New place?

Three people entered the entrance hall of the house.
Two older women, one dressed in a professionally looking pants suit.
Second one, in a blouse and skirt.
And the young man with them was wearing only a long shirt reaching just under his butt.
Which was lucky because he had nothing under it.

“Can we start?” Thelma asked and stood next to the kitchen counter.
From there, she could see the living room and small entry hall.
Where stood Helen with Milton.
Helen was standing behind him, her hands on his shoulders.
As if she tried to keep him in place.
“Please do” Helen noded.

“As you can see, the entry hall is connected right to the kitchen and living room. From where we can go into the bedroom and into the bathroom.”
Thelma started describing the house. Pointing at doors on opposite sides.
House is thirty years old and was completely renovated five years ago. The door next to you leads into a small wardrobe.
Nothing interesting there.”
Finished Thelma her speech.
“I would like to see it.” Helen said with a spark in her eyes.
She opened the door, and behind them really was a small empty closet.
She studied it as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
“I don't know if this will be enough for Milton's clothes.”
She said with a concerned voice.
Thelma wanted to argue that it is not the only one in the house.
But Helen stopped her with a strange stare.
”What was she doing?” Thelma thought.
“Milton, honey,” Helen said, and turned him to face her.
“We need to test if this wardrobe is adequate for your clothes. Please put your shirt there.”
Milton, perplexed, looked at Helen.
She was looking at him with a gentle smile.
“Let me help you. Hands up!” She commanded, and he did it; he had no other choice.
Helen exchanged looks with Thelma.
Who was now looking at Milton's back.
And with curiosity watched as Helen started to lift his shirt.
Agonizingly slowly the hem moved up.
And from under it started peking that sweet spot where thighs meet butt.
Then the curves of Milton's buttcheeks.
Thelma's eyes almost fell from the sockets from surprise.
When she realized that the boy was not wearing underwear.
And, as the hem of the shirt moved higher.
The most beautiful butt pops into Thelma view.
Then his back and shoulders, and soon the shirt was off.
Thelma watches it all with an open mount.
When Helen put the shirt on the hanger. And closed the wardrobe.
Thelma thought.
”Damn she wasn't lying. What she told me yesterday was true.”
Naked proof of it, was standing not even two meters from her.
With his hands still above his head.
As if he wanted to give Thelma an unobstructed view of his naked body.

“You can put your hands down.”
Said Helen gently.
Milton did as he was told, he knew Helen will probably disaprove.
But he couldn't help, and covered his crotch.
To his surprise, Helen slightly nodded.
Which confused him, so far she was pretty adamant about covering.
He had a bad feeling about it.
He was sure that he would pay for this small dose of modesty later.
And it will be embarrassing for him.

“Can we see the bedroom?” Helen asked instead of scolding Milton about covering himself.
Then she turned him around, so he was facing Thelma
Who was, stil mesmerized by his naked body.
Now her gaze fell to his crotch covered by his hands.
After a few seconds she got her composure back, and pointed at the door on the left.
“Milton, can you go first?” Thelma asked.
“Be a good boy,” whispered Helen into his ear and with a gentle pat on his left buttcheek, sent him walking.

Step by step he approached the door.
Observed by both women, enjoying the view at his bare body.
When he put his hand on the door handle.
He hesitated, what if there was someone there.
Waiting for him, another woman, or a couple of them.
Just waiting for him to walk in.
He shivered and nervously opened the door.
Nothing happened, the room was empty.
Milton walked in, closely followed by Helen and Thelma.
Milton quickly looked around, to be sure that no one was hiding in corners.
Then he noticed big windows without any blinds.
He could clearly see part of the backyard and the neighbor's house.
He tries to see if someone was looking from the neighbor's house.
But couldn't see anyone, he hoped that no one was watching.

Helen standed behind him, her hands on his shoulder.
As if she wanted to hold him in place, in case he decided to run.
Thelma again started describing the room.
During her speech, one of Helen's hands found its way to Milton's butt.
And started a familiar routine.
Squeez, pat and fondle.
As Helen played with his buttcheek, she casually asked Thelma about the room, backyard, neighbors etc.
Milton didn't pay attention to it, he had another problem.
Helen's hand playing with his butt, started to cause an uprising at his front.
”No, no, no, not here not in front of Thelma."
But it was in vain, his penis quickly became erect.
Which caused another problem.
Milton was barely able to cover his hardon with both hands.
Helen must have noticed his discomfort, because she said.
“I think this is not the right house for Milton.”
Thelma absentmindedly noded.
“You are right, we can wrap this up. And I will try to find another. It is alright with you.”
“Of course,” Helen confirmed and continued.
“Thank you for showing us. In that short notice.”
“Milton it's your turn to thank Thelma.”
“Thank you for showing me this house.”
Milton meekle thanked with eyes glued to the floor.
Thelma steps closer to him and lifts his chin with her tumb.
Their eyes met and she could see utter embarrassment in his eyes.
“I think Thelma deserves better thank you.”
Said Helen and tugged his hands. Revealing his erect penis to them.
Moan escaped Milton's lips, when Thelma's soft palm enveloped his throbbing erection.
His knees trembled.
He could feel Helens foot, moving his legs apart.
So he could have a better stance, and Thelma better access to his balls.
He moaned again and leaned into Helen, when Thelma's other hand cupped his balls.
“Not just a great butt, but the front is juicy too.”
Commented Thelma and exchanged smiles with Helen.
Who nodded as to give Thelma permission to continue.
Helen hugged Milton from back, her hand around the waist, steadying him in place.
And Thelma started stroking him, and cupping his balls.
Simultaneously with her, Helen continued with his butt.
Milton was in heaven again, so many conflicted feelings filled his young mind.
Pleasure, fear, excitement, embarrassment.
Melted in one big wave and washed over his mind.
“OH, these are nice and full.” Commented Thelma and weighted his balls between the storks.
“When was the last time you masturbated?”
Asked Thelma.
It tooks him a few moments to answer.
“Helen, in the cinema.” Managed to say between the moans.
Helen looks impressed.
“Wow, that was almost 24h.” she said.
And this information gives her an idea.
“Milton honey, do you remember the one rule about my house?”
She asked.
Another moment passed since he was able to answer.
“I need to be naked inside.”
“Good,” praised Helen and squeezed his buttcheek.
“There is a new one. From now on, you are prohibited to masturbate. Only I or Thelma or other women can play with your penis. Do you understand?”
“Yesss,” he gasped as Thelma started to play with his precum soaked mushroom.

After that it went fast, he had a powerful orgasm.
His cum flew to the floor in three spurts.
After the last drop, Thelma carefully cleaned the sensitive tip of his penis with paper tissue.
When he catches his breath, Thelma hugged him and thanked for his performance.

Helen drove him back to the hotel. And same as yesterday, she took his shirt off before she allowed him to go into his room.
Inside he took a long warm shower and then collapsed on bed.