THE VACATION - PART 5
  BY: HOOKED6  (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
  
  Copyright November 20, 2000 by Hooked 6. All rights
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  THE VACATION - PART 5
  BY: Hooked6
  
  As I stood there in the tub, the soap began to dry a bit in
  some areas and continued to roll off my body in others. The
  sensation of the dripping soap and being naked in front of
  our new guests was very difficult to tolerate. It was all so
  erotic. New feelings began confusing my mind as I stood
  there. At times I hated this ordeal and yet, there was
  something strangely pleasing. I could have taken matters in
  my own hand and done something to minimize my embarrassment
  but I felt compelled - yes that's a good word - compelled to
  stand there dutifully until instructed otherwise. 
  
  My aunt continued idle chat with Debbie until she suddenly
  turned and seemed amazed to discover that I was still in the
  tub. "OH, Billy, " she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I
  forgot all about you. Let's get you rinsed off, shall we?"
  
  She returned to the sink and retrieved a pitcher of water.
  As the others watched intently, she SLOWLY and very
  carefully poured the water over my head. Soap began to run
  down my body. It teasingly trickled down between my butt
  crack and over my penis and balls. Then the pitcher was
  empty. My aunt went to the sink to fill it up again. I was
  exposed to all eyes and it seemed like forever until she
  returned. Although she could have moved the pitcher to
  another part of my body to more effectively rinse me off,
  she didn't. She continued to pour it slowly over my head.
  The lukewarm water teased at my penis and butt and I was
  becoming aroused. The long delay each time my aunt had to
  refill the water pitcher kept me on display for all the
  others to see! No one said a word - they just looked
  intently at me. I tried to think of other things but to no
  avail. After the fourth drenching I was devoid of soap and
  also completely erect. That's when the first boy, Kevin
  finally broke his silence and softly said to Debbie, "Can we
  watch?"
  
  I was puzzled by his question. What did he mean, "can we
  watch?" What did he think they had been doing these past few
  minutes?
  
  Debbie leaned over and replied, "Hush, Kevin. They might not
  do things like we do." My aunt put the pitcher down and
  stood behind me with her hands on my shoulders. "I'm sorry,
  I couldn't help overhearing, do WHAT the way you do?" my
  aunt asked.
  
  Debbie looked at her brother and said, "Why don't you
  explain our rules to them, Kevin. It's OK, you have my
  permission to speak."  Kevin politely stood up and cleared
  his throat as if he were going to give a speech to some
  delegation of VIP's. "Boys must be obedient to all women. A
  boy's body is only important if it amuses a girl."
  
  My aunt said encouragingly, "Go on, son." 
  
  "Well, ma'am. Billy has a . . ." he stopped in mid-sentence
  and looked at his sister for some kind of approval.
  "Permission granted," Debbie replied as if she knew what he
  was going to say. Kevin cleared his throat again and
  continued, "Billy's ah, Billy's COCK, is hard and he did it
  without permission. House rule 4 says that he must receive a
  correction from any girl who witnessed his transgression."
  Kevin then politely took a step back and went silent.
  
  The air became electrically charged at his words and I could
  see the excitement in Susie and Amanda's eyes as they
  pondered the possibilities. My aunt walked around in front
  of me and looked at my erect penis. "Why BILLY! WHAT have
  you done?" she asked, feigning to act surprised. Then
  turning toward Debbie, she said, "So what type of correction
  is normal in these parts? I mean, after all, we ARE in a
  place far from our home and customs. I guess we should do as
  the Roman's do - as they say." Debbie nodded toward Kevin as
  if to prompt him to continue. Kevin took another step
  forward and continued. "Ma'am, correction is at the
  discretion of those offended. I. . ." Kevin paused again to
  look at his sister who nodded once more her approval. "I
  myself have received spankings, whippings with rope, and
  sometimes - " Debbie interrupted, "I don't think they are
  ready for anything more than that. Thank you, Kevin."
  
  My aunt seemed pleased. "Well, Billy, looks like you are in
  for, what was it, a correction, from us girls." At that all
  the girls giggled. "Debbie, since you are familiar with
  this, why don't you show us how it's done."
  
  I just shook my head back and forth. "BUT, AUNT KATE!" I
  protested. "I couldn't help it!" 
  
  Debbie smiled and said, "Of course you couldn't - that's the
  point. You COULDN"T help it. You must learn obedience. And
  with pleasure comes pain. Soon you will learn your place.
  You will, in time, come to enjoy it - even the corrections."
      
  Debbie then walked over to me and pulled me closer to her as
  she sat down on a kitchen chair. Before I knew what was
  happening I was over her lap in no time. "SPREAD THOSE
  CHEEKS, BOY!" she said with authority. I had no clue what
  she wanted. Suddenly I felt her hand pulling my legs apart 
  as wide as she could get them. Then, using both hands she
  grabbed each cheek of my butt and pulled them apart exposing
  my butthole. I was mortified!! I knew that all the girls
  must have gotten an eyeful. Debbie continued her
  instruction. "First comes humiliation. There are no secrets
  from us girls. Everyone get a good look." 
  
  With my head dangling towards to floor I couldn't see a
  thing. I did heard footsteps gathering behind me. "Billy?"
  Said Debbie, "Do you know what they are looking at?" I
  didn't say a word. " Very good, Billy. You are learning
  already. You must NEVER use a word to describe your private
  parts or any of their functions without our permission. We
  girls might find it offensive. OK, Billy, you have my
  permission. WHAT ARE THEY LOOKING AT?"
  
  I was beginning to get the idea. "My, ah," I was searching
  for a polite word but none came to mind. "My butthole!" I
  replied with shame.
  
  That's right, Billy. Do you like them looking at it?" I
  quickly replied with a meek and softly spoken, "no." Debbie
  laughed and asked, "Why not?" 
  
  I didn't have to think very long about how to answer that
  one. "Because it's my private part!" I responded. Debbie's
  voice grew more stern and she shouted, "NO BILLY YOU ARE
  WRONG. FROM NOW ON YOU HAVE NO PRIVATE PARTS." The girls and
  even my aunt laughed at that. "To prove my point that you
  have no control over what is private, KEVIN, PAT come over
  here and look at BILLY's butthole too." I was shocked. It
  was one thing to have a bunch of girls look at my behind,
  but two boys my own age? I tried desperately to squeeze my
  cheeks shut but Debbie only pulled them apart harder. She
  was right. I had no control. I felt my face flush with
  embarrassment as I knew they too saw my intimate area.
  
  Next comes the pain," said Debbie as she let go of my
  cheeks. Suddenly I felt a bare hand slam against my bare
  backside. I jumped with pain. Debbie then placed her hand
  gently on my skin hand and said, "Then comes pleasure." She
  used the palm of her hand to rub slowly down my butt until
  two of her fingers went between my cheeks until the tip of
  one of them barely touched my butthole. As soon as she
  reached it, she moved her hand slowly back up my butt
  towards the small of my back until I no longer felt her
  hand. SMACK! Another blow found its mark! "OUCH!" I
  exclaimed as this one hurt worse than the last. Debbie said,
  "There, there, don't concentrate on the PAIN. Think of the
  pleasure that follows the pain." As I pondered her words, I
  felt her hand gently slide across my butt and over my crack.
  This time her fingers reached the tip of my balls that
  rested on her thigh. I was startled that I was being TOUCHED
  there by a girl! No sooner had she done this then her hand
  retracted up my butt again. As I contemplated what she had
  just done, SMACK! Another blow even HARDER than before
  slapped my flesh! Remembering what she had said I looked
  forward to the pleasure that was to follow. Instead - SMACK!
  Another blow! "PATIENCE is the next lesson to learn. You are
  at OUR mercy. You might get pain, maybe pleasure. You'll
  never know which, or when. But, it pays to submit as you
  will surely see."  Another SMACK! 
  
  "WHOSE NEXT?" Debbie said enthusiastically. "OH ME!" said
  Amanda. I knew it would be her. She seemed to be the
  dominant one of the two girls. I was pulled off Debbie's lap
  and stood up. "He didn't dislike it TOO bad," remarked
  Debbie as she pointed to my still half-hard cock. My aunt
  smiled and said, "I guess not. I am beginning to see the
  logic behind your method. Is this how your mother trains
  your brothers?" Debbie shook her head affirmatively and
  said, "Not only MY mom, but pretty much all the moms around
  here. Boys are pretty much raised by the neighborhood." 
  
  Amanda eagerly took her seat and hauled me over her lap. I
  winced as I awaited her slaps but none came. I felt Amanda's
  hand start to rub circles on my behind. For some reason
  having someone I knew touch me was far more humiliating than
  having someone I didn't know do the same thing. My cock
  jumped at her touch. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Three hard blows
  found their mark. A tear welled up in my eye. "THAT WAS THE
  PAIN!" Amanda announced. "Now the pleasure." My heart raced
  as I wondered what she was going to do. I waited for what
  seemed like an eternity. My mind sorted through many ideas.
  Somehow I looked forward to Amanda touching me in an erotic
  way. SMACK! "Just kidding!" teased Amanda! 
  
  Debbie laughed. "You learn quickly, Amanda!" My butt was
  really getting sore. SMACK! I wanted to cry out in protest
  but I held my tongue. Waiting and wondering. SMACK! Then it
  happened. I felt the palm of Amanda's hand slide over my
  backside. It felt good. She continued ever so slowly down
  the surface of my butt crack until she reached my balls.
  Unlike Debbie, however who stopped after barely touching me
  "there", Amanda actually rubbed her fingers in circles over
  my balls. I was ecstatic! As she was continuing to rub my
  balls - SMACK! Susie had joined in without waiting her turn.
  My aunt said, "Hey, I want in on this too!" SMACK!
  
  I was feeling simultaneous blows of pain and the pleasure of
  Amanda's fingers as she manipulated my balls. The
  combination carried me to the brink of feelings I didn't
  know were possible. 
  
  After several minutes of each girl swatting my butt, things
  stopped. "Now what?" asked my aunt. 
  
  Debbie once again took charge, "Stand him up." 
  
  I was placed in the center of the room. I was harder and
  more erect than I EVER thought possible. The looks in the
  eyes of the two boys really made me feel weird however. It
  was as if they knew more than they were letting on. 
  
  "PAT, KEVIN! Front and center please." The two boys stood up
  side by side with their eyes suddenly lowered to the floor.
  "STRIP!" ordered Debbie. A gasp went out from Susie and my
  aunt asked, "What did they do?"
  
  Debbie just patiently said, "Maybe nothing. It's my
  prerogative to check and be sure they are behaving." I stood
  dumbfounded as I watched the two boys take off their shirts.
  Then to my utter astonishment, I saw both boys had erections
  as they lowered their pants to the floor and took them off.
  "AHA! Just as I thought! Girls, you know what to do."
  
  I must admit watching the girls spank the two boys and
  playfully tease them was very, well, very erotic and
  distasteful all at the same time. Their torment did little
  to ease my arousal however.
  
  Soon the three of us boys were standing before them. "What
  do you think, girls? Did they EARN a little relief?" My
  heart skipped a beat when I heard the word "relief" I KNEW
  what she meant. Part of me was mortified that one of them
  might actually touch me or worse yet watch me relieve
  myself! I mean NO ONE that I know of even knows that I touch
  myself there!
  
  But my worse fears weren't even CLOSE to what was in store
  for me.
  
  As the girls stood there giggling, none of them really
  having the courage to answer the question, Debbie once again
  directed the evening. "KEVIN!" she said. Kevin looked up at
  her smartly and replied, "Yes, ma'am." Debbie seemed pleased
  at his quick answer.
  
  "Kevin, Billy here has a problem. Help him, will you?"
  Debbie instructed.
  
  What problem, I thought?. Kevin knelt down in front of me
  and grabbed a hold of my penis with his hand and began
  stroking. I immediately pulled away. "NO WAY!" I yelled. I
  mean fun was fun, but there was no way I was going to let
  another BOY touch me! Debbie must have expected this and
  came over to us. "Either he finishes the job or I'll give
  you more pain than you can stand! I knew what she meant as
  she raised her foot in a mock-kicking motion toward my
  balls. "BUT AUNT KATE!" I appealed, hoping SHE would put an
  end to this.  My aunt just shrugged her shoulders and said,
  "Well, the way I see it, It's really YOUR choice, not mine!"
  
  I gave in. Kevin resumed stroking my cock. I learned one
  thing that day, a cock doesn't care who touches it, it all
  feels good. I'm really ashamed to admit that. I was sooo
  aroused that after only a few strokes, I shot three long
  strings of white cum onto Kevin's shoulders and neck. I felt
  so bad for him. The girls all applauded following Debbie's
  lead. Kevin stood up next to his brother without bothering
  to clean up the mess I had just made on him. 
  
  "PAT," ordered Debbie, "Take care of your brother." Without
  hesitation Pat knelt before Kevin and repeated the scene. I
  watched with a weird fascination as I had never witnessed
  this before - another boy doing this to another boy. Before,
  long, he too shot his load.
  
  Debbie, walked over to Pat and rubbing his head said, "I
  didn't forget about you, dear brother." Then turning to me
  said "Billy, I guess turn about is fair play. Take care of
  Pat." 
  
  "NO WAY!" I screamed. Amanda came over and said, "Hey, you
  didn't seem to mind it when Kevin gave you pleasure. Get
  over it. Finish what needs to be done!"
  
  She led me before Pat and placed my hand on his dick and
  made a stroking motion - her hand moving mine - up and down.
  Soon she let go and told me to continue. Two more strokes
  and Pat got off too. I was quick though to dodge his juice
  and it landed on the floor.
  
  The girls all seemed VERY pleased with themselves. "I guess
  we learned a few things tonight," said my aunt. "Thank you
  for a most ENTERTAINING and INSIGHTFUL evening." 
  
  After our guests left, my aunt looked at me and said, "I
  guess this will be a long and educational vacation for ALL
  of us, eh Billy?"