Date: Fri, 23 Jul 2021 19:29:09 -0400 From: Daniel1989a Subject: Big City-Part 3 This story is a work of fiction and contains sexual scenes between adults and minors. If these things offend you, or you are under the age of eighteen and this subject matter is illegal then please stop reading. As this story is mine, please do not reproduce or submit this story to another website without my approval. As Always, please remember to support nifty, as your donations are what keep the site going. (http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html) Big City-Part 3 As I walked home it hit me that not only had I been naked, erect, and spanked by a man I hardly knew, by dropping my hands when he suggested it, I had agreed to a power exchange of sorts. My cock throbbed in my shorts, I had wanted him to touch it so much that this time I ducked in beside the road behind a few trees, and after making sure no one was around, I kicked off my shoes and dropped my shorts and underwear and let them hit the ground. I reached back with my left hand, feeling the heat from my burning ass cheeks, and started stroking my shaft with my right hand, then stopped as my t-shirt kept getting in the way. I looked around again and seeing I was alone I pulled it off and dropped it on˙the ground in front of me. Now naked, I changed hands, my right caressing my burning butt cheeks while my left stroked my shaft. I imagined it was uncle Peter's hand on my shaft, then I raised my left hand and smacked it down hard on my left butt cheek, making myself Goran in both pain and pleasure. I continued to smack my ass cheek, imagining it was his hands spanking me and stroking my shaft at the same time, then I switched hands again, my right arm being stronger the smacks hurt more, and a few seconds later while spanking myself my cock exploded and spurt after spurt of my cum shot out. It felt so good to be naked outside again as I kept stroking my cock, milking out every drop. I opened my eyes, feeling great, that feeling changed to anxiety when I looked down and saw that my t-shirt and underwear were now covered with cum, my shorts off to the side a bit had been spared. I instantly longed to be back on the farm where I could just rinse them off in the stream, but having walked back and forth to Gabriels, I knew the only water between here and my place was the pool at my building. I bent down and pulled on my shorts and shoes, then balled my t-shirt around my underwear and headed home. The sun felt great on my naked torso and the feeling of my burning ass cheeks rubbing against my shorts was arousing me, making my cock start to harden again. A few minutes later it was fully erect, and since I was not wearing underwear I had to hold my cum soaked shirt and underwear in front to hide the tent in my shorts. I considered ducking behind some trees and jerking off again, but I was almost home so I resisted the urge. I was close enough now that I could see the pool and as I was passing it I heard, "Justin!" It was my mother's voice, I turned my head towards her and saw her sitting on a chair right in front of the stairs of the pool, she raised her hand to wave at me and said, "Come here a minute." I kept my t-shirt in front of my shorts and walked through the gate into the pool area, feeling lucky that she was on the other side. She patted the chair beside her and said, "Come sit down and join me." I could smell my own cum soaked into my t-shirt and knew she would smell it too, my options were limited. I could lie and say I had to use the washroom, but instead I kicked off my shoes and jumped into the pool. As I sank down into the water, I rubbed my t-shirt and underwear as much as possible, then swam up, sure now that the chlorine would cover up the smell. I took a couple of strokes to the side of the pool, made sure my underwear was balled up in my t-shirt, and tossed it onto the deck a few feet away from my mother, then started climbing the steps out of the pool. She watched me and after I had walked up the first few steps her eyes opened wide, she didn't look angry, just very surprised. She smiled as I walked towards her, more than usual and it appeared that she was staring at my waist. I said, "Hi, Mom, what's up?" The smile increased slightly, then she said, "It's good to see.....more of you than usual." I had no idea what she meant, so I replied, "It's good to see you too." Our eyes met for a moment and then her head lowered again, focusing on my waist as she said, "Justin, next time you go swimming you might want to wear a different pair of shorts." Her eyes were still staring at my waist, so I looked down and immediately felt my face flush red, my soaking wet white shorts were now totally see-through, I could easily make out my semi-hard cock and balls and even my pubes. I pushed my hands in front of them, not sure of what to do when she said, "Relax Justin, it's been a while, but I have seen you naked before." My face flushed even redder and it felt like it was spreading to my entire body, I started to turn around but stopped knowing that if the front of my shorts were now see-through˙so were the backs, and she would definitely see my red ass. I quickly and awkwardly walked to the chair beside her, my hands covering my shorts, and sat down, then yelped out loud as my burning ass cheeks hit the chair. I shot back up so fast I almost fell over and heard, "Justin, are you okay? What's wrong?" I thought quickly and said, "The chair is hot." She smiled and said, "Do you want me to take a look, the back of your shorts is probably as see-through as the front." It felt like my entire body had gone red and to make it even worse, my cock was getting hard. I had no attraction towards women, my mother included, but something about being in this position, the humiliation of it was driving me wild. This time I eased myself into the chair, my ass still hurt but I was ready for it this time. "No thanks Mom, I'm okay." "How was your day, you're back early?" "Gabriel wasn't home, his mother came into town and they went out for the day." "That's too bad. What does his Uncle do for a living?" My cock was fully erect again and it felt very odd to be having a conversation with my Mother in this state, but I had no other options. "He's a Doctor and he has a medical supply company." I remembered what Uncle Peter had said and added, "He asked me if I had a Doctor here yet and when I said no, he suggested you give him a call." "That's a good idea, I've been so busy I haven't had time to look for one. Is he nice Justin, do you like him?" The combination of being fully erect and thinking about Uncle Peter made me so aroused that a low moan escaped my mouth. "Yes, he's great Mom." "Okay, I'll give him a call later. I'm going inside, you coming?" I gave her an awkward smile and said, "I'm going to let my shorts dry first." She laughed, started to say something, paused, and then said, "There's no one around Justin, and I don't want you getting a sunburn, let's go." The thought of standing up, knowing someone could walk into the pool area at any time, plus the thought of my mother seeing my arousal made my cock even harder. I saw she wasn't angry yet, so I said, "Can you just throw me down some sunscreen please?" She started to walk away, but stopped and said, "I better bring it down, you won't be able to do your back." My eyes popped open wide, doing my back meant she would see my spanked ass through my wet shorts. "Probably easier if I just go up with you." She turned and faced me, I managed to stand up keeping both of my hands covering my shorts, then awkwardly leaned down and grabbed my t-shirt and held it in front of me as I followed her up to our apartment. Just as we˙reached the door she said, "Don't track water inside, leave the wet stuff outside the door." My reply came fast, "Mom, please." She looked back at me, again not angry but getting closer, "Justin, leave the wet stuff outside the door." She walked into our apartment, I put my foot in front of the door so it wouldn't slam shut and lock me out. I knew she was serious so I dropped my t-shirt on the ground, looked around, and pushed my shorts down and off. There was nothing around for me to cover up with, so I pushed my left hand in front˙of my erection and opened the door with my right. I took a step inside and couldn't see her, dropping my right hand it was easier to cover up but I could still feel my balls were exposed as I took a few steps and then stopped. She was in the kitchen, right inside the door, her head turned to face me, her eyes taking in my awkward position, then she smiled and held out a plastic bag and said, "Take this and put your wet stuff in it, then drop it beside the washing machine." "But Mom, I'm naked." Her expression stayed neutral as she said, "Yes Justin, I can see that." She was still holding the plastic bag and I knew arguing would make things worse, I moved my right hand to cover as much of my erection as possible, knowing how ridiculous I must look, then reached out for the bag with my left. As I did my balls and at least an inch or two of my shaft were visible and to make things worse she was staring right at me. The embarrassment of the situation made my erection throb and I felt pre-cum smearing onto my abdomen, I had to end this quickly. I took another step forward feeling my balls swing and knew she could see. I took another step towards her and my wet right foot slipped on the linoleum floor. I started to lose my balance and without a thought, both of my hands swung out to balance myself against the counter as my erection popped free. If I had missed the counter or taken a quicker step I would have ended up flat on my back. It took great effort to steady myself and I felt my cock throb in full view of my mother, as that thought ran through my mind I heard, "It's been a long time since I've seen you naked Justin, you've really grown." A few seconds later, now steady on my feet, my hands flashed in front of my erection, an erection that until today had only been seen by me. My position must have looked ridiculous and I figured my humiliation could not get any worse until, "I hope you are pulling your foreskin back and cleaning properly when you shower." I kept my hands in place, needing this to be over I said, "I do Mom." She stood staring at me for at least a minute, then said, "What are you waiting for Justin?" Suddenly I noticed the plastic bag in her hand again, I reached for it with my left hand, my balls and part of my shaft visible again, grasped it in my fingers, and placed it and my hand back in front of my crotch. She was still staring at me as I began to turn but remembering my spanked ass, I stopped myself and started stepping backward. She looked like she was going to start laughing, then she said, "I've already seen the front Justin, no harm in seeing the back." I continued to back away, then out of her sight, I opened the door, made sure no one was watching, and stepped out just enough, propping the door open with my foot, bent down, and just as I was pushing my wet stuff into the bag, I heard our neighbors door open. A few things happened all at once, the bag slipped out of my fingers and I stood up so quickly that my foot moved and the door to my apartment slammed shut. It was no use even trying the doorknob, it locked automatically when it closed. I heard movement behind me, knowing our neighbor that I had never met was coming out their door, I turned so my red ass would not be on display, covered my erection as best as possible and a second later I stood almost face to face with a man that looked to be in his 60's. He was so close that I saw every line on his face, his eyes opened wide, an expression of shock was obvious in them. He was looking at my face and started to say something, then his eyes lowered and saw that I was naked. His expression changed from surprise and shock to an almost bewildered look. The silence was intense as he looked me up and down, his eyes finally settling on my waist as he said, "I've been wondering when I'd get a chance to meet my new neighbors. I'm Frank." What happened next was so ridiculous that I replayed it in my head a million times unable to fathom why I did what I did. As he told me his name he reached out his right hand, shaking hands was something I had been taught from an early age, so much so that without thinking my right hand left my erection. Realizing what I had done and that at least half of my erection was now visible, I started to pull it back but he grasped it before I could. His hand was strong, much stronger than mine, and as he shook it, his eyes never left my waist. I did my best to cover up but knew that half of my shaft and the head of my cock was now visible. I pulled back trying to free my right hand but he held it tight, "I didn't catch your name." I mumbled out, "It's Justin Sir." "Nice to meet you, Justin. Do you always walk around naked?" I started to stammer, "I...didn't mean.....I'm sorry, please don't......" Still holding my hand he said, "Nothing to be sorry about, this is the best thing that's happened to me in years." Knowing he was still staring at my waist, being this close to him, his words had an effect on my cock, causing it to throb. I saw his eyes open wider, then as he eased up on my hand he said, "A boy as beautiful as you should walk around like this all the time." His hand had relaxed and I could have pulled mine away, but I didn't, no one had ever called me beautiful before, and from the expression on his face, I knew he meant it. There was nothing threatening about him, he was a stranger but also a neighbor and even though I was standing there naked, holding his hand, I didn't let go. Instead, "Thank you, Sir." "Beautiful and polite, the only thing better would be if you dropped your other hand." Alarm bells sounded inside of my head and my heart sped up as I stood in front of a total stranger, actually thinking about doing what he suggested. The idea of dropping my hand excited and scared me, I knew if anything happened I could always call out, so it was excitement that won out. I pulled my right hand from his, took a step backward, but as much as I willed it to move, my left hand stayed in place. Frank, noticing how nervous I was took a step forward and said, "Drop the hand, Justin, I can see you want to." He was right, not only did I want to, I needed to, but my hand would not move. It seemed like a long time that we stood like that, my cock throbbing and feeling like it would explode, then he cleared his throat and in a more authoritative voice he said, "Drop the hand, now!" I hesitated briefly, then my left hand fell to my side, my cock was so hard that it stood straight up against my abdomen and I was very aware that pre-cum was oozing out the head. Frank gasped in shock and delight as he watched my erection pound against my abdomen. I saw him take a step towards me and then another, now right in front of me his right hand just about to make contact with my nipple when I heard, "Justin?" It was my mother's voice, Frank sighed loudly and took a step backward as my hands instantly covered my erection again and I stepped back just as the door to my apartment opened and she walked out, propping the door open with her foot. She looked at Frank, then at me which left me with a split-second decision, stay facing Frank and my mother would see my red ass, or turn and face her which meant Frank would see it, I chose the latter and turned to face my mother just as I heard, "What are you doing?" My voice cracked, "I was getting my....." It was low and just loud enough for me to hear, but I definitely heard Frank moan, then he said, "These doors are tricky, I've locked myself out a hundred times. I'm Frank, I live right next door." There was a brief silence and then, "Nice to meet you frank, I'm Bernice and this is my son Justin." There was no way that Frank did not notice my freshly spanked ass as he said, "Nice to meet you, Bernice." To make matters worse, they got into a brief conversation, with me standing between them totally naked until my mother said, "Okay young man, Frank is probably tired of seeing your butt by now, grab your wet clothes and come in." As she headed in, I stepped forward enough to stop the door with my foot and as I bent to pick up the plastic bag I heard, "I could never get tired of looking at that butt." Bag in hand, I stood up and faced him, not even trying to hide my erection anymore, he said, "You hid your ass from your mother, which means she didn't spank you, am I right?" There was no use lying, so instead,˙I nodded my head. "And from the way you hid it, you really don't want her to know, am I correct?" I knew where he was going with this, but instead of resisting, I said, "Yes Sir." He took a step towards me and then another, now right in front of me again he rested his hand on my shoulder, the contact made my erection throb as he said, "Perfect. In that case, I want you to knock on my door tomorrow at exactly 9 am." The thought of another spanking that soon scared me, my ass was still on fire, "But I just got spanked today." "Don't worry Justin, another spanking that soon would have very little effect. Remember what I said, 9 am." Before I had time to think, I heard my mother call me and knew she would be wondering why I was still out here, naked, so I said, "Yes Sir." "Good boy." Just as I was stepping through the door to my apartment Frank called my name and when I turned to look at him he said, "When I open my door tomorrow, you will be as naked as you are right now, understand?" I heard my mothers voice again, much louder this time, and with no time to think I nodded, "Yes Sir." I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. In the coming chapters, there will be sex and a lot more situations. Comments and suggestions are what keep me writing.