A Lousy Time 2

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I woke up the next morning feeling the air blow across my naked butt as I lay on my stomach. My stupid nightshirt was bunched up around my arms offering me no protection. My only modesty was the fact that I was laying on my stomach.

I vaguely remember hearing the door open and close.

What really woke me up was the sound of giggling voices. I came awake with a start. There stood Janie and three other friends of hers from the trailer park. Two were the twin little girls from across the street; I didn’t know their names. The other girl was taller than Janie, I didn’t recognize her but I was so new, how would I know.

“Wow you really got a whip’n didn’t you!” remarked the tallest one of them standing there in her shorts and tank top with double pony tails. The four of them giggled. The twins wore matching light blue shorts over yellow one piece bathing suits.

The sheets and blankets seemed to be all gone…I wrestled with my shirt to get it down my body, it was hard to get my erection in the front of the shirt without showing too much of myself, at least my butt was covered now.

“Can you guys leave please?” I asked trying to sound cool but my voice cracked making me sound even wimpier.

They all laughed.

“We are here to wakeup and bring you over to my house for breakfast.” Janie explained.

“I will be right there, I promise. You can just go on ahead,” I try to get them to leave.

“Oh no we have to make sure you don’t go in your room and Alice wants us to make sure you hurry up it is already late.” Janie countered.

“Well I need to go the bathroom and I am kind of naked here could you at least turn your head so I can run into the bathroom,” I am hoping for some compassion.

“It don’t matter if little boys wear clothes,” the tall one announced.

“We help with our baby brother, so we know all about little boys.” one of the twins informed.

While the other twin rubbed my leg and said, “Don’t be scared we will help you.”

“I am not exactly a little boy and thanks but I don’t need any help.” I try to defend my manhood my voice squeaking again.

“Well you sure don’t seem all that grown up either.” counter the tall girl.

“Only little boys have red bottoms too…” added a Twin, which got them all laughing and made my face start to turn red.

I was staring to get mad when Janie brought me back to reality with a little lecture, “Look Mickie, I have already seen you naked and this shirt is all you have to wear all day. If I have to go get Alice, she is just going to whip your bottom and you may not even get this shirt back when she is done….so you have another five seconds to get up, go to the bathroom and come with us or deal with Alice…”

Would Alice really spank me and take my shirt? I somehow doubted it but I also thought it could be true and my mom would kill me when she got home. I had no choice.

One of the twins and Janie walked over to the bathroom door and opened it for me.

“Hurry up or Alice will be mad at all of us.” Janie commanded.

I jumped up with my hands covering my stiff little self and ran into the bathroom past Janie and little Erica one of the twins.

I learned her name just then when Janie commanded her, “Erica why don’t you help Mickie like you do your little brother.”

I just stood there in shock. I guess stilly me thought they would shut the down behind me and I would have a moment. Instead Erica walked over behind me and in walked Janie and the other two girls whose names I still didn’t even know.

I was really nervous but tried get control of the situation… “Guys I can do this myself. You guys can just leave please.”

“Don’t be silly,” Erica patted my bottom as she answered, “If you were really big you would know you have to sit down when you have a stiffy,” as she pulled on my waist and turned me around.

My face blushed even more they knew I was hard and must have seen me. I mean how could they not I was standing there with my hands covering my little boner in just a shirt.

As Erica reached behind me to raise the lid on toilet her face was practically in my crotch.

“Look I can pee by myself I don’t need the help of a little six year old now why don’t all get out so I can pee in peace.” I stammered.

Erica just pushed my hips and tripped me back with a plop I landed on the toilet. Everyone laughed again.

“You showed him Erica. We are eight years old anyway.” The other twin laughed.
“Thanks Molly.” Erica answered her sister with a high five.

“Guys we need to hurry up or Alice will skin us all.” Janie laughed along but trying to hurry things along.

“Well if our “big little boy” here would just go we could be on our way,” mocked the tall girl. I thought she was Janie’s age but just closer to my height now I wasn’t so sure she might actually but be a flat-chested girl from my own grade. I sure hoped not. I still didn’t even know her name. At least my little stiffy was tucked between my legs pushed down by my hand into the bowl and totally out of the view of my self proclaimed helpers.

With the cold seat and with really needing to go, I was already shooting a stream of pee when the tall girl spoke. They just couldn’t see or hear it because of laughing and it was hitting the front of the bowl.

As I soften and my stream let up, we could all hear the little tickling sound into the bowl.

“Yea, little Mickie made pee,” Molly cheered me, “Good job, good boy.”

I started to get up hoping to end this and my treatment as some little toddler but Erica surprised me by pushing me back down on the seat.

“What the hell…” I started.

“You need to wipe,” Molly interrupted me and tried to hand me a wad of toilet paper, I crossed my arms indignantly to not take the paper. Janie and the other tall girl burst out laughing.

“Umm, girls…boy’s don’t wipe when they pee,” Janie got out between laughs.

“Actually Momma says they should, so they don’t always have yellow stains in their panties,” countered Erica, “You don’t want yellow stains in your panties do you Mickie?”

This only caused the two older girls to laugh more falling into one another. I kept my harms folded and even looked up and off to the side as if to dismiss the idea. I am no girl I don’t need to wipe after I pee. This was no problem for Molly she quickly took the wad and reached between my legs and had me before I could blink. She had my balls and my little soft self in her hand. Her little hand easily slid between my closed legs which I open as soon as Molly had me in hand. I was so shocked and it happen so quick even the older two girls stopped laughing. A sudden quite filled the room as all eyes watched little Molly wipe my tip.

“See I told you” Molly said as she held up the paper wet with my urine to prove her point, “No yellow stain for our Mickie.” The older girls burst out laughing again.

“Mickie doesn’t have any little panties but as least he won’t go dripping around the house....” Janie laughed.

“That is so gross..” laughed the tall girl.

I had enough and muscled my way to stand up, pulling my shirt down and pushed past the twins to leave.

“Don’t’ forget to wash your hands,” the twin intoned from behind me I rolled my eyes but walked toward the sink. The older girls composed themselves. Janie hopped on the counter next to the sink and turned on the water for me with a smile. I squeezed a little soap on my hands and started to wash. Janie’s bare legs on one side of me and the taller girl leaned in close on the other side. I keep saying she was tall but she was still about two inches shorter than me. Still I could smell her strawberry banana bubble gum breath as her arm brushing up against me. I still didn’t know her name but that didn’t stop her from grabbed my hands and held them toward Janie.

“Look at his nails,” she started, “kind’a long for a boy but look dirt still in the corners of them just like a little boy for sure.”

I was little embarrasses my nails were long. I had been meaning to cut them and even after all of yesterday I still had a little dirt under them. I was about to defend myself.

Janie answered first, “Oh Maxie, don’t cut them but get them good and clean we might fix them up later who knows.” Maxie started in on my nails. It seemed easier to comply. Well at least I had a name for this girl who was now washing my hands. As she leaned in her tank top bowed open and I could look down her shirt. She really didn’t have much, less than Janie. Still I could see her slightly raised mounds and the top parts of her nipples, they giggled as she worked the dirt from my nails.

I didn’t even feel the back of my shirt raise up but I did feel two little hands pull my butt checks apart.

I tried to turn but Maxie had my hands and Janie was leaning in against me.

“What do you think you are doing?” I manage to ask with some concern.

“Just making sure your bottom is clean too.” One of the twins giggled. I felt a little finger rubbing against butt hole.

“Good job girls, is he all clean there too?” Janie asked.

“Let me try too.” the other one whispered. I felt another little finger on my butt hole. I sighed and felt my ears growing warm.

“Yes,” responded the twins in unison.
“Good boy Mickie,” Janie’s mockingly ruffled my hair and leaned into me while she laughed with the twins. “Yeah good job Mickie.” The twins added their own praise and pat my bottom before lowering my shirt.

Maxie nudges my shoulder to make me look at her. She rolls her eyes back toward the twins and smiles at me….somehow making me smile despite everything.

Almost despite myself I answer back in mock appreciation, “Thanks guys.” That gets me a wink from Maxie and my heart melts a little. Maxie she bumps into me again and as she dries my hands with a smile. I smile back again.

Janie jumps downs, inspects my hands and send the other three girls ahead with me following and her behind me.

Janie playfully tickles my sides. Despite everything I giggle and run after the three girls in front of me.

When we get to the front door I stopped and wanted to put on shoes but Janie told me not to be such a baby. Also I wasn’t sure how to put shoes on without further exposing myself. So when Maxie grabs my hand and pulls me outside I complied.

Outside hits my like a wall. First there is the heat. Our trailer is one of the few with air conditioning. Today it is not only warm but down right hot. It feels more like the last week of August than the beginning of September. Second is the light it is so bright outside. It suddenly seems like the middle of the day of the day, actually is more like 10 AM. Everyone is outside working and doing things. All of that only heightens the reality that I am only wearing a long shirt, a shirt that isn’t as long as I wish. Just going down the steps would give someone who was looking for it, a glimpse of my bottomless state. I had gotten a little use to the girls seeing me but I was now feeling shy all over again. They were running and carefree but I was worried about how high my shirt was riding up my legs. I could feel my little package bouncing around with no support. My feet on the grass and on the road were tender and not used to being without shoes. I stumbling along, we were next store in no time.

There was Alice with her back to us washing dishes, she had on cutoff shorts and a bra? No not really but from the back it looked like it. It was really a sports bra but boy did she fill it out nicely.

“You guys sure took long enough,” Alice greeted us, “You girls go switch the laundry and Janie put your clothes away and then you can go outside a play in the yard for a while.”

“Mickie, honey, sit and eat your breakfast before it gets any later.” She continued.

The girls ran off and I sat at the table, trying to sit carefully so as to not expose myself too much. The wood chair was hard and cool on my naked legs and dangerously close to my butt. Other wise the kitchen was already heating up…no air conditioning here.

I wasn’t much for yogurt, it was plain or maybe vanilla. I wasn’t going to complain. I didn’t want to be any trouble to Alice. She took one look at my face and took the bowl from me. She dipped her finger in it and said you want this to be sweeter I can tell. She scooped up some dried fruit sort of looked liked chopped raisins She took my spoon stirred and ate a touch with my spoon and declared it much better. She put the bowel in front of me. She then sucked the spoon clean and hand it to be. I thanked her and after a bite told her it tasted great. It really wasn’t bad. I had never had dried plums before but they made the yogurt sweeter. My mom and I would never share the same spoon and if she had tried I would have told her she was being gross. However using the same spoon as Alice that somehow seemed OK with me, if not a little exciting. By the time I was done eating Alice was sitting at the table next to me cutting up some carrots. She told me to rinse my dish and put it in the dish washer. I did. It was a little hard to bend over and put the bowl in the dish washer. Alice laughed at me and told me to come sit that she needed to talk to me before any one else came back. Alice wanted to talk to me alone...

“Listen Mickie I don’t want to embarrass you or anything but your mom warned me about you pulling a stiff one with Janie last night. She is a pretty girl but a little young for you. I know you can’t really help it, but if I see you trying anything with her or those other girls these carrots aren’t the only thing I’ll be cutting off today….you get me Mickie.” She emphasized her point by pointing the knife at me as she spoke.

“Yeah I understand, I would never touch any of them, honest,” I declare. Is it getting warmer in here?

“I didn’t think so, you’re a sweet kid Mickie,” Alice put the knife down, half stands up and gives me a one arm hug from the side. The side of my face pressed into her breast. I hug her back with one arm around her, touching her bare waist.

I was suddenly half hard right now. I was really starting to sweat. The heat, the threat of what she would do if she catches me stiff and all this contact with Alice exciting me.

“OK Mickie, be a dear, and go hang this laundry on the line outside.,” Alice brought me a basket of wet clothes. It looked like sheets on top.

My heart was pounding in my chest. I knew if I stood up she could tell I was hard and after she warned me not too. I felt so trapped. I didn’t know what to say or what to do. Fortunately she saw sweat dripping down the side of my face and thought I was overheating. She felt my forehead and cracked my some ice in a glass of water. She then dabbed my face and neck with a damp rag. I thought I was dodging a bullet but all of her attention and contact had me as hard as ever. She hand me the cloth and I was wiping the back of my neck, she pulled my chair out to get a better look at me. Only now my little self was tenting up in front of shirt.

I saw her looking at and realizing I was hard. I turned beet red, “I am so sorry Alice…I just can’t get it to go down….I’m sorry, I.” She stopped me with a finger to my lips.

“Shh it is alright…come with me,” She whispered as she took both my hands and walked me down the hall and into a bedroom, my little boner entering the room just before the rest of my body.

For a moment I thought I was having another one of my wet dreams and she was bring me to her bed where we would have mad sex.

Those thoughts can all crashing down when I looked up as saw the room had a unicorn poster on the wall and saw Alice and Maxie braiding Molly’s and Erica’s hair.

“Alice please no…don’t bring me in here.” I pleaded with her in shock. I try to resist her for the first time. She easily tosses me toward the bed. The girls scatter out of my way as I tumble onto it. My shirt rides up to my stomach and I grab my hard little self to hide from all their eyes. I try to scoot out of the bed which only pushing my shirt higher, then Janie and Maxie grab my arms and hold me in place with my legs dangling off the side. At Alice direction, Molly and Erica each hold one of my legs. She warns me not kick either of them. Alice steps out of the room but leaves the door open.

When she comes back she is holding a makeup kit and some clothes, “OK Mickie if you don’t want to get in any trouble you are going to have to let them give you a make over…then I know I can trust you.”

“Yeah,” the twins are excited.

“You would be a cute girl,” Maxie says running a hand through my hair.

“Oh no..not me..” I stammer.

“Your choice Mickie….a fun makeover with the girls…or I tell my mom and your mom you popped another boner on me and the girls and see how they decided to make you over….” Alice gave me my choice.

Like I really had a choice. “Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Yea!” The twins chanted.

I was surprised when Alice left the supplies and closed the doors as she left me in the hands of these younger girls.

I quickly lost my shirt and was made to slowly turn around so they could see all of me, in the interest of figuring out how best to dress me of course. I was quickly forced to keep my hands away from my privates. They made comments about my nice shapely legs and how my butt was cute but sort of small. My lips needed more color. I quickly felt more like a piece of meat. My raging hard on went away. Next I was puffed with pinkish power…it made me cough and filled the room rose scent. With there hands all over me I become hard again. My balls and little stiffy were cute and everyone eventually found a reason to touch them. Janie didn’t like me hard and thought I looked better when I was soft and tucked out site, making me look more like a girl but the other three thought it was cute and silly. They didn’t like when I leaked…it messed up their power and the twins thought was gross. Maxie seemed to think if all boys do this maybe boys should just be kept in diapers. This made all the girls laugh and made me blush.

Janie so wanted to dress me is some old frilly clothes of hers but fortunately nothing new or old of hers would fit. That left the two outfits Alice gave them. One was a mini skirt and blouse. The other was a short pastel dress and I mean short, like my shirt might have been longer. The dress won out. Apparently I don’t have enough hips to wear a miniskirt. I didn’t like either on. Makeup and hair was sort of boring for me. They kept pulling my hair, I think to try and make it longer. In the end it was parted in the middle with clips on each side with bows on them.

They couldn’t decide on makeup…blue eye shadow, now purple. Red lipstick, no Pink. They never agree. I want to tell you it felt like forever…but really the time flew. Before we all knew it, Alice was back and praised my new look but said time was up. I was stripped and dragged out back were Alice and the girls hosed me down and washed me off. I can’t believe I was outside completely naked. The sheets were now on the line and provided me with some privacy from the road. The water was cold at first but it felt good given the hot day. Molly and Erica lost there shorts and got all wet too in little yellow one piece bath suits. Afterwards I was all clean I was allowed to dry myself off and given back my shirt. I still had laundry to hang up and then we would all have lunch.

Janie and Maxie went a switched into skimpy two piece suits and played with the hose and the little kiddie pool in the yard with the twins while I went to hang up laundry.

Now the thing about hanging up laundry is you have to bend down and raise your arms up high and out to pin wet clothes onto the raised line. Even though everyone had seen me it was still unnerving to know I was continually exposing myself to the girls and to anyone outside who wanted to peek around the sheets blowing in the breeze. The girls were splashing and squealing and laughing. I kept worrying it was at me which some times I think it was but must mostly they were just having fun.

If that wasn’t enough to make this whole thing crazier it was the laundry I was now putting on the line. It was all women’s under garments. There were bras, in three clear sizes. The range of panties was even more diverse. Some seemed to have so little material I wasn’t sure they really mattered. I blushed to look at them and tough them. When I was just about done, the door swung open and out walk Ms. B in a rob that wasn’t tied all that tight and cigarette hanging from her mouth. She took one look at me and burst out laughing. I wasn’t really sure why but I was partly relieved she wasn’t yelling at me for touching hers and her daughter underwear.
“Christ Alice get out and look at this.” Ms. B yelled laughing into the house.

Alice came to the door and took one look at me and started laughing too. It was then and only then that I realized I was sporting a little boner. The whole situation was too exciting for me. This caused the all the girls to notice me too and soon everyone was laughing at me. I went to cover myself.

“Jesus kid, don’t play with yourself right in front of us just hurry up and finish the laundry. It’s time for lunch,” command Ms. B. I was embarrassed enough by the idea of being accused of playing with myself and afraid enough of Ms. B to expose my hard little state to everyone.

Ms. B didn’t just bark orders at me though, “Molly, Erica go home for lunch your Mom is expecting you….just give your wet suits to Mickie and they will be dry when you come back later.”

To my surprise and my ever straining little stiffy, the young twins with little care stripped nude and hand me their suits all smiles and giggles. One of them batter my boner as they streaked home across the road totally naked. They were not really developed but still I hadn’t seen many if any one out of diapers naked before and it was exciting to me to watch.

At the same time Ms. B continued her orders to Maxie and Janie, “Where do you two think you are going?”

“In the house to change…” Janie began.

“And get my clean house all wet…..you two can give your suites to Mickie too and then go put clothes on for lunch….serves you right out here teasing his poor boy in those suites while he is trying to work” Ms. B command. I was learning everyone did was Ms. B said.. She was so feared she didn’t even need to stay and watch to make sure they complied but she went back into the house knowing it would be done.

The older girls were smiling to as they hand over there suites but it was much more of a shy smile as they turned and gave me their backs and then stripped. I couldn’t help but check them out. Maxie had just little mounds, like her titties were pushing away from her chest to be one there own, but not much else. Still she did have a patch of hair between her legs. It was covering more the spot just above her sex. I guess she trimmed it that way. Janie as I sort of knew only had a few sparse hairs around her cute little mound but she had handful size breasts…I watch them bounce into the house as she ran laughing away in a full blush. I was blushing too but really I was full flush straining so hard I thought I might explode to just touch myself. Still I start to hang up the little suits which had just cover their bodies when Ms. B came back out into the yard. I busied myself with my work afraid to be in trouble.

She had something in small in one hand and she picked up a white plastic lawn chair and carried over to the shed which is open and set it down inside facing into the shed.

“You done sport?” She came over too me and took my arm. I just nodded in agreement. Her rob was loose and half open I could see the sides of her breast that sagged down and out of site. She had on back panties which sort of showed as she walked in the short rob. I so didn’t want another spanking or to be in trouble in anyway but even in my fear there was no way my little stiff was going to calm down quickly given all that had happened. I felt like a little trapped child at her mercy.

Her tone and demeanor calmed me just a little, she seemed mildly annoyed but not just at me. “Dam girls should be ashamed of themselves doing this to you….you can’t go around like this even if you are small and hairless.” She muttered as much to herself as to me.

She pushed me into the chair and hand me the tub in her hand. It said something about being “warming gel.” I had never seen such a thing and wasn’t sure what Ms. B wanted.

“You take care of this and then come into lunch….you understand me sport?” Ms. B said looking between me and my little stiffy as she made clear what she meant by “this.”

“Use the gel it will make quick work of it,” She laughed, “I doubt you need it but still it should be fun for you….enjoy yourself sport.’ She ruffled my hair and walked away.

Just as she reached the door she teasingly yelled back, “Don’t take too long or I will send the girls back to finish you off.”

“Oh you two get in the house for lunch and give the poor boy a minute to himself.” Ms. B commanded Janie and Maxie to stay in the house.

Of all the crazy things that had happened today, I could believe I was sitting in my neighbor’s shed with the doors open with a tube of gel to jerk off. My own mother never really said much about me jerking off but I got the impression she thought it was bad and degusting and yet here Ms. B was not only helping me but commanding me to do and gave me gel to aid my effort.

I was so embarrassed to do this outside where anyone who walked beyond the hanging sheet could see me and knowing everyone inside probably knew what I was outside doing. They might even be watching from the window although I didn’t see anyone. I was so self conscious I didn’t know if I could get off but I was also afraid not to try since Ms. B had commanded me to.

The gel felt so smooth and slick, it seemed to warm in my hand and on my little stiffy. Oh it felt so good. I remember Little Janine’s breast bouncing into the house. That was all it took and I was shooting like a canon. My whole body tensed and cum shot all over my hands and some even reach out into the shed. I was spent and tired. I don’t know how long I was dazed but when I came to my senses I realized I was a mess. My hands, the chair, the floor…thank god my shirt seemed fine. I hurried and clean myself and the chair and floor of the shed up with the hose….I was a little damp but at least clean and then I sheepishly walked into the trailer.

“Hey there’s our little Stud Muffin….umm wash your hands and come eat.” Ms. B caused me to blush as the girls all stifled giggles.

“Yeah you all laugh. Girls you can’t go pulling what you did this morning on a real man, I would have woken up and found you all used and abused. You’re lucky Mickie here is more of a gentle boy.” She patted my back as I set down.

“You mean a sissy, momma? I can handle any man.” Alice started to defend herself.

“I said a gentle-boy, as in like a Gentleman only, Mickie here ain’t quiet a man so he is more of a gentle boy. You can call that a sissy if you like but trust me in few years…you will be wishing for one.” Ms. B. proclaimed and her tone made it clean no one was going to contradict her.

I didn’t like being called a “gentle-boy” or worse yet a sissy by Alice but I wasn’t going to say anything at this point.

Lunch was egg salad sandwiches and I almost felt normal for a little while as we all sat and ate and laughed. But just as we were finishing my stomach started hurting and it gurled so loud the whole table could hear.

“You OK Stud?” Ms. B felt my forehead.

“I am not sure.” I honestly answered and then it hit me I had to go to the bathroom and now.

I guess Ms. B could tell just by looking at my face. She sent me off to the bathroom. And as fast as I could set down I exploded liquid from my bottom. I had tried to close the door but looked over and saw it was still open if only a crack.

My stomach would lurch and out would sputter more. I was exhausted from my day and now this.

Ms. B came in the bathroom. I almost didn’t care at this point. She flushed toilet and then helped me clean myself up and got me to the couch in the living room. I was starting to feel better. Janie and Maxie brought me a light blanket, Alice a glass of lemon aide. Ms B brought me this little blue pill which she said would help me feel better.

“Momma you aren’t given him Viagra are you?” Alice interrupted her mom.

“No child and don’t take that tone with me…it is a salt pill so he don’t dehydrate….Actually for your information it has the exact opposite effect…if you know what I mean, little smarty britches.” Ms. B put Alice in her place.

Ms. B sent the girls down to someone named Mabile’s trailer. She apparently does hair at her home as a side business. Ms. B said she and I would be down in a little while.

I was actually feeling better but I so didn’t want to go anywhere in just my short shirt. I politely suggested to Ms. B that maybe my mom would be home soon and I could just go home and not have to go down to Mabile’s because I didn’t feel well. Ms B informed me that she had spoken to my mom who knew we would all be at Mabile’s and she would be come there to pick me up. Mom was stopping to get my clothes from the cleaners, which is why she might be a little longer in coming home today. I so want my mom to come soon and end this lousy day.

(The End)