The Age of Discovery – Part Two (Exhib, Humil, mmfffFF)
By Hooked6
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The Age of Discovery – Part Two (mmmmfffFF,Exhib,Humil) BY: Hooked6

"What in the hell . . .?" I cursed out loud at discovering my clothes were gone. "Okay Billy, enough is enough. I know you're hiding out there." I was hoping he was going to reappear laughing at his own prank. Nothing happened. "Billy, I'm not scared you know. . ." Still nothing as I continued to talk hoping he could hear me. "This isn't funny Billy. Now come on. Get back here."

After ten minutes I began to realize that maybe he wasn't coming back. I paced the floor. Surely he was just messing with me. "He'll be back," I said to myself as I began to wonder what I would do if he didn't return. Being naked in the safety of my home was one think but being naked in a situation that I had no control over was terrifying!

Another 30 minutes passed and no Billy. I peeked carefully outside and still no Billy. Why would my best friend DO such a thing to me?! I was furious yet saddened by the fact that he had betrayed me so. What had I ever done to him? I waited and waited – what choice did I really have? Of course if Billy didn't return I'd have to high-tail it back home as best I could. With each passing hour my hope of getting my clothes back seemed smaller and smaller. It was getting close to noon and I realized that my mom would get worried if I wasn't home for lunch. I HAD to take a chance and make a run for it.

I planned my route in my mind and took off running. I discovered that one never feels so vulnerable as when trying to run naked – especially with bare feet! Those rocks and pebbles were murder and I couldn't go as fast as I thought I would be able to! I had only gone about 100 yards when I heard some lady screaming, "HEY YOU! STOP RIGHT THERE!"

It was Mrs. Miller!

Pebbles or no, I bolted trying to keep my back to her so that she couldn't see my face!

"STOP THIS INSTANT!" she screamed again her voice sounding closer. She must be chasing after me! "IF YOU DON'T STOP I'LL CALL THE POLICE!"

Oh GAWD! I hoped she hadn't seen who it was or I was doomed. I picked up my pace and left her pasture and started running through the back yards of my neighbors. I figured that once I left her property she would give up the chase but when I looked back she was still following me!

"WHEN I CATCH YOU I'LL BLISTER YOUR HIDE!" she yelled through her gasps of air. Somehow I found some hidden energy and began running even faster. Then I realized that she didn't have to CATCH me - I was leading her right to my house . . . AND MY MOTHER! All she had to do was FOLLOW me. And, if I continued through the neighborhood, her yelling was bound to attract the attention of our neighbors and someone would surely recognize me or worse come to her aid. I zigged and zagged desperately searching for somewhere to go. Eventually I made a U-turn and began running back toward the Miller's at a wide angle hoping she wouldn't catch me. I had made a split-second decision to hide out somewhere on or near her farm as it offered many possibilities for getting out of sight, at least until she gave up the chase.

Finally after rounding a bend, I managed to find a spot behind some bushes at the edge of the farm and I crouched down using the dense brush for cover and panted fiercely as I tried to catch my breath. I heard Mrs. Miller run past several times desperately searching for me. I'll give her one thing – she was persistent.

"YOU'D BETTER COME OUT AND SHOW YOURSELF YOUNG MAN!" she yelled. "IT'LL BE WORSE FOR YOUR BEHIND IF YOU DON'T!"

As I looked down at my tiny pecker shriveled up from running I remarked, "This is all YOUR fault!" I made a promise to myself NEVER to again pull any naked stunts if I could only get out of this mess in one piece!

I kept silent and remained in my hiding place as Mrs. Miller continued her search for me. Finally she gave up and left. I waited for quite sometime before finding the courage to leave. I carefully made my way back home hoping that no one spotted me. Upon reaching my home I went into the back yard. My plan was to sneak back into the house before my mother spotted me and began asking all sorts of questions. I hadn't made it ten feet when I heard giggling from behind me. I immediately turned around and there was Billy laughing his fool head off. "About time you made it home," he said.

"I ought to murder you! What's the idea leaving me stranded like that?"

"Oh come on, you enjoyed it," Billy teased dismissing my compliant.

I was about to give him what for when my mom came out the back door calling, "Johnny, lunch time . . ." she then spotted me standing without clothes and stopped in her tracks. She had that puzzled look on her face and then a serious scowl was beginning to form. Other than appearing nude at the breakfast table, and sleeping without pajamas I had pretty much confined my little hobby to the confines of our house. That was about as far as my appearances without clothes had taken me. Now I was naked and OUTSIDE no less. She clearly wasn't too happy at her discovery.

"We were just playing mom," I added hastily. She looked at me for a minute then at Billy who was standing there still smiling. It was as though she was trying to make up her mind whether or not to confront me about my lack of attire outside.

After studying the situation for a minute she finally said, "Oh . . . Well, it's time to eat. Billy would you like to stay for lunch?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Come along. It's all set out on the table. Just help yourselves."

As the three of us sat there eating silently, I wondered what was going to happen next. I was worried that Mrs. Miller would telephone my mom to complain about seeing me naked at her place, or worse, she would actually knock on our door and explain it all in person. I had to think of a way out of this gracefully. My mind raced through all the possible explanations I could use but they all seemed stupid or lacked credibility.

"Billy," my mom said addressing my friend interrupting my panic. "You must think this all very strange."

"What do you mean, Mrs. Taylor?"

"Johnny running around naked all the time. You must think that is all very strange, don't you?" My mom was obviously fishing. I recognized the sound of her voice. She was testing Billy perhaps even looking to validate her own concerns about her son acting like a pervert. I knew she didn't like it and was only tolerating it because of what her dad had said the other day.

Billy kept on eating and answered without missing a beat, "Not really. Lot's of kids do it during the summer."

My mom scrunched up her brow clearly not expecting the answer she got. "Oh really?"

"Sure. It's no big deal." Billy replied as he continued to eat his sandwich. Mom kept an eye on Billy as he finished his lunch but didn't remark on the subject further.

We finished our lunch and I was about suggest that my playmate and I go up to my room to get out of the scrutiny of my mother when Billy spoke up and said, "It's too pretty a day to stay inside, Let's go play outside again."

I was about to protest but I saw the look on mom's face that seemed to be saying, "Aha, I've got you now you little pervert."

"Okay Billy," I said confidently, "We can play hide and seek. You're it!" I said and ran outside not giving my mom a chance to comment further. I really didn't want to go back outside but for all my mom knew I had been playing that way all morning. I nervously stepped out the back door and joined my friend.

Once in the backyard I could see her watching us through the window so I tried my best just to act as if everything was normal. We ran, screamed, played tag and even tossed the baseball around – all the things we normally did when we were together. She eventually left her perch but every now and then I caught a glimpse of her as she returned back to the window to check up on us. It felt absolutely weird being outside like I was but I had to make a convincing show of it in light of what happened at the Miller's. My mom was such a disciplinarian and if she thought for one minute that I was up to something I would be in for it but good! At least this way she might look at it differently if she thought I was just being a normal kid like my grandpa said. Billy for his part was totally delighted in watching my discomfort. In some strange way I almost thought he was actually hoping that I was going to get into trouble.

I couldn't wait for this day to be over so I could get some clothes on. As pleasurable as my little daring adventures had been before, being naked just wasn't fun anymore – especially in front of my classmate. We ended up playing for hours before Billy finally announced he had to go home. "I'll see YOU, tomorrow," he said with a twinkle in his eye. Though he was my best friend I still didn't trust him.

FINALLY this horrible day was over, I thought to myself as I entered the house. It was my intention to scurry up to my room and quickly put some clothes on. I had had enough of this nudity thing.

"Is that you, Johnny?" my mother called out from somewhere in the house.

"Yes mom," I yelled closing the back door.

"Could you come in here please?" she asked politely.

"Okay mom."

I hurriedly made my way through the kitchen and entered the front room. To my surprise sitting, there next to my mom, were two of her friends, Mrs. Enwright and Mrs. Taggart.

Both of the young ladies were close to my mom's age and smiled widely at seeing me enter the room without clothes. I stopped dead in my tracks not knowing what I should do.

"Why he's NAKED!" one lady remarked with a giggle.

"Oh he does that all the time," my mom answered matter-of- factly and then turned toward me and continued, "Johnny, would you mind telling these women why you don't have clothes on?" She looked at me with interest as if to see how I was going handle myself.

I was trapped once again. I knew I couldn't try and cover up lest I incriminate myself. "Ah . . . well, it's summer, and . . . you know . . . it's hot out. It just feels better this way sometimes," I stammered.

Both ladies laughed at my feeble attempt to explain myself. One of them remarked to my mom as she looked at my privates, "He's kind of big for that sort of thing don't you think?" Hearing her remark made me feel very self-conscious.

"Nonsense," said the other, "I think he's adorable. Come hear dear and give us a big ole hug." I blushed profusely and reluctantly made my way over to the blonde-haired lady and did as she asked. "You just enjoy your freedom while you can young man. Someday you'll look around and find that the rules have changed and all the fun has gone out of your life. You just be sure to live life on your terms now while you can." With that she released me from her grasp and patted my naked behind as I turned to go back to the center of the room.

I nervously stood there for a minute as everyone looked at me. "Did you want something mom?"

"Oh yes, I . . ." her thought was interrupted by the sound of someone entering the room from behind me. I instinctively turned around and saw Staci Taggart, which I knew from school. She was 15 and basically a stuck-up snob!

"STACI!" I exclaimed in a surprise voice. Seeing me standing there naked she began to giggle and put her hand up to her mouth.

"So you know my step-daughter then?" the blonde Mrs. Taggart observed.

"Um . . . yes ma'am" I replied literally forcing the words out of my mouth. I felt a wave of panic building inside and my mind began to race. I couldn't hide or react negatively lest I betray myself to my mom so I was stuck standing there on display to this teenage girl all the while trying to act indifferent. Inside however, I was mortified that a girl near my age was seeing me without clothes. My feet wanted to run but they felt like heavy bricks securing me in place. GAWD, I was doomed! Staci kept her eyes fixed to my penis all the while having that stupid grin on her face. If I could have traveled back in time that instant I would have made sure I would have never started this streaking stuff in the first place!!

My mom smirked at my predicament, almost as if she was enjoying it. "Johnny, that's what I wanted to tell you. I am going out this evening with my friends here and I have hired Staci to watch over you."

"Awwww Mom!" I whined. "I don't need a babysitter!!"

"Oh yes you do. I won't be home until very late and I'm not going to leave you alone in this house while I'm gone and that's final." I was about to protest once again but she cut me off. "Not another word. It's all arranged."

I looked over at Staci and she still had that wicked grin on her face and then I looked back at my mom. Before I could say anything further my mom spoke to the girl. "Staci, I hope you don't mind putting up with my son's crazy habits. Boys will be boys you know. I'm sure it's just a phase he's going through," she explained as if she felt compelled to make an excuse for my odd behavior.

"Oh, you mean him being naked? Nah, I'm sure we'll get along fine. It doesn't bother me in the least. I'm used to LITTLE boys doing weird things as I BABY-sit pretty regularly, you know."

The fact she emphasized the words "LITTLE" and "BABY" made my skin crawl. Oooh how I hated that girl!

My mom smiled, "I'm sure you are. That's why I hired you to begin with, because of your experience. I'm counting on you while I'm gone to make sure things don't get out of hand."

"Don't worry, I'm sure nothing will come up that I can't handle," Staci reassured with an odd grin. She then took a seat in the front room next to her mother.

Standing there like a dumb-butt I looked at everyone grinning back at me and decided to make my retreat. "I'll think I'll go to my room now," I announced.

"Okay dear," my mom said then after I had taken a few steps added, "Oh and Johnny, I STILL have my doubts about you." I silently looked at her with my best confused expression hoping she wasn't really going to spill the beans and embarrass me further. My mom's face got all serious-looking as she continued. "You may well be just having innocent fun but if I find out that you are being a pervert even for ONE minute – ESPECIALLY in front of Staci, I'll blister your backside so bad they'll probably have to take you to the emergency room – do I make myself clear young man?"

My face went white and my legs grew weak. I couldn't believe she had said that in front of our guests – especially Staci!! I cleared my throat and defended myself – "Why mom I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Good," she retorted smartly. "Then I'm sure you won't mind keeping us company until it's time for us to leave."

I swallowed hard and replied, "Um, I guess not . . . if that's what you want." I casually took a seat on the opposite side of the room and tried to ignore my situation as the ladies chatted away.

For her part Staci kept looking at me. It was beginning to get annoying. I tried to look at our other guests and pretend to be interested in what they were saying but my eyes would eventually be drawn back to the girl sending a creepy feeling up my spine. Why did it have to be HER?! She was so stuck up and full of herself. She thought the Earth revolved around her and everyone at school knew it! I would NEVER live this down.

Finally after listening to another hour of boring girlie conversation my mom announced that it was time for them to leave. After some needless and mundane instructions to Staci and another cautionary warning to me they left.

They were no sooner out the door when Staci busted out laughing.

"SHUT UP!" I snapped.

"That's no way to talk to someone who holds your balls in her hand."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked lividly.

"I know ALL about your little naked escapades," she said with a wry smile.

My heart began pounding. How could she know? I asked myself. I was sure she was just trying to get my goat. "You're batty. I don't know what you are talking about," I said as I got up to leave the room.

"You don't . . . how about your stunt running around the Miller's place with your little dick flopping around for anyone to see, or Mrs. Miller chasing you around the neighborhood? And what about running to your room and playing with yourself after coming to the breakfast table naked? I know ALL about you, you little twerp and if you don't show me some respect I'll make sure your mother knows too?"

I was dumbfounded. How could she know? The only person besides me who knew that stuff was . . . BILLY!!! That low- down dirty son of a . . .
I KNEW I shouldn't have confided in him! My thoughts were cut short by the sound of Staci's voice.

"So here's how this is going to work," she said plainly.

"How what will work?"

"Your mother isn't sure that you're having innocent fun or just a pervert like all boys your age. I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume for the time being that you aren't a pervert," She said with a smile. "Of course I'm going to have to require some proof, you understand. I can't just take your word for it can I?"

"Um . . . what kind of proof," I asked nervously.

"Well for starters I want you to remain naked for the rest of the night, is that okay with you?"

"Why?"

"Because I said so, that's why. Besides you heard your mother didn't you? If you so much as act like a pervert for even a minute she'll, what was it she said she'd do?"

I lowered my head in shame, "She said she'll blister my butt until I had to go to the emergency room."

Staci laughed heartily. "Oh that's right, I forgot."

Okay I'll stay naked the rest of tonight."

"Oh that's not all, no sir not by a long shot."

"What else do you want me to do?"

"I want you to stay naked every moment you can possibly get away with it for the rest of the summer. You should only wear clothes when your mother FORCES you too. Otherwise I want to you figure out a way to remain nude at all times regardless of how inconvenient it may be. Of course it goes without saying that all this has to appear to be YOUR idea. Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong impression about you would we?"

"You can't mean it!" I protested.

"I sure do. Either do what I say or not, the choice is yours. What's it going to be?"

I looked into her eyes and they were set like flint. She was dead serious and I knew it. She really DID have me by the balls. "Fine, whatever," I replied tersely.

"Good, I just KNEW you were a smart LITTLE boy." Her eyes were sparkling now as she looked me over giving me the creeps again. "I'm going to make us some dinner and I need you to do me a favor while I'm in the kitchen."

I sighed deeply, "What is it?"

"I need a recipe for chicken salad. Be a dear and go to Amy's and ask her for a copy of her recipe."

"Fine," I said as I headed up stairs.

"Um – no need to get dressed remember? Just go as you are. I'm sure being a fine, upstanding young man rather than a PERVERT, you wouldn't mind going as you are. I'm sure Amy won't mind," she added with a giggle.

"WHAT??!!"

"I told you I needed proof. So far you've managed to control that thing of yours and I must say I'm pretty impressed. Now get! Let's see what condition you come back in after getting my recipe."

A light bulb illuminated over my head. So THAT'S what she is up to! She's going to place me in terrible situations hoping that I pop a woody and humiliate myself then tell my mom and take great pleasure in watching my ass get blistered. That little bitch! I'll show her, I thought. She doesn't have any power over me. Just who does she think she is, anyway? I am BOY not some plaything of hers. "Okay," I answered confidently as if I didn't have a care in the world. "I'll be right back."

I reasoned as long as I kept to my story surely I couldn't get into trouble. I just had to act as if all this was the most natural thing in the world and they would all soon tire of this and I would win. I'll show them!! There was no way that stuck-up snob was going to get the best of me!

I boldly walked outside and down the sidewalk muttering to myself how petty and lame all girls are. Secretly I was hoping that she didn't think I had it in me to do as she asked. I was sure that she thought I was going to beg and plead for her to change her mind like some sniveling coward. Well if she thought that she had another thing coming! I made sure that every step I took was made with a determination that she couldn't possibly miss.

I was still lost in my emotions when I found myself on Amy's doorstep ringing her bell. The door suddenly opened and there stood not Amy but her younger sister Susan who was exactly my age. I had a crush on her since I was just a kid! She was without a doubt THE most beautiful girl in my whole class!

Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped when she discovered that I was naked. Despite all my anger and conviction about not letting Staci exert power and influence over me, seeing Susan I just caved.

Then it happened. My penis engorged itself to the max and was pointing straight at her. She then screamed and slammed the door!