CFNM Growing Up Part 1 - Family 6 to 10

By Vikram

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Chapter 6

After my mom left, my aunt rubbed oil into the back of my legs. I had expected her to make snide remarks, but she was quiet. She was rubbing me somewhat like my grandma; she'd clearly done it before. After I was all oiled up, she took my hand and led me to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and positioned me to stand on the floor in front of her, drawing me to the edge of the bed between her legs, her eyes level with my belly button. She looked at my penis, smiling. I started clasping my hands together in front of me, but she immediately took my hands in hers and held them apart, so she could continue to look at me. "So your briefs finally came off" she said. I blushed. "You look much more comfortable without them." Then she held the erect shaft of my penis with the tips of her fingers. I shivered. She lifted it up, exposing my scrotum fully to her gaze. She then moved my shaft to the left, and then to the right. "Everything seems to be in order" she finally said, letting go. Then she held my waist and turned me around. "I noticed you were enjoying getting your bottom massaged. It must be really stressed." She then proceeded to cup each of my ass cheeks in each of her hands and rub more oil into them in a circular motion. Apart, then together, then apart, then together.... She did this for a few minutes, and then turned me around again. She looked at my penis. It was throbbing at a 45 degree angle. She grinned at me. Then she finally got up. "I'm really hungry. Come, let's go have breakfast" she said simply, and left. I stayed there.

Leela came in soon after to clean my room. She smiled at me in my naked state. "I see you have nothing to take off today" she noted. She then came up to me and rubbed my belly lovingly, telling me again that I was looking cute. My penis lurched each time her hand went below my belly button as she rubbed. Then she proceeded to clean the room, turning to me and smiling every now and then. When she was about to be done, mom called me for my bath. I started looking for a towel to wrap myself in before leaving the room. I'd just found one, when she and aunt came to the doorway. They were discussing my bath.

Aunt was telling her the oil needs to soak some more. She came in and rubbed a finger on my shoulder and showed it to my mom. "See, it hasn't soaked in yet. He's still glistening. 30 minutes is just not enough. He needs to soak for a few hours. Remember how long the boys used to soak in the oil when we were kids?" Mom argued that I needed to have breakfast and carry on with my day. Aunt argued that I could do all that as I was. She suggested that I could sit on the floor stool while eating, like the men used to back in the day, but that I should be standing the rest of the time to let the oil soak. "It's Sunday. He'll be playing with his game or watching TV most of the day anyway. No reason why he can't do that standing. It's just for a few hours". Mom wanted to check with grandma, so they headed to the kitchen. Leela looked at me and smiled. "Looks like you're going to stay like this for a few hours" she said, "who knows, maybe all the time" she added, winking at me. I blushed profusely, still clutching the towel I had picked in my hand.

Then I heard mom calling me to come for breakfast. "See? I told you" Leela said, with a wide smile. She came and took the towel from my hand, saying "you won't be needing this". Then she rubbed my belly again and smiled at me lovingly. She said, "Go on now. Don't worry about it. I think you'll like it".

I ventured out the door, my still-erect penis leading the way. It was the first time I had ever been naked in this part of the apartment. Mom was standing in the open area between the dining and living rooms, where she'd placed the floor stool on the floor, with a plate of idlis in front of it. She asked me to come. I walked towards her. My aunt and sister were sitting at the dining table. Anita looked up at me, and seeing me naked and erect, quickly averted her eyes back to her book. Aunt had a wide grin as she stared. Mom asked me to sit cross-legged on the stool and eat my breakfast. Normally, I'd protest, but I was much more docile in my state of nakedness. I quietly sat down cross-legged on the stool. I slouched a bit and rested my folded arms on my lap, hoping to keep my penis out of view. Mom immediately told me that I need to sit up while eating. I did so reluctantly. Sitting cross-legged, it felt like my penis and scrotum were more exposed than they had ever been. I kept my eyes down on my plate, not wanting to look at my audience. I then casually placed my left forearm on my left lap, somewhat obscuring my penis from view, as I ate with my right hand.

Chapter 7

Several minutes went by, and my penis gradually calmed down as I ate, still somewhat covered by my left hand. When I was almost done, a hand came into my field of view, as it placed a glass of water next to my plate. I looked up. It was Leela. She was leaning down, smiling at me. I looked around. My sister was still engrossed in her book. My aunt wasn't around; she had probably gone to take her bath. I looked at Leela again. She was looking down at my obscured penis. It stirred. She could probably make that out, since she smiled again. She said she'd wait for me to finish and clear my plate. She wanted to wash it before she left for the day. She then kneeled down facing me, and settled down on the back of her feet.

"Drink some water" she said softly. The Indian tradition of eating with one's bare right hand also required one to use the left hand when drinking water in the middle of a meal. My left hand didn't move. "Go on" she insisted, in a soft voice. I slowly removed my left hand to pick up the glass, exposing my penis completely to her gaze. I saw her smiling, looking at it lovingly as I drank some water. My penis began rising, and I felt a full-blown erection coming on. I set the glass back down and started moving my left hand back to its place, but she immediately looked into my eyes and nodded her head as if to say don't. I stopped. I rested the palm of my left hand on my left lap instead, leaving my penis uncovered. She smiled in approval and stayed there watching it. My penis was now fully erect and engorged, pointing upwards in mid air, while my scrotum dangled in full view under it, exposed on all sides by the way I was sitting. My face was flushing, as I felt both incredibly aroused and embarassed at the same time.

I tried to finish my last idly quickly, but it refused to go down my throat. My throat felt dry and parched. I picked up the glass of water with trembling hands and tried to gulp it down, but ended up pouring half of it on myself. It streamed down my chest and body, forming a puddle on the floor. I was embarassed at my clumsiness, but at least my penis started going soft as the cold water dribbled on it. Leela got up immediately and brought me a hand towel. She then kneeled down again and proceeded to gently wipe the water off around my mouth, neck and chest with the towel. She then took my hand and indicated that I should get up. I stood, my partially erect penis bobbing below her chin. She proceeded to wipe the trails of water running down my legs with the towel, going up from my legs to my thighs, her knuckles grazing my scrotum when she reached the top. My penis lurched and started rising again, as if awakened. She smiled. Then she reached up and wiped the water off my belly. As she wiped below my belly button, my penis bumped into her forearm. My penis was now rock hard again. But she wasn't done.

She wiped all around my penis, her hand grazing the base of my penis shaft and my scrotum as she did. My erection was now throbbing and lurching. She looked up at me for a moment and smiled lovingly, before continuing. I breathed in sharply as she reached out with her left hand and touched the underside of my erect penis shaft with her index finger. The contact electrified me. She held my penis steady with her finger while her right hand wiped the top of my penis shaft with the towel, from the base to the tip. Then she casually held the sides of my penis shaft between her thumb and index finger and lifted it up, and proceeded to wipe the bottom of my penis shaft dry. She continued to hold my penis up while she dabbed my scrotum gently with the towel on all sides, and then cupped my entire scrotum in the palm of her towel-covered hand, squeezing it gently. Finally, she let go. My penis bobbed up and down. She looked up at me and smiled, "There. You're all dry now." I stood frozen, still holding my breath in shock. "Go on, I'll clean up the floor" she said. I took a shaky step away from the stool. That's when I realized that we had an audience.

Anita was still at the dining table, her mouth slightly agape as she looked at my penis, in shock. My aunt was standing nearby in her salwar top, her hair still damp from the shower. She was grinning at me.

Chapter 8

I went back into my room, still shaking from the intense rush I had just felt. I picked up my handheld and pretended to play with it.

After a few minutes, my aunt called me out to watch tv. I told her I wasn't interested. Maybe she felt sorry for me, but she didn't persist. I stayed alone in my room until mom called me an hour later for my bath. Relieved, I wrapped a towel around me and went to the bathroom. Mom washed my hair and left. After my bath, I put on my briefs and a pair of shorts. Mom dried my hair and I finally went to the living room to watch TV. Aunt grinned at me. Then she told me I looked too hot and overdressed. I ignored her. She said I looked much more comfortable earlier. I still didn't react. She didn't push her luck. She left in the evening, popping in to tell me she had fun, before leaving.

That night, when I went to bed, Anita was sitting up on hers reading a book. She looked up at me and smiled. I smiled awkwardly back. We weren't really smiling siblings, and I was still embarrassed about what she'd seen. I slipped into bed under my blanket. Anita called my name. I turned to look at her. "If there's anything you want to talk about, anything at all, you can always come to me, OK?" I nodded my head, yes. "I know we don't talk much. But you're my little brother and I love you, and I'm always here for you, no matter what." She reached across from her bed and squeezed my hand, smiling at me. I smiled back at her. I was genuinely touched and surprised. It was probably the most personal conversation we had ever had. Anita went to sleep. I couldn't sleep, and stared at the ceiling.

I lay there thinking about what Anita had said. It made me feel much better. The embarrassment from earlier in the day wasn't bothering me anymore, and I kept thinking about how aroused I had been. I desperately wanted that feeling back. I looked at Anita to see if she was asleep. She was making that soft murmur that she usually made only when she was sleeping. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly unzipped them, careful not to make a sound. Then I slipped them off, folded them, and kept them on my end table. My penis stirred in my briefs. I looked at my sister again. Still asleep. I slipped my thumbs into my briefs. My heart was racing. I carefully slipped it off and placed them on top of my shorts. I was now naked under my blanket. My penis was getting erect. I flipped over on to my tummy and imagined that I was naked in front of Leela, and that she was smiling at me. It felt good to rub my erection against the mattress.

The next morning, I woke up with my face smashed against my pillow. I lifted my head and was about to turn over, when I felt a breeze on my ass. I twisted my head around and looked down my bed. My bare ass cheeks greeted me, as my blanket lay bunched up on my legs. I panicked and looked at Anita's bed. She wasn't there. "Hey sleepy head" called out a voice. I looked up. Anita was smiling at me. She was already dressed in her uniform and was packing her bag. "Go take a bath quick. You're going to be late" she said. I nodded and buried my head back into the pillow, blushing. I wanted to pull up my blanket, but I didn't want to draw her attention to it. She came and sat down on the edge of my bed, inches from my bare ass. "Don't forget what I said yesterday. I love my little brother" she said, smiling, and stroked my back. I managed to smile back at her. She then got up and left the room. I pulled up my blanket as soon as she left and flipped onto my back. I thought about her new nonchalance around my nakedness. It gave me a hard-on.

Then Leela walked in.

Chapter 9

Leela smiled at me as I lay wrapped up in my blanket. I smiled back at her. "What's the matter, big guy? Feeling cold?" she asked. I blushed. Then I reached out to my end table and picked up my briefs. Leela saw me and her eyes widened. Then she gave me a beaming smile as she realized what I was up to. She nodded her head as if to say "don't". I froze with my briefs in my hand. Then she came to the foot of my bed, with a mischievous look in her eyes. "Do you want me to fold your blanket for you?" she asked. I didn't answer, but my penis twitched under the blanket. She looked at it, smiling. "Well?" she asked. I slowly nodded my head, yes. She grasped the end of my blanket, and started drawing it down. I was still clutching it with one hand; it became taut. She nodded at me, smiling. I let go. She continued to draw it down. My penis became rock hard as the blanket grazed it on its way down. She stopped when my belly button came into view. She then pulled it down very slowly until it cleared my penis. My penis popped out into the open, swaying a bit, and then staying vertical. She smiled at it, and kept drawing the blanket until I was completely naked. Then she proceeded to fold my blanket, still watching me as I lay there naked. I blushed.

She then walked over and sat next to me on the bed, smiling at me lovingly. She started stroking my belly and said "I like your new sleep wear", looking down at my naked penis pointedly. I turned red. My penis twitched. She stroked lower on my belly, below my belly button, her forearm grazing against my erect penis with each stroke. I inhaled sharply. She looked at my engorged penis, watching her forearm graze against it as she stroked my belly, watching it sway with each stroke. Then she looked back at me and smiled. "Time for you to go for your bath" she said, and stood up, reaching out for my hand.

I took her hand and stood up, still erect. "Go on" she said. I bent down and picked up my briefs. "Do you want me to take those to wash for you?" she asked me, reaching out her hand for them. I wanted to put them on. She smiled at me and nodded, encouraging me to give them to her. I reluctantly gave them to her, still naked. I went to my closet and started pulling out a towel. She placed her hand on my shoulder. I turned. "You don't need that" she said softly, "Your towel is already in the bathroom." She then placed her hand on my bare hip, and started guiding me towards the door, still naked. I looked at her alarmed. She just nodded, smiling at me. We stopped in the doorway. "Go on" she whispered.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of my room into the hallway, naked and erect.

My sister glanced up from the dining table and did a double take, looking at my penis. Then she looked at me and smiled warmly. I smiled back. Both my heart and my penis were throbbing as I made my way to the bathroom. I finally got there and tried to open the door. It was locked. I began to panic. It felt like I was trapped naked out in the open. Then the bathroom door suddenly opened. It was mom! She had a look of surprise as she saw me standing there naked, but she recovered immediately. She ruffled my hair and smiled, and said "you haven't changed one bit. Go have your bath quick. You're late." She gave my bare ass a pat as I stepped in past her. I closed the door behind me, hoping she wouldn't notice me blushing deeply. I then leaned against the wall, exhausted by my own arousal.

Chapter 10

I finished my bath, wrapped the towel around my waist and opened the door. The hot shower had calmed me down. Leela popped her head out of the guest bedroom, which was next door to the bathroom. She was cleaning it. She looked down at my towel and gave me a disappointed look. I reluctantly undid the knot and removed it. My penis stirred as it came back out in the open. She smiled at me approvingly. Then she came closer.

"Good call" she said, "you'll dry off better without a damp towel on you here..." She reached behind me and stroked my bare ass cheek. My penis rose and became harder. "...and here." She stroked up my thigh, ending with her fingers lightly grazing my scrotum and the end of my now-erect penis. I tensed up. My penis went up to a 45 degree angle and twitched. She looked down again and smiled. "Go now. You're going to be late" she said, as she casually pulled the towel from my hand and disappeared with it back into the guest room.

I walked back down the hallway naked. I tried to smile casually at my sister again on the way, as casually as one could with an erect penis that was swaying as one walked. She glanced at my erection, and then quickly looked up and smiled at me. Neither she nor I were going to get used to this anytime soon. Then I spotted grandma. I quickened my pace, blushing. She just looked at me with an amused look.

This soon became a regular thing for me; walking naked in the walkway to and from the bathroom for my bath. Some days I stripped off my briefs when I went to bed. Other days Leela slipped them off of me in the morning. Either way, she made sure I was naked when I went for my bath, even if that meant I had a fresh towel draped around my neck instead of tied around my waist. It never failed to give me a rush, while my mom, sis and grandma were treated with a fleeting glimpse of my naked hard-on everyday.

Then, one lazy Saturday morning, I was lying in bed in my briefs when my sister came in. It was Leela's day off. She walked over to the side of my bed. "Give me your briefs" she demanded. I gave her a puzzled look. "I'm about to soak the clothes. You should be going for your bath soon anyway". She looked like she meant it, as though asking me to strip naked was the most natural thing in the world. I had no argument though, so I slipped them off while she watched, her hand outstretched and waiting. She'd never seen me this close up while I was naked in one place. I saw her eyes lock on to my penis as it rose to a full erection. She blushed. Then she mumbled thanks and left.

I felt vulnerable sitting naked in bed, so I headed out for my bath so I could come back and cover up. Before I could reach the bathroom, someone stepped out of the guest room. It was my aunt! I didn't know she was here. She looked at my erection and grinned. I froze. She came up to me, her eyes feasting up and down my naked body, still grinning. I finally found my feet and shot past her into the bathroom.

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