Chapter 2

It had been a few days since Will had spied on his sister Ella masturbating and he found he could think about almost nothing else.

Will felt so many things when he thought of Ella now, a hot flush of shame at spying followed by a rush of blood to his cock at the memory of her naked body and the kinky things she’d done. Then he’d feel more shame and a flash of panic as he remembered his spunk arching across her body landing on her tits and face.

How had he gotten away with that? He really didn’t know, she should have chased him down and beaten him to a pulp or told on him to mum or oh god she could tell his friends! He felt yet another pulse of shame at that line of thinking which coincided with a hard throbbing of his dick.

Will was a little worried actually, he was starting to associate shame and humiliation with arousal.

He’d ran into Ella a few times since he’d filmed her and they had both blushed and retreated to their rooms. The strange thing was he always had such a hard on when he got there, he’d slump onto his bed and the taboo thoughts wouldn’t leave him alone. The only way he could get his erection down was to tug it and think of his cute big sis and what he would love to do to her.

What’s more since seeing her performance with the pegs and stinging nettles he was fascinated, what would it feel like to do such lewd things to his sex?

He’d had some fun with the clothes pegs the other day but they didn’t do much on his nipples other than to make him feel naughty. He’d put some on his foreskin and that was good but it meant he couldn’t wank his dick, also his helmet was too hard and slick to attach a peg.

Will did have a massive orgasm after he’d put pegs on his nipples and foreskin and stood naked in front of the full length mirror in his mums room.

He’d got the thought in his head he was going to walk upstairs like this to his sisters room and offer his body up as an apology. This got Will so excited he stayed up all night wanking, he must have cum 5 or 6 times!

Today was the day! He had it all planned out (so much as a boy of his age does plan), he’d arranged the time so he could go out and have a good couple of hours of fun before coming home to an empty house, in case he was walking funny or even just still in need of a wank.

It was mid April and everything was lush and green, the sun was out and it looked like a perfect day. Earlier in the week he’d located what he needed, he had a small cloth bag and a small blanket to sit on.

Will walked away from the house with excitement rising in his chest, it was about 10 minutes to the ally which he’d seen. Trotting down about halfway he came on the big thicket of nettle. Taking the bag and turning it inside out to make a kind of glove he began to pick nettles.

Shortly after will had a bag full and was on his way to the churchyard he had walked a dog that belonged to the a friend of his mums last summer.

The dog was called Russell but regularly got called Rascal because of its bad behaviour, will regularly had to chase Rascal over hedges into fields. This is how he’d found the secluded little spot under some hazel trees at the edge of the churchyard that was his destination today.

Arriving at the cemetery Will found it entirely empty and with his cock already straining at his shorts he hopped the fence lay the blanket down and began to strip. He wasn’t planning on it but the eroticism of being outdoors in nature where someone might see caused him to shed all of his clothes, not much really just tee shorts pants socks and shoes.

The soil was loamy under foot and the heat of the sun was cut through by a cooling breeze that felt amazing on his naked flesh, especially his throbbing cock.

Meanwhile just a five minute walk away Will’s mother Lillian sat in the kitchen of one of her oldest friends and they lamented the loss of her poor dog Russell. Lillian was a taller woman than her friend Susan about 5’8” with blonde hair and a gorgeous hourglass figure large boobs and wide hips but she still kept in shape so her waist was pretty small and she only had a little more tummy than she’d like. Lillian was dressed in a blue summer dress with white flowers on. She had a short bob haircut a heart shaped face, button nose and beautiful expressive green eyes. Lillian wasn’t a classic beauty nor supermodel but she definitely had the yummy mummy thing going on.

Lillian had wanted to tell her friend about her loneliness and desperate horniness since she’d been single for almost two years and hadn’t even had a fling or one night stand. But upon arriving and greeting her petit brunet friend she looked her up and down, Susan was a slim woman verging on thin with small but shapely boobs. Susan was only 5’ tall and had a slightly boyish face and fairly slim hips that would have made her mistaken for a boy from behind except for her lovely feminine and shapely bum.

Unfortunately Susan had recently lost her loyal hound Russell, he’d been hit by a car and the vet just couldn’t save him. Lillian had gone round to comfort her and lend a shoulder to cry on but she was surprised by quite how distraught Susan was.

He lay down and set his phone down in the patch of dappled sunshine propped against a tree root so he could watch and set the video he’d recorded of his sister playing. His cock was painfully hard as he saw through the crack in her bedroom door.

As Lillian walked away from towards home she thought about Susan’s dog Russell he was a cute dog really but prone to run off when he got the sent of something he liked. Lillian remembered the trouble they used to have in the churchyard at the end of the road. Russell would hop the fence and be off into the scrubby woodland, not to be seen for hours. Lillian stopped before crossing the road and decided she’d go take a walk round that old church for old times sake. Besides it was lovely at this time of year all full of wildflowers and shaded from the worst of the sun.

Will yanked his cock with wild abandon until his sister took out the ruler then he stopped. He repeated what he’d done the afternoon he made the video and slid his hand down his shaft from tip to base each time Ella brought the ruler down on her cunt and counted out loud the strokes. By the fifth crack of the ruler he was almost shouting the number while his phone rendered the squeals of his sister starkly loud in the balmy afternoon air.

As Lillian strolled round the church and grounds she admired the blossoms and their heady sent, it was almost like a dream how idyllic and quiet it was. Until she reached the far corner and from over the hedge she heard someone counting a man’s voice, louder and louder when he had reached 3 he was practically shouting and Lillian had got close enough to hear some slapping sounds followed by squealing and whimpering. By the time he reached 4 Lillian was sure she knew the voice by 5 she was desperately looking for the gap in the hedge where she could get through.

Will was just about to get to the best part of the video so he paused it and with hands trembling in excitement and heart thudding with sinful lust he prepared a sprig of nettle and lay back down with it held by the cloth bag dangling just above his swollen member.

He began to ever so gently brush just the tips of the leaves against his throbbing cock. The anticipation of stinging pain and itchy was thrilling. What actually happened was that with each brush of the nettle there was only a chance for a sting, sharp prickly pain followed by sore stinging. It was exquisite not knowing when the bristles would catch and sting, will would jump at the prickles and moan at the stinging after. Soon his foreskin down half his shaft was botched pink with the raised bobbles only nettles make and his gland felt amazing and sore and slightly like it does at the moment of cumming. This went on for a while as he looked from his cock to watching his sister doing the same thing to her tits on his phone.

This was how Lillian found her son, she’d finally found where to hop through the hedge and slipped of her shoes to get a better grip. On the other side the ground was loamy and soft under the trees but even so Lillian kept her eyes down so as to not step on any sharp sticks or prickly Holly leaves so when she reached the corner where a big oak grew she’d come quite quietly. When she went to skirt the oak she kept eyes on her footing and was utterly paralysed when she looked up!

There a few meters away was her son! Laying on his back completely naked with his slender frame flat and his head turned away from her towards his phone. Lillian was stood frozen looking down on Willis and all her thoughts were “not my son, can’t be, not my little Will, no not my son, surly not!” but as her eyes roamed his body the swimmers physic the toned chest his wavy blond hair same colour as hers and finally the face she knew so well it couldn’t be denied.