Troop 80 Part 2
By Captain J
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copyright 2007 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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Part 2: Billy's First Dance Show

Five vans were parked outside, the boys filled the first three and the girls filled two more, all were headed to the United Methodist Church for a Indian Dance exhibition by Boy Scout Troop 80. The boys were all in costume except for pieces which couldn't be sat on or were too big to wear in the vans. Those parts would be put on just before the show. Feathered tail pieces and headdresses just couldn't be worn in a vehicle packed with boys.

When they arrived at the church and went inside, Billy was surprised at the size of the 'multi-purpose' room that was set up as an auditorium. It was huge, at least three times bigger, compared to the one at his church; it looked like it had seating for about 400 people. A man in a scout uniform met them just inside the room. "Hello boys, I'm Mr. Crawford, Scoutmaster of Troop 92. I want to thank you guys for doing this show, I've been trying to get my troop interested in Indian Lore and hopefully your performance will be an inspiration to my boys. Now follow me and I'll show you to a big storage room behind the stage where you can make final adjustments, while the people arrive and are seated; then I'll give a short introduction about Scouting and Mr. Baker will take it from there." All the boys nodded and followed him through the hall to a door off to the side of the stage. The girls and two mothers who were drivers, started talking to some women off to one side where the Church kitchen was located, as the women were preparing refreshments to follow the show. They had seats already reserved for them on the right side facing the stage, where they could watch 'their boys' do their show.

It was a 45 minute wait in the store room, before, Billy's thoughts were interrupted by a voice from a speaker on the wall. It was Mr. Crawford, making his welcoming speech and telling the crowd about Boy Scouts in general and his troop in particular, Inviting boys to join his group. He then introduced Mr. Baker who appeared in full costume, and you could hear the 'oohs and ahhs' from the audience when he stepped into view. He then told the people about the history of his Troop's dance team and that all of the costumes were 'authentic' as were the dances. "Get READY!" Paul called out and the drummers stepped through a door and onto the stage, just as the lights in the hall were turned out and the electric fire on the stage lit. The stage lighting came up to a low level so that it looked like a night scene as the drummers started pounding a beat. The lighting was just enough to show off the costumes, but was still kind of dim. As the drums started, the boys proceeded onto the stage from both sides dancing as they entered, and then proceeded immediately into a fast dance, filling the stage with the sound of jingling bells and rattles carried by some of the boys.

The audience immediately applauded and some comments on their colorful costumes could be heard as Billy circled by the front edge of the stage. Once the initial dance finished the boys formed a semi-circle facing the audience and Mr. Baker called several of the boys forward one at a time, explaining their costumes and which Tribes they represented. All of the costumes were hand made by the boys and each picked out and made his own; the only requirement was that it had to be specific to a particular Tribe and be as authentic as possible with available materials.

While this was going on, Billy stood at the rear of the stage, looking out at the audience. The room was full, in fact overflowing! There were people standing in the back and down both sides, there must be at least 500 watching them, ranging in age from very old to little kids not much out of 'toddler' stage. Paul was standing beside him having returned from showing off his costume and Billy felt very small beside the big 17 year-old boy.

The show proceeded, boys dancing solo or in groups of two, three or four doing special dances, most were 'story' dances, which Mr. Baker explained as the dances were performed. It was then time for another group dance, a very fast one, and Paul gave him a little nudge as the drums struck the first beat. Billy had been 'daydreaming' and was a second or two late stepping into the flow of dancing boys. Twice around the fire on the stage and Billy's worst nightmare came true. The rawhide thong which held his loincloth in place, broke and the cloth, dropped to the floor between his legs as he was taking a wide step to make the turn. Even worse, the boy behind him almost tripped on it and kicked it out of the way and over the front of the stage. Billy was now dancing completely naked! At least some of the audience saw what happened, as Billy could hear a little laughter coming from the front rows, as he made the turn around the backside of the 'fire' when he got near the stage left wing, he ran for the darkness, passing behind the drummers and out to the store room.

Billy was devastated, he'd been naked in front of hundreds of people and at least some had been laughing at him as he ran off the stage. He sat in a corner, balled up hugging his knees and crying his heart out, his whole body trembling as he heard the sounds of the dancers continuing the show only a few feet away. He sat there for what seem like a very long time, until he heard the distinctive beat for the 'Eagle' Dance and knew that the show was near ending. Just then Scott stepped into the room and was setting his bowls out and poured a clear liquid into them, and as he carried them across the room, he looked over at Billy. "You OK?"

"No," Billy whimpered.

"No big deal, shit happens…. Gotta go I'm up next…"

Scott had no more than disappeared to the stage wing, when the door from the auditorium opened and Susan's head appeared. "Billy are you in here?" she quietly asked as she quickly closed the door behind her. Billy didn't answer, he just curled up tighter hiding his face against his knees. She saw his trembling body and quickly crossed over to him.

"Billy I'm so sorry that happened on your first show." She offered consoling him, "Billy, it's happened before to other guys and it'll probably happen again to someone. It's no big deal."

"They were laughing at me," He whimpered as this teary eyes and a streaked face looked up at her, his tears leaving white trails on his cheeks where it washed away some of his makeup.

"No they weren't!" She replied, taking his chin in her hand and forcing him to look at her as he tried to look away. "They were laughing at the SITUATION! NOT at you personally. They don't even know WHO you are. All they saw, except for maybe a very few, was a boy in full body makeup, wearing a wig, who's loincloth came off and maybe got a flash of your behind as you turned the corner and hit the darker rear stage, then disappeared off the wing. I was sitting at the ONLY angle that had any view of you and if you weren't smaller than the other guys, wouldn't have known it was YOU. So suck it up and GET OVER IT!" she finished sternly.

Billy sat there still trembling.

"But Susan, how can I face those people? After… after what happened."

"Billy, I'm going to fix your makeup and when the show is over go get your loincloth and bring it back to you. Then you are going to go out during refreshments like absolutely nothing happened and nothing is wrong. You are one of four smaller guys all dressed almost the same and none of those people know WHO was the one who had the costume problem."

Billy stood as she told him to, but trembled as he stood there. "I'm sorry Susan, I'm such a sissy… crying like this…"

Grabbing his chin again, she forced him to look into her eyes. "No you're NOT, you're my friend and brave to even go out there half naked to put on a show for them. Now I know you can do this Billy, it's not a big deal to anyone except you. Now be brave and finish it. Everything will be just fine; you have to believe me on this!"

"Ok, I believe you." He whispered looking so deeply into her eyes that he was transfixed. Susan nodded and then used her fingertips to smooth the makeup on his face, as he continued to stare into her eyes. Her fingers quickly covering the tear tracks, so that his makeup was uniform again.

"I'd like to hug you right now Billy, cuz I think you need one right now, but I'd get makeup all over me if I did, so the best I can do is give you a little pat." She said as she reached down and gave his butt a caress and a couple little pats. "Now relax and the guys will be done in a few minutes, then I'll go get your loincloth. OK?"

"I really wish you could hug me too," he whispered back, "I really could use one right now. I'm scared to death Susan… Thanks for being here for me,… I… I really appreciate it."

"Friends take care of each other Billy, and you're my friend," she said smiling warmly and giving his behind another little pat. Just then the whole place erupted in applause, "Scott must have finished his dance," she murmured, "only one final dance to go, I'll sneak out now and get your costume as soon as the lights come on." She said heading for the doorway and quickly disappearing.

Susan was right because Billy immediately heard the drum beat of the 'finale' dance and loud applause as the boys started pouring back into the room from the stage wing. A couple of minutes later, Susan stuck her head in the door and handed his loincloth to one of the boys to give to him. Billy took it from the boy and was just checking it for damage when Paul came over with the broken thong.

"Here's your thong Billy, where did you get it?"

"There was a box full in the garage," Billy responded.

"It's old and really weak, I'm surprised it even made the trip over here. Always use one of the new ones hanging on the pegs by the showers. That thing looks like an old lace from a boot, see all the discolored spots from where it was threaded through the eyes?"

Billy looked at the strip of rawhide closely and saw black spots about every two or three inches. Where the spots, were, it was only half as thick as the other areas. "Yeah, I see what you mean," he mumbled.

"Don't worry Billy it happens every once in a while, happened to me once. That's why I use 2 thongs! Here let me give you one of mine, now that all the active moving is done. I wouldn't trust that one for even a minute." He said smiling as he lifted his loincloth and untied one of two leather strips holding it in place.

"Thanks Paul, I really appreciate it!" Billy said as he accepted the leather thong and proceeded to put his loincloth back on. Feeling much better, as the cloth covered him again.

Shortly all the boys went out into the main room, where tables had been set up with sandwiches, cookies, small cakes and drinks as the people milled about talking about the show. As the boys appeared, they got another round of applause and were lead to the head of the refreshment line, then stood about talking with people individually and in small groups as folks took the opportunity to look at their costumes closely and the boys explained the various parts and their historical significance. Susan had been right about no one recognizing him. He heard a couple of girls giggle about the boy, who'd lost his costume, "missed it" one of them said, "couldn't see from my angle," the other girl replied. "Just a flash of fanny was all I saw," she continued, sounding disappointed. Billy blushed since he was only standing two feet from them, but the benefits of makeup meant they couldn't see him blush.

Mr. Crawford talked to the boys before they left and thanked them for doing the show. "I'll have five new Scouts at our next meeting as a direct result of your efforts tonight and a lot of other boys excited about studying Indian Lore. I don't know how to thank you; just know you've done well tonight and I won't forget it, should we be able to help your Troop sometime."

"That's why we came," Mr. Baker replied, "If you need us again, just call and we'll be happy to help." Then lead his boys outside to the vans for the trip home.

Back in the Baker basement, the boys stripped off their costumes while the girls went upstairs and changed into swimsuits. When the girls came back down, the boys were all in the showers starting the process of getting all that makeup off their bodies. Billy was scrubbing at himself when he felt a familiar hand on his shoulder, and looked over it smiling as his beautiful friend stood there in her bikini, smiling back at him. "Hi!" he whispered to her, then stepped back out of the water flow.

"Hi yourself!" she whispered back, then without further words went to work on his body scrubbing him with cloth in one hand and bare fingers with the other. Billy just stood there relaxed in her hands and let her clean him.

After he'd rinsed the first time, she was washing at his neck, behind him as he meekly stood still for her, when she whispered over his shoulder, "You OK now?"

"Yeah, you were right, no one recognized me during the reception. I heard a couple of girls giggling, but neither saw anything except a 'flash of fanny' and I was standing there right beside them while they were talking."

"Feeling better about yourself?"

"Yeah…but I'd still like that hug offered from a very pretty girl…"

"Sweet talker now, are you? Well I'll give you that hug, but not here. Mrs. Baker gets upset at 'unnecessarily familiar touching' in her presence. I got away with it last night because it was your first time and she knew you were bashful and upset; I wouldn't get away with it tonight."

"OK just say when, cuz I'm looking forward to it…"

"When I take you home tonight, we're walking again…"

"OK," he replied as her hands massaged his behind, 'cleaning' it for him, "Um…that feels really good when you do it…" All he heard was a little giggle in reply.

When Billy was clean, Susan stepped into the shower and quickly got the little bit of makeup that had transferred to her in the process of washing him off, then grabbed a towel and headed upstairs while he was drying himself with a towel. Five minutes later she was back dressed in shorts and tube top with sandals and her hair in a ponytail. Billy was just stepping into his moccasins, when she took his hand and led him over to Mrs. Baker.

"Billy's all done Mrs. Baker, I'll walk him home again tonight if that's OK." She offered as the woman looked Billy over.

"Billy you're doing much better today with your modesty problem. I don't need to tie your hands again do I?"

"No Mrs. Baker, after my accident on stage tonight I think I can handle the short walk home." He meekly replied with a little blush.

"Yes well, unfortunately things like that sometimes happen, but you handled it well, no one made any comments to me or my husband about it and you seem to have survived it OK. So yes Susan take our little naked boy home and let him get some rest. He's had a trying time this evening."

"Thank you and good night," both kids responded and Susan quickly led him outside into the cool dark evening. Billy gave a little shiver as they rounded the house and the breeze passed over his body. "Cold?" Susan asked.

"Just a little. It's cooler out here and the wind hitting me unexpected was a little shocking."

"Come here, and let me keep you warm then," she said as she dropped his hand and pulled his body against her's wrapping her right arm around his shoulders as his left slid around her small waist. "Better?" she whispered.

"I like it, feels really good…"

"I like it too," she murmured as their bodies rubbed while they walked.

A half block from his house Susan guided him into some shadows near a tree, "Time for that hug I owe my favorite boy," she softly told him and quickly wrapped herself tightly against him, her pert breasts rubbing against his chest and she lay her head against him, his chin resting on top of it, while her hands stroked his back and gave him a two handed squeeze to his buns, then patted his rear before sliding up to his upper back again.

Billy was in heaven as her body warmed him and her hands were doing wonderful things to him. He could feel an erection starting, and didn't want to arrive home with a hard-on. "Susan, we need to break this off, I… I don't want to be having a boner when I get home and that's going to happen real quick if we don't stop."

"Oh poor Billy," she chuckled, "Boys get boners all the time, especially young ones like you and it's no big deal. It tells me you like me. Don't be embarrassed getting an erection in my presence. I think it's nice that you feel that way about me." She said as she leaned up and kissed him lightly on the mouth.

"But we do need to get you home, Mrs. Baker probably called your Mother and told her I'm walking you home, so she'll be looking for us and we can't take to long to make it there; or she'll know something's going on…" Susan added then released him and shifted back to just holding his hand in her's.

As they got closer to his home, sure enough there was his Mother waiting on the porch looking back in their direction. "Hello Mrs. Carter," Susan offered as they approached the porch.

"Hello Susan, everything alright?"

"Yes Billy has been very good today, he's getting over his modesty problem very well, he even had an accident on stage and handled it well; I think his problem is almost solved."

"What do you mean accident?"

Susan then told his mother about the rawhide thong breaking and his loincloth falling off in front of over 400 people. She left out the description of the sobbing boy she'd found in the store room and just told her that after his costume was repaired he'd gone out for the reception and met with the people as if nothing had happened.

"Well that does sound encouraging, but I'm still going to keep him naked this weekend to make sure he's over all this modesty. Boys have no reason to be modest and he will learn that."

"Whatever you think is best." Susan replied, then turned to leave saying goodbye to Billy and his mother.

Inside, the house was already decorated for his sister's birthday party the next day and as Billy looked at all the preparations his mother informed him that 18 girls would be attending the next day. "You will be here and participate during the party and I expect you to not even attempt to hide yourself from the girls! Otherwise, I'll spank your bottom so red you'll not sit for days. Are we clear on this?"

"Yes Mother, I understand," he said his body giving a shiver at even the thought of that happening. "May I go to bed now? I'm kind of tired, it's been a long day."

"Yes Billy, I'll see you in the morning, Goodnight."

"Night Mother…" he softly replied as he plodded off to his bed. He spent a restless night waking up several times to nightmares of being poked, prodded and handled by all those girls….

Anne's Birthday

Billy was groggy from lack of quality sleep when his sister woke him the next morning with a slap on the behind. "Ouch! Why'd you hit me?"

"Because I've been trying for five minutes to get you to wake up. Now get UP!"

"Sorry, I didn't sleep too good…"

"I don't care just get up! Mom wants you to carry some chairs out back and help set up tables. So if you want any breakfast you better be moving quick!"

"OK….be right there…"

Billy was rubbing his eyes and staggering a little as he arrived in the kitchen for breakfast and found bacon and eggs waiting for him with toast and juice. By the time he'd finished eating, he was awake, and his mother was 'hovering' over him. "Go get the lawn chairs from the garage and set them up on the patio, then set up the two folding tables out there for refreshments. When you're done with that come back here, I've got so much to do and no time to get it done!"

"Yes Mother," He meekly replied and quickly headed for the back door wanting to escape the wrath of his frustrated mother, before she found some reason to punish him.

Out in the garage he found a stack of nine folding chairs, <must have borrowed some we don't own this many>, he thought as he started carrying them to the patio and setting them up around the edge. As he was putting the second table in place, his mother appeared in the door and told him to start carrying food out and putting it on the table as she came down the steps herself with a big punch bowl in one hand and an ice ring in the other, followed by his sister carrying two pitchers, which he assumed had the punch.

Billy went inside and started ferrying trays of snacks and cookies outside, then a huge sheet cake, with 'Happy Birthday Anne' in script on it. He almost dropped the cake as his sister charged by him in the doorway running into the house for some unknown reason. <Close one! I'd be in deep shit if I dropped the cake> flashed through his mind and he shuddered as he stepped down and safely deposited it on the end of the table where a clear space had been left for it.

Meanwhile his mother was running all over the house, straightening this and dusting that, <Jesus, you'd think the Queen of England was coming, not a bunch of girls> he thought as he tried to stay out of her way.

It was almost a relief when the doorbell rang as the guest began to arrive. Anne answered the door to a group of four girls all about her age who all giggled and blatantly stared at him as his sister explained that he was learning not to be so modest about his body. The girls giggled and snickered and whispered wildly back and forth then moved on through the house and out to the patio. Over the next 20 minutes it was the same thing over and over as a total of 18 girls arrived. Billy didn't know most of them and from the way they were acting didn't want to. Almost all were between the ages of 7 and 10 and obviously knew his sister. Last to arrive was a relief. Susan stood in the doorway and was welcomed by his sister and after giving Anne a kiss on the cheek depositing a present on the pile on the kitchen table.

"Outside with the group," Anne told her brother, everyone's here now.

Billy nodded and followed Susan and Anne down the steps to the patio where he was immediately greeted by comments flying back and forth between the excited girls about the 'naked boy' in the house. When they saw him coming down the steps, they all looked at him and he could feel all those eyes fixed on his body, especially the middle of his body, which caused his to blush. Suddenly the whole place erupted again as they whispered back and forth between themselves, with lots of giggles and laughter interspersed. Billy and Susan crossed the open area and saw that no chairs were left, so he put a couple of cushions on the paving stones by the garage and sat on one as Susan quickly took the other one beside him.

When Billy sat down, he sat with his knees bent, feet apart and his hands resting nervously on his knees. His privates clearly on display to anyone who wanted to look.

"Why are you sitting like that?" Susan whispered.

"It's the only way I know to keep from getting punished," he whispered back and when she looked at him questioningly, he continued. "If I try to hide myself or conceal my…my privates, Mom will spank me in front of them… that…that's not going to happen!"

"I'll help," she said trying to reassure him, and reaching out to stroke his left thigh which was pressed up against her own leg.

"Why are you here?" he quietly asked, "I mean you're older than all these girls."

"I was invited two weeks ago by your mother, but didn't plan on coming until you got put in this 'modesty' training and decided you might like one friendly face present. Besides, this way the 'older girl' can keep them from hurting you or pawing you more than absolutely necessary."

"Thanks, I really appreciate you being here. I'm going to need all the support I can get."

"My pleasure," she said as her right arm snuck around his back and held him at the waist, stroking his lower back whenever, he gave a tremble or blush in response to 'crude' comments flowing around them as the young girls chattered among themselves.

During the next three hours, every one of the girls came over to him and openly stared at his crotch, most laughing or at least giggling at his situation. Billy was blushing almost continuously but stayed put, legs open on display to them. A couple of the girls took the opportunity to fondle him but Susan hovering over them kept it to a minimum. She left his side only long enough to get them cake and punch and stayed tightly with him throughout his long ordeal. Finally the party was over and the girls started leaving.

Billy stood and started folding up the empty chairs and carrying them to the garage while Susan helped his sister carry leftover food to the kitchen. When the tables were empty, he folded them and put them away then got a trash can and started picking up empty cups and paper plates from all over the place. Susan joined him while his sister went back inside and changed clothes. As he was putting the now full trash can out by the back of the garage, hands circled his body from behind as Susan pressed herself against his back.

Billy sighed as he allowed his body to relax back against her. "Thanks Susan, I needed that." He softly told her.

"I did too," she said, turning him around to face her, then hugging him tightly again, her hands roaming over his body. "You made it," she whispered, "Are you OK now?"

"No, I feel like I want to throw up, my insides are twisted up in knots. That had to be the most humiliating experience anyone could have."

"Yeah, it was bad, I'm just glad I was here to help you get through it…"

"Hold me Susan, I feel like crying so bad it hurts…"

Suddenly his knees were giving out and he dropped down, still clutching her holding on for dear life. When his knees hit the ground, he couldn't hold back and further and wept against her his head buried against her tummy as his body finally could release his emotions. Susan held him tightly and stroked his hair as he let it out. "Go ahead at let it all out Billy, I'm here for you and you need to do it…"

They remained like that for a long time, until Billy'd cried out all his frustration and grief over being humiliated to his limit. Finally, he sniffed and pulled back at little, and looked up with red eyes at his friend. "I'm sorry I got your top all wet, I couldn't help it…"

"It's OK Billy, you needed to let all that go and who cares about a little wetness when you can help your friend."

"Susan? Do… Do you really like me… I mean would… would you consider… being… my girlfriend… If you won't I still want to be friends …but… you're so nice to me and… I don't want to ever lose that…"

Leaning down, she brushed his hair back from his eyes, then leaned further and kissed his lips, yes Billy I'd love to be your girlfriend, I was beginning to think you'd never ask. We're to young to 'officially' date, but as far as I'm concerned, you're the best guy I know. Now stand up and let's get you looking presentable." She said lifting him to help him stand, then wiping his face with her hands as she smiled at him, her free hand caressing his lower back and behind. Ending in a firm pat to the rear.

"You seem to really like doing that," he chuckled nodding towards the hand still on his backside.

"Yeah I do, you've got a great little butt and as your girlfriend I plan on doing that a lot!"

"OK," he said with a grin.

"I also plan to touching this a lot," she continued as her other hand stroked his stiff cock and playing lower with his loose balls.

"Whenever you want, I like you touching me, but will I ever get to touch you?"

"After a while, when I feel more comfortable with it and teach you how to touch me. But meanwhile, I'll keep your little buddy here happy," she said as she continued to stroke his cock until he came, his legs almost giving out and only her arm around him keeping him upright. It was only a few drops but it was better than any climax he'd ever managed himself.

"My little buddy as you call him likes that very much and says you can play with him anytime. I think he loves you…"

"Well I like him too, so we'll both be happy won't we," she giggled.

"Looks like Billy's got a girlfriend!" they heard from behind them, then looking in that direction saw his sister standing here smirking at them.

"Yeah I do Sis. Got a problem with it?" he said smirking right back at her.

"Actually no, you need someone to keep your little butt out of trouble and she did a great job of protecting your little balls today, I thought it was hilarious the way she'd stare down any girl who reached to play with your little pecker."

"Just protecting my investment Anne, I think your brother has a lot of potential and I don't want any girl damaging the parts I might want in good working order some time."

"Well I'm glad for both of you, just remember Billy I get to play with you too. Mom may not keep you naked all the time after this weekend, but she's a feminist and believes in female superiority. That means, you'll still be naked frequently at home and I can touch you when I want. Mom runs our house, in case you never noticed. She makes all the important decisions and Dad never overrules her. Your little 'modesty' correction program was intended to let you know your place in our home and I'm sure you have a better understanding now, especially after being on display to every younger girl in the neighborhood except toddlers."

"All I want is a promise you won't hurt me Anne, I don't mind you playing with my body but I don't want to be hurt."

"You're not to humiliate him either Anne or you'll have ME to deal with, and I'll kick your little ass into next week!" Susan added.

"Deal, I promise not to hurt you unless Mom decides you need to be punished and in exchange I get to play with your body when I want to as long as we are alone so you aren't humiliated. I also agree not to intentionally display you to others unless Mom orders it like today."

"Deal!" Billy agreed and they solemnly shook hands to seal it.

"Wonderful! You know I love you Billy and wouldn't have done those things anyway. And I really do like playing with you, you are so easy to make blush. By the way I really like your hairless look, it that going to stay?"

"As long as he's going to be doing that fire dance, the answer has to be yes," Susan replied for him, "Besides I like his smooth body too, so as long as we're a pair, I want it that way. Oh… you might be able to help on this one, I want Billy to grow his hair longer so he doesn't have to wear a wig when he's dancing and Mr. Baker is going to talk to your Dad about it. Maybe you could put a word in with your Mom, since she runs the house."

"Cool, my pretty brother with long hair, I like it! I'll talk to Mom this evening."

"Tell her it's for safety, with the fire dance, a wig could slip and cause his sight to be blocked and he could be hurt…" Susan suggested.

"And it would be DEAD SEXY for his girlfriend," Anne chuckled, "but I won't say that."

"Yeah there is that," Susan replied and kissed her blushing boyfriend on the cheek as her hand roamed over his rear.

"OK you two, I AM standing here… Please don't talk around me when I'm right here. I do want both of you to be happy, so I'll willingly keep the hair off me and grow my hair longer. Now is there anything else you two want?"

"Yeah," Susan said with a giggle, "We need to do a lot of practice kissing, cuz I love those luscious lips of yours, their better than most girls have."

"I think I'll like agreeing to that one," he chuckled and both of the girls responded laughing as he blushed for them.

Later that evening during dinner, Anne took on one of the items. "Mom Susan said Billy needs to grow his hair longer so he doesn't have to wear a wig, when he does that Fire Dance. She said a wig might slip and block his vision and he could get hurt. Besides, I think he'd look really cool with say shoulder length hair…"

His Mother only took a couple seconds to consider it. "I can see the safety problem. Billy are you really going to learn that dance? It looks awful dangerous."

"Yes Mother, I really want to do it. It's the most dramatic and best dance of all of them. I'd be all alone on the stage or wherever, with everyone watching me. It's THE dance of the whole performance. I've already been learning the steps and Scott is going to work with me one-on-one to teach me how to handle the bowls without getting hurt. He's been doing it for 6 years with the scouts and he told me, he got a job offer for next summer with that outdoor theater, their doing a historical drama called 'Bluejacket' or 'Tecumseh' or something with Indians and they want him to do the fire dance during the show."

"Well alright then, but if you're going to have long hair it takes work to keep it presentable, I'll not have you looking 'scruffy,' maybe Anne can teach you how to take care of it since her's is even longer than what your's will be."

"Be glad to do that," Anne quickly replied.

"Thanks Mom, but will Dad have a problem with it?" Billy asked.

"Not if I approve of it; oh he'll probably grumble a little but he won't openly object." His mother responded and Billy glanced at his sister who was smirking.

"OK then, thanks again Mom, it will really help not having to wear a wig."

"No problem son, I want you to do your best on this dancing business though. I've always be very proud of you and I don't want that to change."

"I will Mom, I don't want to embarrass myself by not doing my best."

"Good! Now what's planned for tonight?"

"Could I read in my room since no one will be here except us?"

"Yes, and by the way you did very well this afternoon with all those girls, so you deserve a reward."

"Thank you Mother, may I be excused, I've finished eating…"

His mother nodded approval and Billy rose from the table, while his sister and mother turned to each other and took up a discussion of the presents she'd received and how the party went overall.

Later that evening Billy was sitting on his bed reading his Scout Handbook when his sister came in, closing the door behind her and plopped down on his bed. He'd been sitting there naked with his knees up the book resting on top of them, when his sister came in. He noted his own reaction, which was to stay there exposed to her, <god how much I've changed in only two and a half days, I didn't even think to cover myself.>

"Hi Billy, can we talk for a while?"

"Sure Anne, what's up?"

"Billy I know we agreed a long time ago not to give each other gifts on our birthdays, but could I ask you to do something as a special gift to me?"

"What? You know I'd do almost anything for you…not as a gift but because I love you."

"Uh…Billy, Shit this is embarrassing to even ask… Uh… some of the older girls are always talking about guys, Uh… jerking off or beating off or what do you call it… Uh masturbating… Uh would you show me that?" she said blushing red herself.

"That's awful personal you know," he started and she blushed even more. "Well you've seen me with a hard-on… that's called an erection. And once a guy is hard like that, if he keeps on stroking himself, or someone else does it, then he can have a climax and if he's old enough some sperm comes out."

"Yeah, I understand the mechanics of it, but I'd really like to see a boy do it, and well you're the only boy I have available to see it from…" she shyly replied.

"So did you just want to watch me do it; or you make it happen. I mean I'd do it either way, but it's really embarrassing if I do it myself in front of you. But I don't think it would be so bad it you made it happen…"

"Why don't we start with you doing it and if I can get up the nerve, I'll join in and help. Is that OK?"

"OK, just let me put this book away and you'd better lock the door, I don't want Mom walking in and catching us…" he said closing his book and putting it on the nightstand, while she ran across the room and locked the door, then pounced right back on the bed sitting against his hip so she could watch closely.

Billy looked at his excited sister poised over his body and reached down with his right hand and slowly began stroking himself. He closed his eyes and thought of Susan in her bikini and quickly was sporting one of the stiffest erections he could remember. Then stroked faster as he remembered the feel of her hands all over him and her soft lips touching his. His body was arching up as his hand moved quicker and quicker and suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand from his cock. Billy moaned at being stopped, then moaned again when the hand wrapped around his throbbing meat and took over stroking him, squeezing as it slid up and down and he thrust at it to make it go faster. It didn't take long before Billy was on the edge and his body was sweaty, then finally he reached it and moaned loudly then shot cum up and the first spurt landed on his belly, then shot three more times most of it dribbling down over his sister's hand still gripping him tightly. Billy sighed and collapsed back on to the bed, breathing hard, his chest heaving as he tried to recover.

"Wow!" he heard his sister exclaim as she looked at her brother still fighting to catch is breath. "You OK Billy?"

"Yeah… just have to catch my breath…"

"That must feel awesome! she murmured. "I mean it feels really good when I… I play with myself, but nothing like it looked like you feel when this happens.

"Does! Great at the time, but afterwards, it's… I don't know how to describe it… kind of a let down I guess that it's over."

"Kind of messy too," his sister chuckled looking at her cum covered hand.

"There's some towels in the closet," he mumbled, "Need one to clean up…"

Anne got up and went over to the room's closet and opened it to find a stack of hand towels on the shelf, took one and quickly wiped her hand with it, then walked back and wiped Billy clean where cum had pooled by his bellybutton.

"You know Billy, I always wondered what that crusty stuff was on some of the towels when I did the laundry; guess I know now," she chuckled "You do that kind of often, don't you?"

"For the last six months, at least every other day or it kinda builds up and my balls start hurting, but sometimes if I'm really horny, daily or even more often than that. Most so far was four times in one day; but that really drained me…"

"Well I don't want my brother's balls hurting him so if you'd like help again, just let me know and I'll help you take care of it. OK?"

"OK… that was really nice when you did it. Better than when I do it myself. Thanks Sis!"

"It was fun for me too, Billy, and thank you for showing me. I'll go and let you rest now, you look kind of tuckered out there brother." She said, then leaned over and gave him a little kiss, before throwing the used towel in his hamper and leaving the room, her spent brother stretched out naked on his bed, still breathing hard. Billy had no trouble sleeping at all that night.

Sunday

Once again Billy woke to he feel of a hand playing with his behind. He opened his eyes to find his sister once again perched on the edge of his bed, her hand snaked under his covers, and still rubbing his butt. "You girls have a thing about my butt or what?" he sleepily asked then grinned at her.

"As a matter of fact I like your behind, your butt has these nice little dimples when you walk and it's nice and firm, not flabby like some boys. Besides I noticed Susan seems to have a thing for it too and I can't let her have all the fun!" grinning back at him.

"So why are you molesting my poor body this morning?"

"To wake you up silly, Mom and Dad decided it wouldn't be a good idea for you to go to Church naked, and didn't want to leave you alone so here we are. They're going to some flower and garden show after church so it's just us until this evening and I didn't want you wasting it all sleeping."

"And what does my pretty sister have in mind to fill the void in time?"

"Nothing concrete, but I invited Susan and Karen to come over and they'll be here shortly so YOU, my beautiful brother need to get your tight little, but lovable buns out of bed so you can properly greet our guests; one of whom you claim is your girlfriend…"

"So why didn't you just tell me Susan was on her way instead of all this jabbering? I would have gotten right up." He said as he rolled out of bed and stood trying to get the sleep from his eyes, as he rubbed them and headed for the bathroom.

Billy was eating breakfast as the girls arrived and came into the kitchen. "Hi Susan, Karen," he said smiling, then took another mouthful for the French toast he was eating, and pointed with his fork at a couple of pieces still on the serving plate.

"We've already had breakfast, but thanks anyway," Susan replied to the unasked question. "How you doing today?"

Billy had to swallow before he could answer, "Good so far. Thank God yesterday is over, I don't ever want to go through something like that again!"

"It was kinda bad, I felt sorry for you Billy, I could tell it was really tearing you up inside," Karen said sympathetically.

"Thanks Karen, I appreciated it that you weren't one of the one's tormenting me."

"No problem Billy, I like you. Besides Susan would have kicked my behind for weeks if I done anything to make it worse," she said with a chuckle.

"Got that right Sis, no humiliating Billy without my permission; that's MY job as his girlfriend. Have to keep his head from getting too big." She said but was smiling as she gave him a poke in the shoulder, "Right Billy?"

"Uh…right Susan," with a sour look; which had all three girls laughing hard at his reaction.

"More sincerity would be helpful Billy; you'll have to work on that…" Susan chuckled.

"Right, I'll put it on my list of my deficiencies to be corrected," he responded then took another bite of French toast, and some syrup dripped onto his chin, as he smiled at her chewing with his mouth open.

"No doubt a VERY LONG list!" she responded patting his shoulder, then leaned down and licked the syrup from his chin. Then pulled back and ruffled his hair.

When Billy finished his breakfast and was rinsing his plate in the sink, Susan came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. "How are you really doing Billy, I've been worried about you," she said kissing the side of his neck.

"Still a little shaky over all that's happened since Thursday, but a lot better than yesterday. This is really hard to get used to and it's all so draining. I don't know what to think or feel most of the time… But you've really helped me Susan and I love you for it; just don't let me forget you're here; I need you badly to be here with me. You're what keeps me on track when my emotions get to me…"

"That's why I'm spending the day with you Billy, I knew how fragile you were yesterday and thought you might need some support today. Feel better now?" she asked hugging tighter for a few seconds and rubbing her face on his shoulder.

"Yeah… I always feel better with you with me…"

"Good, now let's go see how that chemical burn on your balls is doing. Does it still bother you?"

"No, that Aloe lotion really helped, I put it on three times after you left yesterday. It's still tender, but it doesn't hurt."

"Well I want to look at it anyway. Can't have you damaged…"

"OK, where? My room?"

"Probably the easiest, it'll only take a minute," she said leading him from the kitchen by the hand and down the hall to his room. Then guided him to sit on the edge of his bed and lay back with his legs pulled up and open. His privates on open display for her.

Susan smiled at him as she knelt between his legs and gently stroked the insides of his thighs as she moved in, getting a quiver from him in response. Then gently lifting his cock and holding it out of the way with her palm resting on it as she used her other hand to explore his balls and look closely at the skin sack holding them. Only slight pink remained where yesterday morning it had been a very angry looking red. Susan could feel his cock getting hard under her palm as she explored his balls and smiled to herself that she was getting him sexually excited. "Looks much better Billy," she said releasing him and standing up, leaving him hard and open before her.

Susan sat down on the bed beside him and noticed that he was till laying there open and exposed, waiting for further instructions. "You can sit up now Billy," and he did ending up with their bodies rubbing against each other.

"I didn't know whether you wanted to do anything else," he meekly told her, his head bowed and blushing.

"I do, but let's go in the living room and relax, then you and I can talk easier."

Susan rose and pulled him up and walked him to the living room and when she sat down on the couch, she guided him to lay face up across her lap, while she cradled his head on her left arm. Billy just meekly lay there looking up at her as her free hand moved his hair back from his eyes and she gently caressed his face. "Billy why are you being so…I don't know submissive…?"

"Susan, I'm not allowed to object to any way you want to touch me under my Mother's rules. But even if there were no rules like that, I really like the way you touch me and I want you to touch me if it makes you happy. You could do anything to me except hurt me badly and I'd still be here letting you do what you want."

Susan's right hand roamed all over him, occasionally stroking his still hard cock, keeping it that way, but letting go when she'd feel it 'twitch'. Billy's breathing was faster and she could tell he was very sexually excited by being held and stroked by her. And the feeling of power it gave her was exhilarating. He was willing letting her do anything to him, he was like a big baby, but a sexual baby in her hands and she loved the feeling that power gave her.

Her pussy was wetter than she'd ever felt it before and was sure it would soak through her panties soon, the way she was going. His eyes watching her were almost pleading with her to love him as much as he loved her. Finally she decided to give him some relief and reached down and stroked his cock until he arched his back and sprayed his cum all over himself. She kept milking him until he was soft and collapsed in her lap, still staring into her eyes like she was his whole world.

"Like that Billy?"

"Wonderful… Thank you Susan… it was wonderful…"

"You don't mind my not asking? Just making it happen?"

"No, you can do that whenever you want, I like it too. I like you too much to ever object."

"What if I did it in front of other people?"

"I wouldn't like it as much, but I could never say no to you…"

"And to think only Thursday you were hiding it so I wouldn't see it…"

"Yeah, really stupid of me, wasn't it?"

"Not stupid; just very cutely bashful. But I loved you for it then as much as I love your submissiveness now. You are a very cute boy, Billy and I love having you."

"Love you too," he softly replied, then sat up a little so he could kiss her and she responded with open mouth and they 'practiced' his kissing skills for the next hour. But he didn't touch her during all that time, except when she'd move his hands to her body. He was totally pliant to her wishes.

When they broke off kissing, Billy lay his head against her chest and he totally relaxed as he listened to heart beat. His eyes were droopy and he gave a sigh as he tried to stifle a yawn. "Tired Billy?"

"A little…"

"You had a very exhausting day yesterday, especially emotionally, I think you need to rest some more, why don't you close your eyes and try to sleep. I promise no one will hurt you as long as I'm holding you."

"K," he murmured as his eyes closed and his head nestled even closer against her chest as his body went limp in relaxation. After a few minutes his breathing was very slow and he turned a little on his side, towards her and drew his knees up till they were touching her side, then as she watched his left hand crept up and his thumb slipped into his mouth. <So Sweet! My big baby boy,> Susan thought as she continued stroking his body.

About 30 minutes went by, with Susan holding her sleeping friend, both of them very happy when her sister Karen and his sister Anne, reappeared. Karen saw them on the couch first and giggled, while Anne was trying to see around her to see what had gotten her attention.

"Shssssh! Quiet!" Susan told them just above a whisper. "Don't wake him!"

Both younger girls came over near the end of the couch where they could whisper to Susan without waking Billy. "Why's he sleeping?" Anne asked.

"He's really tired, yesterday in particular took an awful lot out of him, especially his emotions, he needs to rest and feel protected."

"Looks like a big baby curled up like that with his thumb in his mouth," Karen told her sister.

"He feels safe and protected right now. He trusts me so much it's scary. I think I've taken on a bigger job than I thought, but he's so innocent and caring, I just can't let him down now."

"What's that white stuff all over his stomach?" Karen asked.

Anne looked where the other girl was pointing, "I know what that is. That's cum!" and when Karen looked like she didn't understand, "You know sperm, jiz, baby making juice, boy sex fluid; what comes out when a boy jerks off or when he and a girl make love?"

"OH… I… I've never seen it before," Karen meekly replied. "How did it get there?"

Susan chuckled, "I gave him a hand-job silly. What did you think happened?"

"Wow! I'd like to see that!" Karen said as she looked closer at his body. "Kinda messy though isn't it?"

"A little, but it sure made him feel good and I liked doing it. I had total control of his body and it was a real rush!"

"Can he do it again?"

"Yeah," Anne told her, "He said last night, he's done it as much as four times in one day."

"You talked to your brother about jerking-off?"

"Well…" and Anne blushed red, "I asked him to show me, and I… I helped him at the end. It was really neat! Just like Susan said, the feeling of controlling him was awesome!"

"Do you think he… he'd let me do it?" Karen whispered to her sister.

"You can probably do it right now," Susan told her as she pointed to his erection poking from between his legs. "He may not even wake up…"

Very gently, the girls turned Billy's lower body enough to give them access, and Susan watched as her 7 year-old little sister gently slid her hand over his hip and started slowly stroking the small erect cock. Billy moaned and sucked at his thumb, but didn't wake. After a few minutes, his hips started thrusting at her hand, and she had trouble timing her movements with his, so she just held his cock and let him thrust into her hand. A few minutes later he tensed and then grunted and her palm was coated with thick while cum and she released her hold as she felt him soften.

Lifting her hand near her face she looked at the goo on her hand, "Looks like yogurt," she mumbled, "Kinda slippery," then surprised both other girls when she gave her hand a lick and was obviously holding some in her mouth for a few seconds before swallowing. "Kind of salty but tastes OK…"

"Why did you taste it?" Anne asked when she got her voice back from the shock.

"Why not? If you were to give him a blow-job you'd taste it right? And the sex books in the library say that's a normal part of sex… I mean it won't hurt you…" Karen now sounding the more knowledgeable of the two about sex.

"You mean women suck guy's cocks? That sounds gross!" Anne replied with a grimace.

"That's what the books say…"

Just then Billy turned onto his back and his thumb left his mouth as the slept with his hands at his sides, his legs falling open stretched out down the couch. "Hey! One of you go get a washcloth or a towel, we need to clean him up before all this cum gets on the furniture."

Anne took off and was back in a flash, then carefully cleaned her brother, trying her best not to wake him. When she finished, she took the towel away and returned kneeling beside Karen as the three girls watched his sleeping body, stretched out before them. After awhile, the two younger ones got bored and left, Susan just sat there holding her friend as he slept, her hand gently roaming over him. It was almost noon before he stirred and as his eyes opened they saw her big blue eyes looking down at him.

"Feel better Billy?"

"Yeah, thanks, I've never slept so good…"

"Well get up sleepyhead, because you laying on me for the past three hours has had a couple of effects. First I need to go to the bathroom. Second both my legs feel like their asleep. You may have to help me get up to take care of the first problem…"

Billy was off her in a flash, and stood before her looking worried. "What can I do?"

"Just help me stand, and we'll see from there…"

Billy took both her hands in his and pulled as well as lifted until he was on her feet, a bit unsteady but up. "Can you walk?" he asked as she stretched out her legs one at a time and flexed them trying to get her circulation working as a thousand pins were pricking her with each movement.

"Yeah, but could you kind of steady me until I get to the bathroom. I really need to get there quick!"

Taking one of her arms, he pulled it around his shoulders and held her by the waist, supporting much of her weight as he walked her to the bathroom and over to the toilet. Susan grabbed hold of the sink and leaned on it. "Thank you Billy I can take it from here." She said with a grin.

"Sure you don't want me to help?" he grinned back.

"Well that nap got you sense of humor back if nothing else, now go!" as she pointed, "And close the door!" then she laughed as he backed away towards the door.

Surprisingly for Billy, the rest of the day was 'normal' except for the fact that he was naked with three clothed girls. They played card games and ate snacks and basically just had a good time together. Most of the time he didn't even notice that he was the only naked kid present.

Billy went to bed that night thinking about his next Scout meeting, tomorrow night and wondered what they would do. But even better, they were scheduled to go camping next weekend. That would be really great!