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Necrofantasy
Chapter 33. Erotic Paralysis


Lying there in the dark, Timothy isn't sure what Jill means by "Cat Toy". He can't see it, but he can feel it. The thing is brushed up under his
balls, tickling the skin. Tim shivers as the scrotum tightens up. The toy is soft and hard at the same time, then another section of it touches
lightly like little puffs of cotton balls.

It's dark in Jack's bedroom, and as long as the two flashlights are aimed down at his lower parts, then Tim can keep his eyes open.
With a yellowish glow he can see the faces of his two cousins. Both are grinning, little reflections of light coming off of their bared teeth.
They look like ghouls in a creepy COMET channel showing of a low budget 80s kid's horror flick.

"I've never seen this up close before," Jill whispers excitedly. "I know you've mentioned such a thing before. But seeing is so much better."

Jack sticks his flashlight into his mouth. Closing the lips around the round plastic end, it makes for a near perfect seal. The cheeks on his
older male cousin glow orange. The veins in his cheeks look red. Jack now looks like a Jack-0-Lantern. Jill laughs and calls her brother,
"Such an idiot." Jack pulls the flashlight out of his mouth.

"I got an idea," Jack says. "Hold your flashlight up against the sack. Let's see if it can make it glow, make Timmy's nuts light up."

Once again, Tim can't see it, but he certainly can feel the round business end of the flashlight as it presses against his balls. Jill tucked the
light underneath as much as she could, lifting up on them. Jack leans down to take a look.

"It doesn't work quite as well as when the light shines through my hand...or your face," Jill says. "I want to try something else now."

The flashlight pulled away and the two beams focused on Tim's rigid penis. It already feels like it's completely hard, but when the cat toy
resumed its tactile tickling, touching the botton of the shaft and moving toward the head, the response was immediate. Jerking and twitching
it rises off of Tim's stomach.

"That sure got a response. Keep it up, sis."

"Look at that...he's got goose bumpy all over. Look at his thighs."

One of the light beams travels up the body, checking for places where the skin is goose bumped. This happens to be mostly on the arms and
legs and...

"Look how pointy those nipples are. They look like those chocolate kisses that are wrapped up in green and red foil," and Jill leans over Tim's
chest. She rubs a finger on each nipple, rubbing and lightly squeezing.

"If that don't wake him up, nothing will." Jack encourages further exploration. "Use the toy on the head. You didn't get it the first time."

More shivers run through Tim's body as the soft but semi-prickly thing touches and rubs against the most sensitive part of a boy's body. Now
he knows what tickle torture really is, especially when one is trying to pretend to still be asleep. It takes a great deal of focus and willpower
not to laugh out loud. Even more willpower not to move a muscle.

The only thing moving is the penis, as it pulses and bobs up off of the tummy. It rises up slightly, lowers back down, rinse and repeat over
and over.

"If you hold it just right you can feel the heartbeat," and Jack got up on his knees, and Timothy can see his cousin Jack is still fully naked.
Jack is also quite hard and erect, feeling along his long shaft. Jack then motions to the spot with a finger. "Right here. Press your finger
to this spot and you can count my heart rate."

It was a whole new level of excitement, of sexual intensity, as Tim sees Jill grab Jack's dick. Jill nods her head when she finds and feels that
certain spot on her brothers boner, the place where the artery comes closest to the surface. Timothy could feel his own dick twitch when he
watches one cousin lay hands upon the other in a way that is far beyond innocent playfulness.

"Wow. I can really feel it. I'll see if I can find that place on Timmy. Here...hold the flashlight. I need both hands for this."

Jill picks up the penis, raises it up to a near vertical level. She probes with her fingers of the other hand, the fingers pressing and squeezing
and looking for a certain location. Soon she has it, and her finger press onto the shaft. Even Tim can feel the pulse pounding away down there.

"It's throbbing like it wants to explode. I bet if I keep tickling him he'll blast off like a popped bottle of Champaign."

For once the imagery was aptly spoken. Tim can imagine how it must look, he can only see it by surreptitiously looking downward, trying not
to arouse suspicion that he's wide awake and watching. With the double beams of two flashlights shining on it, the dick appears very much
like a rocket ship that is about to go off during a nighttime launching. With how much the muscles underneath the skin of his abdomen are
trembling like a earthquake, it's obvious he can't last much longer.

It's such a violation, having these two cousins come onto him this way, tickling and teasing him until he explodes. There isn't anything more
arousing and stimulating, nothing that could be desired more than getting more of this treatment. If Tim objected he could easily have "Woken
Up" and said something. Tim has no interest in waking up, better to be paralyzed by absolute arousal.

"Tickle it some more. Really rub it good," and even Jack wants to see what happens. "He's younger than I am. How does he have such big
balls?"

For the next couple minutes keeping himself still is in itself an agony. Agony and ecstasy at the same time. Jill placed the dick back down, and
she went back to work with that cat toy. The tickles increase as she slides the thing up and down and all around. She pushes it into his pubic
hair. She shoves the thing between the balls and butt hole, sending another round of shakes and shivers like a soon to be massive quake that will tear the land apart. Several times Jack touched it with his finger, and he commented on how much it moves on its own. Then Jack's arm started moving. He placed both flashlights in one hand and the other hand got busy stroking himself.

With the light shining on his dick, Tim can't see the faces of Jack and Jill...and they can't see his face. But Tim can see what Jack is doing to
himself, and that causes a fresh wave of intensity to an already overworked and perverted emotional state. If Timothy is dead on the bed,
then what his dear cousins are doing is akin to necrophilia.

This goes on for another few minutes. Seeing the faces of his two cousins becomes easier all of a sudden. Tim looks over at the window. Some yellowish light is coming through. It's sunrise. Like a vampire he needs to finish what is being done so he can hide from the light.

Jill begins to multi-task. She continues to rub the cat toy on Tim's penis, while she takes over stroking her brother's penis. This is so sexy. It's
a porn show and a tickle tease all in one. Jack's tongue is hanging out and he's panting like a dog. Jill sqeezes and tugs on that long fat cock
her brother has, and with the toy she teases and tickes the bull's balls of her dear ol cousin Timothy.

Tim can feel it more than witness it. His cock jerks like a fishing line that got a hook into a large big mouthed bass. The dick lifts itself upward
and a stream of jism shoots outward. Tim's body siezes up and he too pants like a beast. Wave after wave of cum streams out as Jill and Jack
look on in awe, as they both gasp in total joy at seeing the cock erupt so violently. At least three, possibly four big bursts come out...with no
assistance of a helping hand. The first three shots all land on Tim's chest. A fourth splat plops down on his belly button. A final twitch occurs
and some more stuff oozes out.

"OH crap...that was a lot." Jill seems to be most impressed. She leans down to inspect.

Moaning sounds make Tim look in the other direction. "Jill...I'm coming close to cuming...Jill... what should I do?" Jack asks as his sister had continued to pump away on the much larger dick in her hand.

"Come closer to Timmy. He's already made such a mess. Cum on his chest."

Jack scoots forward, and rises up on his knees again. He looks so tall that way, such a tall and lean boy and his dick appears enormous. It
hangs over Tim's body like a bridge over troubled waters, or maybe bodies of water, or just a dead body on a bed. Jill lets go of her brother's
penis, and Jack takes over. Jacking it furously he aims it downward, as if he's going to shoot a gun at Timothy. Tim instantly imagines he's
tied up to a post and about to be executed by firing squad, and the only gun needed to do the job belongs to his fifteen year old cousin.

With guttural grunts a ton of wet, hot cum explodes from the huge cannon between Jack's legs. Several blasts hit the chest with an audible
plop splat plop. Jill laughs, seeing a torrid of fluid released, a prodigious amount. Tim can feel the stuff forming pools, some more running over the side of his ribcage, dripping down to the bed sheet. It took every ounce of control to stay motionless and let it all happen to him.

And Tim loved every bit of it. Even getting totally slimed in Jack Jism was quite an experience.

"OH Fuck...that is a lot of cum on him. OH Fuck...the sun is up. The little mongrel sisters will be getting up soon. I have to get back to my
room before they notice I'm not there."

Once again, Jack needs some directions. "What do I do now?"

"Lie down and go back to sleep next to Timmy. You were asleep the whole time. You didn't notice a thing and never woke up. You got that
Jackie Boy." And Jill gets off the bed, and she hurriedly departs from the room, closing the door only partway.

Jack is still breathing heavily as he pulls the bed sheet partway up both his body and up to the thighs on Timothy. He lies down next to Tim, becoming motionless as Jack pretends to be asleep.

By the time the pools of cum on Tim's chest and stomach begin to lose the warmth of being freshly shot from two dicks, Tim can hear the
pitter patter of little feet coming toward the room...and the whispered voices of two girls.

Great episode! What will the 2 younger cousins do when they see what's happened?

Oh wow game changer of an update I think.

I always love when we get to see the boy actually ejaculate in one of TeenFans stories, there's always tons of great buildup so it's nice to see a climax so to speak. And here we got 2 boys shooting off.

Wonder how Timothy will explain all that mess on himself?

I hope Wynona and Bonnie have a taste. Maybe Jack pretends to be asleep too and they see where the cum came from because it's still dripping? And they decide to suck out the remains but they're so small they can only fit the heads in their mouth? Maybe it's enough to make them both cum again and fill up their tiny little mouths?

Necrofantasy
Chapter 34. Cleanup on Aisle Tim


Not trying to be quiet at all, and in fact announcing their presence by flipping on the overhead ceiling light, Wynona and Bonnie entered their
older brother's bedroom. Timothy had to squeeze his eyes shut, as the sudden burst of light from above him was startling. It all worked out for
the best since Tim was trying to pretend to not be aware of anything. With eyes closed shut he did not see the looks on the faces of the young
girls when they suddenly stopped and got hushed up next to the bedside. Tim was quite aware what it was that caused them to be so
surprised.

"What is that stuff on Timothy?"

"Yuck...I think I know what it is...but I'm not saying anything. I'm gonna go get momma."

The second voice was from Wynona. There is the sound of soft footsteps, and it must be Wynona leaving the room.

There was some motion to his side, at the side of the bed where Jack was lying down next to him. Tim can't see, but what it feels like is
Jack is taking this moment to wipe himself off with the bedsheet. The sheet is moving up and down but only a few inches. Cousin Jack must be using the bedsheet to wipe his dick off and remove any evidence of his misdeeds.

Timothy almost jumped and shouted when he felt something touch him on the stomach. He couldn't figure it out at first, just something poking
him. Then the poker moved, sliding up to his chest. Then the poker moved in circles. The only thing that could be moving like that is Bonnie's
fingertip.

It was a fresh wave of thrilling excitement, a new sensation to be aroused by. Just knowing it was the little lovely Bonnie standing there, looking
down at his cum covered body. How many boys can say they've experienced such a thing? If Tim hadn't just cum he would have gotten completely
erect again.

Harder footfalls come thudding down the hallway, then into the room.

"Mom says she will be here as soon as she gets something put on," says Wynona and she doesn't bother to whisper. "Hey...don't be touching
that stuff. That's icky." Then Wynona, who had moved to the opposite side of the bed from where the younger sister stood, sees something
else interesting. "Hey sis...did you notice Jack. His butt is showing. Our brother slept naked next to Timmy, ha ha," and Wynona grabs the one bedsheet and she yanks it all the way down to uncover Jack's body. Climbing up on the bed, Wynona snuggles up next to her naked brother.

Jack stirs when the hands of his sister tickle his tummy.

"Leave me alone. I want to sleep," Jack shouts, and he grabs the pillow, covers his head with it.

Wynona won't be deterred easily. Sliding one hand lower she wraps it around Jack's flaccid but still easily long enough to grab dick.

"You won't believe what Timmy did on himself. You're lucky he wasn't rolled over in your direction. He'd have splattered you big time big bro."

Aunt Doreen finally enters the room to witness her daughters both doing things little girls shouldn't be doing.

"Wynona, you let go of your brother. Grabbing him there...that is disgraceful, and I'll not have any hanky panky between siblings under this
roof. You get up and stand aside."

Then Aunt Doreen saw what the other girl's hand is busily doing. "Bonnie, what are you doing?"

"Somebody spilled all the Elmer's Glue on top of Timmy's tummy. He's all sticky."

Aunt Doreen steps over to the bedside. She looks down at her nephew lying there flat on his back, his front upper body coated in globs of
white stuff. The little girl's finger was poking into the largest pool that was covering up the belly button. Aunt Doreen leans down and she
gets a whiff of what is on her nephew. Quickly she yanks Bonnie back away from the bed.

"Ahh...ummm...that's right...It seems somebody spilled a bottle of glue onto Timothy's chest and stomach. That's a dirty rotten trick somebody
did. Can you and your sister run off to the bathroom. Get me the sponge and a few washcloths."

The two girls get sent out to grab the cleaning supplies.

The pillow is grabbed from off the other boy on the bed, "Okay Jack. You can get up now."

Jack sits up, and he acts as if he's surprised to see he's naked on the bed. Then he does a better act of being shocked to see what is covering
his cousin as he says, "What is that on Timmy?"

"The girl's think that's glue all over him. But we know better. Well...what happened?'

"I don't know what happened." And no matter what his mom said, Jack continued to say he has no clue.

"Then get up and put your underwear on. Two boys sleeping next to each other all nakie like that. Some of that might have gotten onto you.
Go take yourself a shower. Then get the kitchen work started for breakfast. Get the waffle maker down from the cabinet. Only you can
reach it."

Jack gets his boxers on, and he's headed out the door when the two girls come running back in. The sponge has been wetted and they have
half a dozen washcloths in their hands.

Aunt Doreen supervises the cleaning. Timmy gets a sponging and the cloths are used by the girls to soak up the fluids.

Aunt Doreen sounds annoyed at all of this, not surprisingly. "This stuff ran down to the sheets on both sides of his body. I'll have to wash all the bedding after this. Don't rub him too hard. Let him wake up on his own."

Timothy imagines he's very sick and in the Hospital. He pretends the pretty nurses are giving him a sponge bath with water treated with
germ killer. He's so close to death he has no fear, and no caring if the young nurses see him with no clothes on. The dying have little
need to be modest.

After the cleanup job is finished, Aunt Doreen and Wynona carry all the icky cum covered cloths to the bathroom where they will all be dumped
into the bathtub for their own cleaning with bleach and soap. Tim can hear Wynona teasing Jack, who was still in the shower, as she flushes the toilet to make the water run too hotly in the shower. This made Jack swear he'd make his sister swim naked at the swimming hole in front of
Billy Bunson and all the other boys in the area.

Even with all the commotion going on, Timothy was aware somebody was still in the bedroom. He opens his eyes to slits, and he sees Bonnie
is standing next to the bed. She is staring at him.

Bonnie steps one foot closer, and farther down toward the bottom of the bed. She leans over, placing her hand onto Tim's dick.

Necrofantasy
Chapter 35. Touch of Vengeance


As Timothy was laid out on the bed, as he was being cleaned off with a sponge by Aunt Doreen and mopped up with cloths in the hands of the
two young cousins, his mind drifted deeper into its own recesses to the place he called the Dead Zone. It was the only way he could remain
motionless after the humiliating thing Jack had done to him, and the continued embarrassment of being naked in front of many relatives.
Having to listen to the giggles and less than complimentary comments by Wynona and Bonnie made his blood boil over, or would have if he was
wide awake and watching it all take place. But in the Dead Zone Tim can keep cool, keep calm, even when the water on the sponge is so
cold.

"Why is Timmy so weird"
"His balls look funny. It's like they're swollen"
"Why is his dick dripping that gooey stuff?"

"It's surprising his balls still look so large, considering...ummm...all this glue got on him," says Aunt Doreen.

Aunt Doreen keeps up the pretense that it's glue on Tim's body, trying to keep some level of innocence with the youngest girl of the family.
Tim had to endure quite a few finger pokes on his skin, as both girls twirled their dainty digits through the clumps and pools of boy spunk, which
is quite a lot coming from two very horny teenagers. After five minutes or so, Aunt Doreen and Wynona gathered up all the cleaning cloths, and together they left the room. The bathroom is not far away, and with the door being left open, Tim can hear most of what is said in that bathroom.

"Put the dirty washcloths into the bathtub. Fill it with some water and I'll add some soap and bleach," Aunt Doreen tells her daughter.

There is some muffled shouting and the sound of the toilet flushing. Jack is still in the shower and the toilet just got flushed, an old and dirty
trick played on every sibling in most every family.

"I'll get you Wynona. I'm gonna make you swim nekkid down at the swimming hole. Right in front of Billy Bunson and every other boy
this side of town."

Jack sounded angry and who could blame him.

Timothy would have opened his eyes fully at this point, but he was able to sense that he was not left alone in the bedroom. The younger
cousin had stayed behind. Bonnie was still at the bedside, bent over while looking intently at him. Suddenly the girl wrapped her hand around
Tim's penis, and she began to tug and pull on it.

"Get hard again. Come on...get it hard like before."

One of the things Tim noticed when he was getting that sponge bath, was how badly he needed to urinate. It had been a long time since he
had drained the tank. It was before the cutting of his birthday cake, before the spanking and before the outdoor washing in the wooden tub.
Tim has no idea how many hours that is, but he is way overdue a potty break. The cold water made him shiver, making muscles contract and
putting the squeeze on the bladder area.

Then Tim thought about some of the research he'd done on his own time, online searching for topics unusual for boys his age, or any age for
that matter. Tim was interested in the subject of "What happens when you Die".

One bit of research showed him what happens to the body when it dies from a hemorrhagic fever such as Ebola. He read about that in a book
called "The Hot Zone". Such a death was gruesome but natural. Another research topic was what happens when a guy is hanged, killed slowly
as in "Hanged on a tree branch" type of hanging. So what happens?...the body starts to shut down as it nears death. The mind no longer
controls the functions and things happen. Research showed numerous instances where a hanged man was found having an erection. Even more
rare is the number of times the guy was discovered to have ejaculated, not exactly the type of info teachers want for a school project.

The most common thing to happen to people during a hanging is pissing on themselves. Many times a cowboy or prisoner was noticed to have
wet his britches as he swung from the branch, the tight rope around the neck.

Timothy focused hard...to relax. Tim retreated further into the recesses of his mind he called the Dead Zone. As he imagined himself to be a
dying cow rustler, caught by the posse and hung from the nearest oak tree, he feels his body shutting down and his mind retreating into the
darkness of dying. As his body relaxes the control mechanisms that keep a person from peeing unintentionally are turned off. Tim's body is
turned over to the autopilot.

Bonnie screams out loud when a jet of pee shoots out from Tim's dick. She reacts the same way a girl would when she picked up a fat toad,
and holding that toad up high the dang critter shoots out a stream of pee. It's the pee and flee tactic that amphibians and some reptiles can do.
Bonnie lets go of the wizzing wiener, and it flops over toward the right thigh. Aimed toward the bed the stream shoots off to begin forming
a piss puddle on the mattress.

Bonnie could have run away, but seeing the damage being done to her big brother's bed, she tries to stop it. She grabs the short watering hose
again, wrapping her hand around it and squeezing to try to shut it off. This does work fairly well in stanching the leak, but not completely.

"What is it. Why did you scream?" says Wynona as she rushes into the room. Wynona steps quickly over to the bed, then she bends down to
look at why her sister is gripping Cousin Timmy's dickie that way.

"I can't stop it from spurting?" Bonnie says, and as if she was trying to prove the point she accidentally loosened her grip.

The pee shooter blasts Wynona on the chest. The two girls shriek simultaneously. Bonnie lets go a second time. This time the dick flops
upward, sending the pee stream up Tim's body and it nearly reaches the neck area.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Aunt Doreen has arrived, and she must be in shock at what she is witnessing. The piss begins to peter out, but the flow was a huge torrent in
all, and it was spilling over the side of Tim's body in a cascade.

With Timothy so deep into his Dead Zone he does not smile, not outwardly. Inwardly he is thrilled. He's exacting some revenge on both the
aunt and on Cousin Jack. This is a way of getting even with Aunt Doreen for making him do that naked outdoor bathing, and the spanking
debacle. This is vengeance upon Jack for the nasty way he had cum all over Tim's body.

It's mighty fine music to Timothy's ears to hear Aunt Doreen screaming.

Instead of telling the girls it was glue, Aunt Doreen should have used it to educate the girls on ejaculations and showed them how it happens and let them massage the penis to help him ejaculate. She should tell them that when they had boyfriends and he gets horny, they could keep their clothes on and have their boyfriends strip naked and do this to their boyfriend so they do not get pregnant. That why she knows only the male will be naked but after this chapter, the girls will know everything a prick can do. Good for the girls to know

Necrofantasy
Chapter 36. Getting Clean One More Time


With Aunt Doreen making so much noise with her "Momma is really pissed off" scream, with the two younger girls blubbering on the edge of
crying, Tim uses all that racket as the reason why he wakes up.

Timothy is covered in his own piss. It's running down the sides of his body. Wynona is yanking at the front of her shirt. She was dressed just
like her sister Bonnie, wearing only her panties and a t-shirt. Having gotten a full blast from Tim's water hose, Wynona's shirt is soaked and when
she isn't pulling it outward her small breasts are poking outward like two mounds on an otherwise mostly flat chest.

"What's all the noise about?" Tim asks as he sits up in bed. "Hey...what is this. I'm all wet."

"You just wee wee'd on Jack's bed is what you did. You really made a mess of things. Get out of that bed young man."

Aunt Doreen grabs her nephew by the arm and she begins to escort him out of the room, then down the short hallway. It appears to Timothy
that he is being taken directly to the bathroom.

"You too Wynona...you get your butt in gear and come in here too," and the momma of the house has bad news for more than one person, and
bad news for Jack as she yanks the curtain on the shower wide open. "You are done in here Jack. Get out so I can get others in."

Jack is taken aback by the suddenness of it all. He was happily, though temporarily, alone in the bathroom taking a nice hot shower when
suddenly his mom, his cousin, and both younger sisters are crowding into the bathroom.

"What's going on here?" Jack shouts as he reluctantly steps out of the bathtub.

"Yeah, what is going on here? What is all this shouting about?" and finally Jill had gotten out of bed. She does seem concerned as to what is
causing all the ruckus. She did know about the troubles she left behind in the bedroom when she and Jack got Timmothy all jacked up and
turned into a cum creamsicle. The cum catastrophe Jill already knew about, but the recent outbursts were a mystery to her.

"Your cousin Timmy wet the bed. He shot off all over Wynona and made a freaking mess of everything."

"Say what," says Jill.
"He did what," says Jack.

Standing naked in the middle of the crowded room, Jack had no thought for grabbing a towel. Instead he grabbed his cousin by the balls.
"You peed on my bed? You little creepy mongrel of a mutt- -"

Aunt Doreen had to step in between the two boys, or it might have ended up badly for Timothy. The mom of the house had to use all of her
authority to keep everyone calm under control.

"Jack, let him go. He's not right in the head. You and Bonnie go back to that room and strip the bed of all the sheets. Take em down to the
wooden wash tub out by the corral. Just dump them in there and run some fresh water into the tub."

Jack and Bonnie leave the bathroom. Jack still doesn't have anything on at this point.

"Jill, we have to get this boy washed off again. First he was covered in a boat load of boy juices, which I had to clean up with the help of the
little ones...then he pissed all over himself. What am I gonna do with him? Get into that shower, Timothy. Jill will supervise your getting
cleaned up again. You too, Wynona. Take those clothes off and get into the shower with Timothy....Now don't back talk to me young lady.
There is no dignity in standing there with piss soaked undies on. Get them off and get clean in that shower. Don't let them out until both
are scrubbed up, okay Jill."

The angry momma leaves the room, leaving Jill in charge. Wynona is nearly crying when she is forced to raise her arms upward, the wet and
foul smelling shirt lifted off of her. She did make several audible sobs when Jill pulls down the girl's cotton underpants, which happened to be
pink and yellow with a flower pattern. Standing in the tub, the shower hitting him and spraying partway into the rest of the bathroom, Tim
was doing his best not to laugh. Of all the rotten things that had happened to him during this birthday weekend, this is the only thing that was
wonderful and fantastic. For the first time ever Tim gets to see one of his girl cousins nude. The eleven year old has pointy, nubby, barely boobs
on her chest. Down between her legs she had just started a growth of fine wispy hairs that were light brown. Timothy is all smiles, as for
once he gets to gawk at a bare naked lady. Staring intently at Wynona's cute bottom, as she faced away from him, Tim got a hardon which he
seriously considered poking into his younger cousin's butt...all done accidentally of course, and that is what Tim did. He slips just enough to
cause his body to slide forward, the tip of his dick smacking right into the ass crack in front of him. Wynona did a great imitation of a squealing
pig. Jill threatened to give him another spanking.

Tim cooperated fully, doing whatever order Jill gave to him. Mostly he got to wash himself this time. Jill focused on cleaning and keeping her
sister calm. It was no big deal to be naked in the shower, since he's been naked in front of everyone else going on two days now. It was Wynona who was the blubbering mess, and it was a fun sight to see.

* * * * *

After the chaos settled down, after the cleanup in the bedroom was finished, after Jack and Bonnie returned from the corral, things
started to get back to normal. Jack had put on boxers and cowboy boots when he and Bonnie took the soiled sheets and mattress pad out to
the wooden tub. He really looked like a country boy. Bonnie was barefoot, and she still only had on panties and t-shirt. Aunt Doreen finally
got around to telling her children to put more clothes on.

Aunt Doreen had the last laugh, the last bit of fun out of the remnants of the birthday visit by Mrs. Tuttle and her timid son. The whole family
went out the back door together. Jack, Wynona, and Bonnie had finally gotten fully dressed. Uncle Benjamin was in his overalls and the only
one without any clothes was Timothy.

"Let's go out to the pasture and try to find Timmy's clothes," Aunt Doreen suggested. "Who knows where they will be after the windy storm
blew through."

The family unit stuck close by like glue, as Timothy walked from the house to the corral. Unfortunately none of his clothes were hanging on
the wooden beams of the corral. Out in the cow pasture they must have gotten wind tossed. Tim had to search high and low, looking up into
the mesquite tree branches, looking low into the cactus. It took at least half an hour of searching through the field to find the last of his clothes,
and one sock was never found. Even the dumb cows stared at the naked human, as they wondered what kind of idiot runs around without his
chaps and vest.

When it was time to leave for home, Mrs. Tuttle apologized for her son's behavior. "I don't know what comes over him," she said. The funny thing
is Tim's mother never knew he recently had cum all over him.

An amazing chapter and a great way for the stay to end! Tim got his revenge for sure, but eventually he did get what was cumming to him. Only slightly, serves him right. I am wondering what will happen next! Perhaps another time skip?

Themarble wrote: ↑Mon Dec 09, 2024 4:48 pm I am wondering what will happen next! Perhaps another time skip?

It will only be a small jump in time. Timothy will still be fourteen when the next big event happens.