Same Summer, Different Beach

Same Summer, Different Beach
By Sir Cum Sizemore

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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"Let's go kids, get in the car. We have to meet Aunt Sue at the beach. Jack, you can change in the car or in the men's room when we get there."

"Mom, I want to change here. Where's my suit?"

"Jack, we're in a hurry and I packed your suit in the duffle bag, it's already in the car."

"It won't take me long. Please let me go get it and change here."

"NO! If you wanted to change, you should have stopped watching that damned TV when I announced the thirty minute warning. You sat there on your eleven year old ass while your brother and sister changed, now get in the car. Next time listen."

"Mom I can't change in the men's room. There are just benches in there and no dividers or lockers. Anyone can see me while I change and it makes me feel funny to be naked in front of strangers."

"You mean after all the time you spent with Aunt Sue, and all the time I make you stay naked here at home and in the yard, you still haven't gotten over that false modesty? Come on, Jack, you don't have anything any other boy doesn't have. Everyone has seen those parts before and especially the people in the men's room at the beach. It's too bad, but you will change in the men's room or in the car, the choice is yours. If I hear anymore complaining you'll just spend the day nude. Now, get in the car."

I knew she meant business. She'd shown off my boy parts to all of my sister Robin's friends and made me be a part of their experiments and explorations. They had pulled, poked, rubbed, squeezed, inserted, and any other verb that comes to mind that traumatizes your sensibilities about penises, testicles, or anuses. There wasn't a square inch of me the neighbors and family friends hadn't been able to probe or photograph. I had spent a terrible summer on a New Hampshire beach with my Aunt Sue and her abusive offspring. No shit, I was never allowed any clothing except tee shirts. Now I'm supposed to think everything is above board when my mother tells me we're going to the beach and she's packed my suit in the car. At best, I'm skeptical. Oh well, same summer, different beach. This one is in New York and maybe the rules are different.

The trip to Jones Beach was uneventful. I was careful not to push the dressing issue. I knew my mother wouldn't hesitate to make me walk the beach nude. After all, she was present as I was made to walk Hampton Beach in the raw and she really enjoyed watching it. She keeps talking about my legs, but she also likes to watch my "hard penis bounce around as I walk." My sister Robin has no hesitation about grabbing it and pulling or yanking and squeezing my balls. She likes the crippling pose she inflicts when she does those things, but her very favorite is when I tell her to leave my boy parts alone and she tells Mom or Dad and I get the belt for not letting her play with them.

I sat still pouting as we pulled into the sand brushed asphalt parking lot. My mother liked to get to the beach early and park near the concessions buildings, but the spots she preferred were already taken. She had told Sue where we would be and it looked like a long walk to the meeting spot. My eyes caught sight of the rest area facilities where I would soon be exposed to all. As my imagination was taking a wild ride, my mother's voice broke the trance, "Get your clothes off, Jack. You can change in the car."

"Yeah, I will when you take Robin and Teddy out and I can have a little privacy."

"Get over, it they both have been playing with your boy parts all summer, they aren't going to see anything they haven't played with. Get your clothes off, now."

I began to strip.

"Take your shorts and underpants off first," my sister commanded.

"I'll do it my way. Why don't you just shut up?"

"Jack, don't talk to your sister like that. Take off your shorts and underpants first for her."

"Yeah, I want to see that wiener while you take the rest off."

"Why? All I'd have on after that is my shirt."

"Yeah, well I want to pull your wiener while you take your shirt off."

"Me, too," Teddy my younger brother called out.

"No, leave me alone. Mom, I don't like it when they can do those things to me. Why can't I do something like that to Robin? I mean I could look at her girl hole."

"You stop that nasty talk or you'll be sucking on a bar of soap for the next hour. Understand?" Mom was touchy about discussing girl parts.

"Well, how come I have to let them play with my parts?"

"For the last time, Robin's a girl and they need to keep their parts private. You're a boy and yours are for everyone to enjoy."

"What about Teddy? He's a boy and he doesn't have to be naked all the time. Why does he get to wear clothes?"

"You know you have a point. Teddy, take off your suit and put it up here in the front seat. We're going to let you stay naked all day." My mother finally caved. She was going to make his seven year old ass and boy parts public property.

"Mom, do I have to? I don't want the girls to see my dickie."

"Yes, young man, you do. I want everyone to see that wonderful little 'dickie' of yours. Give me your suit."

Teddy wiggled his suit off past his ankles and handed it to my mother. Robin reached down to feel his penis and he covered. "Mooooommmm, Teddy covered his wiener with his hands. He won't let me feel it."

"Teddy, if you cover up, I'll whip you with a belt in front of all these people. You know the rules. You've been around Jack enough to know. Don't you cover that little..." she stopped mid sentence. "Oh, look at that cute little rod sticking out straight as an arrow. Teddy you have a woody. It is so cute. Don't you think his little woody is cute, Robin?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Okay, Robin your job is to make sure he has that hard-on for as long as he can while we're here. You can let strangers feel it or get some little girls together to play with it, but let's keep his little rod hard all the time if we can."

I couldn't help but respond, "Yeah, Aunt Sue might have some of those 'vitamins' she likes to give. You know, the ones that make it stay hard all the time," I suggested as I reached down and felt his little erection. His little penis felt good to me. It was different than mine and was about as big around as those fat pencils they gave us in first grade.

I was now sitting totally naked. My playful touches to my brothers erect penis had caused mine to harden too. I was hurried by that physical condition to find my suit before some passerby looked in the window and saw mine sticking up straight. Robin then clamped on to the shaft of my penis and yanked it. That was followed by a laugh. "Come on Robin, let me get my suit on." I reached in the duffle bag looking for my usual yellow Speedo. Not there. I remember distinctly uttering, "Oh, shit!" as I found that damned piece of butt floss I had to wear at Hampton Beach. That's right, my mother had packed the thong. "Oh, Mom, why did you bring this thing? You know I hate it."

"I like it. You have the most beautiful boy legs I've ever seen. Even if you are mine, you are a very attractive kid. I want those legs to be on display for everyone to see."

"Yeah, well my butt is on display too and my penis shows right through this thing. My balls stick out too. Come on Mom, let me swim in my shorts today."

"Not on your life. Get the thong on or go like your brother. We want those boy parts and that round smooth little bottom of yours to keep its tan. I hate to look at tan lines when you are running around nude. They are really unbecoming."

"Yeah, go like Teddy. I like it when people stare at you," Robin was a pain in the ass.

"You just keep out of it, Robin. You're not Mom. Just shut up."

"Don't argue with your sister. Put the thong on, we have to go find Aunt Sue and the girls."

"Mom, I don't want people staring at me," Teddy had picked up on Robin's remark.

"Well, baby, I do want people to stare at you. Besides, most of them have seen little seven year old penises at some time or another. If they haven't, today's their lucky day. Look, Teddy," she pointed at his pubic area, "you have all that white skin where you've been wearing shorts and bathing suits. I want you to be tanned all over. I think I'm going to keep you naked all the time for awhile."

"No, please Mommy. Don't make me be naked all the time."

"What do you think Robin, should we keep him naked?"

"Well, little Ellen Harris, next door is in love with Teddy and she'd be able to see it all that way. Shoot she'd be able to play with it all that way."

"Stoopppppp, Robin, stop teasing me."

"Who's teasing?"

"Well, Teddy, we'll see, but I think you will be naked." Mom had made up her mind.

Robin laughed and Teddy hit her. I had finally gotten the strings fastened up my ass and around my waist. There was absolutely nothing left to the imagination with this 'suit' on. My balls and dick filled the little triangular piece of cloth in the front and with my prior experiences I knew as soon as it got wet, it became very transparent and when I sat with my legs spread even a little my balls and penis were clearly visible from the side.

"Okay, I'm turning the air off and we're going to get out." Mom was anxious to find Aunt Sue.

Slowly, I got out the back door of the car, followed by my sister. I tried to keep my ass against the car so passing beachgoers couldn't assess my butt cheeks. Teddy was not getting out very quickly. Robin reached in just as a family was passing and pulled him out by his right arm. His feet hit the hot asphalt. He complained as Robin rounded up his flip flops.

"Hey, Daddy, look that boy is naked," a little girl called her father's attention to the sight. In doing so, her entourage of two other little girls looked at my brother and giggled.

"It's okay, girls, little boys should spend more time naked. It's good for him. Look at him all you want," their father instructed as he nodded at my mother who was beaming from ear to ear.

"Hey lady, does that boy have to be naked all the time he's here?" One of the daughters who looked to be eight or nine years old asked my mother.

"He sure does, would you like to touch his peepee and see what it feels like?" Robin answered for my mother.

"Can we, Daddy?"

"I think that would be up to his mother. Is it okay for them to examine your son?"

"Sure, let them satisfy their childish curiosity. Teddy you make sure to push that penis out where they can feel it. Go on now."

It felt good to realize Teddy was now experiencing all the embarrassment I had experienced in my weeks with Aunt Sue and the sadistic duo—my cousins.

"Man kid you're really stylin it aren't you." The girls' father nodded toward my thong. "I didn't know they made those things for little boys."

"My sister found it at Hampton Beach. She got him to wear it while he stayed with her."

"His little ass is smooth, firm and definitely tanned. Guess he spends a lot of time in it, huh?"

"No, he really spends a lot of time nude. It's just he's at a public beach and I'm not sure how they'd take a nude eleven year old. I'm sure his little brother won't cause much of a stir, but I don't know where they draw the line."

I didn't like the direction this conversation was going. It wasn't too much of a leap to realize this complete stranger; this father of three little girls could hold the state of my exposure in his hand.

"Well, I'd imagine if he hasn't reached puberty, there'd be no objection. But you're probably right, best to play it safe—too many religious, self-righteous do-gooders running around today. Everything they don't agree with is 'child abuse'. It's too bad everyone doesn't mind their own business like they did when we were kids. You know the parent made the calls and the rest of the world could just shove it up their ass if they didn't like it. Oh well, come on girls. Sharon, let his little peepee alone now, we need to go find a spot."

"Daddy, can we sit close to them? I want to look at that boy's peepee while we're here."

"Yes, Sharon, we'll wait and walk with them. That is, if you don't mind."

"No, I'm meeting my sister here, but you can sit anywhere you want. It's a public beach."

"I'm Roger," he said extending his hand.

"I'm Mary Ann." My mother shook his hand.

"These are my girls—that's Sharon shaking your son's peter, this is Joannie, my eldest, and that is Susan my youngest."

"Susan? That my sister's name. This is Jack, he's my eldest. This is my daughter, Robin and the little star over there is Teddy. Obviously he's our baby."

I couldn't believe it. My brother being molested by two of this guy's three daughters was listening to the conversation. "I'm not a baby. I'm seven." He yelled with a pout as the youngest girl was fingering his balls. It was like the biggest assault to his dignity was the 'baby' remark. It took precedence over the assault to his dick and balls. Shit, wait until he gets to be eleven. His attitude would definitely shift.

As we walked toward the beach I begged, "Mom can I wrap a towel around me? Come on just around my waist."

"Well that'd kind of ruin the whole idea of the thong. You know get some sun on your buns. Wouldn't it?" the domineering newcomer remarked.

All I could think of was, "Who in the hell is he? We just met him and he's controlling my mother's decision making process." Then I said, "Hey, I was talking to my Mom, not you."

"Young man you know better than to talk that way to an adult." Mom was pissed. "Roger, when we get settled I want you to take a belt to him for me."

"I'm not sure that would be a good idea. First of all, you don't even know me. And then there's the problem with do- gooders who might be put off by me using a belt to discipline him." Roger was definitely taking on a more friendly posture as far as I was concerned. I was really sorry for the insolence he had suffered from me. The guy must be okay. He didn't want to spank me. But, then...

"No, sir, I insist. He needs his ass worn out and worn out good. I will take care of those who don't like it, or you can take him back to the parking lot and do it, but he needs the belt for that remark." Mom wouldn't let it go. Then reaching into the beach bag she pulled out my Dad's two inch wide belt he used with his jeans. It was the item of choice for discipline at our home. She handed it to Roger, who just shrugged his shoulders.

"Daddy, can we watch you whip him?" Susan inquired. "Pllllleeeeasssseee, let us watch."

"I'd kind of like to watch it, too!" Joannie, who appeared to be near my age. added.

"I suppose you could watch, if I decide to do it," the still hesitant Roger responded.

"What's to decide, take him over to the car or take care of it right here where I'm going to put the blanket. Whip his butt good, don't hold back. If you want, take that thong off of him first." Mom was still pissed. I wasn't surprised as disrespect toward an adult or defiance when told to do something by an adult was the first class felony in our family. It was always punishable with the belt.

Joannie jumped on the last part of Mom's statement. "Yeah, make him take it off. Let's see how well he's hung."

Then Robin chimed in, "Make him keep it off the whole time we're here."

"No, I think enough of his bottom is exposed that we don't need his penis in the way." Roger replied.

"Oh, come on Daddy, you always ruin our fun."

"Joannie, I will let him keep his thong on while I spank him. If that's a problem, why don't you take off your suit?"

"She's a girl and girls need some consideration for modesty. Jack's a boy and his penis is meant to be enjoyed by all." I couldn't believe my mother was telling this to a complete stranger, and a man at that.

"Look, you asked me to whip him and I'm not liking whipping someone else's kid. If it was one of my girls, I'd spank her, but this is different. He's your kid, not mine. You should discipline him if you think he needs it. I don't want to be the one to make him go naked on the beach. Now, let me whip him and get it over with. And, Joannie, one more word out of you and I'll take the belt to you when I'm done with him. Understand?"

"Okay, Dad. I'll stop."

"Now, Jack is it?" I nodded affirmatively with my head down. "Bend over the ice chest right here." I did so exposing my entirely bare bottom to the world. Suddenly, there was a sharp slap to me cheeks, the thrashing had begun. After stripe after stripe was applied to my exposed buttocks, I was screaming in pain for the man to stop. After ten he did. I had been sufficiently punished to the extent the point was made, and I'm still able to recount the incident. As I arose crying and holding my well warmed and reddened cheeks with my hands, I could seen people from yards away talking, staring, pointing and some shaking their heads. Tears were streaming freely down my cheeks. The girls were giggling. Except for Susan who appeared a little traumatized at what she had just seen her father do.

"Jack, take your hands off your butt and lie down here in the sun. Lie on your stomach, I want the sun to help burn you a little more." My mother was brutal.

"Daddy, when you spank me you don't hit me that hard." Susan broke her trance.

"Honey, little boys need to have a little harder spanking or they don't get the message. When I was a little boy, Grandpa used to whip me so hard sometimes I had sores on my bottom when he finished. It helped me learn not to do bad things and behave. Little girls don't need hard spankings."

Lying on the blanket with my burning butt up toward the morning sun, I was listening to him explain this to the little girl. All this was despite the fact, I was still moaning and tears still were flowing. Robin and Joannie had left for the water. Teddy had gone down toward the water and was making sand castles. He had already drawn some attention because of his nudity. Most of it was adults who tried to act as though it was normal and natural for little kids to run naked, but they would keep casting glances his way. Some were busily taking photographs of the naked kid making castles. Teddy must have been engrossed in his project. He didn't pay any attention to them. As my red eyes dried and I watched that scene, there was one guy who must have been a professional photographer. He kept clicking away and taking various poses for different angles. He also was the only one who had actually asked my mother if it would be all right.

I was immediately shaken out of my thought by an all too familiar voice, "Hi Mary Ann, it looks like my favorite nephew had his ass worn out already."

"Oh, hi, Sue. He did. Sue this is Roger. He and his girls have struck up a conversation and I invited them to join us. Jack smart mouthed him, so I had him tear him up for it."

Sue was sitting down when she patted my bare ass. "Guess you'll think twice about what you say from now on." With the sun and the beating, her pats were very painful. "Oh, we're wearing the suit I bought for you, I really like it."

"I don't!" I was still sniffling from the spanking.

"Well then, why don't you just take it off. I mean, if I don't like something I won't wear it."

"What do you think?" I asked her. My attitude wasn't the best. After all, I had just received ten painful swats with the belt.

"Aren't we just a little pissy today? Listen to me, young man, get your attitude straightened out or I'll use the belt on that butt of yours again." Sue was formidable when she was mad.

"Where are your girls?" My mother noticed they weren't tagging along.

"Oh, they had a pool party at a friend's, so I came alone." Again, the hand slapped my sore bottom. "I just had to see my favorite nephew. Aren't you excited to see me? I mean I didn't even get a kiss."

"Jack, give your aunt a kiss." My mother got the message from the statement.

I rose to my knees and kissed her on the cheek. She hugged me with her right arm and patted my bare ass with her left as she did it. I flinched.

"What's it a little tender down there, is it?" She had that smart ass grin on her face as she brought attention to the obvious. Then reaching down to the front of my thong she pulled the material out and looked at my package. "Mary Ann, he's getting a little white around his penis and testicles. He could use some sun there. You know I spent a lot of time making sure he was evenly tanned when I had him. "Jack, honey, take off your thong for Aunt Sue." She always turned me off when she spoke of herself in the third person.

"No, I want to wear it."

"Sue quit teasing the kid. He's had a bad morning so far." My mother defended me. She actually did and from her older sister at that. Wow. Mark that on the calendar. "Jack, why don't you go down and play with Teddy?"

"Oh my God, is that Teddy down there exposed to the world?" Sue just noticed the other members of the family.

"It sure is. He's getting his tan evened out today," my mother boasted.

I got up and went down to my little brother. The dude with the camera was on his belly taking shots of Teddy as he knelt on his hands and knees to span the creation he was working on. It was evident from his various positions that Teddy's penis and testicles were the true 'stars' of his show. As Teddy would turn to get more water in that little plastic pail, the guy would run to get in front of him to get more shots. When I arrived, he turned his camera on me. "Hey, kid, why don't you squat down so I can get your legs and backside. Okay, now stand up and turn like you're looking out at the ocean. I want some of that nice tanned backside and those legs. God, kid, did anyone ever tell you how shapely your legs are for a little boy? Man the muscle tone is really excellent. Guess that's why Mom makes you wear that thong, huh. So, everyone can see those beautiful legs."

I just ignored him. He was pissing me off and I didn't want a round with the belt from him. He'd want to take the thong off for sure and snap a few quickies before I could get it back on. I just knew he would.

"Hey is that your brother?" The cameraman asked me.

"Yeah," I just shrugged it off.

"Well could I get you to feel him up a little so I could get some pictures of you playing with his little rod? I mean just pull it a couple of times or rub it. It'll get hard and make the pictures a little better."

Not wanting to have any trouble from him, I reached over and stroked Teddy's penis.

"Hey, Jack, leave my dickie alone." Teddy was indignant.

"Shut up, Teddy. You play with mine enough. Just let me do it until this guy leaves us alone. If Mom finds out, you know what will happen to you." He then spread a little so I could get a better hold on him. All the while this pervert was shooting pictures.

"Okay, you, the big boy. Would you kind of lick his sack? Could I get you to suck on his thing for a few?"

"No, man! He's my brother. He's a boy. He's also full of sand. I'm not going to put that thing in my mouth. What are you, perverted or something?" I was getting a little more pissed, but that was about as far as I knew I could go, if I didn't want a second whipping. Teddy's little rod was at full extension at this point. As he went about his "construction" his little penis bounced up and down and left and right. The photographer must have been pacified with the erotic shots, he didn't ask me to suck my brother again. Maybe, it was because he didn't know what my mother would think about such a request.

"Jack, take your brother down and help him get rinsed off. Make sure you get the sand off his penis and his hole," mom yelled down to me.

I took my brother, who at seven was quite capable of cleaning himself up, down to the water. He went in up to his knees and I suggested we ride some of the whimpy waves in. Photo guy was in up to his knees still taking pictures of us. The waves flushed Teddy clean. I carefully inspected the folds behind his glans and then spread his cheeks to check his asshole. All appeared sandless, but, boy, did photo guy have a field day with the inspection process. Teddy's peter was still stiff as we walked back to the blanket to get some lemonade out of the cooler. My ass was returning to normal and but for the salt in the water, my eyes weren't all that red anymore. But my thong had done its disappearing act. My yellow patch wasn't leaving much to the imagination. Photo guy was energized at the sight. I wanted to cover, but if discovered, I'd be made to stay nude the rest of the day. I just let him do his thing. As we approached our blanket, he went back to his, but kept a watchful eye on what we were doing. He kept his camera right at hand.

"Come over here Teddy". Mom beckoned. "Sue, would you put some sunscreen on him. Be sure to get his little penis really well. It isn't used to being exposed to the sun." She threw the tube of sunscreen to my more than cooperative aunt. "When she's done with Teddy, I'll get you taken care of, Jack." As Sue started, photo guy snapped on a long lens and began more photo taking. I know it frustrated him that people would walk right through his line of sight. Surprisingly, no one stopped to stare as Sue rubbed my brother's most prized body part with the lotion. Some glanced, but they all just kept walking.

"Jack why don't you stretch out and get some sun. It'll dry you off, I'll put lotion on you, and then I can start getting lunch together."

I did as I was told. I first stretched out on my back hoping to get the material on my crotch to dry and return to opaque. A few moments of exposure was a small price to pay to get some privacy quickly.

"Do you want me to do Jack too?" I could detect the hopefulness in the question Aunt Sue asked.

"No, I'll get him. You can help by getting the paper plates and cups out for lunch while I do it though."

Disappointed, Sue, did as she was asked. Mom came over to me and told me to roll over. She squirted the sunscreen directly on my shoulder and neck. It was startlingly cold. Then she began rubbing it in. Again the cold drops hitting me all the way down to the small of my back. Her hands rubbed the lotion in a very comfortable way. It felt good. Then the drops hit my cheeks. She kneaded my butt cheeks one at a time, raising the string from the thong, she used one or two fingers to slip under it. As she did I could feel a slight tension to my dick and balls as well as a tightening in my ass crack. Then she went to one of her favorite places to rub—my legs. She did the back of my legs full length for about five minutes. I never thought she'd quit. "Oh, Jack, the soles of your feet are getting burned." Then she worked them over with the protectant. "Roll over."

I did and she did my face, first squirting the lotion on her hands. Then back to dripping it on my arms and chest, she worked it in with a loving mother appearance to her face. I wondered if photo guy was still shooting pictures. Oh well, who cared? A large drop of lotion was squeezed out of the bottle and landed just above my navel. The cold made me giggle momentarily. Mom rubbed it in very carefully. Then she grabbed one of the bows holding my thong in place and pulled it. I could feel the string loosen around my waist and an unwanted freedom at the triangle as she folded it down, exposing my penis and testicles to our fellow beachgoers.

"Hey, Mom, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to put some on your boy parts and groin area."

"Why? The sun can't go there."

"Well, now it can. Just lie still." Her lubricated hands began slowly rubbing my boy parts until my penis sprung to life. I knew photo guy was drooling, if he noticed. Sue did.

"See, his wiener is almost white again. Aren't you making him go naked at all? What a shame."

"Yes, Sue, he spends a great deal of time naked at home."

"Well, give me that thong and let him get some tan on his crotch."

Suddenly, the discussion was rocked. Roger and his girls were coming back to the blanket with my sister, Robin. "Hey, look my big brother's naked. Why don't you all come and see his wiener." No need to ask twice. The giggling girls ran to the blanket.

"Whoa, his is bigger than Teddy's." Susan noted. "How come it's sticking up like that?"

"He's got a boner stupid," Joannie gave a condescending reply to her little sister.

At this point Mom was working on my knees and shins with the sunscreen. Then she said, "Here, Joannie, why don't you make sure his boy parts are covered well. We have to make sure they don't burn." With that she threw the bottle of sunscreen to my age mate who immediately fell to her knees at my hips. She couldn't get the bottle opened fast enough. Squeezing the lotion on to her hands she began to smear it on my shaft and scrotum.

"Man, I never felt a boy's privates before. Look at the slit in his tip." Her guided tour for the on lookers was interrupted by my mother.

"Be sure to get that slit really well with the sunscreen. Rub it in good. I think you will need to do his boy parts for ten or fifteen minutes."

Feeling extremely uncomfortable with the situation, my hands went to shelter my penis and testicles from her further intrusions. Wrong thing to do. Sue noticed and began another of her tirades. "Look, he's getting that modesty back, I worked so hard to fix."

"What do you mean?" Mom asked.

"He just tried to cover up so Joannie couldn't put the sunscreen on."

"Well, Jack, you might as well lift up so I can get that thong off of you. You know what the penalty for covering is." Mom lifted my hips and I could feel the string being pulled past the small of my back. "You're naked as the day you were born for the rest of the day. And girls, you will have to make sure he and Teddy are protected by putting the sunscreen on every fifteen minutes or so, especially on their penises and testicles. Oh, when you do Jack's bottom, let me show you something." She patted me on the hips and told me turn over "I want you to make sure you put some around the hole." I could feel the cool lotion as she moved her finger over the exterior of the anus. "Then, put some on your finger like this, and", suddenly there was a hard poke at the hole and it was momentarily impaled by my mother's digit, "shove your finger all the way in, rub around and pull it in and out a few times, like this."

"Can I do that?" Susan asked.

"Sure, baby, you can do Teddy. Teddy bend over the cooler. Robin, take her over and show her how and then help her. How about you Sharon, would you like to go over and do Teddy, too?"

"Can I?"

"Sure go on over and take a turn. I'm going to let Joannie finish up with Jack here. When you're done we'll wash off for lunch. Roger, I sure hope I'm not offending you by letting your girls have free access to my boys' genitals and backsides."

"No, Mary Ann, they need to get to know bodies. It's a part of life. Maybe they'll learn something. They'll really have some stories to tell their mother when I drop them off."

"Oh, shit, I hope she won't be pissed off."

"Who, Beth? Hell no! She'd love making sure the girls had an education about boys' bodies. She's quite liberal about sex and sexuality. She'll love it. She'll just be disappointed. It's kind of like their first step, if you know what I mean, and she's missing it."

Roger watched attentively as Joannie shoved her index finger up my colon. His gaze was shifted momentarily as Teddy screamed out with the intrusion of Sharon's finger up his poop chute. Actually, all of the adults and Robin laughed at the audible acknowledgement of his virgin ass being explored for the first time. Oh and yeah, photo guy was at the blanket for this part. I guess that seals it. He's a pervert.

The rest of the day I was made to compliment my nude little brother by having to show my stuff too. Neither of us could cover even when photo guy was clicking away. His favorite time to click away was during the fifteen minute intervals when the girls got to rub sunscreen on our genitals. He even liked those shots better than the finger up the ass we both got during those sessions. He seemed to get more forward with the picture taking as the day went on. In fact, my mother told us we had to pose for him. And that gave him just a little too much authority for comfort. Then, while being serviced by Susan, Roger's youngest, I overheard him ask my mother a question any other parent would have called to cops over.

"Would you mind if I had them orally stimulate each other for some shots."

"You mean right here on the beach? That's kind of public isn't it? What, do you want both of us to get arrested? Sir, you can photograph my boys as they play here or lie around. You can ask them to roll over for penis shots, you can photograph them when the girls rub their rods, but I think getting them to lick and suck each other's boy parts would certainly cause some problem. I don't think that'd be a good idea."

He left and went back over to his blanket. He had a more fearful look on his face rather than one of disappointment. You know the look that says, I shouldn't have gone there. I wonder what she's going to do. As he sat down Aunt Sue entered the conversation with my Mom and I could hear them while Susan's little fist slid up and down my stiff dick.

"Mary Ann, you should have let him take those pictures. We let people at Hampton Beach do things to Jack that were worse than that, but we never had a problem."

"Well, Sue, I don't think it would be appropriate. There aren't lifeguards to observe such behavior at Hampton Beach, but see that young man up there," she pointed fifty yards away to a well tanned twenty something year old seated on an elevated chair shaded by and umbrella, "he'd probably have to do something. He hasn't said a word about the two naked boys, who by the way are the only naked boys on the beach, but I think he'd have to do something about blow jobs being done on his beach."

"Our boys aren't the only naked ones. See over there. That little one's naked."

"Cut it out Sue, what, is he four maybe five at the very oldest? That doesn't count."

"Okay, what if I let him take them to some secluded place and take the pictures?"

"Where is the secluded place? This is Jones Beach! Get real, Sue, he has enough material without that."

"Let me try. I'll take the boys for a walk and invite him. We'll find a place. Here comes Roger, guess we can change the subject."

"Oh go ahead, but get back here within the hour. We need to feed them."

"Jack, Teddy let's go for a walk." Sue beckoned.

"Where are we going?" Teddy asked.

Having heard the game plan while little Susan was playing with my boy parts, I was going to find a way out. "I don't want to go for a walk."

"I didn't ask you. I told you we're going for a walk or should I get the belt?" My aunt was definitely into a power play and I knew better than push it. She could really be sadistic. Putting on our sandals, we joined her at photo guy's blanket. He had a very excited look on his face and was grabbing his camera and some lens cases were hanging around his neck.

Dusting sand off, he said, "Well, let's go."

I remember wondering whether Aunt Sue had the hots for this guy or what?

We walked east down the beach and then climbed some dunes with that beach grass sticking up. There between a parking area and the beach we found a place barely in sight of the boardwalk to the parking lot and stopped. Reaching down Aunt Sue grabbed my penis and began rubbing my balls. Photo guy started playing with Teddy's package. He balked and Aunt Sue told him to let the man play with his boy parts. It wasn't long before the desired response was noted by our erect appendages. Photo guy stopped and got his lens out and the camera powered up.

"Teddy, I want you to lick Jack's bag here," she pulled my scrotum down.

"I don't want to." He said the wrong thing. Aunt Sue pulled him over her lap and slapped the fire out of his bare ass. Photo guy just clicked away. When she'd finished six or seven very strong slaps she stood him up and said, "Now go and lick his bag unless you want some more." The tears were flowing down his cheeks and he was crying as he came over to me. I was made to lie on my back with my feet raised toward my anus my little brother knelt next to my hip and bent forward licking my ball sack. "Good, now suck his sack into your mouth and suck on it for a minute." He complied. Photo guy was going nuts. "Now, Teddy, suck on his wiener. Pretend it's a popsicle and suck it up and down. Suck real hard." He complied. I could feel an urge building up in my penis. The head felt like it was going to explode. Suddenly my legs thrust outward, my toes pointed, my hips left the sand and I had the most pleasant feeling I had in my life. God, it felt so good. I even forgot photo guy was recording it for posterity.

"Okay boys, now switch places," photo guy was now directing the scenes. Teddy had become much more cooperative. I guess he was curious about what he made me do and wanted to see what it felt like, he jumped right to the fully exposed position. "Okay, big brother, what are you waiting for. Return the favor to your little brother."

Slowly, I lowered my head over Teddy's package. Aunt Sue slapped my ass and yelled, "Go on, boy, get sucking," followed by a laugh. I did and photo guy got clicking.

"Hey, wait." He called out. I raised my head. "I need you to shove your right middle finger up your little brother's ass while you suck him."

"Do it," Aunt Sue commanded.

To avoid a round with Aunt Sue I shoved my finger right in there. I'd never explored another boy's anus before and was kind of turned off by disgust, but I did it. Teddy groaned, "oww, owwww, owww," as I pushed further and further into his little hole. Photo guy was zeroed in on Teddy's painful facial expressions as well as the insertion.

"Okay now keep fingering him. Move the finger around in there while you suck him." I did as I was told. Very quickly Teddy spasmed out. He was flipping around and breathing heavy. I was afraid I was hurting him badly. I stopped and Aunt Sue slapped my ass hard. "Nobody told you to stop," she shouted. And I went back into position.

"Oh stop it, stop it." Teddy groaned. "Jack, no more. Please, no more." It took a few moments before I realized he was not hurting, but was pushed to a point of pleasure where he couldn't take it anymore.

"These are great. I don't know how to thank you. You two have been very generous with these boys." Photo guy was beside himself. "Here's a card. You can view my work online at this address. The password is 'boyerect'. I usually sell the password for people who enjoy seeing little boys in the buff, but because they're your kids, you deserve a free pass."

"Do these go anywhere else?" Sue asked.

"Yeah, once some of my customers get them, they are published in newsgroups and other sites, but that doesn't happen too fast. Don't worry about a lot of use."

"Oh, no, I want the world to see them. We're proud of them. Do you think we'd make the stay nude at a public beach if we cared if the whole world saw them? Why even password protect the files?" Sue was really sick.

"Well I can use most of them the way they are, but I have to put a password on the ones we just took. My web host will cut my site if I show graphic sexual behavior."

"Okay, publish the general nudes of them free and open and put a password on those you feel are sexually offensive."

"My web host is in the Netherlands. That will give me some wiggle room."

"Got a pen?" Sue asked. Photo guy was well equipped and handed her a pen. "Let me have another one of those cards." He again obliged. "I want you to send the full file of these two to me at this address, their mother at this one, and this little girl. She's one of Jack's classmates."

"NO! Please Sue. Don't send them to her. Please she'll show them to all the kids in my class. Please don't. Come on!"

Looking seriously at the photo guy she just said, "Send them."

All the way back to the blanket I pleaded with her to change the order. She wouldn't. When we got back, photo guy gathered his stuff and left. Shortly after that, we packed up and left Roger and his now boy savvy girls, and headed home. Teddy and I had to stay naked the whole way. Robin got her kicks pulling both penises at the same time. Sometimes pulling so hard we were raised from our seats.

Two days later, Mom called Teddy and me to the office off her bedroom. She was looking at photo guy's work online. The photos were crystal clear and sharp. All but seven of the 168 photos were frontal shots or at least had one or our penises in them. Mom clicked on the thumbnails and the pictures enlarged. They were all files of 700 kilobytes or larger. Man, posters could be printed with these files. There was a little icon on the thumbnail page that looked like a safe. She clicked on it and typed something in the box and a new set of thumbnails came into view. These included almost one hundred files of the girls lubing up our penises with sunscreen and then several of us sucking on each other's boy parts.

My embarrassment was just beginning. I was soon to discover, both files were sent to Andrea the girl from my class but none of it was password protected. Because of her open sharing, it took a year before my friends stopped calling me 'Perv.'