Growin up with the Martin Girls - Sex Stories

Growin up with the Martin Girls

... called out requests for us to fetch this or that, clear up dishes, move trash, etc. This caused there to be a constant moving around of the males, causing different sets of genitals to be displayed near different women at different times. May of the tasks the girls called out would require us males to bend over, facing away from the ladies, thus exposing our bottoms and our dangling testicles between our spread thighs. When done right, this action can stop the female conversation at the table, which is very fun for us boys. This was pretty normal to everyone except Tim, who was having a difficult time staying calm. He was blushing bright red when the table grew silent again. I looked to see all the women-folk's heads turned in his direction. Tim was holding a plate of burgers with both hands, his face was flush, and his naked penis was fully erect. There is an agreement among the Martin-clan males that when a male has an accidental erection, we all turn away and get busy with something else. The women-folk seem to have an agreement that when a male gets and erection, it's ok to stare blatantly. Go figure. Poor Tim was now fixed under the gaze of seven sets of female eyes as his penis throbbed and a drop of pre-come began to form at its tip, capturing the focused attention of the ladies. Aunt Ellen, the oldest and wisest of the clan, said in a warm and caring voice, "Why, Timothy, how nice of you to salute the lady's table so elegantly. We thank you for such a fine compliment ...

... and look forward to your performance." To which comment all the females suppressed giggles. My mom looked at her smug sister with venom in her eyes, but then she turned to her young husband and spoke. "Timothy, dear, please set the tray down on the bar counter, and then come here." Tim sheepishly put down the tray and approached the table. He put his hands in front of his groin, trying to hide himself from their view. "Honey," my mom said, "That's not necessary. Please put your hands at your sides, dear." Tim looked like a deer caught in the headlights, his face ashen now with embarrassment, but he put his hands down. "Good boy," said my mother. Aunt Ellen said, "Timothy, I know you are the newest member of our family, and please believe that we all love you and accept you as one of our own." All the girls around the table smiled and nodded vigorously, with many responses of "yes", and "that's right", and "we love you, Tim", coming from the league of daughters. Ellen smiled and said, "As you know, in the Martin family, our men take our family name, vow to obey their wives and submit to our discipline, and our men swim naked. We ladies know that when a man gets an erection, it is not his fault and he has done nothing wrong. On the other hand, we are women, and therefore are fascinated by male genitalia, especially when a man is aroused." She paused for effect, and there were again nods of approval and murmurs of agreement around the table. "So," Ellen continued, "when one of ...