For some reason, Billy was nervous about visiting his aunt Debra alone. He was usually accompanied by his mother, but this time she insisted he go to his aunt's house by himself. His mother had been acting strange the last few days, seeming preoccupied with something. Well, maybe Aunt Debra needed some chores done he thought to himself. After all, he had helped around the house before when he was younger.
Having just turned 18, Billy stood about 5' 11" with a thin but healthy build. He stayed active and liked to jog, but didn't care much for lifting weights. He had always been a shy and somewhat socially awkward boy, still too nervous to ask girls out.
His aunt Debra was just a couple years older than his mother. At 42, she still had an amazing figure, about 5' 7", maybe 120lbs, shapely hips, long dark brown hair, and large D-cup breasts that Billy had definitely begun to notice.
His aunt's house was on a large lot at the end of a quiet cul de sac with perfectly manicured flowerbeds leading towards the front entrance. Billy took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.
"Well hello there Billy!" his aunt greeted in her usual sultry voice. "I'm so glad you came by. My my, you're becoming quite the man now aren't you?" as she eyed him up and down. "Come in and have a seat in the living room. Can I get you something to drink?"
"No thanks Auntie," he replied as he sat down on the large leather sofa.
"Well, it's been a while since I last saw you. Your mother said you just turned 18 last month. You sure grew up fast. And so handsome," she grinned. "So, did your mother tell you why you're here?" she asked.
Billy shook his head, "No, she really hasn't said much to me lately. She's been acting kinda weird this week."
"Well, I figured as much. Ok, here goes. You see, your mother knows that you've grown up and have probably seen lots of changes to your body. You know, changes that happen with someone your age."
Uh oh, he thought, not sure where this was going.
"And you probably haven't had 'the talk'. Well, your mother is just too shy to talk about this sort of stuff to you so she asked me to help? You see, a few nights ago, your mom accidentally saw you when you were... you know, touching yourself. And that's when she called me."
Oh my god! Billy gasped. What could be worse? Getting caught masturbating by your mother? Or that fact that she told his aunt about it? Billy turned 10 shades of red.
"It's ok, it's ok honey. Don't be embarrassed," she said in a consoling manner. "It's perfectly natural for boys your age to masturbate. As your body matures and your testicles start to produce lots of sperm, it helps to find release. Don't worry Billy. I'm here to help you." Aunt Debra then placed her hands on his lap, just a few inches from his crotch, sending what felt like an electric jolt through his body.
"You probably get erections quite frequently, don't you? It's ok, you can tell your auntie. Does your penis get hard a lot?"
Billy was squirming in his seat now, visibly uneasy about the line of questioning. Yet, there was also something strangely exciting about hearing his aunt using words like "penis" and "masturbation". He was trying to control his reactions but losing the battle.
"Yes, at your age, I'm sure your penis must get hard all the time. In fact, it looks to me like you're getting hard right now, aren't you? Yes, I can see the bulge in your pants."
Billy's hands quickly went to his crotch to cover his growing erection from his aunt's gaze.
"You can't hide it Billy," his aunt chuckled. "Remember, don't be embarrassed. It's perfectly natural and I'm here to help you, ok? Now, it's important that you feel comfortable talking to me about these things and comfortable with your body. Do you trust me?"
Billy could only manage a small nod of his head, still too shocked to speak. His aunt spoke with a warm, reassuring tone, helping to calm him down.
"Ok Billy, I want you to do something for me. Can you stand up for me?"
"Yes auntie." Billy stood up, still trying to conceal his erection.
"Now I'm going to help you, but you need to trust me, ok?"
Billy nodded.
"Take off your shirt," she instructed. Billy paused at first, but then took off his t-shirt and placed it behind him on the sofa.
"Ok, now take off your shoes and socks. Can you do that for me sweetie?" Aunt Debra's calm voice had an almost hypnotic effect. She could probably ask him to do anything.
"Now, let's undo your belt and lower these jeans," she said as she reached up and unfastened the buckle and tugged on his pants.
"There we go. Good job sweetie. You're doing just fine," she encouraged. "Now go ahead and take them off and put it in the pile."
As he placed his pants on the growing pile of clothes behind him, he suddenly remembered the state if his penis. Bulging obscenely in the front of his underwear, the head of his penis was clearly outlined, as was the shaft, snaking its way up towards the waistband and to the side. Billy again moved his hands to cover it.
"No no Billy," his aunt reminded. "Keep your hands at your sides. Remember, I want you to feel comfortable with your body. I know that you have an erection. I can see it. It's ok. I want you to feel comfortable having me see it." Aunt Debra paused for a moment to admire this young man's delightful hardness.
"My my, that's quite a bulge you have there in your underwear. I can't wait to see what's in there," she said with a mischievous smile.
Billy was now completely excited with the fact that he was standing in front of this beautiful, mature woman, nearly naked and proudly displaying his hard on. None of his fantasies could have prepared him for this.
"Now, go ahead and take off your underwear Billy."
Billy pulled his underwear down and stepped out of it, turning again toward his aunt. Her eyes at first looking at his penis, she looked up, smiled at him, returning her eyes toward his erection.
