NAMB
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* * * * *A boy who was used to being dominated by girls a special club in his
old neighborhood is now looking for a similar club where he lives now.
The New Boy
Eric
found his bicycle in the garage and decided to explore his new
neighborhood. He had just moved in with his mom who got a big promotion
with her company that made the move necessary.
The new house
was fantastic, and it even had a pool. His room was huge and best of
all, the internet was blazingly fast so he could game to his heart’s
content.
But he missed his old gang at home. He had been with
them for the past three years, ever since he turned 11, and he really
enjoyed the things they used to do together.
He wondered if he could find kids like that in this neighborhood.
At first, he cruised some of the main streets to get the “lay of the
land” and figure out where things were. Then he started to crisscross
the residential streets. Most of the houses were upscale like the one
he and his mother just moved into.
He met few people except
for one house where there was a girl sitting on the porch. He waved at
her and smiled and she waved back. He didn’t get a good look at her and
didn’t think much of it until he got to the end of the houses.
He decided to double back and say hello. So, he rode back to the house
with the girl and rode up the walkway. There were now two girls sitting
on the porch. The two girls could have been clones with the exception
that one was a younger version of the other. There was no doubt that
they were sisters.
“Hi,” the elder girl said. “Can we help you?”
“I’m new here. I’m just riding around checking out the neighborhood.”
“I saw you ride by before. I knew I hadn’t seen you before. I’m Sarah,
by the way, and this is my sister, Sandra or as we call her, Sandy.”
“I’m Eric. Eric Pettersen. We just moved in a couple of days ago. I’m going into 9th grade this fall at Brooks Middle School.”
“Wow, that’s exciting. I’m going to be going to Brooks this year too! I’m just starting and am excited about it.”
“Middle school isn’t that big a deal, but it sure beats hanging out with little kids in grade school.”
At this point, Sandy pipped up, “Hey, I’m 10. I’m not a little kid!”
Sarah laughed, “That’s my sister for you, Sometimes I do think she’s 10
going on 40. I think she gets some of her ‘maturity’ from hanging out
with me.
Hang in there kid. You’re going into 5th grade, so you only have a couple of years to go to get in the big leagues.”
“Are there any other kids from the school around here?”
“There’s my friend, Barbara. She lives about a block that way. She’s my bestest friend.
Then there’s Arlene. She lives a couple of blocks that way. She’s 11 so
she’s half way between me and Sandy so she’s sort of both of our
friends. She has a brother, Andy, and he’s going to start high school
this fall.
That’s about it for around here.”
“Oh, OK.”
Eric was enjoying his conversation with the girls. They were
technically speaking too young for him, but they were cute and then he
remembered some of the younger girls in his old group who were every
bit as good and, in some cases, better at what they did than the older
girls.
They continued talking for a while longer as the girls filled him in on things to see and do in the neighborhood.
“It’s been nice talking to you girls,” Eric said as he got on his bike
to go home. “Thanks for all the tips. I’ll check some of them out.”
As he rode off, Sarah muttered, “Nice boy! He’s cute. Her sister giggled at her.
-=o=-
Eric was at the supermarket with his mom and was crouching down to get
a can of coffee on a lower shelf when he felt a tap on his back.
He looked around and it was Sarah. “Hi Eric,” she beamed at him.
He stood up. “Hi Sarah,” and then noting the girl behind her, “You too, Sandy.” The younger girl giggled.
Taking him by the hand, Sarah led him about half way down the aisle to
a woman who was reading a label on a box. “Mom,” she said, “this is
Eric. He’s the boy I told you about yesterday.”
“Please to meet you, Eric. Sarah tells me that you are new to the neighborhood.”
“That’s right ma’am. My mom and I just moved in a couple of days ago.
I’d introduce you, but I lost her. We play this game: she sends me for
something in the supermarket and then she goes and hides in another
aisle, and I have to find her.”
The woman laughed, “I’m sure she won’t abandon you.”
It was Eric’s turn to laugh, “She can hide but I always catch her in the end.
Oh, here she is now. MOM!” he said waving her over to him.
“Mom, this is … this is the mother of the girls I told you that I met yesterday.”
“Hi there, I’m Julie Wilson and these are my girls, Sarah and Sandy. They told me all about your son, Eric.”
“I’m Christine Pettersen. We’re new to the neighborhood.”
“So I’ve heard. Let me make you an offer. I know how hard it is to move
into a new house. You’re probably still trying to figure out where most
of your stuff is.
Why don’t you come over to dinner tonight?
Nothing fancy; come as you are. In fact, come early about 4 PM, we can
chat and get to know each other. I can give you the ‘dirt’ on all our
neighbors,” she said with a wink and a smile.
“I’d like that a lot,” mom replied. “Buying a house is easy. Finding a hairdresser and someone to do my nails is a lot harder.”
“I can certainly fill you in on those things.”
Nodding to her two daughters she said, “Come on girls, I’m going to put you to work getting the house ready for our guests.”
Turning to us she said, “It was nice meeting the both of you. I look forward to dinner tonight.”
My mom returned the compliment and we continued shopping and playing supermarket hide-and-seek.
Before we checked out. I noticed that mom picked up two items not
originally on the list: a bottle of wine and some flowers. Mom knows
how to make an impression on people.
-=o=-
Even though Mrs. Wilson said, “Come as you are,” mom made me get dressed up with a nice shirt and a good pair of slacks.
After our arrival, we spent the first quarter hour in the living room
chatting. Us kids sitting silently while the women conversed.
“I have to say,” Mrs. Wilson said, “That I am impressed with your son already. He’s so well-mannered and polite.”
Mom replied, “He used to be a handful. I can tell you that. Then a
couple of years ago, he fell into a new crowd. I don’t know what they
did, but they certainly turned him around. He’s become a lot calmer.
He used to pick on his female cousins all the time and now he treats them with respect.
I hope he can find friends like that here.”
“Well, maybe my girls can be a start. I know that they are a bit young for him.”
“I don’t think that matters. In Eric’s old crowd there were girls and boys ranging in age from about 10 to 16.”
“That’s quite a spread.”
“I know, but somehow they all managed to make it work out.”
Mrs. Wilson looked at her squirming daughters and said, “It’s OK kids,
you’re excused. You don’t have to listen to all this boring adult talk.
Why don’t you girls show Eric the rest of the house and settle down in
the playroom and play some games.”
Sarah and Sandy were
excellent hosts, and they were soon playing games downstairs. They were
having so much fun that they were surprised when Eric’s mom called them
up to dinner. “The sisters are really nice girls,” Eric thought and
would like them under any circumstance which made what he planned to
ask them even more difficult.
During the course of the dinner
Eric got an unexpected break. Mrs. Wilson mentioned that the person
they used to hire to mow her lawn was going off to college and had
already quit his job with her. She offered Eric that position.
Naturally, he accepted.
The job gave Eric an excuse to be at the house frequently and therefore in contact with these two girls.
Mowing the Lawn
Eric
decided that Wednesday would be the day that he would mow the lawn.
Mrs. Wilson worked, and Sandy was at her piano lesson. This would give
him the opportunity to talk with Sarah alone. He decided that he needed
to take this one girl at a time.
Sarah did her own chores
while Eric was mowing but came out near the end to offer him a drink.
Eric was just finishing up the task and then she invited him inside.
This was it!
They sat in silence for a while as Eric was
trying to work up the courage to speak. She noticed this and asked, “Is
something wrong, Eric?”
“I need to talk to you about something important,” he finally managed to say.
“What is it?”
“It’s about the girls and boys that I used to play with in my old neighborhood.”
“What about them?”
“Well, you can’t tell anyone about this. Not your mom, not your sister
and none of your friends. We have to keep it a secret between just us
two.”
“You sound so serious. This must be something big.”
“Promise you’ll keep it a secret?”
“I will. Now tell me.”
“It’s like this. We weren’t a normal group of kids. When we got together the girls were in charge.”
“What do you mean by in charge.”
“Exactly that. The girls ruled the club. They could tell boys what to do and the boys had to do it.”
“Anything? Like if they told you to take your clothes off, you’d have to do it?
Eric swallowed hard and nodded.
“Every girl? Every boy?”
“Every girl. Every boy.”
“Your mom said that the kids in your club were from 10 years old to 16
years old. So, if a 10-year-old girl told a 16-year-old boy to do
something, he’d have to do it?”
Once again, he nodded.
“Why would you boys do it? Why would you let the girls boss you around?”
“That’s kind of complicated. Let me ask you a couple of questions.”
“OK.”
“Tell me what you know about boys.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, do you know what boys look like without clothes on?”
“Yeah, I do. Back in the first grade, Barbra and I made one of our classmates, Bobby Greene, show us how he made pee.
Some of the other girls have younger brothers so they’ve seen them.
I’m pretty sure Sandy hasn’t seen one, but I drew her a picture of the one I saw.
Why are you asking me these things?”
“Because in the club when we got together privately, the boys would be naked.”
She put her hands up to her face and squeaked out a “WHAT?”
“The boys had to take their clothes off.”
“What about the girls?”
“The girls got to keep their clothes on.”
“How did they do that? How did the girls make you get naked? They could see everything, right?”
“Yes they could see it all.
The girls didn’t actually make us get naked. Us boys wanted to get naked.”
“Why would you boys want to do that?”
By now Sarah’s face was red with excitement.
The embarrassed boy continued, “We got undress so they could play with our penises.”
“You let them touch you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because they learned to do certain things with our penises makes them feel good.”
Eric could see the confused look on her face, so he went on, “When a
boy sees a girl he likes, his penis gets big and hard. Sometimes he
doesn’t even need to see her, he just has to think about her.
This has to happen to boys and men so they can have sex with a woman.”
She giggled at the word “sex” but I could tell she was hanging on my every word.
“The guy has to put his penis in the woman’s vagina and move it around.
This makes it ejaculate sperm or cum. It’s the sperm that meets up with
the egg from the woman to have a baby.
We boys are not about to do that with the girls because we don’t want them to get pregnant.
Most boys will play with their own penis to make it cum. It feels good and it is called masturbation.”
Eric stopped talking so Sarah could catch her breath and absorb what he
told her so far. She was on the edge of hyperventilating.
“Are you OK?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Do you want me to go on?”
She nodded more vigorously.
“The most common way boys masturbate is called jerking off. They move their fists up and down the shaft like this.”
Eric played the “air skin flute” in his lap as he gave her a demonstration of the motion involved.
“If the boy does this enough, the penis becomes excited, and he shoots his sperm.”
Sarah finally managed a “Wow.”
“Wait, it gets better. The girls discovered a different way to masturbate boys.
I know this is going to sound silly, but they use a rubber ball. It
tingles, it tickles and in the hands of the right girl it can make a
boy feel much better than he can by using his own hand.”
“Can’t you just get a rubber ball and do it to yourself?”
“Yes, but it doesn’t work as well. Some boys have tried it. They can
make themselves cum with it, but it doesn’t feel as good as when a girl
does them. Girls have a special touch. They teach each other.
So that’s why us boys get naked and obey the girls. We want them to
masturbate us with their rubber balls. We boys have the penises but the
girls know how to take control of them and make them feel good.”
“Wow, that’s hot. What do the girls think about this?”
“They just love it. They love the control they have over us boys. It
goes beyond when they get us naked and play with us. We have to be nice
to them all the time, anywhere, any time: out in the street, at school
– anywhere.
They also like the way it makes everyone equal. A
boy can’t do much about the size of his penis. However, he can do a lot
by how he behaves to please a girl. The boys who please girls the most
and are the most obedient are the most popular.
The same holds
true for the girls. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t have a pretty face
or may be overweight or not that well-endowed. All she has to be is
good with her hands and a ball. In fact, some of the younger girls are
best at making their boys happy.”
“Wow, I’d like to be a part of that club.”
“You have nothing like that here?”
“Not that I know of.”
“So why not start a club of your own?”
“Where would I find boys who …” Her face lit up. “YOU!”
“Of course, me.”
“Why would you want to do this?”
“Because I want to.” Eric blushed, “Normally I wouldn’t tell a girl
that I jerk off, but I’ve been doing it ever since I’ve left my old
neighborhood. It feels good, but not as good as when the girls back
there did me with their rubber balls.
I think it will be fun for you and the other girls too.”
“But I …”
“Let me show you. Do you want me to show you what you have been doing to me just by sitting with me?”
She bit her lip and Eric took that as a yes. He unzipped his shorts and
pulled out his now erect penis. She made a funny sound and said,
“Excuse me,” and got out and ran out of the room.
The next sound Eric heard was of her gagging in the bathroom. He put his penis back in his pants.
When she came back in, he apologized, “I’m sorry. I won’t do that again.”
She surprised him. “Don’t be sorry. I liked it. I think it’s brave of
you to do it for me. It was just too much for me. It was a lot bigger
than I expected. It didn’t look like Bobby’s did when Barbara and I saw
him make pee.
I think I’d like to see it again when I’ve had a chance to calm down.”
“That’s my mistake. It normally isn’t that big. I’m excited now. I told
you that when a boy sees a girl he likes, he gets big and hard.”
“You like me?”
“What’s not to like. You’re a very nice girl and you are pretty.”
“You think I’m pretty?”
“I still have this lump in my pants,” he said, pointing at it with a smile.
“But I’m only 12. You’re a lot older than me.”
“Remember what I told you about the girls in the club. Age doesn’t
matter. All that mattered is that they were girls and we were boys.”
“Oh my god. I have to work this out. It’s all so exciting.”
“Remember, it’s a secret.”
“I will.”
“How about we try this again next week? That will give you time to think about it.”
“OK.”
Eric had a week to think about it too. There wasn’t an evening that he
did not masturbate as he recalled and planned the events. Knowing that
Sarah knew his secret made the ejaculations a bit more enjoyable, but
he knew he needed a girl to take control of his penis to truly enjoy
them.
-=o=-
Eric sent an email to Sarah during the
week. It read, “I’ve been in touch with my old gang, and I told them
about us and that there is no club here.
I heard back from
Kathy McMillan. She’s the main girl at the club. She says that she
wants to contact you. Is it OK if I give her your email address?”
Sarah replied that it was OK to send her email address to Kathy.
A Show for Two
A
week later, Eric finished mowing the lawn and went into the house. He
called for Sarah, and she called from her bedroom, “Up here.”
He felt uneasy as he climbed the stairs and entered the intimacy of her
room. He had seen it briefly when she and her sister gave him a tour of
the house. Now she is calling him into her room when her mother wasn’t
there.
He was surprised to see another girl there. She must have arrived as he was out back putting away the lawn equipment.
Sarah made the introduction, “This is Barbara. She’s my best friend. I
know I promised you that I wouldn’t tell anyone, but I can’t keep
secrets from Barbara, and she shares all her secrets with me.
I’m sorry. I hope you don’t hate me for this.”
“Sarah told me all about you and what you did for her last week. I
think that was very brave of you. Please don’t be angry with her.
I promise to keep it a secret, too.”
“I need Barbara here with me. Whenever I have to do something that
frightens me, she helps me get over it. I don’t know what I would do
without her. I don’t know if I could get through this without her
holding my hand.”
The girls were so apologetic that Eric’s scowl turned into a laugh. “OK, I believe you. But just you two. Understand?”
The girls agreed.
“I assume that Sarah has filled you in about the club I was part of where I used to live.”
“Yes, she has.”
“She told you that I … I showed her my penis last time?”
“Yes.”
“Are you prepared for what I am about to show you? You are OK with it and you won’t freak out?”
“Yes.”
“Are you willing to experiment with different ways of playing?”
“Yes.”
“It’s a good thing I’ve been naked in front of multiple girls before or
I probably couldn’t do this. Normally I had the moral support of other
naked boys, but I think I can do this.
Are you girls ready?”
He looked at the girls’ faces as he unzipped his shorts and then pulled
out his penis. He always enjoyed the reactions when a girl sees his
penis for the first time. He knew that these girls had already seen one
but that was a long time ago and they never saw one on an older boy.
“It’s smaller,” Sarah squeaked.
“Of course, it is. I told you about that.
Last week it was big and hard because I was nervous and had a long
conversation with you explaining about how the girls treated us in my
old club.
As I was talking, I was thinking about these girls
and what they used to do to me and as I told you, just thinking about
girls is sometimes enough to make a boy hard.
But today, I
just finished mowing the lawn. Physical activity often deflates a
penis. Mine shrinks so much it’s almost an internal organ. My balls are
practically inside me. This is not a bad thing. They are out of the
way, and I’ve never had either of them hurt while playing sports.
I assure you that it will get larger as we explore.”
“So, what do you girls think?” Eric said after a moment’s silence.
“It’s funny looking,” Barbara ventured, “I hope you don’t take offense.”
“It’s OK. A lot of girls think that.” Eric chuckled.
Sarah commented, “Small like that, it looks so cute.”
“Do you feel it?” Sarah asked. “I mean, it’s sticking out. It’s on the outside. Do you know it’s there all the time?”
“Most of the time, it’s flaccid like this. So, it’s like any other body
part, unless I’m concentrating on it or it gets hurt, I don’t think
about it.
When I get an erection with my clothes on, it
presses against the clothes, and I am aware of the pressure. It’s so
embarrassing. Everyone knows what’s going on and I can’t always hide
it.”
“I always wondered why boys have a lump in their pants
sometimes. I’m going to have to pay more attention to boys’ crotches
from now on.”
“Not just boys, Barbara, but dirty old men too.”
“Yuck!”
“Yes, yuck, so be kind to us boys. It doesn’t take much to get us
going. Nice boys like me won’t hurt you but not all boys are nice.”
If I have an erection and I am not wearing clothes, it’s not as bad. It
just sort of sticks out. It’s full of blood so it feels heavier, but I
get used to that after a while. What I can feel is its stiffness. If I
do some kind of activity like dancing with the girls in my old club, it
bounces around instead of just flopping around.”
“We girls don’t have any parts that stick out like that,” Sarah giggled.
“We have boobs,” Barbara offered.
“YOU do! Mine are still lumps.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get there, girl.”
“Why are we talking about boobs when we got an exposed boy right here with us?”
Eric couldn’t believe he was having this conversation. He’s sitting
casually in a girls’ bedroom with his penis sticking out of his shorts
chatting with two fully clothed 12-year-old girls about some very
intimate topics.
Nonetheless he asked, “Do you girls want to see more?”
“Of course, we do!”
“OK, give me some room and I’ll get undressed.”
Barbara giggled, “I can’t believe he’s doing this.”
“I hope I can convince you girls to do some things for me in return.”
“Like what? I’m not getting naked.”
“You don’t have to. When the time comes I’ll show you what to do.”
Eric got completely naked and slowly turned around so the girls could see him from all angles.
Sarah exclaimed, “Wow, you have a nice body. Cute ass!” she said blushing.
By this time the excitement of being naked for a couple of cute girls
was beginning to have its effect on Eric. His penis was beginning to
rise.
“Look at that,” Barbara exclaimed, “It’s getting bigger.”
“It’s beginning to look more like it did when I saw it last week.”
“Why don’t you girls touch it?” Eric asked.
“You go first,” Barbara said nudging her friend.
“Don’t be afraid,” Eric encouraged. “It’s tougher than it looks. My
balls, on the other hand, you have to be careful with them.”
Sarah reached out and grabbed his penis. “It’s warm!”
“That’s because it’s filling with blood.”
The girl just held it and squeezed it and tried bending it. “It’s
squishy and hard all at the same time! You got to feel this, Barbara.”
She let go and the other girl took her turn with Eric’s penis. During
the hand-off the girls noticed that it was bigger and sticking out more
than when Sarah first touched it.
“This is so neat,” the new girl said. She, too, experimented with feeling it all over and testing its flexibility.
“What happened? My hand got wet.” She let go of the penis. She pointed
to a drop of clear liquid oozing out of the head and said, “What is
that stuff.”
“It’s pre-cum. It means you girls are doing a really good job getting me excited.”
“It’s slippery and sticky all at the same time.”
“Do you want to feel it, Sarah? Go ahead, it won’t hurt you.”
“Is that the stuff that gets a girl pregnant?”
“No that comes later and only if I shoot it into your vagina.”
Sarah reached out and wiped the drop from Eric’s penis. He gave a sigh and his body tensed up and the penis twitched.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Not at all. It actually felt good.”
She rolled it around with her fingers and then put it up to her nose. “It smells a bit musty.”
“Taste it,” Eric dared.
“Yuck. You make pee there. I’m not putting it in my mouth.”
Eric sighed, “Here, I’ll do it.” He squeezed the head of his penis to
push out another drop, wiped it off with his finger and then put the
finger in his mouth and sucked on it.
“Well, if he can do it, I can do it,” Barbara said.
Eric and Barbara looked at Sarah. “OK, I’ll do it,” she finally conceded.
“So what do you girls think?”
“It’s a little salty, but not too bad.” Barbra offered.
“Yeah, not too bad. Not at all what I thought it would taste like.”
“How long until your sister gets back?” Barbra asked.
“About 20 minutes.”
“Good,” Eric said, “then we have just about enough time.”
“Enough time for what?”
“Enough time for me to finish what you girls started. Let’s go into the bathroom.”
“Are you going to make pee?” Barbara asked.
“I probably will when I’m finished. I have something special to show you girls.”
When they got to the bathroom, Ken stood at the vanity with the two
girls flanking him. He took his hand and wrapped it around his penis
and started pumping.
“What are you doing?” Barbara asked.
“He’s masturbating,” her friend responded. “He told me about that last week.”
“This is called jerking off,” Ken offered. “Just about every boy does
it. That is, until he can find a girl to do even better things to him.”
The girls were enjoying the show. Not only could they look down “over
his shoulder” and get a view similar to his point of view; they could
also see him head on in the mirror.
It didn’t take long for
Eric to accomplish his objective. His body stiffened up and his
breathing stopped. Then with a grunt, cum leapt from his penis and he
almost fell down. The girls grabbed hold of him to steady him.
He kept pumping and another wave of cum splashed out onto the mirror.
He kept at it until only tiny squirts were oozing out of the tip.
“Wow,” Barbara exclaimed, “That was fantastic. No wonder you did it here in the bathroom. That’s quite a mess you made.”
“If you think that was good,” Eric said, “wait until I teach you how to do me with a rubber ball.”
“Sarah told me about that. It sounds kind of silly.”
“It is, in a way. Some girls treat it like a game. It’s really serious business for us boys.
Do you girls have rubber balls for next week?”
“If I don’t I’ll get one. What kind?” Sarah asked.
“Racquetballs work well, and they are easy to get, but there are other
kinds as well. You can get three balls in a can, so you can each have
your own and have one left over. Once you get good at it, you’ll
probably want to try other kinds of balls.”
The Sleepover
“Can Barbara come over for a sleepover on Saturday?” Sarah asked her mom.
“Why even bother asking, you know the answer is going to be yes. You
two are like sisters who happen to live in different houses.”
-=o=-
The two girls curled up downstairs in the playroom. They knew that once
Sarah’s mom went to bed they would be entirely on their own unless they
made too much noise. They had no such plans to do that for this evening.
Sarah showed an email to Barbara.
“Hi Sarah,
I am glad to make the acquaintance of a girl like you. Eric speaks
highly of you. I understand that you are interested in establishing a
club like ours where girls rule boys in your town. Some of the girls in
our club have cousins and friends in other towns and we have
established quite a few clubs but none in your town.
The main
reasons girls rule the boys in the club is because only girls know how
to give boys the kind of sexual satisfaction that they crave. All boys
masturbate, but none of them can do it as well as we girls do them.
You girls will really enjoy being in a club where you are in charge
over the boys. It’s fun to tell the boys what to do and have them do
it. It’s even fun watching the other girls order their boys around
especially when it’s the boys kid sister doing the ordering. You know
that has to go on at home, too.
The secret to dominating boys
is knowing how to use a simple toy: a rubber ball to masturbate a boy.
You can use racquetballs since they are easy to get, or you can order
the kind of balls we use. They are called Spalding Hi-Bounce Balls.
They are pink and hollow and bounce well. They have a nicely textured
rubber surface. I don’t know how they became the official rubber ball
for masturbation of this kind. I’ve heard it goes back to the days when
our grandmothers were our age. Apparently, rubber ball masturbation has
been going on for generations. You can get these balls on Amazon in
just about any quantity from a single ball up to a box of 24! That’s a
lot of penises!
We use other balls as well, but the Hi-Bouncer is the ball of choice.
Attached is a video we made on how to masturbate a boy using a rubber
ball. Never allow any boy to see this video. It is the work of a whole
team of girls and several boys. It contains the secret of how we use a
ball to control the boy’s penis. If you can control a boy’s penis then
you control the boy. Our boys beg us to masturbate them this way. It’s
how we hold power over them in the club.
It literally puts female control in your hands.
Good luck with Eric. You should do well with him; he’s such an obedient boy.
Happy Masturbating,
Kathy
P.S. Eric is a pretty good ‘squirter,’ too. He’s won several contests for distance ejaculating.”
-=o=-
Sarah displayed the video on the large screen TV in the playroom.
The video started with a room background and the title “Rubber Ball
Masturbation” and the credits included a dozen girls and three boys
names.
The opening scene was of a heads-on view of an erected penis.
A female voice did the narration. “This is a penis. Some of you girls
may also know it as a cock, dick, prick, wiener and maybe even a
pee-pee. The proper name is penis and that is what we will use for the
remainder of this video.
A girl’s hand came in and lifted the
penis up. “These are the testicles where the sperm is made. They are in
a sack called the scrotum. They are also known as balls and are the
most sensitive part of a boy.
The announcer went on to show
the individual parts of the penis giving the proper name of each along
with their “street names.” The video also showed the anatomical
cross-section of the male reproductive system and explained what
happens when erections and ejaculations occur.
To this point, the video was as professionally done and as accurate as any video produced for a sex education class.
“To masturbate a boy, a girl must start with an erected penis. Erections are also known as hard-ons, stiffies and woodies.”
The video was obviously catering to girls of all ages who might not be already familiar with the terminology.
“If the penis is not erected, physical stimulation can be applied to bring it to that state.”
Here a girl’s hand comes in and gives the penis a couple of pumps. As
each sentence is delivered the action was acted out on the screen.
“Start by grabbing the base of the penis between thumb and fingers with your non-dominant hand like this.
Press down firmly. The pressure will help trap blood in the penis
leading to a firmer erection and increases the sensitivity of the
organ. As an additional measure, you can loop a couple of gel hairbands
around the base of the penis to ‘decorate’ it and keep it extra firm.
Take the other two fingers, place them behind the scrotum at the base
and push in. When this area tightens up, it is a sign of an impending
ejaculation.
With your dominant hand, hold the ball. We will
demonstrate three different methods of holding the ball to establish
different levels of friction.
The first of these is to hold
the ball firmly with a grip like this and rub it against the skin of
the penis. This provides the most friction and is good for starting the
masturbation process. It is also good for finishing off a boy when a
distance ejaculation is required for a game.
After teasing a
boy for several minutes transition to a cradling effect by holding the
ball with your fingers extended but applying no or little pressure on
the ball. Friction, in this case is provided by the palm and the penis
as each tries to grip the rubber surface as the ball is applied. Most
of the masturbation should be done with cradling.
The least
amount of pressure is similar to cradling but instead of cupping the
hand to allow the ball to rub against it, hold it loosely enough so
that it rolls against both palm and penis. This technique is good to
back off the masturbation if you are bringing him too close too fast.
It is excellent for teasing games and ruined ejaculations. Teasing
,edging and ruined ejaculations are topics for a future video.
Now that you know how to rub, let’s examine where and how fast.
Most of the rubbing will be done lengthwise on the underside of the
shaft. Bring the ball forward enough to gently nick the frenulum.
Alternate the rubbing to tickle each cheek separately and then both in
a rotating or random pattern.
Start off fast to bring the boy
to a state of sexual tension quickly and then slow down your rubbing to
maintain the tension without pushing him over the top too fast.
This is the advantage of being a girl. Only we have the feel and the
discipline to hold a boy in this state without driving immediately to
completion and diminishing the pleasure of the ejaculation. Boys do not
have this level of restraint.
There are two levels of
ejaculatory urgency: the first is when the boy feels the urge to
ejaculate, but if stimulation is removed, ejaculation will not occur.
The second is when ejaculation is imminent and even if all stimulation
is removed, it will occur anyway.
Boys do not have the
discipline to stop at the first level and drive past the second level
into full-blown ejaculation. This technique is only marginally
satisfying when compared to what we girls can do for them.
Rubber ball masturbation is designed to take a boy to the first level
and hold him there and even pushing him towards but stopping short of
the second level. We girls decide how long to keep his orgasm balancing
on the edge. We girls decide when to push him over the top with or
without his will.
I this this fine level of control on which
our female supremacy is based. We will have further discussions on
these two levels when we discuss the advanced masturbation techniques
of edging and ruined ejaculations.
If you feel like the boy is
reaching his peak and you are not ready to ejaculate him. Ease off on
the friction, slow down the tempo and concentrate on rubbing the shaft
without stimulating the frenulum. This should keep the boy excited
without allowing him to ejaculate.
Remember the objective is to keep the boy highly excited for as long as YOU wish.
When a drop of pre-ejaculate appears, use the ball to wipe it from the
meatus and bring up to the boy’s face so he can lick it clean. This
action accomplishes two things: first it interrupts the masturbation
and allows the boy to ‘slip back down’ just a bit. Each time you do
this, he will slip back down to a higher level of excitement than on
the previous recess, so it produces a ratcheting effect.
Secondly, ball licking is a debasing act for the boy and it reinforces our superiority over them as girls.
When you do decide that you want to make him ejaculate, pick up the
tempo and friction of your rubbing and ignore the discharges of
pre-ejaculate.”
The climax of the film corresponded to the
climax of the boy. The narrative went on. With different penises
“shooting off” in sort of a compilation.
“Just as each boy’s
penis looks different, each boy’s reaction to being masturbated is
different. With practice any girl can learn to read a boy and have him
under her control.
We hope you enjoyed this video. Happy Masturbating, Girls.”
Sarah and Barbara’s First Balling
“What’s that?” Sarah asked when the trio got together the following week. She was looking at the object in Eric’s hand,
“It’s a ball.”
“I can see that. It’s got stuff written all over it.”
“It’s my signature ball. This is the kind of ball the girls used in my old neighborhood. You can order them online.”
“Yes, we know,” Sarah said smiling. “Kathy’s told us about them. Ours arrived yesterday.”
“You talked to Kathy?”
“We’ve been in touch. She gave us a lot of ideas. I think you’ll be in for a fun time. Now hand me your ball.”
Sarah and Barbara examined the ball. “Are these girls’ names on the ball?” Barbara asked.
“Yes, they are. Whenever a girl does a boy for the first time, he has
her put her name on his signature ball. It’s sort of a club tradition.
Boys compete to get the hottest girls to sign their names.”
“There must be a dozen names on here.”
“Sixteen to be precise.”
“You’ve had 16 girls do you?”
“Sixteen unique girls. Most of the girls have done me many times. There
was an 11-year-old girl named Hannah who liked to do me a lot. I liked
her doing me because she was particularly good at making me cum.
I think she was kind of sweet on me, so the other girls shied away from
me and encouraged her. She became my primary masturbatrix for the last
couple of months I was there. It’s not like I had a choice. The girls
decide which boys they want to masturbate.
The girls compare
us boys to birds. In the avian world, it’s the male who has the
brightest feathers and he’s the one who has to sing and dance and
perform for the females. Then the females get to choose the one that
pleases them the most and that they want to be with. Hannah can make me
cum better than most of the girls and she probably knows my penis
better than any other girl. So I was always doing nice things for her.”
Eric took the ball back from Sarah and turned it around. “See, here’s Hannah’s name right here.
And here is Kathy’s and over here is my cousin, Linda, she does me
whenever she visits or I visit her. Next to her is Sally who is one of
her friends who does me when I visit Linda.
My main reason for
bringing the ball over was as proof that I was telling the truth.
However, since you girls have already been in touch with Kathy, you
probably don’t need any more proof.
We boys kept our signature
balls; the girls kept records in their diaries: what boys they did and
when they did them. Some girls even kept records of every masturbation
they ever did on a spreadsheet.
I think I will start a new ball here and you two girls can be the first ones to add your names to it.”
“I thought you wanted to keep this private.” Sarah observed.
“I do for now. The girls had ways of recruiting other girls and boys
into the club discretely. I’m sure if you ask Kathy, she and the other
girls will give you some tips. They even use us boys to get other boys.
The more girls and boys you have in the club, the more fun it is. In
addition to just plain masturbation there are fun games you can play
when you have more people.”
“Let’s get started,” Sarah said
eagerly. “I saw you first, so I get to do you first and I get to be the
first girl to get her name on your ball.
GET NAKED!” she commanded.
The firmness of the girl’s command struck a chord with Eric. None of
the girls in his former group were cruel with the boys but they were
strict. An order like this delivered with confidence made many boys get
erect.
Soon he was standing in front of the two girls. Sarah
reached into a drawer in her dresser and pulled out some brightly
colored gel hairbands. She put two of these fully over his penis and
behind his balls as the video recommended.
She took another two bands and wrapped them around the base of the scrotum.
The next pair went around the penis with one end of the loop behind a
ball and the other over the shaft and in front of it forming a
crisscross pattern with the band running between the two balls. This
lifted them and separated them and made them stick out.
By this time, his balls were so pronounced that she could slip another pair of bands over each one.
Eric’s penis was obscenely decorated in multiple colored bands.
“How does that feel?” Sarah asked, both out of curiosity and with genuine concern that she was not hurting him.
“Tight,” was the response. “Also I can feel my balls. They’ve never
felt like this before. They feel so heavy. I can fell them pulling. I
don’t know if I could stand it with them jiggling like that if I jerked
off.”
“So don’t move. Stand still and let me and the ball do all the work.”
Eric felt the rubber touch the tip of his penis. This was the first
time in weeks that he felt this sensation. A girl, a ball and his
penis: what a perfect combination.
He knew that this was
Sarah’s first time and was surprised at how well she was doing. She
seemed to do everything right. She varied the pressure and the speed of
her rubbing at the appropriate points and when she milked out a drop of
precum, she even made him lick it off the ball.
For her part,
she wondered if she was doing it right. She was encouraged by his
precum production. This was a sign that she was teasing him adequately.
But was she teasing him enough? Was she bringing him to that plateau
between the two levels of pleasure that the video explained. She
decided to keep masturbating him while ramping up the pressure and the
tempo in small steps.
She was at it for about 15 minutes when
things started to change. She noticed the same body stiffness and
irregular breathing that accompanied the orgasm when he jerked off for
her and her friend a week ago. She could also feel, with her fingers, a
quivering in that spot behind his testicles.
Not wanting to push him over the top just yet, she stopped for a moment and then resumed.
She brought him up and down like this wondering how far she could push him.
It was on one of these attempts that she stopped and he didn’t. For
maybe about 10 seconds he seemed to be struggling with his body and
then it happened. There was flood of semen with apparently little force
behind it and then nothing.
She was sure she did something wrong.
From Eric’s point of view, he had long since given up his control to
the girl rubbing his penis. She was pushing him to those heights that
only a girl could push him to. He was just approaching the orgasm of a
lifetime when … she stopped rubbing. There was no more stimulation
coming in but the sexual pressure continued on under its own momentum.
The wave approached his penis and then died. He felt a fraction of an
ejaculation and then he realized that his crotch was warm and wet.
There was a slight push and the semen came out with less satisfaction than a good pee.
What was worse was that there was NO abatement in his sexual
frustration. He still felt as horny as ever and felt that he could go
onto the next orgasm without a refractory period.
He was eager to step up when Barbara said, “My turn.”
Barbara had no idea of the explosive organ at the end of her rubber
ball when she started with him. The video made the assumption that the
girl started from a cold penis. Eric’s penis was anything but cold. It
was the proverbial ticking time bomb that didn’t need to be shaken that
much to go off.
She had only been masturbating him for a
couple of minutes when the semen erupted in a violent burst over the
ball and onto her hand and onto her shorts. She had the presence of
mind to follow the video’s instructions to keep rubbing him through
ejaculation after ejaculation.
She was amazed at how hot his
cum felt and how much of it there was and how far he shot it. She kept
sliding the cum-slicked ball under his penis until all it could do is
twitch in her hand.
As she surveyed the mess she made, she chided Sarah, “Well I guess we know who the real girl in the room is.”
It was a good orgasm, but not the best the Eric ever had. These girls,
although they were already 12, were amateurs. 12-year-old girls in his
old club often had a couple of years of experience.
In his
earlier years with the club, he was used as a demonstrator model to
teach new girls how to masturbate boys. He knew how rapidly girls learn
how to use a ball on a penis. He had every bit of faith that Sarah and
Barbara will learn to be experts before long.
Eric smiled as
he handed a fresh ball to the girls so they could put their names on
it. “Not too large,” he said, “If we do this right, there will be a lot
of girls’ names on that ball by the time we’re done with it.
The girls reported how their first session went to Kathy and she replied:
“Girls,
Congratulations on your first successful rubber ball ejaculations. They
were fun, weren’t they? Now you know the thrill of being in charge of
your very own boy. And this is just the beginning. I don’t know of a
single boy who, after being masturbated like this, walked away. They
all come back for more.
Believe me, it will be even more fun
when you get more girls and boys in your club. Once the word gets out,
girls will definitely want to join. It’s a little more difficult with
the boys, but once their friends tell them how great it is, they
usually come around.
Sarah, don’t worry about not making Eric
cum like you expected. What you managed to do was give him a ruined
ejaculation. I think the video mentioned them. Edging, teasing and
ruined ejaculations are sort of an advanced masturbational topic. Many
girls don’t even try it and more never really get it right and you did
it on your first try!
I know that it was a ruined ejaculation.
With normal masturbation, a boy needs time between completing one
ejaculation before he can be successfully masturbated again. Dry
cummers can pretty much go from one orgasm to the next. They look so
cute wiggling around as you do them.
With boys in puberty,
more time is needed. Boys well into puberty might be ready to go again
in 15 minutes but 30 minutes is more the norm. There is also a maximum
number of times in a day that a boy can cum. After each cum, it takes
more and more time before a girl can try to do him again. The record,
in our club, was six times in one day.
He was done by his
sister as soon as he woke up with his morning boner, even before he
peed. His sister’s friend did him again about 9:30 in the morning. He
spent time at the club where two of our members did him about noon and
3. His sister did him again after dinner and she finished him off just
before midnight. She reported that she had to really ‘hammer him’ to
get just a few drops of cum from him during his evening sessions. There
was no time for teasing: just a lot of intense and rapid rubbing.
With a ruined ejaculation, no recovery time is needed. Since the boys
ejaculate so little, there is still a lot inside of them. They do not
come down off their peak and still remain in need of getting it off.
This is why Barbara was so successful in making him cum in such a short period of time.
At our club, we managed to go from ruined ejaculation to ruined
ejaculation as many as 5 times in under two hours. It’s sort of a
tag-team game with a different girl taking her turn for each of the
ejaculations.
It sounds like you girls are off to a good
start. Keep on sending us messages. The rest of the girls like to hear
your stories. They are thrilled that this is going on outside of our
club as well and can’t wait until female supremacy becomes a world-wide
movement.
Happy Masturbating!
Kathy (and the girls)”
Sandy
“My sister will be wrapping up her piano lessons soon,” Sarah remarked.
Eric nodded.
“You know what that means, don’t you?”
“What?”
“She will be here on Wednesdays.”
“Oh-oh.”
“So, we’ll have to let her into our little club.”
“I knew that this was going to happen sooner or later,” the boy
admitted. “I am a bit concerned about her age, although there were
girls that young in our club at home for the same reason: they were
some older girls’ younger sisters. The girls decided that age 10 is the
minimum age for membership for both boys and girls.
Ten-year-old boys are ‘in training.’ They are usually boring for the
older girls to masturbate since they don’t cum yet but some girls will
do it just for the novelty of it and the girls think that the younger
boys are cute.
They also make good training material for the
younger girls and by the time the boys reach puberty, they are totally
enslaved by the female gender.
I’ll just have to accept the
reality of it. I’m just afraid she’ll freak out. Is there any way you
can sort of introduce her to the concept?”
“Let me work with her.”
-=o=-
Sarah, Barabara and Sandy were in Sarah’s room.
Sarah started, “Sandy, you’re getting to be a big girl now and there are some things you need to know.”
“If it’s about growing up and what’s going to happen to me in a year or
two, I know about that. Mom told me about that stuff and so did you in
a way. Once mom told me about it I noticed your stuff in the bathroom.”
“Good for you. Yeah, mom’s good about that. What about the rest of it? What did she tell you about boys?”
“Not much. Where are you going with this?”
“Do you know what boys look like? I mean without their clothes on.”
“Well, there’s that picture you drew for me when I was a little girl. I
still remember what that looks like. And then there’s Arlene’s cousin.
Her aunt was visiting her a couple of months ago. She has a baby boy
and Arelene and I got to help her aunt change him and give him his
bath.”
“So, you know what a penis looks like?”
“Is that what it’s called?
Yeah, it’s no big deal. Boys have them. Girls don’t. They’re kind of funny looking. I’d rather be a girl.”
“What do you know about what boys – bigger boys – do with their penises?”
“Make pee, I suppose.”
“Anything else?”
“What else is there?”
This was the door opening that Sarah was looking for.
“There are things older boys do with their penises that are … interesting.”
“What kind of things?”
“For one they make them get bigger.”
“Bigger?”
“Let me show you.”
Sarah got out her phone. She selected a picture of Eric’s penis when it
was flaccid. The only thing the picture showed was the area around his
genitals. It did not show his face or the rest of his body.
“Wow, that’s big!” Even with the limited frame of reference the young
girl could tell that this penis was bigger, in proportion to the boy’s
body than on Arlene’s baby cousin.
“Where did you get that picture? Did a boy let you take it? Who? It’s got hair on it.”
“I’ll answer those questions in a moment. What do you think of this picture?”
“Too bad I don’t have a phone. I’d like to show it to my friends. I’d be the most popular girl in school.”
“It’s a good thing you don’t have a phone. Showing pictures like this
around could get you in trouble. What we are doing here is very
important, but we also need to keep it very secret.
Do you want to see more?”
“Yes.”
“OK, this is a picture of an older boy. His penis is what is called flaccid. That means that it is small and soft.
Most of the time, it looks like this.”
“What are those other things behind it?”
“Those are his testicles. That’s where sperm is made. Do you know about sperm?”
“That’s what makes babies according to what mom told me.”
“Very good. Now lets look at some more pictures.”
Sarah went through some more pictures of Eric’s penis from various
angles so Sandy could get a good idea of how the organ was constructed.
“Now, I’m going to show you some more pictures.” This time, she brought up a picture of an erected penis.
“That’s really big. Is that the same boy? It looks almost entirely different.”
“Yes that’s the same boy. Are you OK looking at this picture?”
“Yes, do you have more? I want to see.”
Sarah continued to show her sister more angles of Eric’s erected penis.
“I don’t have a phone, but can you put these on my computer?”
Sarah ignored the question. “Do you want to see even more?”
“Of course.”
Sarah now showed the girl pictures that were more zoomed out. They
still did not include Eric’s face, but did reveal more of his body and
the background.
“Hey, these pictures were taken here. Right here in this room. YOU took these pictures. Who’s the boy and why …
IT’S ERIC! Isn’t it. How did you get him to pose for you? What did you do to make him get naked like this?”
Sarah showed Sandy the remaining pictures including some with her or Barbara posing with the naked boy.
Barbara decided to take over for her friend.
“Sandy, Eric is a special kind of boy. He likes getting naked in front
of girls, but he only likes to get naked in front of special girls. He
asked us if you would like to see him. It has to be secret though; you
can’t tell anyone.”
“I swear! When can we do it?”
“This Wednesday.
There’s more. Eric likes to do things with his penis and likes when we do things with his penis.”
“What kind of things?”
“You’ll see on Wednesday. You’re going to like it, I am sure.”
-=o=-
Wednesday came and Sarah and Barbara stripped Eric for display. They
decided that it would be best to have Sandy walk in on him as he was
naked rather than have her present for his disrobing.
So, they
had the girl wait outside Sarah’s room until they were ready. They
decided to add just a tiny bit of extra humiliation by having Eric open
the door to let the young girl in.
She looked at him up and
down a giggled just a little bit. She had already seen enough of the
pictures the older girls took to know what to expect. Her only comment
was, “Oh, you’re flaccid.” Normally, 10-year-old girls wouldn’t know
that there was any other state, but she had been taught well.
Eric noticed that she had a ball in her hand. Although girls could
share balls, it was a custom for each girl to use her own. Eric had no
doubt that by the end of the day, Sandy would be adding her name to his
ball.
-=o=-
Sarah and Sandy eventually brought Arlene
into the club. They used Eric to “soften up her brother” to try this
unique kind of masturbation. Initially, he balked at having a
10-year-old girl or his sister do it, so Sarah agreed to a private
session with only Eric and Andrew and her in attendance.
Andrew was almost an immediate convert. He soon surrendered to the wishes of all the girls, including his sister.
As happened in other towns, the practice spread. Girls had sisters,
cousins and friends and boys had brothers and cousins and friends.
Eric’s cousin, Linda, had the unique distinction of having her name on
each of Eric’s signature balls. Girls like getting their names on balls
and now she added hers not only to Eric’s ball but the other boys in
the club as well.