New Babysitter 2

By Gerste

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"New Babysitter," part II, by Gerste

Josh found himself naked before his new sitter. Immediately, almost involuntarily, his hands went to cover his now not-so private "privates," when a hand swatted them away and a second swatted his face. The slap caused a ringing sensation in his left ear, so hard was it. Josh staggered a bit, then felt a little disoriented at what was happening to him.

Jill: "Rule number one, no covering your dick and ballsack. They are now for public viewing. You are not even allowed to touch them, which is rule number two: They are now public property for any and everyone, except you. Got that, BOY?!?!"

She glared at him as if he had committed the crime of the century by his sheer gesture of modesty. Josh's hand reached for his sore cheek and ear, and muttered, "Sure, Got it, I guess."

Jill: "You what? You Guess? They'll be no guessing here, child. You either get it, or you don't! Are you stupid, or something?"

This last question shot to the heart of his pride, and he answered, defensively, "Of course I'm not stupid. I understand. How long must I be like this?"

Jill: "Until highshool, sometime in your freshman year, when you turn 15."

Josh gazed into the air, pensively, then said: "That's, like, 5 or 6 years from now. That's a long time."

Tears began to well up as he realized that they were actually intending him to be nude in front of everyone.

Josh: "Who is going to see me like this?"

Jill: "As many as possible. We're going to take many detailed pictures of your whole body, up close and everything, in detailed digital imagery, so as many people as possible can see you nude every month. That'll be a gas!"

Just then, Josh's older sister, Alexa, came in and began eyeing Josh up and down. Her gaze landed on his genitals and she reached down and began fondling him. She knelt down to get a close-up look as she did so. Josh's initial reaction was to pull back in protest, but, having caught Jill's menacing countenance, he thought better of it and resigned himself to his fate, sobbing. Ignoring his reaction, Alexa proceeded to examine his whole body. She even parted his butt cheeks and had a good, long look before plunging a few fingers inside him. Josh squirmed. Jill reproached Josh, admonishing him to keep still. "You're making it harder on your sister to feel out your asshole. Don't be so rude." Jill, who was becoming sexually aroused at this sight, joined in the examination.

After a bit, Jill led Josh into the living room, by pulling on his penis, where there appeared to be a studio set-up. Josh was then made to pose in all kinds of positions exposing his anus and genitals. The photos included many up close shots, not only of these aforementioned parts, part every part of his body. His face was also clearly visible in most shots. Jill then uploaded the pictures onto a computer and created a website with the over 300 photos on them. Josh could see that they were huge--these photos. Jill then posted ads for this site in all the boylover sites she could find, with samples to entice all interested parties. She also sent thousands of E-mails advertising the site to Josh's classmates and teachers, and everyone in the schools in the district, and told Josh so. Josh was horrified at what he saw, as the computer site showed the computer hits soar into the thousands within minutes. Jill derived a sense of pleasure from Josh's stunned appearance, which soon turned into a melancholy expression. Josh's sister also seemed to be enjoying the spectacle. Josh's sister excused herself. "I have to go masturbate," she said, crassly.

Josh: "Masturbate? What's that?"

Alexa just reached down and molested her brother again before taking leave momentarily. Jill decided to field the question in her absence: "Josh, it's when you jerk your outtie," she said, while grabbing Josh's penis, pulling on it in an uncomfortable manner, for exaggerated effect. "Only for girls, it's an innie. You have something on the outside that is, therefore, for public viewing. Girls, on the other hand, have sex organs that are more inward, for privacy. Nature intended that girls should have privacy, not boys. Ergo, your outtie."

Josh's head was swimming around these ideas. Never had he felt so exposed, espcially now that literally thousands have seen every inch of his nude body. His stomach began to knot up and he began to feel queasy.

Josh: "What about school? I can't go to school nude. Can I?"

Jill: "That's a good point. You will be nude for all other occasions except school."

Josh felt some renewed sense of dignity at this statement, until she elucidated further, "At school, you will wear only clear, see-through sandals, and nothing else. And the same rules apply. You are not allowed to touch your genitals. You will be otherwise naked, except for your feet. And even they will be obviously visible."

Josh: "How, then, will I pee? or poop?"

Jill: "You will be allowed to wipe your ass, or part your asscheeks upon demand--and believe me, there will be such demands--but not to touch your genitals without permission. You will have to get help by anyone of your female classmates to pee. You're circumcised, anyways. So that's easier."

Josh: "Permission from who?"

Jill: "From WHOM."

Josh: "What?"

Jill: "You said, 'From who.' You're supposed to say, 'From whom.' "

Josh, frustrated, "Okay, from WHOOOMMM?"

Jill: "From a female classmate or any grown-up. A fellow boy is not entitled to give permission, especially since, in my opinion, he should be under these same rules, and will be, if I have any say about it."

This last remark again sent chills down Josh's spine. How could they possibly get away with all this?--Josh thought to himself. Josh was thinking that he could not wait until Monday, when this heartless Myrmidon would be out of his hair, and his asshole, for a while, but he was beginning to think that Monday might be worse. And what did she have in store for him for the weekend, if this was only the beginning?

End of part two.

(The End)