THE VACATION - PART 2 BY: HOOKED6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) Copyright October 15, 2000 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved. No reproduction, retransmission, re-posting on another Internet site is permitted without the expressed WRITTEN consent of the author (Hooked6@hotmail.com). The following story is for mature ADULTS only and is pure fiction. Any similarity to actual events is pure coincidence. The story is for ADULT entertainment. The plot of the story if it were true may be considered illegal or abusive in some localities. The author neither advocates nor condones such conduct but believes in the right of free creative expression. The author understands the difference between fantasy and reality. By reading this article, the reader hereby asserts that this material is appropriate for the area in which the reader resides and is of an appropriate age to access ADULT material. Comments are ALWAYS welcome. THE VACATION - PART 2 BY: Hooked6 To make up lost time, my aunt continued to drive for and hours without stopping. Very little conversation occurred between us. She did tell me that she had to reach a certain place by 5:00pm, though I wasn't sure why. I kept a firm grip on my T-shirt holding it carefully over my lap so as to hide my near naked condition. The closer to 5:00 o'clock it came, the faster my aunt drove until even I became uncomfortable with her driving. Finally she turned off at an exit and headed for a hotel. It was one of those nationwide chain-type Inns. She pulled up under the canopy and got out of the car. "You wait here Billy while I check us in," she said. I watched her through the glassed front entrance as she made the necessary arrangements and returned with the key to our room. We drove around the u-shaped hotel and parking in front of the back building. I stayed in the car as my aunt began unpacking the trunk. "Billy, I could use some help here," she said in a rather put out tone. "BUT, I'm only wearing a T-shirt," I answered her in an attempt to remind her of my attire. My aunt only shook her head and retorted, "And just whose fault is that young man?" She was right. I was somewhat ashamed that I did mess things up a bit. I carefully got out of the car. My shirt was just long enough to cover my genitals so I thought that if I was careful I wouldn't be discovered. My aunt handed me my suitcase and a cloth bag to carry. Holding on to these items, I was worried that I wouldn't able to keep myself covered as much as I wanted to. My heart was beating fast as we walked across the open parking lot and following my aunt up a row of stairs. I was hoping nobody would see me like this. Pajamas in public is one thing but wearing just a T- shirt was a different thing altogether. As we reached the second floor and were walking along the rows of rooms, a door opened up ahead and two teenage girls stepped out. They looked to be about 17 or 18 at the most. I was starting to panic as I really didn't want them to see me like this. One of the girls waved and said, "KATE! You finally got here!" My aunt placed her belongings on the ground and ran to greet the girls giving each a hug. She obviously knew them and it appeared as though they were expecting us. But - who where they? My aunt called out to me, "Billy come here and meet some dear friends of mine." Turning to the girls she continued, "Amanda and Susie, meet my nephew Billy." The girls both looked at me smiling and said almost in unison, "Hello Billy! It's NICE to see you." I saw their eyes look down at my crotch. I knew that they must have realized that I was naked underneath my shirt. The girls bid me hello and my aunt explained that the two girls worked with her at one of her jobs and were going to travel with us to the cabin and spend a little time relaxing. As we walked to our room, Amanda said that they were able to get the adjoining room for the night. As my aunt unlocked the door, Susie asked, "What's with the T-shirt on Billy?" My aunt shook her head and I watched as her expression got very serious. She replied, "You wouldn't believe it but Billy here had an accident on the trip." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She wasn't going to TELL them was she? The girls looked at each other with puzzled looks. My aunt continued, "Yes that's right. . .He peed his pants! Can you believe it?" The girls started to laugh out loud. "I had to stop the car on the side of the Interstate highway so he could finish peeing or else he would have wet the entire front seat! And of course, there was NO WAY I was going to let him sit in my car with wet pants so I threw them out after he was done and he had to ride without them all the way here." I was so humiliated! Why did she have to tell them that? Just then, Susie, who was standing behind me, lifted up my shirt exposing my butt. "He IS naked under there! Thought so!" she said. I swatted her hand away. Aunt Kate saw this and scolded me like a little kid, "You behave yourself young man or I'll tan your hide but good, you understand me?" I shook my head submissively. "I don't know," she said, "if he acts like a little kid maybe I'm going to have to start treating him like one." I must have turned a deep red with embarrassment. That's the last thing I needed was to have these girls thinking I was some sort of kid! Once inside, Susie showed my aunt the connecting door between our rooms. I started to sit on the bed when all of a sudden my aunt screamed at me like I had just done something horrible, "BILLY! What do you think you are doing!?" I just shrugged my shoulders. "You march yourself into that bathroom and get a bath this instant. You aren't messing up the bed with your pee odor!" As I turned to leave, I was stopped short by someone pulling on my shirt. I heard Aunt Kate say, "Hold it right there buster! This has got to go in the garbage." My aunt started to pull my shirt off as Amanda and Susie stood silently watching. "AUNT KATE! NOT IN FRONT OF THE GIRLS!" I pleaded. I quickly grabbed a hold of my shirt with both hands and desperately tried to hold it down. That was a mistake. My aunt wasn't in the mood for any of this. She slapped my face HARD and said in a very authoritative tone, "KNOCK IT OFF young man or else!" The suddenness of her blow to my face shocked me AND the girls. My own parents never spanked me. I mean hitting just wasn't done. I was dumbfounded and just stood there looking at her in utter disbelief. "That's better," she said as my body went limp. The girls just stood there looking and waiting to see if my aunt was really going to strip me in front of them. Even I could sense the air was thick with their anticipation! With one quick and easy movement she had my shirt over my head and I was naked before these two, young and pretty girls. My hairless penis and balls were in full view of them. My heart began to race as I was frozen in fear not knowing what to do. I did have enough sense, however, to discern the joy on the faces of Amanda and Susie at their unexpected good fortune! I was jolted back to reality when my aunt said, "WELL?" I quickly ran into the bathroom out of sight and obediently turned on the faucet to fill the tub. Over the noise of the running water I heard my aunt say, "Amanda, watch him will you while Susie and I go to the store to get a few things. Make sure he does a good job. You know how LITTLE boys are." I heard them all laughing over my aunt's emphasis on the word "little" and soon after I heard the door slam. I quickly got up to shut the bathroom door before Amanda could carry out my aunt's instructions but I was too late, she was already standing in the doorway looking at me with a smile on my face. "And just what do you think you are doing?" Amanda said as she stood with her arms crossed. Sensing my situation was hopeless I returned to filling the tub as she stood over me. When the tub was half full I quickly got in and sat down. Using one hand to cover myself, I picked up the small soap in the other hand and started to rub it over my chest. Amanda, seeming to enjoy her newfound authoritative role over me said, "That's no way to wash. You can't do a good job like that!" She moved next to the tub and knelt down beside me saying, "Would you like for me to show you how it's done?" I quickly shook my head no and started to use both hands. I resumed washing my chest and neck when Amanda interrupted me once again saying, "You're supposed to be washing off where you peed on yourself. Don't tell me you peed all over your face too." I just looked at her silently as she laughed at her own witty remark. Amanda then looked at me with a cute smile and said coyly, "YOU know where you have to clean. . . get to it or I"LL do it for you!" I reached under the water with my hand holding the soap and moved slowly toward my crotch. I was so nervous. I couldn't believe that I was going to have to wash my most private parts while this teenage girl watched!! Before I even had time to finish that thought, however, Amanda reached out and was pulling on my arm. "Stand up you idiot. You can't lather up under water!" She used her strength to pull me up and turned me toward her as she continued to kneel next to the tub. My cock was at her eye level. "THAT'S better. NOW you can wash," she said. Not having the courage to actually touch myself in front of her, I stalled using the soap to make a lather in my hands. I did this for quite sometime until I realized that by standing there she was getting an eyeful and the only way to end this was to wash myself. I put the soap down and reached between my legs with my soapy hand and started to wash my balls. The soap felt good against my smooth balls and the fact that Amanda had a smile as big as Montana didn't help matters. "That's good," she praised, "Don't forget that dick of yours." I sighed and grabbed my penis and started stroking it with soap. The erotic nature of having her stare at me, and the slippery soap gliding across my shaft was too much for me. I began to get aroused. "OH NO!" I thought! I quickly stopped washing hoping that would stop the erection but Amanda must have seen my penis stretching out parallel to the floor and commanded, "That's not good enough. Wash some more. I don't want to get blamed if your aunt doesn't think you did a good job." I resumed my washing and in no time I was as hard as a rock. My heart was pounding and I was really feeling a level of excitement that was hard to describe - a mixture of embarrassment and arousal that I had never felt before! I unilaterally made the decision that I was through and sat down to rinse off and declared that I was clean. Amanda apparently agreed and told me to get out of the tub. I was relieved when I saw her turn her back to me. I assumed she was leaving the room. As I got out of the tub, however, Amanda turned back toward me holding a towel stretched between her arms. Before I could protest, she wrapped it around me and began drying me like I was some helpless little kid. "I can dry myself," I said but to no avail. I almost came in the towel when I felt her hands drying my privates. There was a gleam in her eye as her hand did the necessary drying action between my legs. SHE knew what she had a hold of and what she was doing to me! After several deliberate, slow methodical drying motions, she stopped and took the towel away exposing my hard, erect penis once again. After inspecting her handiwork, she tossed the towel on the counter and took me by the hand into the next room and sat me on the bed. As I sat there naked on the bed I asked Amanda if I could get dressed. "No, you had better stay this way until your aunt gets back. You saw the way she was before she left. I'm not getting into trouble on your account." I was ashamed of my body. My small, erect penis stuck straight up between my legs drawing attention to itself as I sat there. A small drop of pre-cum glistened at its tip. Amanda just stood there looking at me in silence. I wondered what she thought of all this. I tried to cover myself thinking that I could hide my shame but Amanda saw what I was about to do and said, "Now Billy, you aren't going to PLAY with yourself are you?" Her words cut right through my very being. I dropped my hands back at my sides. There was no way I could explain what I was trying to do. It would have made matters worse. Just then there was a knock on the door! I heard an unfamiliar female voice say, "HOUSEKEEPING!" I gasped. Amanda went to the door and looked out through the peephole as I sat motionless on the bed. "Oh, your aunt must have requested a roll-away bed for you." As I was trying to figure out what a roll-away bed was, to my horror, Amanda opened the door! "Bring it right in," she said as she held the door open for the hotel lady. Amanda stepped aside to let the lady in as I covered myself with both hands. The housekeeper was in her thirties and was quite pretty for an older lady. She was pushing a bed on wheels that was folded in the middle. Once inside the room with the contraption, the housekeeper looked up and saw me sitting naked on the bed. "OH! I'm sorry!" She said apologetically, "I didn't mean to interrupt!" Amanda quickly laughed and told her it was all right and that I had just gotten out of the bath. The lady struggled a bit moving a table to make room for the bed next to the window. "BILLY!" Shouted Amanda, "Don't just sit there, Help her move that!" I was mortified. Not knowing what else to do, I sighed and got up and walked over to the housekeeper. Stopping next to the table as she watched my every move, I swallowed hard, moved my hands away from my crotch and grabbed a hold of one end of the table with both hands. As I did so my erect cock was in plain view of her and my balls hung just above the top of the table. The housekeeper smiled and then looked sympathetically at me and said softly almost in a whisper, "I'm sorry if I caused that." I knew she thought that she was responsible my state of arousal. I wanted to thank her somehow for her understanding but her empathy made me even more excited. I didn't know how to respond to her comment so I just looked at her. I think she knew what I was trying to say. After a few awkward moments with her staring at me, Amanda took charge. "Let's put the table over by the dresser and TV," instructed Amanda. I took baby steps backwards working my way over to the dresser as the hotel lady followed. My cock bounced a little with each baby step and soon a small string of pre- cum reached the tabletop. If the lady noticed, which I'm sure she must have, she at least was kind enough not to say anything. After opening the bed up and placing directly underneath the window, the maid said, 'I'll be back with some bed linens later. With that she gave me one long look up and down as I stood there, then she left.