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.
“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!
* * * * *
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!
-----
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!
* * * * *
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]
-----
“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...”
-----
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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Original MMSA versions may differ, to greater or lesser extents, from
the versions I submit to Cassie for the “Forced
Nudity Story Archive”
here. Those changes could involve only editing, proofreading,
style/formatting, etc., but in other cases, there may be substantial
revisions or overhauls of fundamental story content, so please be
advised. Thanks!)
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Story Ideas and Requests?
They are more than welcome, so if you
have any of your own, then please feel free to send my way! (E-mail
provided above,
top of page!) While I make precisely zero
promises or guarantees to use such ideas/requests, the fact nonetheless
remains: I do, indeed, love reading such things
from both readers and fellow writers, thereby seeing into another
person’s thoughts and feelings. Finally,
please note that future “Birthday”
series installments, although based upon
previously written stories, are not necessarily “set in
stone” plot-wise, so there remains considerable
possibility and potential, moving forward!
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© Copyright HumbledBareBoy, 2021, 2023
(Based upon the second
half of the following older story,
which was later
greatly expanded and more intricately developed, preceding submission
to this
site – with the corresponding first
half covered in the installment
immediately preceding this one...)
Originally posted:
To the New Male-Male Spanking Archive at https://malespank.net
On the date: 21 Jul 2021
At the URL: https://malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=49012
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