A Birthday Means a 'Bare' Day 3 - Justin and Jared's Memorable Twelfth: Bare, Blushing Birthday Brothers!

By HumbledBareBoy
TempusL75_Quanta@protonmail.com


Copyright 2023 by HumbledBareBoy, all rights reserved

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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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Justin and Jared's Memorable Twelfth: Bare, Blushing Birthday Brothers!”

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The following story takes place within the fictional “Puericil Universe,” plus any and all pertinent contextual elements, both concept and premise being the intellectual creation of Cassie, here in the “Forced Nudity Story Archive” and is thus used with permission for the present story which shall follow shortly below. The opening remarks of this website’s “Puericil Stories” listing page canonically defines the fictional medication as follows:

“Puericil is a popular commercial drug, harmless and very cheap. It drastically reduces male children's aggressiveness and makes them much more submissive and compliant, without affecting their intellectual capabilities. Prolonged treatment progressively eliminates or prevents the appearance of body hair in male children, although it will eventually grow again if the treatment is discontinued. Otherwise, it does not affect sexual development. Side effects may include diurnal and/or secondary nocturnal enuresis in some patients.”

The following story, along with its underlying ideas and premises, was written with the conscious intention of remaining both accurate and faithful to the original concept, established background/lore, and creative uniqueness of the “Puericil Universe” and “Conservative Resurgence” – as well as being informed, in various respects, by the “Puericil Writers’ Guide” written by Y Lee Coyote, also available on the “Puericil Stories” page within the opening. At the same time, however: This story also entails plenty of personal creativity and idiosyncratic ideation, in tandem with established canon, just to keep things relatively novel and exciting, along the way... 🙃

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Author Preface (@ March 2023):

Not only for transparency and honesty’s sake, but also to make whimsy and put smiles on faces, let me disclose a few personal revelations about the present story, readable at length further down below – said “revelations” being various little behind-the-scenes “extras” about this particular story, submitted by me for this 2023/03 update of FNA! “How utterly serendipitous it would be,” I thought to myself, “not to mention ever so amusingly droll, if the next installment of my ‘Birthday’ series specifically went live for the one FNA update of 2023 corresponding my actual birth-month, in real life!” That month being, of course, this current one (i.e., March) during which, on one (unspecified) day from the 31, this author will be officially reaching the Big 4-0! 😱😆

Rather ironic, in my opinion, because of the stark contrast between (1) the under-18 boy characters of my FNA stories, who remain helplessly beholden to parental authority, versus (2) a grown man such as myself, having the full rights and privileges of legal adulthood, plus the usual socially sanctioned independence and autonomy that go with it! Majority of the time, of course, all that “rights and autonomy” stuff is absolutely a very good thing; one major downside, however, is just the sheer difficulty of genuinely exploring a “forced nudity” kink, never mind conjuring into reality any associated fantasies of said kink!

(Wait just a sec, though! Is this larger phenomenon of “forced nudity” indeed best referred to as a “kink”? Or alternately, would “fetish” be the better and more accurate word for it, instead...?)

However, that’s precisely where on-topic “erotic nudity+humiliation stories” are most relevant and helpful, especially so when those stories help the reader(s) to escape from the flaws/limitations of real life, allowing them instead to enter a “make-believe” world where fantasies can come true... Particularly for this author, plus others with similar proclivities, where a major goal of mine with these “naked birthday” stories is just to excitedly revel in the sheer powerlessness, vulnerability, unfairness, etc. endured by my boy characters! Some may like to imagine themselves as the disciplinarians and/or “tormentors,” while those more like me prefer to imagine ourselves in the boys’ places, experiencing all the emotions and sensations as they do... 💖💥

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Taking out his smartphone, Matthew tapped the screen several times, so as to locate and open a most endearing recent home video, and immediately after pressing PLAY, both his eyes and his ears were wonderfully regaled by the memorable spectacle from two of his nephews, from several weeks ago, on the 3rd of April: Specifically, the preteen “naked birthday boy” Austin, accompanied by his slightly older 12-year-old brother Nick. In fact, that close “brotherly duo” also happened to be the two youngest sons from the equally loyal family led by his brother-in-law Nicholas Miller, Sr.!

Just as the revealing and (admittedly) explicit video demonstrated, the ridiculously cute pair had refreshingly, if only temporarily, lost all their shyness and even their very deepest inhibitions! Of course, Austin himself had some very strong personal feelings about that explicit video recording of his precocious, naked, and quite erect “birthday performance” – not only merely
existing but also being so casually shared to others, even outside the family! To be honest, though, that was a separate matter entirely...

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As shown in the recording, the newly 11-year-old Austin was (predictably) completely nude, pursuant to what the established family tradition mandated for its boys, on the occasions of their tenth through fifteenth birthdays. (Or alternately, in some rare but memorable exceptions, through the sixteenth or even seventeenth birthday, for certain “unorthodox” parents, to their very unwilling sons’ chagrin...) as was nearly always the case for the “birthday boys,” poor Austin was quite the modest boy by that age, exhibiting considerable self-consciousness and body-shyness; thus, he would never have even considered presenting his naked body to the family, readily and of his own accord. Per usual, however, it was not Austin’s choice whatsoever, nor had the birthday boy harbored even the faintest illusions of having some prerogative to “opt out,” as such!

Therefore, despite how deeply embarrassed and mortified the preteen birthday boy had felt, young Austin had ultimately made the right decision: To obediently (even if only reluctantly) conform with family tradition and cooperate in modeling his “birthday suit” for everyone else. In the video, during that specific moment, Austin had also been very excited – his boyish 2.8-incher, all stiff and poking upwards – not to mention firmly, securely seated on his brother’s lap! Already furiously stroking his little erection, with both legs splayed widely apart, perspiration had quickly started to gather over the entirety of his smooth prepubescent body until it faintly glistened in the ceiling lights! Curiously, the exposed Austin had, somehow, overcome his persistent “embarrassed” feelings (as evidenced by his reddened, blushing face) just enough to make occasional, brief eye contact – even if too bashful to maintain it...

Meanwhile, his slightly older brother Nick – whose own 13th birthday, looming ever close, was also fast approaching! – sat in the chair, having been momentarily shirtless but otherwise clothed, with both his arms securely and protectively wrapped around Austin’s slender torso, having actually been the one who initially talked his younger brother into this brazen performance! While holding the birthday boy atop his own lap, Nick also allowed his hands to explore Austin’s exposed body, anywhere and everywhere hands could reach – deliberately touching, fondling, and stimulating his younger brother in the most intimately erotic ways possible! At one moment, Nick would be sensually tweaking and rubbing the younger boy’s dime-sized little nipples...

...but only a brief while later, his hands would be directly ahold of Austin’s hairless, prepubescent little “boy parts” to administer some close and loving attention: Caressing and kneading, here and there, yet with uncanny dexterity as he avoided obstructing the preteen’s own desperate, and increasingly energetic, self-stimulation! Although the action soon became more complex and exciting, their admiring “Uncle Matt” had actually found that preceding phase of the performance the most endearing!

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Back to reality and the present, Matthew Thomas could not deny finding himself inexplicably charmed by the delightfully peculiar juxtaposition of simultaneous carnal lust and playful innocence, somehow occurring in harmonious tandem. Indeed, he found himself embracing every second of it, moment by moment, as the most right and proper thing in the world! More importantly, in his own case, this “appreciation” was not even a matter of him being at all sexually aroused; instead, his enjoyment of the scene was fundamentally aesthetic and deeply emotional, first and foremost.

(That being said, however, Matthew also had to admit that a nude boy’s exposed body and smooth skin were every bit as satisfying to touch, as they were to behold. Indeed, back during Austin’s birthday party, he had been momentarily quite transfixed in admiring his brother-in-law’s skillful and loving “handling” of Austin’s body, particularly that intimate, dexterous prostate massage to help stimulate his son to climax! Yet more importantly, with the extended Miller family’s support and guidance over the years, even Matthew himself had achieved greater comfort and skill, at the handling of boys’ nude bodies – plus growing to sincerely enjoy doing so, as well...)

As “Uncle Matt” continued adoringly gazing upon Austin and Nick’s youthful beauty – one boy completely nude, and the other bare-chested – the man’s very spirit was profoundly “moved.” He felt himself emotionally swept away at witnessing the very breath-taking spectacle of his nephews expressing their “boyish exuberance,” so openly and without inhibition. Even Austin himself, contrary to his earlier feelings of humiliation over his naked body so explicitly displayed to everyone, had temporarily forgotten about this while distracted by, plainly and simply, a most sublime carnal pleasure!

Today, however, would be devoted to a different birthday observance – this one, in contrast, being focused on not just one but, in fact, two birthday boys: Matthew’s own identical twin sons, 12-year-old Justin and Jared! Pausing the video, the father subsequently tapped and swiped at his screen some more, so as to activate his device’s Photo Gallery. Within the app, he swiftly navigated backwards in time, all the way to precisely 365 days prior, and finally brought up the image set from Justin and Jared’s 11th birthday celebration last year, flipping through the candid and revealing photo collection.

Just as one would almost surely expect, some of those images merely featured either Justin or Jared alone, but in most cases, the two brothers remained in close proximity, and younger relatives occasionally teased them about being “honorary conjoined twins,” along with other irreverent jokes. That date being his sons’ shared birthday, it went without saying that Justin and Jared were fully nude, so everyone could see their younger bodies had still been totally prepubescent and hairless, as of that point in time!

(Also, much like Austin more recently, the naked birthday twins simply could not keep those cute little “boy stiffies” of theirs tamed, no matter how much embarrassed blushing they consequently endured! Preserved and commemorated, of course, by Justin and Jared’s official “bare-boy birthday-boner” photo, which presently was very conspicuously displayed, right on the family-room wall...)

Verily, the Matthew Thomas of 20+ years ago, who balked in righteous indignation at the idea of “enforced boy-nudity” and related practices, no longer existed at this current point in time! In contrast to all that initial skepticism, the present-day man now clearly recognized that the men and boys (i.e., in his wife Jennifer’s family) were just so well-behaved, not to mention quite refreshingly free of various flaws borne of mainstream masculine socialization. Meanwhile, he had simultaneously realized that his niece and two daughters demonstrated plenty ability to be open and vulnerable, entirely innately, so they needed no such birthday rituals themselves – as he imagined was universally the case for girls, in general – no matter how passionately the boys objected to the “unfair” double-standard.

Within the Thomas father’s own mind – like the whole “Miller” family, immediate and extended alike – it was merely the logical acknowledgement of one basic, unavoidable truth: Girls need modesty and should thus be afforded all due privacy, but boys need exposure and, therefore, should spend considerable time naked in front of others, both genders and all ages, whether they like it or not!” In cases where excessively modest boys, on account of unwarranted “body shyness,” decline or refuse to willingly cooperate with parental rules and expectations around mandatory exposure, resisting appropriate nudity in reasonable contexts with proper witnesses, then such boys may need “assistance” from their parents, or another authority figure...

...and considering how petulant and querulous boys can often be, that aforementioned “assistance” will usually entail some form of “corporal persuasion,” either merely threatened or, if need be, outright enacted! Whatever the specific form, a would-be strict disciplinarian has many options for implement to bring a disobedient boy in line – such as a firm hand, a sturdy paddle, a quality leather strap, or another sufficiently “convincing” punishment tool!

In the end, either one way or another, the boy will end up modeling his “birthday suit” in front of, honestly, whoever his parents see fit to include in that viewing audience! On the boy’s own part, in stark contrast, the only real choice available to him is, as the saying goes: “Will it be the easy way, or the hard way?” (Alternately, shall the boy ultimately opt for a “pain-ful” or a “pain-less” experience, along the way...? Hmmm, one cannot help but wonder...)

Additionally, in spite of Matthew’s initial aversion and objections to the enforcement of Puericil by some parents upon their frequently unwilling sons, the man nonetheless soon grew to find those boys, the ones who received the treatment, especially appealing and lovable for their more subdued, agreeable personalities and generally obedient attitudes and behavior. Although, phrased more honestly, terms like “submissive” and “docile” would be far more accurate, and to the Thomas father’s own recollection, the best evidence of such was the second time he saw Jennifer’s cousin, Charlie – half a year since the boy’s 13th birthday, kept by his parents on a consistent Puericil regimen, all that time. In all fairness, young Charlie had remained every bit as modest and body-shy as always, but with one notable difference: The “transformed” 13-year-old boy, by that point, would merely tremble, blush, and sob when stripped naked around others, having essentially been psychologically emptied of any will, courage, or confidence to resist!

However, perhaps of even greater significance: The more naked boys that Matthew Thomas saw over the intervening years, the more he eventually found himself sharing the sentiment expressed by Jennifer’s aunt back then...

« Boys are indeed so much cuter, and quite pleasing to behold, while still hairless and with much smaller privates, exhibiting and displaying that innocently “boyish” aesthetic of prepubescence! »

...and even though the overwhelming majority of “Puericil parents” surely would never admit to it, with a suspiciously defensive handful going so far as indignantly denying it, there nonetheless seemed to be a pervasive silent consensus among those parents: For parents of boys on the treatment, a common feeling that “keeping them prepubescent” was a very convenient and appealing “fringe benefit” of putting boys on some regimen to receive the medication.

Finally: In observing his own children, alongside their boy cousins by his brothers-in-law, Matthew easily discerned how deeply his sons and nephews benefited from that peculiar birthday tradition – as it counteracted many of the baser impulses that other boys outside the family often exhibited. While the three Thomas brothers – Hunter, Justin, and Jared – grew older, promising to mature into fine young men, their father more and more had to acknowledge the benefits of the Miller family’s “naked boy-birthday” tradition! Long story short, the now fully converted “Matthew Thomas, Father and Husband” of that moment bore no resemblance whatsoever to his younger past self of 20+ years prior!

More to the point, this also meant that no part of him felt any doubt or hesitance about making sure his boys had some occasional “naked time” in their family’s presence – even if they needed some “encouragement” to secure their compliance! For today’s purposes, specifically, that meant Justin and Jared’s compliance with their parents’ expectations and requirements, plus complete and unhesitating cooperation with all the procedures and formalities of their 12th birthday observance, to commence in the very near future, at noon sharp! First order of business: Getting those cute “birthday brothers” changed into their formal “ritual attire” for the day – bare-skinned and exposed, in their innocent and natural “boyish” forms!

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Mr. Thomas quickly finished his brandy and stood up from the comfortable desk chair, exiting the office to seek out his brother-in-law, the boys’ Uncle Luke; it was time to set things in motion and complete all of the needed preparations. In less than two hours, the eager and excited gathered family would finally receive what they were all impatiently waiting for: To gaze upon the revealed nude bodies of his and his wife’s identical twin sons, exposed from head to toe and bereft of all barriers and secrets, to admire their natural bare forms while momentously turning twelve years old that day!

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During that entire time, in a different room of the house, the birthday twins Justin and Jared were also contemplating what the day held in store for them – a ritual they both dreaded, rather predictably! Yet just as had been the case for another boy – that being 13-year-old Charlie,over 20 years ago – this looming ordeal was also something they were completely powerless to somehow alter. Within the temporary safety of their shared bedroom, both brothers sat on their respective beds facing in one another’s direction, sometimes making eye contact with each other but mostly just looking downwards...

In actuality, the two could have each had their very own (separate) bedrooms if they wanted. Their parents were, after all, financially well-off enough that their family home boasted “rooms to spare,” and Mr. and Mrs. Thomas had even asked the boys directly if they wanted such a thing. As predicted, though, the brothers had declined the offer, preferring instead to continue sharing a room – as they would likely persist in doing, while living in their family home.

Just as expected of them by their parents, in all honesty, because Justin and Jared had always taken considerable comfort from one another’s presence and shared bond, both emotionally and otherwise. This particular occasion especially, their shared twelfth birthday and traditional celebratory family event, they would need that comfort once again. Justin was the first to tilt his head up and glance in his twin’s direction, softly addressing the other boy, in sort of a half-whisper, “Hey...” As twins often can, he was able to convey everything with his facial expression, alone.

Jared met his brother’s gaze and nodded because, in all fairness, no further words were even necessary between them! The two looked at each other with resigned expressions of vague dread; the Thomas twins knew exactly what was going to happen, very shortly. The standard birthday ritual was completely familiar to the twins – having been through it several times themselves, as well as observing events when their older brother Hunter, along with all six of their boy cousins, had cooperated with tradition during their own family-attended birthday observances.

Most recently, of course, the twins had witnessed this at their aunt and uncle’s house, celebrating Austin’s 11th birthday and witnessing the prescribed ritual procedures. They had watched closely (not to mention quite lustfully!) as their nude prepubescent cousin had very reluctantly displayed his fully exposed body to the entire gathered family, subsequently experiencing an embarrassing erection that he was forbidden to conceal, before eventually submitting to endure a most painful birthday paddling that left him profusely crying!

Yet rather shockingly – and for reasons the twins could not understand – after the spanking, Austin had even let himself be coaxed to jerk off, stimulating himself all the way to climax; not that masturbation, in and of itself was that outrageous, but this time, their 11-year-old cousin had actually stroked himself to release in front of the family, of all things! Not that the brothers had objected or taken offense, mind you, and to the contrary, they had actually enjoyed the “performance” rather transparently and with obvious enthusiasm! After all, Justin and Jared themselves quite frequently experimented sexually with each other, occasionally with their older brother Hunter joining them...

(Only with the utmost discretion, of course, because the three brothers most emphatically did not want their parents, nor their aunts and uncles, privy to their overall diverse and exciting activities! Taboo activities that constituted the Thomas boys’ own hot, intimate, homoerotic, and deliciously incestuous version of “brotherly love” – their own little secret, safely hidden behind interior walls and bedroom doors...right? Right?! Hmmm...)

More to the point, in fact, these activities had always occurred under complete seclusion/concealment, so the 12-year-old duo could not even imagine themselves “showing off” like that in front of a gathered audience, family or otherwise. Yet to reiterate, none of that is to deny or minimize Justin and Jared’s rather immense personal enjoyment of their prepubescent cousin’s “performance” – especially the end result, Austin’s unforgettable loud and sweaty climax!

The memories and fantasies had been serving as frequent masturbatory fodder ever since then, but if their unwillingness – to switch places, themselves as performers now – could rightly be called hypocritical, then that nuance completely slipped both their anxious young minds! Granted, their younger cousin’s own birthday party had taken place well over a month ago, but in the two boys’ minds, right then and there: It sure as hell felt like a much shorter time because, as the brothers fully well knew, they were about to experience the same thing – in just a short while, scarcely over an hour.

However, one small fact was of comfort: The twins took limited solace in knowing they had tried to be considerate to Austin during his ordeal – and also to their cousin Daniel, during his own birthday, less than a week prior. From considering this, the preteen boys desperately imagined a “silver lining” of sorts, so they just hoped it earned them “good karma” – which, hopefully, they could “cash in” today.

(At the very least, Justin and Jared took some added comfort knowing it was not yet their 13th birthdays yet. All the same, they still felt some deep, albeit nebulous, sense of dread in the knowing that this very eventuality was now only a year away! Having observed both their older brother’s 13th birthday, nearly a year ago – as well as their cousin Tony’s 13th and 14th observances, by this point! – they were afraid to think of that which ominously awaited them, in just 365 days from today...)

Shortly thereafter, as one might reasonably predict, the brothers were dismayed (but honestly, not at all surprised) when they heard a knock at their bedroom door, around 10:40 A.M. They knew what was about to happen, having always commenced and “kicked into gear” for them earlier than it did for their older brother and other boy cousins, just because double the boys resulted in double the work for the Thomas twins’ birthday ritual. In fact, to keep things on track for Justin and Jared’s shared birthdays, their Uncle Nicholas and Uncle Luke would take turns, switching off each year – such that, while their father would administer one twin’s birthday spanking, the participating uncle could administer the other, simultaneously and in tandem.

Naturally, Uncle Nicholas and his family would certainly be attending the party today, yet he would only be there as a guest and spectator. After all, he had already been the second spanker last time (at the boys’ 11th birthday party, exactly one year ago) where he had given Justin his ceremonial paddling – right alongside his brother-in-law, Mr. Thomas, who had simultaneously done the honors for Jared. This year, Justin would be paddled by his father, while their Uncle Luke would perform the same act for his brother Jared.

Amusingly, all the adult family members – mothers and fathers, plus aunts and uncles – playfully employed the phrase “birthday spanking,” both for some levity and to sound “less scary.” Yet speaking honestly, as all nine boy cousins frequently pointed out in exasperation, the word “spanking” was highly misleading! Because as everyone perfectly well knew, the term “paddling” was far more accurate and better conveyed the painfully bottom-burning nature of that specific practice. Regardless, however, the adults all continued to merrily, if also disingenuously, employ the phrase “birthday spanking” – simply because to their own ears, it just sounded so playful and...nostalgic(?)

The door opened, and Matthew and Jennifer Thomas strolled into that “sanctum” of boyhood and brotherhood, energetic and cheerful with warm smiles, to greet and address their newly 12-year-old sons, having previously spoken briefly with their Uncle Luke, only a short while ago. The brothers looked at each other once more and nodded, both of them ready to conduct themselves obediently and cooperatively – even if only reluctantly so, not to mention also with considerable trepidation.

(In fact: The initial idea for this mutual “brotherly pact” had specifically been Jared’s, who had brought it up the other day, imploring his twin Justin to agree not to be uncooperative but to join him and, instead: Despite how distressing and embarrassing they knew it would be, in shared submission, they would both force themselves to cooperate together – just to make everything easier on themselves.)

Without needing to be told, therefore: In tandem, Justin and Jared rose together from their seats, stood upright with good posture, having positioned themselves side-by-side – left and right, respectively, from their parents’ own viewing angle opposite themselves. Being identical twins and pretty much genetic “copies,” they stood at their full heights of 5′3″ [1.6 m] exactly, the tops of their heads being effectively perfect in alignment. (In fact, their mother’s now-adult cousin had once complimented the twins for being a little taller, at nearly twelve, than he had been at thirteen!) Side by side, the handsome pair were as “mirror images” of one another, even with their clothing still on, in fact.

All too soon, though, Justin and Jared would certainly appear even more so, once fully disrobed with their naked bodies on display. They shared the same hairstyle: A crewcut upon each boy, tapered a little bit on the sides and back, so that their hair lay close to their heads, looking rather adorable in its simplicity. The parents looked at each other and smiled slightly, having the exact same thought: Their preteen twin sons were two very handsome boys, indeed! Again, speaking and moving in unison, the Thomas parents faced Justin and Jared, together both exclaiming, “Happy birthday, boys!”

“You’re both turning twelve, today!” Mr. Thomas exclaimed at them, with great excitement in his tone. “That’s always a special one for boys, you know?” Jared reached over to Justin, and squeezed his brother’s left shoulder affectionately, offering both solidarity and emotional support.

“Plus, with you two being twins, that just makes it all extra special because you get to share it with each other!” their mother added, as Justin returned the gesture by briefly cradling the other boy’s hand with his own.

Justin and Jared nodded and together politely replied, “Thank you, Mom and Dad...” Niceties aside, however, the brothers were not terribly excited because they could already sense their father about to formally issue the dreaded order.

And sure enough, Mr. Thomas indeed quickly addressed his two sons, “Okay, boys, you know what to do: Disrobe completely, fold and stack your clothes, and stand at attention facing your mother and I, hands clasped behind your backs in ‘parade rest’ stance – just to confirm, is that understood?” It was time for the birthday twins to submit to the traditional birthday baring, which was already nerve-wracking enough for any of the boys, but for these two, shortly destined to be nude while in close proximity to each other, there was the compounded threat of getting aroused by sight and proximity of each other’s naked bodies – and thus finding themselves inconveniently “standing at attention,” in quite a different manner of speaking!

Briefly glancing at each other with a look of silent mutual support, Jared and Justin mutually honored their prior “pact” and, therefore, did not make any gesture or sign of protest. Instead, the pair merely began to comply, so as to avoid any needless additional trouble, both for their own selves and for one another. (Starting, of course, by looking their parents in the eyes, nodding in transparent acceptance and submission!) The 12-year-olds were both already barefoot, so that would presumably expedite the “baring” process, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas suspected.

Indeed, the brothers proceeded to waste no time at all – not only so as to move things along but also wishing to maintain their parents’ contentment – thus they quickly began unbuttoning, then subsequently unzipping, their jeans. In such harmony, as twins often achieve without even consciously trying, Justin and Jared both pulled downward on the waist of their jeans, with the blue denim garments passively falling down to the carpet below.

Their older brother Hunter, nearly fourteen years old, exhibited a slenderer physique – largely due to his customary plethora of athletic hobbies and interests; quite in stark contrast, however, the twins themselves were quite visibly on the huskier side, physically speaking, and they exhibited a shared softer build, somewhere “middle of the way” between two bodily types – specifically, the bodies of their slightly-older cousins Nick and Tony, two eldest sons of Uncle Nicholas. The brothers both still wore the tight-fitting little white briefs of young boys, so removing their jeans had also, incidentally, exposed their somewhat thick and round thighs, which then led further downward, towards their proportionally narrower lower legs.

Despite their still-young ages, only just now turning twelve that very day, some modest yet undeniable physical markers of puberty were already visibly presenting: The thighs remained almost completely smooth, but their lower legs now had a few nigh-imperceptible soft hairs, at least exceeding the familiar “peach fuzz” of a younger boy but still finer than those of Hunter, whose puberty was clearly already in motion! For their own parts, the parents noticed their modest beginnings of pubertal body hair and looked at one another, slightly nodding in mutual acknowledgement of some common realization – which their (somewhat) early-blooming twin sons did consciously register, although knowing not what to think about that shared observation.

(Of course, had they been able to read their mother and father’s minds, then they might have actually wished to remain fully prepubescent still – if only for a few months longer, at least! Put it this way: The presence of those initial “boy hairs,” in some cases, can end up being even more embarrassing than their absence – uh-oh! A short “moment of silence”, please, for young Justin and Jared’s ongoing day of enforced nudity...)

Once again, quickly glancing at each other, Justin and Jared would next move on to dutifully “smooth out” their jeans, fold the jeans neatly, and finally lay out the denim garments, upon their respective beds. Still observing their “brotherly” agreement form earlier, there was yet no resistance in sight, thus “holding true” to that silent shared resolve. The boys then simultaneously reached down to grab the tails of their shirts, unceremoniously pulling these up to their necks, then over their heads and completely off – displaying their slightly-tanned, stocky torsos. Not necessarily padded to quite the same extent as Cousin Tony, but their soft pectorals, rounded stomachs, and slightly thick arms matched their legs. Jared was a tiny bit heavier than the slightly more active Justin, but visually, the difference between their bodies would have been imperceptible to the casual observer.

As they lifted their wrists and hands up higher to finish removing their shirts, their mother and father also noticed the familiar unmistakable smoothness of their immaturely hairless armpits – despite the slight, faint amount on their lower arms. (As with the boys’ legs, by amount and thickness, their modest pubertal hair growth, once again, was not nearly as far along as their brother, yet it still was noticeable, at the very least, if nothing else!) The twins could not help but unconsciously dawdle a bit, about folding up their shirts – perhaps trying to buy a few precious seconds...

...but their father quickly sped them along! Firmly but, to his credit, not aggressively, Matthew was all too swift, immediately commanding his sons, “Come on, you two! Might as well move it along here because the clock’s ticking, you know?” Although the father had some basic, reasonable empathy and understanding (for his sons’ obvious modesty and body-shyness) the fact remained that commands were commands regardless. Once a boy’s mother or father orders all his clothes off, then he better be stark naked, post-haste, with neither arguments nor even delays!

Justin and Jared both sighed as they quickly finished placing the (neatly!) folded shirts also atop their respective beds, stacked in a layer on the jeans, and then they slowly turned back in their parents’ direction. With slightly pained expressions, each nervous preteen boy grasped the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down off his waist, and then over his hips, Justin moving somewhat more slowly, for whatever reason...

...but in having now done this, the brothers also had (inevitably) fully exposed their just-slightly developed boy parts – not only to one another, but also to their parents – revealing a modest yet visible amount of fine wispy “beginner hairs” that presently adorned the bases of their two (mostly) hairless, uncircumcised little boy-peters! Not having boned up just yet, their soft organs only measured in at 1.8″ [4.6 cm] soft, including the small tips of foreskin. (Which, for what it was even worth, qualified them also having slightly more than Austin’s own flaccid size...) Beneath those adorably “boyish” nubs, were smooth skin-pouches that cradled their delicate little “marbles,” which had only just begun to descend!

The preteens next summoned the necessary willpower from within, thereby valiantly “powering forward” to a point, soon thereafter having pulled their underwear the rest of the way off, then down their legs, until their white briefs just fell...right to the carpeted bedroom floor. Then carefully stepping out of their discarded underwear, each naked boy was diligent about bending down to retrieve them, and with time marching on forward, the boys soon had successfully managed to correctly fold the garments – before finally setting those also aside, right with their previously relinquished clothing items.

Justin and Jared both glanced at each other, wincing for a brief but meaningful interval yet mutually ­empathizing in this shared experience, before turning back around to face their mother and father – feet shoulder-width apart and both hands behind their backs, with one hand clasping the other’s wrist, just like the aforementioned “parade rest” formation, and now reluctantly but still obediently making eye contact with their parents. Somehow, mutually gazing (parents to sons, and vice versa) from their respective sides made the nude birthday boys feel even more exposed, which was completely intentional on their parents’ parts, not to mention Matthew and Jennifer’s full awareness of it.

From a viewer’s external perspective, it was like “seeing double,” one might say: Two cute, boyish faces on soft, stocky bodies that were displaying the beginnings of puberty – while still exuding that characteristic smooth, prepubescent innocence – only the faintest of visual difference between them! Although inwardly embarrassed and blushing furiously, Justin and Jared did not dare attempt to cover themselves or break eye contact with their mother and father. To make the scenario even worse, their embarrassment seemed to have produced the (admittedly counter-intuitive) effect of causing some blood to rush downstairs! While the brothers did not develop full erections, it was still enough for the parts to noticeably enlarge and make them feel even more self-conscious!

“All right, Justin and Jared...” Matthew began, sighing and shaking his head, “let me guess!” Pausing a moment, he and his wife both glanced down, in the most obvious manner possible, at their nude preteen sons’ exposed pubic areas, before turning their gazes back upwards and resuming eye contact with them. “You’re really embarrassed about standing here nude in front of your mother and I, which then makes you feel really nervous and anxious, so you got some extra blood rushing down there all of a sudden...am I right, so far?

“Mmhmm...” Justin hesitantly and softly replied, while Jared just silently nodded.

“Yeah, I figured,” affirmed their father. “So now you’re both scared that, any second now, you’ll both bone up right here and now, and we’ll both see it with our own two eyes?” Again, the boys nodded, just as Matthew had predicted, so he continued, “Well, I’m sure you both remember Austin’s recent birthday, and his constant unwanted erections that day, don’t you?”

“Ehhhh, umm, yeah...” Jared bashfully agreed. “Then, he kind of, ummm, well...” going quiet for a moment, before finding his words and finishing, “You know, took care of it!”

“Exactly!” their father crisply confirmed, only to then drop the “bad news” on both boys: “Therefore, boys, you both might as well get used to the idea, since you’ll be spending a huge chunk of your time quite erect, in front of every single guest present!”

“But boys,” their mother attempted to reassure them, “please don’t worry about it! After all, nobody minded when Austin’s little stiffies kept popping up like they did, and if anything, we just thought it was so cute...” Finally, with a warm smile, she then concluded, “Later on today, you two, I’m sure you two will be every bit as precious, with your own little peckers all erected and poking up -- just two bare little birthday boys, adorably innocent in your natural skin! So Justin and Jared, there’s absolutely nothing you two ought to feel bashful or self-conscious about -- all righty, then?

Of course, that was such a quintessentially awkward “mortifying mom thing” to say to her sons, but luckily for the self-conscious brothers, they were at least spared the discomfort of fumbling to respond -- when all four heads turned, in response to a rapid loud knock, toward the bedroom’s entranceway! Mr. and Mrs. Thomas had left door wide open, so they all at once saw one of Jennifer’s brothers standing there: None other than Uncle Luke himself, smiling eagerly and holding a few things in his hands. “Justin, Jared – hey there, you two!” their uncle excitedly called out, casually stepping through the portal and into the room. “I can see you boys are now ‘properly attired’ in your birthday suits! Wow, but it’s actually been six whole months since the last time I saw you both in the altogether, at your last medical check-up...”

“Really, Luke? In that case, then, why don’t you get a better look for yourself, real quick? Right down there, below their waists!” Matthew proudly encouraged his brother-in-law, then adding, “I think you’ll notice some, well, changes since their last physical...”

Peering closer for a moment, Luke then happily exclaimed, “Well, I’ll be damned! Looks a couple cute little boys just got their first ‘hairs’ down there, doesn’t it?” Smiling at his nephews, while stepping over in front of them, their uncle then added, “Congratulations, Justin and Jared! Seems like you got an extra birthday present, from Mother Nature herself, starting your puberty just a little bit early! Even your big brother, Hunter, didn’t get there until about a month before his 13th, just last year...”

“Umm, thanks, Uncle Luke!” Jared responded, at least making some cursory effort at politeness.

“Yeah, totally!” Justin agreed, even if his tone was noticeably half-hearted. “Thanks a bunch, mmmm...for real!”

“Welcome, boys!”
Luke responded, before handing each nude birthday brother one pill, before passing the water bottle to them, as well! Jared first took his capsule, swallowing with a generous gulp of water, then handing the bottle to his twin, who did the same.

“But Uncle Luke,” Justin then curiously asked, “what was that pill supposed to be?”

Peering at the medicine bottle, Jared squinted his eyes, trying to read aloud, “Hmmm, nico- something, silden- this, ummm...” Yet in the end, the boy had to accept his inability to decipher the label text from the medicine bottle, held in his uncle’s hand, “...I dunno, what does it say?” Along with Justin, both shrugged in unison, from shared ignorance of the answer...

“Nothing too fancy,” Uncle Luke kindly yet casually reassured them, while turning to wink at his sister, Jennifer, and her husband Matthew. “Just a bit of helpful medication, to keep your digestive function and nerves both calm, while inhibiting any over-activity...”

(Actual Text: “Methylnicotinic Sildenaphenidate” – [Ref. endnote, @ No. 1] – so naughtily perverted, yes? 😍)

Even if the birthday boys had felt remotely inclined to press their inquiries further, or even to actually complain/protest, it would not have been a true priority, in that moment, because their thoughts and emotions were as plain as day and fixated elsewhere! From their faces (e.g., raised eyebrows, intermittent blinking, lip biting) to the rest of their bodies (faster breathing and tensed muscles) – their anxiety could not have been clearer. As the 12-year-olds became a bit more fidgety, their father mercifully granted them the small favor of temporarily leaving their parents’ gazes, by sending them to the bathroom for their preparatory shower.

“Justin, Jared,” Mr. Thomas began, approaching his two youngest sons – resting each hand casually, upon one bare shoulder per each twin boy. “You two go ahead and take your shower, okay? While your mother and I talk some more with your Uncle Luke. I’ll be in there to check on you two soon!” (Briefly glancing towards his wife, they surreptitiously winked at one another, sharing the exact same knowing look upon their faces...) More outwardly, however, where the brothers could easily see and notice, Matthew just affectionately caressed each son’s shoulder, giving both an affectionate squeeze.

The twins themselves, certainly all too eager for even some temporary privacy, almost immediately nodded and blurted out, “Right away, Dad, thank you!” Without missing a beat, the Thomas twins practically flew out the door in a flash (haha, get it?), darted down the hallway, and disappeared into the bathroom. Out of the corner of one eye, though, Jared had noticed another family member, their Uncle Nicholas, also entering the hallway – briefly waving hello, as Jared awkwardly reciprocated – before joining his siblings and brother-in-law in the twins’ shared bedroom.

For a moment, Jared had briefly wondered to himself, whether or not maybe he should mention this, even if merely in passing, to Justin also – yet there was no point, was there? At least, not within the boy’s own naive young mind, because neither would have thought anything of it, either way. Especially not during that moment, with a toasty warm shower waiting for them – which offered temporary reprieve that afforded the brothers, united there together to share one hot and steamy daydream of sexy, intimate, naked “brotherotic” bliss! [Ref. endnote @ No. 2]

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“My, my, my...” a smirking Nicholas Miller, Sr., observed aloud to his siblings and brother-in-law, as they all watched two naked boys vanish into the bathroom. “...seems our pair of cute little ‘birthday brothers’ clearly started puberty, sometime recently!” he approvingly exclaimed, before turning to address Jennifer directly, “Congrats, Sis, that’s all three of yours, both Hunter and the twins, now in process!”

“So it would seem...” agreed Jennifer, “...with their first pubic hairs now having emerged, plus also showing a sufficiently respectable ‘soft’ size – or at least for their current age, if nothing else!” Pausing for a moment, just to collect her thought, she then looked over at her husband Matthew to ask of him, “As for ‘hard’ measurements, though – think it’ll be difficult getting them to that state, or...maybe not? What do you think, dear?”

However, before her husband had even a chance to respond, it was Luke who immediately spoke up, “Well, actually, Jen – you and Matthew will be relieved to know I already took care of that, for the boys, along with you two...” looking up, momentarily, to notice the couple’s expressions of confusion. Uncle Luke then elaborated for them, “That medication I gave my nephews, was actually not for the reasons I told them, but for the time being, I’ll simply put it like this: Once the pill’s 20 to 30-minute ‘dormancy period’ has expired, you may rest assured that our sweet, handsome Justin and Jared will spend the party very energized and excited, not to mention faithfully ‘standing at attention’ all day...”

At this, the four adults burst out in loud and raucous cackling, with Matthew jestingly scolding Luke, “Why, you diabolical and crafty bastard! Well played, I have to admit!” Then, momentarily looking towards the bathroom the twins’ father also mused, “Of course, right now, those two would be rock-hard erect anyway, no pills required! In fact, now I’m honestly a bit worried – specifically, that those sons of mine are gonna be so busy getting each other off, that they’ll end up forgetting to get themselves nice and clean...”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” added Nicholas, Sr. “But don’t forget, also, you still have to get them all shaved smooth, below the neck, before noon...” he casually informed Matthew, then out loud further opined, “It’s really unfortunate, though – the shaving, that is! – when my nephews just look so goddamn precious, exactly as-is! You know, with those new wispy ‘boy hairs,’ adorably decorating their cute little peckers...”

To this, even though the four adults recognized the importance of upholding family tradition, they also had to admit the truth of those words! For a short while, they stood quietly there, in mutual silent agreement, but all of a sudden, Luke whole face lit up brightly, which caught the attention of everyone else, in the process.

“Luke?” inquired Matthew Thomas, to his brother-in-law of so many years. “What is it? Some groundbreaking insight or idea, perhaps?

Smiling and self-assured of his epiphany, the family’s resident licensed pediatrician – Dr. Luke Miller, MD – quickly, yet quietly, elaborated his proposal for the others, “Okay, consider this: What if you could postpone the shaving component temporarily, rather than immediately tackling that particular phase? Instead, you’d be letting Justin and Jared keep their new hair, if only just briefly...”

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Meanwhile, and elsewhere: With the naked twin brothers now alone together in the bathroom, Jared closed (but not locked) the door and turned on the ventilation fan, while Justin simultaneously did his part by opening the glass doors to the shower – which was big enough to hold even more than two people comfortably – plus additional preparations whereupon the pair stepped inside together. As they did so often, the boys were going to shower together; the brothers were comfortable with each other, in this regard, and they were good at helping each other with bathing: Washing one another’s backs, assisting with hair, ministrations to private areas, and so forth.

(Strangely enough, their parents had continued to allow this, as the boys entered their preteen years , and as a matter of fact, not even the twins’ recently exposed pubertal onset appeared any cause for parental concern! Weird, for sure, but admittedly also quite convenient, for the precociously incestuous brothers themselves...)

Justin activated the water and adjusted the hot and cold knobs to a comfortable temperature, and very shortly, Jared soon joined him, also closing the shower door upon them. The nude boys took turns standing underneath the spray of warm water, turning around as they did, so as to wet their entire bodies; as the two maneuvered, each boy felt his brother’s bare skin brushing against his own body at various points. They were, of course, perfectly comfortable with this; as a matter of fact, more than comfortable, as both Justin and Jared immediately started getting hard.

Both of them, so soon and quite easily, had become fully erect at 4″ [10.2 cm], which was even a little over twice their flaccid length, if only barely so! Without thinking, Jared reached down and grasped hold of Justin’s (undeniably) rock-hard little “stiffie” down below, carefully pulling back the foreskin before gently and sensually rubbing the sensitive and glistening glans underneath, which he has just now exposed! All the while, not saying a word, yet with determined intensity, staring right into his identical twin brother’s opened eyes...

Justin moved his body a bit closer to Jared, maintaining eye contact, and started to reach down as well. When the twins showered together, it was also often an opportunity to “play around” and explore their budding sexual desires; mostly, they just liked to touch each other, rub their smooth young bodies together, and sometimes even explore orally. Although tempted, Justin stopped himself and shook his head, “We better not. Dad might get all impatient, and pissed off at us, if we take too long! But damn, you sexy boy, I really want to soooo much...uhhhh!

Jared sighed in agreement before adding, “Yeah, baby, I think you’re right, but ohhhh fuuuuck, Justin, I want that hot hard brother-cock in my mouth, actually I need it...” as he squeezed some shampoo into his hand, before handing the bottle to his brother. “Let’s just get finished before Dad comes in here.” Before adding, “You know what he’s going to do, though...”

Without needing to answer, Justin briefly nodded to Jared before looking down towards his twin’s pubic area, as Jared simultaneously glanced back at Justin’s. Above their little boners were the limited, yet unmistakable, beginnings of pubertal body hair – just like the new, fine growth on their legs, yet not under their arms, where hair had not yet sprouted. This meant only one thing: In observance of the traditional birthday ritual, their father would personally remove this hair completely – just he did for their older brother Hunter, on his 13th birthday back in August.

While Justin and Jared were not worried their father would get any thrill or gratification from this, they still found the prospect embarrassing, kind of like a baby getting its diaper changed. A year ago, on their 11th birthdays, the brothers didn’t have to worry about this part, at least, because their bodies had still been totally hairless, at the time. Justin then shook his head and spoke up, “Yeah, Jared, right now let’s just get finished, and we can do hot-n’-horny fun stuff later...”

“Okay, baby...” Jared breathed in response, then emotionally whispered, “...love ya bunches, ya know? You’re my cute sexy brother, yeah, but also my boyfriend, too, aren’t ya?”

“Mmhmm...” moaned Justin, to his twin, while also nodding in the affirmative. “...we’re special like that, right? ‘Brother-boyfriends’ for life, baby!” These emotional declarations, predictably, did nothing to alleviate their shared states of erect, excited sexual arousal for one another!

Thankfully, though, both of them somehow persevered and, better yet, continued with the task at hand: Started with proceeding to wash their hair – before rinsing and applying conditioner, leaving it in, as they next proceeded to lather up some soap in their hands and began to wash the rest of their bodies: Necks, shoulders, underarms, and torsos. At that point, both Justin and Jared remained fully boned-up and pointing aloft, in each other’s presence, approaching each other with lathered hands – and began to mutually grasp and methodically wash each other’s little stiffies and smooth ball-pouches, down beneath. They panted a bit more, before Jared whispered, “Hey there, bro, could you wash my back for me real quick?”

As the preteen turned around, Justin began to lather and rub the resulting foam, all up and down his twin brother’s bare back, with both hands – before reaching down to slip his soapy hands between Jared’s hairless cheeks, spread them slightly, and wash methodically. Justin made a point of using the tip of his right middle finger to rub around and slightly inside of his brother’s tight little pucker – as Jared reflexively responded by bending down and forward, bracing himself with both palms against the shower’s inner wall, and in an admittedly very provocative manner, pushing his bottom out and backward toward Justin – almost pornographically the naked 12-year-old boy looked, as if deliberately adopting a kind of “fuck me” position, toward (and for) his brother!

Without missing a beat, soon thereafter, Jared quickly turned around and took Justin, pretty much instinctively, by both shoulders – turning him around, before lathering his own hands to return the favor, in full. After which point, the process had come to feel rather anti-climactic, as the brothers soaped their hands some more, to also wash clean their legs and feet. All that was eventually left, afterward, was to rinse the conditioner from their hair and the remaining soap from their bodies.

While Jared was turning the water off, Justin had already stepped out of the shower to fetch a pair of huge, fluffy bath towels. As Jared stepped out, he took one of the towels, and both boys began to dry the water from their naked bodies, before toweling off their hair, as well. While Justin continued to towel his hair, Jared turned on the hairdryer and finished his own, next helpfully passing the appliance on to Justin. They finished quickly because their hair was so short, so it could not really hold that much water, to begin with.

Both finished, the brothers next simultaneously leaned against the bathroom wall, facing each other. The tile felt cold to the touch, but not uncomfortably so because of their recent hot shower. Not knowing what else to do, Justin made a request, “Hey, could you check back there for me, just to make sure?” Jared nodded and squatted down – while his twin turned his back, bent over, and pulled his buttocks apart with both hands.

Jared leaned in a bit more closely to examine the cleft and hole, and when certain, he replied, “Okay, looks fine. Now do me.” The boys then switched roles, as Jared spread his cheeks apart for Justin to take a look and confirm that Jared, too, was clean.

(As the reader might imagine, this had been an extremely sensual and erotically charged experience for the boys, who has spent every second of the ordeal just...struggling against what had felt like their overpowering mutual urge to lose themselves in the scenario, bury deeply their open-mouthed faces, and ravenously eat out one another’s hot, tasty, puckered little boy-holes, even till kingdom come, if that’s how it would have ultimately been!)

Pre-occupied as the brothers presently were, focused on their purely utilitarian objectives of that moment, neither of them heard the door quietly open, nor did they notice as their father walked in and saw the scene. Not at all perturbed, to his personal credit, Mr. Thomas merely addressed his sons, in a normal tone, “Okay, boys – just what you’ve been waiting for: Your Dad’s here!”

The startled preteens jumped and abruptly turned to face their father – instantly standing beside each other, about two feet apart. By this point in their short lives, Justin and Jared knew precisely how to stand at attention before their father: Both hands behind their heads, knees spread shoulder-width apart, eyes facing forward and a tiny bit down. However much they dreaded the embarrassing experience, every boy in the family was well-versed in presenting his nude body to his father for a post-shower inspection!

To comfort his sons and put them at some ease, their father just smiled and reassured them, “Nothing to worry about, you two! In fact, your mother and I are both quite pleased that you boys are so comfortable and uninhibited about your bodies with each other. I only wish you could find a way to be that comfortable around the rest of your family, as well, and not be so bashful in front of everyone!”

Justin and Jared both sighed in frustration, simultaneously whining, “Daaaaaad...” Nonetheless, they submissively maintained their bodily posture and position, without faltering.

Sympathetic but undeterred, their father continued. “This is precisely why your mother’s family has had the birthday ritual for its boys, throughout all this time: To help teach you it’s okay to be open and bared, both psychologically and physically, in the presence of your family. Nothing to hide, nor in need of concealment – at least, not from our eyes!” Mr. Thomas paused a moment and walked up to his nude twin sons, placing one hand on each of their bare shoulders. “I admit it: I was a skeptic, at first, when I learned about these...unique rituals. Since then, however – after witnessing the benefits for myself – I’m now a believer. Even if you hate it now, and you don’t understand, I promise you, it will be okay!” For their own parts, not knowing what else they even could do, the brothers merely shrugged shoulders and nodded heads, both with the faintest of movements that were almost genuinely imperceptible...

To move these events further along, Mr. Thomas next just firmly nodded at both his 12-year-old sons, before seating himself on top of a lowered toilet lid, using it as a makeshift “stool” for the time being; thankfully, the whole family was religiously diligent about keeping the bathroom and other areas clean. Once situated comfortably, the father first motioned to Justin and Jared, beckoning the nude preteens to approach and stand in front of him. “Okay, Dad...” both of them whispered in reply, as they walked over to their father, keeping their hands securely and immovably in place. The boys instinctively stopped within a foot of him – and stood back in position, side by side, with their bare feet at shoulders-width apart.

Since Mr. Thomas had such good eyesight, he simply remained seated and prepared to inspect Jared and Justin’s bodies, first glancing up at his sons’ necks and shoulders – before moving on to examine the 12-year-olds’ armpits and chests, angling his head downward more, to look closely at their torsos, followed by their boy parts. By now, the brothers were once more flaccid, if only relatively so, simultaneously breathing in quickly as their father took hold of their little peckers with each hand, shifting them around a bit and retracting each of their foreskins, confirming their hygienic diligence there as well! Finally, though just for the symbolism and subtle psychological gesture of this subsequent act, the boys’ father spent some time, casually and lightly brushing his fingertips about those fine pubic wisps, that had only recently appeared for them. Next, though moving only slightly away, Mr. Thomas then grasped and ran one hand each over his sons’ smooth tight pouches – gently feeling and kneading the boys’ tender little “grapes” within. He glanced further downward, examining both Justin and Jared’s legs and feet – taking note of those fine (yet visible) hairs.

When the brothers each felt their father tap on one of their hips, they knew that meant to maintain position but turn around, presenting the backs of their bodies to him, and they complied without hesitation. Their father then returned the gaze to the tops of their shoulders, taking some time to examine their backs, from upper to lower. With a light touch on his sons’ lower backs, Mr. Thomas nudged them a bit forward, before bending down to where his head was fairly level with the twins’ plump, rounded bottom cheeks. “Boys,” he began, “please bend over and spread your buttocks apart.”

In silent obedience, the brothers bent over, using both hands to pull their cheeks apart, fully exposing themselves. Their father then focused more closely and let the index finger of each hand run lightly up and down each of the boys’ grooves, pausing for a moment, with one fingertip resting on each of the two tight, puckered little boy-holes – but then subsequently, just to “make them think” at little bit, gently pushed (just a bit) into his preteen sons’ snug backdoor openings, too! Both of the brothers found this specific aspect rather humiliating...

...only to unexpectedly flip, from “humiliated” (then, 180-degrees around) to “bewildered,” in response to their father’s next action: First with Jared, then repeating the exact same with Justin, the man threw all boundaries and inhibitions “to the wind” by leaning forward into each boys’ spread cheeks, pressing his face firmly right in there, achieving direct physical contact of face’s skin, and last but most shockingly -- sniffing deep and long, his nose also confirming cleanliness back there! Finally, yet also mercifully, and none too soon – at least, it was over quickly enough, once Matthew had felt himself truly and fully convinced, that both Justin and Jared were, from head to toe, impeccably clean and hygienic!

Mr. Thomas patted the boys on their bare backs and said, “Okay.” The twins both knew this meant to stand upright, whereupon he then instructed both his sons, “Time to make our way to the living room, so follow me, now.” The brothers had both stood up and were ready to comply, but they were rather puzzled by the immediate command to follow him out of the bathroom, right away.

After all, they expected they would next have their limited body hair shaved from their lower arms, pubic areas, and perhaps legs. Not that they were looking forward to their father personally removing such long-awaited beginning visible markers of puberty, but at least that was something familiar and predictable. The fact that their father was not following the expected ritual script, as established by their older brother’s and cousin’s past birthday parties, began to throw the twins off-kilter. “But, Daaaad! What do y-” Jared exclaimed – not even to protest or complain, just to make sense of things!

Also wanting to resolve this uncomfortable confusion, Justin piped up to add, “Yeah, like, I thought you were gonna...” However, their father merely shushed them, raised one palm and (silently) shook his head in the negative, and eventually, just “beckoned” them with his hand, to come along with him towards their shared destination.

In unison, the nude preteen brothers nodded their heads and, almost whispering, in unison quietly replied, “Yes, Dad, of course...” – and both turned to glance in the mirror, more aware than ever of their exposure, before following their father out of the bathroom. Justin and Jared quietly walked behind their father down the hallway, all the way to the other end – to join their waiting mother and Uncle Luke, presently standing together, outside the yet still-closed doors to the very crowded family room...

+++Endnotes+++

(1) Basically, that fake name of “methylnicotinic sildenaphenidate” is totally phony, cobbled together from the real-life medication names of “sildenafil,” “methylphenidate, and “nicotinic acid,” specifically! For in-story purposes, this fictitious drug is intended to cause certain desired anatomical and physiological effects -- in boy characters, just like Justin and Jared, and (most likely) their brother and cousins!

More accurately, these effects are achieved by inducing persistent and unyielding rock-hard erections, chemically stimulating their central nervous systems to hyperactive excitement, and perhaps most nebulously, lots of flushed reddening in the skin! In other words, turning preteen and early teen boys into manic and excited, perpetually-erect, red-faced, profusely sweaty little lust-crazed horndogs! 😉

(2) You could probably figure this one out, all by yourself, but if not, then here’s your solution: “Brotherotic” comes from “brother” + “erotic,” smashed/sewn together to create a single word. Just because of my deeply held philosophical, aesthetic, erotic “personal conviction” that “Brothers should be lovers,” by damn! Naturally, when I say “personal conviction” or any other pseudo-lofty term/phrase, in fact, what I really mean is “massive, perverted fetish,” if I’m to be more honest about it...LOL! 🤣

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