Chapter 8: Just Reward

A few minutes later Tommy returned back from the kitchen. He had a tray with four tall glasses all filled with the dark amber liquid. Four because Tommy had gotten himself one too, having become a little parched from all the previous activities. He held out the tray to each one of the girls like a good waiter should and offered their liquid refreshment. That’s when he noticed the lotion in Shelly’s hand.

“Thanks Tommy.” Shelly said, taking the offered coke with her free hand. She took a sip then nodded her head back to the couch. “Now put the tray down and lie yourself back down the couch.”

Shelly then held up the lotion as an explanation. “I want to put some lotion on your butt. It will make it feel better.”

A suspicious Tommy nevertheless lowered the tray, shoved the shopping bags aside, and placed the tray at the end of the coffee table. But before he straightened back up, he took a large sip of his coke because, for some reason, he thought he might need it. He approached the couch, and still looking at the girl with the lotion, carefully laid his body down.

Shelly placed her coke back on the tray, and then knelt down on the floor beside Tommy. She then squirted a trail of lotion on his left buttock which caused Tommy’s ass muscles to twitch. Shelly giggled at its response. She then squirted some on his right buttock which caused the same reflexive action from the boy’s ass and amused smirk from the girl.

After that she placed the bottle down onto the floor beside her and started to lovingly spread the lotion into his skin. She took her sweet time, making sure to cover the reddened ass completely. Shelly had a serene smile on her face as her hand continued to work her massaging magic into the two reddened humps. “Does this make it feel better?”

Tommy, eyes closed now as he enjoyed the feel of Shelly’s soft hand caressing his naked skin, replied back with a contented, “Yes Shelly, thank you.”

His cock was also responding positively to the female’s titillating massage.

After a while, Shelly stopped massaging Tommy’s gluteus maximus, and instead laid her right hand right across his asscheeks with her fingers splayed across both of the pliable, reddened humps. She twisted herself half around to reach for her coke, and doing so caused her right hand to apply slight pressure across both of Tommy’s buttocks. It caused her fingers and palm to make a slight indentation into the boy’s rump. With her left hand, she picked up her drink off the coffee table and took a couple of leisurely sips from her glass, but her right hand had never moved off that soft derriere.

Tommy opened his eyes as he watched Shelly taking her slow, leisurely sips. He made a special note that her right palm and fingers lay. They had yet to be removed from his ass. Their unspoken intent was to tell him to stay right there, that she was not finished with him. This, and the tactile feel of her hand, of course, caused his cock to firm up even more.

Finally, Shelly put her glass back on the tray and twisted herself back around to face the boy lying on the couch. She lifted her right hand, but then reapplied that hand, by having that hand’s forefinger slowly trail down his left ass cheek. She asked him. “Your spanking wasn’t too hard. Was it?”

“It was ok.” Tommy answered warily. He knew something was up and it wasn’t just his cock.

Shelly lifted that finger up only to apply it once again on his skin. This time it was on his right ass cheek. Again the finger made a slow trail over the curve of his ass and she questioned him again. “Will you be able to sit down?”

“Yeah, it’s ok.” Tommy replied back cautiously, still wondering what was going on with her.

Again the finger was lifted off only to have it be reapplied for a third stroke. This time the finger aimed down the middle. It traveled from the end of his tailbone, through the cleft of his two bottocks, and all the way down to his perineum, finally stopping at the base of his balls.

This third stroke caused Tommy to first gasp, then shiver, and finally moan. He felt a sudden shortness of breath and all the while he thought to himself. What the hell is going on?

“That’s good.” Shelly responded, as that hand’s fingers now moved down to his left thigh. All five fingers moved radially around the teen’s thigh muscle and through the gap of the two legs. Her stroke ended with her fingers being lodged tight between his thigh and the base of his crotch and with the back of her fingers softly being caressed by his left testicle. And that’s where that hand decided to stay.

So Tommy waited, his mind being fully occupied on that hand whose fingers were wedged in a most pleasurable place. After an innumerable delay, that seemed like hours to Tommy, he heard Shelly say, “Ok Tommy, please turn yourself around.”

Under her spell, the young lover flipped his body over, and as he did he felt those fingers smoothly slide comfortably back around his thigh until they hopped over to the top of his other thigh. It was also when he heard a girl’s voice ring out. “My, my! --- Look at what was hiding under there.”

Stacy’s brash declaration, as well as the accompanying snickers and giggles, finally broke the hypnotic spell Shelly had over him. It also made him aware of two other things. First, it reminded him that there were still two other observers in the room. (During Shelly’s massage, and what had come after, he had all but forgotten about Stacy and Emily.)

The second thing it reminded Tommy of was the state of his cock and more embarrassed more by the latter than the former, Tommy looked down at said object. What he found there was a swollen penis that had sprung itself up into the air. It reminded him of an excited little puppy that was seeking attention from the three female onlookers.

Looking over to his right, and away from the excited puppy, Tommy saw where the two sisters had put themselves. They were standing right beside his still kneeling girlfriend, sandwiching her with their legs. The legs on Shelly’s left belonged to his sister, and the ones to Shelly’s right belonged to Stacy. And the four legs that were still bare of clothing.

Tommy tilted his eyes up, following the four naked legs up to their source. From his position lying on the couch, it seemed like those legs went on forever. Forever that is, until they reached two delicable panty clad crotches.

Looking further up, he saw that Emily was looking down on him and she was sporting one of her predatory type grins. Stacy, on the other hand, had one of her patented shit-eating grins. Tommy’s face went further into the red.

All this was forgotten when he felt something soft and warm being wrapped around his shaft. Tommy quickly looked back down to discover it was Shelly’s hand. She had encased his cock within her palm and fingers.

Still lying there, he watched the hand start to slowly move. It started to move up and down his shaft which caused a slight moan to slip out as he felt a pleasurable stimulus.

“You’ve had this...” (Shelly, referring to the hardon.) “ ... for a long time now, haven’t you?”

Tommy didn’t answer her. His full attention was still on that hand of hers. He noted how easily the hand was going up and down the shaft and he quickly surmised, She must have put lotion on her hand when I was busy looking up at Emily and Stacy.

Finally breaking into his concentration was the sound of his sister’s sarcastic jab. “Having fun, Tommy?”

The embarrassed Tommy looked back up at Emily and then over to her best friend Stacy. He could tell they were both enjoying the show. This caused his face to go further into the red which inturn caused his sister’s grin to grow.

As embarrassing and humiliating as all this was, he didn’t dare protest, No, not a peep, not the way Shelly’s hand was making him feel right now.

Stacy followed up Emily’s taunt with one of her own. This one was directed at her sister. “Oh I bet it’s my little sister that’s having the fun right now.”

Shelly, still in the midst of having her slick hand stroke up and down Tommy’s cock, grinned at the truth of her sister’s words. But at the sametime all these third party remarks were getting her a little perturbed. She could see how Tommy’s attention was constantly being drawn away from her, and over to the two sisters. She didn’t like that. She wanted Tommy’s attention to be exclusively on her, or her hand, not to the other two girls, so she said. “Just ignore them Tommy.”

And when Tommy redirected his attention back to her in a satisfactory manner, she smiled and asked him, “Feeling better?”

Stacy lets out a snort. “Oh, I bet he’s feeling better!”

Again, Shelly noticed Tommy’s eyes flick back up to her sister, and again she got pissed at her sister’s attention stealing words. Her irritation was so great that, unbeknownst to her, her hand had stopped its motion and her fingers had clenched down a little bit tighter.

It was only after she noticed Tommy’s attention return, first to her, then her inactive hand, and then back to her again, that Shelly could smile again. She had just discovered something. She literally had all the power in her hand.

Shelly continued to study Tommy, as his eyes flick back and forth from her, to her hand, then back to her again. The boy had the most pitiful, soulful expression on his face. That was when Shelly decided to lay down the law. She gave Tommy a reproachful look and asked him. “Tommy, do you want me to stop?”

To which Tommy emphatically shook his head expressing a negative answer to her inquiry. He also squeaked out, “No.”

“You sure?” Cocking her head a little to one side. “You seem to be getting a little bored and distracted of late.”

“No. I’m not bored.” Tommy replied back with a certain panic in his eyes. “I’m not distracted.”

“I’d say he’s not bored!” Was Stacy’s third party remark.

Shelly again noticed Tommy’s eyes flick back over to Stacy, but then they immediately returned right back to her.

“Are you sure? You know I could stop, if you want me to.”

“No!”

“No, what?” Her fingers again squeezed a little tighter around his shaft.

“Please don’t stop. Please!” He whined.

Her hand loosened her grip and started to slowly move her hand again. But this time she moved it at a much slower rate. An inquisitive smile appeared on her lips as she teased, “You sure?”

“Yes ... Please don’t stop.” he reaffirmed again.

Her hand let go of his cock, which caused him to look down in horror.

Shelly picked up the bottle and squirted a tail of lotion from the head of his cock on down the throbbing underside of his penis. “That’s good Tommy.”

She put the bottle of lotion back down on the floor with deliberate slowness. “Because I really don’t want to stop.”

Shelly then started to spread that trail of lotion around the boy’s cock with only the very tip of her forefinger, lightly painting his cock with the lotion. When she did so, she barely touched the penis. And that wasn’t an easy task mind you for the cock was in the process of bobbing up and down.

“But if you want me to stop, you just give me a sign.” She said as she continued to paint around his cock.

She looked back sternly to his face. “Any sort of sign that you’re bored with me or my hand and I’ll take it that you want me to stop what I’m doing.”

Then in a more threatening tone, she added slowly and concisely. “Is that clear!”

Tommy quickly nodded his head up and down and meekly said, “Yeah, that’s clear?”

“Good!” A satisfied Shelly again wrapped her fingers back around the boy’s the penis and again slowly started up its piston-like movement. This time Tommy’s eyes didn’t leave her. They were either on her face or her adjoining hand.

Pleased that her actions had seemed to straighten out his attitude, she felt she was able to quicken her stroke, just a bit.

The extra stimuli caused Tommy to groan and his hips started to rise in time with the girl’s strokes.

Emily grinned as she saw the steps the girl had taken to keep Tommy under her thumb, and she wholeheartedly approved. That was when Emily decided to give the younger girl a tip. “Shelly, watch his balls ... When they tighten and rise up, that’s when you know that he is about to cum.”

Hearing his sister’s voice, once again reminded Tommy that there were still the two others standing there, witnessing this humiliating, pleasurable torture.

But he never took his eyes off Shelly. He had learned his lesson well, and soon he found his hips moving up and down more violently in time to her piston-like hand. And, as Emily noted, his balls started to tighten up.

Shelly, having been given prior warning, noticed it too. Although she was very pleased that Tommy’s eyes hadn’t strayed, perversely, and maybe a little sadistically, she stopped her hand motion.

Tommy groaned out pitifully and looked up at her with desperate eyes.

Shelly smirked and restarted her hand and this time she didn’t stop. In fact, she sped her hand back up. And when she saw those balls retightening, and heard Tommy’s gasp out, and when she felt his penis expand slightly in her fingers, she smiled joyfully as she watched all of his baby-making cum start to explode out of his cock.

To Shelly’s left, a cry went out. “THAR SHE BLOWS!”

The jest, of course, had come from Stacy.

And as Shelly watched the jets continue to spew, she finally stilled her hand, but she kept her fingers firmly wrapped around his cock, all so she could feel each one of its ejaculating pulses. She loved that feeling. Loved the thought that Tommy was ejaculating his cum all because of her.

Finally, the jets came to a stop and the cock started to soften. Shelly, extremely satisfied with the outcome, leaned her body over and kissed him on the side of his brow, and while her hand tightened and squeezed the last vestiges of cum, she said. “There, all better now!”