Go downstairs

Like the previous chapter, much of it was take from the stories in other branches to get this one started.

Picking up the washcloth, I hold it in front of my crotch. The small cloth is enough to cover my dick as long as I keep my cock along a diagonal of the square. I manage to line up opposite corners of the wash cloth along my flaccid cock and tuck the other corners under my balls. This setup seems to work, however it leaves nothing 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 classmates 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 flowery 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 would've 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, tallish girl with black hair going past her shoulders. She's dressed in a white tank top and a pair of blue skinny jeans, the tank top just barely showing her nipples if you look really close. With a very perky B cup she is often braless because she can get away with it. She always has been a bit of a tease, as well as being the most sarcastic of the two classmates I know. 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 longer denim skirt and a black t-shirt with some band graphic. 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, mouths agape , obviously liking the surprise of my nudity even as Emma starts to blush. My stepmother rolls her eyes "Finally made it down, good. Emma had told me that she rented a study room at the new library those room are not easy to get. Get to the library to work on that project while I head out for a quick meet-up at city hall and finish some errands" She sees the washcloth in my hand, and with a matter-of-fact voice states "I see 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 yanks the washcloth right out of my hand. It takes a moment before I register what she did and attempt to 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, 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. 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 devilish grin tells me that she did indeed take a picture before I could cover up