Nancy's in Charge Part 13
By Captain J
CaptainJ46@yahoo.com

copyright 2011 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Part 13

Jimmy lay there on the coffee table totally limp, his body still trying to recover from the combined handjob and prostate milking he'd just received from his 10 year old neighbor. "Did that feel good?" The grinning girl asked as she leaned over his chest and kissed him. Then helped him off of the table and he lay on the carpeted floor.

"Yeah it was great," he gasp out still trying to control his breathing. "If you do that to any future boyfriend, they'll have no complaints."

"Well that's what I need to know right? How to make a boy happy? Jimmy it seemed like a lot more came out today than the last time..."

"OK last time was more like the normal amount. But this time you rubbed my prostate at the same time and made more come out. What comes out according to what I've read is about 80% from the prostate and 20% from my balls or testicles. If too much fluid builds up in either, then the boy has wet dreams to empty some out. When you rubbed the prostate, you forced it to empty, so there was more than I'd usually shoot out. Normal masturbation, doesn't complete empty the prostate unless you do it a lot, then you can totally empty it."

"So you're empty now?"

"Not completely I don't think so anyway. But if you did it again not much would come out. I could have more orgasms, even if nothing came out. But I'd have a difficult time getting hard, the emptier I am."

"But how can you have more orgasms if you can't get it hard? I don't understand Jimmy."

Blushing very red, "That's something we found out when Nancy first used that toy on me and Marty, rubbing inside with it can cause me to have more. I've had 5 or 6 in a row, before I collapsed from exhaustion from her or Sherry doing that to me. Rubbing inside me like that, it's not even necessary to touch my dick. Sherry's done that and I came just as hard."

"Jimmy you're blushing again and I don't see any reason for it. Having more orgasms has to be a good thing. I like rubbing myself until I have more than one, so why would it embarrass you?"

"It... It's because boys aren't supposed to like having things put up inside them like that, so it embarrasses me that I do like it. Everyone says that's wrong. Kind of gay you know?"

"That's just stupid Jimmy. If it feels good, then it's not wrong, no matter what some stupid person says and it's not gay because it's not another boy causing it. If Sherry or Nancy or Me or any girl can give you more then I say just go with it and don't worry about that stuff." She replied as her hand reached down and gently massaged his cock and balls. "Would you like another Jimmy? I'd love to do that for you."

"Yeah I would Susan but I couldn't ask you to do that... It's not right, you're too young to be doing stuff like that. What if your Mom ever found out?"

"Jimmy I'm NOT too young, I've already done it twice now. And as to Mom, she's not here Jimmy and what we do is between us and no one else! It's really exciting to me to be able to make you feel good like that, so I'd love to do it, besides I'd like to explore some more so that just might get you excited anyway."

"Ok I won't argue, you're in charge Susan and since you are; I'm not allowed to refuse. You to do what you want. I don't want to be punished for refusing." He replied quietly.

"Jimmy I don't want to do it like that. I want you to willingly do things, because YOU want to when you're with me. Now I'm not going to order you to do it, I don't want to do it that way. I'd like to play some more and explore your body and make you feel good in the process, but I won't order you to let me do it." Sounding frustrated. "Didn't you like what I just did with you?"

"Yeah I did, I won't lie about that, you made me cum hard and I can't complain about that. I... I liked it but my emotions tell me that it was wrong for you do it with me. So what am I supposed to do? I like what you're doing, but feel it's wrong... I'm just so confused..."

Leaning on his chest and looking directly down at him. "You disregard all that stuff about it being wrong and let me make my new brother feel good. Then you thank me and we'll both be happy. It's that simple Jimmy, you want to feel good and I want to make you feel that way. If you're happy then I'm happy. What could be wrong with that?"

"OK I won't argue, I'll try to forget that I think it's wrong, you do what you want and explore all you want, I like you and I trust you, so go ahead and play..." he replied with a sigh.

"Well that wasn't as enthusiastic as I'd hoped for, but I'll take it as agreement, now just relax and let Sister Susan make you feel good while I experiment a little." She replied and then kissed him and kissed her way down his body, ending by taking his semi—hard cock into her mouth and gently sucking as her tongue worked on it, reaching under him, her fingers slipped back up inside him. Pausing only to apply more lotion to her hand. Soon three fingers were deep inside and Jimmy was thrashing on the floor, between the actions of her mouth and hand. Jimmy's body jerked several times and she tasted his cum in her mouth, just a few small drops, but from the spasms in his muscles knew he was experiencing orgasms, of course his loud moans and groans were quite clear indications also. She continued even after his cock went totally limp until his body, was limp and sweat covered. Jimmy had passed out...

Withdrawing her hand from him, she looked at this limp unconscious body, then looked at the strapon laying on the couch where she'd left it. 'He'd never let me do it if he were awake,' she thought to herself, and picked it up and figured out how to attach it to herself, then lubricated it and moving between his legs, rolled him face down, then slowly entered him as he lay there, stopping when it was fully inside and lay on top of him her body pressing down on him as her hands stroked his shoulders and sides. Then started slowly moving, getting the feel of total control as the boy lay below her, subject to her will as she fucked him. The rubbing of the base of the dildo on her clit got her excited and she sped up, and established a faster rhythm, that was the position Jimmy awoke in, face down a girl on his back, firmly thrusting in and out of him. He moaned, but she continued until she climaxed and then rested on top of him, breathing hard, the dildo still buried full length.

"Are you done? Please take it out..." he all but whimpered, the weight on his back not that uncomfortable, but the dildo deep inside pushing hard at his prostate.

"Not just yet," she replied kissing his neck and stroking her hands along the sides of his body beneath her. "I own you now Jimmy, and we're going to talk while I control your behind."

"No Sherry owns me if anyone does..." he objected.

"Yes I know that, she told me you gave yourself to her totally. Nancy also owns you as long as you live here; but now I own you too, whenever we're alone together."

"How? How did you arrive at that?" he groaned, because she'd moved slightly and the dildo prodded him.

<laugh> "Nancy and Sherry both told me of course! Both said that if I screw a boy in the ass with one of these toys that I then own them. Do I need to add that Nancy offered to loan me this one? Now I'm free to do it again anytime I want; that is unless a certain boy wants all the boys in town to know they like being fucked that way. That could be really bad if all the boys knew that, so I get to do it when I want and the boy belongs to me... at least when Sherry or Nancy don't want to do the same thing to him."

"I'm fucked," he moaned.

<laugh> "Yes you are. Yes you have been and yes you will be again. Now that you understand the situation, any of us can have you whenever we want. You have no idea how good it feels to have a boy impaled like this and know you totally control him. You said it makes you feel submissive? Well get used to it, you're going to be submissive to all three of us."

"But Sherry?"

"Approves totally if you agreed! She even suggested that I do this. Jimmy when I asked those questions before, I knew you weren't lying, because I already knew the truth. Both girls told me they'd had your rear and that you came multiple times and liked it. All three of us believe that the girl should always be in charge of the boy, so since we'll be spending time together, Sherry thought I should take control of the relationship between us, especially since I'm younger than you." She replied, then wiggled her hips a little and got another moan from him.

"I...didn't agree to let you do that? I thought you liked me?"

"Oh I do Jimmy! I like you a lot! In fact if Sherry ever decides to drop you, I'll be there to pick you up and keep you for myself. You're a perfect boy for me Jimmy, and I'd love to have you as mine alone."

"But you're only 10? How can you be thinking like that?"

"Almost 11 and planning my future Jimmy, us girls have to plan early. Decisions like this are MUCH too important to leave them up to boys. Boys don't start thinking about relationships until they get much older. So we have to make the decisions for you."

"But I'm still 5 years older than you! You're too young..."

"Not at all, lots of married couples have age differences like that, some more than that. No big deal for an older man to be with a younger woman. Just look around you, you'll see it everywhere. The only thing I'm too young for right now, is regular vaginal sex. I'll need to wait a few years for that. But I can do everything else, just as easily as Sherry and she's the same age as you. After all haven't I proved to you I can give you handjobs, blowjobs and fuck your little behind? I 'could' do anal sex myself, if I wanted to let you do that, but I'll wait on that for awhile I think."

"So you were just being nice to me because you wanted to get control over me..."

"NO! I really do like you Jimmy, you're a wonderful boy and like I've said, have always been nice to me. It's just that I need to control things, I've always been that way, just ask my sister. I've always been the one of us to control things, especially relationships. So I needed to control how we are together too, it's just the way I am. Sherry is the same way, and you've already agreed with her that she's in control of your relationship. Your Mother is obviously the same, so it shouldn't be a surprise that some females feel we have to be in control."

"No I understand about Mom and Sherry and Nancy is developing the same way... so I understand that some females feel like that. Others that the boy should lead. I guess I'm just surrounded by one's that feel the female has to be in charge.... So it's not just faking that you like me?"

"Jimmy you're the first boy I've ever really gotten close to and when you allowed me to just sit on your lap and talk the other day, it was just so fantastic that you would do that. You really did help me sort things out and I love you for helping me like that. I love the way you hold me and touch me and treat me and I don't want any of that to stop. It's just that I need to have control of what happens between us. Mostly we'll be just like we have been. But I want to learn all I can about sex and boys and you are the best possible boy for me to learn those things with. Like I said, if Sherry ever gives you up, I want to be there to catch you and pick you back up as MY boyfriend. You're that perfect as far as I'm concerned."

"Ok I can accept all that. So what now?"

<giggle> "He asks laying here with his rear stuffed by me?" <giggle> "I want another orgasm and we're already in position to do it, so I plan on screwing you again until I cum, before pulling out, who knows maybe you might get a few more too?"

"Alright, I guess, just one thing. Put more lube on the dildo, it's dried out and right now it's kind of irritating...I don't want friction burns in my butt..."

"No problem, I want you to enjoy it too Jimmy. I told you I never want to hurt you and I meant it!"

Jimmy lay still as she pulled out and applied more lube to both him and the strapon. "Get up on your hands and knees Jimmy," she directed as she pulled back on his hips. He complied and felt the toy enter his open rear as he moved up and back until their bodies met. "I like this even better," she said behind him. "At this angle it rubs the exact spot, this won't take as long as with you laying flat..." she murmured, then holding his hips started moving slowly and soon was at a quick pace. Jimmy had another orgasm before he heard her squeal and then grip his hips tightly. She only gave a few more thrusts, before stopping and pulling out of him, and moving off to the side. Jimmy just collapsed back onto the floor and lay there, again trying to get his breath under control.

Crawling up beside him, Susan kissed him deeply. "Thanks Jimmy that was great, best orgasm I've ever had. I think we both need another shower, we're both a mess right now..."

"I know I need one, I'm all sweaty and my butt feels like a truck could drive in there right now. So you really had your best one ever? It was an ok one for me... I guess I'm going to have to get used to all this with three of you using those things on me... I just hope you girls will let my butt close up enough that I don't have to wear diapers. The way I feel back there right now, I could leak all over the place."

<giggle> "Jimmy you're VERY cute in diapers and I'd love to change them for you!"

"Well we've got plenty if I need them, Nancy bought two huge packages and there's probably 85 or 90 left. I'd hate that though..."

"Don't worry about it Jimmy, let's go get clean and then if my big baby needs a diaper I'll fix him right up." She replied and sat up, then helped him get up too, on shaky legs. "All that must have taken a lot out of you, you're kind of shaky Jimmy. Lean on me and we'll go get that shower." She instructed.

Jimmy didn't argue, when she pulled his arm across her shoulders and held him around the waist as they slowly walked to the bathroom. Nor did he object, when she washed him in the shower. He just stood leaning against the side wall and let her small hands clean him, front and back. The only thing strange to him during it, was that she was still wearing the strapon and it stuck out from her body. With her short hair and that toy sticking out, she really did look more a boy than a girl.

Four blocks away Marty was having a very different day. When they arrived, the clear sound of a boy, crying, pleading and yelling could be heard along with the sound of a hand being applied to his backside. Mary met them at the door and ushered them inside just as her little brother got the last of his spanking and was now draped across his mother's lap in the kitchen, as she continued to lecture the sobbing boy. Lifting him, she placed the boy in the corner of the kitchen, naked, and crying, and then turned to the older kids.

"Hello, Nancy, Marty, it's been a well over a year since you've been here. I'm sorry you had to see my naughty son get a spanking and hope that he's learned his lesson."

"Hello Ma'am, yes it's been awhile. That's my fault. Mary has always been my best friend, and I made a big mistake, trying to distance myself from her..." Marty offered.

"Hello Mrs. Stewart, nice to visit again. I've been here more than Marty recently, but it's always nice to spend time with your family." Nancy said smiling.

"Well you're both welcome here, I hope you know that. Marty spent so much time here when he was younger, that he was like another son to me."

"Thank you Mrs. Stewart, I'm really sorry about what... what I did to Mary it was... well I didn't even see who it was that grabbed me and just struck out. I feel really bad about it and apologized to Mary. She accepted and well... we're back to being best friends again..."

"Yes I've had a long talk with your mother about it and your punishment. I'm not at all happy that you hit my daughter that way young man, you could have seriously injured her. Now as I understand it part of your punishment is that you must be naked at home at all times, is that correct?"

"Yes Ma'am," Marty replied meekly.

"Then get those clothes off, this is as much your home as the house you live in. You were here almost every day for years and you'll follow your rules here just as you would at home." She replied.

"But?" he started blushing very red and embarrassed. He'd never been seen naked by this woman.

"Now! I'm in no mood to deal with boys that don't listen today. So unless you wish to join my son with a red behind in the corner, you'd better be naked in about 30 seconds!" she replied.

Marty was trembling but quickly removed his clothes and stood naked before her, his hands automatically trying to cover up.

"None of that!" she said knocking his hands away. Your sister and Mary have seen you naked before, and I've certainly seen naked men and boys so you have no reason for modesty here. In fact my experience is that naked boys behave better so you'll always be naked in this house from now on, unless Mary or I decide to let you wear something. Then if I decide to administer any punishment, there won't be any delay in spanking you." The same thing goes for you Bobby!" she added looking to the corner where her son was still crying.

"Yes Ma'am," Marty meekly replied... "You're going to spank me?"

"If I decide you need it yes! Your mother has given me full permission to discipline you as I see fit when in my house."

"I promise to be good Mrs. Stewart." Marty replied.

"I know you will young man or you'll be joining my crying son over there. I'm through putting up with his misbehavior and you will be treated no differently."

"I understand Ma'am..."

"Good then we understand each other clearly. Now stand over here and let's have a look at you," she directed pointing to a spot directly in front of her. Marty moved over where she'd indicated and stood trembling as she looked him up and down, "Relax Marty, I'm just seeing what kind of boy my daughter has hooked up with," she said as her hands gave his shoulders a squeeze and then felt their way down his arms, tested the muscles on his chest, then she sat back down and looked over his groin gently feeling him there. "Not bad for 13, I'm sure she'll be happy with what you've got once you learn how to please a woman properly."

"Mom your embarrassing my boyfriend," Mary said exasperatedly.

"Just looking out for your interest dear," she replied, "Marty here has a fine body for his age, a little feminine looking right now, but he'll develop nicely."

"Don't you think I know that? He's always been a little girly, but I like him just fine!"

"As long as he's what you want Mary, that's what's important, that and that he respect you and treat you properly. Marty's always been naturally submissive and he's a good match for you." Her mother replied and Marty just blushed. "Now then Marty it's your respect issue that I have a problem with. Hitting someone, especially a girl without even bothering to look to see who it is shows a severe lack of respect. I know your mother has punished you and that Mary spanked you also before forgiving you, but I'm not satisfied that those are sufficient. If you want to be with my daughter, then I'll need to spank you too. I think 25 hard ones will be adequate to allow me to permit you to be with her, as long as you behave yourself in the future. So if you want to date Mary, lay across my lap and we'll get it over with."

Marty knew he didn't have any choice if he wanted to be with Mary and meekly lay across her lap.

"Good choice Marty, if you hadn't responded the way you did, you'd never be welcome in this house again. Just know this young man, by accepting your punishment, you're acknowledging my right to control you in my house. So if you misbehave here in the future, you can expect to be punished the same as if you were my own son. Mary will have supervision of you in this house and is also authorized to administer any punishment she deems necessary. Understand?"

"Yes... Yes Ma'am..." he whimpered in reply, the anticipation of being spanked making it even worse.

Without further preamble, she wrapped an arm around his waist to hold him, pinned his legs with one of hers, then proceeded to administer 25 of the hardest hand spanks he'd ever received. By the time she was done, he was sobbing and tears were flowing freely down his cheeks, as she led him to a corner and placed him there. Once he was in position, she returned to the table and calmly offered the girls drinks as she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down to chat with them as if two crying boys were not even in the room.

"I very happy he accepted his punishment without arguing," she advised the girls. "That shows that he's taking responsibility for his actions, always a positive sign."

"Mom he took full responsibility when he apologized to me? Why did you need to spank him again?" Mary asked.

"Marty needs to learn that ALL women and girls are superior to him, just like his father had to learn it and so did YOUR father Mary. Robert is submissive to me just as Daniel is to Susan and he'll be a lot happier to learn his place early in life."

"You knew about my Mom and Dad?" Nancy asked.

"Of course, Susan and I were sorority sisters in College and we talked many times about the proper role of men and women in marriages. She's seen me spank Robert and I've seen her correct Daniel on several occasions which were quite painful for him I might add. However, having another woman witness the punishment, reinforces the humiliation inflicted by the punishment. That's why Marty was spanked with you two as witnesses, he now has no excuses as to why, how or what was done and what he was told as to expectations of future behavior."

"Oh well that makes sense... So you're in charge of your family like Mom is with ours?"

"Absolutely and we are both taking open control of them now. No more hiding it from the children. You children are old enough to understand what's going on now and it will provide a learning experience for you. Robert will get his spankings in front of the whole family just like your father will from now on."

"You've been spanking dad all this time Mom?" Mary asked.

"Since our third date Mary. That's when we decided that I'm in charge and that he was worth the effort for me to keep him and make a proper man and father out of him."

"OK, now that I think about it, it's almost always been you who administered family punishments, Dad only spanked me once that I can remember and it was because you were out of town. He decided not to wait for you to come home, that I needed it done immediately so that the lesson would be tied to the bad act on my part." Mary replied.

"An exactly correct decision there Mary, children need to have the punishment tied to the bad behavior as soon as possible, so that there is no doubt 'what' they are being punished for. Older boys and men can wait and receive it later, especially if a record of transgressions is kept and then say on a weekly basis, those are reviewed and punishment issued. Serious violations, however, should be dealt with as soon as possible."

The sat there chatting for another 15 minutes about 'proper' roles of men and women, when she stopped and called to Marty. "Come over here Marty dear," she said and he meekly moved from the corner where she'd, placed him and stood before her. Turning his body, she examined his behind and then placing her hands on his hips, guided him to sit on her thigh, his feet between her legs, as she held him around the waist. "Marty, I've very proud of you today." She said stroking up along his spine, "You took responsibility for your actions and accepted your punishment without whining or attempting to evade responsibility. That says good things about your character, young man and it makes me very proud that you wish to be with my daughter. Now since you've been so good I'm going to release you from your corner time early and turn you over to the girls. I'm sure Mary can find some lotion or cream in the bathroom that will help cool your behind and she'd no doubt like to comfort you some."

"Thank you Mrs. Stewart, you've been fair with me and I appreciate you allowing me to get back together with Mary. I love her more than I can explain and I'm happy she wants me back even after what I did. I promise nothing like that will ever happen again. I never wanted to hurt her and I'll be careful to make sure I never do again."

"You're a good boy Marty and I look forward to you becoming a permanent part of my family. Now go with Mary and she'll take good care of you," she replied pulling his head over and giving him a kiss on the cheek before helping him stand and giving his back a gentle stroke.

Mary stood up and met him only a couple of steps from her mother and wrapping an arm around him, guided him from the room. Her mother smiled at them as Marty, accepted her guidance and leaned his head against the girl as they walked away. 'They'll be a perfect couple' she thought as she watched them.

Tears were still leaking from his eyes as Mary took him from the kitchen, the last thing he heard was Mrs. Stewart talking to her son. "Did you see how he took his punishment Bobby? No whining, No excuses, No attempting to get out of it! He accepted responsibility for his actions and took the punishment he knew he deserved. You would do well to follow that example Bobby or things will be very painful for you from now on!"

Nancy continued talking to the woman for a few more minutes and at the questioning look from the woman explained, "I think they need a little alone time right now. Marty's hurting and Mary wants to comfort him. So I'll just stay here and let them be for awhile. Besides I'm learning a lot from you. Mom never told me you were sorority sisters or any of that about my Dad and Mr. Stewart. I've learned so much in the last week that I never even suspected. I mean I knew Mom spanked Dad, I could hear them sometimes through the wall between our bedrooms..."

"Well I have lots of stories I could tell you Nancy, let's leave the naughty boy here to think alone about his behavior, and we'll go get comfortable in the living room and talk..." the woman replied and got up taking her refilled coffee with her.

Mary stopped at the bathroom on their way to her bedroom and grabbed a bottle of lotion. "This should help Marty," she said as they continued on back the hallway. In her bedroom, she guided him to her bed, "Lay down and I'll put some lotion on you baby, I know it'll make you feel better," Marty just lay across her bed, limp, his head resting on his arms. When he felt the cool lotion being applied he moaned and closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her hands on him. When she was done, she moved up near the headboard, and leaned against it. "Come up here Marty, I want to hold you," she gently instructed.

Marty opened his eyes and then crawled up beside her and she positioned him on his side, his head on her shoulder and his body overlapping hers as she wrapped an arm around him, then gently brushed his hair back from his face and kissed him. "Better now?" she asked.

"I always feel better when you hold me Mary you know that..." he replied with a chuckle.

"Yeah I do, and it makes me feel good to do it, so just relax and let me take care of you. Marty why don't you just close your eyes and try and take a nap. You're all sore and tired from that spanking and I think it will help to just sleep a little. I'll stay right here holding you and promise nothing bad will happen while you sleep. No one will bother you when I've got you in my arms. Sleep Marty, you're safe with me." She softly replied kissing his forehead, and Marty just sighed and closed his eyes.

An hour later Nancy quietly entered the room, Marty was draped across Mary's body, sound asleep. "He's asleep isn't he?" she quietly asked.

"Yeah like a baby, I love him when he's like this, so peaceful and loving..."

"I know, he's gets like that when I hold him too. He's always been like that. We can talk he won't wake unless we intentionally wake him... " his sister advised.

"He won't wake? We can talk?"

"Yeah, somehow he manages to just shut the world out when he knows he's safe. I've never been able to do that, but he does it completely. You'll have to call to him or shake him to wake him up at this point. He can do it with Jimmy too, unless I come in the room, then he gets restless until I hold him. Jimmy says he knows I'm there even if I don't say anything and he's asleep and he wants me to hold him. I guess he feels the same way about you since he's not stirring any. Marty wants a girl to hold him <giggle> imagine that?"

"Well he's in luck then because I could stay just like this for the rest of my life. I love holding him."

Nancy walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked her brother's back, then examined his rear. "She really spanked him hard, he's still pretty red back here. Should I put more of your lotion on him? It would probably help."

"Yeah she did, I've never seen her hit that hard, not with just her hand. The lotion is on the nightstand behind you. Put some on, it can't hurt and he felt much better when I put it on." Mary replied.

Marty moaned when she rubbed the lotion on, but never woke, just tightened his arm around her and rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, then immediately settled down again.

The girls talked for another hour, each gently stroking his body on occasion and Marty just slept. Near lunch time, they decided to wake him and Mary gently shook him, while kissing him deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth. When he responded, she pulled back enough to look into his eyes. "Almost lunch time Marty, you awake now?"

"Yeah, I like waking up like that. You're much better than an alarm clock. Thanks for taking care of me Mary, I needed that nap..."

"I know you did Marty, that's why I suggested it. How's your bottom? Nancy put some more lotion on it while you slept. I couldn't reach to do it, you kind of had me pinned to the bed."

"Nancy?"

"Yeah right behind you brother," she replied with a giggle, "Normally you know when I'm near you, but I guess Mary is a much stronger draw to your subconscious..."

"Sorry Sis, I love you and I'll always need you... but I'm in love with Mary... She's always been in first place with me. Thanks for putting lotion on me. I'm still a little sore, but not like it was before..."

"I understand Marty, I'm you sister and she's your girlfriend, she should be in first place. You're still a little pink back here, want some more lotion? It'll probably help?"

"Yeah go ahead and thanks for doing it Sis..."

"Marty it's no big deal, besides it means I get to handle your cute little butt, always a plus!" she laughed.

<giggle> "Nancy you've been handling my butt and the rest of me for as long as I can remember, you've never been shy about it either. Why would you start now? Besides I've always liked the way you freely touched and handled me. Even better, you've always been open to me touching you freely. So have fun!"

"Mary if you want some real fun, just get this boy in the bathtub! Some of my best memories are taking baths with Marty," she said as she gently rubbed the lotion onto him.

"Oh really? So he's been holding out on me? Marty dear you and I will be taking a bath together soon!" Mary said with a snicker.

<laugh> "Can't wait!" he replied grinning.

"Meanwhile, it's lunch time and Mom's probably going to come get us if we don't show up soon..."

"So I have to get up from between the two girls I love more than any others? Darn.... Ok if I have to, don't want another spanking for being late for lunch..." That statement got him kissed by both girls and all three were laughing as they got up and headed for the kitchen.

"Hello kids!" Mary's mother greeted them, "Lunch is almost ready. Have a seat girls. Marty come over here and let me have a look at you. Are you still hurting?"

"Just a little sore Ma'am, Mary and then Nancy put lotion on me and I feel much better." He replied as he walked over to her.

The woman turned him around and gently felt his behind, massaging it some, "Just a little pink yet, you'll be fine in a little while," she reported giving him a light pat on the rear. Go sit with the girls and I'll have lunch on the table in a minute."

"Where's Bobby?" Mary asked.

"Junior is in his room and will be there all day. He can't seem to grasp that things have changed and that he WILL be following the new rules, so he'll be confined there until he realizes the new facts of life. He'll get bathroom breaks, but that's all, unless I assign him chores to do. He'll eat all his meals in there, until I decide otherwise. His computer has been disabled and all of his electronic toys, removed. Hopefully, he'll get the idea that cooperation is to his benefit soon. I swear I don't understand that boys thinking!"

"Junior?" Marty asked quietly of Mary.

"Yeah Robert J. Stewart, Jr. is his legal name. Mom only calls him 'Junior' when she's really pissed off at him," she whispered back.

"Mary I'm going to take a clue from Susan's playbook. From now on as long as Junior lives in this house, you will be in charge of him and authorized to discipline as you see fit. Just as Nancy is in charge of her brothers. Keep a close eye on him and don't be afraid to turn his bottom red when necessary." Her mother ruled.

"OK Mom, but I was hoping to spend more time with Marty over at their house?" Mary replied.

"That's fine dear, but I'd like to see Marty over here more often also. Marty dear, you used to spend almost every afternoon here after school and most Saturdays. Since you and Mary are back together, I'd like you to spend more time with her. She's already visiting you in the afternoons for your sunbathing group, why don't you come here in the mornings, and then go home with her in the afternoons. Saturdays together like you used to do would be good too. I'll clear all this with your Mother of course once she gets back."

"I'd like that Mrs. Stewart, but we have exercises in the morning right after breakfast, Sherry Simpson leads us in them and I'm starting to feel much better about my body doing that. It's really hard but I know I'm getting stronger doing them. And well, I'm grounded, so Nancy would have to approve me leaving the house... Nancy it's your decision not mine..." he responded.

"As long as Marty is required to follow the same rules here as at home, then I don't have a problem with it. I'm sure Mrs. Stewart and Mary will enforce them just as strenuously as I would. Some days, you'll have to stay home and do chores though, so I'll discuss it all with Mrs. Stewart and work out a schedule. Also, you're not allowed out without someone supervising you, so either I will need to walk you over here, Mary come and get you and escort you, or some other arrangement. But I'm sure we can work it all out." Nancy replied.

"That exercise program sounds excellent Marty, all boys your age should be developing their bodies and I know Sherry is very athletic and is a good person to supervise you boys in getting into shape. She's very no nonsense and I know her mother very well. In fact your mother, Sherry's and I all belong to the same women's group. Nancy and I will sit down this afternoon and work out a schedule, that gets your chores done and still gives you more time with Mary as well as work out how to get you back and forth." The woman advised.

"Thank you for doing this Mrs. Stewart, I'd love to be able to spend more time with my best friend like I used to. Ma'am you have no idea how strong Sherry is, her muscles are like steel and she picks my brother up like he doesn't weight anything and can carry him around like a toddler. I had no idea she was that strong. She's well beautiful and just doesn't look like she's that strong. I really like her teaching me to get stronger, she's hard on us, but I can see how much I've improved in only a week of working out with her."

"Excellent, then eat your lunch and Nancy and I will work it out after lunch. There is one matter that may impact things though. I've taken a part—time job that starts next week, to supplement our family income. I've wanted to get back to work for some time, but until Junior got old enough, just couldn't justify having to hire someone to watch him while I worked."

"So you'll be a nurse again? That's what you used to do, when I was here before I think. You worked afternoons and didn't get home until after dinner time. That was one of the reasons I spent afternoons here, so Mary wouldn't be alone from after school until her Dad got home. Bobby was in some kind of day—care program and usually came home with his dad." Marty responded.

"Yes that was when I worked at the hospital. They had a day—care center as a part of our benefits, so it didn't cost anything to leave Bobby there while I worked. This time, I'll be working at a skilled nursing facility; mostly patients recovering from serious injuries or operations. Unfortunately they don't have a day—care program like the hospital did. That's one of the reasons I'm putting Mary in charge of her brother, she'll need to supervise him while I'm working. And to be frank, I'd like you to be here to help her if necessary when I'm not here. Bobby can be quite rebellious at times. A good spanking corrects that quickly, but at least for a few days Mary may need some backup if you get my meaning."

"Ouch! I'm glad I'm not Bobby, he's in for a painful couple of days until he gets his act together. It was painful for me to have Nancy supervise me at first. But after a couple of paddling's, well I had no doubt as to who was in charge." He replied.

"You had it much easier than Jimmy, he had a hard time adjusting. You came around pretty quick by comparison." Nancy observed.

"That's because I saw what happened to him when he resisted your control Sis. Seeing him get his butt beat, convinced me that I didn't want that happening to me, so cooperation was a much safer and less painful route to take..."

"That's true, but his main hang—up was that he's older than us and felt he should be in charge. Once we got past the age problem, he came around quickly also." Nancy reminded him.

"My point kids, is that I'd like Marty here for the first few days incase it's necessary for him to be restrained, while Mary administers any punishment necessary. I'm sure it will only take a couple of good spankings to break his will to fight." Mrs. Stewart advised.

"OK I can do that if necessary, but Mary is more capable than you're giving her credit for. I'll back her up if needed though..."

"That's all I want Marty is physical backup if needed. God help that boy if he actually fights her physically and I'll make sure he understands that up front!"

"OK Ma'am, how about Mary and I cleaning up in here while you and Nancy figure out the schedule and who's escorting me. Mary can always walk me home, it's getting here that needs to be figured out." Marty suggested.

"Thank you Marty, I appreciate a boy actually volunteering to do dishes, it's rare in this house, maybe just having you here will set a good example."

"No problem, we trade off at home all the time, we trade off cooking too. I do breakfasts and lunches ok, but Nancy and Jimmy are much better at complicated stuff, so I just help them with dinners."

"Both boys cook? Well Susan has done a good job raising you two then. That's one area I'll need to work on. I've given up on Robert, but there's no reason Bobby can't learn. Robert is at least willing to do housework even if he can't manage to boil water... making a pot of coffee seems to be his limit." She replied.

"Dad cooks too, actually he's better than Mom on some things," Nancy interjected. "Especially since he got his new grill. Jimmy's been trying it out this past week and everything comes out great with almost no work involved. Maybe your husband should try grilling at least."

"Well Nancy shall we see what we can work out?" the woman asked getting up from the table.

Marty started carrying dishes to the sink while Mary put the remaining food away. By the time she came to the sink to help, he was washing the last dish and putting it in the sink rack to rinse it, then let it dry. "You're fast!" she said hugging him from behind.

"Lots of practice," he replied, leaning into her hug, "I've been washing dishes ever since I could reach the sink and even before that, I'd dry them when Jimmy was washing them."

"What else can you do around that house?"

"Most of it, laundry, make beds, run the sweeper, mop floors, clean bathrooms, dusting; if it's some form of cleaning we learned to do it early. Us kids do most of the housework at home."

"So I'll get a fully trained 'househusband?" she said with a giggle.

"If you decide to marry me, yeah I'll be fully trained by then. But Mary we're too young to be thinking about getting married..."

"Maybe YOU are, but I'M not, I'm just planning ahead. Marty you're the perfect boy for me, you always have been. So don't go looking at other girls, you're already spoken for." She replied.

Turning around, he cupped her face in his hand and gently kissed her. "There's no other girl I'm interested in Mary, it's always been you. My first and only best friend."

"Let's go back to my room, I want to cuddle my boyfriend some more," she said returning his kiss, then wrapping an arm around him, led him in that direction. Marty just smiled and followed her lead.

Marty soon found himself laying across Mary's lap, getting kissed as her hands roamed over his body, giving extra attention to his behind and between his legs, where a very hard cock was throbbing in no time at all. Gripping him firmly, she slowly stroked him, teasing him to just short of cumming and then playing with his balls, then returning to his cock. "Mary please," he pleaded.

"Please what baby," she replied as her nose rubbed against his, "tell me what you want Marty." She whispered.

"I want to cum Mary and you're just teasing me. I really need to cum? Nancy said you could give me permission..." he whined.

"Yes she did, but I needed you to ask for permission before I could grant it. Now after you've asked then I can allow it. So ask Marty. Saying you want to isn't quite asking is it?"

"Mary please give me permission to cum. I really need to I think I'm going to explode if you keep playing with me like that." He whimpered.

"Much better. Yes Marty you have permission to cum. Make it a good one baby I want it spraying all over the place!"

Marty couldn't wait for her to do it, and reached down and started stroking himself, very fast and within a minute was granting her wish, his cum shot high and arched onto his chest, and some went high enough to land on her cheek, most just dribbled over his hand, then pooled on stomach. Still breathing hard and flushed, he managed to say, "Thanks Mary I really needed that."

Mary just kissed him then reached over and grabbed a box of tissue and gave it to him to clean himself and her.

Mary cuddled him for awhile, then they started talking about all the time he spent in her room back when he visited almost every day. "I want to play dress—up" she announced. "We haven't done that in at least a year and I have just the perfect dress for you!"

"I'm not allowed to wear clothes your Mom said so," he replied.

"We're following the rules 'Your Mom' made right? So if I give them to you and tell you to wear them then you can! Now move over to my dressing table, I need to make you all pretty first." She directed.

A little blusher to the cheeks, some touchup around the eyes, two barrettes in his hair, and a touch of lipstick and when Marty looked in the mirror, what he saw, was his sister, with shorter hair. "Wow! I look like Nancy, except my hair is a little shorter." He exclaimed.

"Yes you always have been almost a twin of your sister," Mary replied, smiling. "Now for some nice panties and a dress and a pair of skimmers and you'll be ready for our 'girl time' just like we used to do."

Mary handed him a sheer pair of white panties and he quickly put them on, making sure to 'tuck' himself, then she helped him put on a yellow sundress, a little short on him, since he was a little taller than her, but otherwise it fit fine. It had two narrow shoulder straps and a scoop neckline, the back was open almost down to his butt, except for a narrow cross strap that connected the two side of the almost halter type front, at mid back. Next he put on a pair of white canvas skimmers and he was done. Twirling a couple of times, laughing, he struck various poses in front of the mirror on her closet door and smiled widely as her arms wrapped around him from behind and she kissed his neck. "You look great, just like you always did in my dresses." She whispered.

The two 'girls' spent the next hour talking, laughing, giggling and playing games and were dancing, when her door opened and there stood Nancy and Mrs. Stewart. "What is this? Marty? Is that you? What is going on here?" the woman said.

"He looks like my twin sister except for the hair?" Nancy said a little astonished. "I... I knew Mary sometimes dressed him up, he told me that, but I had no idea, he... well he looks like a real girl!"

"Mom, Nancy, I'd like you to meet my best friend Marty, who's also my best 'girlfriend' that I call 'Marie' when I dress him up like this. We've done this every once in a while, for a long time. When Marty is dressed like this, we play and talk about girl stuff and he doesn't have to worry about all his boy problems. No one has ever seen him dressed like this except me, we've never even left my room with him dressed up. Now you've seen him, but no one else ever has, and probably never will. It's just a little game between the two of us."

"Marty... Marie are you ok with this?" the woman asked.

"Sure, it's just a game between Mary and me, it makes her happy and it's fun for me too," he replied blushing.

"How long have you been doing this?" she asked.

"Since we were about 7, I guess, one Saturday when we were here alone, she had me try on her clothes and it was fun, so we've done it about once a month or so ever since then. Not for the last year, since we weren't together, but that often before that. Do you mind us playing like this? We're not hurting anyone..."

"Now sweetheart, it's no problem, it was just a surprise." She replied and then moved forward and sat on the bed. "Come over here and let's have a good look at you," she directed.

Marty moved to stand in front of the woman and Nancy moved to stand beside him, looking at him more closely.

Looking him up and down, she surprised him, when she lifted his skirt and noted the silky panties, then lowered it again. "Well I must say he looks better in that dress than you do Mary, it's perfect for him, and you even have him in a pair of your best panties. I'd trim his hair to a little more, 'unisex' style, but other than that, he looks almost perfect as a girl. He's even standing like a girl rather than a boy."

"I feel like a girl when Mary dresses me Mrs. Stewart. Girl's clothes are really nice and much softer than boy's clothes." Marty replied smiling his cheeks blushing naturally.

"Yes they are Marty, girls clothes have a lot more variety too. Now tell me Marty, do you ever feel that you want to be a girl? Not just playing but a real girl?"

"No I like being a boy most of the time, when other boys pick on me I don't. But, no I've never wanted to be a girl, I just like being with girls and doing things with them rather than with boys. When Mary and I first did this it was like, I could forget everything and just enjoy being me. My best friend and I got closer when she dressed me up and we could talk about anything without being embarrassed. So I like it when we can spend time like this."

"Marty don't get embarrassed but, do you get sexually excited being dressed as a girl?" she asked.

"No almost never, well the panties can get me excited, they feel really good against me. But not dressing up like I am now. I just feel relaxed and don't have to worry about being a boy." He replied. Mrs. Stewart, is there a problem with Mary and me playing like this? We're not hurting anyone and I wouldn't want to do this in public or anything. It's just a game, a little secret between us..."

"Sit down here a minute honey," she said pulling him to sit on her lap. "Marty there's no problem in you doing something that makes you happy, when you're not hurting anyone. I was asking the questions I did, because you look totally natural as a girl and I wanted to find out if you're transgendered, but it seems you're not. Crossdressing is a harmless pastime even if it's sexual, which for you it doesn't seem to be. As long as you don't do it to fool people or cause harm to someone, then I'm perfectly fine with it if you want to play this way occasionally. As to getting excited by the panties? Well they do feel nice and lot's of men and boys feel that way about them. That soft fabric is so much nicer against you down there than cotton or the rough fabrics that most boys wear, that you can't help but get a little excited by it. Besides, knowing that they are 'girls' panties, makes it a little naughty doesn't it?"

"Yeah it is naughty and if I think about them being girls panties just the thought can get me excited, but mostly I like to wear them because of the way they feel."

"Then you're a perfectly normal boy," she replied with a chuckle. "So if you and Mary want to play like this occasionally it's ok with me."

"Really? You don't think I'm strange or weird of something?"

"Really, I'm fine with it. You're doing it for the right reasons, to make yourself and your girlfriend happy, there's nothing wrong with doing that ever. Now if you'd like, I'll trim you hair some, and you'll look even better. Nothing drastic, just more unisex, which will work either as a boy or girl."

"You'll do that? Yes! Thank you Mrs. Stewart!" he replied almost bouncing on her knee.

"Yes and you're welcome, let's go to the kitchen where the light is better and I'll have it trimmed for you in a jiffy!" she laughed at his excitement.

"Uh... what about Bobby? I don't want anyone to know about this. It could be really bad at school if the guys ever found out..."

"Bobby is locked in his room and won't be coming out anytime soon. So there's no one to see except us girls." She replied patting his back, then running her hand up and down his spine.

"OK let's go then!" he replied with a smile.

Marty quickly found himself seated in the kitchen with a towel draped around his shoulders as she dampened his hair, then used scissors and a comb and was quickly snipping here and there at his hair. When she was done Nancy was so impressed with the look, that she asked to have her hair cut in the same style. "It looks great on him, and I just know I'll love it too," she advised and replaced her brother on the chair and got her hair cut also. When the woman was done, she guided Marty in front of a mirror and stood beside him. Both were amazed that they looked so much alike, she was slightly taller, only about ½ inch or so and her new breasts pushed her shirt out a little, but otherwise they could be almost twins, but definitely sisters. "See we both look great!" she said hugging him and kissing his cheek.

"Can you girls stay for dinner?" the woman asked looking at them over their shoulders and watching them in the mirror.

"Sure thanks, Mrs. Stewart, we'd love to, I just need to call Jimmy and tell him we'll be eating here and not to wait for us or fix dinner for us." Nancy replied and released her hold on Marty to go make the phone call.

"Can I help fix dinner?" Marty asked, "I help at home all the time and watching someone cook let's me learn how to fix different dishes."

"I NEVER EVER refuse help in the kitchen Marty, NEVER! You can help me anytime you want!" Besides, a man that can cook is a treasure. Come with me and we'll see what we have, that you've never cooked before." She replied wrapping an arm around him and leading him back to the kitchen.

Mrs. Stewart had a delightful dinner, with three 'girls' and was still amazed at how 'natural' Marty acted when dressed, his voice was even slightly higher than normal and everything about him just spoke 'girl' to her mind. When the dishes were done, Nancy decided it was time to go home. "Ok I'll just go put my clothes back on," Marty replied.

"No why don't you just wear that dress home, we'll give Jimmy a big surprise," Nancy suggested, "That's if it's ok with Mary that you take off with her clothes. It'll be fun to see Jimmy's reaction!"

"But Nancy what if someone sees me?"

"See's who? My cousin Marie is visiting from out of town today and we 'girls' are on our way home?"

"You really think that will work?" he asked doubtful.

"Positive, just let me do the talking if we run into someone. I doubt we will, it's only 4 blocks to get home so it won't be all that long that you're outside." She replied. "Mary can Marty borrow your clothes until tomorrow? I'll have them washed by the time you come over for sunbathing."

"No problem," Mary replied.

"I guess I don't have a choice do I? I mean you're in charge and you want me to do this right?" Marty said looking at his sister.

"Marty, I'm not going to force you to do this," she replied placing her hands on his shoulders and softly kissing his forehead. "But there won't be any problems, I'll guarantee it. You look great and if we run into someone, just let me handle it. I really want to see what our brother's reaction to Marie is, that's what I'm really wanting to see."

"OK but I'm really nervous about this..." he whispered in reply.

"Then come with me cousin," she replied smiling and taking his arm, lead him towards the front door.

Mary stopped them just inside the door and gave him a hug and kiss, "See you tomorrow Marty, and I'll bring your clothes with me. Bye Nancy, see you tomorrow!" she said, then opened the door. Marty looked out at the street, then took a deep breath and blew it out, before following his sister.

Less than a block from home Marty's worst fear arose. "Hey Nancy!" a voice called from behind them.

"Shit!" Marty whispered, he knew that voice, it was Tom Campbell a boy in his class at school.

"I'll handle it," Nancy whispered back.

"Hi Tom, what's up?" she asked turning towards him.

"Uh... wow she's cute! I know you don't have a sister, who's this?" he asked looking at Marty.

"My cousin Marie, she's visiting for a couple of days. Marie, Tom Campbell, he's in Marty's class at school." She replied, then making introductions.

"Pretty girl," Tom murmured, then louder, "Nice to meet you Marie." Then turned back to Nancy, "Where's your brother? We haven't seen him for a week at least?"

"Both of my brothers are grounded Tom, and not allowed out of the house. Jimmy for getting caught breaking those windows and Marty for hitting Mary Stewart and giving her a black eye. No visitors allowed either, so you won't see Marty for awhile."

"That sucks," well, ok then could you have him call me when he's free again? I've got to run, we're getting a ball game together down at the park. Oh... nice to meet you Marie, hope you visit more often, we need all the pretty girls we can get around here."

Marty just nodded in acknowledgement, and the boy turned and ran off down the street. "Was that supposed to be a complement?" he asked his sister. "Sounded more like a put down on all the girls that live around here. Nancy that whole thing scared the shit out of me! Glad you did all the talking..."

<laugh> "That was a typical 13 year old boy's idea of a complement, speaking without thinking! Now let's go home," she replied and took his hand in hers and led him away towards home.

Nancy opened the door and ushered her still somewhat shaky brother inside, "Hey Jimmy where are you?" She called out, "I have someone I want you to meet!"

"What?" he replied, coming from the kitchen, then stopped dead in his tracks. "What the hell? Who? Marty? I don't believe it! He looks almost like your twin? And you've both cut your hair... You look the same! Damn..."

Marty just walked over and hugged his brother, then gently kissed him, looking into his eyes, he said "Yeah it's me Jimmy. Mary decided to dress me up this afternoon and Nancy talked me into coming home this way. Until today no one but Mary had ever seen me dressed up. Her Mom and Nancy saw me and her Mom even offered to cut my hair, then Nancy asked her to cut hers, too and well, neither of us can get over how much we look alike."

"You... you walked home dressed like that? Did anyone see you?" he asked returning Marty's hug.

"Yeah we got stopped by Tom Campbell, but Nancy just told him I'm her cousin Marie and he never even questioned it, so after asking why he hadn't seen me this past week, he took off for a ball game at the park."

"What did she tell him?" Jimmy asked.

"That we're both grounded for what we did and not allowed visitors, he just ask that I call him when my grounding is done. Not likely, I can't stand him, he's always bullying me and other kids. Probably wants his favorite target available. He's always calling me 'Sissy' <snicker> If he only knew it was me standing there getting ogled by him, he'd probably die."

"Well you ARE looking very pretty Marty, so I really can't blame him for looking you over," Jimmy replied laughing and then kissed Marty's cheek and tightened his hug.

"You... You really think I look pretty?"

"Marty is Nancy pretty?"

"Well yeah, she's beautiful!"

"And WHO do you look like right now?"

"Uh... her? So I'm pretty too?"

"Yes little brother, VERY pretty, if you weren't my brother, or almost sister, the way you look and if Sherry wouldn't kill me, I'd take your pretty behind out on a date!" then firmly kissed his still gawking brother."

"Hey I'm the 'beautiful GIRL' here and I'm not getting in on all this kissing!" Nancy objected, and quickly found herself in a three—way hug getting kissed by both her brothers.

Later as Jimmy sat on the couch, with Marty still in his dress, perched on his lap getting cuddled, Jimmy was stroking his silky thighs, his hand slipping under the skirt. "You're being naughty," Marty whispered but giggled at the same time.

"No this would be naughty," Jimmy replied, sliding his hand all the way up and cupping Marty's panty covered privates. Then gently rubbing him there, he chuckled when Marty gave a small moan in response. "Those feel like nice panties, can I see them?" he asked, and Marty just reached down and flipped his skirt up.

"They're Mary's and really silky feeling. I love them." Marty told him just above a whisper.

Jimmy looked down and saw that they were white, but the front panel was almost transparent, he could see the skin below them, except at the bottom, where they were obviously lined with a second layer of material. "Those are nice, really smooth and soft, bet they feel good on your little dick too."

"Yeah they do, and if they weren't so tight, I'd be really hard right now. But they're tight enough to keep me tucked back between my legs, so it doesn't show."

"So that's where it is? Rubbing your panties, it's hard to tell it's even there? Where are your balls?"

"Up inside, I'll need to take these off soon, they've been tucked up in there all afternoon and I need to let them free for awhile. Much longer and it'll get uncomfortable..."

"Why don't we take them off now then and give your nuts a break, ok?"

"Yeah, my dick would like a little freedom too..." he replied and lifted his butt, and with Jimmy's help, slid them down his legs and over his feet. With a sigh, he adjusted himself and then smiled. "That's better. Those must be an older pair, her current ones don't fit so tight."

Jimmy slid his hand along the back of Marty's thigh and up to cup his rear, then gently massaged it. Marty just smiled and relaxed against his chest. The boys were interrupted just then by Nancy, "Guess you and Susan had fun today," she said and when he looked up her strapon was dangling from her hand, "The harness is still damp, which means she needed to wash it." She explained.

Jimmy blushed bright red at that statement before responding, "Yeah she used it..."

"You let a 10 year old girl screw you with that?" Marty asked surprised.

"Didn't have much choice, she gave me a combined handjob with her fingers up my butt and I came so hard, I blacked out for a few minutes, when I woke up, I was face down and she had it all the way up in there and was pumping me. Then she did it again later, after she explained he owned me after doing that and was now allowed to do it anytime she wanted. Otherwise, she'd tell all the boys that I like having that done..."

"Well she's right about that Jimmy, any girl who does that to a boy DOES own him, just like I own both of your butts!" Nancy replied. "Sherry also owns Jimmy, she's done him at least twice, so any of us can do him if we want!"

"Nancy you girls don't need to blackmail us like that, I like the sex so I'd do it willingly with a girl anyway, Jimmy's mostly the same way." Marty replied.

"It's not blackmail Marty, it's a statement of fact. You boys like anal sex and we like doing it with you, but we COULD, put your butts in a real bind, if we ever told anyone about it. So we can do it whenever we want if you want to keep it a secret. Simple, you belong to us girls."

"Does Mary know about this?" Marty asked meekly.

"Yes and so does her mother, in fact her Mom's going to buy her a strapon so that she can enjoy it with you. Is that a problem?"

"Her Mom knows too?" he asked trembling.

"Of course she does, she uses one on her husband, just like Mom does on Dad. She asked whether we'd introduced you boys to it yet and when I said yes, he said she'd buy Mary one tomorrow. So plan on getting opened up with Mary's new toy Marty, it WILL happen and soon."

"OK well I don't mind Mary doing it, but what's with the twins? I don't want them doing it." Marty replied.

"Susan asked some very intelligent questions about the plug Jimmy was wearing that first night and I explained it to her. She asked to play too, and I told her she could use mine with Jimmy if she got the chance. Apparently she did. Sandy doesn't know anything about it and Susan won't tell her. She wanted it to be special between her and Jimmy. She didn't even mention you Marty."

"Yeah well she used it on me, twice and the only thing that really upset me about it, is she didn't even ask. She did it while I was blacked out and couldn't refuse, then once she had me pinned down with it up my butt, just tells me she's going to do it again. If she'd just told me she knew about it and wanted to do it, I probably would have let her anyway. I just hate everybody using me without asking..."

"Would you have really let her do it willingly?" Nancy asked.

"Probably, I like her, we would have talked about it first, but yes I would have let her, it's just that she's so young to be doing stuff like that. But she'd already given me two handjobs and had her fingers up there rubbing my prostate, so it's not that big a leap to let her use a toy to do the same thing."

"OK well I'll talk to her about it, she should have at least talked to you about it before doing it." Nancy replied.

"Thanks, I'd appreciate everyone at least talking to me before fucking me, it's only polite you know."

"They don't need to talk to me first, well maybe just to warn me," Marty interjected, "I love it, so anyone that wants my butt, just go for it. Just no boys except Jimmy. Any girls that I like and trust, that wants to and knows how to do it without hurting me, I'm up for it."

"And which girls to you like and trust?" Nancy asked.

"We you, Mary and Sherry, I don't know any other girls well enough to let them do that to me, not without getting to know them enough to trust them. A girl could hurt a guy if she didn't get him ready or was to rough with one of those things you know." He replied.

"I know that Marty, and I always go slow and get you ready. So will Mary and if you wanted her too, I'm sure Sherry would do you too. But she's got her eye on Jimmy and no one else. So little 'girl' let's go get that makeup off of you and I'll wash that dress so it's clean when Mary comes tomorrow. When we borrow a girl's clothes, we don't give them back dirty."

"OK... Nancy is it wrong for me to like wearing this dress? I feel so different wearing a dress..."

"No Marty there's nothing wrong with you liking to wear pretty clothes, Mrs. Stewart said it earlier, you're doing it to make yourself and Mary happy and not to fool people into thinking you're a girl. You're not transgendered, and don't want to be a girl, you just like wearing girls clothes, when you're with your girlfriend, because she asks you too, and not all that often even at that."