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THE VACATION - PART 1 By: Hooked6 One summer during my youth, my Aunt Kate came to visit. She lived in a town a couple of hour's drive from our house and consequently I had little contact with her except around holidays and special occasions. Aunt Kate was my Dad's younger sister. She lived alone and worked hard to support herself, even holding down two jobs to make ends meet. My dad always spoke with admiration when referring to her. She knew what she wanted out of life and aggressively went after it. My parents called me into the house after having visited with my aunt for quite some time. "Son," my dad said, "We would like to talk with you about something." I always hated it whenever my dad said he needed to talk with me "about something." It usually meant I wasn't going to like whatever he was going to talk about. "Billy, you know that your mom and I have been so busy with work that we probably won't be able to travel anywhere on vacation this summer. Aunt Kate, on the other hand, has been telling us about her plans to travel to the mountains and see some of America. She has asked us if it would be all right if she took you along as she doesn't really want to travel by herself. What do you think, son, would you like to go?" I knew I was expected to say "yes" but deep down inside I wasn't too sure I really wanted to go. Unlike my dad, Aunt Kate was a very outspoken and, well, a pushy type of person. The thought of spending time alone with her made me nervous. "Well," I said, "I think I. . ." "GOOD!" My dad interrupted, "Then it's all settled. I'm sure the two of you will have a splendid time." "Billy," my mom said, "Aunt Kate is going to drive her car across three states to a cabin in the mountains. You can go fishing, and canoeing and do all sorts of fun stuff. You'll be gone for TWO WEEKS, Billy. That's a lot longer than we've ever been able to take a vacation for. I think it's an opportunity of a lifetime and you'll get a chance to know your aunt better along the way." It did sound like fun. I had no idea, however, what was in store for me on that trip. If I had known then what I know now I would have NEVER agreed to go. "When are you going to leave Aunt Kate?" I asked. My aunt smiled and came closer to me and said, "That's the best part, Billy, we are leaving very early in the morning. I'm actually on my vacation now and can't wait to get started. My aunt showed me her trip on a big map and talked about the stops we would make and some of the sites we would see along the way. I was beginning to get excited about going. I had never been out of my home state before and some of the places seemed very interesting. We visited for some time talking about this and that until my mom announced it was time for me to get to bed as I had a very early start. I washed up and brushed my teeth as my mom packed a suitcase of things for me to take. Because it was warm I wore only a T-shirt and my pajama bottoms to bed. I gave my mom and aunt a goodnight kiss and before I knew it, was fast asleep. All too soon I was awakened by my mom. It was still dark out and I was still very sleepy. It couldn't be time to get up already I thought. I looked over at the clock and it was only 4:30 in the morning. My mom and aunt were dressed and coaxing me to get up. "Come on Billy," said my aunt, "We have to get on the road. I need to beat the rush hour traffic or we'll be stuck for hours." Seeing how tired I was my mom suggested that I take my pillow and sleep in the back seat of the car. I was too tired to argue. I grabbed my pillow and headed outside. I curled up in the car and was sound asleep in no time. When I finally woke up it was daylight. "Where are we?" I asked. "Well, good morning sleepy head. It's about time you got up. Are you hungry?" she asked. I told her I was starving. She explained that we had been on the road for about 4 hours and we about to cross into the next state. After crossing the boarder she was going to stop someplace for breakfast. Seeing the cars drive past I realized that I was still in my pajama's and asked for my clothes. "Oh they're packed away in the trunk. I'll get them for you when we stop." She said. Even though I was still somewhat young, I was very modest. Seeing the cars pass by full of women and other children made me very self-conscious. I dropped my hands over my lap. I regretted staying in my thin cotton P.J.'s. I just knew everyone was laughing at me thinking what is that boy doing out in broad daylight in his nightclothes? My aunt eventually exited the interstate and pulled into a fast food restaurant. She opened her door and held back the seat of her two-door car beckoning me out. "Come on Billy, let's get something to eat." I was horrified! "Where's my pants?" I asked nervously. My aunt looked impatient and replied tersely; "I'll dig those out later. Let's get something to eat first." I shook my head no but my aunt wasn't in the mood to put up with me. "NOW BILLY!" she said. I was shocked at her tone and quickly got out of the car. She took my hand and led me across the parking lot. The pavement played havoc with my bare feet. Cars were driving by and pulling in. I was so embarrassed. She opened the door and ushered me in. The place was not overly busy. There was a teenage girl at the counter who smiled at us as we entered and I swore looked me over as I stood before her. "May I take your order?" she asked. She was very pretty in her uniform. Under other circumstances I would have welcomed her attention but being nearly half- naked in such a public place made my legs weak. My aunt ordered for both of us. I must have turned beat red when the girl returned with our order and asked, "Someone sleep a little late today?" Several other girls working behind the counter looked in my direction at her comment. I felt my cock strain at the material of my shorts. I looked down to see if my condition was obvious. To my horror I discovered something that I hadn't even thought about before - my white briefs were almost visible to anyone looking at me. The light cotton material of my pajamas was almost transparent under the bright lights. Even worse, the outline of my erect penis was all too plain for anyone to see. My hopes for making a quick getaway after we got our food were dashed as my aunt took a seat in the center of the restaurant. I carefully looked around and saw people occasionally staring in my direction as I ate my breakfast. I used a napkin to cover my lap as I ate hoping to lessen my obvious state. Finally we finished eating and as I was throwing the trash away an older lady approached us and commented, "My what a charming young boy!" My aunt proudly pulled me away from the trash can and stood me before the woman to show me off. The lady looked me up and down and smiled. "He's so handsome!" she said as she gave my cheek a pinch as she left. I couldn't help but notice that my aunt seemed to relish the attention she was causing me to get. Reaching the car, my aunt had me stand there as she opened the trunk. She sorted through the contents and pulled out a pair of shorts. Holding them in her hand she, without warning, reached for the waistband of my pajamas and started to pull them off right in the parking lot! "AUNT KATE!" I screamed. She just sighed as my drawers fell to the ground. I looked around fearful that someone would see me standing in my underwear! As my aunt picked up my pajamas off the pavement and threw them into the trunk, I saw a car pass by with a young girl in the passenger seat who was looking right at me smiling as they drove by. I put my hands over my crotch and bent over at my waist. "Hurry up!" I pleaded. My aunt just smiled at my predicament and seemed to relish in her power over me. She procrastinated and held up my shorts, "Let's see, which side is the front?" she asked sarcastically. "AUNT KATE, PLEASE hurry!" I again implored. Looking back, I realize that by letting my aunt know how embarrassed I was, was a BIG mistake. Her laughter told me how much she liked seeing me helpless and exposed. Finally she let me step into my pants and pulled the elastic of my shorts up to my waist. I ran to the door jumping in the car. It seemed like forever until we got underway. Soon we were back on the interstate highway and I started to relax. After a good while I started to get the urge to pee. The two sodas I had with breakfast started to have their effect on me. "Aunt Kate," I said, "I need to use the bathroom, please." She just smiled and sweetly said, "Billy, you'll have to hold it a while. I can't stop just yet." I sat silently in agony as my bladder continued to fill. Minutes passed and passed. I sat quietly and then started to fidget in my seat hoping she would notice my discomfort, but she continued to drive. I was beginning to be in real pain now. "Aunt Kate, I REALLY need to use the bathroom. Can we stop please?" I asked. My Aunt looked over at me impatiently and replied, "Billy, do you see a gas station or rest area around here?" She was right. We were in the middle of nowhere. More time passed and things got desperate for me. Placing my hands in my lap I used them to squeeze my penis in a vain attempt to hold it back. I rocked back and forth in my seat thinking it would help. My aunt noticed my gestures and warned, "BILLY. You had better hold it - you hear me?" I nodded my head. "I'm trying but I gotta go!" I knew I was in trouble as I looked up at her and saw her flash a wry smile. She couldn't be taking a perverse pleasure in my agony could she? I answered my own question. I couldn't hold it any longer and I cried, "Ooohh, I can't hold it - oohhh. . . I'm sorry," I whimpered. I felt a warm gush wetting my underwear. I squeezed hard and the flow stopped. I couldn't keep it in though and soon another quick gush leaked out. My aunt looked down in time to see a dark wet spot forming on my shorts. "BILLY!" she shouted as she pulled the car off the road and slowed to a stop. She carefully got out and went around to the passenger side door and opened it. I jumped out. Even though there were cars zooming by full of people, I was desperate and in agony. My aunt dropped my shorts and I quickly started to pee alongside the road. Relief was soon forthcoming. As I continued to pee, I became all too aware that my young aunt was taking delight in watching me pee. How embarrassing! I hadn't thought about the fact that I was completely exposed to this young woman as I was only interested in relieving my pain. I became really shy and tried to turn away, but in order to turn away from her sight, I discovered I had to pee in full view of the passing cars. I elected to stay put. My aunt was staring right at the stream of urine pouring forth from my cock, and, and she was smiling! "Aunt KATE!" I protested, but she only laughed and said she had seen boys before. No sooner had I stopped peeing, my aunt busied herself wetting a paper towel with water from her water bottle. Without warning she grabbed my pants and underwear and pulled them from me throwing them out on the ground away from the car. "HEY!" I shouted. My aunt sternly grabbed my arm and held me fast. "How disgusting," she said chastising me. She used the wet paper towels to wipe my penis and between my legs. I jumped at the feeling of her hand on my most private parts and especially when she used the towels to grip my cock and wipe it carefully. "You're not stinking up my car," she said as a way of explanation. When she was through she tossed the towel on the ground and ordered me into the car. I was humiliated and quickly complied. I could only look helplessly as my pants and underwear were left alongside the road. As she walked around the back of the car, I thought she was going to get me something to wear but she kept on walking and got into her seat and we drove off. I wanted to protest but I thought better of it after my fiasco. I was sitting in the front seat wearing only a T- shirt. I tugged at the bottom of my shirt to try and cover my genitals. I looked at the floor and pondered my fate.