Go Downstairs

Picking up the washcloth, I hold it in front of my crotch. The small cloth is enough to cover my dick, but it leaves literally nothing else to the imagination. Suddenly Im questioning if keeping myself shaved smooth was really a good choice or not now that three of my classmates are gonna find out. Hopefully they like skinny guys.

I can already feel my face turning red as I walk downstairs, careful to keep the washcloth in place. As I get to the living room I find my stepmother and the three girls waiting for me.

Amy, the one who had texted me, is sitting on a recliner and looking at her phone. If you imagine a hot redhead, Amy's probably the image that pops into your head. Bright red hair halfway down her back, pale skin, a bust thats easily on the upper end of a DD cup. She's in a short white sundress with her legs pulled up under her as she waits. She lives nearby, and shes the only one of the three who knows where I live, but of course she has no idea about the way my stepmother does laundry. It wouldve been her idea to just come to my house rather than wait for me.

Natasha, sitting on the couch and looking up as I walk into the room, is a cute dark skinned girl with black hair going to her shoulders. She's dressed in a white tank top and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, the thin tank top just barely showing her nipples if you look really close. With a B cup shes often braless when she can get away with it. She always has been a bit of a showoff, as well as being the most sarcastic of the three girls. If any of them are going to make fun of me and mock me for this, its gonna be her,

The last girl is Emma, sitting next to Natasha on the couch and also looking up as I walk in. She as pale as Amy, with bright blonde hair going down her back, opting for a mid-thigh length denim skirt and a black t-shirt covering her D cup breasts. Until yesterday, I hadnt even met Emma, so theres really no telling how she'd react to this situation at all.

As I walk into the living room, my junk just barely covered by the washcloth, Natasha and Emma look up gasping as their eyes lock onto my crotch. Hearing them, Amy looks up from her phone, eyes widening at the sight before all three of them start smiling, obviously liking the surprise of my nudity even as Emma starts to blush. My stepmother rolls her eyes "Finally made it down, good. Get to work on that project while I head out to run some errands" She sees the washcloth in my hand and smiles "And you found another towel to put in the laundry, thank you" she walks past me toward the laundry room and as she does she reaches down and ranks the washcloth right out of my hand. It takes a second or two before I register what she did and cover myself with my hands, but not before I hear the soft click of a smartphone camera. Not noticing, my stepmother tosses the washcloth into the hamper in the laundry room and locks the door back, not even looking back toward us as she walks out the front door, leaving me standing in front of the three girls without anything but my hands to cover with. I start backing up toward the stairs, my face turning redder as I realize not only am I left with only my hands, but Im starting to get hard despite the embarrassment. I make eye contact with Amy and her grin tells me that she did indeed take a picture before I could cover up