Exchange Student
Carrying on with the spirit of European integration established by the English swim team travelling to France, St Dunstans has now set up a student exchange program. Sophie read about this program in the student newspaper and thought it a very clever idea. She's been at a loss for how to deal with her nephew Kian since he came to live with her. She considers the continent to be very advanced in their methods of raising young men and women. By taking a French student into her home she hopes to glean some helpful tips in dealing with her sometimes unruly Kian.
King's Cross St. Pancras is the busiest station on the London Underground. In 2007 it became the gateway to Europe with Eurostar running high speed services to Belgium and to France underneath the English Channel.
On the platform Kian and his aunt await the Eurostar carrying the young Frenchman who is to be their houseguest over the next few days as part of the St Dunstan’s Student Exchange program.
“This will be exciting won’t it Kian? A French boy in our home!” exclaims Sophie.
“Yes Auntie, I can hardly wait,” replies Kian, showing little enthusiasm.
“Now now. It’s only for a few days.”
“And don’t forget, you will get to go to France next year.”
“I guess.”
“Have you got the sign?”
Kian raises the sign to show her.
They look at the information boards showing the trains arriving from France.
“He should be through any minute.”
“Now hold the sign up high.”
“Higher!”
Through the departure gate a young man heads in their general direction taking in his surroundings.
They’ve no idea what the student they’re expecting looks like – of all those that have come through the gate this young man looks most likely.
“I think that’s him,” declares Aunt Sophie.
“Could be,” replies Kian, watching the young man looking around the station.
The young man’s eyes light up when he sees the sign. ”Told you!” says Sophie to her nephew.
“Bonjour,” says the young man
“… pardon, er … Allo,” he continues.
“Hello, you must be Pierre. Welcome to England.”
He smiles at being greeted in such a warm fashion.
“It is my …” he strives to find the right words.”
“… how you say?”
“… my pleasure you having me.”
He kisses Sophie on both cheeks. “How very European,” she thinks.
He turns to kiss Kian in the same manner ...
… who stiffens at such close physical contact. “This might be alright on the continent but this ain't cricket,” he thinks.
“This is Kian. My name is Sophie and I’m Kian’s aunt.”
“It is my pleasure to meet you,” says Pierre.
“Let’s show you the country mate,” says Kian, picking up Pierre’s luggage.
“It’s not far,” says Sophie, “we’ll be home shortly.”
“This is our humble little home,” says Sophie.
Pierre gazes around the downstairs of the house.
“Your home is very nice…”
“… I shall enjoy being here.”
“Thank you Pierre…”
“Merci! You’re very welcome.”
Pierre and Sophie share a smile at her use of a french word.
The doorbell chimes catching them all by surprise.
“That’ll be my son Corey and his fiancée Karen … Kian, take Pierre up and get him settled in. Then we’ll eat.”
“This way Pierre.”
“This will be your room. I’ll be next door if you need anything.”
“… and there’s the bathroom.”
“Thank you. I will see you downstairs when I have changed.”
“Yes,” he thinks, “… I shall enjoy being here.”
This very English family likes to keep all sexual banter on the level of innuendo and playful behaviour. They realize that the introduction of this French man may bring some risque behaviour to the household. However, they are an open-minded bunch and are sure they can handle whatever naughty jokes he may bring. But they don't know how progressive Pierre is in his ideas.
“You know you’re going to have to really splash out,” Karen tells him.
“I don’t want any old wedding,” she continues.
“I know,” Corey replies, repeating the mantra she’s no doubt said to him a thousand times…
“you only get married once so you might as well do it in style.”
“That’s better. I knew you would see my way eventually, I don’t know why you even try to resist.” “How could I?” he replies.
"Hi Kian," she says spying him coming down the stairs.
“Alright cuz, how’s the French guy?
“You know, alright I suppose.”
“Is he good looking?”
“’cause I ain’t married yet!” she jokes.
“Karen!” snaps Corey good naturedly before pouncing on his fiancée for a spot of play fighting..
“Surely I’m entitled to one last fling!” she laughs as Corey goes for the tickle manoeuvre.
Sophie and her nephew Kian look on enjoying this impromptu spot of entertainment. Kian longs to meet someone just like Karen and is somewhat envious of his cousin’s luck with the ladies, he wishes he could lose his inhibitions and be a bit more confident. It all seems to come so naturally to Corey.
Sophie’s mouth falls open as she lays eyes on the unexpected sight that has just appeared on the staircase.
Kian takes a deep intake of breath as he notices the totally nude Pierre for the first time.
“These are for you madamoiselle.”
Corey’s fun and games are halted as Karen sees the naked young man presenting her future mother-in-law with chocolates and wine.
Corey turns to see what has curtailed his pleasure and is shocked to see the French student naked in his mother’s living room.
Pierre kisses Sophie on both cheeks under the uncertain gaze of Kian.
Corey can’t quite believe it!
Much to her amazement Pierre pulls Sophie towards his naked body for a friendly hug
“He’s not doing that to me!” thinks Kian as Pierre approaches.
Pierre kisses Kian on both cheeks much to the amusement of Corey.
… before awkwardly hugging him, to the obvious discomfort of Kian who just hasn’t a clue where to put his hands.
Pierre turns to greet Corey who’s certain he's not going to be hugged or kissed - a handshake will do.
Corey outstretches his hand for the young Frenchman to shake but Pierre is having none of it.
However Pierre is insistant and instead pulls Corey in for a peck on both cheeks ...
... and a hug
“Bonjour mademoiselle!"
Pierre pulls in Karen for a huge hug.
“It is my pleasure to meet you,” says Pierre.
He kisses her hand causing Karen to blush.
In the awkwardness of the moment their eyes seem to lock onto each other.
“This should be interesting thinks Kian, he knows how jealous his cousin can sometimes get.”
“You done yet?” Corey asks his fiancée.
Karen laughs at the reaction she’s been able to prise out of her boyfriend.
In walks Sophie’s daughter Suzie texting her friend Cassie on her mobile phone.
Oblivious to the naked man in the room she continues her text conversation.
She turns and sees Pierre in all his glory.
She takes a long hard look at his cock.
“Blimey!” she exclaims, kicking off her shoes, “that’s a sight for sore eyes!”
Kian's family are all keen to meet the young french man and are all due at the house for a meal. Aunt Sophie's wayward daughter has just arrived home and clapped eyes on the naked young man and can barely contain herself.
“Hi! I’m Suzie, Sophie’s daughter. And single as it happens.”
He gives her the obligatory kiss on both cheeks with Suzie turning her face at the last second to ensure some lip contact.
Suzie winks at Karen before “accidentally” dropping her mobile onto the floor.
Pierre bends down to pick up her phone.
Suzie blatently stands staring at his upturned arse much to the amusement of Karen.
“What I could do with that,” she thinks.
“Mademoiselle ... ,” he says handing the phone back to her.
“Quite the gentleman,” she giggles.
They stare at each other momentarily. He nervously, while she looks on hungrily.
Their moment of connection is shattered as the doorbell chimes. ”I’ll get it,” says Kian, rising from his seat.
Kian opens the door to Amanda, his aunt's best friend and for June, his Nan, who is making her way up the path.
“How’s my little man?” she gushes.
“Has your young French man turned up …”
Kian gives his Nan a look to show her just where his “young French man” is.
“… oooh!”
“Sophie is there something you’d like to tell us?” asks Amanda excitedly.
“Are we all supposed to take our clothes off?”
“I think I’ll pass on that one,” laughs June.
Pierre takes it in turns greeting the new arrivals. Kian can only look at his aunt in the hope that she’ll end this embarrassing situation and ask their houseguest to cover up.
Kian finds it strange seeing his Nan enthusiastically kissing the naked Frenchman.
Amanda can barely believe what she’s seeing.
And then it’s her turn.
She can feel his soft penis gently brushing against her as he hugs her.
Her eyes are drawn to his penis as he pulls away. “Amanda!” says June in mock-shocked tones
“Erm… let’s all sit for supper. Pierre must be starving after his long journey,” announces Sophie bringing some order back the proceedings.
Everyone convenes in the dining room. Suzie makes a beeline for the seat next to Pierre but her protective mother is having none of it and instead makes Suzie sit opposite where his nudity will be best hidden from her.
“Every one like a bit of chicken?” asks Amanda. “A nice bit of cock more like,” mouths Suzie to Karen.
Amanda and Sophie put the rest of the food on the table, while Suzie adopts an innocent pose.
“Don’t stand on ceremony, everyone tuck in,” says Sophie, “bon appetite!”
While plates are loaded up with food Karen notices some movement in the region of Piere’s exposed penis.
She’s not entirely surprised to see Suzie’s foot making its way towards his exposed penis.
Nothing that Suzie ever does surprises Karen any more. What does surprise her is that Sophie never seems any the wiser.
Suzie teases his balls with her toes, playfully flicking them.
Piere remains nonchalant at Suzie’s under table antics and like everyone else tucks in silently to their meal. However June has had enough of ignoring the elephant in the room and confronts her daughter over it. “Sophie …”
“… sorry to point out the bleeding obvious but that boy is naked!”
“Mum…” Sophie scolds, worried that her outburst may embarrass their new houseguest.
“That is okay Mrs Egan,” says Pierre sympathetically.
“I am sorry if my nudity offends your mother.”
“Don’t mind me dear,” says June, “But why are you naked?”
The family are all hyper-aware that their new guest is naked at their dining table, but everyone is too polite to tell him to get dressed. After all, they want to learn from this foreign young man, not make him conform to their ways. It's a real eye-opener for the women seeing a man who can be both naked and completely comfortable that way. They wonder what it would be like to live with men like this permanently. Everyone is all ears hearing Pierre explain why he must always be naked.
“In my home village it is the tradition for all men to be …”
“naked each evening.”
“Why?”
“There was once much crime with gangs of young men and night...”
Suzie wriggles her toes into his groin.
He continues, somewhat distracted “…the local government passed a law making it an offence for men to be dressed past six o’clock.”
“Seriously?” asks Amanda now blatently flirting, much to the amazement of June; teasing her hair and making eyes at him.
“Oui… I mean yes,” himself taken aback by Amanda’s direct behaviour.
“It has been proven to stop antisocial behaviour.” Amanda listens intently, entirely focused on the naked man seated across from her.
“Wow, tell us more,” says Amanda enthusiastically, “Wine?”
“This law has worked so well that the European Government …”
“…are planning to adopt it in every country.”
Kian looks on in absolute horror.
“In fact every Saturday in my home town the women are entertainment by the naked men all evening.”
Corey listens in worried that this sort of thing might catch on over here.
He begins to grow aroused under the pressure of the woman's foot and the tension of being toyed with while completely naked in front of these strange women.
Karen smirks as she spots some under-table activity again.
“That sounds marvellous darling,” says Amanda excitedly, “this Saturday should be no different should it Sophie?”
“I think not,” confirms Sophie.
“The whole point of this exchange is to embrace our cultural differences.”
“Ooh, that sounds great,” says June.
“Well I’m not missing it. Corey and Kian are going to look so cute all pink and nude.”
Kian nearly jumps out of his skin hearing what his fiancée has to say.
Suzie skillfully lifts his balls with one foot and slides her other foot under him and towards his asshole.
Pierre jumps upwards to the amusement of Suzie who can barely hide her smile.
Sophie covers her “innocent” daughter’s eyes as Pierre’s erect penis springs into view.
“I must apologise for my unruly penis.”
“I must be a little tired after my journey.”
“I wish to bathe and return to my room if I may.”
“Certainly… there are fresh towels in the bathroom for you.”
“Thank you,” Pierre replies.
Pierre waves at everyone and heads for the stairs. Poor old June can’t quite take it all in.
Sophie stares down at his bouncing cock. It’s been a while since she was last in this close proximity to one and it stirs something in her.
Incredulously they watch the guest of honour walk naked and erect from the table.
“I’ll clear the plates,” announces Amanda. “Me too,” declares Suzie, who has an alterior motive to get up and leave the table.
Suzie places the crockery on the kitchen side and then hurries after Pierre.
Suzie can't take her eyes off the fully naked man.
She's mesmerized by every inch of his young fit body.
She knows her family must be waiting for her to help clear up, but she can't stop herself from following after him and getting another good look at that cock of his.
She's thrilled to see him under the clear bright bathroom light, soaping himself up in the shower.
She thinks naked men always look so much sexier when wet.
It's such an unexpected illicit pleasure having this naked Frenchman in her house.
Her entire body feels warm and excited watching him. And she has a sneaking feeling that Pierre is secretly aware that he is being watched and is enjoying it as well!
The women have been very turned on by Pierre's naked display, but maintain an air of civility as they chat around the table. No one is quite sure how to deal with this new cultural perspective that all men should be naked, but its made the men around the table very tense.
“Well I never,” says June.
“I nearly had a stroke then!”
“You should be so lucky!”
Feeling very uncomfortable with the way the evening has panned out Kian looks for a way to leave. "Er, Nan ..."
“Come on Nan, we’ll take you home.”
“Well it looks like I’m off,” says June with a hint of disappointment. “You coming?” Corey signals to Kian.
After seeing his exchange student naked at the table with his boner on display Kian is more than ready to make a run for it.
“See you all tomorrow.”
“I’ll get your coat,” mumbles Corey to June. “See you later hon,” Kian says to Karen.
The women fall about laughing at the events of the day.
“Oh my god!” shrieks Amanda, “When I walked in an saw him standing there all naked I just didn't know where to put myself!”
“Did you see his cute little tush as he walked away?”
“When he stood up and his cock was all like…” Amanda demonstrates.
“So what do you reckon? What about this idea of enforcing nudity for all men?” asks Karen.
“Well I think it’s a great idea,” says Amanda. “You would!” counters Sophie laughing.
“So are we going to do it?”
“Are we going to make all the boys get naked and entertain us?”
“Well, Pierre is here on a cultural exchange…”
“... It would be rude not to.”
"Well, cheers to that!" says Amanda.
"Cheers!"
Suzie is thoroughly enjoying her clandestine view of the naked Frenchman.
She delights in watching him soaping up his hairy young body.
It's fascinating to her to discover the way boys' bodies change and develop as they mature, growing dark hair over different parts of their body so quickly.
Examining him in his completely natural state is such a turn on for the curious girl.
As he washes his ass Suzie leans further into the room to get a view of his heavy looking balls and his swinging cock.
Behind her she hears a sound. It’s someone on the stairs. It’s her mother.
“Shit,” she curses under breath and as she scurries away as quietly as she can muster.
“Suzie,” she mutters, knowing full well where her daughter has been.
Sophie reaches the top of the stairs and stops in her tracks unprepared for the view that greets her.
Sophie stands motionless like a bunny caught in the headlights of a car. Unbelieving of what she’s actually seeing.
“What a fine figure of a man,” she finds herself thinking, “If I were only twenty years younger.”
Sophie knows she should retreat but finds herself unable to pull herself away from this vision before her.
She stares at his cock longingly; allowing herself one last glance before leaving the young Frenchman to his own devices.
“Ah, allo Sophie," he says looking up suddenly.
“Please come in.”
“I would like of you to ask a favour.”
Sophie was startled to find Pierre left the door open while he was bathing naked. She supposes this must be another difference between their cultures. It's really fascinating to see how different cultures live so free and easy, so uninhibited. She's always had an extreme appreciation for the young male form and doesn't see why they must be needlessly covered up with clothes. Especially as it is her house, she sees no reason why she shouldnt be allowed to watch him bathe naked.
“Would you be able to wash my back please.”
“Mama does it for me at home," he explains.
“If that’s what you’re used to at home I don’t see why not.”
She reaches into the bath for the sponge, the close proximity to the wet naked young man already causing her butterflies.
She begins gently scrubbing the top of his beautifully tanned back.
With each scrub she is amazed to find herself increasingly aroused.
The last time she was this intimate with a man this age was when she was a woman his age.
As she moves her hands lower she ponders over how low she should go. There are acceptable limits and although he has explained how this is appropriate she feels a tad uncomfortable and finds herself pausing momentarily.
Sensing her hesitation Pierre pipes up, “And below please.”
She slides the loofah under the cheeks of his ass towards his groin.
Accidentally, at first, Sophie brushes the loofah against the head of his penis …
Pierre sighs with delight as she brings the loofah back and forth.
Sophie ducks down and scrubs his groin at close quarters.
Now firmly in control Sophie turns him around in order to better concentrate on his pubic area.
She soaks up the loofah coming face to face with his tasty looking penis.
No longer waiting for an invitation Sophie goes straight for his balls scooping his penis out of the way with her spare hand.
Now absently pulling at his penis she continues to wash his nether regions.
“Sophie, may I ask another favour of you.”
“Anything,” she replies soaping up his cock yet again.
“Could you please release my semen.”
“What … er, I …”
“No, no. It’s needed. Back home Yvette our housekeeper does it for me every week night.”
“I fear I may leave unsightly marks on your nice clean sheets.”
“Is this normal where you come from?” Sophie enquires.
“Oh yes. It is what every man must have done every night.”
“It keeps them calm and relaxed.”
Now convinced beyond any doubt Sophie makes her decision. “Okay Pierre, I will."
Pierre perches on the edge of the bath while Sophie, Kian's auntie masturbates him. She’s intrigued and fascinated by the differences between their two cultures and is thrilled and excited to have been asked to help him in this way.
Sophie pulls gently on his soaped up cock…
… feeling it thicken in her grasp.
“You should consider doing this with Kian. It will help with his school results.”
“Mmm, yes,” says Sophie, mulling this over in her mind. A day ago this would have seemed a bizarre outlandish suggestion but today coming from this young frenchman it seems entirely plausible.
She stares down at his healthy looking cock letting her imagination run wild.
Unseen and unheard Suzie makes her way back to the bathroom to see what her mother is up to.
As she peers around the door she’s horrified. “Mum!”
“Calm down dear, it’s not what you think.”
“This is a cultural thing,” Sophie explains.
“Zis is true”
“In Pierre’s town this is a daily ritual for the young men.”
“Whatever…”
“Don’t be like that. Here, you take over,” she tells her daughter, “It’s important for you to know how to do this.”
Suzie beams at the prospect.
“Place your hand around the shaft like so,” Sophie instructs her daughter.
Pierre’s penis displays an immediate reaction causing Suzie to gasp.
His penis hardens instantly as Suzie squeezes her hand around it.
Sophie demonstrates her most effective wanking technique encouraging Suzie to follow her lead.
“That’s right, a gentle rolling motion up and down the penis”
Their hands slide easily up and down his soapy wet cock.
He gives Suzie an encouraging smile, acknowledging that her handiwork is making all the difference.
Satisfied that her daughter has the hang of it Sophie prepares to let her fly solo.
“Go on dear, he’s all yours now,” she tells her.
“That’s it … up and down.”
“At this stage you can probably do it a little bit quicker,” Sophie advises.
Suzie takes her mum’s words to heart and pounds his cock faster and faster.
Suzie notices a change in the way his body is reacting.
Sophie looks on proudly as her daughter brings their house guest to the verge of orgasm.
Cum streams from his cock shooting into the air.
Sophie is so impressed with her daughter and the intensity of the orgasm she’s given the young man.
Suzie continues to pump his cock.
More cum explodes from his cock, his moans now continuous.
“That’s enough dear,” Sophie says to her daughter, “I think he’s done.”
Pierre is exhausted and drained. He's never had such a tremendous orgasm and it's all down to the attention of these two women he's only just met!
Sophie is heartily impressed by what a sophisticated and polite boy Pierre is. She has realized that this must be largely due to his upbringing. If her sometimes unruly nephew Kian can glean some inspiration from Pierre's unexpected state of nudity perhaps he will become a more well-mannered young man. She's determined to immerse the entire clan in an evening of French culture so that they can all learn valuable lessons from this exchange.
“Tonight we are going to immerse ourselves in French Culture.”
The ladies know exactly what Sophie means by this but the young men just don’t have a clue.
“So what does that involve?” asks Amanda conspiratorially.
“We will drink French Wine …”
“…and have cheese.”
“Pierre,” says Sophie nudging Pierre.
“Explain if you would.”
Suzie and Nan look on intrigued.
“Sophie and I have agreed ..."
“that tonight …"
“... we men will entertain the ladies.”
“What?”
Suzie and June are enthralled by this.
“What?”
“Yes you must get naked too!”
“No way Auntie. I can’t.”
“I promised my sister I’d look after you and treat you as if you as if you were my own son.”
“While you’re living under my roof you will live by my rules.”
“But …” he offers weakly in response.
“But Nothing. Kian, Corey strip!”
Kian can't believe what his aunt is asking of him.
Sophie gives him her best "come on, be a good boy" smile.
Wishing to speed things along Karen pushes Corey off the seat towards the centre of the room.
She smiles at what's to come. She and Sophie have been on the phone this afternoon and by all accounts they are in for one hell of an evening.
"You wouldn't!" thinks Kian.
"I will!" thinks Karen.
Kian stands humiliated with his trousers around his ankles; his cock and balls poking out from under his sweater.
Amanda gasps at seeing this young man's genitals for the first time.
Karen removes his trousers ready for the evening's events.
Caught up in the excitement, Amanda whips off his top as well.
"Come on Kian," says Pierre, "why are you not getting nude?"
As Karen sits down looking very pleased with herself and admiring her fiancee's body Corey looks to his cousin wondering why he's still sitting there fully clothed.
"You heard your auntie and Pierre," says Amanda, "isn't it high time you stripped off?"
Pierre leaps to his feet and drags the protesting Kian off the sofa.
Corey decides a policy of non co-operation is his best tactic, refusing to lift his arms. So instead Pierre takes charge and begins undressing him.
"Come on Corey, get 'em off," shout the ladies raucously.
Karen watches in interest, she's had a soft spot for her fiancee's cousin ever since she met him and she can't wait to get a look at his tackle.
"Can you believe this is happening?" Karen asks. "I think I might just lend a hand," quips Amanda, "I don't want Pierre to wear himself out."
Amanda stands allowing herself a long lingering look at Pierre's derriere.
To his delight Pierre pulls the rugby shirt clean over Kian's head.
Pierre steps back, happy to watch Amanda take charge of her best friends' nephew.
Everyone - even Corey - is amused as Kian undergoes a very public disrobing.
Amanda whips down his trousers and comes face to face with Kian's bulging underpants.
Amanda has decided to take her time. She rarely has opportunities like this and wants to savour every second.
"Off! Off! Off!" chants Karen.
She peels the pants down slowly as if unwrapping a precious and delicate gift.
And then it's there. Out in the open. Amanda stares longingly at the young man's cock. "Ahem," cries out Sophie from behind her, then laughing, "Anyone would think you'd never seen one before!"
Kian wants to run and hide so complete is his embarrassment. He wishes he'd never agreed to this student exchange thing in the first place. This is so humiliating.
Slowly and deliberately Amanda slides the pants down his thighs, humming the stripper theme as she does.
Karen roars with laughter as Amanda removes Kian's pants and trousers.
"Come on Amanda, we've an evening of entertainment to get underway," reminds Sophie, "I'm certain these boys are desparate to get started."
"Isn't this entertainment enough?" jokes Karen.
Kian can't believe how completely exposed and vunerable he feels now with Amanda removing the last of his clothes leaving him completely and utterly naked.
Amanda has a sly look over at Corey's dick comparing it with Kian's. "Amanda ... erm, Amanda..." comes a voice behind her.
"You really are incorrigable Amanda," laughs Sophie, "but we're here for an evening of culture. Take a seat and Pierre can get things started."
"He already has!" howls Amanda.
Pierre walks over to the cousins and takes each by the hand, much to Corey's alarm. Kian meanwhile tries to imagine himself somewhere else.
But to no avail. Kian is only too painfully aware of where he is and what is happening to him.
"And bow," says Pierre softly.
The women applaud wildly.
"Merci!" smiles Pierre.
Sophie's evening of French Culture has begun. Already the women have been entertained by the sight of three naked men standing before them but that’s just for starters. There’s much more to come. Anyone for a drink?
Sophie gets the evening’s entertainment underway with an announcement: “We shall start with a drinking contest.”
Amanda grabs the glasses for the boys. No beer here, this is a French evening and so it’s a wine drinking contest.
Corey sighs; he’s never been a fan of wine but if something will speed up the end of the naked evening he’s prepared to swallow almost anything.
Kian looks on tentatively as Amanda passes the glasses to Pierre. He’s not one for drinking and is terrified that he’ll end up doing something stupid that he’ll regret later.
“For you,” says Pierre kindly.
The women sit enthralled and can’t wait to see who comes out on top in this particular contest. They’ve all got their own personal favourites but no one’s telling.
Kian leaps into an early lead demolishing half a glassful before the others have even got going.
Corey does his level best to keep up with his cousin. Pierre meanwhile appears to be savouring the wine, getting a sense of the flavour and texture…
“Finished!” declares Kian, a little giddy from the wine.
Karen announces, “And now Corey’s done."
Both Corey and Kian look smugly at their French guest.
However Pierre continues to gently sip the wine.
Kian looks at him incredulously, surely he knows he’s lost and yet he’s still only sipping the damn stuff.
June wonders whether the penny is going to drop.
Pierre is amused at the way these English boys have no respect for wine. Imagine knocking back a whole glass in one shot – crazy.
Pierre slowly finishes off his wine …
“I think we’ll give that round to Pierre. That’s how you drink wine boys.”
Corey shudders at having knocked back the wine so needlessly. Pierre is finding this most amusing.
“Now let’s see their muscles!”
“Come on boys show us what you got.”
Karen, Amanda and Suzie leap out of their seats and approach the boys.
They take the empty glasses away from them.
June and Sophie have moved across to the couch to get a better view.
Pierre throws himself wholeheartedly into the muscle display relishing each and every time the women look at his body.
Amanda grabs Pierre’s arm and is immediately taken by how firm it feels.
Pierre strikes pose after pose to the delight of the watching ladies. Even Corey is getting into it – perhaps the wine is going to his head.
Karen looks down at Pierre’s fit young body, she knows she probably shouldn’t with her fiancée so close but it really would be rude not to.
June is getting very excited. “Look at his bum!” she says, “just begging to be squeezed.”
Encouraged by June’s praise Pierre wiggles his backside in her direction.
Not waiting for an invitation Karen runs her hand down the small of his back to his soft arse cheeks.
“Sensational!” she declares.
“Marvelous,” Amanda retorts.
“It’s all looking good from here,” laughs Sophie.
“And it feels wonderful from here,” says Karen.
Pierre is enjoying showing off his body to everyone in the room. And with the exeption of Kian and Corey, who seem a little embarrassed, everyone else is enjoying seeing it.
“Phwoarr!” says Amanda squeezing his biceps.
“Shouldn’t we see one of the others?” asks June.
“… perhaps Kian first?”
The women applaud Pierre for his efforts and one by one they turn to Kian.
“Come on Kian,” shouts Amanda, “flex for me!”
Reluctantly – to the sound of applause - Kian trudges forward knowing that he’s no way out of this humiliating display and that he should probably just get on with it.
The thought of stripping off in front of other people is terrifying for young Kian and Corey. So the actual experience of stripping buck naked in front of their friends and family is fucking mind-blowing! The guys have found themselves thrust naked into the centre of the room as the evening's entertainment and neither has any clue what they should do. One thing is for certain - now that they've been so efficiently exposed things will never be the same again in their household!
With extreme reluctance Kian finds himself the naked centre of attention.
He laughably attempts a muscular pose but he’s too tense to really give it his all.
Karen does her best to encourage him. “Show us your dukes,” she urges.
Kian feels ridiculous adopting these poses but he’s aware how much everyone else seems to be enjoying them.
Bouyed on by whoops of encouragement from the women Kian starts to relax and enjoy being the focal point of the entertainment. He flexes his biceps to the absolute delight of Amanda who is becoming increasingly turned on by the sight of her young neighbour.
Suzie is seeing Kian in a new light. Since he’s lived with them she’s only ever really thought of him as her nerdy cousin, but now she’s seeing a whole new side of him and one she could really get to like.
Karen adds a commentary to proceedings. “And today Kian is sporting a finely trimmed bush…”
“… which magnificently shows off an exceptional water feature!”
“Isn’t this great,” says June to Sophie as Kian spins around to show off his ass.
“Oooh, I could just eat it up!”
Despite his obvious embarrassment Kian is now enjoying this whole experience.
Having these women running their hands over his body is the greatest thrill he’s ever known.
He can’t imagine why he was so shy before. This feels like the most natural thing in the whole world.
Corey is feeling a little downtrodden watching his fiancé running her hands over his cousin's fit body. He knows he can’t say anything as Karen despises jealousy above all else and he wouldn’t do anything to upset their life together.
Kian strikes a triumphant pose.
June and Sophie smile approvingly. He's always been such a shy lad; it's good to see him standing so proud and dignified while completely naked.
Sensing a thaw in their sometime-strained relationship Kian leans in to his aunt and offers her his biceps to feel.
His skin is so smooth and supple. The ladies really appreciate the beauty of his youth.
“Enough!,” shouts Karen, “It’s Corey’s turn to impress now.”
Kian steps back as Corey steps forwards. In spite of himself Corey’s enjoying the antics of this evening and wants to do his best for the women and especially for Karen.
She senses his unease at doing this display so decides to coach him in the finer points of muscle displaying.
“Tense those arms and stop smiling.”
“Look angry … grrr.”
But try as he might Corey can’t stop smiling. The sense of freedom he’s experiencing now easily outweighing any reservations of fear he may have had when this evening began.
“Look at our little boy now,” says June.
Karen and Amanda drag Kian back to the centre of the room.
Karen runs her hand over his cheeks.
“Oooh,” she sighs to the amusement of Pierre.
Then Karen drops to one knee and for one embarrassed second Kian thinks she is about to blow Corey here in front of everyone!
However Karen is just winding up her boyfriend who leaps out of her way in terror. All the women howl with laughter.
“So who won that round?”asks Sophie. “Well…” replies June.
“I think I’ll have to give it to Corey,” she winks.
Corey is delighted and celebrates his triumph.
Sophie is thrilled by the idea of pitting the boys against each other in a display of physical ability. It makes her recall the old days of Greek athletes who competed against each other while completely naked. When she read about this back in university she thought it a very exciting prospect. If men are competing against each other in a demonstration of physical ability shouldn't the viewers be able to see their entire bodies? This is something she feels the organizers of the current Olympic games don't understand. She never imagined she'd have a group of young fit athletes naked in her own living room. This is an opportunity she wants to make the most of and, after all, its all about enriching themselves culturally!
“Now, I think we’d all like to see you boys…”
“… do what?”
“What about …”
“… leapfrog?”
Corey is taken aback. Leapfrog?! Like from when they were children?
“Brilliant! You heard her boys,” encourages Amanda.
Pierre positions Kian and Corey in front of him and prepares his first leap. Corey is visibly embarrassed.
The guys tense up, painfully aware of the naked man's genitals swinging just above their heads!
The ladies give Pierre a resounding round of applause. "Again! again!" they cry.
Pierre prepares himself for a second go, his athletic side really coming out as he wants to impress the ladies.
June finds it hilarious just how nervous her grandsons look for such a simple display.
The women are screaming, hollering and clapping.
The women whoop with excitement as Pierre opens his legs wide as he leaps high above Kian.
Every part of him exposed during this most athletic of displays.
Sophie can’t resist giving Pierre’s muscular thighs a grope as his leap lands him within reach.
After winning the last round Corey is feeling supremely confident and jumps into the leap-frogging with real gusto.
Amanda roars with delight as Corey bounds over the head of his cousin giving her a real eyeful of his genitals.
As he leaps towards them it's almost as if his genitals are going to come in direct contact with the women's faces.
His blood is pumping and he feels the challenge to make the women scream even louder.
June looks at Sophie in admiration. This is one hell of an evening and one she could never have imagined having at her time of life. The women at the WI are not going to believe this!
Corey’s really getting the hang of this now and is achieving some real height on his leaps. His fiancée Karen squeals at seeing his cock and balls bouncing so freely in front of so many people.
He flies forward to the shouts and screams from the women.
Kian is desperate not to be outdone by his cousin and is determined that this is one round he’s definitely going to win.
“Wha-hoo!” he shouts as he flies over the back of his cousin.
He feels flushed and alive, every inch of his body on display as he tries to exhibit his athletic prowess.
The women show their appreciation at Kian’s enthusiasm.
Pierre hunches down, timid about the sudden wild enthusiasm this naked English boy is exhibiting.
He soars above Pierre.
The cheeky boy makes eye-contact with the women while leaping over with a "look at me!" expression on his face.
And then practically launches into the air over Corey.
June looks on a little worried at the speed and height Kian is getting on these jumps.
But Kian has it all under control.
His cousin is nevertheless terrified that Kian's bare ass and balls will come landing on his naked shoulders at any second.
“He’s very good, isn’t he?” says June to Karen.
Kian walks slowly back to the starting position. All apprehensions now gone, he is loving the attention and is milking it for all he’s worth.
The boys' hearts are pounding wildly as the competition to impress seems massively heightened given that they are all naked in front of these women.
He grins trying to make it look easy and really win them over.
The women simply can't get enough of the boys' penises and balls bouncing wildly as they leap over each other.
Kian lands with his cock only inches away from Karen’s face. She looks straight at it filled with inappropriate longing.
Again Suzie finds herself looking at her cousin anew and she likes what she sees.
“My Kian was top this time.”
He lifts his arms in triumph, excited to be judged better than the others.
“That makes it one round each.”
The woman make their appreciation of the three young men before them heard.
“Now for the highlight of the evening,” Sophie explains, “Pierre, would you like to explain to the boys what you’ll be doing.”
“We must all masturbate!” The other boys freeze in terror as the women scream in excitement.
The women will never be satisfied with a weekend evening in watching television again. From now on, it's only going to be a line up of male guests buck naked, playing competitive games and yanking on their todgers for their enjoyment. Its the best time they've ever had and they can't think why they've never done it before. They needed a foreigner to push them into this unfamiliar hedonistic thrill.
The boys look at each other with uncertainty, unable to comprehend what’s just been asked of them.
“We must all masturbate,” Pierre reiterates.
“OOoooh,” cries Amanda excitedly.
“Fantastic idea!”
Sophie reminds them that this is about a cultural exchange, “This is real authentic French entertainment. Like they do in the villages.”
Poor Kian just can’t get his head around this evening, stupid parlour games and now this! Why is his aunt listening to this weird exchange student anyway?
The girls giggle excitedly thinking about the boys masturbating. They feel so empowered being able to sit back while the boys have to perform sexually.
Pierre continues, “We must all cum into a wine glass. The one who comes last will drink the lot!”
“No way!” declares Corey. Not with his mum, his fiancé, his cousin, his sister and his Nan in the room; not to mention Mum’s randy friend Amanda. No way!
“But they must,” he explains, “only by drinking the semen will they become more of a man.”
“Well that sounds good to me! God knows he needs it!”
The women roar with laughter at Karen’s put down of Corey.
Corey looks back at Karen with a sense of betrayal, stung by her words, but knows that he has to go through with it for her sake and for the sake of their relationship.
“Right, well get yourselves in position,” Sophie instructs.
“I’ve got the glass!”
“Bottoms up!”
Despite their obvious embarrassment both the English lads line up alongside the enigmatic exchange student and start to wank.
Pierre’s experience shows through as he stiffens up first.
Karen looks down admiring his cock.
All of the women are excited seeing this handsome young man in a state of arousal.
The English boys tug at their penises deeply embarrassed that the women are all watching them so closely.
They feel completely on display, performing solely for the women's pleasure.
Pierre's dick is throbbing in his hand. Doing this in front of strange women is the best feeling in the world.
He feels a tingling in his balls, every naked inch of him is sensitized to the women staring at him.
The girls smile at each other, thrilled at seeing the boys working so frantically in competition with one another.
Corey looks down at Amanda and is aroused by the lustful look on her face which is just inches away from his stiffening cock.
The boys pump their cocks faster and faster.
They are encouraged by the evident desire of the women all around them, stroking their naked bodies as they shamelessly pleasure themselves.
His balls are so full from the sexual excitement of walking around the house naked all day.
Pierre’s body suddenly tenses, heralding the first climax of the evening.
The women's eyes are fixated on his hard throbbing cock.
Pierre moans in ecstasy, pumping his hips as he frantically fucks his hand.
The first splashes of pearly white semen flies from his cock.
Amanda is so in awe she almost forgets to raise the glass to catch his spray.
The spunk keeps coming as Pierre does his level best to single-handedly fill the glass!
Pierre sighs with the deep pleasure of ejaculating in front of a group of clothed women who are all watching him. The other guys are completely gutted that he's beat them to it.
A round of applause breaks out.
Pierre strokes his cock some more emptying it completely.
Finally Pierre relaxes knowing he’s done his bit. Someone else will be drinking the cum this evening, it seems he's man enough already.
The women have pushed their men into this ridiculous competition. They are amazed that they are actually standing before them naked and jerking off. To think of all the evenings wasted in each other's company watching television when they could have been doing something as entertaining as this. The young men are intensely conscious that they are naked in the spotlight and if they want to prove themselves this is the moment to do it.
Having seen the reaction Pierre got Kian is determined to make sure he sure he’s next to cum.
Karen looks on, chewing her inner-cheek, enraptured at the sight of Kian rhythmically pounding his cock.
“Helen would be so proud,” says June to Sophie, “It’s a shame she can’t be here to see this.”
Kian’s body shudders as the urge to ejaculate overcomes him.
He adds a large contribution to the glass since the experience of performing naked in front of everyone made his balls fill to bursting.
June is breathless at the sight of Kian explosively firing his cum into the glass. "That could be my Jeff standing there," she reminisces.
Corey feels his erection throbbing in his hand as he watches his friend ejaculate before the excited women. The feeling of doing something so filthy and explicit while the women close to them watch is overwhelming.
The girls never realized what a man Kian has become until this moment. They'll never look at him the same way again.
Karen coos as Kian wrings the last of the spunk from his cock.
His cock is worn and his balls are completely emptied after the power with which he ejaculated in front of them.
The women’s focus switches to Corey.
Corey is really feeing the pressure. He’s never deliberately masturbated in front of these women he's so close to and can’t quite comprehend how he’s come to this point.
He's filled with shame stroking himself in front of the clothed girls and guys. This turns him on more than he ever dreamed it could.
Karen is mesmerized by the way his firm young balls bounce and how he pumps his eager dick.
She looks at him with authority and a deep desire to take hold of his manhood.
She snatches his cock and tugs it excitedly feeling the smooth throbbing flesh in her hand.
It's a new kind of excitement showing to everyone how she has control of his cock.
Corey is now feeling totally humiliated at being tossed off by his fiancée in full view of his nearest and dearest.
They watch how she skilfully manipulates his member and takes her time enjoying his fully naked body.
He can barely control himself. He's going to cum at any second, but Karen keeps him in check squeezing his shaft tightly in her fist.
Her fingers slide down the length of his erection and she looks up at him kindly giving him permission to climax as she knows he so dearly wants to.
“Cum for us,” she demands, having brought him effortlessly to the brink of orgasm.
Wracked with a desperate need to empty his balls, Corey wanks as if his life depended on it.
Knowing all the women's eyes are on him as he strokes his cock and that they will always look at him with this new knowledge drives him into a frenzy.
Karen wills him to cum for them all.
He can feel his balls are full and ready to add to the sticky cocktail the women are gathering.
Amanda is amazed by how large and excited his cock has become.
Corey lowers his cock down and into the glass…
…just in time to for his spunk to gush out.
“That’s my boy!”
“I knew you had it in you, I’m so proud.”
“Well done darling, now drink up!”
“But… but,” Corey stammers.
“Enough. Just drink the damn drink and then you and I can discover how much more of a man you are later.”
On a promise Corey reluctantly takes the chalice from Amanda.
The heady aroma of the combined semen deposits fills Corey’s nostrils.
Kian can’t bring himself to look as his cousin quaffs back the freshly produced cocktail.
She makes him tip the glass back so he must swallow all of the contents.
To whoops and applause Corey wolfs back the remains of the glass.
He feels the thick mixture trickle down his throat.
Much to his embarrassment, he can hear the uproarious laughter of everyone around him as he stands there naked having been made to drink all the men's semen.
He knows that truly no one in the family will be able to look at him the same again now that he's debased himself so thoroughly in these perverted games. He'll have to simply live like this from now on.
The weekend seems to have flown by. It seems that Pierre has only just arrived and yet here they are at the station preparing to wish him bon voyage. No one could have imagined how much this exchange student could have changed their lives forever.
“Thank you so much Sophie …”
“for having me to stay.”
“It was our pleasure,” Sophie says sincerely.
“We all had a great time and learned a great deal from you. Didn’t we Kian?”
“Er, yeah.”
“Cheers mate,” says Kian extending his hand for Pierre to shake.
“See you soon then.”
Pierre plants an appreciative kiss on Kian’s cheek, much to his obvious discomfort.
He then hugs Sophie.
Sophie hugs him back and is reluctant to let go. Having Pierre to stay has proven to be a life changing experience and one which she's intends on making last as long as she can.
She can't imagine things ever going back to the mundane way they were before.
Eventually Pierre pulls away.
“I must go now.”
“Thank you for everything.”
“Au revoir.”
Sophie is desperately sad to see Pierre leaving. She’s learned so much from him and would’ve liked to have learned more. But as they say in France: C’est la vie.
Later on that day Sophie sits her nephew down as she has something to share with him. “I’ve been thinking about what Pierre said …”
“and I think it is good idea to have you masturbated on a daily basis.”
“But Auntie.”
“But Auntie nothing!”
The look from Aunt Sophie is enough to tell Kian that she means business and that there’s no point in arguing the toss. “...So if you could take your clothes off then we begin,” she urges him.
Somehow, with just his auntie here, this is even more embarrassing and more intense even than the night he, Pierre and Corey wanked for all the women.
Kian is not comfortable with the sudden attention his auntie is paying him.
He feels like a perverted boy who must have his wild urges kept under close control.
His heart beat increases as he removes his clothing.
Sophie is quietly confident that by adopting this as a daily routine it will help keep Kian on the straight and narrow.
As he slips the trousers down his legs she wonders what other of societies ills could be helped by this simple procedure.
Someone once suggested that the Hoodie situation could be helped by simply giving them a hug...
... Imagine what controlled masturbation could do to help matters.
"Come on," she hurries him, "You are going to do this and the sooner you get on with it and stop pussy-footying around the sooner I can get our supper on."
Supper is the last thing on Kian's mind. Ever since he's lived with Auntie he's spent a great deal of time trying to sneak a wank in whenever he could but always making sure that Aunt Sophie would never catch him.
...but now he's supposed to strip off and knock one out right here in front of her. Pierre has a lot to answer for.
"Oh bollocks," thinks Kian, as he whips off his underwear, "there's still the return leg where I have to go stay with Pierre. If he's like that here what's it going to be like over there?"
“Go on, start wanking.”
Kian gulps as he realises exactly what he's about to do. It didn't seem so strange in the alcohol fueled display last night but now stone-cold sober it's an entirely different prospect.
Kian is so intensely aware of being fully naked in front of her, the way her eyes scan over his body and the awkward way he strokes himself.
His penis stiffens as he knows his progress is being judged and monitored, his burning sexual desires kept firmly in check.
Kian is so wrapped up in wanking before her that he doesn't hear the rattle of the key in the front door.
The door opens silently.
"Oh!"
Kian is mortified to be caught here fully naked pleasuring himself. There can be nothing more embarrassing than being caught with your hard cock in your hand!
Kian is a clever, promising young man who has never fulfilled his full potential. Too much nervous energy and aggressive behaviour. Sophie's found the perfect method to deal with him and ensure that he's kept under control. He may be terrified standing fully naked before her while he exhibits his uncontrollable sexual desires, but Sophie maintains complete control even with unexpected guests walking through the door.
“Hi. I was looking for Corey. I’ll come back if you’re busy.”
“Not at all Karen. I was just giving Kian his daily release.”
“Of course. Do you think I should be doing the same thing with Corey?”
“Absolutely. In fact this would be an ideal time for you to learn how to take control of Corey.”
“You think?”
“Definitely, why don’t you take over?”
Karen looks at the fully naked man in his extreme state of arousal, unable to control his own beastly urges and desperately needing a woman to take control of him.
She looks down at his youthful cock.
“Sophie, shall I start?” asks Karen taking him in hand.
“Remember you’re the boss …” replies Sophie.
“… this is all about taking control …”
“…they’re all similar beasts and once you learn to control one you’ll find you can control any of them.”
Karen strokes his achingly hard cock back and forth only thinking about her own pleasure as she enjoys his young body.
“Excellent! – my Corey should prove no problem for you. And Kian seems to like what you’re doing.”
Kian stands petrified and wholly consumed by the awkwardness of the situation.
The women’s glaring eyes only adding to the intensity of his embarrassment.
She's fully in charge and scrutinizes his every reaction to her tugging.
Karen examines his penis closely noting the differences between his and her fiancee’s.
The wank is interrupted by the sound of Sophie’s mobile ringtone.
“I better get that,” says Sophie excusing herself.
“Don’t mind me, please carry on.”
She squeezes his cock hard, feeling the pulsing of it in her fist.
It's incredibly obvious how much this boy NEEDS to get off, but he can only do it when she allows him to.
“What! Oh no. How? … Thank you for letting me know.”
“Karen. Stop. Stop Now. Right Now!”
“What is it?”
Sophie sits with her head in her hands.
Something’s obviously upset her but not enough for Kian to care. He’s got the overwhelming desire to cum now and so pumps his cock for all its worth.
The women are surprised by the power with which the boy grabs his cock and wildly jerks himself off.
His teenage spunk flies everywhere before the women can say a word to stop him.
“What is it Sophie?”
“That phone call ….”
“well, that was the school…”
“Yes …”
“They’ve just rung to apologise for Pierre’s absence this weekend. Apparently his coach got caught up in the latest round of strike blockades.”
“You mean …”
“Yes … ” confirms Sophie.
“… Pierre never got on the train!”
As the meaning of her words hits Kian he feels a lurch in his stomach like his world has been turned on its head.
He’s crushed by the shame of it all. Tricked into wanking in front of those nearest to him. Oh god. The leapfrog!
Sophie breaks the silence, “Well whoever he actually was …”
“… his ideas made a lot of sense.”
“So from now on all men in the house must be naked at all times!”
The women stare up at him grinning and confident.
Kian has a trembling feeling inside standing here naked before these two women realizing that things really will never be the same.
