Jeff - All Eyes On Me 4

By Chess1972

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Jeff - All Eyes on Me Part 4

Wednesday

Chapter 1

When I awoke, I was feeling pretty good. I had done something that I never would have believed that I would dare do. All that calculated ego stroking, made me feel really good about myself. I had received my first hand job, even if it was from a 60 something year old grandmother. What more could they do? They had seen everything I had to show. Right? All this nudity stuff must be just about at its end. Naïve, I know.

When I arrived in the kitchen for breakfast, the girls were already discussing what I should strip out of this evening. They seemed to want to see me strip out of regular clothes although Claire was also considering having me start in my swimming uniform or some other costume. Chuck’s Mom noted the look on my face and reminded the girls that they had not actually asked me to perform again. That led to a lot of “please, please, please” etc. They reminded me that tonight was the last night that almost everyone would be together for a show. Gram had already informed us that she would be out this evening.

I didn’t resist very much but wondered why they wanted another show when they had already seen everything. Claire said “ Picture one of the hottest girls in your class. Pretend you got to see her naked. Pretty cool, huh? Now if a couple days later you got a chance to see her naked again. Would you say ‘No thanks, I’ve already seen it all.’ I don’t think so. If she was naked all the time, you might get used to it eventually, but you would enjoy every chance you got for quite a while.” I guess I followed that, but it didn’t really matter. I guess I was committed to another evening of exposure.

When Chuck’s Mom drove us to school, Linda asked if she could ride along and got in back with me. By now, I should have smelled a setup but they caught me by surprise again. Linda said she had a couple friends from her school, Mary and Kim, who had joined them for a stripper video evening last Christmas break. They both cleared it with their mothers and, in fact, Kim’s mother had taken part in the evening. She said it had been great fun and both girls had kept the evening confidential. She had, long ago, invited the girls for another evening of stripper videos during their spring break. That was set for tonight. They could watch the videos and have my performance after the other girls left, but it would make her “really, really, really happy” if I would let these girls take part in my show. She was certain that neither of these girls had ever seen a real, naked boy their own age. It would be “so cool” if she could share this with these friends and was absolutely positive that they could keep it among themselves.

Chuck’s Mom confirmed that it had been great for the girls to have friends that they could share this with. She said Kim’s Mom had been very enthusiastic about how good it had been for her daughter and was eager for an encore evening. Chuck’s Mom also said she had known Mary’s Mom for a long time and talked to her both before and after their little video party. Mary’s Mom was only sorry that she had so many evening activities that she could not attend. She had even borrowed a couple of the videos for she and Mary to enjoy at home. Chuck’s Mom was sure both Moms would be enthusiastic about their daughters getting exposed to a nude boy in a controlled environment like this, but offered to speak with them today to confirm that if I was willing to include them.

Let me take a minute to make a point that explains part of my thinking here and for the whole week. I know this story makes me sound a bit naïve, but I was well aware that Chuck’s Mom and family could get in trouble if this whole story got out. Many people would consider what Gram did last night to be a crime, no matter how much I enjoyed it. Even if the stripping was not a crime, the scandal would have a very negative impact on her real estate business and civic activities. Even if there was no proof, it would cause them all problems. So when Chuck’s Mom said that a situation was ok and she could control who found out about it, I tended to trust her. She had more to lose than I did.

So I told Linda that I would probably let these friends take part tonight, but I wanted them and their Moms sounded out ahead of time to ensure they would not object or be offended. I was assured that they would do so. Despite the danger to me, I could not deny that I was getting a thrill out of exposing myself no matter how embarrassing it was. Now it seems that that exposure was going to expand to include two new girls and probably another Mom. Needless to say, Linda and Claire were delighted that they were going to be able share this with their friends. Linda gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek which, unfortunately, occurred just as we pulled up in front of the school. By lunchtime, I was being asked if it was true that I had been busted making out with some strange girl in the parking lot at school. I love the rumor mill.

Chapter 2

Today was the last full day of school before spring break. I had an exam, some other work due, and a meeting right after school, so I put tonight’s activities out of my mind. Gram picked me up and took me back to their house before heading out for her evening activity. She was sorry she was going to miss the show. She said one of the new girls was already at the house and the other was coming after dinner with her Mom. She said the girls were so excited they were bouncing off the walls. Apparently there had been no objections.

I decided that I should meet the new girls, so I dropped my backpack in Chuck’s room and headed down toward the family room. I had heard a lot of giggling and squealing emanating from there. I took one look from the entryway, then turned and made a beeline out of there. Chuck’s Mom caught the look on my face as I passed through the kitchen and asked what was wrong. I gave her an answer which I can’t remember and kept going out the door and headed out to the driveway. I grabbed a basketball and shot some hoops as I tried to clear my head and think.

Mary Spechio. Mary Fucking Spechio! Just a day ago I was so concerned about anyone finding out about my stripping and today I was too stupid to even ask Linda the last names of the girls she was inviting. What an idiot I am. How was I going to fix this?

I guess you could say that Mary Spechio was my first crush. We had been in classes together off and on since starting school. When I “discovered” girls a couple years ago, Mary happened to be the first girl to really be developing into a woman. She wasn’t the absolute prettiest girl in the school, but I thought she was hot so she starred in some of my adolescent fantasies. I think she liked me too, but 10 and 11 year olds don’t know how to handle such things. We hung out some, talked a bit and teased each other a lot. Then, almost two years ago, her parents transferred her to the private girls’ school that Linda attended. I saw her now and then at the mall with a group of girls or at the movies with some friends or occasionally with an older boy. It never seemed to be the same boy twice. It now occurred to me that that was why Linda looked familiar to me that first day. She had been in the group of girls at the mall when I was watching Mary. What a mess.

What should I do? I could refuse to do the show, but really most of the damage had already been done. She certainly knew by now that I had stripped naked in front of her friends. Perhaps if I refused to let her participate, she would tell everyone she knew out of spite. The Mary I knew was very nice and friendly, but teenage girls are weird and I didn’t know how she had changed in two years. She was certainly still friends with many girls in my class, so she could humiliate me if she wanted to.

And her Mom … Oh Crap …. I had asked Chuck’s Mom to check with Mary’s Mom to see if she objected to my strip show. Would she have mentioned my name? Mrs Spechio was the head mom in charge of just about everything at my main swim club. Mary’s brother had been a star swimmer. Even though he had moved on, her Mom had stayed involved and now Mary’s little brother was just starting to compete. Mrs Spechio organized all fund raisers and supervised all the other parent volunteers. I saw her at least a couple times a week and my Mom often worked closely with her. She always took the time to speak with me and now she might know that I stripped naked for some girls.

The only positive thought I could come up with was that I could not think of any girls I knew named Kim. I kept catching glimpses of faces watching me from the house. No doubt I was the subject of some discussion. I figured that very soon, Chuck’s Mom was going to come out and explain how I had nothing to worry about and that she had it all under control. I hoped that she could figure this out because I could not. Then, right on cue, I heard the door open behind me and someone approached me as I shot another basket.

Chapter 3

“Do you want to play some HORSE?” I was wrong. They had sent Mary out instead. I gave her the ball and we played for a bit. Her shooting was even worse than I remembered. She began the inevitable discussion by telling me how excited she had been when the girls told her that they had a friend, a boy who would strip for them. She was doubly excited when she found out it was me. She thought I knew it was her who was being invited and it was so cool that I was willing to do the show in front of an old friend. She was really sorry it had worked out like it did. I told her that I had been in shock for a bit after I found out it was her. She promised me that she would never tell anyone who didn’t already know and she would understand if I couldn’t go through with the show in front of her. She would just leave early so the others would not miss out and she would not mention it to anyone else. Then she said “ I hope you will give me a few minutes to try to convince you to let me stay”.

She told me how she had really liked me back when we were in school together. She was sorry we had lost that connection. She said the girls she stayed in contact with had told her how I had grown and how much hotter I had become. So, when she went to swim meets with her mother recently, she had made an effort to check me out and was very impressed with what she saw. She had begun to date recently, but was limited by her parents to group dates, daytime movie dates, etc. Her mother also insisted that she not go steady for a couple years and had to see a variety of boys. Thus she never got very intimate with a boy. That’s why she had enjoyed the stripper videos and was so looking forward to the real stripping Linda had told her about today. She really, really wanted to see what her friends had seen.

I’m sure she was well coached by Chuck’s Mom before she came out to talk with me, but she really was saying what I needed to hear to settle me down. Everything was telling me that this was still the same old Mary who had been my friend. We chatted for a while longer, then she asked, with a smile, how she was doing. I told her that I had calmed down and would do the show and she could stay and I expected her to honor her word not to talk about it outside the group that already knew. She promised again. To her credit, she did not run right inside to celebrate. We continued to talk but I could sense that inside she was jumping up and down and bursting to tell the others. It was getting near time for me to help with dinner, so I told her to go inside and inform the others that the show was on. Lots of screaming and cheering ensued.

When I finally went in, Chuck’s Mom was waiting to apologize for the mix up. She knew Mary’s Mom very well and should have remembered that Mary used to go to our school. After a bit, Claire came in and asked if they could choose the outfit that I would strip out of. I reminded her that I didn’t bring a lot of clothes with me, but told her she could look at what I had. I then heard a thunder of teenage feet as they all charged up the stairs to look through what I had brought. Dinner went well as I heard how Linda and Mary had come to be friends.

Kim and her Mom arrived for dessert. Kim was an Asian girl about the same age as the others. She was a little quiet around the adults but opened up a lot chattering away with the girls. I found out that Kim was an accomplished artist and she had met Linda at an art course last summer. She had tutored Linda and they had become friends. Her Mom looked a little severe and was a little older than the other Moms: mid-40s I would guess. I found out she was a college professor. She thought Kim should be more social with other girls and learn a bit about boys. Thus she had encouraged the stripper video evenings and thought tonight’s show was a great idea.

After dinner, the girls watched some stripper videos. The Moms were more restrained, probably because they had guests. The girls, however, were even louder and noisier, probably because the group fed off one another. Each time they discussed and argued about some physical feature on a dancer they were watching, I could see some or all of them looking at me and making comparisons. The new girls especially were looking at me more and more. Whenever Mary caught my eye, she would get a huge grin on her face.

Eventually, it was time for me to get ready, so I headed up to Chuck’s room to see what the girls had picked out. It wasn’t anything silly. They had laid out the dress shirt that my mother had insisted I bring “just in case” and a pair of my tightest jeans. There was also a sleeveless undershirt that I had never seen before (but I remembered Claire saying how much she liked seeing boys wearing them) and a pair of my boxer briefs, just like the ones I had on except a different color. I decided to go barefoot again.

Naturally there was a knock on the door and Chuck’s Mom entered for my nightly pep talk. She told me that she would direct again but that the Moms would only watch and not take part. I was to concentrate on the four girls and dance and strip for them. She seemed to be staying, so I began removing my clothes. When I got down to my underpants, it was obvious that she wanted the complete view so I slipped them off and tried to act like being naked in front of my friend’s Mom was the most natural thing in the world. She sighed and said how much she was going to miss this after a few more days. It really gave her something to look forward to while she was working. As she got up to leave, she said “Ev and I bought you a present today. It is in the top drawer. You can choose to use it or not. We just thought it might be nice little surprise for the girls. I’m sure you can figure out how it works”.

Then she left. I looked in the drawer and saw a bag from a store named Sensations. They had bought me a g-string. It had a pouch that was made from extremely thin, delicate fabric. It was whitish with some shiny stuff on it. The strings were almost invisible. I tried it on. As I was adjusting the fit, I discovered that it had snaps on the strings, so it could be removed by just unsnapping each side. The pouch barely contained my equipment and my pubic hair was visible. I put the rest of the outfit on over it and went downstairs to make some girls happy.

Chapter 4

When I entered the rec room, the girls all cheered like I was a celebrity. I guess I was the featured dancer of the evening. They all seemed to be undressing me with their eyes. Kim, especially, seemed lost in thought as she tried to imagine me without my clothes. Claire gave me a thumbs up for wearing the outfit that they had picked out.

Once I began, it was obvious that the program had to be different since I couldn’t really exercise much in street clothes. I just danced and turned for a bit before she had me start removing my shirt.. As soon as I touched a button, the screaming intensified. “Take it off! Take it off! Take it all off.“ It was different having buttons to undo etc. I started with the cuffs then slowly unbuttoned the rest. I was trying to imitate strippers in the videos. I even improvised a bit on my own. Once the shirt was open and untucked, I knelt down turned my back and invited Linda to slip it off. They loved that and I got a nod from Chuck’s Mom to show that she approved also. The sleeveless undershirt was quite tight. One of the dancers in the videos tonight had been a body builder type who went through body builder type poses and the girls decided they wanted me to imitate that. I don’t have bulging muscles at all so felt kind of silly, but did my best and the girls cheered like I was Mr Universe.

Chuck’s Mom called me down to dance in front of each girl. Mary wanted to feel my arms and asked if she could touch me. Claire answered that they would get to feel me as much as they wanted later on which drew a big grin from Mary. After taking the stage again, Chuck’s Mom asked the girls what they wanted off next. They all voted for my jeans so she showed who was in charge by saying that my undershirt was coming off next. The girls all booed but were laughing as they did so. After I peeled the undershirt off, I did some pushups and other exercises as well as some dancing and posing. The girls were getting really excited now. When I came down to do private dances for them, they were eyeing me with great anticipation. Claire wanted to oil my body, but her Mom was afraid they would get oil on my jeans and have to explain that to my Mother. Claire just said “Then get his jeans off”. The other girls cheered.

So, back up on stage. I danced and exercised a bit before Chuck’s Mom said it was time to start shedding the jeans. She said she would leave how I did it up to me, but wanted a lot of teasing. As soon as I unsnapped the top button on my jeans, the volume went way up. I thought the previous night had been loud, but four 12-14 year old girls screaming some version of “Take it off!!!” at the top of their lungs in an enclosed basement was deafening. The Moms were covering their ears, but smiling and were not about to tone down the girls’ fun. I slowly unzipped my pants, then danced right in front of them with some of my underwear visible now. I bounced around a lot, but the jeans were snug and didn’t really drop at all. I faced the rear and slowly inched down the waist band, then faced forward and inched the jeans down a bit more. I continued this until they finally cleared my hips then gave a shake and they dropped to mid-thigh. My entire boxer briefs were visible now. The new girls were giggling and pointing. They all had their gaze locked on the very visible bulge in my underwear.

After giving my audience a nice long front and rear view, I pushed my jeans to my feet, sat on the edge of the stage and invited Claire to grab the legs on my jeans and yank them off, which she did eagerly. As I stood up again, I glanced at Chuck’s Mom who winked and clapped her hands to show she approved of my method of removing my jeans. The girls were thrilled. They now had something they didn’t normally see: a friend, a boy they knew, dancing in just his underpants. I danced, posed, performed some calisthenics. They started yelling for their close-up private dances and Chuck’s Mom told me to go ahead. They made sure I did a little dance for each of them from just two or three feet away. After that the oil came out. The new girls couldn’t believe they really had permission to touch. I soon had eight hands rubbing oil on my arms, shoulders, chest and back. Mary, in particular loved to look directly into my eyes as she squeezed my biceps or rubbed oil into my chest. For the first time, I caught a fleeting, funny look from Linda that I could have sworn was jealousy.

I went back on stage and posed patiently while the girls played with the lights to demonstrate how they could make my skin shine. I exercised and posed a lot before Chuck’s Mom said to tease my way out of my underwear. Of course, the girls thought this was the grand finale being unaware of the g-string. They were screaming again. I teased the waist band down in front being careful not to reveal the pouch. When I began sliding my boxer briefs down in back, I made sure I was toward the rear of the stage which was not as well lit. I pushed my underpants to the floor and stepped out of them. I was hearing lots of talk about my bare butt so I guess the strings were not very visible. I shuffled backward toward the front of the stage. Just as I heard Linda say “What is he wearing?”, I jumped into the air, spun 180 degrees and landed with my arms outstretched revealing the g-string.

Everyone, even the Moms were laughing and screaming. If anyone was disappointed in not getting the full monty yet, they didn’t show it. The sight of my equipment jiggling around in that flimsy pouch was just too amusing. I saw Aunt Ev look at her sister and give a big thumbs up congratulating themselves on their purchase. Kim was pointing at my groin and saying “ You can see it … You can almost see the whole thing”. That brought on another round of near hysterics. Even Kim’s Mom had the biggest grin I had yet seen from her. The girls began screaming for their private dances. As I danced for each girl, they were leaning forward; their eyes only a foot or so from my pouch trying to see what was inside. Mary kept telling me what a nice ass I had now that she could see it completely bare. When she looked at the pouch, she said “It looks pretty big”. Linda answered “ I told you so. It is fat and really looks beautiful.” Claire added “ and his balls are huge”. Kim’s eyes just grew and grew at this conversation.

They wanted to use more oil and Chuck’s Mom told them they could do my legs but to stay away from the “family jewels”. They really oiled my legs thoroughly right up to the g-string. Having their hands so close was the first major challenge to my self control. I could feel my dick start to tingle and plump up a bit. At the end , I turned and bent over a bit. Claire and Linda quickly seized on the opportunity and rubbed oil on my bare bottom.. The new girls were in a bit of shock at that, but Mary recovered quickly and joined in.

Chapter 5

As I took the stage again, I grabbed one of the towels. The girls had put so much oil on me that it was getting on the mat creating slippery spots. As I wiped that up and dabbed some of the greasier spots on my skin, I was thinking about how much had changed in a couple days. How had I gone from being unsure whether I could appear in front of some females in my underwear to preparing to reveal everything to an even larger group? Had something changed in me or was I just a pawn being manipulated by these women and girls for their own entertainment? Did it really matter or should I just ride this wave wherever it went?

I danced for a bit, then heard Chuck’s Mom say “Whenever you’re ready sweetie give us the rest.” I had originally intended to remove the g-string like I had the jock previously. The towel I now had reminded me of something I had seen on a video. I stood on the front of the stage in front of the girls, held the towel in front of my groin, reached over with one hand and unsnapped first one side then the other. When I pulled it out from under the towel, they were quivering with anticipation. As I tossed the g-string behind me, the girls were yelling for me to drop the towel. Mary had her hands clasped in front of her face and was bouncing up and down in her seat. Claire and Linda were calling “Show us! Show us everything.”. So, I took a deep breath and tossed aside the towel.

There was no drop in volume tonight. Only Kim seemed a bit stunned. The other three were hugging each other and yelling and cheering at the top of their lungs. Mary was saying “I can’t believe I’m seeing Jeff completely naked. I’ve dreamed about that for years”. (All news to me.) I moved and swayed around the stage so they could watch my dick swing and bounce. I knew they liked that. All the Moms were grinning and laughing. When I came down for the private dances, the Moms moved over right in back of the girls to get a better view. The girls talked about my cock and balls like I wasn’t even there. The exception was Mary who talked directly to me as I danced for her, She told me I had a beautiful penis and she could look at it all night. She alternated between staring at my dick and looking me directly in the eyes with a huge grin on her face.

While I danced in front of one of the others, I heard Mary say she had seen her brothers a couple times and I was much bigger. She had glimpsed her Dad once and I was almost as big. The Moms used that as their excuse to remind the girls that guys came in all shapes and sizes and that a penis could change a lot as it grew from flaccid to erect. Kim said she wished she could see that and Linda just told her to be patient, then looked at me and grinned. I was quite sure that the girls were hoping for some more hands-on time although no one had brought it up yet. So I was not surprised that when Mary joked that they should oil up the newly revealed parts, Claire solemnly stated “All good things come to those who wait”. Then she and Linda collapsed into giggles while Kim’s eyes got huge again and Mary looked directly at me to try to confirm whether that could possibly be true. The new girls obviously did not know all that had taken place the night before.

At this point Chuck’s Mom called a break. Aunt Ev took the girls up to fetch drinks and snacks (and get them out of the way I assume). Chuck’s Mom asked me to stay and chat with Kim’s Mom and herself. She said they each had a question for me. They first buttered me up a bit by telling me how much they enjoyed the show. They were also impressed with how I was not covering up at that moment but was allowing them to enjoy the sight of my body. I told them quite honestly that while it was still a bit embarrassing, I was still exploring the strange feeling I got out of exhibiting myself. I told them that a week ago, I never would have thought this would be possible.

Kim’s Mom then started asking me if I would consider posing for Kim and some of her fellow art students. She told how difficult it was to get experience with male figures. She said professional male models were reluctant to pose in front of underage students and younger men or boys weren’t secure enough to get nude. I told her that I had no experience and that it would probably depend on the situation and who was involved. She said that she would make me an offer right now to pay me to pose for Kim and another student, an older (17) female cousin. Present would be the girls, herself, the other girl’s mom (Kim’s Aunt), and the art instructor. She asked me to just think about it. She also said she would like me to meet with a couple art instructors who she thought would love to have me as a model. There were a number of classes where they could use me and I could make more money. Nudity might not be required, but being willing to pose nude would increase the demand and price for my services. We left it with a promise to visit them for lunch one weekend to talk more and perhaps meet some of the instructors.

Chuck’s Mom said that I could probably guess her question. The Moms would like me to allow another hands-on investigation of my body. They wanted the girls to be able to explore my body and satisfy more of their curiosity, then have me allow myself to become erect for more education. If I was willing, they once again wanted them all to witness an ejaculation. She intended to let the girls have the experience of actually stroking my penis this time trying to stimulate me. One girl would be chosen to bring me to orgasm. I was expecting this and agreed. The idea of one of these girls getting me off brought a tingle to my whole body. She encouraged me to provide oral feedback and tell the girls what I enjoyed and what I did not. I should correct their technique to ensure that I received as much pleasure as they could provide.

The girls had not yet returned. Kim’s Mom was staring at my genitals, then looked directly at me and said “May I?” When I nodded, she reached down and cradled my penis in her palm. She said “I am not used to circumcised men, but this is quite beautiful. I quite like having the head on display. It seems quite large, especially thick for a boy of 13”. The handling caused it to start to swell a bit. She said “Yes, I am looking forward to seeing this when it is excited”. She then moved her hand down to cup my scrotum and added “And these testicles … they are quite large are they not?” Chuck’s Mom agreed that I was a “well equipped young man”. Another ego boost for Jeff. As the girls returned, the Moms started to move away, but I heard Kim’s Mom say “ I don’t really care about such things, but he seems larger than my husband”. Chuck’s Mom answered that I didn’t disappoint when erect either. Sometimes being a “piece of meat” can be cool.

Chapter 6

From the expectant faces on the girls, I deduced that they had been informed of what was being requested. Chuck’s Mom announced that I had graciously agreed to another anatomy and male development lesson. She said that she wanted Linda and Claire to demonstrate what they had learned by giving the lesson to the other girls. They didn’t mind; they just wanted to get their hands on my body. Thus I stood patiently as the girls went over my nude body, front and back, in great detail. As they pointed out hair, muscle groups, or other physical features they would touch it then invite the new girls to touch or feel the object of their attention. The Moms only intervened if they thought something was incorrect or if something important was being omitted.

They finally arrived at the area of greatest interest. I’m really not sure the new girls really believed that this was something they were going to really be able to touch because when Claire asked Linda to lift my penis out of the way while she began to gently manipulate my scrotum and testicles, I heard a little squeal of excitement out of Mary. Kim turned toward her Mom but was shooed back with a “Go … Go learn about boys.” They each took a turn fondling and exploring my balls. Then it was my dick’s turn. Linda led the lesson and there was discussion of circumcision and sensitive spots. Each girls got a chance to examine and play with my cock. The lifted and turned it so they could examine it from all angles. They gently flipped it back and forth and sort of weighed it in their hands.

All of this had again put my self control to an extreme test. I had just managed to avoid an erection. Claire had them all stop for a moment. She placed a hand on my chest, looked me in the eyes, and said “ You can see how he is straining to avoid getting overly excited. I bet that if we ask him real nicely, he will now get hard for us”. All the girls followed Claire’s lead. They used one hand to stroke various parts of my body while the other lightly fondled my genitals and they chanted various versions of “Please get it up for us. Let me see it stiff. I want to feel it when it’s hard” etc. It was a relief to stop fighting my excitement and within seconds my dick and filled out and lengthened to my full six inches or so. It had risen well past horizontal and was so hard it began to ache.

Now they had the toy that they wanted to play with. I thought that I had been thoroughly examined last night but that was nothing compared to the attention my dick got tonight. They ran their fingertips around the head and gently squeezed the tip to open the hole. They experimented with how the skin slid up and down and traced all the veins in the shaft with their fingertips. They debated how something could be so hard and so soft at the same time. This could have gone on for a considerable time, but eventually Chuck’s Mom called time and said that I needed some water so they could finish the show. I saw Claire whispering to her Mom; no doubt asking whether there was going to be a “big finish”. She got the answer she wanted and rushed back to inform the others.

The girls backed off and let me relax but kept an eye on my dick watching as it slowly relaxed. It never went completely flaccid though. I took the stage again for a while going through the various moves the girls wanted, mostly designed to watch my dick bounce and swing. I did their favorite poses too but soon they were getting impatient for the grand finale. When I was called down, the girls were told that they would get to witness an ejaculation. Better yet, they would be the ones to get me off. Kim again looked to her Mom who, in turn, told her to stay and take part. They were all very eager. Linda asked if they could do it while I was standing so they could see how far my semen shot out. They finally decided that I would stand next to and facing the stage. They placed several towels in front of me. Each girl would stand right up against my side: Kim on the left since she is left-handed and the others taking turns on my right.

They stroked and fondled me until I was erect, then as each girl took a turn, she would wrap one arm around me (or place that hand on my ass) and stroke my hard-on with the other. Aunt Ev kept adding oil to make sure my dick stayed well lubricated. As Chuck’s Mom had suggested, I coached the girls on whether I wanted their grip to be firmer or gentler; their stroking faster or slower, etc. I pointed out that my preference would change as I got closer to orgasm. When I said I was getting close, Aunt Ev had the girls pick a number between 1 and 100. She announced that Mary was the closest. There is no doubt in my mind that this was a setup to reward Mary for “saving the day”. When I said I was almost there, Mary took over and did her best to stroke me the way I wanted. I had her speed up, then as I went over the top, I raised up on the balls of me feet, thrust my hips forward, let out a moan, and began to spurt. Everyone was laughing at me and cheering at their success.

I didn’t think that the distance was all that impressive but thought the volume was one of my best. A couple pretty huge ropes of cum shot onto the towels. My audience seemed pretty pleased. Mary milked the last drops from my penis as she laid her head on my shoulder. I again noticed some annoyance from Linda. Any affection Mary showed me seemed to bother her more than the handling of my genitals. Mary had some cum on her hand. The others put their fingers in drops on the towel and they each examined the texture, smell etc.

Once the show was over, the girls went off chattering among themselves and with the Moms. They were bubbling over with enthusiasm and excitement. I was left to myself for a moment. I slipped on my underwear but decided that it made little sense to get completely dressed again. Kim and her Mom needed to leave soon afterwards and Mary was catching a ride with them. Kim’s Mom made another pitch for the modeling gig as they said goodbye. She said she was impressed with my ability to control my erection and thought the art instructors would be also. She and Kim thanked me for a fun evening. Mary put her arms around me and thanked me for letting her take part. Then she squeezed me tight and began to whisper in my ear. “I hope you will come over to my house soon and give us a repeat performance. My Mom will love it.” When she felt me tense up she added “My Mom guessed that the stripper boy was you. Your Mom had told her you were staying here this week and when Linda invited me today, she figured it out. Since she already knows, I can tell her about tonight and still keep my promise. She thinks you have the hottest body on the team and she is going to be so jealous”. Before I could say anything else, she gave me a big kiss on the cheek and was out the door with Kim and her Mom.

It was not really all that late, so we all sat in the kitchen and talked for a bit. There were two more events or discussions of significance. I’m going to cheat and save one for tomorrow since it determined my adventure for Thursday. The other occurred when the girls heard Gram’s car enter the driveway. They insisted that I model the g-string for Gram, so I went down and put it back on under my underpants. She knew they had bought it but hadn’t seen it so I put on a mini-strip for her and gave her a private dance in just the g-string as the girls sang the strip music. She loved it and appreciated the special treatment. Gram said that if I was in her house that g-string would be all I would be allowed to wear so she could appreciate my bare buns at all times. Eventually, we all kissed and hugged good night and went to bed.

(The End)