Bald Knob Beach

By Steam Train
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Copyright 2026 by Steam Train, all rights reserved

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This fictional work of fantasy is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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Bald Knob Beach
by Steam Train

For the first time since I was a toddler, I was spending this summer with my Aunt Liz and Uncle Bob and their kids, Brian who will turn thirteen next month and his twin sister Grace and younger eleven year old sister Molly. They lived at Bald Knob which is located down in the far south of the east coast and I, now being fourteen years of age, had been trusted by my parents to fly on my own across from my home on the west coast. My eleven year old sister Alice was disappointed that she was not allowed to travel with me, my parents having told her that she had to wait until she was legally old enough to travel alone at fourteen. Alice had argued that girls aged eleven were more mature and grown up than boys aged fourteen, so she should be allowed to come with me, but my parents, especially my mother didn’t agree.

Bald Knob beach was the local beach where my cousins regularly swam, their home actually backed onto the beach, giving them direct access through a gate at the end of their back yard. The town and beach gets its name from the large granite outcrop rising behind the town that clearly stands out from the surrounding landscape. Bald Knob is a gated community and my aunt and uncles property is one of the most exclusive locations in the town. Uncle Bob and Aunt Liz have done well in business and they owned Prescott Motors over in adjoining Tallahatchie City. The beach is unique in this region not just because of the spectacular granite outcrop, but also because of the gated communities special nudity rule that the Bald Knob Sheriffs Department enforces to curb anti social juvenile male behaviour on the beach. The rule applies to all boys on the beach regardless of age who have not entered puberty or lack pubic hair. For boys who fit into this category, it is compulsory to remain naked during their stay on the beach and to curb anti social behaviour, only associate with boys who fall into the same category whilst on the beach.

The day after my arrival my three cousins and I we’re making plans to go down to the beach when my aunt overheard and explained to me the beach nudity rules. I could feel my cheeks blushing and Grace and Molly both giggled at my shocked reaction. Grace and Molly however we’re soon looking very disappointed when I hastily confessed to my aunt and cousins that I had pubes and so the nudity rule didn’t apply to me! I noticed soon after my confession that Molly was texting someone. I hope it was not to my sister back home informing her that I had admitted I had pubes. My sister Alice and Molly are of similar ages and regularly text each other. I know my sister would be over the moon if she receiving such personal information about me, that she might be able to use in our ongoing power struggle for dominance over each other.

When I went back to the bedroom I was sharing with Brian, I said to him that I was ever so relieved that at thirteen I would not have to go naked at the beach, but I was taken aback when Brian said he was upset at not being able to enjoy time at the beach with me. When I questioned what he meant, he pointed out that due to the beach rules regarding boys with pubes, I would only be able to spend time with Grace and Molly or other boys wearing swim trunks, but not with him, as he hadn’t grown any pubes yet.

I said I wished there was something I could do to alter that situation and expressed my sympathy to him, whilst lamented being stuck for the whole holidays with his annoying sisters.

I was surprised when Brian said that there was something I could do to alter the situation.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“All we need to do is remove those pubic hairs you said you have started growing down there, then as a baldy you will be like me and we can spend our time at the beach together!”

“What! Don’t be silly, Brian. I’m fourteen, I wont agree to that!” I quickly replied.

“Max I really think you need to do this, otherwise for the whole holiday you and I won’t be allowed to socialise while on the beach and that’s where most of the time is spent. Please try to not be so shy and modest about this, as once you’re nice and bald down there, there wont be a problem!”

“There will be a problem! I can’t be bald again! I’ve only just got them, it was bad enough being a baldy at thirteen and besides, it’s not just about looking bald to suit the beach rules. I’ve told your mother I have pubes, how do I explain my baldness to her when she sees I’m bald? Even worse, what if she tells my mother or my sister finds out from your sisters what I look like naked or worse still, they actually see a picture of me naked! My parents and Alice will think I have been telling lies about being a mature big boy. As well as all that, there is also the guys at school when I return after these holidays. In the showers after gym, if they see that I’m bald down there, they will start asking questions about where my pubes have gone?” I said in a panicked voice.

“I will explain to my mother that you were embarrassed about being nude and a late developer, so in panic you made up the ‘I have pubes story’ because you are not used to being seen naked. She will understand that. As to the the guys at school, just give a plausible excuse as to why you are now bald, like your hairless because you’re doing competitive swimming, which you are. Lots of swimmers shave down there. That way you won’t stand much chance of getting teased.” suggested Brian.

“Brian! I’m a fourteen year old teenager, my parents know I have started puberty, my sister knows I have started puberty, I can’t have a bald dick! It’s my symbol of my maturity. If they find out I don’t have pubes I could suffer a loss of status at home and besides, I don’t yet have a real big dick and ballsack, if I’m bald, I won’t look like a thirteen year old! Can you understand why I can’t do this?”

“Of course I can understand your feelings, but have your parents and Alice actually seen that you’ve started puberty or are they just assuming? Brian asked.

“Assuming, but…. “

“That’s good then, as they don’t really know what you look like naked. I want to spend the time on the beach with you. I think you want to spend the time with me, not my sisters and the more developed boys, so loosing your pubes is a small price to pay for having fun the whole time your here and I don’t think that you still being a baldy will change much with your parent.

“Maybe not with my parents but you don’t have to live with Alice! If she found out I am a baldy she would be sure to use that information against me!”

“Maybe, maybe not, I don’t know Alice very well, but surely it’s worth the chance to get to spend the whole holidays together on the beach. The fact that you’ve still got a smallish dick and ballsack will mean that when you’re bald and thus naked, you will fit in almost unnoticed on the beach.” mused Brian.

“No I wont, I’m thirteen! I am a teenager! I’m not a little boy, I won’t fit in unnoticed!”

“Max, I have gone to the beach naked all my life, trust me if you still have a little boys sized dick and balls you will hardly be noticed, but you need to loose your pubic hairs for this to happen!” responded Brian.

“Brian, this is a ridiculous idea, I would be so embarrassed to be seen naked even by you with or without pubes, let alone seen naked by your family or even worse in public.”

Brian started laughing at my comment. “You embarrassed? Are you that modest? You might be aged thirteen, but you will soon get used to being naked. You need to understand how it actually works when you’re naked at the beach. Its actually a lot more fun when you’re considered a little boy, you can get away with a lot more than the older boys can. By your own description of your junk, you can easily look like a little boy if you loose your pubes! Why anyway do you want to grow up so fast? I don’t!“

“Because I don’t want to look like a little boy. Please let me keep my pubes? I will make it up to you for not being with you on the beach and suffer being stuck with Grace and Molly.”

“No, your pubes have to come off, these holidays are long and to enjoy them with me and the other naked guys who come regularly to the beach you need to be bald. Now stop objecting and strip, so I can shave you bald!”

“Please Brian, It’s embarrassing and humiliating to strip naked in front of you.”

“Enough! You can’t spend the whole of these holidays moping around not enjoying the beach with us guys. No more arguments or excuses Max, strip!” Brian demanded.

I was wearing one of my favourite white designer labelled t-shirt and navy blue designer sports shorts, accompanied by red, blue and white designer trainers on on my feet.

“Everything? I nervously asked, my mind in raging turmoil as I reluctantly gave in to my cousins stronger personality and humiliating demand.

“Yes, I need you to take everything off, it makes it easier for me to get started making you a baldy and then you will be bare naked and ready to go straight out the back gate to the beach!” informed Brian.

"This is so embarrassing!" I nervously stated in a shocked voice. My heart began to seriously pound and I could feel my body sweating as I began to slowly take off my trendy trainers, then my designer labeled white socks, followed by my designer t-shirt.

"You know that since I was six or seven years old, I have never been more naked than wearing a swimming costume in public or boxers in private. No ones seen me naked not even my mom or dad for years and now you’re going too!”

"No way!" chuckled Brian. “Obviously my parents and my sisters see me naked all the time, but I also get to see both my sisters naked from time to time. Soon a lot of Bald Knob is going to be seeing you naked!

“You see your sisters naked!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah, Mum often has the three of us naked together when she decides we need a bath not a shower. It happens so regularly that neither Grace or Molly seem to care too much. Don’t mention to Grace that I told you this, but despite her nearly being thirteen like me, she is less into puberty than Molly who is only eleven years old like your sister Alice but well into puberty.”

“Wow! I never see my sister naked. She is always trying to get to see me naked, insisting that girls must maintain their modesty under all circumstances but that boys don’t need to have such high levels of modesty. She regularly tells me how girls should be in charge even if younger than the boy. Saying that girls mature a lot faster than boys, physically, emotionally and intellectually!”

“Do you have never seen Alice naked?” Brian asked.

“I haven’t seen Alice naked since she was a toddler, but I have noticed given the recent bulges on her chest that she seems to have started puberty and is developing breasts.“

Brian suggested with a giggle, “Maybe when you get home you should suggest sharing baths with Alice! Now getting back to task, keep undressing Max, we haven’t got all morning.”

“Brian, I don’t think I can do this. I want to keep my pubes so I don’t look like a little boy. I don’t want to loose my status! I don’t want be demoted in the eyes of your sisters and your parents as well as my parents if I’m bald! I don’t want to be teased at school! And I especially don’t want my sister Alice finding out that I’m a baldy! I said, pleading all the reasons I could think of at that moment. With my t-shirt removed I imagined that it would be obvious to Brian that I was not very far into puberty for a boy of my age. There was no sign of any pit hair under my arms and my chest and belly were smooth and hairless.

“Max, stop making up excuses, remove your trainers, shorts and underwear so we can get on with making you bald, you’re stalling and wasting time. I want to get going to the beach.” responded Brian ignoring my pleather of pleas.

I could feel my hands shaking as I nervously pulled my elasticised sports shorts down my hairless legs leaving myself standing in front of Brian in just my black silky boxers.

“Please Brian, I really can’t do this, I don’t want to take my boxers off” I whimpered, as I could feel my face turning redder and redder.

“Here, let me help you.” Brian offered. “Looks like you’re getting a bit excited, by that little bulge in the front of your boxers?" he stated, unable to stop a grin from appearing "I'm guessing that despite your embarrassment, you've got a boner.”

“Err … it just happens from time to time, I can’t control it happening.”

“Yeah, I know, I too am a boy you know! Brian responded with a smirk. “Mom didn’t mention this to you, but if a naked boy gets a boner on the beach, by the special rule covering public erections, the boy is expected to quickly get rid of it.

"What exactly is this special rule?” I asked my voice cracking under this additional strain.

"Well” Brian explained, "As you know Bald Knob mandates that all boys on the beach, regardless of age who have not entered puberty or lack pubic hair must remain naked during their stay on the beach to control anti social behaviour. The Sheriff’s Department considers an erection in public as a serious offence against the beach anti social rules, because if boys were allowed to go around with an unchecked erection, it would be offensive to all females and could lead to girls getting molested. The punishment for anti social behaviour on the beach is a public spanking on the beach of 5 heavy strokes on your bare bottom with a punishment paddle. It's really only used as a final deterrent.

“Final deterrent?” I asked.

“The Sheriff’s Department would prefer that you get rid of your boner by jerking off and not with a public spanking.” continued Brian.

“Really!”

“Yes, if you don’t jerk it off immediately, anyone can complain to the Sheriffs and you're going to be in for a very public spanking. However under the rule, a boy can prove that it is a natural reaction and not anti social behaviour, if he makes his boner disappear quickly by masturbating." Brian explained. “Now I think it's time I remove your boxers, seeing that you don’t seem to be able to do it!” he said with a grin and an obvious sense of anticipation as I moved my hands to the waist band of my boxers to stop Brian from doing it.

"Please, Brian, don't!" I cried out "I ... I don't want you to strip me naked and make me bald! Please! This is so... embarrassing!"

"Aww, such a nice polite but nervous plea cousin, but it’s far too late" said Brian as he reached for my boxers and ordered, “Move your hands Max!”

As I slowly and very reluctantly released my grip, Brian grabbed the waistband of my black silk boxers and began pulling them down.

I tensed and wailed "No, no, no, please, no, no!" as Brian slowly made me naked in front of himself.

He didn’t stop totally pulling them down, but he did pause momentarily, pulled the front of my boxers out a bit, leant over to have a look all the way down inside at my most private boy parts and commented, “Such a cute little growth of pubes!”

My humiliation was matched by Brians obvious excitement as he resumed slowly pulling down my boxers.

“Oh god!” I groaned.

Brian paused momentarily as my sparse ring of pubic hairs came fully into view above my dick, but after a moment to take in his first view of my treasured pubes, he continued pulling my boxers down until my boner sprang up into view and my boxers dropped done to around my ankles.

“Step out of your boxers!” Brian ordered, as he took a good close look at my newly exposed pubes and genitals.

I really don’t have that much pubic hair yet and what I did have is sparse, but what I do have is what makes me look like a teenager. My dick, it’s not tiny, but it’s still small and thin for my thirteen years of age. Likewise my balls are only hanging slightly and are not yet very plump. All that really makes me look more mature is my little sparse ring of pubic hairs that I have only recently started growing around my dick. I know I still have a very youthful face and if Brian makes me bald by removing my pubes, I will look much younger than my age.

“Well Max, I see what you mean, you may be fourteen, but once your bald, your groin is going to have the look of a twelve or even an eleven year old stamped all over it!”

“I don’t want to look like an eleven year old boy Brian, please don’t make me a baldy again!” I again pleaded , but Brian ignored my desperate pathetic plea.

“Hands on your head. …. NOW!” he ordered.

I hesitated for a few seconds but then reluctantly did as ordered. I looked over his head so that I didn’t have to watch my precious growth of newly grown pubes disappear as Brian reduces me to look like a bald little boy again.

Without wasting any more time, Brian left the bedroom and returns soon after with scissors, disposable razor, shaving cream and a moist washcloth. He sat on his bed and pulled me close to him, then began methodically cutting away my thin sparse ring of pubes with the scissors. As I didn’t have many, it did not take long for him stop snipping. Despite not wanting to look, I glanced down and noticed that my precious pubes have quickly been reduced to stubble, the remnants of my pubes scattered sparsely around my feet. He then sprays some shaving cream into the palm of his right hand and spreads it over my pubic stubble and proceeds to run the razor back and forth, brushes the razor against the washcloth, then moves it up and down, then after another brush against the washcloth, he shaves back and forth again, making sure to get every single hair of my sparse little ring of pubes. Once done, Brian put the razor down and just stares at my newly bald dick.

“Oh my God!” I exclaim. “What have I let you do?” I exclaim with numb shock, humiliation and embarrassment as I look down at the bald lily white skin between my legs. To me, my genitals actually look even smaller, just like a little boys!

“Perfect, now you and I can have naked fun together at the beach, as you look really do look like an eleven year old now.” muses Brian.

I can feel the moisture in the corners of my eyes and the renewed crimson blush of my face as his comments about how I look now that I am a baldy again, sinks in!

Brian then takes the moist washcloth and proceeds to wipe around my bald groin, removing any remaining blotches of shaving cream and doing a final check by rubbing his fingers over the now smooth skin of my newly bald groin, causing my boner to pulse erratically.

I unconsciously gasp at his touch and exclaim, “You shouldn’t be touching me there like that!”

Brian smiles but says nothing as he ignores my protest. It’s as if he considers it perfectly okay to touch what had been up to this moment my most private body parts. “Now, lets go get some towels, inform my mom and round up my sisters so we can head off to the beach.” he suggests.

“Brian, wait, I’m not comfortable with people seeing me naked, especially with my bald dick and boner!”

“I know from plenty of experience that you will soon get used to being naked in public, but you do need to jerk off that stiffy, right now whilst I strip off.” says Brian as he begins to strip naked, revealing that he like me is only at the beginning of puberty. His penis is already longer and slightly thicker than mine but still boyish in appearance. He has no pubic hair but he doesn’t seem to be ashamed at all with being a twelve year old baldy. As you can now see Max, you and I now look very similar down there now that your also a baldy!” Brian exclaims.

I could feel the heat from my blushing face and chest as I protest, “I … I can't do that in front of you let alone in public on the beach!"

"Well that's up to you I guess, but if mom sees you with a boner she won’t let you go to the beach and get into trouble until you get rid of it. From my own personal experience, she will probably make you jerk off in front of my sisters. She has often made me do it with them watching. The last thing you want is a public spanking. Not just because of your own suffering and humiliation but also because of my mother and father’s and our family’s embarrassment when their nephew and cousin is hauled up for a public spanking!" informed Brian.

“I hadn't thought of that … I guess it is very important that I don’t jeopardise your family’s standing here in the local community. I would hate to be the reason for that occurring.”

“So you can see that the option of jerking yourself back to normal is the preferred option by a long way, as it visibly shows that you weren't doing it on purpose and that you are doing all that you can to stop it happening. There is absolutely no shame here in Bald Knob with openly jerking off. It lets everyone see that you meant no harm.“ explained Brian.

"Ok … I understand … but …” I said looking down at my still erect dick.

“You had better start doing it soon or else I'll think you aren't serious. I’ll go get the towels while you do it , to save time.” offered Brian.

As soon as Brian left me alone in the bedroom, I put my hand around my dick and started moving it up and down, quickly increasing my speed. I closed my eyes as I concentrated on the task. When I opened my eyes again, as I rapidly approached ejaculation, there was Brian standing in the doorway with a noticeable smirk, as he became the first person to see me doing such an intimate thing.

I was too far gone to stop, my breathing got faster and faster and it didn't take much longer before the building pressure became too much and as I curled up my toes and moaned, I exploded one, then two then three shots of clear watery cum before diminishing to an oozing dribble. Almost immediately my boner began drooping and soon my dick was flaccid.

"There that wasn’t so hard was it. We all do it, it just takes a bit of getting used too, jerking off in public." Brian said.

Feeling really embarrassed, standing there in front of Brian after doing what I had just done, I desperately said to Brian, without thinking about the consequences, “Let’s get going to the beach.”

“Sure thing, let’s go tell my mother that we’re off to the beach and get my sisters.” responded Brian enthusiastically.

The dreaded thought of being seen naked with my new bald look by Aunty Liz, Grace and Molly sent a searing burst of fear and apprehension coursing through my body.

When Brian and I walked into the family room, Brian leading with me lagging behind, only Aunt Liz was there, reading a novel. I caught a look of real surprise on my aunties face as she noticed my nakedness and then a short moment later my lack of pubic hair.

“We’re off to the beach Mom, as soon as I round up Grace and Molly.”

“Ok but be back by twelve thirty for lunch please.” Aunt Liz responded. Then addressing me she stated, “You have a nice smooth and firm body Max, but I thought you said you had pubes and would have to wear swim shorts at the beach?”

“Umm … err …” I stuttered before Brian came to my rescue.

“Max was embarrassed about being seen nude, he’s a late developer and not used to being naked in public back west. So in panic he made up the story about having pubes. However once he realised that I would also be naked and that he would not be able to hang out with me on the beach if he wore swim trunks, he decided to not lie and break the rules, but instead to get naked.”

“I see, well I am glad you decided to tell the truth and not try to deceive me and everyone else at the beach Max. If your lie had got caught out, it would have been a very embarrassing situation for your uncle and I and your cousins to publicly suffer if you, a close member of our family, had been hauled up to receive a shameful public spanking.” lectured Aunt Liz.

As Aunt Liz spoke to me I moved both my hands over my groin, covering up my private parts.

“Move your hands Max, no covering up is allowed for naked boys here in Bald Knob!” my aunt ordered.

“That’s correct Max, you need to move your hands away and don’t attempt to cover up at the beach. If you do, you will fall foul of the patrolling sheriffs deputies!” reiterated Brian.

At that very moment, Grace and Molly entered the family room. To prevent them from seeing what had previously been my most private boy parts actually looked like naked, I quickly went to cover up again or started to, even though it was probably too late as they had almost certainly seen the bald expanse between my legs as they entered. I stopped myself from doing so at my aunts forceful reminder, “Remember, no covering up Max!”.

Though I was fourteen and in my mind almost grown up, I was rapidly being forced to realise that I was going to be treated very differently from now on by my return to looking like a little boy.

“Well, well!” Molly exclaimed, “For a fourteen year old teenager, your body is not very developed!”.

“Yes .. I thought you said you had pubes!” questioned Grace. The look of shock in her statement showing she was searching for words to adequately express her surprise at how undeveloped I really looked!

Brian had to explain to his sisters all over again, how I was initially embarrassed about being a late developer and seen nude, as I was not used to being naked back west and thus, I had made up the pubes story. Adding the embarrassing comment to his sisters, “Max might be our oldest cousin, but as you can see, he is really a little boy not a young man!”.

“He is, isn’t he!” Grace exclaimed. “I had assumed that because he is older than me, he would be more developed, but I guess we all know that boys develop and mature much later than girls!”

After that comment, I very nearly let Grace know what I now knew about her lack of development, but I bit my lip as I didn’t want to get Brian into any trouble.

“Max’s lack of development is a real surprise to me! I bet it will also be to Alice when I tell her!” said Molly.

I am sure my blushing cheeks turned instantly pale with the news Molly was going to tell my sister what I looked like bare naked! I glanced over at Aunt Liz, my eyes pleading for her to prevent this happening, but instead I got a response I was not expecting.

“Molly go get my phone off the charger in my bedroom, now is the perfect opportunity to take a group cousin’s photo to send it to my sister and I will copy you in as well, so you can forward to Alice.”

I looked in shock at Brian, hoping for support in preventing my sister seeing a nude picture of me, but he just shrugged in acceptance and said nothing.

Whilst Molly was fetching her mothers mobile phone, Grace commented to her brother, “Wow Brian, Max’s junk doesn’t look any bigger than yours!”

“Yeah, he’s twenty months older than me, but there is not very much difference is there.” Brian responded.

I could feel myself blushing anew at these comments about my lack manhood and lowered my head towards the ground in shame, humiliation and embarrassment. My reputation as the mature oldest first cousin had surely taken a massive demolition!

"Max sure looks embarrassed about being naked, look how much he's blushing." said Molly as she returned with the mobile phone.

"Yeah he is, isn’t he and he looks like he might even cry!” said Grace, causing as the two girls to giggle.

Grace was correct, I was close to breaking down and crying due to my humiliation, embarrassment and shame.

As Aunt Liz positioned us all for the taking of the group cousins photo, my humiliation, embarrassment and shame was sidetracked by Grace and Molly, dressed in their skimpy string bikinis, being moving in very close beside me, so close in fact that the bare skin of our arms were touching. Grace was positioned on my right and Molly on my left. Brian was positioned by his mother on Mollys left. As Brian had hinted, nearly thirteen year old Grace, in her tiny hot pink string bikini, revealed few signs of puberty, whereas the younger eleven year old Molly in an equally skimpy sky blue string bikini, was clearly showing the obvious curves and bulges associated with the onset of puberty.

Grace looked more hesitant and embarrassed than Molly due to our close contact. Grace was skinny and her face was girlish but not unattractive. I had already noticed that she was a happy soul, often laughing and giggling like a little girl, which according to Brian, she still was. She looked awkward and boyish in her string bikini. Her body was fascinating close up. She had long, straight blonde hair and she was only slightly taller than Molly. She was not showing hardly any sign of breast development. Her chest was almost flat and the little triangles of fabric that made up her bikini top were hanging loosely, standing close up next to her, I could glance down inside those little triangles and make out her slightly puffy brown nipples. Between her legs, she had a definite thigh gap between her skinny thighs. Her tight fitting bikini bottom highlighted a firm pubic mound, which from Brian’s comments, I imagined was still bald and at the bottom of her fabric covered mound, I could make out the camel toe impression of her immature labia lips.

Turning my head to the left, I could examine Molly. Like her sister she also had long blonde hair around a face that was very pretty, especially when she smiled. She was not quite as tall as Grace but her curvy mature looking body covered only by her tiny string bikini really showed off her bare hips and clearly revealed that she had a well developed chest for an eleven year old. She needed no padding, her already ample breasts almost spilled right out of the very tiny fabric triangles of her bikini top. Her equally tight bikini bottom proved beyond doubt that she was also well developed down there as well. Molly must have had a full pubic bush and not shave as I could clearly see a few pubes fringing the sides of the tiny piece of fabric that made up her bikini bottom. Those pubes stood out clearly, as they were course and much darker than the blonde hair on her head. Despite only being eleven, I found myself admiring how hot my cousins body already was and left me wondering if my sister Alice also looked similar!

After the trauma of the group family photos was over, the moment of my public doom arrived, everyone on Bald Knob beach was about to see my naked body highlighted by my return to a totally bald little boy look. However my embarrassment and humiliation in front of my cousins and my Aunty was not yet over!

“Max, your skin is very pale, you obviously don’t allow your body to get much sun back home in the west. Grace please get the sunscreen so that Max’s skin can be well protected when at the beach” said Aunt Liz.

Grace was soon back with the tube but instead of handing it to me she ordered, “Turn around so I can cover your back!”

“Err … err I can do that” I nervously exclaimed, not wanting my cousin to touch me.

“Nonsense Max, you can’t reach your back, let Grace do it.” stated Aunt Liz.

I reluctantly turned and soon Grace’s smooth hands were roaming across my neck and back and finally my bottom, even into my bum crack and I received a jolt, like an electric shock when her fingers briefly touched the back of my ballsack.

“Turn around Max and I will do your front” ordered Grace.

“I can reach my front, I’ll do it!”

“I’ve still got sun cream on my hands, let’s not waist it, I will do your front as well, it will save time and be easier.” Grace responded.

I glanced at Aunt Liz, but she said nothing and just smiled back at me.

Grace taking her mothers reaction as tacit approval, used her other hand to gently turn me to face her.

Soon her hands were all over my chest, face, legs and finally my groin. I gasped aloud at her first touch and I began a desperate battle not to get a boner at my cousins touch. Thankfully Grace’s hands did not linger long on my groin, her mother was watching, so she kept her actions very restrained. The smirk on her face told the story of her feelings. I was no longer her older, mature cousin, she now saw me as her inferior little bald cousin.

Grace was now the second of my cousins to have felt me up! I had no doubt Molly would be queuing up to be the third! If my sister Alice saw the naked photos of me and found out from Molly that she had not just seen me naked but been able feel me up, I knew for certain that Alice’s attempts to dominate me, would be greatly incentivised.

That trauma over, my mind was soon filled with thoughts of trepidation, nervousness, humiliation and embarrassment all at the same time as I contemplated the nightmarish prospect of being totally naked and exposed on the beach! Trying not to show how I really felt, I stuck my shoulders back, chest out and walked out of the back door, across the back yard and through the gate to the beach. After a very short walk through some thick low level scrub I came to the sand and was met by the staring gaze of groups of eager girls and boys and the curious but not so interested looks of adults. To me it seemed that all of girls and boys who had seen me were reveling in my humiliating exposure, excited at seeing a new naked boy on the beach. I tried to kept my gaze toward the sand or the water and not glance at those looking at me, however I could feel my breathing becoming shallow and erratic, I felt lightheaded and my feet became heavy as if they were being held down by some magical force. I wanted to stop and turn in my tracks, to go back to the relative safety of my aunt and uncles house, but I knew that wasn’t a viable option and that I had to persevere.

Grace and Molly choose where we were going to set up and leave our towels, close to a group of mainly girls and a few boys that my three cousins obviously knew. One of the girls in the group quickly noticed me, a new boy who she didn’t know and was soon covering her mouth commenting and pointing me out to the group. One of the boys who was naked asked Brian who I was and how old I was.

Brian quickly told him all about me and that resulted in a barrage of humiliating remarks: “I didn’t think a fourteen year old boy,would still that small and hairless!” “What a cute little boy!” “Wow! Fourteen and still a baldy!” “He’s small for his age!” “Aw, isn’t he cute!” “Look how much he’s blushing with embarrassment!” “I wonder if this is the first time he’s been naked in public?” “Whoa, I saw his asshole when he bent over!” “Hah hah … such a great feeling to see another boy forced to strip naked!” “He looks like he’s about to cry!” “His dick is a bit disappointing for his age!” “It’s so small and bald isn’t it!” These comments were accompanied by a chorus of laughing, intermittently interrupted by high-fiving.

I felt my face burn with shame. I kept staring at the sand throughout their jeers and taunts. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I took in all the comments that the girls and boys in the group said about me. I let out an audible groan and closed my eyes, trying to prevent the tears from escaping.

“Guys, don’t be so mean to my cousin, he can’t help it if he’s a late developer, let him enjoy the freedom of being a naked boy here at the beach.” Grace told the group in my defence.

I thought my humiliation and embarrassment would now subside due to Graces intervention and that things couldn’t get any worse, until one of the boys said, “Look, his dick has shrunk, you can hardly see it!”

My mind had been so pre-occupied with my naked exposure, that I hadn’t realized what had happen to my dick. I looked down and to my horror saw that my dick had actually retracted into my body as a result of the extreme nervousness, humiliation and embarrassment that I was experiencing. None of my shaft was visible, just a nub, with only the head of my dick being visible.

Everyone including my three cousins burst out laughing!

I instinctively covered up!

Molly immediately barked “No covering up is allowed!” Grace and Molly then came forward and pulled my arms away!”

A very attractive girl from the group then moved forward and looking directly into my eyes said, “I can tell by your profuse blushing and nervousness that this is your first time naked in public. She then reached out and boldly clutched my ball-sac in her fingers and then rolled my balls around while I squirmed. “How does it feel, having a girl, the sex whom you probably thought was inferior to you until today, literally having you by the balls?” she said with a laugh whilst giving my balls a good squeeze before letting go.

“I gasped and then pleaded “Please … don’t do that!”

“Marcia, stop touching Max!” demanded Grace.

“Your lucky day little boy!” boasted Marcia. “You should feel honoured that I took the time to give you a thrill, lots of older boys I know would like me to do that to them all the time. Unfortunately, I can’t risk touching you any more out here on the beach, the deputies are on patrol!”

Brian then brought things to an end, stating, “Well now that's all over with, are we just going to hang around here on the beach, or are we going to go swimming?”

So swimming we went. I was particularly glad to get in the water. It covered up my nakedness. Brian had swum naked for years, so he very comfortable and over the next hour, I also settled into a more comfortable acceptance of my naked situation. Soon I was happily playing games in the water with Brian, Grace and Molly.

After nearly two hours mucking about in the water, Brian said we should get going back to the house to have lunch. As I walked up the beach to my towel, Grace and Molly ran ahead, picked up all our towels and the four of us immediately headed off towards the house and through the gate, into the backyard of my aunt and uncles house.

I had survived my first excursion naked to Bald Knob beach. Back home I am considered a popular, mature and well-liked boy, but here at Bald Knob at my aunt and uncle’s house and at the adjoining beach, I have become nothing more than a naked little boy. Being fourteen years old, bald and looking like an eleven year old hadn’t helped to make my first time being naked in public easy, but I had survived!

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