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Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 6. Happy To Be Here
It was the first time I could recall swimming in a pool with naked boys around me. The fact that they were my brothers didn't make it any
less weird. Delilah seemed to thoroughly enjoy being the boss of the kids' group, the Queen of the Pool, being the oldest and this get together being in her back yard, and I too thought this was funny how my brothers were practically cowering in the corner. Normally Chad and Bradley
would be splashing each other, dunking other people, and being a nuisance while jumping in and out of the water. But the loss of all clothing reduced them to docile sheep.
Mom came back, and she had a glass of wine in her hand. She waved to us as she sat down at the white table. "You guys having fun over there?"
she asked.
"Yeah...sure ma" Chad replied while Bradley said nothing.
Delilah and I got out of the pool and the older girl chased me around the yard. I stayed ahead of her, jumping into the pool to keep her from
grabbing me. The two brothers only stood next to the wall, hunkered down with only their heads showing, watching us run around. They made
no move to do anything.
"Bradley...Chad...you guys need to join in and loosen up," mom called out to them. If you don't have fun I'm not going to give you your clothes
back. I'll lock them into the trunk of the car, and you'll be clothes free until bedtime tonight."
"Alright. What do we have to do?" Bradley asks.
"Whatever the girls want you to do. Delilah...you are the boss. Get them to have some fun will ya." Dorthea pointed at her daughter as if
appointing her the pool policewoman.
"Ah shit...we are screwed," Bradley moaned.
"Maybe it won't be so bad," Chad said with a hint of hope that this day won't be too embarrassing.
No such luck. Delilah proposed a race across the pool and back. All four would swim at the same time. The second boy was the loser. The
first girl was the winner who can tell the losing boy a command that must be done.
On a count of three, all four of us pushed off from the side of the shallowest end. The race wasn't much of a contest. The fourteen year old
Bradley easily beat the eleven year old Chad. The Fifteen year old Delilah easily beat my twelve year old not so great swimming technique.
So that is how the first round of humiliations was to begin. Delilah will give Chad something he must do, something like a dare.
"Chad dear old boy...you have to get out of the pool. Run around the pool. All the way around and then finish up with some cartwheels."
I thought the dare was a little lame, but when my younger brother got out and he started running, I thought it was so funny. He kept his hands
over his crotch, as he wasn't instructed to hold them anywhere else. But for the cartwheels he had to uncover. He was moving fast, and the
glimpses I got of his flopping penis was brief during the flips of his body as he cartwheeled. Mom and Dorthea were clapping as Delilah and I
cheered. Chad was actually laughing when he jumped back into the water.
Delilah grabs me by the arm, "Marie, you want to name the next challenge for these boys."
It didn't take me long to decide. "The one who can hold his breath the longest is the winner. The girl who can hold breath longest chooses the dare." I picked this one because I knew who would probably lose. Chad had just run around the pool and done some flips. He was breathing heavily. "One, two, three, and go..."
All four of us dunked our heads under the water. Each of us could easily see the others under the water, and know who is who and who goes
up for air first. As predicted, Chad lifts his head up first, and all I have to do is outlast Delilah. Thirty seconds later I was about to give up
when Delilah moved her body upward. As I spit water from my face I shouted out "Yay".
For the second time in a row, Chad is the loser, and he glumly looked at me, his chest still heaving from the strain of excecise and breath
holding. As I looked at his body, so free and being able to move so easily, I was actually becoming envious. The feeling of being in the water
naked must feel wonderful. I thought about how my brother's bodies would glide through the water without the drag of a bulky swimsuit.
I wished I could swim in this pool naked...but just me and Delilah and nobody else around. It would be fantastic to feel the motions of the
waves against my skin with no material getting in the way.
"What do I have to do?" Chad gets me out of my daydream of skinnydipping.
"Okay...this is what you have to do. I want you to go over to the table. You will sit down on Dorthea's lap. Facing her you will sit and tell
her what a wonderful house and pool she has...and you are so happy to be here. And then you will ask Dorthea to give you a dare."
Chapter 6. Happy To Be Here
It was the first time I could recall swimming in a pool with naked boys around me. The fact that they were my brothers didn't make it any
less weird. Delilah seemed to thoroughly enjoy being the boss of the kids' group, the Queen of the Pool, being the oldest and this get together being in her back yard, and I too thought this was funny how my brothers were practically cowering in the corner. Normally Chad and Bradley
would be splashing each other, dunking other people, and being a nuisance while jumping in and out of the water. But the loss of all clothing reduced them to docile sheep.
Mom came back, and she had a glass of wine in her hand. She waved to us as she sat down at the white table. "You guys having fun over there?"
she asked.
"Yeah...sure ma" Chad replied while Bradley said nothing.
Delilah and I got out of the pool and the older girl chased me around the yard. I stayed ahead of her, jumping into the pool to keep her from
grabbing me. The two brothers only stood next to the wall, hunkered down with only their heads showing, watching us run around. They made
no move to do anything.
"Bradley...Chad...you guys need to join in and loosen up," mom called out to them. If you don't have fun I'm not going to give you your clothes
back. I'll lock them into the trunk of the car, and you'll be clothes free until bedtime tonight."
"Alright. What do we have to do?" Bradley asks.
"Whatever the girls want you to do. Delilah...you are the boss. Get them to have some fun will ya." Dorthea pointed at her daughter as if
appointing her the pool policewoman.
"Ah shit...we are screwed," Bradley moaned.
"Maybe it won't be so bad," Chad said with a hint of hope that this day won't be too embarrassing.
No such luck. Delilah proposed a race across the pool and back. All four would swim at the same time. The second boy was the loser. The
first girl was the winner who can tell the losing boy a command that must be done.
On a count of three, all four of us pushed off from the side of the shallowest end. The race wasn't much of a contest. The fourteen year old
Bradley easily beat the eleven year old Chad. The Fifteen year old Delilah easily beat my twelve year old not so great swimming technique.
So that is how the first round of humiliations was to begin. Delilah will give Chad something he must do, something like a dare.
"Chad dear old boy...you have to get out of the pool. Run around the pool. All the way around and then finish up with some cartwheels."
I thought the dare was a little lame, but when my younger brother got out and he started running, I thought it was so funny. He kept his hands
over his crotch, as he wasn't instructed to hold them anywhere else. But for the cartwheels he had to uncover. He was moving fast, and the
glimpses I got of his flopping penis was brief during the flips of his body as he cartwheeled. Mom and Dorthea were clapping as Delilah and I
cheered. Chad was actually laughing when he jumped back into the water.
Delilah grabs me by the arm, "Marie, you want to name the next challenge for these boys."
It didn't take me long to decide. "The one who can hold his breath the longest is the winner. The girl who can hold breath longest chooses the dare." I picked this one because I knew who would probably lose. Chad had just run around the pool and done some flips. He was breathing heavily. "One, two, three, and go..."
All four of us dunked our heads under the water. Each of us could easily see the others under the water, and know who is who and who goes
up for air first. As predicted, Chad lifts his head up first, and all I have to do is outlast Delilah. Thirty seconds later I was about to give up
when Delilah moved her body upward. As I spit water from my face I shouted out "Yay".
For the second time in a row, Chad is the loser, and he glumly looked at me, his chest still heaving from the strain of excecise and breath
holding. As I looked at his body, so free and being able to move so easily, I was actually becoming envious. The feeling of being in the water
naked must feel wonderful. I thought about how my brother's bodies would glide through the water without the drag of a bulky swimsuit.
I wished I could swim in this pool naked...but just me and Delilah and nobody else around. It would be fantastic to feel the motions of the
waves against my skin with no material getting in the way.
"What do I have to do?" Chad gets me out of my daydream of skinnydipping.
"Okay...this is what you have to do. I want you to go over to the table. You will sit down on Dorthea's lap. Facing her you will sit and tell
her what a wonderful house and pool she has...and you are so happy to be here. And then you will ask Dorthea to give you a dare."
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Loved the dares! This next one should be interesting! LOL
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This is fantastic and that's a great dare for poor Chad to do, to have to go and sit on a woman's lap whilst he's fully naked. And then he gets another dare from her on top of that! Very clever girl to come up with that so quickly.
I hope Bradley loses a contest eventually, I can't wait to see him have to complete a dare.
I hope Bradley loses a contest eventually, I can't wait to see him have to complete a dare.
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Indeed, very clever of her. Giving him a dare to ask for a dare from Delilah's mom.Trundle wrote: Wed Mar 19, 2025 1:15 am This is fantastic and that's a great dare for poor Chad to do, to have to go and sit on a woman's lap whilst he's fully naked. And then he gets another dare from her on top of that! Very clever girl to come up with that so quickly.
Don't worry. Bradley will not stay safe for long.
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Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 7. Daring Preparations
For a moment I thought my younger brother was going to chicken out. He looked over at the table where our mom and Delilah's mom sat
watching us. Running around like a maniac while covering his crotch was one thing. This was entirely something else. I could tell Chad wasn't
thrilled with the idea of approaching a woman who is basically a stranger to us.
What kind of Dare would a grown up woman, a mom, give to an eleven year old? That intrigued me immensely. Looking a little dejected, Chad
climbs up the steps of the pool. As he walks toward the table I see his shoulders are slumping as he cups both hands over his crotch. So far he
has been able to keep himself covered except during those cartwheels, but for how much longer?
Not being able to just stand there and watch this from a distance, I follow after my brother, though I make sure not to catch up to him. Just
out of the pool, I can hear the water sloshing behind me and I know Delilah is also climbing out of the pool. Together we follow Chad to the
white metal frame table where our moms watched us while drinking tea or wine. Not surprisingly, Bradley remained where he was in the
swimming pool.
Both our moms had curious smiles on their faces as the slender but athletic Chad sheepishly walks up to them. Dorthea is sitting too close to
the table, so Chad has to ask in a nervous voice "May I sit on your lap, Dorthea?"
Delilah's mom immediately obliges, scooting out her chair. I come up on one side of her, and Delilah goes around to watch from the other side.
For a moment Chad isn't sure how to go about doing the deed, the sitting down on Dorthea's lap. Then putting one hand out on the table, he
lifts on leg to take a giant step over Dorthea's bent legs while using one hand to maintain his very small shred of modesty.
I laugh, but try to do it quietly. Delilah has a hand over her mouth, as she too is trying to contain herself. Chad won't look at either of us,
and he can barely look Dorthea in the eyes. He sits down on her thighs, never mind that he is soaking wet.
"You um, you have a really nice house, Dorthea," Chad began his Dare preparation speech. "The pool is great...ah, thanks for inviting us...
oh yes...I'm so happy to be here."
Dorthea looks pleased. "Well thank you Chad. You're very welcome. You and your brother can come over anytime to swim. Just have your mom
set it up first."
Chad looks so scared with his hands crammed down in front of him like he was trying his best not to let somebody know he's hiding something.
If Chad wasn't already wet he'd probably be sweating.
"Is there something else you want to tell me?" Dorthea asks.
Without looking up, meaning his eyes were basically staring right at Dorthea's partially unbuttoned blouse, Chad shifts uncomfortably on the
lady's legs, maybe not even realizing he's staring at a woman's chest.
"Hey ah...Mrs. Dorthea...we are playing dare games. Would you give me a dare to do?"
A quick laugh slips out from Dorthea. The request must have been quite a surprise, but the woman's eyes immediately sparkled and she flashed
her teeth. "Oh my. A dare did you say. Hmmm. Now first get yourself comfortable. Put your arms up on my shoulders. Don't slouch like a
pouty little rascal...There, that's much better."
Ooooh...this got good fast. My eleven year old brother glanced up at the woman's face, then he brings up both arms to place hands on the
shoulders. With his legs spread wide, sitting straddled on top of Dorthea's thighs, Chad's penis and tightly drawn up nutsack are in view for me
and Delilah, and even Dorthea looks down right away so she too can see. Dorthea lightly laughs again, and then she places her hands on
Chad's thighs. I could not believe it. Our lunch and pool party host, my mom's friend is actually rubbing her hands up and down my brother's
thighs. I see Chad tremble, but he keeps his hands on Dorthea's shoulders.
"I had no idea your son would be such a cutie-pie. He's adorable. If I knew boys would be so cute and cuddly I would have insisted on getting
Delilah a younger brother. But her daddy didn't want to have another child. But now she can play big sister to two fine young and strapping
boys. How sweet. I see Delilah is delighted."
Delilah was grinning like a she just won a ticket to a NSYNC concert. I went from looking at their faces to staring down at my brother's penis.
I sucked in my breath when I saw it twitch up and down a couple times as Dorthea's hand continue to rub up and down from his knees to right
up where the hips blocked her fingertips. That put those fingers only inches away from Chad's dick. It twitched again.
I couldn't help but stare at it. Chad's penis was slender but stuck out like a stick, like a lollipop since the head looked big on the thin shaft, with
no hair at all of course. I was no judge of size yet, but Chad looked like he had a nice one for his age. It certainly wasn't short. Maybe the excitement made him stick out more, made it move the way it did.
"What about my dare. What do I have to do?" Chad pleaded, and it was obvious he wanted out of his current position.
I could not blame Chad for wanting to get on with it. Dorthea touching him like that was surprising, unexpected, and maybe it was going a
little too far. And then it went a little farther.
"Your hair is not as red as your sister's, but your skin tone is almost as pale. You'll burn up under this sun. Good thing I brought out this tube
of sunscreen."
Dorthea reaches past Chad's body to grab a plastic bottle of Hawaiian Tropic sunscreen. "Now hold still. I'll get your most important parts,"
and she squeezes lotion onto her other hand.
Chad flinches when Dorthea, after handing the tube to Delilah, wraps her lotion covered hand over his genitals. She wraps her hands around
and gently squeezes and rubs. My brother looked like he was sucking on a lemon, his face scrunched up so much and he closed his eyes.
Dorthea thoroughly coated the groin, hips and thighs as Chad sat on her lap. Then she told Delilah and me to grease up every other inch of
Chad's body while my brother had to sit there and take it. Delilah went for his chest and stomach, so I ended up with the back. Chad had to
stand up for me to coat his butt, which Dorthea insisted on, and requested for him not to move his feet. I looked over at my mom, and she
nodded her approval. I never imagined I'd ever be charged with rubbing one of my brothers on the butt. This put Chad's dick right in front of Dorthea's face. Finally, Chad was coated from head to toe and Dorthea finally got around to giving him his dare.
Chapter 7. Daring Preparations
For a moment I thought my younger brother was going to chicken out. He looked over at the table where our mom and Delilah's mom sat
watching us. Running around like a maniac while covering his crotch was one thing. This was entirely something else. I could tell Chad wasn't
thrilled with the idea of approaching a woman who is basically a stranger to us.
What kind of Dare would a grown up woman, a mom, give to an eleven year old? That intrigued me immensely. Looking a little dejected, Chad
climbs up the steps of the pool. As he walks toward the table I see his shoulders are slumping as he cups both hands over his crotch. So far he
has been able to keep himself covered except during those cartwheels, but for how much longer?
Not being able to just stand there and watch this from a distance, I follow after my brother, though I make sure not to catch up to him. Just
out of the pool, I can hear the water sloshing behind me and I know Delilah is also climbing out of the pool. Together we follow Chad to the
white metal frame table where our moms watched us while drinking tea or wine. Not surprisingly, Bradley remained where he was in the
swimming pool.
Both our moms had curious smiles on their faces as the slender but athletic Chad sheepishly walks up to them. Dorthea is sitting too close to
the table, so Chad has to ask in a nervous voice "May I sit on your lap, Dorthea?"
Delilah's mom immediately obliges, scooting out her chair. I come up on one side of her, and Delilah goes around to watch from the other side.
For a moment Chad isn't sure how to go about doing the deed, the sitting down on Dorthea's lap. Then putting one hand out on the table, he
lifts on leg to take a giant step over Dorthea's bent legs while using one hand to maintain his very small shred of modesty.
I laugh, but try to do it quietly. Delilah has a hand over her mouth, as she too is trying to contain herself. Chad won't look at either of us,
and he can barely look Dorthea in the eyes. He sits down on her thighs, never mind that he is soaking wet.
"You um, you have a really nice house, Dorthea," Chad began his Dare preparation speech. "The pool is great...ah, thanks for inviting us...
oh yes...I'm so happy to be here."
Dorthea looks pleased. "Well thank you Chad. You're very welcome. You and your brother can come over anytime to swim. Just have your mom
set it up first."
Chad looks so scared with his hands crammed down in front of him like he was trying his best not to let somebody know he's hiding something.
If Chad wasn't already wet he'd probably be sweating.
"Is there something else you want to tell me?" Dorthea asks.
Without looking up, meaning his eyes were basically staring right at Dorthea's partially unbuttoned blouse, Chad shifts uncomfortably on the
lady's legs, maybe not even realizing he's staring at a woman's chest.
"Hey ah...Mrs. Dorthea...we are playing dare games. Would you give me a dare to do?"
A quick laugh slips out from Dorthea. The request must have been quite a surprise, but the woman's eyes immediately sparkled and she flashed
her teeth. "Oh my. A dare did you say. Hmmm. Now first get yourself comfortable. Put your arms up on my shoulders. Don't slouch like a
pouty little rascal...There, that's much better."
Ooooh...this got good fast. My eleven year old brother glanced up at the woman's face, then he brings up both arms to place hands on the
shoulders. With his legs spread wide, sitting straddled on top of Dorthea's thighs, Chad's penis and tightly drawn up nutsack are in view for me
and Delilah, and even Dorthea looks down right away so she too can see. Dorthea lightly laughs again, and then she places her hands on
Chad's thighs. I could not believe it. Our lunch and pool party host, my mom's friend is actually rubbing her hands up and down my brother's
thighs. I see Chad tremble, but he keeps his hands on Dorthea's shoulders.
"I had no idea your son would be such a cutie-pie. He's adorable. If I knew boys would be so cute and cuddly I would have insisted on getting
Delilah a younger brother. But her daddy didn't want to have another child. But now she can play big sister to two fine young and strapping
boys. How sweet. I see Delilah is delighted."
Delilah was grinning like a she just won a ticket to a NSYNC concert. I went from looking at their faces to staring down at my brother's penis.
I sucked in my breath when I saw it twitch up and down a couple times as Dorthea's hand continue to rub up and down from his knees to right
up where the hips blocked her fingertips. That put those fingers only inches away from Chad's dick. It twitched again.
I couldn't help but stare at it. Chad's penis was slender but stuck out like a stick, like a lollipop since the head looked big on the thin shaft, with
no hair at all of course. I was no judge of size yet, but Chad looked like he had a nice one for his age. It certainly wasn't short. Maybe the excitement made him stick out more, made it move the way it did.
"What about my dare. What do I have to do?" Chad pleaded, and it was obvious he wanted out of his current position.
I could not blame Chad for wanting to get on with it. Dorthea touching him like that was surprising, unexpected, and maybe it was going a
little too far. And then it went a little farther.
"Your hair is not as red as your sister's, but your skin tone is almost as pale. You'll burn up under this sun. Good thing I brought out this tube
of sunscreen."
Dorthea reaches past Chad's body to grab a plastic bottle of Hawaiian Tropic sunscreen. "Now hold still. I'll get your most important parts,"
and she squeezes lotion onto her other hand.
Chad flinches when Dorthea, after handing the tube to Delilah, wraps her lotion covered hand over his genitals. She wraps her hands around
and gently squeezes and rubs. My brother looked like he was sucking on a lemon, his face scrunched up so much and he closed his eyes.
Dorthea thoroughly coated the groin, hips and thighs as Chad sat on her lap. Then she told Delilah and me to grease up every other inch of
Chad's body while my brother had to sit there and take it. Delilah went for his chest and stomach, so I ended up with the back. Chad had to
stand up for me to coat his butt, which Dorthea insisted on, and requested for him not to move his feet. I looked over at my mom, and she
nodded her approval. I never imagined I'd ever be charged with rubbing one of my brothers on the butt. This put Chad's dick right in front of Dorthea's face. Finally, Chad was coated from head to toe and Dorthea finally got around to giving him his dare.
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Can't wait to hear the dare she gives him.
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Excellent again. Can’t wait for Bradley to have his sunscreen applied 
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Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 8. Private Property Rules
The three or four minutes it took to put sunscreen on Chad's body was the longest time I could remember seeing him naked...in recent times
that is. I could remember seeing him naked when we were younger, used to see him that way all the time. Being a year apart we took our baths together until a year ago when I turned eleven. Chad didn't really look much different, just a little taller, a little leaner, and maybe his balls
being bigger is the only significant change. He's still the wild and hyper Chad who could never sit still for long.
One day, after my brothers showered together, they pissed mom off by running through the house knocking things over. Bradley was in boxers,
but for some reason Chad was chasing him, trying to yank the boxers down. Chad was in a towel. A flower vase got knocked over by Chad. The vase was a cheap plastic one and didn't break, but water got spilled all over the dining room floor. Mom yelled at them to stop. Then she made Chad wipe up the water using the bath towel. Of course he had to take it off to wipe up the floor. I got a good look at his butt, noticing for the first time how much a boy's balls are visible when viewed from a certain angle. After the cleanup was done, Chad got an hour long timeout in the corner without any chance of putting clothes on. Chad moaned and groaned every ten minutes, fidgeting constantly. At ten years old, being
forced to remain motionless for an hour is more punishment than being naked. Bradely is the opposite. He could be silent as a mouse and unmoving as a signpost. If he did a naked timeout it's the nudity that bothers him. Maybe that is true of most boys once they become teenagers. They suddenly get shy.
For the first time since maybe forever, Chad was locked up with stage fright. The nude lotion rubdown must have been bad enough, but to have
his personal boy parts grabbed by Dorthea took the wildness right out of him. Chad begged for a dare so he could get off of her lap and end the
legs spread display.
"I see you are eager to find out your dare. Get up on this table and dance for me and your mom."
That was it, no more details on how to do the dance. Chad gets on an empty chair, then steps up onto the table. The table isn't very wide or perfectly steady. Chad does some sort of slow wavy body motions while moving his feet up and sown. It was a pitiful example of dancing, but
that didn't seem to matter. Chad has to move slow enough, and watch closely enough not to knock over any of the drink glasses on the table.
Mom told him to turn around in a circle so everybody could see him from every angle. After three full rotations Dorthea released him from the dare. Chad jumps directly to the ground, runs for the pool.
"Isn't there a law against being naked in public?" Bradley shouts out.
"We are not in public dear," mom said. "We are in a private back yard. The no need for so much modesty rule applies here. Family and
friends are not the public. And as I've told you before...Nude is Not Lewd."
It was time for another challenge, and Delilah and I got into the swimming pool. It's Delilah's turn to choose the challenge. "Both of you stand
on the middle step. Right over in the corner there, stand up so we can see you guys."
Chad got on the step immediately. For Bradley, getting on the step is the first real exposure since he got into the water. All four of us are in
the pool, and Delilah tells the two boys to face away from us after getting on the step. This shows us their back sides from the knees up. both
boys covered their frontside, though for Chad it sort of has gotten to the point of 'why bother covering up now'.
"What is the challenge?" I asked.
"The one with the fatter ass is the loser. We get to feel to see which rear is more firm. Fatty pants does the next dare."
Bradley and Chad stand side by side. Delilah put one hand on Bradley's butt, the other hand on Chad's. She gives each ass a good squeeze, runs
her hands all over. "Go on grab em and judge em, sis," she tells me.
Though a little reluctant, I place hands on their butts. "Chad definitely has a more curvy bottom."
"Bradley has more cushion for the pushin," Delilah says after a laugh.
I knew what she said meant something, but what it was I had no idea. Why would that be so funny? It felt a little strange to be touching my
two brother's this way, like it was a form of violation. If I was swimming by myself with Bradley and Chad and both of them happened to be
naked, I am sure any contact with their bottoms or anything else would be accidental.
"This isn't fair," Bradley says. "Chad is a skinny freak who runs around like a chicken. He doesn't eat nothing but macaroni and tuna fish
sandwiches. A scrawny ass isn't a better ass."
"Well I'm looking for a NO fatty ass...and I'm afraid the bigger brother has a much fatter rump. Don't you agree, Marie?"
Of course I had to agree. The differences between their butts were quite striking. If this was a public city swimming pool, and us girls were
judging which boys we would love to see accidentally lose their shorts...I had to go with Bradley. Even then I knew most girls my age only
gazed longingly at the older boys for their potential boyfriend compatibility. I had to give them my vote. "Big Butt Bradley is the loser. Give
him your dare."
Bradley steps back down into the water. "I'm not getting out of this pool. I'm not running around the yard or dancing like an idiot," and he
folded his arms across the chest in a show of defiance. "No, I'm not getting out and that's final."
Delilah and I exchanged glances, then Delilah turned to look at Bradley.
"You know all I have to do is tell my mom you are being a swim party pooper."
"Yeah, you stink. Don't be a pooper," Chad says.
Being back stabbed by the little brother didn't make Bradley none too happy. The expression on his face as he glared at Chad said 'I'm this close
to drowning you'.
Delilah raised up her arms, held them out. "Hold on guys. Don't fight. I have a dare figured out and you don't have to leave the pool. I want you
to lie on your back. Do your best to float."
The stipulation that the dare be done in the pool being met still resulted in Bradley being faced with exposing himself. You can't float on your
back with hands on crotch. Bradley lies back, puts the arms out wide, stretches out. For the first time his penis is somewhat visible. Though it's
a few inches below the surface, I can see a dark patch of pubic hair. Bradley is the only dark haired kid in the family. His dick looks a lot
bigger than Chad's, no surprise since Chad is three years younger. Bradley can't float motionless. His legs and arm movements move his body up
and down. Glimpses of his dick are revealed a few times as it temporarily breaks the surface. It's like watching Loch Ness for glimpses of the monster to appear.
"Is that all there is to this dare," I asked.
"Floating is not the dare. Bradley is going to be a tugboat. He will tow me across to the other side of the pool and back."
Bradley lifts his head up. "How can I tow you while I'm on my back? I need my arms to swim."
"And his feet," I added.
Delilah grabs Bradley's dick, takes hold of it with her right hand, lifting it up to wrap her fingers firmly around it. My older brother tried to move,
but Delilah must have placed her other hand under Bradley's butt, keeping him afloat and mostly in motionless position.
"I will hold onto this. Both arms and legs are free to motor his boat. Down and back. Give me a ride."
Chapter 8. Private Property Rules
The three or four minutes it took to put sunscreen on Chad's body was the longest time I could remember seeing him naked...in recent times
that is. I could remember seeing him naked when we were younger, used to see him that way all the time. Being a year apart we took our baths together until a year ago when I turned eleven. Chad didn't really look much different, just a little taller, a little leaner, and maybe his balls
being bigger is the only significant change. He's still the wild and hyper Chad who could never sit still for long.
One day, after my brothers showered together, they pissed mom off by running through the house knocking things over. Bradley was in boxers,
but for some reason Chad was chasing him, trying to yank the boxers down. Chad was in a towel. A flower vase got knocked over by Chad. The vase was a cheap plastic one and didn't break, but water got spilled all over the dining room floor. Mom yelled at them to stop. Then she made Chad wipe up the water using the bath towel. Of course he had to take it off to wipe up the floor. I got a good look at his butt, noticing for the first time how much a boy's balls are visible when viewed from a certain angle. After the cleanup was done, Chad got an hour long timeout in the corner without any chance of putting clothes on. Chad moaned and groaned every ten minutes, fidgeting constantly. At ten years old, being
forced to remain motionless for an hour is more punishment than being naked. Bradely is the opposite. He could be silent as a mouse and unmoving as a signpost. If he did a naked timeout it's the nudity that bothers him. Maybe that is true of most boys once they become teenagers. They suddenly get shy.
For the first time since maybe forever, Chad was locked up with stage fright. The nude lotion rubdown must have been bad enough, but to have
his personal boy parts grabbed by Dorthea took the wildness right out of him. Chad begged for a dare so he could get off of her lap and end the
legs spread display.
"I see you are eager to find out your dare. Get up on this table and dance for me and your mom."
That was it, no more details on how to do the dance. Chad gets on an empty chair, then steps up onto the table. The table isn't very wide or perfectly steady. Chad does some sort of slow wavy body motions while moving his feet up and sown. It was a pitiful example of dancing, but
that didn't seem to matter. Chad has to move slow enough, and watch closely enough not to knock over any of the drink glasses on the table.
Mom told him to turn around in a circle so everybody could see him from every angle. After three full rotations Dorthea released him from the dare. Chad jumps directly to the ground, runs for the pool.
"Isn't there a law against being naked in public?" Bradley shouts out.
"We are not in public dear," mom said. "We are in a private back yard. The no need for so much modesty rule applies here. Family and
friends are not the public. And as I've told you before...Nude is Not Lewd."
It was time for another challenge, and Delilah and I got into the swimming pool. It's Delilah's turn to choose the challenge. "Both of you stand
on the middle step. Right over in the corner there, stand up so we can see you guys."
Chad got on the step immediately. For Bradley, getting on the step is the first real exposure since he got into the water. All four of us are in
the pool, and Delilah tells the two boys to face away from us after getting on the step. This shows us their back sides from the knees up. both
boys covered their frontside, though for Chad it sort of has gotten to the point of 'why bother covering up now'.
"What is the challenge?" I asked.
"The one with the fatter ass is the loser. We get to feel to see which rear is more firm. Fatty pants does the next dare."
Bradley and Chad stand side by side. Delilah put one hand on Bradley's butt, the other hand on Chad's. She gives each ass a good squeeze, runs
her hands all over. "Go on grab em and judge em, sis," she tells me.
Though a little reluctant, I place hands on their butts. "Chad definitely has a more curvy bottom."
"Bradley has more cushion for the pushin," Delilah says after a laugh.
I knew what she said meant something, but what it was I had no idea. Why would that be so funny? It felt a little strange to be touching my
two brother's this way, like it was a form of violation. If I was swimming by myself with Bradley and Chad and both of them happened to be
naked, I am sure any contact with their bottoms or anything else would be accidental.
"This isn't fair," Bradley says. "Chad is a skinny freak who runs around like a chicken. He doesn't eat nothing but macaroni and tuna fish
sandwiches. A scrawny ass isn't a better ass."
"Well I'm looking for a NO fatty ass...and I'm afraid the bigger brother has a much fatter rump. Don't you agree, Marie?"
Of course I had to agree. The differences between their butts were quite striking. If this was a public city swimming pool, and us girls were
judging which boys we would love to see accidentally lose their shorts...I had to go with Bradley. Even then I knew most girls my age only
gazed longingly at the older boys for their potential boyfriend compatibility. I had to give them my vote. "Big Butt Bradley is the loser. Give
him your dare."
Bradley steps back down into the water. "I'm not getting out of this pool. I'm not running around the yard or dancing like an idiot," and he
folded his arms across the chest in a show of defiance. "No, I'm not getting out and that's final."
Delilah and I exchanged glances, then Delilah turned to look at Bradley.
"You know all I have to do is tell my mom you are being a swim party pooper."
"Yeah, you stink. Don't be a pooper," Chad says.
Being back stabbed by the little brother didn't make Bradley none too happy. The expression on his face as he glared at Chad said 'I'm this close
to drowning you'.
Delilah raised up her arms, held them out. "Hold on guys. Don't fight. I have a dare figured out and you don't have to leave the pool. I want you
to lie on your back. Do your best to float."
The stipulation that the dare be done in the pool being met still resulted in Bradley being faced with exposing himself. You can't float on your
back with hands on crotch. Bradley lies back, puts the arms out wide, stretches out. For the first time his penis is somewhat visible. Though it's
a few inches below the surface, I can see a dark patch of pubic hair. Bradley is the only dark haired kid in the family. His dick looks a lot
bigger than Chad's, no surprise since Chad is three years younger. Bradley can't float motionless. His legs and arm movements move his body up
and down. Glimpses of his dick are revealed a few times as it temporarily breaks the surface. It's like watching Loch Ness for glimpses of the monster to appear.
"Is that all there is to this dare," I asked.
"Floating is not the dare. Bradley is going to be a tugboat. He will tow me across to the other side of the pool and back."
Bradley lifts his head up. "How can I tow you while I'm on my back? I need my arms to swim."
"And his feet," I added.
Delilah grabs Bradley's dick, takes hold of it with her right hand, lifting it up to wrap her fingers firmly around it. My older brother tried to move,
but Delilah must have placed her other hand under Bradley's butt, keeping him afloat and mostly in motionless position.
"I will hold onto this. Both arms and legs are free to motor his boat. Down and back. Give me a ride."
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Re: Worse Than Shameful: No Need For Modesty_New March 20
Amazing TeenFan, I know I've said it before but your creativity never fails to impress!
I would have never guessed that would be Delilahs dare for him
I have a feeling Bradley's "gear stick" for the tugboat may get a bit larger now it's being firmly gripped, can you imagine what the adults must be thinking seeing him float past like that? With his penis sticking up
Brilliant, can't wait for more!
I would have never guessed that would be Delilahs dare for him

I have a feeling Bradley's "gear stick" for the tugboat may get a bit larger now it's being firmly gripped, can you imagine what the adults must be thinking seeing him float past like that? With his penis sticking up

Brilliant, can't wait for more!
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