to end up naked.

I like how you expertly blend both genders into your stories at times. I am a fan of both ENF and ENM stories but I also write ENM quite a lot. I got started writing male humiliation back in 1999 as a matter of fact at Blondies' original site. I guess you can say I am an equal opportunity offender.

I am enjoying this story very much and look forward to seeing what happens next.

Hooked6

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 17. Gulping For Air

(Warning: Slightly Unwelcome Oral Contact with a Boy)


"It's your turn. Take off your underwear."

Those were the words that got Biff to look shocked. It seems strange to Tim that the younger boy would be surprised. After all, Biff had a
hand in doing the dirty deed of extra unwanted doctoring on Tim's dick and other body parts.

"But, but I didn't do anything," the eleven year old protested.

"You were both taking advantage of my cousin's condition. You didn't have to hold him down and give his face a lap dance, now did you?"

"Biff grabbed Tim's dick," Muffy shouts out, making a pathetic attempt to make herself look better. After all, it was Muffy's hand that was
wrapped around the penis, happily jerking on it when the babysitter entered the bedroom.

"No more excuses. No more beating around the bush. Get those undies off and I want you to stand over here by me," Janie sits down on the
bed.

Biff knows he can't hold out, or he'll risk worser punishments. He slides the white briefs off of him, then drops them to the floor. Biff has the
same hair color as his sister, a light golden blond, and the skin of his butt and hips is the same creamy white as the sister. The lower legs and
upper body are much darker. Biff must run around outside a lot with only shorts on. Now he will be running around the house with a lot less.

"Come over here, stand next to me...and turn around to face your sister. I seem to recall Biffy boy making fun of his sister's itty bitty titties.
Come closer, Muffy...what do you see here? How impressive is your younger brother? Tell me what you see."

With her face and body still showing signs of distress, Muffy steps closer to the bed and her brother. Her demeaner improves remarkably when
she gets the opportunity to pick on and tease Biff, which must be a normal thing for her, but now she has a different type of audience and
she can make comments specifically about the brother's boy bits.

"That dick is skinny like a worm. It's nowhere near the size that Timmy has. Where are your balls little brother? Is it that thing tucked up
there? It looks like a pink Hackey Sack."

Muffy grabs her brother's penis, and she pulls on it by the head only. Stretched out it does look like a long skinny worm. Biff shudders
at his sister's touch. He can only look downward, but that makes him watch as his dick is yanked on. It's his turn to get red in the face.

"You see...you got nothing special going on," Janie scolds the very embarrassed lad. "I could put you into Muffy's bikini and nobody would know
you are a boy.

From Tim's perspective, lying down on the floor, the teasing of Biff's testicles and dick were a bit exaggerated. Biff looked like a normal healthy
kid with a decent size set of parts on him, not at all the scrawny and tiny thing the sister is accusing him of being. Are all sisters this way? Do
they constantly nag and tease and make poor boys suffer? It was time for more suffering.

"Get on this bed, and bend over all the way down," Janie directs, as she then stands up. "Knees on the bed. Bend down more. Spread those
legs more. We want a good view of your banana and berries. Now how many spanks did I give to your sister? You are going to get the same."

When Muffy got spanked, she was facing directly toward Tim on the floor, giving him only the frontal view as the spanks landed on the backside.
This time, with Biff propped up on the bed, his ass high in the air, balls dangling down, penis swinging back and forth like a pendulum, Tim gets
to see the full effect. Whap whap whap goes Janie's hand, alternating on Biffs butt cheeks. In short order each cheek was a light red color.

"Ow, ow, ow"...smack, smack, smack...

After the last swat landed the ordeal was not over for Biff, not by a long shot. For what seemed like an eternity the babysitter uses soothing
words like she is speaking to a baby. During this soothing talk the babysitter rubs and massages Biff's ass. A few times Tim, even from the
distance he was watching from, could see the pinkish butthole pucker up and relax several times.

"You're such a cute baby you are Biffy boy. Such a smooth ass you have here so pretty and red. I should spank you more often. This is so much
fun. Great entertainment for our guest as well. I see our Timmy boy is wide awake and watching all of this. Let's see if your sister likes to
watch me playing with your ding-a-ling. Where is that tub of butter?"

Muffy hands the tub to Janie, and when the babysitter looks inside she is disappointed. "Oh no...not much butter left at all. Just one little
scoop here. Not enough to butter your buns with. I guess I'll grease up what I can."

With the final scoop of half melted butter from the tub, Janie rubs the dangling balls and coats the cock too. Now it was Biff who whimpers
and trembles as the greasy slick hand massages, rubs and tugs, squeezes and pulls on the dick and nutsack. As this unfolds Tim can see Muffy's
face brighten up and she once again smiles and looks happy. Tim has the suspician Biff's balls are going to be in his sister's hands a lot more
often in the coming days and years, as the girl re-lubricates her right hand from the juices slick around her own pussy, then uses her hand to
rub and squeeze her brother's dangling sex organs.

With such a show taking place, Tim risks reaching down to his own very slicked up genitalia. Tim is still hard as a rod of steel. Gripping lightly
he rubs himself up and down. Tim can only use the tips of the fingers, since the rest of the hand is bandaged up. Tim thought nobody would
notice.

"Timmy...what did I say about nobody is supposed to touch you down there? That includes you." And Cousin Janie saw it right away. "Now
what are we going to do about poor Timmy? I got it. I know what we can do. Come on over here kiddoes...come over to Tim's side. I'll tell
you what happens next."

Biff gets off the bed, and he joins his sister in crouching down next to Tim's prone body on the floor.

"We are going to go back to doing what was going on when I stepped into this room. You two were doing some very naughty things to Timmy
boy here. But since he seemed to enjoy it like you said he did, Muffy, we'll get right back to it."

"You mean you want me to jerk on him again?" Muffy asks.

Yes, yes. You get right back to it. Wrap you hand around it and away you go," and Janie touches her cousin's dick, slides a finger down to his
slick balls. "Rub nice and easy. Therapeutic massage is what you want to accomplish here."

Tim can see Biff is slower to catch on, looking a bit confused. Tim himself already knows, but he hopes he's wrong in what his older cousin
intends.

"Yes, Biff. You are going to straddle him and crotch Tim all over again. Ride him like you were doing when I barged in and interrupted you."

"But...But I got no underwear on now?"

"That's right. Now hop to it. It's smothering time."

Having been given his marching orders, or should it be said his crotching orders, Biff climbs onto Tim's chest. He holds Tim's arms out, holding
them down in a replay of the Schoolboy Pin move. Then Tim see's it coming, sees the uncovered crotch of a boy sliding toward his face. Tim
closes his eyes. It's time to tune everything out and use his "Can't feel and see nothing because I'm dead" routine.

Tim felt it slam up against his nose. If he was completely unknowing, Tim would not be able to tell it was the dick of a younger boy pressing
against his face, that it was the balls of a boy that slapped up against his mouth. Tim's mouth is closed of course, but his lips could detect
every change of position and change of amount of pressure applied. Biff resumes the bump n grind.

It feels so different than the first time. The first crotching was done with Biff wearing his cotton tighty-whities. With a naked boy straddling
him the second time, there was a flopping dick pressed against his nose, then the left cheek, then something brushing up against his right eye.
It felt soft the first few times he could detect some length of penis, the softness of the pokes of the head of the dick. Tim could also feel his
own dick being stroked, though it was hard to focus on that when one had a facefull of cock and balls.

"Isn't that so sweet," Tim could hear the voice of Cousin Janie. Then he felt a hand touch his forehead, felt a hand stroking the hair at the top
of his head. "He looks so calm and peaceful. He must love this attention."

Tim does his best to try and relax. He's not in control here. This doesn't matter at all. Nothing matters when one is dead and buried. What
happens to the body is of no consequence. Tim can feel his cousin's hand moving lower from the hairline. Fingers pinch the nose shut.

Suddenly Tim can't breath. The air flowing in from his nostrils is cut off. Tim tries not to panic. He isn't supposed to move. He's supposed
to be passed out, suffocated into unconsciousness. There is only one thing that can be done, and before Tim consciously willed it, it happened.
Tim's mouth opens up to let in some air. After only a couple gulps of fresh life sustaining air, something slips into his mouth. It feels soft and
pliable, feels roundish, and it smells and tastes of butter.

Biff's bump n grind continues and the unwelcome intruding thing shoves in further. Tim opens his mouth all the way, to try to snatch another
gasp of clean air, and then something else slips in. This second thing is thinner and it is stiffer, and it pokes at the back of Tim's throat. Back
and forth it slides, touching and tickling the roof of Tim's mouth.

"He's really enjoying it. Keep it up." Janie says, and fortunately she let go of Tim's nose, though his ability to breath was certainly compromised.

Tim can feel two things simultaneously. He feels a lessoning of mental brain power, like his thoughts are drifting downward into a deep dark
hole. At the same time his body revved up higher in energy level. He body feels like bucking, like he really is the bronco that cowboy Biff is supposed to be riding. It all feels so fantastic. In a way Tim has never felt so alive.

"Okay, everybody stop. He's going into a convulsion."

Suddenly the pressure on his chest is gone. The pressure and gag in his mouth pulls out. The pinch on the nose is also gone. Tim opens his
eyes.

The jerking on his dick is gone as well. Tim lifts his head to look downward. No hand is wrapped around his weenie. Looking over at Biff, that
boy's weenie looks like it sprang a full hardon and it looks completely covered in slick and glistening saliva. It looks like it's about four inches
long and it bobs up and down as Biff kneels down, looking down staring at it. He seems to be amazed he popped a boner while doing his facial
lap dance.

Tim's dick is doing a dance of its own, it pulses and rises up and down off of the stomach, but the final act didn't happen. Tim felt he was close,
but he had not cum. The dick is red and angry looking, ready to explode.

"You stopped too soon," Tim says, and he shakes his head. "You stopped too soon."

[TeenFan]

I like how you expertly blend both genders into your stories at times. I am a fan of both ENF and ENM stories but I also write ENM quite a lot. I got started writing male humiliation back in 1999 as a matter of fact at Blondies' original site. I guess you can say I am an equal opportunity offender.

I am enjoying this story very much and look forward to seeing what happens next.

Hooked6

Hopefully you will write a new ENM story soon. I hope the stories that others and myself have posted in the last year have been
inspirational. The more the merrier.

TeenFan.

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 18. Aftermath of All Those Baths


Game time wrapped up quickly in Cousin Janie's bedroom. Janie was the only one who seemed to notice something wasn't quite right with
Timothy, the only one who noticed Tim was disappointed the "Near Death" pseudo-asphyxiation game, while being both masturbated and face
fucked, was over. What disappointed Muffy and Biff was their clothing privileges were temporarily revoked.

Janie marched the three kids to the kitchen, where they had to stand up at the table instead of taking seats. With two of the three having well greased butter buns, none except Janie could sit down to eat. Eating while standing up is not so easy, but getting a continuous view of Muffy's
body was nice.

Even nicer was the after dinner activity. Back to the bathroom for everyone to get cleaned up. Rub-a-dub-dub this time it was three kids INSIDE
the tub. Tim popped his final boner of the day when Muffy rubbed him one more time, getting the icky buttery sauce cleaned off his overly
sensitive (due to minor burns) parts. Once again, Tim had to stand there and be washed since he can't use his hands. After that, Muffy and Biff
were allowed to get their clothes back on. By the time they all got downstairs, Janie's phone rang to let her know Tim's mom was on the way.

Tim met his mom at the door, dressed the same way he stepped into Janie's house. Mrs. Tuttle seemed amused when she saw Muffy and Biff standing nearby in their nice clean, blue clothes, commenting on Muffy's pretty church worthy dress.

"I see you made some nice friends, Timmy boy," Mrs. Tuttle says, as she greets everyone. "I hope seeing a naked young man this way wasn't too
much of a shock for you. But one can't start early enough in gaining knowledge about the human body." Mom went so far as to make her son
shake hands with Biff, and then to give Muffy a kiss on both cheeks of her face. Tim tried to kiss Muffy on the lips for a third kiss, but the
girl giggled and pulled her head back, knowing where that mouth had been only an hour earlier and what was in it.

As soon as they got home, Tim wanted to go straight to bed. He was worn out. He was so tired he didn't jerk off, even though the events of the day were most interesting in a sexually stimulating way.

That night Tim dreamed a very strange dream, almost a nightmare. In his dream he was awakened by scratchings and tappings at the window. Getting out of bed, wearing his regular boxer shorts, Tim pulls the curtains wide open. He draws up the shades. Right outside the window there are two kids clawing at the glass. It's a boy and a girl, looking like the two kids he just met. Both Muffy and Biff are naked. Both look dirty and grimy like they had clawed their way out of freshly dug graves. The most bizarre thing was the two kids appeared to be floating in the air rather than standing on the ground. Banging with their fists, tapping with fingernails, the two ghastly kids called out to Timothy.

"Let us In"

Muffy moves her face closer. She opens her mouth to show rows of razor sharp teeth. Licking the window, Muffy's tongue leaves a slimy smear on the windowpane.

"Let us in", the brother and sister speak simultaneously, both putting much emphasis in a prolonged sound of the S, making them sound like
snake talkers in a Harry Potter movie.

In dreams people don't do the proper things, don't perform the correct actions. Tim unlocks the latch, then he lifts up the window. First Biff,
then Muffy float into the room, their dirty feet barely touching the floor. Biff floats around to the backside, and after yanking the boxers down,
he bites into Tim's butt. Muffy gracefully slumps down into a crouch. She grabs Tim's flaccid penis with grubby hands.

"I'm s s sooo glad you let us in," Muffy says, then she opens her mouth. Long canines, uppers and lowers, puncture the penis. Loud slurping sounds fill his mind and thoughts as Tim closes his eyes, as a hand wraps around his balls. The unseen hand pumps hard to speed up the flow of blood.
It feels...fantastic.

Tim wakes up with a fierce hardon. Unwrapping the bandages from his hands, then removing the boxers, Tim finally gets to relieve the pent up sexual urges. The resulting shots of cum are spectacular. For the first time ever he was able to produce three full spurts.

[Jeepman89]

A very strange dream indeed.

[TeenFan]

There are two movie influences in the previous chapter.

"Let the Right One In", a movie about a little girl vampire who lives in an apartment complex.

"Salem's Lot", the Stephen KIng vampire story, mainly the scene where a teenager is visited by his buddy (who has risen from the grave).
The buddy scratches and knocks on the window of his friend's bedroom, saying "Let me in".

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 19. Getting Older


Almost exactly six months after the disastrous school art project, and its most terribly awesome consequences, it was Tim's 14th birthday. He
is two inches taller, making him Five Foot Six, but he'd only gotten a half-inch longer, though it made his penis a respectable 6.5 inches. More
impressive was the growth of his testicles, seeming to have doubled in size since his 13th birthday. Skinny and timid Timothy has balls like a bull,
and still being at such a young age bodes well for future growth and development, right? Maybe it means he will be big and strong by the time
he is through with high school. Tim isn't in high school yet, still being in the 8th grade, he is no longer shorter than average for his age. Tim is no
longer among the smallest kids in the class, but he doesn't throw his weight around. Most of the time people didn't notice him, and that was
okay with Tim.

To celebrate the birthday, Mrs. Tuttle decided to drive out to her brother's house way out in the country. Tim's uncle and aunt, and his cousins
Jack and Jill, lived in a modest sized house on a modest sized ranch. When Tim compares himself to a bull he knows what he's talking about,
having seen bulls fairly close up.

On the Saturday morning when the mom and son Tuttle showed up at the ranch, Tim was immediately taken to see the recently born calves.
Jack and Jill were more than happy to have their cousin come over for a special visit. Jack is fifteen, a tall, lean and strong kid with rough
n tough hands from his work around the ranch. Jill is thirteen, and very much a tomboy. Her freckles and ponytails and pretty blue eyes must
have the local lads swooping in constantly to take her out on dates, except dear ol daddy insists every date she does must be accompanied
by daddy himself or the older brother.

"Daddy says I can't go to the movies by myself with a boy until I turn sixteen. He's an old fashioned fuddy-duddy."

On the other hand, Jack can run around with whomever he pleases. No restrictions on fifteen year old Jack.

"My brother gets to hang out with the other guys and the girls they take to the movies. Daddy doesn't monitor his coming and going. So not
fair," Jill complains.

It's late spring season, and the daytime temperature already climbs into the low 90s. On the tour of the ranch property, done in a four wheeler,
Jack took his shirt off, showing off his muscles and tan. Timid Tim kept his shirt on, even though Jill suggested he get comfortable.

"If we take you to the watering hole will you go skinnydipping?" Jill asks, and she winks at her shy cousin. "Jack don't mind swimmin nekkid."

Timothy hems and haws, he can't commit to showing any interest in getting stripped down at the swimming hole, which is just a deepened
section of a creek that borders the property. "You skinnydip down there too, Jill?" Tim asks in a soft voice.

"I better not. Last time daddy saw me nekkid in the water with Jack and the neighbor's kid he blistered my behind. Spanked me in front of
Jack and his friend Billy Bunson. Jack didn't get punished. Nobody cares if he shows off his big doinker n doodads."

After checking on the cows, the four wheeler parked next to the creek. Sure enough the two cousins raced down to the muddy brown water.
Sure enough the older Jack wasted no time in taking off all of his clothes. Jill took off her shoes, and shorts, and outer long-sleeved shirt.
Underneath she had on panties partially hidden by the bottom of a tank-top t-shirt. It looked like Jill has a bra on underneath the tank-top,
so nothing interesting is really showing on the athletic girl who is actually the same height as Tim. Jill's legs are firm and strong looking, both
from her rancher genes and her skills in being on the middle school volleyball team.

Jack is one long-donged dude, with a circumcised dick hung like a horse, though his balls appear to be of regular size. As soon as he hit the
water, Jack turned around and waggled his hips like he's doing a hoola hoop. Soon Jack has his cock flopping in circles like helicopter blades.
Jill laughs hysterically, pointing at the long schlong spinning round and round. Tim isn't small in the dick department, but he's not about to strip
everything off when his male cousin is such talented showoff.

Tim does get into the water, but he keeps his boxers on.

To get his boxers to dry after the swimming, Tim rides back to the ranch house with his clothes bundled up in the seat next to him. Jack is
driving of course, and Tim sits in the back seat with Jill next to him. The full family goes out on the front porch when they hear the jeep
coming up the drive. On the porch is Uncle Benjamin, Aunt Doreen, two younger cousins named Wynona and Bonnie. Both the younger girls
are under the age of eleven, but Tim doesn't recall their exact ages. Also on the porch is Tim's mom. The group stands like a welcome committee
as the jeep pulls up to the house.

Jill is still wet from the swimming, but with the layers she has on she don't mind being seen by anybody. Jack has on jeans, still showing off his
muscular package with no shirt. Tim wanted the jeep to stop when the house came into view, but Jack had no intentions of slowing down.
On the bumpy dirt road it was impossible to get dressed while the jeep was in motion.

Already semi-embarrassed at showing up in front of the entire gathered family while wearing only damp boxers, Tim stands up to exit the jeep.
As soon as he had risen up to full standing position, Tim felt the boxers suddenly slide down his legs. Cousin Jill had just pantsed her cousin with
everybody watching.

Uproarious laughter erupts from the assembled crowd of relatives. The two younger girls squeal like pigs, and they knew the exact pitch and
tone to sound completely authentic as hog callers.

Tim bends down to yank his boxers back up. He can feel his face turning red. Cousin Jill is giggling, and she hops out of the jeep before Tim
can consider any kind of physical strike back. Aunt Bonnie actually gives her daughter a High-Five. Uncle Benjamin makes a mockery of
pretending to punish Jill, slapping her on the butt as he says, "Don't be naughty my darling. I know your Cousin Timmy is a shy one."

"He looks so much older than the last time I saw him. What was that? Two years gone by. My how the time flies," Aunt Bonnie smiles and she
gives Jill a hug. "Now you run along and get dressed lil girl. Don't be showin off your cute behind to no horny teenage bucks."