Offline/Give Brayden your swimming trunks
If Brayden doesn't want to be seen with an erection then you're willing to take one for the team. Hurriedly peeling off your swimming trunks, you swap him for Asha's bottoms. Your trunks should be able to hide him pretty well even if he's at full attention. But standing with Asha's bikini bottoms in hand you make a last second decision to use them for whatever paltry cover they can offer, though it's more embarrassing than you thought once you pull them up your legs. They're too small for you as it is, but you weren't considering that you were also starting to get hard from Brayden standing all cute and letting you eye up his stiffy.
You struggle to get the teenie bottoms up your thighs, then run out of room at your hips. You try hiking up the back to get it up and over your ass, but it immediately starts to wedgie itself into your crack. Even if you had time to re-tie it this seems like a bad decision. The small swimsuit is well undersized for you, but it also wasn't made with the male anatomy in mind so there isn't a place for you to stow your bits.
While the back of the suit invades the space between your cheeks, the front does even less for you. You tug on the front but there is simply no place for your junk to go. Fitting your balls inside would be enough of a challenge, but you find less and less space as your subtle semi turns into a nervous boner.
After folding your stiffening cock downwards and tucking it into the flat crotch that wants to form itself to your taint, Lizzy and Hannah saunter past the tree. You frantically pull at one of the side-tie strings, trying to loosen it and give yourself a bit of extra room, when your engorged cock pops up out of the front of the bikini. As if they couldn't already see that you're hard. You were better off naked.
"Whatcha doing?" Hannah says again, but this time with a sweeter tone. The girls had almost looked like they would pass you by and give you some privacy, but seeing you burst out of your tiny bikini made them both smile and come to a stop.
"Nothing." You pull your hands away from the bikini to rest them at your sides, pretending that your cock isn't plainly in view and nearly rock hard. But it's tough to keep calm like this and your hands quickly find their way back to the string, your junk bouncing high as the tight bottoms you are manipulating push on the underside of your balls.
You never anticipated having to deal with a hard-on with this plan, but seeing these girls in front of you is only making it worse. They are both plenty hot in their own right, but the last time you saw Hannah she was bent over and getting railed by Jet's gigantic cock, and Lizzy was the one who had stroked him hard. Those images keep flashing in your mind standing across from them now and, despite your fear and embarrassment in this situation, your hormone addled brain is only making you stiffer.
"Um, Jay?" starts Lizzy. "You might wanna put that away, dude."
Grabbing your shaft, you reattempt the folding maneuver you did before you popped out, but there's no hope now. You're as stiff as a board. "I... I can't. It doesn't fit."
"Aren't those Asha's?" asks Hannah, eyeing you up with a chuckle. You swallow the lump in your throat and shrug.
"Uh... yeah. We, um, borrowed them."
"Yeah, and she deserved it!" adds Brayden. Hannah scoffs while Lizzy merely shakes her head.
"What? You just had to know what it felt like or something?" You shrug, not willing to fill Hannah in on more details. "What a couple of pervs."
"Yeah, they're almost as bad as Jet." Lizzy and Hannah both laugh at that and are about to continue on their way, but Brayden gets his back up after their comment.
"Nuh-uh! We weren't even doing anything! Guys just get erections you know!" stresses Brayden, especially defensive over your cousin's comment. But if Lizzy is going to compare you to Jet, maybe you can get away with acting like him.
"Did you want to help me with this?" you ask, mustering as much false confidence as you can while pulling up on the sides of the bikini. Both girls look at each other incredulously, smiling and frowning at the same time. And for a split second it appears that Hannah might even go for it, until Lizzy speaks up that is.
"Jay! That's not... you do need help! Like therapy! Seriously! C'mon Hannah."
Hannah shoots you a grin before she moves on with Lizzy, the pair of them laughing together a moment later. The bikini an utter failure - and making you feel weird - you slip out of it even though you may finally have a chance of fitting into it; the shame from two older girls laughing at you is finally overriding the depraved thoughts in your head.
"You think they'll tell?" Brayden asks.
"Maybe. Let's just wait a minute."
"Okay... Do you want your shorts back?"
"Naw, you keep em." You'd love them back to be honest, but you're trying to be cool about this and also want him to appreciate what you did for him, so you'll tough it out for now.
Letting the girls gain some distance from you, you make sure they are well out of sight before you match their pace heading back toward camp. This has been your most awkward day at camp yet, and you're still stuck here for days. Then again you'd be willing to embarrass yourself plenty if it meant creeping on Jet's cabin some more.
When you get closer to camp, Brayden offers to run back to the cabin for you and pickup some clothes you can wear. You're not a fan of hanging out in the forest naked, but he insists on being able to do something for you, so you take him up on the offer.
You duck off of the trail (just in case) and Brayden runs ahead into camp. Minutes pass by. Then several more. Your patience is bountiful, but not limitless. When you're certain that half of an hour has passed by you figure something must have happened to Bray. Either way, you can't wait for him any longer or else someone might come looking for you.
Inching toward camp, you stay as low as you can and look out from the bushes. Scoping out an escape plan, you figure there's a way to skirt around the edge of camp behind different cabins and trees to find your way back to your secret trail and minimize your time in the open. It takes a little while to build up the courage, and for enough adults to face the other way, but you make a break for it and clumsily streak the outer perimeter of the camp like Bigfoot's mostly hairless offspring.
Once you successfully dart down your trail, hunched low until you're out of view, you're hit with a rush of relief. It feels terribly silly to go to such lengths to avoid any more people seeing your privates, but with the way mom overreacts to things sometimes it's probably necessary.
You return to camp a short while later, taking some time to shave the wispy stubble off your balls, trying on Asha's bikini for real, and almost rubbing one out in the process. You only managed to stop yourself - your cock rising out of the tiny bikini again - when the sound of Lizzy and Hannah's laughter began to echo in your ears. Their voices killing your vibe, you stashed the bikini bottoms and finally grabbed some shorts.
The adults are doing a bunch of different things - frisbee, some card games, lots of day drinking, but they're mostly all talking. You normally wouldn't pay attention to what the adults are doing, period, but you want to figure out what happened to Brayden, and you wouldn't mind knowing if any of the swimmers got in trouble for streaking the camp. What you don't want to do is call attention to that either, especially since you were involved. So you hang around for a bit, seeing if that might be the topic of any ongoing conversations. When that proves fruitless, you figure you should at least ask your dad where Brayden went.
"Brayden? Oh, I think Aunt Becky had a talk with him and then we sent him back to the river to play and make up with the girls."
"Huh? Seriously?" You figured he would have gotten some kind of punishment, not be forced to go play some more.
"It would've been easy if he'd just accepted that he was being a dick," Uncle Mike cuts in. "But he couldn't stop running his mouth, denying everything. So he's down there until dinner time now. I tell ya, I've been tempted to duct tape his mouth shut, him and his sister both. I'd love to know how you keep up. You seem to be doing one heckuva job juggling those two. Any secrets?"
"Yeah, I've found if you stick a dick in their mouths..." God if only you could say that. Instead you put on a clueless expression, mutter an “I don't know,” and let the adults continue their conversation.
You figured Brayden got in trouble. At least it explains why he abandoned you. You're about to head to the river to go see him when you spy Auntie Grace returning from there. Aunt Debbie calls her over to join some of the women sitting and chatting in some camp chairs and Grace obliges them, sitting down to join in whatever hot gossip they're in the middle of. None of that would normally interest you... except that Auntie Grace is only wearing her towel.
Okay, it's not a 100% kind of thing. There definitely aren't any bikini straps visible above the towel, but the towel covers all of what her bottoms would, so she could have something on underneath that you can't see. But the mere possibility that she doesn't really captures your imagination and you promptly find yourself sitting opposite of Auntie a safe enough distance away so you can gawk at her toned, tanned legs and attempt to leer between them whenever she shifts her thighs. Even in the moment you can acknowledge how ridiculous it is to stare her down like hits, but it's simply too titillating; you can't pass up the chance of sneaking another peek of your aunt's immaculately groomed snatch. Your hormones truly make you do the dumbest things.
Even while you're trying to spy some vag, your thoughts wander back to Brayden. You can't imagine the amount of shit you'd get into for blatantly streaking through camp and then stripping one of your cousins of any of her clothes, let alone a bikini, even when you were still Brayden's age. Hardly seems fair. Either your mom is a real hard ass or the other adults are getting softer (or lazier) with doling out discipline as they get older.
Uncle Dave calls you to attention at some point, breaking your creepy concentration and thinking you're in trouble for something. You discover that he has rounded up everyone from camp (Wade making his return) while Aunt Becky corralled all the river kids (wet, but dressed) so that you could partake in more family games, but you're instantly distracted by a new swimmer.
A girl you don't recognize is wearing a tight teal one piece that has an extremely low cut open back and straps that teeter on the edge of her shoulders, teasing some teeny bit of side boob. You're not the most observant so maybe she's been hiding in her parent's cabin or something, until you look up from her body for longer than half a second and realize that it's Nicole. Turns out she has a crazy tight figure that flatters her barely there boobs now that she's wearing less frumpy clothing, and without her glasses and her hair all wet she looks like a different person, her nerdiness washed away by the river.
The games are kid-focused today, but they're still fun. A keepaway game has multiple balls getting tossed around with B&B trying to tag out anyone holding one. Jet gets pulled into the game by Hannah which encourages Lizzy to join. A couple adults even jump into the fray as the rest form a half circle to watch the chaos. Wanting your new favorite aunt to join, you toss the ball to bystander Auntie Grace and watch Beth make a beeline for her. Grace chucks the ball just in time to keep Beth from outright tackling her, but nearly loses her towel in the process, holding it against her front after it drops several inches following her throw. If only it dropped farther...
A couple slower games like the human knot let everyone catch their breath, and then Uncle Dave starts handing out wooden clothespins. You're ordered to pin them to your clothing with the object of the game being to collect the most clothespins from the other players, but you have to pin on all the ones you collect so this game could go on for a while unless there's a time limit. Dave doesn't elaborate on that, only recommending you not put your clothespins too close together or you'll risk losing more than one at a time, but as the game starts you spot a cheater right away.
Asha isn't wearing her bikini top any longer. She passed that over to Emma it seems who has paired that skimpy top with her overall shorts. With that trade, Asha is now wearing the rest of Em's outfit, a t-shirt and panties, but she's trying to hide her clothespins under them. They are pinned to the top edge of her undies with her shirt pulled down to protect them. That sure isn't paying fair.
You alert Brayden to this and you both move in for the kill. You grab hold of Asha's shirt and lift it up her body so that Brayden can start relieving her of her pins. Asha doesn't take kindly to this and contorts her body while running forward to evade the hands grabbing at her waist. This fails dramatically though, Asha tripping as she twirls, running backwards. She drops down onto her butt while you are still gripping her shirt and she drops out of it in an instant, finding herself sitting on the ground topless wearing nothing but pale pink panties.
Not wanting to get in trouble for stripping Asha again, you and Brayden both scatter, you promptly tossing the shirt aside. For Asha's part she doesn't gripe about it, dusting herself off and rejoining the game with little more than a pouty glare in your direction.
The next target you become fixated with is Nicole. It's satisfying just chasing behind her, watching her fully bare back, lean and slender from her waist up to her neck - not to mention her cute butt - twist and bounce and dodge hands coming in from different directions. But she notices you stalking her. Nicole jumps to a stop and spins around, hoping to surprise you. She reaches in for one of your clothespins but since she has one pinned to her shoulder strap and is leaning toward you she is a much easier target than you are.
Your hand is on her shoulder before she gets close to your shorts and that gives Nicole a start. Her arm recoils and she spins away but you've already got a hold of her pin. The trouble is that these clothespins are pretty strong. It doesn't immediately let go of her strap as you try to yank it off of her. It's only after she completes a full 360 that you both discover you've pulled her swimsuit halfway off. The straps slip off both of her shoulders, and one down past her elbow, which means one of your cousin's itty bitty titties, probably less than an A cup, has been fully freed of its confines, both of you staring at it in shock.
A short yelp of fright causes you to turn away, but Nicole's pointy little titty is already engrained in your mind, adrenaline burning it into your memory. Now you're being chased by Nicole, once she gets her straps back onto her shoulders. She does half heartedly tug at your shorts a couple times looking for revenge, but yours isn't nearly as flimsy as her swimsuit. You do let her steal a clothespin back in consolation. That's the least you can do for getting an eyeful of boob.
The next girl to catch your eye is your sister. One of Em's straps of her overalls have been pulled off similar to Nicole's, except she doesn't seem fussed by it. She's too busy running from Wade who you spot tugging on a string to Em's bikini top. It's possible he got inspired by you exposing Nicole but then you notice a clothespin dangling from Emma's back. Why or how she put it back there is beyond you, but Wade has managed to undo the string in the middle of Em's back in pursuit of it. Her bikini is still tied at her neck, but the small triangles on her chest are soon bouncing and flapping about uselessly as she bounds left and right.
"Asha! Let go of her dress!"
That gets your attention. Asha looks to be relieving Yulia of her clothing, the two girls fighting over the younger girl's dress.
"But she's cheating!" cries Asha, holding the front of the garment high to expose Yulee's purple panties.
"No, you are!" Yulia shouts back, snatching a clothespin away from Asha in the scuffle.
Asha goes on to accuse Yulia of doing the very thing she was doing earlier, pinning pegs to her panties, and gropes the girl under her dress looking for the evidence. Yulia denies it but it's hard to tell who is telling the truth as you can't see any pegs on Yulia at all, dress or panties, which would suggest she's just out. May is buzzing nearby and also appears clothespin-free, Asha quick to accuse them of being in cahoots, but May loudly proclaims her innocence by lifting her own dress as proof she isn't hiding anything. Her words ring very true as the younger sibling shows off the fact that there is nothing under her dress; she doesn't even have panties she could pin anything to, boldly baring her baby bald crotch for all to see.
With all the shouting grabbing everyone's attention, you and Emma manage to collide with each other head on. She falls onto her butt while you stumble but stay on your feet. When she looks up and sees you staggering over her, Em panics and scrambles to get away. However, in her fall, the second strap of her overalls came off her shoulder. Turning as she rises to her feet, you watch her overalls slip down her legs. Then you are reminded that Asha is wearing Em's panties.
Your sis trips over her fallen bottoms and faceplants in the dirt. Your sister's bare ass and young pussy lips are pointed up into the air behind her, and straight at you, causing your heart to jump up into your throat. Wade steers clear of Em then, racing past Asha to swipe one of her last pins, her panties halfway off her butt after so many hands have tugged on them. Meanwhile May continues to flash her cooch to the crowd, insistent that she's not cheating despite several people waving at her to put her dress down.
Your sister, dazed by her fall, tries to figure out what happened, pushing up onto all fours. But before she can cover herself, as if on cue, Lizzy grinds to a halt to help your sister which causes Brayden to slam into Lizzy's backside, sending her toppling forward over top of Em and him bouncing backward.
All of this causes Uncle Mike to burst out in laughter. He might be happy that his kids aren't the ones causing most of the ruckus for once but it gives everyone else permission to laugh as well, and they do so heartily. Asha is still spitefully tugging on Yulia's panties when her own slips the rest of the way off, the poetic justice causing further bouts of laughter.
Once the adults regain their composure, Uncle Dave calls the game off before it can fall apart any further. The adults disperse to get dinner together while you kids are left to continue playing “nicely” with each other.
Nicole and Asha both hurry back to the cabins to get changed. Notably May and Emma aren't as fussy about their attire, your sister pulling on her overalls but paying no attention to her untied bikini top, whereas May starts doing some very inappropriate cartwheels as soon as the adults have their backs turned.
You can't keep yourself from staring as May's split legs soar through the air, her cute little muff flipping in and out of sight, but you snag Brayden before he can wander off. You don't ask him explicitly, but it does seem that he forgot about you once he was banished to the river. Given how everything turned out you aren't really mad, but you aren't likely to call for him the next time you're in a bind.
Dinner is decent and Uncle Dave strums all the way through, taking short breaks for some quick bites served to him by Aunt Clara. As dinner ends he picks up the tempo and the music gets more lively. Most of the kids are still hyper from the games so high energy music is welcomed. Nicole is easily persuaded by Hannah to start dancing which is its own treat. Various other kids and adults join them for short stints, but those two work their tight nubile bodies steadily as the sky gets dark. All the excitement keeps the family from noticing that the dark sky is not because the sun is setting, but because a storm is already on top of you.
Most of your cousins have transitioned from the party to the kids tent to play in the woods when the rain hits. Everyone scatters at that point, adults packing up the food and grabbing anything that might blow away while telling you all to head to your bunks and stay out of the storm. Brayden is way ahead of you, calling you to follow as he bravely leads the way to safety. The rain is already pelting you as you race through the clearing of the camp and by the time you get to your cabin a couple minutes later you're nearly soaked.
The two of you are quick to strip out of your wet clothes in part because the cabin is still so stuffy from trapping the heat of the day, the windows closed. Sitting back in your boxers it suddenly becomes very awkward, you alone with Bray, the cabin all to yourselves. You weren't expecting to feel butterflies from this.
You deflect the awkwardness by rambling on about the pretty great day. Apparently Brayden missed Nicole's boob flash earlier, but you missed Hannah's crop top bouncing up while she was running. You compare notes on Jet's monstrous cock and the near orgy you witnessed, then go on to brag about other things you've seen, exaggerating and swapping stories that may or may not have happened. You talk for a while, but what he won't talk much about is what happened in the tent last night. It's almost like he's ashamed of something, or maybe there's not that much to tell, but he's pretty dismissive every time you broach the topic before he clams up completely, killing the conversation.
The awkwardness seeps back into the room as Brayden stares at his toes on his outstretched legs. You playfully poke Bray's foot with your own trying to get him to look up. When he does he smiles. He looks so much like his sister.
"Umm..." he starts, returning his gaze to his toes. "Did you want to do stuff? Like... what we did yesterday?"
You grin. "Hell yeah I do. You mean..."