Jake Chapter 1

By Willy D

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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I had never been to my stepmother's new house before. She had recently moved to a new house in a new town so she could live closer to her sister Jackie (who had just gone through a very messy divorce). When we got to her house, she gave me a quick tour - my room (smaller than my old room), bathroom, kitchen, living room, etc. and finally the back yard. She opened the back door, and led me out onto a patio. There was a beautiful bright blue swimming pool with a diving board and a slide. It looked very inviting, and my stepmother noticed my expression visibly brighten up. She suggested we put on our swim suits and go for a swim. I was hot and sweaty after the long drive, and that pool really did look great, so a dip sounded like a great idea to me. We both got changed and headed outside. Before I could jump in the pool, my stepmom stopped me to apply sunscreen. It made me feel like a little kid as she rubbed it into my back, arms, legs, chest, and even face. I tried telling her that I could do it myself (except for my back), but she said that I might miss a spot, and that she didn’t want me getting a sunburn my first day, so I stood there patiently until she was finished. We had a great time swimming, diving, sliding, and splashing around. The water was a lot warmer than the pond that I was used to. Thinking about the pond got me thinking about how nice it would be to skinny dip in this pool. I looked around and noticed that with the tall fences around the yard, I couldn't see any of the neighbors' windows - which meant that none of the neighbors could see us in the pool. If only my stepmom worked during the day, I could continue my nude adventures here. Maybe I could sneak into the pool when my stepmom went shopping or to visit her sister. Just thinking about it made my little penis stand up. And I had to be sure to stay in the pool waiting for it to calm down so my stepmom wouldn't notice.

The next day I got my chance. My stepmom was going to the mall to meet up with her sister. She would be gone for at least a few hours. Before she left, she laid out the rules - no junkfood, no leaving the house (or at least the yard), and absolutely no swimming when she wasn't there. I agreed, but I was already getting turned on by the idea of being naked in that pool. As soon as she left, I grabbed a towel, and ran out the back door. I tossed the towel onto a chaise, and my shirt followed. I pulled off my shorts and underpants together, and my penis sprang up to a 45 degree angle. I ran to the pool with my little boner bouncing up and down and jumped in the water. It felt as amazing as I knew it would, with the warm water of the pool flowing all over me. I was feeling so horny I couldn't wait to get out of the pool and jerk off (I figured I'd do it right in one of the chaises), but I wanted this to last for a while, so I just swam around. I knew that I'd be doing this every chance I could get. I wanted to try the slide naked, so I swam over to the ladder in the deep end of the pool and started to climb out. That's when I felt a warm flow of water on my leg. It was one of the warm jets from the pool's heater. I positioned myself so that the jet was blowing right on my privates. It felt incredible. I just stayed there holding onto the ladder with the jet current massaging my hard little penis. I stayed there for at least five minutes lost in my own perverted fantasies. I was thinking about some of the girls from my old school, and imagined that I was skinny dipping with them - that they were as naked as I was, and I could see all of their private parts. And I imagined that they couldn't stop looking at how sexy I was with my big 10 inch penis. That they were staring right at it, and talking to each other and to me about how big it was, and how they wanted to touch it, and kiss it, and ....

"JACOB MICHAEL PETIT! What Are You Doing?!"

I was on the verge of orgasm, but was instantly brought back to reality. I opened my eyes to see my stepmom standing beside the pool glaring down at me.

"Mom! I-I thought you were going out with Aunt Jackie..." I sputtered. I didn't know what else to say. I knew that I was busted big time. Not only was I swimming when I wasn't supposed to be, but I was swimming naked. My stepmom was going to find out that I was a pervert who got off on being naked.

"Your Aunt Jackie called me on my cell phone and cancelled. She's feeling sick today. Now do you want to explain to me why you're swimming when I clearly told you not to?"

"I-I'm sorry. I was just..." I had no idea how to finish that sentence, which was fine because she didn't let me finish it anyway.

"Get out of that pool this instant!"

I hesitated, looking around to see that my towel and clothes were still on the chaise. But my stepmother was between me and my clothes. I couldn't get out of the pool like this. I couldn't let my stepmother see me naked. I could feel my face blushing just thinking about it.

"What are you waiting for?!"

"Can you hand me my towel please? I'm not wearing anything."

The look on her face went from angry to confused. "You-What-?"

She hadn't realized that I was naked! And she hadn’t realized that I was getting off on the water jet blowing on my privates! She just thought that I was swimming when I wasn't supposed to. It was clear that she was trying to process this new information. But in the end, she was still mad at my disobedience. She put the rest aside for the moment and said through gritted teeth, "Get out of that pool! Right Now!"

I knew I was trapped. I had to get out the pool. I couldn't even swim to the shallow end and climb out using the stairs (at least if I could do that, I could cover up with my hands). But my stepmother's tone left no room for debate; I would have to use the ladder. I would have to climb up using my hands. In the back of my mind, I had the fleeting thought that at least my stepmom wouldn't see me with a boner. I had lost that as soon as she had called my name, and my privates were now shriveled up with fear and shame. I gripped the sides of the ladder and pulled myself out of the pool - naked and in full view of my stepmother. She watched as I climbed the ladder and stepped up onto the patio. Before I had a chance to cover myself with my hands, she turned around, grabbed the towel off of the chaise, then turned back and tossed it to me. "Dry off, get dressed, and then go to your room. I'll deal with you later." Then she turned and went back into the house. I was grateful for the towel, and that she didn't make me stand there naked and dripping while she yelled at me, but I knew that she had seen me. In the 3-5 seconds after I pulled myself out of the water, and before she turned to grab the towel, she had a clear view of my naked body. I was sure that she saw my bald little penis. Maybe that was why she took pity on me and gave me a towel to cover up.

I dried quickly, put my clothes back on, and went back into the house. As I walked past my stepmom’s room, I could hear her on the phone. I didn't know who she was talking to, but I knew who she was talking about - "...he was swimming au naturel!" she was saying, "I don't know what to do..." I didn't want to get caught eavesdropping, so I hurried to my room, shut the door, and tried to think of some explanation that I could give my stepmom as to why I was swimming naked (other than the truth of course - that I was pervert who likes to jerk off to the thought of being naked outside). Then I had an idea - Maybe I could tell her that I was a nudist. That I just liked to be in touch with nature. She was from France where they had nude beaches all over the place, maybe she'd buy it. I could even tell her that my dad let me swim naked all the time, and that it wasn't a big deal (they hardly ever spoke to each other, and I knew she wouldn't call him just to check on my story). Maybe not the best cover story, but it was better than the alternative.

Just then, my stepmom walked into my room and sat down next to me on the bed. "First of all I want to tell you that I'm sorry for yelling at you. I want you to understand that I make these rules for your own safety. The pool is far too dangerous for a little boy to be playing in when nobody is around." I started to say that I wasn't a little boy, that I was almost 15, but I thought better of it (especially since she had just seen how "little" I still am).

"As punishment for swimming alone, you're to have no TV and no video games for one week." Not a horrible punishment, I thought. I was certainly expecting worse.

"Now, Jake. Would you like to tell me why you broke the rules and went swimming? And does it have anything to do with the fact that you were au naturel?"

I tried to gather my story straight in my head. "Mom, I'm sorry I broke your rules. And I promise I won't do it again. I went skinny dipping when you weren't here because I was afraid you'd be offended. You see, lately, I've become kind of a naturist. It just feels free and natural to swim nude. I did it all the time when I lived with Dad, and it was no big deal, and I just thought I could keep doing it here. But I didn't want to offend you. That's the only reason I broke the rules."

"And that's really why you were nude out there?" She was scanning my face and eyes, trying to tell If I was lying or not.

"Yes, Mom. I swear. I wasn't trying to be bad."

She nodded and smiled. "I must admit that finding you like that gave me quite a shock. I wasn't sure what to think. But I talked it over with your Aunt Jackie," (Oh no. Aunt Jackie knew that my stepmom had caught me swimming naked) "and she actually suggested that it might be something as innocent as what you just said."

"Really?"

"Well, she said it was either that or that you were some kind of pervert, but I know that you're a good little boy. And she did remind me of a few things. Like when we were little kids growing up in France, we would swim nude all the time. And even after we grew up, we would sometimes frequent the au naturel beaches. And it was never sexual or perverted. It was free and natural and accepted. You probably don't remember this, but we even took you to the au naturel beaches more than once when we still lived in France. You couldn't have been more than 4 years old, but you loved running around naked with your little peepee jiggling around." Hearing my stepmom talk about my "little peepee" made me blush - which I’m sure she noticed. "Anyway, all I mean to say is that I shouldn't be surprised that you found your way back to a naturist lifestyle. Or that your father would approve - that man loved being naked."

I couldn't believe it. She was buying my story. She actually thought that I was a naturist and not a pervert. I just had to stick to my story, and everything would be fine.

"But let me ask you this," she continued. "Were you embarrassed that I saw you naked?"

This question caught me off guard. I tried to think quickly of how a real nudist would answer that. "No. I wasn't embarrassed."

She looked me right in the eyes and smiled as she said, "It didn't bother you that I saw your little dingaling?"

Internally, I was mortified. My stepmom had just confirmed that she had in fact seen me naked, and she knew exactly how small I was. I tried to keep a straight face as I committed to my answer. "I was scared of being punished, but not embarrassed. Dad says that being nude is a completely natural thing and not something to be ashamed of. Isn't that true?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. I even managed what I hoped was an innocent looking smile as I looked her right in the eyes and said this.

"Yes, Honey. That is true. And that's a very mature and healthy attitude to have. Thank you for being honest with me. I feel a lot better about your reasons for breaking the rules. Your punishment for swimming without supervision still stands though - no TV and no video games for a week. And I want you to stay in your room for a while, and think about what you did, and why these rules exist. They really are for your own safety. I'll come and get you when dinner is ready." With that, she gave me a hug, said that she loved me, and left, closing the door.

Whew.

I collapsed back on my bed with my heart was pounding in my chest. I did it. I had gotten away with it. She actually believed my story about being a naturist.

Following my stepmom's advice, I did start thinking about what I had done. I had taken a stupid risk just to satisfy my perversions, and I got caught. I knew at that point that my days of skinny dipping were over - There was no way I would ever risk getting caught like that again. Having to climb out of that pool naked was the single most humiliating moment of my life. It was really a shame though, because before I was interrupted, I was having a great time. The pool was a lot warmer than the pond back home, and that warm water jet had almost made me cum right there in the pool (I'm sure it would have if I had just had a couple more minutes).

Thinking about it now, I actually felt my penis start to stir. Well, if I couldn't skinny dip anymore, at least I could still jerk off to my memories and fantasies of it. I took off all of my clothes and laid back in my bed. My little penis was already hard. I grabbed it and started stroking my forefinger and thumb up and down my hard little shaft. I thought about how warm the water felt between my legs, and how much I would have loved to go down that slide and splash into the pool naked. It didn't take long before streams of cum were shooting from my tiny little boner. I had gobs of it all over my chest, my stomach, and even my face when I had finally finished. I lay back for a few minutes thinking about how much I was going to miss this, then sat up and started cleaning myself off with the box of tissues next to my bed. When I had gotten most of it cleaned up, I stood up to gather my clothes. I caught site of myself in the full length mirror on my door, and as I looked at my body, I wondered for at least the millionth time when and if I'd ever start to develop. My stepmom had asked me if I was embarrassed that she had seen my "little dingaling". I had lied of course. Looking at my "little dingaling" in the mirror right now, how could I not be embarrassed? It's only about an inch and half long when it's soft, and it's very skinny. If my boner has the same size and girth as my pinky finger, my penis now was maybe my pinky finger minus the bottom segment (from the middle knuckle to the tip). And even though it was soft right now, it's so small that it doesn't really hang down - it pretty much sticks almost straight out. And the fact that I have no hair at all just makes it look all the more pathetic. Oh god, and my stepmom had actually seen me like this. Looking in the mirror made me realize all over again exactly what my stepmom had seen. She'd seen exactly how underdeveloped I was. She saw my tiny little hairless penis. How could I look her in the face knowing that she knew my secret? I'd never felt so ashamed.

(The End)