A Best Friend Fully Revealed

Little English Boy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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It was 7pm on a Friday evening in summer and Mrs Richmond was checking in on her neighbour’s 12 year old boy, Chris Muldoon, whose single mum was working her usual Friday night late shift.

“Fetch some clean PJs, then run your bath and get undressed. I’ll do these few dishes for your mum and be right up.”

Chris was OK with that, as Mrs Richmond had been giving him his Friday night baths ever since his mum got her new job some four years ago. It had been a bit embarrassing at first, but now it was just part of his Friday night routine and she had become like a second mum to him. Besides, he’d found her hands-on approach to bathing every bit of him so much fun that he ‘forgot’ to tell her that his own mum had been letting him take his nightly baths by himself for the last 12 months. He got clean PJs from the laundry cupboard and took them into the bathroom to place them on the stool alongside the tub. After running his bath, he began to take his clothes off and was just folding up his Y-fronts when Mrs Richmond came in and smiled.

“That’s a splendid sight to see Chris. You started puberty early and your penis must be over four inches long now, and it gets a lot bigger during my all-over super clean bath for boys that you always enjoy. Your scrotum has filled out nicely since it began to drop last year. It’s been grand to have had the privilege to observe you going through puberty, from the little boy who first came to play with my Janice 8 years ago, into the fine young man you’ve now become.”

She lightly brushed his thick black pubic hair.

“Janice is going through puberty too, and you’ve got a lot more hair down here than she has.”

He just smiled and stepped in the tub. Mrs Richmond had seen everything he’d got, so this weekly exposure in front of her didn’t bother him at all. In fact, her compliments over the last year regarding his advancing puberty had made him feel even more proud of his attributes and he was eagerly awaiting her all-over super clean down there. He’d known Janice since they were both four and they’d become best friends. Not boyfriend and girlfriend mind you, as Chris wasn’t into that sort of thing. Mrs Richmond had just got him up for washing when a shout came from downstairs.

“Dad’s got back early from his shift mum, and he’s demanding his tea.”

“I’m in the bathroom Janice.”

He was getting very worried as he heard his best friend’s light footsteps skip up the stairs. She wasn’t coming in, was she? Janice opened the door and there was her mum with a soapy cloth. Alongside was her best friend fully revealed. It was only the briefest of views, as two hands instantly snapped between his legs, then there was a loud smack.

“You and Janice both used to run through the sprinkler naked when it was hot, so you’ve got nothing she hasn’t seen before. Now put those hands down Chris or you’ll be getting a lot more than just a smack.”

Chris went red and had to do as she said. It had been seven years since they last ran naked together through the garden sprinkler. He was puzzled that first time he saw Janice naked, as she had a small slit where he had a willy. He recalled that final time when they had had so much fun in the sprinkler and lay down exhausted. Janice had leaned in to try and pull his willy off, which hurt, but her mum just laughed and told her not to do that. Janice giggled as he then bent over and felt between her wide open legs to check if she’d actually pulled her own willy off and all that remained was her slit. He had no idea why Mrs Richmond yanked him up and gave him such a spanking. Janice had been horrified to see his tears and comforted him with a big hug as she rubbed his sore red bottom to ease the pain. No matter how hot, her mum never let them cool down in the sprinkler ever again. He’d changed a lot since then, and he wondered what his best friend looked like naked now. Her mum had just confirmed she had hair down there, and he’d noticed that her blouse stuck out on top now. He was shocked, but oddly excited, at what Mrs Richmond said next.

“I suppose I’d better get back right away to feed your dad, or he’ll be grumpy all night. I showed you how I bath little boys when we first went to look after young Jasper two years ago. You’ve babysat him on your own many times and lots of other little boys too, so you’re an experienced babysitter now. I’m putting you in charge to get Chris bathed and ready for bed. Here are his favourite soap and shampoo for you to use. If you want to stay with him until his mum returns around 10.15, that’s fine. Your Friday bedtime is 10.30, so it’ll be quickest if you had a bath and got ready for bed round here first. You start bathing Chris, and I’ll bring you a nightie after I’ve got your dad sorted out.”

Chris saw his best friend was grinning as she came right alongside him standing naked in the tub.

“I love babysitting mum, so I’m happy taking charge to get Chris bathed and ready for bed.”

As Mrs Richmond got to the door, she turned and gave Chris a stern reminder.

“Naughty little boys who disobey their babysitter have to be spanked, so don’t you forget it.”

Mrs Richmond had just confirmed his best friend could spank him, but what could he do?

“Err… I won’t forget that Mrs Richmond. I’ll do everything I’m asked to do Mrs Richmond.”

Janice was positively beaming as she turned to her mum.

“I’m sure he’ll do what I ask mum.”

Giggling, she lightly smacked his behind.

“If not, I’ll just have to give this so cute bare tushie a spanking. See you later mum.”

Chris wasn’t certain if his best friend was joking. It had only been the gentlest of smacks, but why was he tingling all over now? He didn’t know what to do and just stood there as she studied everything he’d got. They heard the back door click and Janice was elated to be all alone in the house with her naked best friend for the next three hours. She’d been told to get him bathed and ready for bed too. She always did as she was told and gave him a grin.

“You’ve changed a lot since we used to run naked through the sprinkler. I thought you looked so weird without a slit like me, just that thing wobbling about all over the place that mum called ‘your little winkle’. I recall thinking it was just covering up your slit and tried to pull it off, but it was stuck fast. It looks much more interesting now.”

She slipped into babysitter mode.

“I’d better start bathing you. Sit down while I wash your hair first.”

Chris was relieved to get his bits under the water. His best friend’s fingers felt so good as she rubbed his shampoo into the scalp. He bent forward as she used the shower to rinse out the suds, and then Janice picked up a towel and gently wiped the few bits of foam sliding down her best friend’s forehead. She knew that would sting if they went into his eyes. After drying his hair, she took his soap and rubbed it on a wet facecloth. Her nose was picking up those strong steamy scents swirling all around, while her brain was comparing them with the fragrances it had previously indexed and filed. Checking the folder marked ‘Pleasure’, it found perfect matches. They were identical to those she’d begun to notice over these last few months whenever she was with her best friend. She had no idea why her kitty was tingling so much, but then no one had told her about the workings of the hypothalamus deep inside her brain. She saw her best friend close his eyes tight as she held his chin and scrubbed the soapy cloth all over his face, just like she did to all the other little boys she’d bathed. She scrubbed hard behind his ears, as mum said little boys aren’t very good at washing there. After towelling off his face, and ears, she soaped his neck and down his chest, then picked up an arm. He watched his best friend run the soapy cloth all along his arm, then he saw her fingers dive under it and giggled.

“That tickles.”

She loved to hear her little boys giggling as she bathed them. Doing her best friend’s other arm got the same response.

“Stop it, that tickles too.”

She looked into her best friend’s now sparkling hazel eyes and gave him a big grin.

“OK I will. Now give me a leg.”

He did as his best friend asked, then she washed his other leg.

“Up you get and turn round so I can do your back.”

That felt so nice as his best friend washed his back all over, then she gave him his next order.

“Bend over so I can wash your bottom.”

He always enjoyed it when Mrs Richmond did her super clean there, especially when her fingers rubbed inside. His best friend’s smaller fingers were even better as they slipped in so easily, and he groaned as she touched his special spot. Her mum said when washing little boys’ bottoms, always feel for that bump inside, as they like it to be stroked. Her best friend’s bump was larger than those on the other little boys she bathed and thought she’d best check.

“Are you liking that?”

Her best friend gave an unambiguous purr of pleasure.

“Mmmmmmmm.”

She always wanted her little boys to be happy, so continued to stroke that bump. She noticed his breathing change.

“Are you still OK?”

“Mmmmmmmm.”

Her best friend sounded fine so she went on for a bit longer, but then she wanted to get her hands on his floppy bits.

“Stand up and turn round.”

She was taken aback by the sight that greeted her. Her best friend’s willy wasn’t floppy any more but stuck up in the air and was twitching. It was huge, some 7 inches long and almost 2 inches wide, and his dangling sac was now pulled right up to the base of that stiff willy. She saw her best friend’s face had gone all red and he was breathing rapidly.

“Are you alright?”

“Err… Yes. Err… My… err… willy goes… err… stiff like this… err… sometimes.”

She was looking forward to giving her best friend’s bits that super clean. Reaching out, she gave it a squeeze.

“Caref…”

That was as far as her best friend got when she felt that pink, warm, so rigid, tube in her hand give a strong pulse. He grunted as it erupted. She aimed it to the side as his first squirt only just missed her. She felt those pulses last almost 20 seconds, then that rigid tube began to soften. She looked at the pool her best friend had spurted on the floor.

“What’s all this white stuff that just came out the end of your willy? It doesn’t look like little boy’s pee.”

That felt a thousand times better than when his best friend’s mum had him squirt. It went on so much longer too. His own mum had said nothing to him, but over the last year as Mrs Richmond bathed him, she had told him all about the changes happening to him as puberty progressed. How could he explain them to his best friend? She’s a girl!

“Err… Well… err… as a boy goes through… err… puberty his… err… willy… err… grows and can do that… err… when it goes… err… all stiff. Err… That white stuff is… err… semen… err… which comes from… err… these.”

Janice noticed her best friend’s sac dangled down again as he gave it a jiggle so she could see the two things moving about inside. Mum explained to her all about puberty in girls when she was getting one of those enjoyable all-over super clean baths for girls about nine months ago, and mum found her breasts were beginning to grow. Janice had been a bit worried when mum said some blood would come out of her kitty every month, but she’d gone on to explain all about tampons and even showed her how to put one in. That felt a bit weird the first time, but her mum assured her it was all quite normal, and she’d get used to it. Mum had told her nothing about puberty in boys though. His breathing had slowed down now, so she picked off the white drop dangling from the end of her best friend’s willy.

“Your semen is all sticky and smells funny.”

His best friend surprised him as she brought it up to her tongue.

“It tastes a bit odd, but not unpleasant. I’d better mop this puddle up, then get your willy washed.”

He decided to sit down to get his bits out of her sight while his best friend cleaned all his semen up.

“That’s done. Stand up please so I can get your willy clean.”

He did as he was asked. It felt really nice as his best friend squeezed all along his willy to get the last of his semen out and wiped it off, then she slid back his foreskin and washed his floppy willy all over. It had reacted a bit, but he didn’t think she noticed as it only lifted just proud of his balls. She got the shower to rinse him off, then told him to step out of the bath. He thought her drying him with that warm towel was just so good. Janice rubbed between his legs with the towel, then picked up her best friend’s willy to dry that so thoroughly. It swelled as she pulled back the loose skin and then held the end to rub his shaft dry. She was soon holding her best friend’s rigid 7 incher, although very carefully this time, as she didn’t want that white stuff squirting again as she’d only just cleaned everything up.

“Let me get your hair looking great.”

She picked up a comb, then a hair brush, and soon had her best friend’s hair looking immaculate. She glanced down.

“I think the hair down here needs sorting out too.”

She sat down on the toilet and positioned her best friend so he was right in front of her. She gently held his willy.

“I wouldn’t want to accidentally scratch this with the brush.”

She combed his thick black curly hair, then softly ran that brush through. Finally satisfied, she nodded.

“There, that’s much neater.”

He’d never thought of doing there but had to agree she’d made it look neater. Actually, being bathed by his best friend had been a lot more fun than he’d expected. As he stood beside the toilet, right in front of his best friend, he was still rather concerned about being naked.

“Err… Can I put my PJs on now please?”

Janice liked looking at her best friend naked, especially as he still had that monster of a willy sticking up. Most of the little boys she previously had to get ready for bed invariably pranced about in the buff after she bathed them and were happy not to put their pyjamas on till it was actually bedtime. She decided to stretch the truth a bit.

“When babysitting little boys, my golden rule after their bath is that PJs are not put on until bedtime. No one is at all bothered to see little boys running around naked.”

He was not happy with that and made his position clear.

“Well, I’m putting them on now.”

She remembered what her mum had said, and what she had teased her best friend about earlier.

“Naughty little boys who disobey their babysitter have to be spanked.”

She has got to be joking he thought and reached around her to get his clean pyjama bottoms off the stool alongside the tub. It was now or never for Janice. Chris could not believe his best friend was able to react so quickly as she grabbed him round the waist and in the blink of an eye he found himself over her lap, staring down at the floor.

“It’s a spanking then you naughty little boy.”

He looked back over his shoulder to see the hair brush in his best friend’s raised hand, and it was fast descending!

“Oooooowwwwww.”

That made his bare bottom really sting. It swiftly came down again.

“Oooooooowwwwwwww.”

He realised his big mistake and began to plead franticly with his best friend.

“Please stop Janice. It hurts.”

He got his answer.

“Oooooooooowwwwwwwwww.”

“I promise I’ll do as I’m asked Janice and won’t disobey you again.”

Her response was unchanged.

“Oooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww.”

“I’m truly sorry Janice. Please no more Janice.”

His entreaties were clearly falling on deaf ears.

“Oooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwww.”

“Pleeaaassse Janice. Pleeaaassse.”

She hadn’t wanted to spank her best friend, but he disobeyed his babysitter which left her with no choice. That first solid whack to the right cheek sure got his attention. She heard his second shriek as she spanked his left cheek. This might be her best friend, but she had a babysitter’s duty when spanking a naughty little boy to ensure the lesson is properly learned and had to ignore any shrieks or pleas. She heard them get more desperate as she alternated cheeks, but her duty was clear. She brought the hair brush down really hard on this naughty little boy’s left cheek.

“Oooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.”

At his sixth and loudest screech, she was satisfied and stopped.

“Let that be a lesson to you. Now up you get you naughty little boy, and don’t disobey your babysitter again.”

Chris knew Mrs Richmond had put his best friend in charge, and he’d been warned twice that naughty little boys who disobey their babysitter have to be spanked. He’d tried to defy her golden rule, so he only had himself to blame for his very sore burning bottom. He certainly didn’t want his best friend to have to give him another spanking like this one.

“I won’t Janice.”

As her best friend rose from her lap, she decided to up the pressure and go full-on babysitter with her naked charge.

“It’s Miss Janice to you Master Christopher.”

His best friend had never spoken in such a resolute voice before, but his bottom was ablaze so he had to acquiesce.

“Yes Miss Janice.”

Her best friend had watery eyes, but she was pleased he wasn’t actually crying as she never wanted to see his tears. He was rubbing his sore bottom, just like that young Jasper she had to spank last week. Her mum said babysitters should always give naughty little boys a hug after they’ve had to be spanked, to show all was forgiven. She liked that idea.

“Let me give you a hug Master Christopher so you’ll know I’ve forgiven you.”

He was surprised as his best friend got up and hugged him. She’d hadn’t done that since her mum spanked him seven years earlier, and he recalled that same feeling of warmth and comfort at having her arms around him as she gave his tingling bum such a soothing rub. Janice eventually moved on to what little boys needed to do after their bath.

“Little boys have to have a tinkle after their bath, to avoid accidents in bed. Come over here Master Christopher.”

He thought his best friend shouldn’t be seeing him in such a private act and didn’t move. She picked up the hair brush and spoke in that resolute voice.

“You’re not going to be a naughty little boy again are you Master Christopher?”

He saw his best friend was giving him her no nonsense look. When it was aimed at others, he’d always found that an admirable quality, but now he was having second thoughts.

“Err… No Miss Janice.”

He moved right up to the toilet and went red as his best friend grabbed his now floppy willy and slid back the skin. She pointed it at the bowl, but, however much he tried, he just couldn’t go in front of his best friend.

“Perhaps if I ran some water Master Christopher, that might help.”

It did help, and he went scarlet as his best friend waved his yellow arc around inside the bowl. She could feel the pee surge through her best friend’s willy, and if her finger gave a light press underneath, the flow stopped. It was just so easy to aim his stream, and she thought this was the most fun pen ever as she wrote his full name inside the bowl. A boy’s willy was really neat, as she always had to sit down to pee and her stream just gushed into the water. Eventually the flow stopped, and she wiped the end of her best friend’s willy with toilet tissue. She then gave him another order.

“I’ll be having my bath after mum brings round my nightie. I want you to get it ready for me Master Christopher.”

Mrs Richmond always cleaned up after his bath, but he knew what to do, so he let his bath water out then just got on with it. Janice sat down to watch her best friend’s willy wobble about as he scrubbed away. Soon he was done.

“OK Master Christopher, we can go downstairs and play some games now.”

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It was about ten minutes later when Mrs Richmond popped back to drop off Janice’s nightie. She found her daughter playing Monopoly with Chris. That was not unusual, but she was surprised to see Chris had not got his PJs on. As he rose slightly from his chair to stretch across and pick up the dice, was that a red bottom he had? Without a word, she gave her daughter an enquiring expression and received that familiar no nonsense look.

“After I’d given him his bath, I told him that under my babysitting rules PJs did not get put on until bedtime. No one cares about little boys running around naked. He decided to disobey me, so this naughty little boy went straight over my lap for Mr Bare Bottom to get an urgent appointment with Mr Hair Brush.”

Chris went the same colour as his rear when his best friend pulled him up to show her mum his still roasting sore red bottom. Janice turned that no nonsense look on her best friend.

“You were a naughty little boy who tried to disobey your babysitter, weren’t you Master Christopher?”

“Err… Yes Miss Janice. I’m very sorry Miss Janice.”

“Master Christopher is doing everything he’s asked to do now mum.”

Mothers are not easily fooled and, although her daughter still had that no nonsense look, Mrs Richmond recognised the subtle twinkle in the corner of Janice’s eyes and knew her daughter was having fun. In the circumstances, she’d have been the same at her age and gave her daughter a grin and a nod.

“You’ve become an excellent babysitter Janice, as everything here is under full control. I’ve brought you clean panties as well as a nightie. I also picked up your favourite shampoo, and these are the bath salts and soap you always use. I’ll leave you to have your bath and get ready for bed. See you after Mrs Muldoon gets back.”

When her mum left, Janice made a decision but needed to make several things crystal clear before implementing it.

“Now Master Christopher, I don’t want any more arguments from you tonight.”

With his still burning bottom, Chris was a bit nervous.

“Err… I won’t argue with you Miss Janice.”

“Promise me that you will do everything I ask you to do tonight.”

“I promise that I will do everything you ask me to do tonight Miss Janice.”

“Now, be a good little boy Master Christopher and run my bath. Take up my nightie and panties, together with my shampoo, bath salts, and soap. Put a handful of my bath salts in the water and call down when it’s all ready for me.”

“Yes Miss Janice.”

Chris entered the bathroom and turned on the taps then added the bath salts. While the water was running, he went over to his best friend’s nightie and panties. He’d never seen such intimate garments and picked up her panties. They were very different to his Y-fronts as there was no flap in the front where you could fish your willy out if you needed a pee. Then he remembered from the sprinkler that Janice didn’t have a willy. He had no idea where a girl’s pee comes out and checking all over her panties confirmed there were no flaps at all. Between the leg holes, he saw there was a fabric gusset. He was puzzled, as it went much further round than on his undies. His nose twitched as the bathroom filled with the scent of those bath salts. He’d only begun to notice it in the last few months and recalled that was the same pleasurable fragrance which always surrounded his best friend whenever they were together. Looking down, he saw he had a full on boner and wondered what brought that on, but he hadn’t been told about the hypothalamus and its workings deep inside his brain either. He just ignored it as he waited for the bath to fill. Janice was also waiting. She was beginning to have second thoughts about her decision, but then she heard her best friend call down.

“Your bath is ready for you Miss Janice, so you can come up now.”

This was crunch time. She walked into the bathroom and slipped off her pink Keds and white socks. Chris had not seen his best friend’s feet bare since they last ran through the sprinklers and thought her dainty feet were just so pretty. He was surprised when her no nonsense look turned into a smile.

“Remember you promised you would do everything I ask you to do tonight. I expect you to keep that promise.”

“I certainly will Miss Janice. Cross my heart Miss Janice.”

She suddenly became very unsure of what she intended to do and felt so nervous. Indecisiveness was something she’d always decried in others and was annoyed with herself. Snap out of it Janice, she thought. The hell with it, I’m doing it. He was just reaching for the door so she could have her bath, when he heard a little girl’s voice from behind him.

“Please sir, I’m only a little girl sir. May I ask you to help me get undressed and ready for my bath sir?”

He turned and saw his best friend had a coy smile. She saw her best friend’s jaw drop as his willy rose.

“Err… What?”

She smiled as she went across and led him to the bath, then placed his fingers on the buttons of her pale blue blouse.

“Please sir, may I ask you to undo my buttons sir and get my blouse off for me sir?”

Chris was unsure what was happening. She saw the nervousness in her best friend’s face and his fingers trembled as he did as he was asked. Under his best friend’s blouse, Chris saw a silky white garment he’d never seen before. The bottom was three inches above her tummy button and looked like a very short and really snug vest, and what were those bumps she had underneath it?

She guided her best friend’s hands to the zip of her grey pleated skirt.

“Please sir, may I ask you to unzip my skirt and take it off for me sir?”

He did as his best friend asked and crouched down so she could step out. Right in front of him were her panties and he decided they needed studying while she was wearing them. They were much lower cut than his Y-fronts, with a tiny white bow in the front centre. Two inches beneath that he could see a small pointy thing pushing out the smooth cream fabric, and there were definitely no flaps. How on earth does his best friend pee, he thought. She pulled him up.

“Please sir, may I ask you to take my training bra off for me sir?”

She must mean that snug vest thing he thought, but how does it come off? She saw his puzzled look and picked up her best friend’s hands and gently slid them under the front of her pre-teen bra. He thought his best friend felt so soft and warm under there. She had that coy smile as she put her arms in the air above her head. He took her hint and slid that unfamiliar garment up and off. He saw those so soft and warm bumps sticking out. Her chest didn’t look like that in the sprinkler. Janice had never before had such a tingling in her kitty as she gave her best friend her next ask.

“Please sir, may I ask you to take my panties off for me sir, so this little girl is all ready for her bath sir?”

Over the last few months she’d noticed her best friend had lost his puppy fat. He was taller too with a deeper voice. She adored that captivating smile he always gave her when they were having fun together. She saw his nervous look had vanished to be replaced with that same smile. Chris slid his best friend’s panties down and held them open for those long slender legs to step out. He was left holding her most intimate garment and saw a thin clear damp line along the gusset. It might be pee he thought, but surely a girl’s pee would be yellow like his. For some reason, he had an urge to touch there. He felt the warmth on reaching in and was surprised to find that line was all slippery. Looking up to focus between his best friend’s legs, he saw her mum was right, as her blond hair was sparser than his. That small bald slit he remembered from the sprinkler, was now much fuller with folds of skin on each side forming a hood on the top and peeping out was a small fleshy pink cone which glistened like it was all wet. That must have been what had been pushing out that smooth cream fabric. He looked into his best friend’s blue eyes, which were positively sparkling. Standing with her legs apart and arms at the side, he saw his best friend fully revealed.

He had a look of wonder as he studied his best friend standing there awaiting her bath. That coy little girl look had been replaced with the most beautiful smile as she placed a warm hand on each cheek and drew him in for a kiss. Chris was sure best friends didn’t kiss, but this had felt so good. He was a bit slow to grasp that Janice had moved on quite a way from being just his best friend, although his brain was currently preparing an all departments memo on that very same subject. His rigid 7 incher was squeezed between their naked bodies as she had one hand behind his head and her other hand was rubbing his tingling bottom. It was so warm and soft as his best friend pressed her body into him, then began a rhythmic movement against his boner, which felt incredible. He was worried when she began breathing rapidly and her undulations became more frantic. She had been rubbing her kitty many times a day for several months now, but it had felt nothing like it was feeling now. The pressure was rising to its peak when she gave a pleasurable moan, just as he grunted. She felt her tummy become so warm and slippery as her best friend’s semen squirted all over it. The concern at his best friend’s fast breathing had become totally eclipsed by the incredible sensations that had just spread throughout his entire body, a gazillion times better than any he’d had before.

As they both calmed down, she gave him a grin.

“Wow, it’s never felt that good. Thanks Chris.”

He had to agree. As they moved slightly apart, he saw his mess trickling down his best friend’s flawless tummy.

“I’m so sorry Janice. Whatever will you think of me for doing that to you?”

Her response was a sweet kiss on his lips, then she gave him her cheekiest grin as he heard that little girl’s voice.

“Please sir, may I ask you to clean this off my tummy sir, before you get this little girl bathed and ready for bed sir.”

He was happy to do as his best friend asked. She got in the bath and he soon had his mess all washed off her tummy.

“I’ll do your hair first. OK?”

Chris saw his best friend nod, so he picked up her favourite shampoo. Her hair was so soft and silky as he massaged the shampoo into her scalp. He recalled that same lovely scent from when she instigated a playful tickle fight with him last week and she ended up pinning him to the ground so her long blond hair cascaded all over his face. Janice was enjoying her best friend’s caressing fingers as he washed her hair. Rinsing off the shampoo, he gently stroked with the towel to get it dry. He picked up her favourite soap to put it on the cloth and there was that other enjoyable scent which always surrounded his best friend. He washed her face and behind her ears, exactly as she had done. Janice adored it as he softly dried her ears and face with a fresh warm towel. She most especially loved it when he leaned in to give her lips a full on kiss, as his brain had finally got round to circulating that memo confirming he was definitely into that sort of thing now. She noticed her best friend’s willy had gone so stiff again. As he washed along her arm he gave her a grin. She giggled both times his fingers dived into her armpits. He gave his best friend that smile.

“Turn round, I’ll wash your back now”

Before responding, she wrapped her arms around her best friend’s neck and pulled him in for a long deep kiss. He was momentarily saddened when his best friend released him, but then she turned and his eyes alighted on that stunning expanse of pink flesh going down to that dark crack with those two full globes, continuing along her beautiful, long, so feminine, legs. His hands felt so good as her best friend washed her back, then he crouched down to soap her legs. As he finished both legs, she bent forward to present him with her bottom. He studied his best friend’s globes with that alluring crack and heard her quiet moan as he rubbed all round then slipped his soapy fingers into that dark recess to push lightly against her entrance. It yielded as his fingers were surrounded by warmth and he washed her inside exactly as his best friend had done. She rose and turned round, then gave him that coy smile as she touched those so soft and warm bumps on her chest.

“Please sir, may I ask you to wash these now sir?”

He saw a light shudder as she touched the darker, sticking out centre of those bumps.

“They need rubbing especially hard just here sir to get them clean sir.”

He did as his best friend asked and was surprised to find them swell as he rubbed. They became quite firm, and he had a pleasant memory of seeing such things in his far distant past. Instinct took over as he suckled his best friend’s nipples. He got no liquid reward, but his pleasure was there in spades and knew she was loving it too as he heard her quiet purrs of sheer enjoyment. These rose in volume as his lips moved to kiss every square inch of those so soft and warm bumps, then he moved higher and their lips locked. As their lips finally parted, he gazed down at the final part of his best friend which needed bathing. She saw her best friend’s unsure look and realised that while boy parts are always on display, girl parts are hidden. She lifted a leg to place it on the edge of the bath then separated her lips to show her best friend the bits she definitely did not want him to miss. He was in awe to see the wet pinkness inside her lower lips as his best friend’s most private parts were fully revealed. At the top, he saw that glistening small fleshy pink cone peeping from the hood. It seemed to have grown, looking like a little pink willy sticking up.

“Please sir, may I ask you to clean thoroughly all round my kitty sir?”

She had that cheeky grin, as he saw her finger gently press against the lower hole, which yielded slightly.

“You need to wash deep inside here sir, to get me properly clean sir.”

He wondered what the small hole above it was for as he soaped his hand and began with his best friend’s blond pubic hair. As her best friend’s fingers slid down to her pinkness, she decided to guide them to the exact spot. He saw his best friend’s eyes go wide as she pressed his fingers on that small fleshy pink cone. It was quite hard as he gently rubbed it, and her breathing increased as she let out a moan of pure pleasure. His best friend moved his hand down further, then he felt her give an inwards press. Without the slightest resistance, the full length of his index finger slid right in. Those warm slippery walls squeezed against this welcome intruder as he heard a single breathless word.

“Rub!”

The effect was instant as he wiggled his finger tip. She thought her best friend’s finger was so much better in there than her own, then she pressed his thumb onto that fleshy cone. Her pleasure was getting towards maximum when she reached out to find her best friend’s pink, warm, so rigid tube. Their groans were in synchrony as his best friend’s fingers gave it such a squeeze, and she clamped those slippery walls hard on her best friend’s jiggling digit. As they both descended from their greatest high ever, he saw his best friend’s sparkling blue eyes open as her lips found their target and they went into a hug. Her tongue entered her best friend’s mouth, and they were both enjoying the intense pleasure. As they separated, his best friend giggled as she looked down at his semen spread all over their tummies.

“You’d better clean us up.”

She hadn’t actually used the word ask, so he felt OK to reach out for his best friend’s cheeks and pull her in for more.

“It can wait.”

She was fine with that, since what he was doing felt wonderful as her best friend’s tongue wrapped around hers. It was several minutes before she felt her tummy getting cold and disentangled from his mouth to give his so cute nose a sweet peck. She gave him her coyest smile.

“Please sir, may I ask you to clean our tummies up now sir? I think sir that your little winkle needs cleaning too sir.”

He picked up his best friend’s soap and soon had his stuff cleaned off both their tummies. He soaped up his not so little ‘winkle’ then finally rinsed everything off. He gave his best friend that smile.

“Step out please Janice so I can dry you off.”

That actually took much longer than you might think as Janice kept pulling him in for a lengthy kiss each time her best friend dried one of her tingling bits. She had one more delight for her best friend as he saw her sit down on the toilet. His best friend gave him her coy smile as she pointed between her wide open legs.

“Please sir, this little girl doesn’t want any accidents in bed sir. May I ask you to hold these open for me sir?”

He reached for her lower lips and did as he was asked. As he studied her pinkness, that smaller hole began to eject her yellow stream, and at last he knew where a girl’s pee comes out. She watched his soft willy rise, and by the time she had finished, it was that rock hard 7 incher. She leant forward to give her best friend’s twitching willy a light kiss. He smiled at her as he picked up some toilet tissue to wipe between her folds, then helped her up before giving his best friend a light kiss down there too.

After another bout of tongue fencing, they unlocked lips. He saw her hair was still damp. As he picked up the hair brush to sort his best friend out, he recalled how effectively it had been used on his bare bottom when he tried to defy her golden rule earlier. He was surprised to realise that tingling in his rear had spread all over and was actually feeling so warm and pleasant now. Chris wondered if it might be worth disobeying his best friend just to get this sensation again. She loved every second of her best friend’s attention and thought he was being so gentle with his light brushing of her hair. 200 strokes later he was satisfied his best friend’s silky blond hair was dry and in absolutely perfect condition. He reached down to shield her hood as he softly combed the hair between her legs, then finished off with the brush. As he paid attention to his best friend’s blond pubes, he saw that small fleshy pink cone get bigger.

They realised there were still chores to do. He cleaned the bath as she put his dirty clothes in the basket before folding hers in a neat heap, then tidied the bathroom. All done, he picked up his clean PJs and she collected her dirty clothes plus her panties and nightie then they went down. He was pleased to see his best friend was applying her golden rule to little girls too, and he certainly wasn’t bothered about this little girl running around naked. After almost 2 hours on the couch kissing, cuddling, and exploring, Janice heard Mrs Muldoon’s car drive up.

“Bedtime for little boys and little girls I think. We have to be got ready for bed now.”

His babysitter held out his PJ bottoms for him to step in. Chris picked up this little girl’s nightie and slipped it over her head, then gave her a kiss. On walking in, Mrs Muldoon was surprised to see Janice, and she was in her nightie too.

“Hello Janice. I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight.”

Mrs Muldoon didn’t see Janice wink at her best friend as she turned to his mum and put on that no nonsense look.

“Dad came back early from his shift, so mum had to go back and get his tea. She put me in charge as babysitter to get Master Christopher bathed and ready for bed. It would be after 10 when you returned from your late shift, which is almost my bedtime, so mum said it would save time if I got bathed and ready for bed round here.”

“Oh, you didn’t need to do that, as my little boy is growing up and I’ve let him bath himself for quite a while now…”

He had to suffer his mum ruffling his immaculate hair like he was still that little boy who ran through the sprinkler.

“…although little boys do skimp on washing all their nooks and crannies properly, so giving him a thorough bath is no bad thing. I hope young Christopher behaved himself tonight and did everything his babysitter asked him to do.”

Janice pulled him up and turned him round.

“Mostly he did Mrs Muldoon…”

She yanked down the rear of his PJs, displaying his still red bottom to his mum.

“… but I soon dealt with Master Christopher when he was being a naughty little boy. Didn’t I Master Christopher?”

Chris knew his mum still saw him as ‘her little boy’ and hoped he’d caught on to what his best friend was doing.

“Err… Yes you did Miss Janice. I’m very sorry for being a naughty little boy Miss Janice.”

He saw his mum give his best friend an approving nod as he pulled his pyjama bottoms back up.

“I see you take no nonsense from little boys Janice. I’ll be happy for you to look after young Christopher anytime.”

Mrs Muldoon looked down to see the front of her little boy’s pyjamas were tented out and he had a small damp spot at the top of the tent. Like many mums, she was in denial of her son’s maturity, and thought he probably splashed some water there, and that must be one of those involuntary erections the doctor said all little boys get as they grow up. It was fortunate for Chris that Mrs Richmond’s super cleans, coupled with his own efforts, meant he never had any spare semen for nocturnal wet dreams to reveal his true stage of puberty to his mum. She smiled at Janice.

“Thanks for looking after my little boy Janice. Your mum will be wondering where you’ve got to, so you’d best get back home and off to bed now. Be a good boy master Christopher and show Miss Janice out.”

Mrs Muldoon saw Janice’s clothes beside the sofa. She picked them up and held them towards her.

“Don’t forget to take back your dirty clothes Janice.”

Janice saw to her horror that there were two pairs of panties on top but was relieved to see that Mrs Muldoon clearly hadn’t noticed. She quickly whipped the whole bundle under her arm, then gave her best friend’s mum a smile.

“Thanks Mrs Muldoon. I’d forget my own head if it wasn’t screwed on.”

Mrs Muldoon watched her little boy accompany his babysitter to the back door. She didn’t see the wink he gave his best friend and thought it so cute as her son gave his babysitter a sweet peck on her cheek.

“Thank you very much for getting me bathed and ready for bed Miss Janice.”

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That night, as Chris got in bed and pulled the bedding around himself, his best friend’s fragrance wafted up from where he’d used her soap to wash the mess off his tummy and to clean up his sticky willy. His erection was instant and demanded attention. He grabbed two tissues from the latest box Mrs Richmond had left him and pumped away. It was nowhere near as satisfying as earlier but did the trick, and he soon fell into his exciting dream-filled sleep.

Next door, meanwhile, as Janice snuggled under the bedding, her best friend’s fragrance arose from her hands where she’d used his soap to bath him. Her hypothalamus did its job and she reached down to scratch that ferocious itch. It was nowhere near as satisfying as earlier but did the trick, and she soon fell into her exciting dream-filled sleep.

**********

It was on the Monday evening when her dad came home early again. He told her mum his shifts had permanently altered, and he would now be back at seven every weeknight. When her father went upstairs to take a bath, Janice wondered why she got a big grin as mum explained about the consequential change in her Friday night routine.

“Are you fine with getting Chris bathed and ready for bed on Friday nights from now on? Take everything you need, then you can get bathed and ready for bed round at Mrs Muldoon’s too. Is that OK with you?”

Janice couldn’t believe her luck, but hoped she’d managed to hide her glee with that no nonsense babysitter look. Her mum didn’t miss that subtle twinkle in the corner of her daughter’s eyes as she got her response.

“Sure mum. I’ll be happy to do that for you.”

Mrs Muldoon was still seeing Chris as that little boy who ran through the sprinkler and hadn’t noticed the change between her son and Janice. Mrs Richmond was a very different mum, and most definitely had. When Janice got back on Friday night, her huge smile and flushed cheeks could not be missed and that pile of dirty clothes she carried had her clean panties on top. She’d a pretty good idea what had been going on between Chris and her daughter, which was likely the same as what she and her first boyfriend got up to at Janice’s age whenever they were alone in the house.

Over the last few months she’d watched Janice’s subtle attempts to make Chris aware of her feelings but, just like her first boyfriend and most 12 year old boys, they had flown right over his head. Last week, she came into the living room and was surprised to find Chris on the floor being held down. Janice said they were only having a tickle fight, but she saw the smouldering look in her daughter’s eyes and was certain if she hadn’t interrupted them, Chris would have received her kiss. She was pleased Janice used the opportunity she placed right in her lap on Friday night to try far less subtle things in moving their ‘best friends’ status on to a more intimate level. She thought Chris probably ended up enjoying the spanking he got from Janice. She knew her first boyfriend always did, just like she did as he returned the favour. When Chris came round Saturday morning to ask Janice if she wanted to come with him to the pool, she saw their eyes meet, which told her all she needed to know to confirm Chris was fully into their new status.

Her husband always took ages in the bathroom, so she thought now was the appropriate time for her sensible daughter to receive ‘the talk’. After Janice sat down, she explained in detail about puberty in boys and girls and their potential consequences, even slipping in things about her first boyfriend and some of what they got up to at her age when alone. She saw Janice was absorbing everything and knew how mature her daughter had become. She gave her a smile.

“There are many fun things you and Chris can do, but you know you’ve both gone through puberty now. You’re a responsible young lady and I’m sure you won’t go too far around Chris without discussing it with me.”

Janice returned her mum’s smile then gave her an understanding nod.

“I won’t mum. Thanks for everything mum.”

Next morning, Chris came over in his smart school uniform to pick Janice up. Mrs Richmond watched them from the kitchen window and smiled as the couple walked off hand in hand for the bus stop. Once they left the house, Chris got her fabulous smile as Janice told him all about his future Friday night routine.

His girlfriend lightly smacked the rear of his neatly pressed grey school trousers, and he tingled all over.

“Now, is Master Christopher going to do everything I ask him to do on Friday nights?”

Her boyfriend gave that captivating smile, and she went weak at the knees.

“Yes Miss Janice.”

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