By brhmsj
Copyright 2023 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
* * * * *Charlie’s
Stepmother 9
The Mothers Have Fun with Remotes
Fran and Bunny became good friends as their boys solidified
their own friendship. “Should we take the boys shopping this
Saturday?” Bunny asked one day.
“Well, Charlie doesn’t really need anything but
I’m sure we could make it an enjoyable excursion,”
Fran answered with a wicked smile.
“That’s what I was thinking. I haven’t
really used Max’s remote much. Or Gerry’s for that
matter. Only at home so far.”
“That needs to change!” Plans were made. After
learning about and seeing a pair of Charlie’s special
commando pants, Bunny bought some for her two older boys. She was eager
to try them out.
At dinner Bunny announced the shopping plans. Max said nothing but his
face showed his displeasure. Gerry started a whine of
“mommm.” His mother’s response of
“will I need to have you drop your pants right here at
dinner?” ended any protests. Knowing that Charlie was going
with Fran, too, made it a bit easier to take for Max but Gerry
didn’t like to shop with his mother and he didn’t
want to have to go with the younger boys. It didn’t look cool
was his typical teenage thinking. In reality he liked both boys a lot.
After dinner Max texted Charlie. A minute later they were zooming.
“This sucks,” Max said. Charlie didn’t
have to ask what he meant.
“Yeah, I hate these trips and I don’t need
anything, anyhow.”
“We don’t either. They must have something up their
sleeves.”
“Shit! Are they going to tease us with the remotes? Fran did
that to me when we went to New York.”
“Oh man! What was it like?”
“I don’t think people could see what was happening
but I felt like I was twitching all over the place when she had it on.
I have to admit, though, that I had some good orgasms.”
“You think they’ll make us wear the vibrators and
they’ll use them in the store? No way to hide it
there.”
Charlie called it right about being outfitted with the vibrators. When
the day arrived all three boys found their vibrator and a pair of the
padded pants set out for them. This meant that they had to wait for
Fran and Bunny to insert them before they could get dressed. Since
Naked at Home was a part of every weekend in each household, the boys
would be nude already, so no need to strip then get dressed again. Fran
liked to give Charlie some pleasure with the insertion; Bunny was more
perfunctory with her sons.
The day’s driver was Fran. She pulled up at their
friends’ house and soon Bunny was in the front passenger seat
and Charlie in the back between the brothers. Charlie and Max now
regularly were having sexual fun together but so far Charlie
couldn’t tell what Gerry might think of him in that regard.
Gerry had sucked him off but otherwise hadn’t shown further
interest. He could understand why Gerry might not want to be doing
three-ways with one of his brothers. Regardless, it felt good to be
slightly squeezed between them.
When Bunny was in her seat, Fran slipped her Charlie’s
remote, giving her control over all three boys during the ride. After a
few minutes, while the ladies were talking the boys felt a mild
vibration in their rectums. Charlie and Max glanced at each other.
Gerry gave a slight, quiet grunt. The buzz stayed at that level until
near the end of the ride when they were switched off. It did not make
any of them hard. Actually, it was pleasant.
Fran took them to the clothing store where the two families had first
connected. While the boys didn’t want to shop, they all did
think that there were some cool things at this place. The mothers made
the decisions as to what to look at, steering the boys to various
displays. As they were looking over some shirts Charlie felt the
vibration again, the speed now picking up. He did his best not to
react. From what he could tell, so far he was the only one getting
vibrations. Not for long.
The level of vibration was enough to get Charlie hard. The repeated
vibrating contact with his prostate was highly stimulating and he was
starting to breath hard. Max was feeling the same stimulation inside
him. The boys looked at each other, silently commiserating. Now Gerry
knew what was happening. He was being made to wait.
Since he wasn’t being stimulated, Gerry felt smug and his
face reflected it. Charlie and Max didn’t see but Bunny and
Fran did. They glanced at each other, both knowing that Gerry was about
to pay. But not until the younger boys had their climaxes. Both Max and
Charlie were holding tight to the counter, hoping not to show any sign
that something was happening. Some customers noticed but gave it no
thought. One woman smiled knowingly at Fran and Bunny. She had a teen
son in tow. All three women understood the scene.
Max still was new to the vibrator and shot first. His quiet grunt of
orgasm set off Charlie. Once again, nearly simultaneous. As they gasped
a bit post-orgasm, Bunny turned on Gerry’s vibrator. She did
not start it at the lowest level. He would pay for his smugness. Gerry
let out with a long “ohhhhhh” of surprise as the
vibrations hit him. He leaned over the counter, holding tight. One
woman asked Bunny if he was alright. Bunny answered that he had a cramp
but was ok and the woman accepted it. The knowing mother circled back
to watch. Her son showed concern. He’d been in this situation
himself.
With an embarrassingly loud groan Gerry let go. Charlie and Max
exchanged a look and slight smiles. Max loved his brother but sometimes
Gerry could be annoying. Max’s sympathy right now was
tempered.
As Gerry was pulling himself together, the third mother introduced
herself as Carol. “You boys go look at jeans,”
Bunny said. The newcomer son looked at his mother who nodded, letting
him know that he should go with the boys.
“Apparently we share a philosophy,” Carol said to
Bunny and Fran after they had introduced themselves. The laughter of
all three affirmed that. As the women compared notes, as it were, the
boys disappeared into the clothes racks near the jeans. Max led off.
“I’m Max. This is my brother Gerry and my friend
Charlie.”
“I’m Vic,” the new boy said.
They’d all seen each other at school but shared no classes or
friends in common (which was unusual) so had never been introduced.
Gerry was still recovering so Max was taking the lead. “Our
mothers seem to have similar beliefs.”
“Woman power?” Vic responded, quite directly. The
other three nervously laughed in relief. All admitted that was the
case. “Vibrators?” Vic asked when they’d
stopped laughing.
“Yeah,” Charlie said. “My stepmother is
quite fond of it.”
“New for us,” Max added.
“Sucks,” said Gerry, speaking for the first time.
Vic laughed.
“She gave it to you good, didn’t she,”
Vic said. “What did you do to deserve it?”
Gerry bristled. Max intervened. “It was new. I
don’t think Mom knew what she was doing.” Vic
didn’t buy it but admired Max for standing up for his brother
so said nothing more. “Your mother uses yours in public too,
I’d say,” Max added. Vic looked uncomfortable.
“Yeah, she does,” Vic admitted after a moment.
“It’s ok. We’ve all been
there,” Max said reassuringly.
Charlie jumped in. “She get you the special pants?”
“Pants?”
“You mean she makes you leave a big wet stain on your
pants?”
Sounding defeated, Vic said “it’s a punishment when
she uses the vibrator in public. She wants me to stain my jeans. The
humiliation is part of the punishment.”
“Oh man, that sucks,” said Gerry, glad that
apparently Vic got it worse. Max explained about the commando pants
Fran had discovered.
“And everything is absorbed and no stain? How is that
possible?” Vic asked, incredulous.
“I don’t know, but it does. My stepmom makes me cum
in them at least twice whenever we go out and I have the vibrator in.
We’re all wearing them now. They’re commando and
feel great.”
With a slightly red face Vic said, “I noticed how they
fit.”
“Yeah, that’s part of the idea, too,”
Charlie said. “People do notice,” he added with a
smile, remembering the evenings in New York.
“She spank you, too?” Gerry cut in. Vic’s
discomfort was instant. “Yes, I see she does. Don’t
worry, we all get spanked. Cum control, too?” Vic admitted
that he had a schedule for his masturbation, one that made all four
boys similar that way. The boys had much in common though Charlie and
the brothers weren’t sure yet how they felt about Vic.
While this conversation was going on, Fran was telling Carol about the
pants.
“That’s amazing,” Carol said.
“How’d you find them?” Fran told her,
giving her the basic information on the website. Carol continued,
“I’ve used the vibrator publicly as punishment when
he’s really been out of line. What boy can stand the
humiliation of cumming in his pants, leaving an obvious wet stain?
I’ve found it very effective.”
“I’m sure. Do you spank him regularly?”
Bunny asked.
“Of course.”
“Does he have a cage?”
“Um, no.”
“I think you’ll find that cum denial will be even
more effective than stained pants,” Bunny said.
“I’ll give you the info.” Emails and
phone numbers were exchanged. Plans were made for the three women to
get together.
No jeans were bought. Fran and Bunny took the boys to lunch where each
boy felt the vibrator and shot in his pants at the table. Max and
Charlie had come to feel amused by it. It felt like they shared a
secret. Gerry still was a bit resentful, as his mother could see. A
good spanking when they got home would help to change his attitude.
On the drive back to Bunny’s house the women were in the
front again, the boys in the back, Charlie between the brothers. Bunny
made sure that the boys heard the conversation.
“I’m unhappy with Gerry’s attitude
today,” Bunny said to Fran. “It needs to be dealt
with when we get home.”
“Definitely.” The boys couldn’t see
Fran’s smile.
“The question is whether it merits a squeeze or a
spanking.”
“Oh, I think a spanking is best in this case. An attitude
adjustment. Save the squeezes for more serious things.”
“Yes, you’re right. We’ll take care of
that as soon as we get home.”
Sibling rivalry had all three brothers taking some satisfaction when
one of the others was spanked. Max stayed neutral in his reaction this
time. Charlie was a bit red faced. Gerry looked at the floor, feeling
the disgrace. He knew he’d shown resistance to the vibrator
today. He felt his displeasure was warranted and that it
didn’t deserve the spanking he was about to get. Any teen boy
would feel as he did.
As they entered the house Bunny said “clothes off, boys, and
into the den.” Gerry gulped. Was he to have an audience for
his spanking? The answer was yes. In the den, the boys now naked, the
women removed the vibrators, setting them aside for cleaning. That
done, Bunny indicated the “best seat in the house,”
as it were, for Fran to sit in. Charlie and Max found places to sit,
trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Bunny sat on the couch.
Without being told to, Gerry took his place over her lap, though not
without signs of reluctance.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK Bunny didn’t waste any time.
Five more solid smacks came down on Gerry’s bottom. Another
five and Gerry was crying out along with kicking. When he began to
squirm Bunny said “stay still or you’ll regret
it!”
“Yes, mom,” Gerry said weakly. After five more
Gerry was promising to be good, begging his mother to stop.
“Is your attitude going to improve?” his mother
demanded, “or do I need Max to get your brush?”
“Please, not the brush, mommy! I’ll be
good.” Whenever her sons reverted to calling her mommy, Bunny
knew that she definitely had gotten through to them.
One more swat. “Fine. Into your corner until I release
you.”
“Yes, mommy.” Gerry got up and went straight to
“his” corner in the den, putting his nose right up
to the wall. Charlie looked at Max in amazement. Fran saw all of this
and Charlie had no doubt that he would get his own corner at home at
some point in the future. He was right.
“You two better go upstairs,” Bunny said sternly.
Max said “yes, mom,” and they scampered up the
stairs to Max’s room.
“Does she always spank like that?” Charlie asked
when they were in the room with the door closed.
“It varies but when we call her mommy she knows
she’s won. That was harder than Gerry usually gets. A
squeezing would have taken less time but she likes that a spanking
takes longer. I know him, he’s probably crying right now. Mom
can do that to him.”
“Wow,” was all Charlie could say. The talk about
the spanking mixed with the fresh memory of it had both boys hard. That
had them feeling better. “It sounded like you each have your
own corner.”
“Yes and they’ve all been in use at the same time
more than once.” That said, Max teased,
“I’d like to do something to your
butt.”
“Is that so?” Charlie shot back. He knew what Max
meant. He’d been thinking about the next time Max would be in
him.
“On your back.” Charlie didn’t understand
but did as told. As he lay there Max lubed his hard cock.
“Lift up a bit.” Charlie did and Max applied lube
to his hole. “Ready?” Charlie said yes. Quickly,
and to his surprise, Max pulled Charlie’s legs up. Charlie
had seen pictures of this so knew what was happening but he
wasn’t expecting it. He did his best to get in position. When
Max was satisfied he gently pushed his way in. Charlie’s
moans of pleasure encouraged him. Soon he was in all the way, the end
of his cock pushing against Charlie’s prostate. They stayed
still for a while, enjoying the sensation. Then Max began the real
fucking. Charlie couldn’t believe how good it felt in this
position!
Being inside his friend again had Max highly excited. It was not long
before Charlie could feel him swell, his orgasm imminent. With a long
groan Max shot into Charlie. Even after ejaculation, neither boy wanted
Max to pull out yet. Eventually he did start to get soft and eased
himself out.
“Awesome!” Charlie said.
“Thanks, man. I love your butt.” Charlie blushed
but appreciated the compliment.
“Glad you do.” Max lay down on top of Charlie. When
both had recovered from Max’s orgasm, Max pushed himself up.
“Well, well,” Max said as he observed
Charlie’s hardon, pulsing in the boy’s great
excitement. Max dropped down to take Charlie in his mouth. Charlie now
was so stimulated that it took no time at all for him to fill
Max’s mouth.
While they rested Charlie said “three times close together.
That’s hot!” Max agreed. Then Charlie asked
“we didn’t have permission for this one. Is it OK
since we came in each other? Or will we get spanked?”
“Good question. She never said we couldn’t but. .
.”
There was a knock at the door. Both boys looked embarrassed but Max
said “come in.” It was Bunny, Fran behind her.
“And what have you two been up to?” she asked. A
glance told her what had been going on. A couple of soiled towels on
the floor told the tale.
“Um, just. . .” Max stuttered. His mother laughed.
“You didn’t ask for permission but on the other
hand I can tell that you did it the way I’ve told you in the
past that you may. Shall we spare them spankings this time?”
she asked Fran. After Charlie’s visit she had explained to
Fran her rule about cumming.
“Hm, I guess so. But you two better remember to have
permission. The next time you’ll have very sore
bottoms.”
“Yes, Fran.” “Yes,
ma’am.” The women left, shutting the door behind
them.
“That was a close one,” Charlie said.
“Yeah. Guess it will be a while before we do that
again.” It would be. Now that the women knew that Max was
fucking Charlie they took strict control over when it was allowed. This
caused frustration, as intended. When Max next stayed at
Charlie’s both boys spent the weekend in their cages, not
being allowed release until Sunday afternoon. Fran had the upper hand
again, but told them it was their choice how they relieved themselves.
Bunny would do the same at her house.
As for Gerry, when he was released from the corner it was to have his
cage immediately put on him. “That will stay until you leave
for school on Monday,” his mother said as she locked it. He
had not cried while in the corner but when he was back in his room
Gerry gave way to tears. The cage was the ultimate humiliation. Besides
hating to wear it at home with his dad and brothers seeing it on him,
he was terrified that his friends might find out about it. He resigned
himself. He had no choice but he felt some anger that he was caged
while Max and Charlie were free to do what they wanted. Well, he
reflected after a moment, they weren’t really so free as he
knew Mom’s rules. That got a bit of a smile out of him.
Fran and Bunny became friends with Carol, seeing her often. Carol
admitted that Vic still was a bit of a handful and asked her new
friends for their thoughts on how to handle him. Bunny again advocated
for a chastity cage. “Keep him in it all weekend for as many
weekends as it takes. At that age they need to cum constantly and the
denial gets the point through to them. Put it on when he gets home from
school on Friday and leave it until Sunday night. Do let him cum right
away when you take it off. Having him masturbate in front of you is
another good form of control. Definitely watch some times when
you’ve taken the cage off.”
“Have you tried Naked at Home?” Fran asked. She and
Bunny extoled its merits.
“No, we haven’t. He has a younger sister and
I’ve wanted to respect his modesty. Though she has seen him
spanked and in the corner with a red bottom, so I’m not sure
what I’m saving him from.”
“Boys, and men for that matter, need no modesty. Keeping him
naked, especially caged, should make him more submissive and
obedient,” Bunny said. After all, she had three naked boys at
home. “Let me put you in touch with another friend. Many
families have a Girl Power program where a sister supervises her
brother’s masturbation habits. Usually she is the one who
takes care of them, too. From what I hear, it can be quite effective.
The boys learn to be submissive to females and it keeps them calm and
focused, too. Girls mature so much earlier than boys, so it’s
natural for them to take charge.”
“Hmm,” said Carol, musing it over. “I
have to admit that his sister, while fourteen, is quite mature for her
age. I need to talk this over with my husband. Maybe he needs to be
naked at home, too.” All three laughed.
“We both use it with our husbands,” Fran said.
“You shouldn’t hesitate to have the same control
over your husband. I have a cage for mine, too.”
“I think mine could use one, also,” Bunny added to
laughter again.
Carol had a lot to think about. After conferring with her husband,
everything Fran and Bunny had recommended was put into effect with Vic.
Having his sister masturbate him was fiercely resisted, leading to a
series of hard spankings. What brought him around was the threat of
putting him in the cage during the week when his friends and classmates
might see it. That was a humiliation that he couldn’t take.
The results were good once everyone settled into it. Vic was naked at
home far less than Charlie or Max and his brothers but knowing that he
could be out of clothes at any time, especially in front of his mother
and sister, helped to keep him in line.
Bunny had the women, and their boys, over for some pool days, the boys
naked, of course. Even with his love of swimming, Vic was resistant to
the forced nudity. A good spanking, poolside, settled that issue. The
women hoped that Vic would mix with Charlie and Bunny’s older
boys. There was no animosity but no friendship developed, either.
Fran and the mothers now were coming to know about others in the Woman
Power network. After a while regular lunches or teas were happening
with much discussion and sharing of ideas. One woman in her fifties
shared that her boys were grown and out of the house but that she kept
her husband naked at home. The other women thought that was a good idea.
“Spank him, too?” one asked.
“When necessary,” she replied with a twinkle in her
eye.
When they could Max was fucking Charlie, with Charlie loving it. Timmy
started sprouting hair “down there” and soon was
under the same regimen as his brothers. He still liked being naked and
was very happy to be like his older brothers now that he had reached
puberty. Max particularly watched Timmy develop, giving him some tips
along the way, too. With puberty going, Timmy suddenly had a number of
girlfriends. He seemed less interested in fooling around with his
brothers and quite focused on girls. Gerry still was getting fucked by
Patrick. Once that door opened it stayed open. They weren’t
ready to think of themselves as an item but it was easy to see that
they were together.
As summer approached, Fran had a long talk with Charlie about his life.
“You don’t need me to be helping you develop
sexually anymore. You’ve got it well figured out. You and Max
make a nice pair.” Charlie blushed slightly at that.
“I’m not changing your masturbation rules nor am I
going to stop spanking you. And you’ll still be naked at
home. But I won’t be focusing on some of the other things so
much. Don’t worry, you’ll still get your vibrator.
And we’ll use your caged when necessary.” They both
smiled.
As it turned out, Charlie spent quite a bit of time over the summer
naked at Max’s with the three brothers, all returning to
school with all-over tans which drew notice in the locker room. They
said little about it, enjoying keeping their classmates guessing.
There were adventures over the summer. With Charlie having a sort of
second mother in Bunny, for a while Fran had felt she needn’t
dominate him as much as she had initially. She did enjoy her dominance
over the boy and decided the time had come to get back to their usual
situation. She wasn’t cruel, she just made sure Charlie knew
exactly who was in control. Charlie, like his father, found it
reassuring to have Fran in command, even when it meant a spanking.
He’d get a few over the summer, sometimes arriving at
Max’s for a swim with an unmistakably red bottom. Most times
the boys, even Gerry and Timmy, had a laugh over it. After all, Charlie
often arrived to find one or all of them sporting red bottoms.
Things settled a bit into a routine but that did not mean fewer
adventures.
Charlie’s
Stepmother 10
Friends share revelations; Max and Charlie get a weekend
alone together.
The growing friendship between Charlie and Max did not harm
their other friendships. It certainly was noted that they were quite
buddy-buddy now but none of their other friends seemed to object or
resent it. The boys found out that they had a few friends in common,
too. There was some amusement at the realization that they all knew
each other.
Two guys who had been friends with each started hanging around with
them fairly often, creating a foursome. Lucas (called Luke) knew Max
better and Arthur (mostly called Artie by his friends) was better
friends Charlie.
Bunny kept stricter control over her sons’ schedules than
Fran did with Charlie, so the foursome weren’t always able to
be together. Since he’d known Max, Lucas had been to his
house once. Max was understandably nervous about his friends seeing
what his household was like, especially if one or both of his brothers
were naked. Or worse yet, being punished. Luke was curious as to why
they never went to Max’s but didn’t press the
issue, though he loved that Max’s family had a pool. He
waited in vain for an invitation to visit the pool.
Charlie was more relaxed about visits at home by his friends. He was an
only child so there was no risk of naked siblings. Dad worked all day
and Fran’s work had her mostly out of the house. Fran was
glad for Charlie to have friends over only asking that the house be
tidy when guests left. She had an added warning. “I know how
teenage boys are with hardons all the time. The rules for when you can
masturbate still apply when you have guests. You know I’ll
figure out if you break the rules and you know the consequences,
don’t you?”
Charlie had answered “yes, a spanking.”
“And what kind of spanking?”
“Naked, over your lap, with my hairbrush.”
“That’s right.” He had not tried to sneak
extra sessions. Fran had told him long ago that if she ever found out
that he had she would give him a serious hairbrush spanking. He was not
going to risk that.
Making Charlie go through that question and answer was one of
Fran’s ways of reminding him who was boss. That done,
however, with a wink she said “Bunny’s rule does
apply, however.” She knew Max was getting into Charlie but
had no idea, yet, if Charlie returned the favor. She knew the boys
swapped blowjobs. She and Fran had witnessed such fun out by the pool
when the boys didn’t know they were being observed.
For quite some time Artie had been curious about Charlie’s
hairbrush and thermometer. He had commented on them generally once when
he was looking at some of Charlie’s things. At first he
attached no significance to them or why they were there. Over time,
though, he did start to wonder. Those two things together seemed so out
of place. Sure, a lot of guys had a hairbrush but not with a
thermometer next to it. That should be in the medicine cabinet.
One afternoon when the four of them were hanging out in
Charlie’s room, Artie got bold. “Charlie,
I’ve seen all your grooming stuff in your bathroom but you
always have that hairbrush here.”
Charlie was nonplussed and said “well, it’s good to
have it here in case I forgot to brush my hair.” Artie
wasn’t buying it but said nothing more about it.
The thermometer, however, now had his attention. “And
shouldn’t this be in the medicine chest?” he asked
as he picked up the case holding the thermometer.
“My stepmother worries about Dad and me getting sick and
keeps a thermometer in our rooms,” Charlie was hoping to
brazen it out. “A bit different, I know, but no big
deal.”
“Yeah, but this is the kind that goes up your butt.”
Max jumped in. He and Charlie had the same secret. “That gets
the most accurate temperature.” Artie knew that but his
mother had stopped using the anal thermometer when he was around five
years old. It seemed weird that Charlie might be baring his butt for
his stepmother.
Luke was quiet through all of this. Unbeknownst to the other three, he
was under the supervision of his younger sister so was quite familiar
with hair and bath brushes, paddles, and had his own rectal
thermometer. He long had suspected that Max’s mom must be in
charge and using these implements. Max had no sisters so who else? As
for Charlie, the evidence was clear. Luke had said nothing about his
situation. He was embarrassed to admit that his younger sister
supervised him, especially that she masturbated him. Their arrangement
was known by most of the Girl Power girls and, naturally, the brothers
under their power. So, the general idea of a female in control was a
familiar one for Luke.
As Artie mulled over the discussion so far, his three friends watched
him. He picked up the hairbrush. Knowingly he said “these can
pack a wallop. Wow! It has your name on it!”
“Alright, put it down. I don’t mess with your
stuff,” Charlie said, annoyed and hoping to stop this
conversation.
The acknowledgement that a hairbrush “packed a
wallop” had told more than Artie intended or realized. Max
jumped in again. “How do you come to know what kind of a
wallop a hairbrush gives?” he asked. Artie went very red in
the face.
“Um. . . c’mon, we all got the brush when we were
little and really bad,” he replied. He wasn’t
convincing.
“There’s more to it than that,” Max said.
Artie’s face stayed red while the other three were silent.
“Do you have one of your own?” If Artie did it was
never in plain sight. They’d all hung out in
Artie’s room, too. The look on Artie’s face was
sufficient. Max gave some reassurance. “Hey, don’t
sweat it, man,” he said. Confidently he added “You
know why that hairbrush is there because you have one of your own and
it gets used on you. I have my own, too.” Artie nodded in
admission that he, too, had a hairbrush.
Now Luke spoke up. “Who spanks you?” He had been so
quiet that the others had sort of forgotten he was there. The question
was directed at all three.
Max was the least worried about all of this so spoke up first.
“My mom. She spanks all three of us. My brothers have their
own brushes, too.”
Now Charlie felt safe. “My stepmom spanks me. Artie, your
turn.”
Artie blushed again and stammered a bit. “My dad. .
.” There was a silence then Artie asked “how come
your moms do the spanking?”
“Do you know about Woman Power and Girl Power?” Max
asked him.
“Um. . . no.”
“By the way, Luke, what’s your story? You get
spanked? Your mom, too?”
Now it was Luke’s turn to look uncomfortable. “You
guys can’t say anything, promise?” All three said
“of course.”
“We have Girl Power in my family,” he admitted
cautiously.
“Wow! I don’t have a sister so Mom has to be in
charge. Well, she wants to be anyhow. Tell us about it,” Max
said. For Artie’s benefit Luke explained Woman and Girl
Power, followed by how he’d come to be under his younger
sister’s supervision. Now that he’d admitted his
situation he felt calm and easily talked about submission to females in
theory and practice. All three listened intently. Even Charlie and Max
were learning something new. Not having sisters, they knew nothing but
motherly dominance and so far had not known anyone who was under girl
power. At least no one who admitted it.
For Artie this all was new. He’d only known that dads spanked
their teen sons. What all four did not reveal is that they each had the
same strict rules about masturbation, though in Artie’s case
it was under his father’s supervision. His mother rarely saw
him naked but it did happen. Likely more intimacies would come out
another day.
The four boys suddenly knew a lot about each other and needed time to
process all of it. The group broke up. There was dinner and homework to
do.
That night at dinner Fran told Charlie that she and Dad both would be
away on business this weekend. “You’re old enough
to stay alone but I was thinking you’d like to have Max come
over for the weekend to keep you company.”
Charlie’s delight was obvious before he got to saying
“yes.” “I’ll speak to
Bunny,” Fran said.
Bunny, of course, was happy to let Max visit, though not without asking
if Charlie wanted to come to her house. As it was Fall weather the pool
was not a draw, so for both boys the thought of being alone together
for a couple of days was exciting. Fran felt sure that Max visiting
Charlie was what both boys wanted, so thanked Bunny. “Oh,
they’d like to be alone,” she said. Bunny laughed
and agreed.
After some discussion Max decided that he’d pack some things
in his backpack and go directly to Charlie’s house after
school on Friday. When school was over they walked to the house.
Charlie let them in, checked the mail, leaving it for Fran and Dad. The
two went upstairs. Without comment they shed their clothes.
“If we don’t go out at all we can stay naked all
weekend!” Charlie said.
“So we won’t go out,” Max replied. They
laughed. It sounded great.
“We won’t have our moms keeping an eye on
us,” Charlie said. “Can you be trusted to
behave?” More laughter.
“No more than you can,” Max shot back when the
laughter died down. “Have you ever spanked anyone?”
“No. You?”
“Nope but I’ll be spanking you this weekend since I
know you’ll misbehave.”
“You think so.” More laughter.
“Let’s make a deal. If one of us is bad the other
one spanks him.”
“Deal. We’ll be naked and red bottomed all
weekend!” Max retorted, setting off more laughter.
It was time for their usual after-school wank so both boys were hard.
“Lie down,” Max said. Charlie did. Max wrapped his
hand around Charlie’s erection, greeted with a gasp of
pleasure as he did. When they could, the boys had been experimenting
more with edging, with exciting results. Max had become quite good at
stimulating Charlie without getting him close. After what felt like
forever to him, Charlie arched his back and with a long groan of
“ohhhhh” let fly, shooting right up to his shoulder.
After Charlie was breathing normally, Max cleaned him up with a towel.
Both boys never tired of this process, receiving or giving. It was
becoming a favorite part of their sessions together. Charlie dry and
soft, Max pulled open a drawer and took out Charlie’s cage.
Charlie’s key was with it. Before Charlie quite realized what
was happening, Max had him caged.
“Hey! What the. . .?”
“Watch your mouth or you’ll get spanked right away.
You need to learn better submission so you’ll be wearing that
quite a bit.” Max had been thinking about this but surprised
even himself with his assertiveness. He knew that Charlie naturally was
submissive to Fran. He wasn’t sure yet how much Charlie liked
being so submissive but he knew Charlie had never objected to her
control. “Now you’ll suck me off,” Max
said in a tone of command. He nudged Charlie to get off the bed.
Charlie did and in a moment Max was lying back, his erection standing
straight up. Charlie quickly engulfed his now best friend in his mouth.
Max moaned with contentment.
Charlie still was learning how to give a thorough blowjob but was
better each time. He held off Max for quite a while. With a shout and a
groan, Max filled Charlie’s mouth. It seemed like more than
usual, which was fine with Charlie. He took it as a compliment.
Both boys satisfied, they were lying on the bed, soon dozing off.
Hunger woke up Charlie. Charlie’s hand on his cock woke up
Max. He smiled at his caged friend. “Would you like to fuck
me? When I take the cage off you, I mean.” They chuckled a
bit at that.
“It’s new to me,” Charlie said. He
hadn’t thought of topping Max; he was enjoying being entered
so much he didn’t think of switching.
“Well, if you’re a good boy, I’ll let
you.”
“Silly boy,” Charlie retorted, setting off laughter
again. “Fran left us a ton of food. We should start
cooking.”
“Sounds good. You’ll look good wearing nothing but
an apron, your butt on display.”
“Ha! So will you.” They trotted downstairs and
explored the refrigerator and cupboards. Fran really had left a lot of
food.
Charlie pulled out two aprons and the boys took turns tying up the
apron backs, each ending the job with a quick swat to his
friend’s butt. Neither said anything but the single swats
were exciting. Exciting enough that Max’s apron was sticking
out in front. Charlie’s erection was curbed by the cage. Max
made a salad while Charlie did the cooking. A good dinner was made and
enjoyed.
“We have to leave the house as we found it,”
Charlie reminded Max. It didn’t take long to clean up and get
dishes into the dishwasher.
Tasks done, Max put his hand around Charlie’s cage and led
him into the den. Charlie expected the TV to be turned on but Max sat
in the middle of the couch and said “over my lap, young
man.” Charlie definitely was getting turned on by
Max’s assertiveness. He quickly obeyed. He hadn’t
earned a spanking so didn’t know what to expect. Max
didn’t spank, rather he explored Charlie’s butt,
back, and upper legs in a way he never had. His hands were everywhere,
including reaching between Charlie’s legs after telling him
to spread his legs. Charlie’s hole was teased but not
entered. Charlie was breathing hard with erotic stimulation. He cock
kept futilely pushing against the cage as he repeatedly began to get
hard. He could feel Max’s erection. After a bit Charlie was
almost purring as Max caressed him.
“I can’t get hard and the cage hurts,”
Charlie said after this had gone on for quite a while.
“I know that,” Max replied. His voice made it clear
that this was part of asserting his new authority this weekend. While
it did hurt a bit, Charlie was loving being under Max’s
control. Max had never done this but was happy to discover this aspect
of his personality and to be using it on his best friend.
“You’ll suck me off at bedtime,” Max told
Charlie.
“Mmmmm,” Charlie replied. He had come to love
having Max’s cock in him, whether his mouth or butt. At
bedtime Charlie did just that. Max did not release him for a bedtime
wank. Charlie felt a bit frustrated but nonetheless was enjoying his
submissive role. That night, for the first time the boys slept with
their arms around each other.
Charlie was awakened by his morning wood pushing against the cage. It
quickly subsided. He reached down and, as he expected, Max was hard. He
teased gently, waking his friend.
“Who said you could do that?’ Max asked after
he’d woken up a bit.
“Um, no one. . .”
“That’s right.” Surprisingly quickly Max
was awake and adjusted himself so that he could pull Charlie over his
lap. Before Charlie could react a flurry of swats landed on his butt.
“You’ve needed this for a long time,” Max
said as he spanked, enjoying this power over his best friend.
SMACK SMACK SMACK “Ow! Ow! Ow!” This was a real
spanking. Max wasn’t going to push him to the breaking point
but when he was done there was nicely red bottom looking up from his
lap. He gently rubbed it for a while which, of course, made Charlie
start to get hard, to no avail. When the rubbing stopped Charlie was
allowed up. Max still was hard. “You know what to
do,” he said he lay back. Charlie dutifully, and happily,
engulfed his pal in his mouth. He was better now at orally edging and
almost cruelly kept Max at bay. Revenge for the spanking. When he did
relent, Max let out with a loud and long yell and filled
Charlie’s mouth with one his biggest loads. Orgasm over, Max
lay there, gasping for air for a while.
When he recovered he sat up and pulled Charlie to him, then gave him a
kiss. Not long but long enough to send the message and give both boys a
shiver of excitement that was new.
“I’m hungry,” Max said when the kiss
ended.
“I’m sure. So am I.” The boys went
downstairs. Aprons went on again and soon pancakes were ready and on
the table.
The weekend continued much the same, though Charlie was not spanked
again. Before bed that night Max released Charlie from his cage but did
not allow him to cum. That was for later. When the light was out they
naturally held each other. This time Max gave Charlie a much more
serious kiss. Both boys got hard immediately. That was why Max had
released Charlie, as he wanted both them to get hard when they kissed.
Even not having cum for over twenty-four hours, Charlie was happy just
to kiss his friend all night. In the morning Max torturously edged
Charlie to an amazing orgasm. He waited for Charlie’s
breathing to return to normal, then pulled Charlie’s legs up
and entered him, much to the delight of both. Max took his time.
Charlie thought this was the best fuck so far.
Exhausted, they fell asleep again until around eleven. A quick
breakfast then a tour of the house to make sure things were in proper
order. Fran was expected around three, Bunny around five to collect
Max. David would not be home until after dinner.
Sure enough, Fran arrived when expected. She hugged both boys, making
sure to cup a cheek on each. A quick look around satisfied her that Max
had followed instructions.
“I have something for you two,” she said. She
opened her suitcase and extracted two packages, both the same size.
“Go ahead and open them.” A paddle for each boy.
The sight of the paddles caused a pair of hardons, much to
Fran’s amusement. As she hoped, this was a good gift. Well,
at least from her point of view, though the quick erections indicated
that the boys liked them. “You’ll need a spanking
for the road,” she told Max, “so you will get a
taste of your new toy right away.” Max showed signs of dread
and excitement at that news. “Oh, you’ll feel yours
before Max leaves, don’t worry,” she told Charlie.
His face reflected much the same feelings as Max’s.
Before the paddlings there were other things Fran needed to do. Around
four-thirty she came out of her room, knocked on Charlie’s
door, and said, “come into the den, boys.” All
three went downstairs together. In the den the two paddles were waiting.
After seating herself in the middle of the couch, Fran signaled Max to
get over her lap. He did and quickly was feeling his new paddle. Not
too hard. This wasn’t a “real” spanking,
just an introduction to the paddle. A nice, steady WHAP WHAP WHAP, just
enough to bring some color and a sting he’d feel until
morning. Not even enough to get him kicking though he did let out with
a few grunts of discomfort before she was done.
“Good boy,” Fran said when she was finished with
Max. “I can see that you’ll be happy with this
purchase.” Max wasn’t so sure that he’d
be “happy” but did not contradict her.
“Now, Charlie, let’s see how yours does.”
Charlie took his place. Fortunately his bottom had no color from
Max’s spanking. However, it only took a few swats of the
paddle for him to show more discomfort than justified by the paddling.
Fran said nothing but had no doubt that Charlie was feeling a sting
from a spanking he’d been given over the weekend. Apparently
Charlie had been spanked by Max, but it seemed that Max had not been
spanked by Charlie. An interesting development in the boys’
relationship. Something to think about and discuss with Bunny. She did
not shorten Charlie’s spanking with the result that by the
end he was responding more vocally than Max had.
“Another good purchase,” Fran said when she was
done with Charlie. She had the boys stand in front of her, their
bottoms on display. The paddles certainly were worth what
she’d paid. “We’ll send yours home with
you, Max.” Max gulped slightly but knew he could not object.
However, he certainly didn’t like the idea that
he’d be the only brother with both a brush and a paddle.
Perhaps Mom would see the virtue in having all three of them having
both. That would be some small satisfaction.
The boys were dismissed and went back to Charlie’s room,
Charlie with his new paddle. He wasn’t sure what to do with
it so for the time being left it with the brush on top of his bureau.
Not long after they heard Bunny arrive to retrieve Max. Bits of the
conversation drifted up to them.
“Oh, good,” they heard Bunny say at one point.
“I’d been thinking that paddles might be good all
around. You’ve sold me.” Fran sounded pleased
though they didn’t catch her reply. Max smirked slightly,
knowing that his brothers, and maybe Dad, too, would have their own
paddles.
“Max, honey, gather your clothes and come down!”
Bunny called. “Time to be getting home.” From the
sound of that, Max would not be dressing until he was downstairs. If at
all.
The boys descended and greetings were made all around.
“Fran was good enough to buy you a new toy,” Bunny
said. “I hope you’ve thanked her.”
“Not yet,” Max admitted. Then, “thank
you, Fran, for the paddle. I’m sure it will. . . do what it
needs to do.” The ladies chuckled at that. He was right.
“OK, into the car with you,” Bunny said. No
instructions to dress. Max long had expected that his mother might do
something like this. He dreaded it and hoped no one would notice them
as they drove home.
“Thanks for the great weekend, Charlie. Thank you for letting
me stay,” he added to Fran.
“A pleasure, Max.”
“See ya in school tomorrow,” Charlie said as Max
and Bunny went out the door.
After they’d left Fran mused “I think some naked
rides in the car are in order for you, too.”
“Yes, Fran,” was all Charlie could say. He went
back to his room.
Alone, Fran thought about the possibility that Charlie had been
submissive to Max and what it meant in the larger picture of things.
There was no conclusion to be reached, at least not yet.
She’d watch, however, to see how things were going with those
two.